So I got myself ready for a nice evening of self-torture. You see, I was lying down on my x-frame. You know what an x-frame is? Well it’s a frame sh...ped like an X. Duh. Mine is a nice one, padded with leather and with lots of metal rings and stuff for tying me up when I’m on the frame. And it’s adjustable, I can put it upright, or parallel to the floor. That’s how I set it up this time, parallel to the floor, and with me lying on top. It’s hard to tie yourself hanging from the underside,. “Joyce, let me up, just to piss, okay? Please?” I said. “Oooh, what do we do?” she said, scratching her chin and pretending to think. “Hmmmm maybe I know something.” She stood up and walked over to one of the candles – a big bucket of citronella full of melted wax. She stood over me and turned it over on my cock. The pain from the heat made me yell. There was intense pain for maybe 15 seconds, then I felt it begin to harden over my cock. “Better?” she asked, smiling. Then I lost it. . I do remember a story I had read a year or two ago about a girl and her best friend. I saved it and I’ve read it over and over again.The name of the girl in the story was Jenifer and her friend’s name was Jeff. They lived close to each other since birth, attended the same schools, and hung out together a lot. Jeff shared everything with her and talked about anything that came to mind, including his past loves. Jenifer was the one to patch him up after each one when he came to her. As the object of my oral attention began to cum, she grabbed my head and forced my tongue further into her pussy. After coating my face with her juices, she announced that she also liked her ass fucked. She then forced my face into her ass crack and told me to make her come again or I would be charged. I spent the next three hours providing sexual servitude to all the ladies attending the presentation. My tongue was now raw. My face was coated with several layers of cum and ass seepage. .