Burners (2)

[petelobo]

Very nice cigar video from Queensnake

[yyy02]

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http://ralphus.net/thegimpforum/downloa ... &mode=view

Question.... did you tweak that flame a little bit?

Thanks for posting, btw.

I did some minor tweaks, including the flame "light" on her buttocks. The major focus was to the grille bars, to make them match the overall lighting and focus better, but the efforts were only mildly successful, if that. But, as always, thanks for looking and commenting, wulf.

I've got to hand it to EugeneD, he got some much needed clarity to his stills, plus those gifs he provided. Still don't know how he managed that, as everything I have is of much lesser quality.

[frog]

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...

I have taken a break from the discussion because I have to re-light my cigar. I know perfectly well Wulf knows how to work the implements he has suggested, so I let him look through his toolkit in preparation of what he will make you suffer after I finish with the cigar business. Before lighting the cigar again, however, I get close to you, extinguished cigar in my mouth, and yank your head back by the hair. With my free hand I flick on the lighter and get the flame close to your neck and then your nipples. You squirm when you feel the heat, your eyes well with tears and open wide. I'm not burning you yet, just toying with your anxiety and arousal. . .

[yamyoko]

Yamy whimpers as Sir Frog yanks her head back painfully but she keeps her eyes focused unblinkingly on the dancing flame of his lighter. It seems to be everywhere; coming oh so close so that she feels the heat of the flame but it is never close enough to feel that delicious pain. Even as she tries to thrust her body toward it, the flame dances away and the fire inside her grows hotter and more demanding. The other man, Sir Wulf, toys with his chest full of implements of wonderful torture. Do they exist only to tease or will they actually deliver on the promise?

[wulf]

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http://ralphus.net/thegimpforum/downloa ... &mode=view

Question.... did you tweak that flame a little bit?

Thanks for posting, btw.

I did some minor tweaks, including the flame "light" on her buttocks. The major focus was to the grille bars, to make them match the overall lighting and focus better, but the efforts were only mildly successful, if that. But, as always, thanks for looking and commenting, wulf.

I've got to hand it to EugeneD, he got some much needed clarity to his stills, plus those gifs he provided. Still don't know how he managed that, as everything I have is of much lesser quality.

That little flame job and the rest of it worked damned good imo. Thanks, my friend.

[wulf]

Yamy whimpers as Sir Frog yanks her head back painfully but she keeps her eyes focused unblinkingly on the dancing flame of his lighter. It seems to be everywhere; coming oh so close so that she feels the heat of the flame but it is never close enough to feel that delicious pain. Even as she tries to thrust her body toward it, the flame dances away and the fire inside her grows hotter and more demanding. The other man, Sir Wulf, toys with his chest full of implements of wonderful torture. Do they exist only to tease or will they actually deliver on the promise?

While my good friend Frog toys with the helpless Yamy, teasing and feeding her anticipation, I find what I need in my tool kit, and attach it to my electric soldering iron. It's 3" long, needle probe made to be heated red hot. I plug it in and press the button, watching it glow orange-red in a matter of seconds.

"Oh my good friend, you are being so cruel to the poor girl, teasing her that way." I say. "She clearly wants to enjoy that cigar along with you. Perhaps you should give her a few tastes, then I can show her how my little toy works."

[frog]

While my good friend Frog toys with the helpless Yamy, teasing and feeding her anticipation, I find what I need in my tool kit, and attach it to my electric soldering iron. It's 3" long, needle probe made to be heated red hot. I plug it in and press the button, watching it glow orange-red in a matter of seconds.

"Oh my good friend, you are being so cruel to the poor girl, teasing her that way." I say. "She clearly wants to enjoy that cigar along with you. Perhaps you should give her a few tastes, then I can show her how my little toy works."

"You are right, my friend. The time has come to talk of many things, er. . . I mean, to burn many things." I tell Wulf as I observe his fiddling in the toolbox. Enough playing around with Yamy, she thinks I don’t know that she is feigning fright, that she is just a pain slut (her own words) that craves pain but, at the same time, is worried about being permanently scarred. After toying with the lighter’s flame, I apply it to the cigar that hangs from a corner of my mouth. It lights up beautifully, a bright red, with every puff I take to revive it. Spirals of smoke rise in the damp air of the sound-proofed, hermetically closed room. The Cohiba is finally resurrected, and I blow the acrid smoke on Yamy’s face, just to let her know what is coming. The cigar’s red tip is glowing a bright red now, about 1,500 degrees F, according to what I’ve read.
I grab a fist-full of Yamy’s hair and force her to look down at her sweating breasts. Slowly deliberately I puff on the Cohiba. Then, without warning, I ever so slightly brush the glowing ashen tip of the cigar against her right nipple. It will not burn her seriously, but the heat against her engorged nipple is a foretaste of what I intend to do next. She writhes and tries to thrust her nipple closer to the cigar. A deep moan escapes her lips, her cunt gushes again, slimy thick fluid streaming down her thighs.

[yamyoko]

((On a trip with really crappy wifi. It's probably best for me to bow out now before I get scarred or something...lol. Sorry about that. You guys are the best...kisses...))

[wulf]

((On a trip with really crappy wifi. It's probably best for me to bow out now before I get scarred or something...lol. Sorry about that. You guys are the best...kisses...))

We'll be around when you're ready to scream again, right Frog?

[frog]

((On a trip with really crappy wifi. It's probably best for me to bow out now before I get scarred or something...lol. Sorry about that. You guys are the best...kisses...))

We'll be around when you're ready to scream again, right Frog?

Yes, we will. Especially since my Cohiba is still burning and, if it runs out, I have two or three left I can ignite.