15 Jun

hot wax play

Pizza.  I would imagine that if asked what does sub like most (after Mistress), you’d say Pizza. Well, you’d be wrong.  The thing I love, absolutely adore above anything else is a spot of hot wax play.

 

You see, it just incorporates so many facets of BDSM play that it is so incredibly good.  Firstly, it requires submission – to submit to Mistress so she might splash the wax on me.  It involves restraint; OK, it doesn’t need to, but it’s so much better if it does.  It involves anticipation, oh my, the wait for the splash, it is oh so incredible.  It can be arty, it can be conformist or it can be radical and haphazard. And, perhaps most importantly for me, it involves sensation.

 

Oh yes, that sensation.  I have not yet experienced something quite as satisfying as the sensation of hot wax.

Hot wax play usually starts with the cuffs to our underbed restraint system being sourced from within the large Bondage Box.  You’ll be familiar with the effects this type of early indictor has on me.  It doesn’t always mean that hot wax play is on the cards, but boy do I hope it is.

One thing you really should have picked up from all my writing so far and key to any bondage scenario is anticipation.  The mind is such a powerful instrument that you’d be foolish not to try and engage it in your play.

By laying out the cuffs, or asking me to get the cuffs, Mistress is switching on that part of my mind, she’s getting me ready; turning on my psychological switch.  Something she does so well, and without effort, but then I so want her to press it, again and again, and again…

 

I, of course, do as I am asked.

 

I am like an excited child, almost bouncing off the walls, hanging off of every word Mistress says, every time she clears her throat my attention immediately focusses on her, waiting for the nod.  She knows this very well, and has me running stupid errands in the interim; fetch her slippers, get a glass of water, check the door is locked.  Just say it’s time already!!!

 

When finally, it is time, I just want to bound upstairs and get into the restraints already.  However, I have to wait, of course I have to wait; can you hear the inner me screaming?  Mistress makes me follow her upstairs, she goes slowly, deliberately exaggerating the swing the steps give hips.  If I’m extra lucky, she’ll have some lingerie on, and I’ll get a glimpse of her lovely derriere, or her shapely legs.

 

Mistress waits at the stop of the stairs for me, and as I reach the top she pushes me in front, hand central to my shoulder blades she pushes me further, into the bedroom.  This is a well-rehearsed routine and I know when to stop; as she removes her hand from my back, and makes her way to the dresser.  The drawers of the dresser house, among other things a few packs of candles and a lighter.

We keep our bondage candles along with our regular candles, primarily so prying eyes of small people are none-the-wiser.  However, you should be careful not to confuse the two, since even though hot wax play candles are hotter than massage candles, they are cooler than your typical wax candle – the difference is stark and using the wrong one is not something I would advise for fear of real scalding.

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Mistress lights the candles, usually 2, but sometimes more, and always more than 1.  All the candles we’ve used from various brands have a flat bottom, meaning they can stand up, but the flat bottom isn’t necessarily horizontal, so you might want to consider a candelabra of some sort.

 

Whilst the candles are burning, Mistress makes me strip and manoeuvres me onto the bed, and into the underbed restraint system.   The system straps round your mattress and basically uses your own weight to restrict your movement.  It’s pretty effective, although it does allow movement depending upon the flexibility of your mattress.

 

I lay, spread-eagled on the bed, naked except for the cuffs adorning my ankles and wrists.  My eyes are following Mistress, as she makes herself busy looking for a few other things, she goes to the cupboard where we keep the kit.  She returns with a blindfold, and thus endeth the use of one of my senses.

 

In my blinded state, my ears pick up on the fact that Mistress has returned to the cupboard, and a few more seconds of rummaging are followed by a click.  I lie naked on the bed, my body flinching at invisible stimuli; this is quite normal for me, and is all part of my relaxation.  Mistress knows this and I feel the bed move slightly as she rests on it whilst waiting.

I don’t know about you, but I find when blindfolded that my sense of time is just awful.   So, it could have been 1 few seconds or quite a few seconds later that my relaxation was interrupted by the warmth of Mistress breath on my neck.  “Shall we begin?”.

 

In situations like this my throat just instantly seizes up, and all I can even do is croak agreement.  It’s highly frustrating.

 

 

I feel Mistress’ warm hand flat on my chest, she strokes it a little, and suddenly there’s a mass sensation on my legs, and I realise she’s gently flogging me.  This continues for a short while, a mixture of soft caressing swishes and sharper lashes; I know what she’s doing she turning my senses on; getting those nerve endings piqued.  I manage to remain my patient self and wait for Mistress to do what she does.

 

 

Eventually my patience is rewarded, as a single splatter from a candle is flicked onto my chest.  The initial shock makes me gasp, and my reflex is to move away from it.  It’s always the same; the brain tries to remember how intense the initial sensation is, but it’s just beyond comprehension, so the brain can’t and each and every time the wax catches you.  It doesn’t matter if you’re blind folded or not, the wax always wins, the sensations are just incredible.

 

That first sting, because that’s the best way to describe it, it’s over too soon, and I soon want more.  My brain soon forgets what it felt like, but Mistress makes me wait, she utilises the flogger again, and then the heat returns.  The second time I am more ready for it, more ready to receive the sensation, to take it, play with along my nerve endings, through my spinal cord and into my brain.  With training and practice I can almost feel the electric signals in my communicating with each other, the sensation making its way to my grey matter, for processing.  With this practice comes a sense of peace, and I am able to enjoy the single splatters, soaking them up and enjoying the heat and the sharp and the sting.  I may not have full control over my physical reaction to them but by the 4th or 5th individual spatter, I have found my way into that zone, where my body is merely a conduit for the sensations to reach my brain, the part of me that desires those sensations so much.

 

Mistress takes this calm as the sign she can move on, which she does at her leisure, sometimes it might be straight away, other times she’ll make me wait, and continue the single splatters.

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What is next?  I’m not entirely sure she knows, and to be frank, I’m not particularly fussed, I just want the next.

The thing with the chest is that the nerve endings aren’t especially plentiful, and those that are there aren’t really designed for pleasure sensing.  The next test from Mistress is a widening of the spatter, the sting on the torso area is a little more intense than on the chest, not sure why, I’d imagine It would be very similar, but I seem to get more of a sensation.

Then she spreads out on to the arms, the thighs, these places are surprisingly sensitive, and she absolutely adores the gasps and grunts that the wax elicits from my lips.  No matter how many times I have wax dripped my thigh I just cannot control the urge to pull my leg away.  I can’t though, the underbed restraint system prevents me from doing so.

 

I don’t know how she manages the wax output from the candles, all I know is she is master of the wait, and there seems to be an endless supply of hot wax when she wants it regardless of how many hot wax play candles she has burning.

 

She increases the number of hot wax play candles she using, so she can drip the wax on more than one area of my body, increasing those sensations, getting my neurons pulsing, the brain racing.  She’ll flick the candles so that the drips scatter across me in quick succession, each one creating a new heat, a new pulse, a new sensation for my brain to deal with.  The sensations overlap, the heat on top of heat – my brain can’t figure out if that’s wax or if she’s hit me with a cane, or if I’m even breathing. So much.  Too much.  No never too much, I just want more.  She knows this, and sometimes she’ll abate, and make me wait, others not so, and the wax keeps on pouring until my body is just rocking, well I think it’s rocking, it might just be my senses working overtime.

 

And then she’ll move onto the holy grail, the really sensitive parts, the feet, the neck, inner elbow, genitalia.  This is the genius of hot wax play, just when you think your senses are blown, it notches up another level.  Nothing prepares you for how intense a hot wax drip on your balls is; this truly is the peak of sensory hot wax play.  But Mistress being Mistress, she teases me with it; drip some wax on my feet, my legs, working her way up my body, the top of my thighs, just above my pubic bone, and then carry on up.  She makes me wait, well it’s kinda like waiting, the senses are buzzing, the heart rate is raised, the breathing is quickened; milliseconds can seem like minutes.  Each drip, each flick of wax, each multi-splatter just increasing the sensory overload.  The sensations come so thick and fast my overwhelmed brain starts believing Mistress must be an octopus, it’s just relentless, sensation after sensation ping ping ping ping, just again and again.  Some level low intensity, on the chest, the legs, some medium ones, further up the legs, the arms, then occasionally, the foot, the neck, the balls.  And sometimes, just sometimes, she’ll send a massive arc of hot wax that gets me all over, a hundred or more sparks of heat.  Neurons firing here there everywhere, this time my body really is twitching.

 

And breathe…

 

She doesn’t always go down the balls route – this is of course her prerogative, and if every playtime was the same, well then it’d get predictable.  Actually, you know what?  I don’t think hot wax play would ever get boring.  It is the closest I can get to true utopia, to actually letting go, my brain giving up and just being; just breathing and feeling.

 

 

And the then there’s the comedown.  After such exhilaration, I’m quite knackered, which suits us fine, as Mistress loves picking the wax from my body, especially the hairy bits.  That’s a sensation of another kind…

 

Curious?   Want to try hot wax play?  As luck has it, I’m giving a set of candles away in my sense-ational summer. COMPETITION CLOSED

Alternatively, you can buy a 3 pack atLovehoney
 

10 thoughts on “hot wax play

  1. Hey Sub, fantastic post, such a thrill to read, sensual and educational.

    I love the idea of wax play and have the same candles (I think) as you have here. On their first outing I burnt Chris with the wax, he still has a scar now (5 months later) and I’m kinda guilt ridden.

    Have you ever been actually ‘burnt’ by wax, or did I make a really rookie mistake? I’m unsure of the correct distance to hold the candle away from the body, but it was at least a foot away when it happened.

    Any advice would be much appreciated. I’d love to find the confidence to give it another go, especially after reading this!

    Echo 🙂

    • Hi Echo, thanks for your question 🙂

      It’s true and perhaps something I should add to the post that the closer to the body you drip from, the more intense the heat side of the sensation.
      To answer your question, No, I’ve never been actually burnt/scalded. I suppose there’s a very small chance you have a defective candle, but maybe Chris’ skin is extra sensitive? I’d definitely recommend trying again, but from a greater height; there isn’t a right or wrong distance, just more or less intensity. Be under no illusion though, the first few drips are proper proper intense. Maybe give some thought as to where to drip nd go for areas where the skin is thick. I can’t ever remember M dripping wax on my hands, but the skin there is really thick, so maybe that’s a good place to start (I’m just thinking in type here). The other thing to consider is to “flick”, you can be a metre plus away with a flick, and still hit Chris, but there’s plenty of time in the air for the wax to cool. We have a PVC sheet we use with wax play as we inevitably end up getting it everywhere, and the wax just brushes off of that.

      good luck – let us know how the next time goes
      sub

  2. WOW! This totally sums up wax play for me too… To get to the point of total freedom is so exhilarating. I love the depth of your writing – another excellent post subby!
    Scorps xx

  3. Hot wax play is always something that has kind of fascinated and confused me a little in porn. It can look pretty hot but at the same time after I question how turned on the dried wax will make me. I’ve been curious about trying it and seeing how it feels both done to me and a partner. Thanks for the info! I can’t wait to test it out.

  4. When I’ve seen hot wax used in porn I’ve always been a little fascinated. Never super turned on but curious I would say. I have been thinking about trying it but never had the info or really had enough desire to go find suitable wax and learn how to. Thanks for the guide. I’m excited to try it out.

    Can’t wait to get more info from you and learn more about bondage! Thanks!

  5. Hey sub,
    I like reading your posts as it explains a side of sexuality I am not familiar with.
    I’ve been a bit curious about wax play and I was very happy to see there was a pack of candles in the lovehoney bondage bundle I’ve gotten recently.
    Reading this post scares me a bit though.

    Do you have any advice for a beginner? I have never even tried massage candles (maybe I should try this first?. Does increasing the distance makes a big difference and the temperature or does it only provides a little adjustment?

    Thanks a lot

    • Hi Mamz,
      thanks for taking the time to comment. Hot Wax play won’t give you any more sensations than a crop or cane, and yes the further away you drip, the cooler the wax on impact, as the droplets are quite small, it really is noticeably cooler.
      You can by all means start with massage candles, but they really are not comparable – massage candles are little more than akin to a warm hand.
      The real intense sensations from hot wax come from unrelenting drips, so my advice for first time would be to take it easy, single drops from height, and work onwards from there – communication is the buzz word!
      sub

  6. This sounds so nice!! (“hot”, hah) I wish I could talk to your M about her technique, she sounds excellent and I need tips… Guess I’ll have to learn by doing >:)

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