BURNT

Her imploring eyes looked at him and the callousness in them haunted her, making her want to act upon as he say. Slowly, her shivering lips moved and she slightly opened them. "Pull out your tongue," A few moments passed but she didn't, unable to guess what was going on in his mind when a metallic sound rose in the silent atmosphere and her eyes fell on the gun he had placed just placed on the table. Slowly, she pulled out her tongue out of her lips and as soon as she did that, the very instant, he held her tongue between his fingers and placed the burning end of smoke on her tongue. A scream erupted from her throat when he changed the position and placed the cigar on another area of her tongue. She felt her tongue burning and the ashy taste of cigaratte on her tongue. Tears flow down her eyes followed by sobs. He was burning her tongue. She couldn't even ask him to stop nor pull back because that would strech her tongue. The intensity of hotness she felt on her tongue was unbearable.