Excessive Speeding (Part 9)

When she was done, she looked down at Richard and sneered demandingly. Once again she pulled him to his feet and jammed the lit end of her cigar against the tip of his still hard cock. His intense agony delighted her even more, and she prepared for her finale. From the cabinet she pulled an old gasoline can and started pouring its contents over her devastated prey. She then soaked his clothes with the gas and used the rest to create a path to the door. She dropped the can and his clothes just out of his reach. Lastly, she took one more long cigar from the cabinet and lit it using the old cigar. She stood triumphantly before him, puffing sexily on the new, long cigar. As she did, she softly caressed his cock with her gloved hands. In a matter of a few strokes his shaft was rock-hard. She loved the control her sensuous smoking had over men, especially in light of what she had in store for Richard. "Oooh, my little dick wants to cum so bad! Don't you, dick?" she teased. Despite being to weak to answer, his erection continued to throb as she increased the pace of her strokes, until she had him on the verge of climaxing. Sensing his condition, she delighted herself by stopping just in time to deny him any pleasure. "Well, dick, I really hate to leave you, but I do have to get back to work. Goodbye, dick!" she cooed as she playfully waved goodbye. She turned and sauntered toward the exit. Richard's eyes followed her every step. When she reached the door, she turned and faced him one last time. There she threw her head back and puffed sadistically on her cigar, laughing contemptuously as she did so. She held up the old cigar butt that she had been carrying and smiled. At that moment Richard realized what was to be his fate and a look of utter terror came over his face. It was exactly what she had been seeking. In a manner so absolutely casual, she flicked the butt into the stream of gasoline on the floor. The liquid ignited instantaneously and within seconds, he was engulfed in flames. She exited, closed the door and relocked it, unperturbed by his screams of suffering.