Burners (2)

[frog]

Yamy tries hard to suppress a grin..."Yes Sir Frog..." She always feels her nipples tingle when she hears the word "punishment".
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Oh, they will tingle alright, when the pincers and needles come out of the toolbox. Or maybe Sir Frog is just a cheapskate and will light up a cigarette or cigar to make those engorged nipples tingle even more.
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Yamy tries to subtly loosen the top buttons of her blouse and ignore the trickle of moisture on the inside of her thigh. "Oh Sir Frog, I just love the smell of a good cigar." She sighs and leans against the pole smiling expectantly.
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"I saw you! You don't loosen the buttons of your blouse or anything else, unless commanded. That salacious move will only increase your punishment. Before you attempt another such move, I'm handcuffing you AOH to the post and spreading your legs. Then, I'll rip your blouse off, no subtle loosening of buttons allowed." As I grab one of your ankles to fasten it to the rings on the filthy floor, I notice the thin viscous stream running down your thigh. Now I'll have to rip your skirt off too. . .

[frog]

You two need to get a room... preferably soundproofed.

Not a bad idea, if the lady agrees.

[yamyoko]

Yamy giggles and winks at Sir Wulf as she scribbles her name on the release he hands her just before Sir Frog handcuffs her AOH and rips of her blouse and skirt. Sir Wulf hurries out of the room and closes the door with a nasty grin as Sir Frog turns to her with a whip in his hands. "Don't forget my other ankle Sir...lol"

[frog]

Yamy giggles and winks at Sir Wulf as she scribbles her name on the release he hands her just before Sir Frog handcuffs her AOH and rips of her blouse and skirt. Sir Wulf hurries out of the room and closes the door with a nasty grin as Sir Frog turns to her with a whip in his hands. "Don't forget my other ankle Sir...lol"

"Giggling again, you know what that will get you. And no, I wont forget your other ankle. In fact I'm fastening it right now. You are now completely open to whatever it is I intend to serve. Next, your soaking wet panties that I will stuff in your mouth and hold in place with a length of rope. But the whip will have to wait, I forgot that this is a burning thread not a whipping thread, so we will start with that cigar. You said you loved the smell of a good cigar. Is a Cohiba good enough for you? I have a few left that I would love to share with you. By the way, we must be grateful to Sir Wulf, as you call him, for providing the accommodations, maybe I should invite him to share in the fun."

[yamyoko]

"Ummpff...gag...acckk" Yamy savors the flavor of her own salty cum as Sir Frog stuffs her wet panties into her mouth despite her attempts to twist away. The aroma of cigar smoke remains heavy in the room...Cohiba he says...but she wouldn't know. Thoughts of what he might do to her spread out and helpless as she is keep a drop or two trickling down her thigh. And the cool air on her naked skin has caused her nipples to firm up. Then Sir Frog mentions Sir Wulf again and the image of two men abusing her flashes into her mind. Her nipples respond immediately by reaching full hardness.

[frog]

"Ummpff...gag...acckk" Yamy savors the flavor of her own salty cum as Sir Frog stuffs her wet panties into her mouth despite her attempts to twist away. The aroma of cigar smoke remains heavy in the room...Cohiba he says...but she wouldn't know. Thoughts of what he might do to her spread out and helpless as she is keep a drop or two trickling down her thigh. And the cool air on her naked skin has caused her nipples to firm up. Then Sir Frog mentions Sir Wulf again and the image of two men abusing her flashes into her mind. Her nipples respond immediately by reaching full hardness.

Yes, something must be done about those hard engorged nipples and that gushing sex of yours. But, first I will sit in front of you and puff on the cigar while I watch your body writhe and struggle. Soon you will be bathed in sweat, your skin glistening under the spotlight. The Cohiba is a Churchill so I've plenty of time to enjoy it while your anguish mounts. When it's about half-done I think I will start on those nipples, then your armpits (armpits are so sensitive and so erotic), then maybe your navel. There is time, there is plenty of time to enjoy the cigar and let you know my intentions. Expectation can be worse than crude reality.

[yamyoko]

Yamy watches the glow and fade of the heavy brown cigar while she squirms and twists with delightful anticipation. Sir Frog's eyes are a mask but she imagines them full of lust as she tries to project the fear she knows he demands of her. Indeed she knows that glowing tip can fill her with screaming pain at the same time it brings her body to the threshold of orgasm. Let him think her trembling is only fear and not the shameful need of a pain slut.

[wulf]

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Revisiting a still from "Joy of Torture" with further refinements. Thanks EugeneD for the image!

I first saw this picture in 1969. It worked very well for me then, and still does today.
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Question.... did you tweak that flame a little bit? If so, you did an excellent job with it.

Thanks for posting, btw.

[wulf]

Yamy watches the glow and fade of the heavy brown cigar while she squirms and twists with delightful anticipation. Sir Frog's eyes are a mask but she imagines them full of lust as she tries to project the fear she knows he demands of her. Indeed she knows that glowing tip can fill her with screaming pain at the same time it brings her body to the threshold of orgasm. Let him think her trembling is only fear and not the shameful need of a pain slut.

Never one to turn down such an offer, I gladly join my guests. My friend Frog has strung Yamy up with his usual efficiency, and she's showing her fear of the cigar he's smoking. But I see through her deception... that she is clearly enjoying the thought of it touching her skin is quite apparent between her legs. I will watch as he entertains her with the Cohiba, and when he is finished I'll scrub the burns clean with a stiff toothbrush.
"What do you think, my friend? Shall we try the hot skewers, or just go with the electric soldering iron? I really think she enjoyed your cigar a bit too much."

[yamyoko]

Yamy's eyes flicker between the two men as they discuss things they might do to her. In many ways her excitement grows and the evidence is clear from the drops of of sweetness on her thigh. But she begins to wonder how much she can really take when Sir Wulf talks of skewers and soldering irons. The shivering for a moment reminds her that she does not want to be scarred for life...and life, what of that? Will she even have one. Oh well, she thinks...and squirms in a cloud of cigar smoke...what a way to go...