"Oh, no, no, no!"

Jack paused for a moment, the burning end of the cigarette an inch from her flesh just above her right knee. Monica peered down, horrified, her lips moving in silent prayer while her chest rose and fell mightily. She could already feel the burning tobacco, could feel her flesh singeing under the touch. And then…

"Agghghghghhhh!"

Monica thought her body would explode from the burning agony! Jack had dropped the cigarette to her flesh, leaving it there for a moment as the fire burned into her skin. There was an incredibly cold sensation for a second followed by the mind-bending feeling of fire slicking through her flesh! Monica jerked her hands wildly, the ropes cutting into her wrists. Her legs tried to straighten, those big muscles cramping as the stretched-thin pantyhose held and kept her prisoner. The blonde was thrashing as much as she could, her muscles bulging and pressing against her sweaty flesh, while her head snapped from side to side. "Noooo, oh, no, no, no!"

Monica was wild, her long blonde hair splashing over her face and throat, and her ruby-tipped tits slapped wetly together on her chest. Her nerves sang as that horrible cigarette burned into her flesh. There was the acrid aroma of her skin dissolving under that smoldering weapon.

"Ohhhhhh!"

Then he slid it up, up along one tendon, the tobacco burning the fine blonde hairs on her body. Monica whimpered, her jaw tight and drawn back while her eyelids fluttered and a pulse leaped at her throat. Staring back up at Jack, she saw he was wearing an almost amused expression, one corner of his mouth screwed up in a half-smile while his eyes twinkled. His prick was still sticking straight out, the head dark purple, juicing with precum as he pulled the cigarette up, up toward her cunt!