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Question for Day 12: What activity or toy are you inspired to experiment with after reading the Brie series?
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Excerpt from Brie Embraces the Heart of Submission:
Sir nodded and a servant handed him a large swab and container. Brie glanced to the right and saw another servant standing with an extinguisher held elegantly in his hands. So it’s to be fire play tonight. No wonder Sir had insisted she put her hair up.
The servant lit the swab and stepped back just before the lights lowered. The room was completely silent. There was no accompanying music for the scene. Brie found it made for a more intimate connection with the audience. Every movement of Sir’s, every gasp from her lips was heard by their observers.
And Brie did gasp when she felt the cool alcohol coat her skin. Sir began with her back, making simple designs, lighting them on fire before he swept them out with his hand. He moved down her legs and even lit the soles of her feet, making her yelp when heat from the flames licked the sensitive areas.
As with the undressing, Sir took his time, building anticipation for both Brie and the audience. She noticed that Sir let the flames burn longer as he advanced in the scene. It required more of her concentration, as the heat was intense. Each time she was just about to cry out ‘yellow’, Sir would wipe the flames from her skin.
He began creating more detailed patterns on her back. Brie wondered if the designs had significance, because the men grunted in response when he lit them on fire.
Then he spoke the first words since he’d asked her to lie on the table. “You and I seek the path together.” She felt him making a trail of a spiral circle with the cool liquid. Brie held her breath as he tapped it with the flame. The fire danced down the path he’d created.
He swiped it away and made a new design. She could identify the sideways eight easily, knowing exactly what the symbol meant. “No matter what the future brings, you and I are connected.”
Sir lit the symbol for infinity on her back. She let it burn not only on her skin, but into her soul, almost regretful when he swept it away.
He then lit the ring of candles on the floor, one by one, before putting out the fire in his hand.
Brie looked into the mirror and felt a pleasant chill when she realized Sir was staring at her, his look cavernous in its depth and intensity. She could fall into those eyes, losing herself forever…