Ms160 celebrates a birthday....

At dusk on my birthday, I began my birthday scene by ordering sol to strip to his cuffs and lie face up on a large bath towel I had placed on the floor in front of the fire. I then blindfolded him....

On bare silent feet I fetched a few items from the toy box and the kitchen, then sat cross legged, next to sol. His body stretched out naked, breathing gently ... he made a great canvas for an art work. I had something similar in mind...

Next to me was a large cake box. I quietly opened the lid. Inside were three dozen exquisite miniature cupcakes...

I admired them for a moment, with their jewel coloured cases and ornate decorations. I picked up an orange one and removed the pretty orange flower on top.

I placed it on sol's lips and told him not to eat it. Yet...

I munched on the tiny cupcake, I could feel sol's curiosity rising: what was I eating? ... what was I going to do? I picked up a cake and placed it on sol's chest. Then another. And another ....

By now he'd worked out what I was doing, so I started to talk to him ..."you are the table for my birthday cake" I told him, "no, in fact you ARE my birthday cake ... don't you DARE get a hard on, the cakes will all fall off!".

When sol's chest, belly and legs were covered with tiny cakes I reached over to pick up several of the other items I'd placed beside us. "Since you didn't have a chance to wrap my present, I thought I'd take this opportunity to wrap bits of you", I said as I wrapped his cock and balls in bright red and gold parcel ribbons...

"DON'T laugh" I reminded him again as he tried to keep his amusement from showing. I told him how pretty he looked, wrapped like a parcel, and then removed the ribbons, exclaiming with surprise at the unexpected gift within.

I selected more items next to me: the last of the cake candles (including a single Mistress candle) and a packet of matches. I placed the Mistress candle carefully in an especially pretty cup cake and then struck a match.

Sol heard me. He told me later he felt nervous but staying very still because of the cakes was taking all his concentration...

I lit each candle, describing to sol how pretty they looked on the tiny cakes, glowing in the twilight, as well as making comments about how each candle (all of which were drip-less) were just about to drip ... his cock began to uncurl amid the cupcakes...

"Time to sing Happy Birthday" I told sol when every candle was lit, "come on, sing with me but make sure you don't exhale, I don't want these flames going out yet". And so we sang, sol moving little more than his lips:

"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday Dear Mistress..."

As we sang I snuffed out each candle silently, until the last, on sol's shoulder, which I blew out gently causing the flame to light the side of his face. "Make a wish" whispered sol. "I did", I whispered back, still close to his ear.

I began removing the cakes, placing those I'd not eaten back in the cake box. Sol went to sit up but I gently pushed him back down. I picked up the last item beside me, a long white candle, and lit it:

"Time for some real play now" I said, as the wax began to fall onto his chest...

(Photos: Ms160)