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closed. “Cross your arms and lay your head down in a comfortable position. You must stay still at all times.”
    He lightly brushed her back with his fingers before walking over to the table. He poured the alcohol into a small container and put what looked like a large cotton swab into it. “The process is simple, téa. I will apply the alcohol and then light it. I will snuff out any lingering flames with my hand. You will not be burned. I have done this many times and am experienced in the art.” He traced her backbone with his fingers before dragging the swab over her spine. “It feels cool initially as it evaporates,” Sir lit a slow -burning match, “but that is about to change.”
    He leaned over and kissed her cheek, careful to keep the flame away from her. “Are you ready?”
    “Yes, Master.”
    Sir tapped the flame on her back and intense heat race d up her back. Sir’s hand swept the area in a fluid motion and the heat was gone. The crowd murmured their appreciation. It must have looked impressive.
    “How was it?”
    “Interesting. I would like to feel it again, Master.”
    “But of course…” Sir dragged the wet swab over her spine and tapped the flame against it. Again, the fire raced up her back. It was too fast to cause pain, although the heat was brief and concentrated. Sir swept the flames away before they burned her skin.
    “I believe your ass is craving a little attention, téa.”
    Brie bit her lip as he caressed both cheeks with his free hand. Where his hand touched, the alcohol soon followed.
    “I always said you had a hot ass.” The crowd chuckled as he tapped her right cheek with the match and spanked it out with his hand. Then he moved to the left cheek, slapping that one several times just for fun after the flames went out.
    Brie closed her eyes as Sir explored her body with the flames. Always his caress came before the cool of the liquid and the burn of the heat. He had been right; it was relaxing and it was made all that more pleasant because of the abundant touching it required.
    “Now we will ramp it up a notch,” he announced to the crowd. Brie turned in time to see Sir take a swig from another cup on the table just before a fireball shot from his lips up into the air.
    People broke out in enthusiastic applause. Brie glanced over and saw that the crowd was huge now. Sir rinsed his mouth out with water before leaning down and giving Brie a kiss on the lips. “Turn over, téa.”
    She turned herself onto her back so that she was facing Sir. The fire in his hand danced in the reflection of his eyes, giving him an almost sinister look. “Now you can witness the beauty of the flames.”
    Sir blew out the match and put it back on the table. Like he had done for her back, he caressed her skin, warming it up before the fire play ensued, but this time he interspersed the caresses with gentle kisses all over her body. Brie purred silently. Could there be anything better than this?
    He turned up the volume, letting the lilting Celtic melody set the scene. Then he traced a line on her thigh before following it with the alcohol. Sir lit the match and said with a grin, “Toasted Brie,” just before he tapped the flame on her thigh and the fire raced up her leg.
    Brie gasped in surprise. It was exhilarating to actually see the flame as she felt its heat. “Oh, Sir…”
    “Do you like, téa?”
    She looked into his flaming eyes. “Very much, Master.”
    “My fiery goddess,” he growled as he caressed her other thigh. Brie held her breath as she watched him set fire to her skin. The flames danced upon her body before he swept them away. It was extremely sensual on a level she had not experienced before. She could feel the excitement of the crowd as they watched Sir skillfully control the fire to the graceful rhythm of the music.
    He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “This may feel a little hotter, my dear. Nipples are sensitive bits.”
    She looked at him in fear.