Allow Helga to tie you up

Heavy-lidded, a bit drunk and oozing with relaxation, you decide you want to find out what this wax treatment involves. You stretch your arms above your head so that your back is arched and your breasts are lifted. You smile up at Helga and cross your wrists and ankles.

"Good girl," she says. She ties your wrists first, tight enough that when she cinches the silk you exclaim with surprise. "You'll be fine," she says, without loosening them at all. She quickly does the same with your ankles.

"Try to escape," she says, admiring here work. You do and there is no way. You are securely tied and completely at the older woman's mercy.

Helga wastes no time. She sets up a series of candles on the table beside the bed and lights each with a match. You feel a flutter of excitement watching each candle begin to glow. She smiles back at you, a cold, almost cruel sort of smile. You swallow your nerves.

"Every so often," Helga picks up the first candle she lit, a red one, and brings it over to your bedside, "a beautiful, young woman mysteriously arrives in our village. They often come to this very tavern."

She extends the candle over your chest and tilts it at an angle. Hot wax drips out and spatters across your breasts. You cry out with pain, biting your lower lip to try to stifle the cry. Writhing as much as your bonds allow beneath the scalding droplets of wax. The pale mounds of your breasts are decorated with cooling splotches of red wax. Much of it has gathered between your breasts, forming a crust of wax that continues to radiate heat against your skin.

"These women," Helga finish dripping the wax and walks over to retrieve another candle. "Are very flirtatious. Many of them take a liking to my husband. I can't blame them, he is so strapping and handsome."

Well, strapping at least, you're not sure you would call Olaf handsome, but you do not correct her as she hold a larger, black candle above your belly. She begins dripping the candle, at first only sharp flashes of pain, but she moves her hand lower as she continues speaking and the falling drops have less time to cool.

"These are bad girls. They want to be fucked. They crave my husband's cock. I can't count how many times I have caught him in the act. It makes me so very angry." The candle is nearly touching your tummy by the time she finishes and the wax that pours out makes tears spring to your eyes. You moan in pain.

"Please," you beg. "Please, stop. I'm not like those girls."

Helga laughs and retrieves the third candle, a fat, white candle that burns with two wicks. Instead of stepping behind you she steps to the foot of the bed. As she leans over you her breasts test the absolute limit of her chamisole.

"Admit it," she says, looking at you with a fiendish expression. "Admit you wanted to fuck Olaf and I might take mercy."

"No," you cry, "it's not--"

Pain explodes against your vulva as Helga begins pouring the candle - hottest of all - over your exposed quim. The burning wax seeps into your tender slit and pours into every fold as the sadistic wench punishes you for something you never even did. You sob from the excrutiating pain and writhe, your big breasts swaying so much that they shed hunks of red wax. At last, Helga stops, lifting the candle from your tortured twat. She returns it to the table and comes over beside your head. The pain is still throbbing as the heat slowly ebbs from the wax.

"No more," you sob to her. Helga strokes your face.

"No more," she promises. "Of the candles."

She slides the chamisole up her thick thighs and over her hips, revealing her slit covered with blond fur. She pulls the chamisole up over her head, revealing her full body to you. She is pale and plump, her stomach rolled once and swaying from side to side, but her fat is offset by her wide hips and enormous breasts, the biggest you've seen. They hang with middle age and are tipped with light brown areolas and fat nipples that are hard as bullets.

"I am going to give you another chance," she says. "Admit you are a bad girl. Admit you are a bad girl and you wanted to fuck my husband and I will show mercy and give you a chance to apologize to me. Continue your lies and this will only get worse."