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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…

