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String Single Tail and Fire Play… BDSM Scenes Part 1

I keep meaning to go back and write scene descriptions… so that’s what today is going to be…

9/22 STRING SINGLE TAIL

The day we went to our Fireplay 101 class, we also had a play party that evening. The first scene of the evening had my wrists cuffed and chained above my head. I was wearing only my thong and my dress was pulled down to my hips. Sir began warming me up, and then began using the string single tail.

When I am on the other side of that thing, it’s like an out of body experience. The first lick usually doesn’t surprise me. It’s the only one I’m ever really prepared for, because He has usually just kissed me and walked away behind me. After that, the intensity and strength behind the swings vary, but are impossible to predict. The way Sir uses the single tail is not like most. Not every strike is the *crack* type. I think that’s one reason why it’s one of my favorite things that Sir likes to do to keep His skills up.

Just imagine… you’re restrained, can’t move your body because if you do, the tail isn’t going to land where He’s aiming which means one of both of you could get hurt. You feel a light flick on your upper back and think “ahhh this isn’t so bad”. Then there’s a loud *crack* and you jump, but there’s no pain. In your mind, you turn your head to glare at Him. He smirks back, coiling his arm back for another strike. You face forward again and wait… It comes in a stronger flick than before, but not unbearable.

Then a few more light licks before *crack!* and your vision goes red. In the same moment, your body tenses, reaching up to the chains holding your hands, pulling yourself onto your tiptoes while pulling your body away from the pain. Your head falls back as the pain finally begins to radiate outward and turn to tendrils of pleasure spreading over your skin, warming you. Your body relaxes and you return to flatfoot. Your shoulders drop and your hands relinquish their white-knuckle grip on the chains. You lift your head enough to take a full breath. You’ve barely exhaled when the next *crack* comes.

That last paragraph is maybe 15 seconds for me. It is delicious pain. On my pain scale, this gets to the limit pretty fast, unlike a flogging or paddling.

9/22 Fire – The First Time

That same night, Sir wanted to put his new fireplay skills to work. Now the thing about fire is, it scares the shit out of me. Fire has always been beautiful to watch, but not to touch. Burns terrify me. Despite all that, I trust Sir implicitly – obviously with my life. So I’m more than willing to give Him my body for whatever He desires. And I have always been the kind of person to try things at least twice before deciding to like/dislike them. Especially in the kink world. And I’m glad I did.

So I’ve never gotten completely naked at a play party before. But you know, clothing is flammable… so… naked. I climbed onto the massage table and tried to relax. Sir began by caressing me with his hand and holding the torch near my body to warm it. It feels like when you walk past the fire place, except in smaller localized areas. The heat sweeps with the movement. Then He touches the torch with His hand, and presses the hand to my skin. It feels like a hot stone massage, except with skin instead of stones. And I LOVE Sir’s hands, so to feel them when they’re HOT and then the rough but firmness of His touch, is just heaven.

Now comes the fun part… He keeps one hand on me while He changes torches. Then He begins using the torch on me in small short strokes, followed by His hand soothing away the flame and rubbing alcohol. He does this all over my ass but not my upper back (you don’t want to use fire on open cuts or wounds, and since I was whipped earlier, He avoided that area).

This particular scene had a hiccup though… I don’t know how much time had passed but I became aware of someone standing nearby. I didn’t think much of it, as we were at a play party, and people do watch scenes. But then this woman stepped into my field of view, which is to say, she had to be within 2 feet of my head. I heard Sir speak, but wasn’t sure what He said or what He responded to, but I knew it wasn’t directed at me. He spoke again, and this time I heard Him say “Not right now you don’t.” I was suddenly frightened. I wasn’t sure if we were in trouble, if I’d done something wrong, if there was a problem… I turned my head to look at Sir, and found the comfort I sought. As you can imagine, it’s a little hard to get back to any kind of headspace when interrupted that drastically. So the scene ended shortly thereafter, and unfortunately while it was wonderful, it was not one of those times I was able to float off and enjoy the entire scene.

PSA: NEVER, EVER, INTERRUPT A SCENE. If you are concerned for the bottom, please talk to a DM and let them find a proper time to address the Top in a way that doesn’t put anyone at risk.

=^*^=

Muirnah

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