Making You "Sing" with My Candles - December Advent Surprise Gift 2/4

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Look who came back for more. Me, I did, slut. My, slut.

Who else were you thinking? Of course you came back, that's a given. But without more cookies I wouldn't be here.

So you should be thankful, really. Probably to Tor, because he likes making them so much. Anyways, I was told that Christmas or something was coming up real soon.

Won't you also be coming soon? And that it might maybe be important to you. So, and these aren't my words, so I quote, to help you feel more at home.

Don't you already? Just by hearing my voice, don't my words make you wish you were on your knees, looking up at me, where you belong. Whatever that means.

The boys and I tried to dig around for some traditions to do here on the ship. Now these are, I don't know how else to say it, these are fucking kinky. Oh, are they? Don't you like hearing that? Apex is insisting that I've purposefully manipulated all the records and documents I found about this Christmas, and that they aren't supposed to be kinky.

But I also found this thing you guys practiced once upon a time called the Fifth Amendment. And I'm just gonna pretend that the fact that it's no longer relevant is itself irrelevant. And move on, quickly.

Won't you ask them what they are? Aren't you curious? Yeah, yeah, I'll tell her anyways, alright.

So, let's see. We've got stuffing you while you wear stockings. Nice.

Tying you up under a tree using ribbons and or these, uh, shittily made LEDs in a string. Now, we don't have a tree, but I think Tor is big enough to count as one. And, lastly, lighting candles and using them to make you sing.

Now, I'm not poetic enough to ever call your moans musical, but I guess I like hearing them as much as I do my good ol' reliable Eurobeat, so I'll take it. Oh, but it would be so unfair if we gave you all those things at once, wouldn't it? Oh, no.

I meant unfair to me. Unfair because I like teasing you, seeing you press your legs together, your eyes widen just a bit, your mouth wait open for just a second before your lips close tightly together. Maybe getting one of those whimpers, I love hearing so much, to escape your mouth.

You're such a good girl when you let yourself get trapped like that for me. Trapped in what I do to you. Because it only makes me want to do it all the more.

So why don't we start with the most teasing one then, hmm? Alright, alright. Look, I'll let you lick at her thigh, bite her ears, or push your tongue into that wet cunt, whatever you're planning, okay?

But give me those candles. If you're gonna have your fun, let me have mine and watch her squirm and writhe. Does that sound fair to you? You lay on your back and let my tongue roam your body.

But between the kisses and the nibbles, you'll get a short, hot sting of wax. Of course, we gotta use red too. It's supposed to be festive or something.

But honestly, I just like the contrast with your body. So let me be Picasso for a while and cover your pristine body of a canvas. Drip.

What? Oh no, you can't be gasping like that after the first drop. You want me to stop? No? You sure? I mean, look, it's pretty spicy stuff if you don't want it.

Oh, keep going, that's horribly fucking demanding. For a whore laid on her back, eyes already rolling back, keep going. Who do you think you are? Drip.

Oh, maybe I should stop. Until you say it a bit more politely. Hmm.

Please keep going, I guess that's better. Good girl. Aren't Christmas colors supposed to be red and white? Your tits have enough red for now, but maybe I'll have to tease you with the promise of adding the white to them later.

You're already covering my face in your juices. Wouldn't you want me to return the favor? But we can't just have it on your chest.

I mean, maybe Tor's like a bull. Wow, talk about multiple meanings. And the more red wax he sees on you, the more he'll need to chase after you in those stockings.

Isn't that what you want? After your cunt has been teased and played with. Aching to be filled.

For you to be chased down by the big hulking monster. Wouldn't you want to tease him all the more? Seeing the trails of your cum down your leg, taunting him, almost challenging him.

To draw out more. To make sure he can smell this delicious cunt. And have him dying to pound it.

But I hope you remember what we were saying earlier, don't you? That this isn't all just happening at once. We're not just about to up and pass you around.

Not until we have you begging for it, at least. So play with that cunt all you can. So go on.

Make sure it's needy. Make sure it's throbbing. Twitching.

Aching. You're gonna need it. Because I'm going to need you to be an absolute mess for me.

The next time you come back here. Alright, enough wax. You heard the man.

Rewind, repeat. Play, play, play. And maybe you'll get fucked next week.