madeline glass

I lit the candle as a joke, actually.

If you know me, you know how much I like the hot wax play (none as much as the extreme and awesome time I had with Lolita on my birthday back in February). I like the feeling of being captive by my wax wielder, prevented from escaping the drips and splats and raining ooze of melted wax. How it runs down my sides, into the hollow of my throat, and liquidly pours itself into the folds of my labia. The way it feels when layer upon layer of wax piles up, holding my body’s heat, keeping me still. I like the feeling of peeling the hardened wax from my body once it’s over; the way the cool air feels light and feathery on my skin, which feels like it’s just been born.

The thing about soy wax is that it melts at a lower temperature than paraffin, making the ladles of wax from Lolita’s fondue pot and paraffin candles much hotter and more likely to burn if she hadn’t known what she was doing. Soy wax can be poured/dripped/drizzled with much less concern (making the wax play, in my mind, far less fun and interesting), and can be massaged into the skin, making it nice for sensual massages, if you’re into that sort of thing.

So, when a recent package from Babeland was revealed to contain a small square box holding a Mojito Peppermint soy wax candle and a tiny box of +/- matches, the most I could muster was, “Aw, that’s so cute.” [click to continue…]

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