The candles were nearly burned halfway by the time you walked through the door. I heard you mutter some stupid excuse, traffic or a little late work. You turned from the coat rack and saw me.
I was sitting at the dinner table, my hands behind my head and a cold look on my face. You stopped mumbling excuses and began with the apologies. Again I didn't listen.
You walked into the dinning room and got a good look around. The table was set with fine china and silver, candles burning in the dimmed room. A small bowl of salad and a plate of food sitting in your place. Chicken breast on a bed of linguini with a cream sauce. A bottle of white wine sitting in a bucket of ice. I was sitting at the head of the table, staring at you.
I stand up and walk over to you. I give you a small hug and guide you to your seat. 
"You're late."
"I'm sorry, but it couldn't be...", I stopped your mouth with my index finger.
"Shhhhhh...Sit and eat. Don't stop, no matter what I do to you."
"Yes sir."
I pull your seat out and help you down. I watch you pick up the fork and begin taking little bites. I smile and walk back to my chair. I move it away from the edge of the table and I climb under it.
You can feel my crawling towards you through the floor. My fingers slide between your thighs, spreading them. I lightly run the pads of my fingers up the perfect flesh of your leg. You moan slightly. I look up and see the fork in your hand, my hands push higher. 
I can feel the flimsy material of your panties on the tips of my fingers. I begin to rub your pubic mound with my palm as I gently bite your knee. I slide fingers under your panties and carefully begin to pull them down. Your hips pushing forward making them come off easier. Pulling them halfway down and letting them go, my fingers exploring between your thighs again. 
I kiss up your knee to your thigh. The muscles contract as my lips press to your skin. Again you moan, a little louder this time. And again I look up to see if your are still eating. I see the fork disappear into your mouth.
My hands come off your body, fingers wrapping in the thin cloth around your legs and with a quick jerk, they tear off. I push your knees farther apart. I then slide a shoulder between your knees, then the other. Spreading your legs wide, seeing the tender folds of your pussy for the first time tonight.
"Remember, no matter what, don't stop eating."
You nod as I gently place my fingertips on your pussy lips. I push them apart and slide further up your thigh. I look up at you as my tongue extends past my lips. The tip begins to lap at your wet slit. Long, slow strokes, my tongue teasing up and down. Getting to the top of the slit, I begin to circle your clit. Avoiding touching it, making smaller and smaller circles. Dropping my tongue down before I can touch the erect nub of flesh. Drinking your juices as they coat my tongue. Your moans getting louder and louder. Sinking my shoulders lower, lifting your feet off the ground.
The tip of my tongue circling your tight asshole. A quick, loud gasp as my tongue slides over the rim of your ass. Placing my thumb on your clit as I dip my tongue into your asshole. Stroking your clit as I dip my tongue into you. Just as I am about to make small thrusts I hear the fork hit the floor.
I pull away from you. I climb out from under the table and rising to my feet. I take your hand and lift you to your feet. Pulling you close to me, my lips hovering an inch from yours. I place my hands on your shoulders and turn you around.
"Bend over."
I watch as you place your incredible tits on the table, your ass high in the air. My fingers slide under your skirt, lifting it over your hips. Your ass exposed.
A loud smack fills the air as I bring my hand down on you. Hearing you gasp as I spank you again. Gently stroking your asshole as I deliver another slap. Your ass lifting higher as I stroke your ring. Moans slipping past your lips as I spank you again. Your ass turning a bright red. I take this as the sign to spank harder.
Harder and harder I spank. You ass turning a deeper and deeper red. My hand stinging as I deliver the last smack. 
I slide around behind you. Taking a hold of your hair and pulling your head back. Your back coming up to my chest, my lips coming to your neck. My hand reaching past you. A lit candle passes by you.
I lean back, your ass grinding into my pelvis. That's when the first splash of hot wax lands on your ass. It slowly drips down the curve of your asscheek. Another landing on the other cheek, slowly dripping down the crack of your ass. The warmth spreading over as I dribble the wax over your entire ass. Winces and gasps coming from you. I blow out the candle.
Reaching past you again. Taking a large piece of ice from the bucket. I slide it over your inflamed flesh. The wax going from hot to cold, the ice appeasing your skin. Water dripping down your thighs. 
"Turn around." And you do.
"Get on your knees." And you do.
"Take out my cock." And you do.
My cock throbbing in your hands. You begin to slowly stroke my shaft. I smile down at you. Your eyes lock onto mine.
I gasp loudly as you take me into your mouth. Your expert mouth teasing my cock-flesh. One hand on your head, the other on the table trying to steady myself. Making thrusts into your mouth, feeling the head of my cock stroking your tongue, your cheek, and your throat. I begin to get religious...
"Oh God.....Oh God.....Oh God....."
My fingers twist in your hair, pulling you up. My cock slides from your lips as you rise to your feet. We stand eye to eye, lust burning deeply behind mine. I lift you off the floor and throw you back onto the table. Pushing your legs apart, getting between them.
Placing the head of my cock on your pussy. With a hard thrust, I'm in you. Your pussy engulfing me. I groan as I feel you surround me. My head lolling back, as I begin to make small thrusts. My cock throbbing in you.
I begin to move faster and make my thrusts harder. The head of my cock brushing your cervix as my hands grip the blouse you are wearing. Tearing it open, and gripping your bra. Ripping it off, your breasts shaking as they spring free. 
Palming your breasts, thrusting fast. My thumbs pinching your nipples, my cock pounding into you. Our sweaty bodies meshing into one. 
Stopping. Pulling my cock from you, leaving you open and empty. I pull you closer to the edge of the table. Biting my lip, placing my cockhead agiant your tight asshole.
"Yes or no?" I ask.
"Yes"
And with that and a slow, driving thrust I am once again in you. Your ass gripping my cock hard. I begin to make thrusts as I take your hands in mine. I guide them to your pussy. Your fingers stroking your clit as I thrust. Moaning getting louder and louder.
I watch your face as your orgasm builds. Clenching my jaw, fighting my own back. Your muscles getting tight, my eyes closing. Your body begins to buck as the waves of pleaasure explode from you, my cock exploding in you. Warm fluid gushes from your pussy as I pull my cock from your ass. Warm surges of semen spray onto your tummy as I stroke my erection. I collapse back and you collapse onto the table.
"You're forgiven."