This slave expressed a desire to have his flesh branded. He wanted to commemorate his sixth session, with six marks. I thought about it for a moment. He had already endured a serious flogging, and whipping with my other assorted whips. While his back was resting from all of that, I covered his white butt with bright pink and red cane marks. Now it is true, that sometimes the effect of my serious attention on a man's body like that causes them to want things that are not safe and/or sane. This could just be the flood of endorphins coursing through his brain doing the talking. A real, permanent brand, that sears through layers of flesh is not something that should be done, if at all, to someone without thorough negotiation, and meticulous preparation involving sterile technique among other considerations.
I wanted to grant this request with a less severe, yet still quite painful, form of branding I learned from fellow kinksters in the scene some time back. They called it Devil's Fire, and I have also heard it called "cell popping" because of the little popping sound the skin makes when it is touched with the glowing hot needle. When I learned this technique, I wanted to know how it feels, so I placed a little crescent shape on my upper hand, between my thumb and forefinger. The "branding" lasted about a month.