So after the difficulties that made finishing Tommy preparing Abrecan for The Queen rough, once the writing was happening, I continued right on writing- as I teased my readers. And because I love my readers so, the first 3 pieces of this series :D- click here to see Tommy and Abrecan making love first here ; then Tommy gives Abrecan an enema to prepare him for The Queen here before continuing on to find out how Tommy finishes the preparations in The Queen's bed here. Did you enjoy The Queen being in the room without Abrecan knowing? Firmly enjoying The Queen enjoy Abrecan in the boy's point of view now...
Abrecan moaned harshly.
"Sweet boy." The Queen whispered.
Abrecan cried out. The sting of the wax kissed his back
repeatedly. "Thank you, my Queen."
The Queen grasped Abrecan's ass and squeezed.
"More, please, my Queen," Abrecan pleaded.
"More?" The Queen challenged. "Is it so hard to be
blindfolded and restrained?"
"Not if it... pleases you, my Queen!" Abrecan stretched
to the limits of the hogtie straps, which wasn't much at all. "I
love to be dependent on you, my Queen."
The Queen groaned; Abrecan felt the sound in his cock. "Dependent
Abrecan yelled his pain as a continuous stream of melted wax
caressed his lower back. His fingers stretched above the cuffs. "Yes,
my Queen," he finally gasped.
"Would you like to know this candle's color?"
Hot wax splashed onto Abrecan's ass. "If... pleases...
The Queen kissed Abrecan, stopping the boy's words. "Just
red," he murmured against the boy's cheek. "Although we
will get to black before I fuck you."
"Yes, my Queen," Abrecan whimpered.
"Does the red hurt that much, my beautiful boy?"
"Must be... dark red... my Queen," Abrecan moaned, his
head lifted off the rubber. "Love you, my Queen."
"Love you." Laughter filled his words before Abrecan's
moans melted away into a sharp scream. "Good boy. That scream
makes me want to decorate your balls with more of this wax."
"Please, my Queen!" Yours, yours, my Queen.
"I beg you to hurt me, my Queen. Beg you to cover me in wax, my
"I will, boy." The
Queen caught Abrecan's neck in his teeth and bit hard.
Can't beg to come yet,
but feels so good. "My
Queen!" Abrecan sobbed as his skin released from The Queen's
teeth before a sharper wax dripped down his calves.
"Your legs look so good in
this blue wax, blue just like your pretty bangs." The Queen's
cheek brushed against Abrecan's feet before more wax splashed. "Would
it make you sad if I released your legs so I could put you on your
"No, my Queen." Maybe,
even... Abrecan pulled on the
straps as more wax flowed over his balls, between his thighs,
continuing just far enough to kiss the base of his cock. He coughed
Abrecan grunted as more wax
caressed his body. One of The Queen's hands cupped his ass just
before the wax flowed over his skin.
"Such a pretty boy."
The Queen clutched Abrecan's balls.
"My Queen! Beg.... beg__"
"Beg for what, sweet? What
do you need me to give you?"
"Feels so good... so close,
"Is your cock hard, my good
"Yes, my Queen."
"That pleases me."
Abrecan whimpered. Pleased.
He bellowed in pain, quivering all over. You moved to
black, my Queen.
"You do look so gorgeous
dressed in black wax." A long line of wax dominated Abrecan's
senses before The Queen spoke again. "Your scream sounded so
good. When I have you on your back, I want to pour black wax onto
your chest as I thrust into your ass."
"Yes, my Queen,"
Abrecan moaned into the rubber pressed against his lips. He shook
with frantic breaths as The Queen did nothing to him for several
moments. With delicious shock, his limbs fell flat when the cuffs
"Turn over," The Queen
Abrecan flipped onto his back.
He moaned when The Queen removed the mask. The moans turned into
whimpers when he looked up to see the black candle still in his
"Pull your knees to your
Abrecan grabbed behind his
knees. He gasped to see The Queen holding the candle over his cock.
"What do you want more? To
feel the pain of wax on your cock or to avoid it?" The Queen
brushed his thumb over the slit, smearing the pre-cum over Abrecan's
"Please wax, my Queen!"
Abrecan yanked his legs up to their commanded spot. Tears coursed
down his cheeks as The Queen slowly turned the black candle, an
elegant taper, until the first drop of wax fell away from the flame.
He gritted his teeth but the scream still escaped as the wax stung
where The Queen's thumb had just stroked.
With his empty hand, The Queen
pulled Abrecan close to him.
"Please, my Queen."
Abrecan looked from The Queen's face then down to his wonderful cock.
"I beg you to fuck me, my Queen."
"Good boy." The Queen
gathered some of Abrecan's pre-cum, dragging it down the shaft,
pushing it into his boy's asshole. "You want me to fuck you,
even though that will mean black wax on your chest?"
"Yes, please, my Queen."
The Queen squeezed Abrecan's
ass. Held held the head of his cock against the boy's asshole. He
held the candle above Abrecan's chest.
"Please. I beg you, my
Queen! Fuck my ass, my Queen! Cover me with the candle, fill me with
your cum, my Queen. Beg, my Queen. Beg!" Abrecan's forehead
"My sweet boy." The
candle tipped; The Queen thrust forward.
Abrecan roared in pleasure and
pain. The Queen's cock filled him in one sure stroke. The black wax
still poured over his heaving chest.
The Queen turned just enough to
place the candle in a holder. He grabbed Abrecan's hips with both
hands. "Could you tell I was in the room as Tommy prepared you
"I wondered... a few
times... my Queen." Abrecan gasped when The Queen thrust again.
The Queen's fingers pushed into
Abrecan. He started thrusting hard, abusing his boy's body.
Abrecan grunted. Have
The Queen grunted. "Fill my
Abrecan licked his lips as he
watched The Queen's face flush in pleasure.
"Yes, please, my Queen.
Fill my ass with your cum, my Queen. Please fill me, my Queen." The
Queen threw bask his head, groaning. He held Abrecan's body close,
his cock deep within his body. "Love you," he gasped, his
eyes squeezed shut. He pulled out of Abrecan and jumped to his feet.
"Use your hand to make you
come." The Queen grabbed his own cock, directing its softening
length at Abrecan's stomach.
Will you, my Queen?
Abrecan happily obeyed, his hand wrapping around his cock. He cried
as the first shot of The Queen's piss hit his skin.
Abrecan grunted, trembled. "My
Queen!" His cum joined The Queen’s piss covering his body. The
orgasm kept torturing him as the wetness covered him. The sensation
of his hand stroking continued as he grasped himself hard. "Love
you, my Queen. Thanks. Thank you, my Queen. Your slave, my Queen."
The Queen lay down beside
Abrecan. He pried the boy's hands from where they still held his
legs. He pulled his slave close.
"But you'll get dirty too,
my Queen," Abrecan weakly protested.
"No problem. I want to hold
you." The Queen showered Abrecan's face with kisses. "Love
my boy. We will shower in a moment, lover."
"Yes, my Queen." My strong, gorgeous Master. His fingers moved through The Queen's chest hair. He shuddered. How can you always make me feel so complete, my Queen? I love you.