Fire.....I am awake... pain... starting slowly at first....my hands, wrists tingle..my legs burn.... How is it that I am standing? It is my Masters study, I see. How long have I been here? The pain comes in a dull throb, almost cold.. but I feel heat now, heat.. yes... A fire blazing in front of me, toasting my tan skin. I close my eyes again, and revel in the pain, and imagine how I must look to you, stretched taut and long... the fire glowing gold upon my skin, leather bonds gleaming...I arch my back, pulling on the chains.. How long have you left me here Master? I begin to shake off the fog of my mind, and let the memories drift in... I see you, tall and strong with whip in hand...you smile at me, I feel heat on every inch of my naked body, I see the reflection of the diamonds in my collar against your wall...the fire is roaring now... heat.. I feel heat...You touch my face, kiss my lips.... taste me.....I am glowing alive...so alive.... My Master, you stroke me with your whip softly...teasing me.. I hear your breath.. coming slowly, Are we moving in slow motion now? You pull my red hair, but I am silent...your hand strokes my face, my neck.... down and down.... to where the real fire is... I see only you Master, with the flames behind you, illuminating you.... you are my world....The whip moves, as if on its own....seperate of us... I am holding my breath...waiting for the pain....I cant remember it taking this long to start...and then, it is here....like electric shock...it is sudden, and continues, even after the whip has gone... I burn... I burn for you Master.... I watch you through half closed eyes as I scream... and the whip comes down again... and again.. what is that now, I hear...the fire.. blazing.. and screaming.... animal sounds... can that be me? The pain connects with me...and rages in me... my ears ring with it..my chest aches.... my teeth grind...pain radiates in waves... there is nothing else now, but you and I sir.... and the pain....I look up once, into your eyes, even though it is forbidden, I see love, and pain, and I see the beauty of this moment...the whip continues, and I watch it, as it travels, slowly... through air.... across my body... into my soul.... it is as much a part of me as the pain... as you.... my legs fail me now, but you do not stop.. the whip has no pity..... I feel the chains stretch my wrists, to support me..the fire burns my skin, as I lean closer in now...my red hair in my face, sticking to my tears..I am close now... closer than ever... I close my eyes, no longer able to watch the whip.... I only hear it....and wait...you step closer and stroke my wet face, bringing me back....then step away once more... Master... please...the whip...again.... and again... and the fire, am I in the fire now? I must be... there is no safety ...only fire... and then..I look at you one last time.... smiling....I have reached that place... I am there Master... you brought me here.... and then its dark..... "You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain..." |