Fire play kink

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Secrets is the resident house Firebug at FutureParties, performing fire play and wax play scenes. The timid watch, fascinated, and the brave step up to undergo a unique experience in trust, sensuality and submission to the blonde Mistress of Fire.

We find friendship. We find adventure. We experience new forms of love, knowledge and acceptance of ourselves and others. We find our place in the world. Our community. Our first responsibility is to ourselves, our inner child, and the inner child of those around us. Our first and only lifelong mission is to forge our lives into an endless adventure.

Yet a sense of adventure is fleeting. Nothing stays new and exciting for long. The first wobbly steps into a taste of hedonistic casual sex once seemed wild; now it seems banal. The first experience of sub-space, the first combinations of pain and pleasure, the first explorations of non-traditional gender roles, seem an eternity ago. Wild and exciting gradually become normal.

The sense of wonder and exploration demands an appetite to try the unfamiliar. A taste for something spectacular. A desire to play with fire. For flair and a bit of drama I use flash cotton too, which is basically what the magicians use, as fire play kink feels less intense for bottoms. I have been privileged but occasionally received much needed but unpleasant lessons to meet many types of dominant over the last few years. From the intensely psychologically strong, to the expertly skilled technician.

From the powerful to the caring.

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The light-hearted to the sensual. Men, women and those somewhere in between. The very bad, to the very, very good.

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Not all dominants are professionals, and not all professionals are dominant. When I was invited to be a fire bunny by Secrets, a lady with gentle confidence, a love for her craft and a wealth of experience, I had a sixth sense that I would be in for an experience that was deep, yet be carried out safely in her experienced hands.

I stripped down, bare skin exposed to the room of party-goers, lay on the antique dining table like a dish for the feast, and fire play kink to surrender to my newest sensory experience. On my back, I feel a momentary flash of cool, followed by heat. It happens so quickly, I go to gasp as the intensity of the heat triggers my reflexes, yet by the time I draw breath it has gone, leaving a sense of deep relaxation in the area, without pain. Twice more, and my mind relaxes control completely, automatically trusting that the sensations of heat are no danger to me, that my lifelong response to the feeling that my skin is about to be burnt are fooling me, and surrendering completely to the experience.

Never before have I found a way to relinquish control and slide into complete sub-space so quickly. The fire wands slide over me, fast yet gentle, little ribbons of sensation, cool then hot, that snake across my skin in a millisecond, one after another, patterning over me.

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A river of flame. I could do this for hours, the momentary, just bearable heat relaxing me, taking me deeper with each caress of the fire wand. I feel little isolated, hot fireballs on my back, like tiny explosions of flame.

I see brightness through my closed eyes. Little fire bombs burn hot, then are gone in a flash. Without damage. Without pain. With a memory of a sensation, but no trace of the act. Like a lover in a dream. She rouses me from my bliss, to turn me over. I see the fire now, arcs of flame darting across my skin from the fire wands, as they run over my chest, stomach, and down my arms where they feel less hot: The sensation to the arms is one of pure, pleasurable warmth.

The wands stroke across me, rivers of flame following them, quickly cupped and extinguished the moment they are felt. Little balls of what look like cotton wool are placed on me in a pattern and one of the onlookers is given a special flame to light them with. Each ball flares in turn before vanishing in a puff of smoke. The constant movement of the heat, the sense of theatre, and the utter trust one rapidly slips into are hypnotic.

I could do this all day. The men shy away, nervous. The women grasp the flame and inhale with delight as it dances magically for a moment, before vanishing into the ether. The sense of wonder is rekindled. Video recorded at FutureParties FutureParties review here.

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Fire play kink

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