CHAPTER 15:
Lux asked me, “Monica, do you think you give good blowjobs?”
In accordance with the rules, I immediately spread my legs to give an answer, granting view and access to my fresh pussy. I caught myself just before answering impulsively.
I answered correctly: “If my blowjobs please my master, I give good blowjobs.”
The master's face beamed with satisfaction. He also found fulfillment in receiving the answer from a young, open-legged, bald-pussy girl.
He said, “Very good. Get undressed.”
I asked, “Shoes or no shoes?”
He said, “Shoes, position number two.”
The first piece of clothing I removed was my skirt, followed by my top. I took my stance, with my legs spread slightly and my hands clasped behind my neck.
Lux stepped around me, he pinched my nipples as his other hand brushed across my inner pussy lips.
He said, “Today is pain day. Your dedication to the blowjob will be reflected in your pain. The more skillful you blow me, the less pain you will have to endure. Focus on accuracy and precision in all tasks. I will be evaluating and looking for reasons to upgrade the pain.”
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He positioned two bowls of icy water beneath my chest, one on each side, and instructed me to lean forward, extend my legs, and fully submerge my breasts into them. The task was straightforward. I lowered my body until my breasts were entirely immersed in the cold water.
It was not uncomfortable. In fact, the icy water eased the discomfort in my nipples, although it was not a pleasant feeling either, due to the extreme cold of the water.
Then he instructed me to elevate until my breasts were revealed from the bowls. He placed the heated wax bowls beneath my breasts and said, "Now repeat the process; immerse your breasts into the bowl."
That experience was excruciatingly painful. The wax was scalding hot, and I could feel it burning through my skin. Furthermore, the skin in that area is more sensitive than any other part of the body.
When he commanded me to raise, I complied immediately. He then positioned the bowls of ice-cold water beneath my breasts and instructed me to dip once more. This provided relief, as it eased the burning sensation from the wax that had accumulated on my breasts.
This procedure caused the wax to harden so firmly on my breasts that I was concerned it would never be removed.
He required me to repeat the procedure five more times. The subsequent layers of wax provided increased protection, making the repeated applications less painful. "I need to create wax molds of your tits, Monica. Remain still in position number two, as I remove them.”
I took the commanded position. He held a small pry bar, which he carefully inserted between the wax and my breasts to aid in removing the wax in one complete piece.
He was cautious to prevent any damage to the wax and showed no regard for the discomfort he was causing to my breasts as he maneuvered the bar along the wax.