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She didn’t look convinced, so he swooped in for a long, hot kiss. By the time he came up for air, she had a nice flush from her cheeks down to her breasts, and lust had replaced the wariness in her eyes. Good!
“Undress, please.”
Her color intensified, and she looked around. Jackson waited for her to decide. Would she protest or use her safeword?
After a brief hesitation, Paula started to undress.
“Good girl,” Jackson praised. “What’s your safeword, Melda?”
Paula answered with the police codes they’d decided on months ago, and he was pleased with her automatic response and the way her shoulders relaxed when they reviewed them. He wanted her a little unbalanced but not scared.
“Remember red, yellow, and green will always work, too.” Once she was undressed, he ordered, “Lie down on your belly onthe table please.” Jackson raised his voice. “Kate, would you join us?”
Paula halted in her descent to the table, and he gave her a stern look. She obeyed, and he nodded in approval before turning to Kate.
“Thank you, Mistress, for your help.”
Kate inclined her head and stepped closer to Paula. She stroked Paula’s calf. “Paula, your Master has asked for my assistance in this scene because of my experience. I will touch you, but it doesn’t have to be sexual. What would you prefer?”
Paula stayed silent, and Jackson went to the table, squatting to be at eye level with her. “Melda, an answer is required. How far do you want Kate engaged in our scene?”
“Er, I don’t know, can— Can we play it by ear?”
Jackson looked over to Kate, and she shrugged. “Works for me.”
“Okay, Melda. For now, there are no limits on what you allow Kate, and it’s for me and her to decide what she can do with you and to you. However, if you use either ‘yellow’ or ‘ten seventy-five’ Kate will back off and only supervise and assist. Agreed?”
“Yes, Master.” She licked her bottom lip, and Jackson took her mouth in another passionate kiss.
“As a safety measure for this scene, I won’t bind you, but I need you to hold very still. Can you do that for me?”
Her eyes widened, but she answered “Yes, Master,” and he had to suppress a grin. Kate handed him the damp towel she’d prepared for them, and Jackson covered her hair with it, leaving her face free. He wanted her to see the flames.
“Can you warm her up, Mistress?”
“With pleasure,” was the swift answer. Jackson didn’t linger to watch but turned to the small side table where the spray bottle with rubbing alcohol, several batons, a utility lighter, and flash cotton were waiting for him. He had a fire extinguisher next tothe table as a safety precaution. A moan from Paula had him almost turning, but he forced himself to go over the scene once more in his mind.
Jackson shoved the lighter in his back pocket, and with the spray bottle in one hand and two batons in the other turned back to the table.
Kate gave him a big grin as she ran her slender hand over Paula’s pussy and showed the glistening wetness of her arousal. “Lovely responsive submissive, Master Jackson.”
Now that was a pleasant surprise. Not only had Paula enjoyed the touch of another woman, but she’d relaxed enough to become aroused. Jackson smiled and gave one of the batons and the spray bottle to the Mistress. They’d rehearsed their performance until they didn’t have to think about what would come next. Jackson lit the baton Kate was holding, and she sprayed alcohol on it to make bigger flames. It was as much for the visual effect as it was to make sure the baton was soaked and would drip burning liquid on the skin.
Paula stiffened when she noticed the big flames in her peripheral vision.
No way!
Was he thinking of setting her on fire? But now the setup made sense. The big fire extinguisher, the towel over her hair, Kate?—
Again, the swish of the spray bottle and roaring flames. Jackson took the burning mini torch from Kate and came closer.
What to do?
Safeword?
Run?
“How are you doing, Melda?”
