I lit the candle and moved it around, the flame licking the sides and melting the wax. I strut over and started to pour the burning wax over her tummy... moving it up to her nipples. She tried to cry out and jerk away from the pain, but I had already taken the correct precautions. I smiled at her pain, my dick harder than ever at seeing my cute little tease of a girlfriend handcuffed and gagged. I kept pouring the hot wax on her nipples, burning them. A tear rolled down her face, and I started to. To show off, the Engineer called his cat.“T-square, do your stuff,” he saidT-square pranced over to the desk, took out some paper and pen and promptly drew a circle, a square, and a triangle. Everyone agreed that was pretty smart. But the Accountant said his cat could do better. He called his cat and said “Spreadsheet, do your stuff.”Spreadsheet went out to the kitchen and returned with a dozen cookies. He divided them into 4 equal piles of three. Everyone agreed that was good.But the Chemist. "Taste me Ben," she said softly."No, tell him to eat your pussy," Yvette said sternly.Julie gulped. She looked at her brother again who waited for her to say those nasty words. "Ben, e-eat my pussy," she finally said.Ben felt his heart pounding. He'd never been more excited or turned on by any other girl. He kissed her softly and made his way down between her legs. Abel and Yvette sat next to them ready to watch.Julie knew she should have felt uncomfortable having the two siblings watch them. I’m sure you come across some slaves that need to be discouraged from letting their hands wander.” She gave Gordon a smile that said “You know what I’m talking about, don’t you?” For a moment, Allison was about to introduce her three submissives but then stopped herself. Of course you wouldn’t she thought. Why would a dominant be in the least interested in who her slaves were? Their status as slaves marked them out as being of no interest to a dominant. After all that’s why they were hooded or.