I run the flame down to his knee and then to his right inner thigh before placing it above his belly button. A small part of his skin around it is free of tattoos and marred flesh.
“Please, Daddy. Over in the spot I need it.”
“Not until you tell me what I want to hear.” I tease below his nipples and right upper pec. He quakes and whimpers. “I'm waiting.”
“What is it you want me to do? I'll do anything,” he says as I bring the flame back to the skin I covered in alcohol. I grab the gauze and wet the spot again before lowering the flame so low it makes contact.
“Tell me the truth.”
He takes a sharp breath, his head falling back and the veins in his neck bulging. “What about?”
I lift the flame before it can burn his skin and wipe a thin layer of alcohol on another scar-free area of his body. “How long were you really held captive for?”
“I've already told you.”
I click my tongue, lowering the fire to his skin again, and he winces, his breaths coming out in pants. After a few seconds, I lift it again, releasing the button. “Wrong answer. I'll keep causing pain in all the wrong spots until you give me the right one.”
I bring back the fire again with a quick preparation of my finger and he shakes his head. “Okay. I lied. I wasn't down there as long as everyone thinks I was.”
“How long then?”
He blinks up at me, his eyes watering. “Four months.”
I nod and massage his knee. “And who is Gunner?”
He rasps out a breath. “The person who helped me get free. We took over the place together. He does much better following my orders than the other way around.”
I smile at knowing Gunner doesn't have the same effect on my little dove the way I do.
“See. Was that so hard?”
“Do I get my request now, Daddy?”
“Almost. Two more questions for today. Was it you who had me kidnapped?”
“Yes.” His voice trembles.
“Why?”
“I… Because I wanted to make you suffer the way I had.”
I don't feel I've suffered nearly as much as he has but I came close, especially every time he pulled himself away from me, guarding his heart. He still does it, and it'll take a while before his walls fully come down. Good thing I don't plan on going anywhere anytime soon. I won't let him leave either.
He forced himself back into my life and that's exactly where he'll stay. On a table beneath me burning from my hands. I breathe in deep, slowly releasing my breath as I grab the alcohol pad again. This time I glide it over an old burn.
Ignacio smiles, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Do I get punished again after my reward?”
“No, baby, I think you've suffered enough.” I press the button on the lighter again and lower it to his skin, not fully touching it yet.
“But I've lied.”
“I guess that makes us even in a way then. I wasn't always honest either, but we can both tell each other the truth from here on out.”
He nods, his bottom lip slipping between his teeth. “Okay.”
Touching the fire to his skin, I count in my head before pulling it away. His teeth clench and his whole body vibrates, his cock leaking at the tip. It doesn't always arouse him sexually but sometimes everything is so strong and intense, he comes from the sensation and stimulation alone.
“I'm so proud of you,” I say. “I know that wasn't easy but you did it anyway. You're slowly learning to trust again by pushing past your fears and insecurities. We will continue to grow together.”