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Mateo licked his lips, trying to dispel the nerves from his belly. He couldn't be nervous. He'd kept his hands from trembling as he locked the cage around Nick's cock. He'd keep them from trembling now. "Are you ready for this, lobito?" he asked, running one hand through Nick's hair as they waited to be called.

Nick held in a deep breath while Mateo put the cage on him, only letting it out once he was finished and fully dressed again. "Yes, Sir," he said, leaning into the touch. He heard their names called and linked his hand into Mateo's, giving it a little squeeze. "Listo también?"

Mateo nodded, squeezing Nick's fingers. He led Nick out onstage, turning to look towards the headmasters. "Good afternoon, Sir and Miss. Thank you for taking the time to see us." He turned to Nick then, squeezing his hand. "Tell me your safeword, please. Then I want you to take your shirt off and kneel for me while I get things prepared."

Nick walked out with Mateo and stayed silent while he spoke, grateful that he was taking care of everything. "Yes, Sir," he said, returning the squeeze. "Yellow to pause and Red to stop." He tugged his shirt over his head and folded it before setting it on the ground a few feet away. Returning to Mateo, he knelt down, resting his hands lightly on his thighs, and bowed his head slightly while he waited.

Mateo nodded to acknowledge his safe words, then moved to light the candles he'd brought so the wax could melt. He then took up the rope and small bowl of ice, kneeling down behind Nick. "I'm going to tie your wrists now, Nick. Once your wrists are tied, I want you to close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you otherwise. Is that understood?"

Nick kept his head bowed in front of him, figuring that the headmasters would like that, and he inclined his head just a bit more in a semblance of a nod. "Yes, Sir," he said. "Understood." He brought his hands behind his body and held them there for Mateo to take.

Mateo gently pressed between Nick's shoulders, urging him to straighten up a little bit. Then he tied his wrists in a simple but firm knot, sliding his hands up Nick's arms once he was done. "Close your eyes. We're going to begin with the ice."

Nick straightened his back when he felt Mateo's encouragement and felt a bit of relief once his wrists were tied. This was familiar. Mateo had him, and he was safe. "Yes, Sir." Closing his eyes, he realized it would be easy to forget that anyone else was there, and he'd be able to just focus on Mateo and what he was doing to him.

Mateo shifted to kneel beside Nick instead of behind him, so he could see if his eyes opened or not. He trusted Nick to keep them closed - the position was mostly for show. Taking the first ice cube, Mateo started with his chest, just as he'd done before, letting drips slide along his nipples.

Nick could hear and sense Mateo around him, but it still came as a shock when the ice pressed against his chest. He gasped out and consciously screwed his eyes shut further as a reminder to himself not to open them until he was given permission.

Mateo hushed him softly, slowly drawing the cube over his chest. Once the first piece melted, Mateo touched Nick's cheek with his cold fingers. "Good boy. Two more," he said before beginning with the second piece, this one lower across his belly.

Nick shivered a few times as the ice melted over his torso, and he was really grateful that Mateo had agreed to the cock cage. Even though his body was trying to embarrass him, it wasn't obvious to anyone but him. He pulled in a sharp breath when he felt the Dom's hand against his face, and he smiled a moment later. "Thank you, Sir."

Mateo stroked the melting piece over Nick's stomach, watching as the water slid along the definition there. He stroked his fingers over wet skin once the second piece finished, spreading the chilly moisture over his skin. "One more, Nick. Keep breathing," he murmured, beginning this one lower still, teasing it over his hips.

Nick nodded at the instruction. "Yes, Sir." He was glad for the reminder, and he took in a deep breath, though it shuttered on its way out with how cold his body was where Mateo was melting the ice, so close to his caged cock.

Mateo couldn't help but smirk a little at the shuddered breath, happy that Nick was obeying so far. Slowly he slid the cube along the waist of Nick's pants, then up his side, the ice finally melting completely over his ribs. "Color?" he asked softly, wanting to make sure Nick was doing fine before moving on.

Nick whimpered as the cold seemed to seep into his body, focusing as best he could on breathing in and out and keeping the breaths as even as possible. "Green, Sir," he said, fighting the urge to open his eyes again.

Mateo patted his shoulder lightly. "Good boy." Twisting, he took one of the candles, once more testing it on himself to make sure it wasn't overly hot. Then he touched Nick's shoulder with his free hand, bringing the candle close for the sub to feel the heat. "Breathe," he whispered, dripping the wax onto Nick's chest.

Nick grinned at the praise. "Thank you, Sir," he said. Since he knew what was coming, he tensed when he felt Mateo's hand on his shoulder, but he relaxed once he realized it wasn't a giant glob of wax. As he was pulling in a deep breath, the hot liquid landed on his skin, and he let out a low moan, his head falling backward a little to make it easier for the Dom to get the wax where he wanted it to go.

Mateo licked his lips as he carefully let the wax fall on Nick's skin. After a moment he had to set it aside, letting more wax gather, his palms skimming over the sub's arms to help him relax.

Nick couldn't stop the little sounds he made as the wax kept landing on his skin. It was hot, and the cage around him was quickly starting to grow more frustrating than useful. His breathing was shaking when he felt Mateo grab his arms, rubbing them soothingly, and he focused on getting his breathing under control again. "Thank you, Sir," he murmured once he was feeling a little more in control of himself.

Mateo nodded and rubbed at his shoulders. "Good boy. Breathe and relax. You're doing very well," he said softly. He took up the candle again, gently pressing on Nick's chest to ease him back further, giving him a better plane to drip the wax on.

Nick breathed in and gave a little nod. "Thank you, Sir," he said again as he bent backward some, pushing his hips upward. He dropped his shoulders and tried to give Mateo as flat a surface as possible for the wax.

Mateo continued to paint the wax over Nick's skin, drawing random patterns on his chest and down over his ribs. He paused again to let more wax gather, gently scraping some of the dried stuff off while he waited, teasing fingers over the irritated skin.

Nick didn't know what felt better: the wax on his chilled skin or the sharpness of Mateo's fingernail. He groaned throughout the whole process, his fingers interlocking with one another to give him the chance to hold onto something.

Mateo smirked lightly, rubbing once more over the pink patch of skin. "Three more lines of wax," he murmured. Grabbing the candle again, he dripped these lower, liking the way Nick's stomach jumped under the sensation.

Nick tensed the muscles of his abdomen when the wax started to land there and still tried to focus on his breathing, simply letting the wax land. A few more soft moans escaped his lips at the strange warmth against his sensitive belly.

Mateo took his time with the last line, letting the wax drip out as slow as he could manage. But when it ran out, he set the candle aside, blowing out the flame. "Keep your eyes closed," he said softly, starting to scrape the wax from Nick's chest and stomach.

Nick began to relax when the wax finally stopped, and he licked his lips at the instruction. "Yes, Sir," he said, whimpering softly at the sharp press of fingernails against his already overworked skin.

Mateo carefully eased the wax from Nick's skin, rubbing over the pink patches with careful fingers. Once the wax was cleaned from his skin, he reached around, untying the rope from Nick's wrists and rubbing his hands to ensure bloodflow hadn't been cut off. Then, he cupped a hand under Nick's chin, thumb rubbing his cheek. "You may open your eyes now, Nick. You did very well for me," he said soothingly.

Nick stayed as still as he could while Mateo removed the wax from his body. It started to feel less rough as time went on, and he was surprised with how quickly it was finished. It seemed like there had to have been much more wax than that to begin with. He smiled as his wrists were untied and continued smiling as he blinked his eyes open. "Thank you, Sir," he said again, and he meant it. He blushed softly as he noticed the headmasters watching them.

Mateo tutted and tightened his grip on Nick's jaw. "Focus on me," he chided gently. "Put your shirt back on, and we'll go put some aloe on your chest and watch a movie together. Sound good?" He kept his voice soft, but loud enough to carry so the aftercare plan was obvious.

Nick drew his attention back to Mateo when he was ordered to and he nodded as much as he could with the Dom still holding him. "Yes, Sir," he said quietly. "That sounds perfect."

Mateo smiled at him, stroking his cheek once more before letting go of Nick's chin. Getting to his feet, he gathered up the things he brought, then turned to acknowledge the heads once more. "Thank you again for your time, Miss and Sir."

Nate: Once in the room, Nate explained that he'd spent the night before edging Davina to keep her completely on edge. He had her strip and laid her down on the table, laying on her back and stretching her arms and legs apart. He cuffed her to the table like that and display a variety of toys he'd be using. He got an hitachi and placed it on her pussy, binding it to her thigh with a rope so that it stayed pressed in place. "Ya doin' alright?" he asked, looking over Davina's face before turning the vibrator on low. He then picked up a crop and slowly ran it up and down her torso. "Ya will ask permission to cum. Ya will not cum until you're given that permission, understood?"

Davina still thought this was a little weird, considering their mixed past, but this was less about Stella and more about actually doing well in school, something that Davina liked to do, even if it was more about appeasing her father She was definitely horny and was in a more submissive mindset than she usually ever was. She followed his instructions and soon was laying down, spread eagle and it was actually a little exciting, if she was being honest. "Yes, Sir." She replied, giving a little nod of her head, when he asked if she was doing alright. She was breathing harder than normal as the vibrator was on and the crop was moving over her skin, the sense of anticipation making her body tense. "I understand, Sir." She managed to say in a clear voice, her eyes following him.

Nate continued to run the cool leather of the crop over her body, and with a quick flick of his rest, he slapped it against the milky white skin of her stomach. He looked up towards her face, eyeing it up before flicking it against her again, watching the skin pinken just slightly against the skin.

Davina flinched as the crop was brought down against her body. SHe didn't know if she actually like it or if it was being edged so many times that made her brain conditioned to liking it. She flinched again, but not as badly as a moan escaped her, the vibrations on top of being on edge driving her.

Nate smiled at her reactions, flicking the crop against the top of her breast, right over her nipple. He gauged her reaction before repeating the same on the other nipple. "Tell me how ya feel, pet," he ordered, smooth and calm in voice.

Davina took a deep breathe, letting it out slowly as she felt herself arching to the crop coming down over her nipples as she tried to think of an answer that wasn't just 'I don't know. "I want to come and I think I like the crop, but I don't know. What if I only like it because I want to come?" She said, her mind racing and she wasn't sure if it was even supposed to be. She let out a low moan as her hips began moving .

Nate listened as the girl spoke. "Do ya think if I took the vibrator off, you would still want to cum?" he asked, two more quick slaps against each of her nipples, slightly harder.

Davina took a moment to think, part of her senses definitely stunted by her need to come right now and the crop making her moan. The pain was flush and the heat it left behind was more than pleasure. "Yes, Sir." She replied, honestly.

Nate nodded and reached over to turn the vibrator off. He picked up a flogger and exchanged the crop for it. "Tell me how this feels, pet," he said, twisting his wrist and allowing the leather straps to rain over her body. Then he did it again, and again, to a total of 5, each one slightly harder than the last. "Such a pretty look on ya," he cooed, running his fingers softly over his new masterpiece. "How bad do ya wanna cum now?"

Davina didn't want him to actually turn it off, but her green eyes were following him as he moved and picked up another one of the toys he brought with him. She waited for the sensation over her skin, trying to adjust to how different it felt from the crop. Instead of one area impacted, it was multiple at the same time. "Different." She mumbled the first time, not sure if she liked it, but as they got harder, and her skin heated up that much quicker. "It's more, heavier, Sir. It's..it makes my skin warmer." She glanced down to see her how pink her normally smooth creamy skin was right now. "Bad, I'm still dripping wet, Sir."

Nate listened to her answers, looking over her body to make sure everything was still okay and there wasn't any broken skin or anything to worry about. "Different good?" he asked, watching her face after all the strikes. "Because your body definitely looks like ya enjoyin' it," he smirked. He struck Davina again, decently hard over her pelvis, her stomach and her chest. "Tell me how this one is," he said before striking between her legs, less intense than the most recent ones, however enough to be noticeable.

Davina nodded her head as he asked before confirming his words with her own. "Different good, Sir. I like it." She admitted, even though there was still a part of her that didn't know exactly what that meant in her world. She opened her mouth to ask him what he meant by there, but the flogger was against her skin again, the heat going straight to him core and making her even wetter. The noise that escaped her lips was different than what she was used to hearing from herself. When he struck her between her legs, she felt her hips bucking into the strike, the pain radiating only for a moment before turning into an intense pleasure. "It feels really good Sir. For a moment it hurts but then it's really pleasurable. I still want to come, Sir." Her voice turned into a whine at the last part.

Nate watched as Davina's body reacted, bringing a smile to his lips as he saw how sensual and erotic the whole scene looked. "Ya wanna cum?" he asked, another slap against her core, "How bad?" he asked, with another strike.

Davina couldn't help the moan that came from her mouth as she felt another strike against her core, her skin heated up and her core dripping from the impact."Pretty please." She answered, hearing the pleading in her own voice. She gave a little choked noise as he asked how bad, another slap against her. "So bad Sir. I want to come for you more than I want anything else right now. Please let me come."

Nate could see that Davina was becoming very excited by not only the flogger, but by where Nate was hitting her with it. The cutesy please made him smile, but it wasn't going to be good enough so he gave another spank between her legs before moving the flogger across her erect nipples again. "Ya can do better than that," he egged on, just in time to hear her tell him just about bad she wanted it. He thought for a moment, slapping the flogger over her chests. "Depends, would ya cum with my cock down ya throat?" he asked, taking a total leap at pushing her just a little farther.

Davina had only needed a little encouragement to be more vocal, not entirely sure it would give her what she wanted, but she was more than willing to try. Another whine left her pink lips as he kept spanking her skin with the flogger, the sensations taking over everything for her. At his words, she bit her bottom lip for a moment, hesitating. Because it was still her sister's ex but at the same time... "Really good, Sir." She said in a small voice.

Nate was surprised Davina went a long with it but hummed to himself in excitement. He pulled his zipper down and released his cock through the opening. "Turn your head," he nearly barked and slapped her breasts again with the flogged, "open your mouth," he said, placing his cock between her lips.

Davina found herself immediately turning her head when he ordered her to, feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins. In the moment, her only thought was about the presentation. Her back arched into the slaps against her skin and her lips parted eagerly taking him inside her mouth, her tongue lapping over the head of his cock.

Nate moaned, "There's a good girl," hummed off his lips as Davina got started, her tongue lapping over his cock hungrily. Nate slapped the flogger hard across her stomach, "Harder, pet. Make me cum."

Davina didn't think that she needed to be distracted by how make she wanted to come, but his cock in her mouth was welcomed. She moaned around his as the flogger hit her stomach and she began bobbing her head as best she could, each time taking more and more of him as she worked hard to make him come.

Nate moaned in unison with Davina as he felt the vibration of her lips on his cock. "Good girl," he encouraged, along with the flogger against her skin again. After a few moment, Nate felt his climax coming on and grunted heavily as he pulled himself out of her mouth, "Keep it open," he groaned, pumping his throbbing member as his seed spraying in thick ropes into her mouth and against her lips and chin. "Good girl," he groaned as he finished, panting heavily. He gave her another good whack of the flogger over her pussy, "Does my good girl wanna cum now?"

Davina always did like pleasing others like this and she felt a sense of pride rush through her as he moaned. Her mouth worked quickly, sucking his cock eagerly, wanting to make him come because of her. It didn't take long before he was pulling out and making a mess with his cum on her face, her tongue tasting it. She moaned loudly as he hit her pussy again, a whine quickly falling from her lips. "Pretty please, Sir. I want to come for you so badly."

Nate smiled down at her softly and reached over to turn the hitachi back on it's high speed. "Alright, good girl. Ya earned it, cum nice and hard for me," he encouraged, his fingers going up and down her naked body as the vibrator shook through it.

Davina didn't need much encouragement after being on edge for so long and her body having been thoroughly worked over during their presentation. It felt like the moment the vibrator was back on, her body was coming and her body was shaking even harder as it rang through it. She couldn't help the moaning that came out her mouth and the feeling of coming /for/ someone.

Nate watched Davina, taking a moment to appreciate how her body reacted to the pent up need starting to convulse out. It was no time at all before Davina came, nice and hard just like he asked. "Good girl," he hummed, "Such a good girl," he said, waiting for her body to calm before turning the vibrator off. "Ya did so well for me, darlin'," he said with a smile, untying the toy, then untying the girl. He held out his hand, "let me help ya up, darlin'," he said, making sure she took it slow and was able to find her balance as she came off the table. "How are ya feelin?" he asked.