Music Room
They slowly walk down the dark, gloomy hallway. The walls ringed of her heels. Each step, the click on the stone floor. They stopped at a large double oak door.
He reaches for the golden knobs and pulls the doors open. "Welcome to the Music Room." Her eyes taking the room in. Not just eyes taking in the beauty of the room, but her ears also.
The room was lit by candles. She surveyed the room. Wall sconces threw light at the shadows but were unable to penetrate all of the darkest. What can be seen is the deep heavy red drapes covering sections of the walls. Large metal candle operas are stationed at each of the corners of the thick area rug. There was a leather sofa in the center of the room with two large leather chairs. But the center point of the room is the large grand piano. It's the focal point for both ones vision and hearing.
Coming from it is a low sweet tune. The low repeating tune putting one almost into a trance. Wrapping you in a loving embrace.
As the sound washed over the room, the one playing the piano was more stunning. A naked blonde haired woman sat behind the ivory keys. High black heels covered her feet and led to a pair of black stockings hugged her shapely legs. These where cinched to the garter belt around her waist. Her beautiful large breast were exposed as she played. Her hair pulled high into a ponytail. This exposed the sleek black leather collar around her neck. She had matching one around her wrists and ankles. A leather cord was hanging from her ponytail.
That is not the only sight in the room. Laying on top of the piano was a naked woman. Her arms and legs pulled open in and X and tied to the piano. The only items on her well formed body was the hot pink collar around her neck and the same black leather cuffs the piano player was wearing.
But that is not the only thing covering her body. The well dressed man in black pants and a white button down shirt was dripping wax over her body.
The patterns of reds, blues and every other color made this woman into a piece of art. She is covered from her neck to her toes in the brilliant wax. He smiles as he a dark blood red candle and drips the wax onto her exposed nipples. She lets out a soft moan through her ball gag. Her head moves showing her long brown hair.
The man steps back and looks at his piece of art. He then turns and motions to Sir. His hand motion asking if he would like to join. Sir waved him no, go back to what you are doing. The Wax Man clapped and turned back to his two playmates.
With a clap of his hands the two woman looked to him. "Foreplay is over ladies," he said with a devilish smile. He wakes over to the side table next to the piano and grabbed a wand. "Siren, stand and push in the bench. Then knee on it with your legs open." The piano playing woman moved quickly to obey the Wax Man's order.
