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Day 2: Nose Hooks, Mummification, Predicament Bondage
“Close your eyes,” Makoto instructed. Niko obeyed quickly, eager to please.
“Do not open them under any circumstances,” he was told sternly.
Several minutes passed with just the shuffling and flattering of Makoto preparing something. Niko fought the urge to peek, his imagination coming up with progressively more extreme scenarios.
“Im having trouble deciding-” Makoto's voice was low and close to Niko's ear, and he couldn't help the startled flinch at the sudden words, “-what should accompany you today. I have a powder that will make your skin itch more than you ever have before in your life, and I'll tie you down while I use it on you. Or- I could decorate you with wax until you're buried in it. You can decide between the two.” Makoto gave him his choices.
Niko's breath hitched as he considered the two options. Both were horrible, but the wax seemed… tolerable? Or at least less dehumanizing. Still carefully keeping his eyes shut he murmured, “...wax.”
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Niko resisted the urge to peek while Makto set everything up. It took longer than he would have expected, and Niko trembled as his anticipation built. He was finally guided to the play table, his wrists and ankles strapped down so he was immobile and helpless. As a final touch before he started, Makoto added a nose hook, pulling Niko's nose back into a scrunched pose.
“I don't want to accidentally cut off your breathing,” he explained casually. Niko didn't have much time to contemplate that statement before Makoto announced that the candles had had enough time to melt.
Niko's body twitched and clenched in anticipation. He had been instructed to shave himself bare the night before, and the knowledge that the wax may be dripped onto any point on his body had him on edge and already aroused.
Without a word, Makoto tilted the first candle and let a splatter of wax fall onto Niko. The panicked scream that tore from his pet's throat made him grin sadistically.
“You did have your eyes closed properly,” he praised, watching the pale white wax already begin to cool and harden overtop of Niko's eyes.
“M-m- master-” Niko stammered, his voice unsteady, “p- please, no-”
Makoto let another drip of wax trickle down, and Niko promptly shut his mouth after the first few scalding drops fell between his open lips, surely burning the inside of his mouth. He whined high in his throat as Makoto held the candle at a tilt, letting the wax coat his mouth and seal his lips shut.
When Niko was fully muted, Makoto returned to his eyes, shaping out his candle for a fresh one, full of paraffin. It had a low melting point, and although it probably felt like he was burning alive, Makoto knew it wouldn't permanently disfigure his Niko. He let a generous splash coat the rest of Niko's eyes, and watched him jerk and pull at his restraints, making muffled attempts to beg his master to stop.
Makoto blocked his hearing next, letting wax drip down over the outer shell of his ears until they were covered. He paused then to admire how his senseless pet's chest heaved with panicked breaths.
He pinched one of Niko's nipples while he dripped wax onto his bellybutton. Niko flinched at every touch and breath, his body taut in anticipation of the next drip, his desperate breaths through his nose heaving and panicked. Grinning, Makoto put his current candle down. Now that he was away from Niko's delicate facial features, it was time to switch to the beeswax candles. They melted at a much higher temperature, and when Makoto tipped the first drip over Niko's nipple it elicited a much stronger reaction. Niko screamed into the wax covering his mouth, thrashing in confusion as the heat built and built while the wax began to cool.
Makoto pulled his dick free, finally unable to resist jerking himself to sound of the muffled cries beneath him. He wondered how it felt to have your tears trapped behind wax, your cries locked inside your throat. He tipped the candle again, making sure to hit fresh skin with each drip.
By the time he reached Niko's pussy, his toy's chest was almost completely covered, the bits of exposed skin red and irritated around the edges of the wax. Drips trailed down over his stomach, like a trail leading down to Niko's pussy.
Makoto admired the sight. Niko had been crying and thrashing, shaking his head all this time, but obviously his resistance had been an act. The table between Niko's legs was soaked. His thighs were slick and shiny with pre, and his pussy was throbbing with want. And Makoto was an indulgent master.
The first drip on Niko's thigh might as well have been an electric shock. Niko seized and yanked against his restraints. Makoto chuckled to himself and did it again, and again. Without his senses to help him, Niko never adjusted to the sensation, his could never anticipate where Makoto would aim or when he would let the next drip singe Niko's skin.
Well, he would be a good owner and help his pet know where he was going to aim next. Letting go of his dick, Makoto used his fingers to spread Niko's pussy lips. They were so soaked in pre that it took a couple of tries to hold them open properly. When Niko realized what he was being exposed for he froze. Makoto grinned. He tipped his candle.
Hot wax dripped directly onto Niko's exposed clit and the man seized under Makoto's hold. Makoto took advantage of Niko's distraction to push himself balls deep into Niko's pussy. He was so aroused and wet that there was hardly any friction, and once Makoto was fully inside he let more wax drip onto Niko's clit. The way Niko tightened around him was delicious, and Makoto spent a few minutes letting the wax cool, cracking it off of Niko's clit, and reapplying it.
Makoto came with a satisfied groan, and immediately his own spend started trying to leak out along with all of Niko's juices. With a frown, Makoto scolded his deaf pet and repositioned his legs so his ankles were forced up by his ears and his pussy was tilted upwards. This made it easy for the wax dripped over his gaping lips to stick, and the candles had had plenty of time to melt into puddles of molten wax. It took quite a bit for the wax to find skin dry enough to fully stick to, and Niko's pussy was almost completely covered in wax.
Niko was practically hyperventilating by the time he was tied back down flat, and his body was an array of coated wax and irritated skin. Makoto grinned as he picked up the final candle for the night. He held it aloft for a moment, watching Niko's anticipation build.
His pet took one more deep breath and Makoto tipped the candle. Wax splattered down, covering Niko's nose fully in a matter of seconds. Niko froze beneath him.
Makoto watched.
And waited.
Niko held out for an impressively long time considering how heavily he'd been breathing before he started to panic.
His wrists were red and red where he fought to free himself, to clear his airways.
His chest heaved with panicked attempts to breathe.
Calmly, carefully, Makoto put the candle down, making sure not to accidentally spill any wax where he didn't intend to.
He watched Niko flush red and his body scramble for air.
In a few seconds he'd break his pet free. Pinch his nose and let the wax crumble off. It would only take a second to give him back his ability to breathe.
Makoto watched, and waited.
Just a few more moments.