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🕑 Added 2024-10-24 23:43:48 +0000 UTCWhen I think of this moment I feel warm and glowy. I could feel so many eyes on me as I was half-naked, decorated in dripping wax and dried flowers. Mostly my cheeks were flush from the attention of the beautiful women who’d ganged up on me. I thought it was over. I thought our scene was done, and she said “hold out your palms for me,” with a sadistic smile.
(What a jolt of happiness when I realized she wasn’t finished playing with me yet. Such a thrill for a toy or a pet, a creature made for pleasure.)
She dripped hot wax onto my open palms and my job was to stay still and be good. I’ll tell you the truth; it was easy. I was delightfully over-stimulated and didn’t feel a thing. I was floating on a cloud of sheer pleasure. All I remember was looking her dead in the eyes while she pressed her palm on top of mine, intensifying the heat of the wax that had just pooled there. She wanted a reaction, but I just beamed.
“Oh,” she said thoughtfully. “You’re fun.”
February 2017 - NYC (photos by Casey Harker)
