Page 201 of Brie's Submission
“I believe your ass is craving a little attention, téa.”
Brie bit her lip as he caressed both cheeks with his free hand. Where his hand touched, the alcohol soon followed.
“I always said you had a hot ass.” The crowd chuckled as he tapped her right cheek with the match and spanked it out with his hand. Then he moved to the left cheek, slapping that one several times just for fun after the flames went out.
Brie closed her eyes as Sir explored her body with the flames. Always his caress came before the cool of the liquid and the burn of the heat. He had been right; it was relaxing and it was made all that more pleasant because of the abundant touching it required.
“Now we will ramp it up a notch,” he announced to the crowd. Brie turned in time to see Sir take a swig from another cup on the table just before a fireball shot from his lips up into the air.
People broke out in enthusiastic applause. Brie glanced over and saw that the crowd was huge now. Sir rinsed his mouth out with water before leaning down and giving Brie a kiss on the lips. “Turn over, téa.”
She turned herself onto her back so that she was facing Sir. The fire in his hand danced in the reflection of his eyes, giving him an almost sinister look. “Now you can witness the beauty of the flames.”
Sir blew out the match and put it back on the table. Like he had done for her back, he caressed her skin, warming it up before the fire play ensued, but this time he interspersed the caresses with gentle kisses all over her body. Brie purred silently. Could there be anything better than this?
He turned up the volume, letting the lilting Celtic melody set the scene. Then he traced a line on her thigh before following it with the alcohol. Sir lit the match and said with a grin, “Toasted Brie,” just before he tapped the flame on her thigh and the fire raced up her leg.
Brie gasped in surprise. It was exhilarating to actually see the flame as she felt its heat. “Oh, Sir…”
“Do you like, téa?”
She looked into his flaming eyes. “Very much, Master.”
“My fiery goddess,” he growled as he caressed her other thigh. Brie held her breath as she watched him set fire to her skin. The flames danced upon her body before he swept them away. It was extremely sensual on a level she had not experienced before. She could feel the excitement of the crowd as they watched Sir skillfully control the fire to the graceful rhythm of the music.
He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “This may feel a little hotter, my dear. Nipples are sensitive bits.”
She looked at him in fear. “Master…”
He smiled down at her, his eyes blazing orange. “Do you trust me?”
She did not hesitate this time. “Completely, Master.”
“As it should be.”
Brie noticed that Sir picked up a towel and soaked it with water before announcing to the crowd. “You know you have a superior sub when she will let you do this.”
He swirled the cotton tip over her right nipple, leaving only a trace of the fuel. He put it down and returned to her. With a sinuous movement, he tapped the flame on the tip of her erect nipple and Brie cried out as the fire consumed it. In an instant Sir swept the flame away with the damp towel and his warm mouth had encased her nipple. He sucked hard as the crowd went wild.
When he pulled away, Brie whimpered in protest, wanting more.
“Would you like me to light the other one?” he asked, his voice hoarse with desire.
“Please, Master.”
He repeated the performance, letting it burn on her left nipple a second longer. Brie’s pussy contracted in pleasure when she felt the coolness of the towel and the warmth of his lips as they landed on her nipple. Sir reached between her legs. “So wet,” he murmured as he kissed her, stroking her clit gently with his finger.
This time when he pulled away, her pussy was pulsing with need. Instead of relieving the ache, Sir placed a large blanket over her. He kissed her forehead. “Allow yourself to enjoy the aftereffects of fire play, téa.”
Sir began cleaning the area, but continually came back to touch and whisper his praise of her as he gave her sips of water. People began to disperse, but there were a few who remained. Brie was certain they were subs who wished that they could trade places with her.
Brie stared at the ceiling and smiled.Luckiest sub in the world.
A Desperate Move
Once Sir was assured Brie was fine to move about, he informed her that he had one last meeting to attend. “I do not care for leaving you so soon, téa. You may continue to observe the other scenes or retire in the back to be alone for a few minutes.” He tilted her chin up and graced her with his stunning smile. “I admire your trust in me, little sub. It was beautiful to witness.”
“You have earned my trust, Master. I would do anything you ask.”
