Christie Sallings is a witch, or so the townsfolk believe. Captured and faced with sexual torments, orchestrated by the High Inquisitor and dealt out by those very townsfolk, how much can she endure before her body and soul breaks? 4662 words, with dubious consent, BDSM, bondage, candle play, spanking, sex with strangers, and sexual humiliation. Adults only! All relevant characters are over 18.
Excerpt: Again, they formed a line before Christie, with the first young man leading the way. Christie met his eyes with her own, then glanced over to the candle, staring as it hovered menacingly over her. Ever so slowly, it tipped. Christie cried out as a small trail of hot wax splattered over her belly, stinging against her skin. More wax followed, this time on her left breast, trickling down through her cleavage. Another candle soon appeared within her visage. This one dripped wax over her right nipple, stinging tenderly, causing her to give a small whimper. And yet another candle, this one streaming out onto her thighs, running down her legs before hardening. It was followed with more and more hot wax, dripping onto all parts of her exposed skin, burning and hardening against the contours of her curves, tracing red marks all over her body.
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Published April 23, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.