Kyoko the Pyromaniac Dominatrix - The Film Student, #32 - An Erotic Horror Story
It was thrilling. As scared as he was, he couldn’t deny he was excited and, yes, aroused, as fuck.
Josh was tied to the bedframes in the cabin in the haunted woods, and Kyoko stood over him holding a candle. She pointed the tip of the candle to Josh’s stomach. She touched the flame to his skin. Josh felt the hot piercing sensation. Kyoko removed the flame just as quickly.
She moved the candle slowly over Josh’s chest to keep the flame from flickering out. More hot wax dripped on him. His torso was already white and red. Why not add a little yellow?
Kyoko brought the flame down again and burned him again, flame to skin. Josh closed his eyes each time the candle came close. When he opened his eyes, he saw small pink dots where the flame touched him.
Josh tried to distract himself as Kyoko kept giving him small burns with the paraffin candle. The burns didn’t really hurt after the flame left. Not to Josh, anyway. He was proud of his high pain tolerance. But he was shocked Kyoko’s game had gone this far. He had thought Kyoko was a domme girl. He had hoped she would like him. He had prayed she would one day let him experience submission at her hands. He had no idea it would end up like this. But didn’t Hiroshi warn him? Didn’t he tell him to be careful of Kyoko?
I should have listened to Hiroshi. Then, I’d be safe at home in my dorm room. Or walking around Shinjuku alone, looking for a sex club, being scared to enter every time, too shy to talk to anyone even if I did find my way inside. I’d be missing out on the intensity of this stimulation.
It was thrilling. As scared as he was, he couldn’t deny he was excited and, yes, aroused, as fuck. Kyoko kept poking him with the flame, and he was starting to like it. He was looking forward to each time the ignited gases met his carbon cells. Admiring the glowing, flickering ball of orange-red, the same way the ancestors of all humans admired it within caves and under the stars for hundreds of thousands of years.
Josh was relaxing, too, because he realized Kyoko wasn’t trying to kill him. She brought the flame up to his face. It loomed large in his eye. She brought it towards him and singed his cheek.
“Don’t bother trying to cover that with a turtleneck,” she said.
She blew out the candle and put it away. Then she opened the front door and came back in with a gasoline can.
“Did you think I was finished?”
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