Yesterday I pulled out some nice long blue candles andlit them.  I got on my knees, naked infront of my coffee table in my living room. I slowly covered my tits indripping hot wax. My tits burned with each drop, then slowly cooled. My handswere burnt by the hot wax too but It hurt more on my tits. I completely coatedmy tits this way, using most of the first two candles. Then I held the candleup to my left nipple. Oh God it burned. I was able to count to three before It became too unbearable and I hadto remove the candle. It hurt so bad, I wanted to run and douse it in water butI couldn’t Master, I still had work to do. So I held the candle up to my rightnipple. This time I almost made it to four before I had to remove thecandle.  I wanted to douse my tits incold water but I knew you would be unhappy with me if I did that, so I lay downon the couch and cried. They burned for hours, Master, and I just laid thereweeping. Now they’re blistered and they chafe against my bra. Every step I takemakes my tits scream in pain but won’t bandage them, my Master would bedispleased.