Tag Archives: candle wax on skin



I am watching

the wax

trickling slowly

down the shaft

of this candle

and imagining it


on your skin.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new but I am thinking it. You might be interested in a much earlier post I wrote here

Photography is taken from the internet. Source unknown. If yours please advise and I will remove or credit.


Posted by on December 2, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life


Tags: , , , , , , , ,

On skin

She hears the strike of the match. 

It hisses as it flares.  Pungent, acrid, dangerous. 

She tests her bindings, flexing against them.  She is a stretched in a wide X, face up on the stripped-back brass bed. Her ankles and wrists have been secured to the frame.  A blindfold has removed her sight.

She is in fear.  She is in love.  She is naked. 

He is close to her.  She can feel his presence as if touching.  She senses the application of flame to wick.  Her muscles tense.  A low moan escapes her throat.  She does not know if it is in protest or arousal. 

She can barely breathe as she awaits the first molten drop to splash onto her proud breasts and urgent nipples.

Candle wax on skin.


Posted by on April 16, 2012 in D/s, Erotica, Lovers Past


Tags: , , , , , , , , ,