Memories and fire...

I remember one of the very first times I did fire play. It was at a party at a friends house and I had just gotten that week a lot of flash cotton. I dried it out and painstakingly separated it into wispy sheets with the help of the wife and then I put paper between each sheet and stored it in what I was calling the Fire Box, an old lunchbox I retasked or the purpose.

We got to the party and there were quite a few people there. A lot of friends and a few new people. I remember seeing a few girls all standing together and thinking "Wow" because they were all so pretty and dressed in a kinky sort of style that looked really good. A bit later I asked the host who they were and he said they were all from Lafayette or West Lafayette, a college town a couple of hours north of us. West Lafayette is the home of Purdue University. He said he would give introductions but then wandered off being the gracious host and forgot I guess.

I had talked to a friend when we first got to the party and she asked me if I would give a spanking to her new subbie boy. She said the boy had seen me and was very scared of me so she wanted to surprise him with a spanking since he like them so much. I agreed and later on that night she told me they were ready. She saw that I had brought my fire play stuff and asked me to do a little of that on him too, and after checking with the host of the party to make sure it was OK to do fire play in the garage I told her I would. When it was time I made my way out to the garage and he was there, all tied down on a spanking bench. I walked into the garage and a look of fear crossed his face, I walked over behind him and he actually started shaking. I asked his Master in a loud voice if this was the little bitch I was supposed to spank and she said yes. The boy looked like he was going to pass out. I bent down right in his ear and told him softly that I wasnt as bad or as scary as he thought I was and that I wasnt going to hurt him too badly. I asked if he knew his safewords (red and yellow) and made him repeat them to me and then told him I was going to do fire play on him first but that it wouldnt hurt.

I smacked his back a few times with an open hand here and there to sensitize the skin and let him know we were starting and then laid out a long strip of flash cotton on his back. I lit one end and WHOOSH, it burned the length of his back very brightly and hot. He arched his back up and yelled a little, obviously scared, but then realized that it wasnt hot but was warm and relaxed into the bench seeming confused. I ran may hand over his back a few times and felt how warm the skin was already, then did a few more strips of flash cotton and pointed out to his Master that his back was now very warm. She felt it and was amazed, his back was warm enough for a full force flogging with no warmup or getting ready. I agreed and she said I needed to spank him now for being a bad boy earlier that day. He tensed up again and I asked him if he was ready for his punishment. He squeaked out a reply I couldnt understand and I yelled at him "Answer me, boy, are you ready?" and he proceeded to start crying a little and let loose with a string of "Yes Sir, yes Sir, yes Sir, Im ready ready ready." I found that amusing and proceeded to run my hand over his butt and see if there was anywhere I shouldnt hit. There wasnt so I gave him a pretty hard spanking for the next 5 minutes or so and he took it like a champion. He cried quite a bit but he didnt once try to escape or block me.

I told him I was rather proud of him and that we were done and he was relieved and proud of himself at the same time. Then I told him that it was his Masters turn and he looked fearful again, it was too much for me and I had to turn away and laugh. His Master took him off to start a flogging scene and I was cleaning up the fire play supplies when one of the hot girls from Lafayette came over with the host. She was introduced to me as M. (Not her real name but I didnt ask if I could use her real name so M is what we are going with here) M said she had been watching the fire play and was curious, so I showed her the flash cotton and the lighter and the setup I had, including the fire extinguisher and wet towels for people with long hair. She seemed more and more interested and I asked her if she wanted some flash cotton on her. She said she had a severe fear of fire and didnt know. I told her it didnt burn, it just got hot for a minute but before you could even think about how hot it is, the heat is gone and the warmth starts to spread. She seemed doubtful but asked if it could go on her hand. I said sure and took her hand and laid it flat. I laid a small piece of flash cotton on her palm and lit it. It burned and she flinched but all she said was a very loud and surprised "OH!" which made me giggle a bit. She was pretty interested then so I sacked up and asked her if she wanted some on her back. Part of me really just wanted to see her with no clothes on, I admit, but more of me wanted to see how brave she was and wanted an excuse to talk to her more and interact with her. She decided she did want to have more of the cotton on her and proceeded to take her top off. Jackpot!

I went to get a drink of water and tell a friend who missed the first fire play that more was happening and came back to find M laid out on the spanking bench all ready for me. Good Heavens she was hot. There was a tattoo or two even. I sat beside her and proceeded to talk to her and make sure she was OK with it and calm and she seemed like she was. I started laying out the flash cotton on her back and explaining that it burns very bright and hot but it burns straight up. She was quiet by this time, so I figured she was getting nervous. I started small and lit a small piece near the center of her back. It burned and she arched way up and breathed in really deep. I ran my hand over the spot the cotton had been on and as she relaxed I asked her what she thought, She said it was good so I did a couple of more pieces on her back. She was quite the brave one and seemed to enjoy it. We finished up and she got dressed as I cleaned up the fire play stuff and put it away.

After a bit I ran into M in the garage and we talked. That was when I learned that she was afraid of fire because she had once been accidentally set on fire. I cant remember exactly how, I want to say car accident but I may be confusing her with someone else. The point is she had been set on fucking fire and not in a fun way. That had to be pretty traumatic. After that sank in I realized what it must have taken for her to let me put fire on her considering what had happened before. We talked about it and I told her how brave I thought she was and gave her a huge hug. Thats about where we left it, the party was breaking up and we wound up going our separate ways.

I had figured she was someone I would play with one and rarely see again, considering she lived a couple of hours north. I am very happy to report that I was dead wrong, M and I are now very good friends and have talked a few times when one or the other of us has needed it. Im still impressed by the bravery she showed that night but I have come to see that it wasnt rare for her to be that strong, she is one badass mother and one badass motherfucker. I am happy to know her and call her a friend.