Because of the hurt we both felt being rejected, we talked more openly about love, relationships, and what we each wanted in a lover and expected from...life. We sat on that bench and talked for more than three hours. Later in life, to forever commemorate that special day, I gave her a gold charm bracelet that had a park bench charm attached. We both believed that it was important to become friends before becoming lovers. Knowing your lover as a friend first removes the proud illusions and false. " Yes, Sir, I get it." Good. Now, do you remember what I said, and you agreed to, about being punished?" Yes, Sir," she miserably answered. "We agreed that if I refused my punishment, even once, that we, you and I that is, that we were through." The idea of being through with him seemed beyond unbearable at that moment. An urge welled up within her to fight for him, and even fight him if necessary, to prevent that from happening.He gathered up her hands from where they hung limply against her. Then it was time for the wax and I took the crimson scented candle and poured its hot wax in a thick molten stream first over her tits http://xhamster.com/photos/view/284823-4217050.htmland then over her clit. The results were spectacular; not drops but great streams and lakes of crimson, and I could see her shudder as each drop fell onto her sensitive breasts and cunt.I was so aroused, I had to put down the camera and slide my cock into her, feeling the wax break off and drop onto the latex. She again went to the bathroom and came cleaned. I did not know what next and she changed the movie on the laptop and again we watched it for few more moments when I was sucking her breasts and biting it a bit and she was stroking my dick. She whispered in my ears, now come fuck me, I said how can I?She understood my fear and said, do not worry I have enough condoms for tonight. And she lowered her head on my penis and i was rock hard in five minutes. She was plumpy and I did not know how to.