Rider
Rider continued to fidget uncomfortably and moan as her captor continued to place cubes of the cold ice all over her body, replacing each one as it slipped off to ensure that the torment continued without a break. Gradually, her skin cooled, the thoroughly-unpleasant feeling nevertheless causing her arousal to grow. Finally, when her skin was cold all over and she was beginning to shiver reflexively, her captor walked back over to her and began to trace his warm hand along her body, spikes of pleasure running through Rider from his touch.
"My my", he said as he pushed the remaining ice away, "I suppose that will have cooled you down, no? What will we do next I wonder..."
Rider hung there for a few moments, her anticipation growing and feeding her arousal, before her captor returned with a lit candle in his hand. Knowing what he intended, Rider's arousal grew once more as she anticipated the pain that was to come.
"Ah, but it wouldn't be comfortable to leave you like this, I'd imagine", he said as he began to tilt the candle, his movements causing the captive servant to wince reflexively, her anticipation and arousal growing. "Besides, I'd rather you be nice and warm when I take you."
With that, he finally tipped the candle, causing Rider to let out a load moan of pain as the hot wax dripped onto her bare flesh, the pain of the burning-hot wax increased still further by the coldness of her skin. Showing her no mercy, her captor continued to pour wax all over her still-cold torso, covering her stomach and breasts in the hot liquid. She continued to let out pained moans as he tortured her, her arousal growing higher and higher, both from the punishment she was receiving and from anticipation of the "violation" his words had indicated she would soon receive. Then, once her upper body was covered, he moved onto her thighs, bringing her yet more pain and arousal as he dripped the wax all over her bare skin.
Finally, when he had exhausted the first candle, he walked away, mysteriously leaving her most sensitive area untouched. However, he soon returned with yet another burning candle, the smirk on his face making his intentions obvious. A rush of adrenalin ran through her body as she anticipated the pain, her arousal growing higher still and her folds now drenched with lust. Then, as he tipped the candle once more and poured the wax onto her sensitive folds, she let out an almightly scream, the unbearable pain mixing with the pleasure she felt from being abused in such a harsh manner. Once again, her captor showed her no mercy, and her screams echoed around the room as he covered her folds in the wax. Her rock-hard nub was not spared the pain either, her sadistic captor pouring the wax over it and eliciting an even-louder scream from his prisoner as she writhed in her bonds.