06-01-2010, 11:04 AM
I was tied up with each arm and leg bound to a corner of the bed, Amy was looming over me with a candle. I was wearing my white bikini like Amy had told me to and she was wearing a black top and skinny jeans. My navel was completely exposed and I was breathing deeply with anticipation.
"Ready?" she asked.
"Yeah." I said, panting slightly already.
She teased me at first. She dropped the hot wax in tiny driplets all over my belly. Each drop made me twitch, it gave me a burning pain that faded away after a few seconds. She eventually gave me what I wanted, and poured more wax into my belly button. I moaned in pain and started to breathe more deeply. I stopped myself from struggling as the pain tormented me. Amy smiled, and waited for the wax to harden. When it had, she dug a screwdriver into my belly button (thanks for the idea carcutulea) and I cried out as I felt the cold, metal tip dig into my burned navel. She twisted it around to dig the wax out and to torment me further. This intense pain made me hornier than ever. I asked her for more and she complied, pouring more of the hot wax into my fragile navel. I grinned as my belly button burned, she laughed and took my bikini top off, then playing with my nipples, pinching them while the wax hardened. After a minute or two she took the screwdriver and drove it into my belly button with her full weight. I tried to struggle and resist but my body was securely tied in an X position. To torment me, she held the screwdriver there for what seemed like forever. I moaned and whimpered as my energy faded away. Amy eventually showed me mercy and released the screwdriver, I gasped and panted, wet with sweat, my breasts still exposed.
"Ready?" she asked.
"Yeah." I said, panting slightly already.
She teased me at first. She dropped the hot wax in tiny driplets all over my belly. Each drop made me twitch, it gave me a burning pain that faded away after a few seconds. She eventually gave me what I wanted, and poured more wax into my belly button. I moaned in pain and started to breathe more deeply. I stopped myself from struggling as the pain tormented me. Amy smiled, and waited for the wax to harden. When it had, she dug a screwdriver into my belly button (thanks for the idea carcutulea) and I cried out as I felt the cold, metal tip dig into my burned navel. She twisted it around to dig the wax out and to torment me further. This intense pain made me hornier than ever. I asked her for more and she complied, pouring more of the hot wax into my fragile navel. I grinned as my belly button burned, she laughed and took my bikini top off, then playing with my nipples, pinching them while the wax hardened. After a minute or two she took the screwdriver and drove it into my belly button with her full weight. I tried to struggle and resist but my body was securely tied in an X position. To torment me, she held the screwdriver there for what seemed like forever. I moaned and whimpered as my energy faded away. Amy eventually showed me mercy and released the screwdriver, I gasped and panted, wet with sweat, my breasts still exposed.