Flash Fiction Friday 1-25-13: "Lighthaze"

 

FFF for Friday Jan 25

The light was overwhelming. Even through the loosely tied scarf, it permeated her, suffused her.  Wrapped loosely in white linen, she breathed steadily, evenly, while he completed his task. Anticipation coiled lazily in her stomach, twisting, twisting. The rough texture of denim on her bare ass only heightened the sensation.

She blew a tendril of hair out of her mouth and he smacked her flank lightly. "Hey," he admonished. "I said no movement." She smiled to herself at the tremble in his voice. Betrayed by his own lust.

She heard his buckle being undone, then the purr of the zipper. He knelt, straddling her legs. Groaning, he pressed against her. Groaning, he slid home. A small sound escaped her, a soft sigh of acceptance. She planted her hands more firmly against the wall and rocked back against him. Ragged breathing was her only response. Her forehead dropped, pressed against the cool of the headboard, rested there.

Abruptly he stiffened, emitted a strangled cry. She felt him flooding into her, and rejoiced.

After, he lay alongside her, stroking her lightly. His hands were rough but tender.

"I wasn't....too hard on you, was I?" he asked, wanting reassurance. She rolled her eyes behind the blindfold. Barely thirty seconds, she thought, no, I don't think that was too much.

But she smiled, and said, "You did fine, honey. We'll try for longer next time."

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Word = Dark or light (but not both in the same piece)
Word Length = 300 for 1, 150 for 2, or 75 for 3
Extra Credit = Where did she go to college?

Director's commentary:

I absolutely love the lighting of this shot. Something about the way the guy in this photo is fumbling with the knots and the posture of her body suggested an inexperienced guy who wants to play around with some bondage. I thought I'd have some fun with the idea that he got so excited by it that he only lasted a short time. Who's the woman? Is she his girlfriend? His wife? His mistress? A call girl? You decide. To me, she's his wife, indulging him and turned on by the idea, but a little disappointed at the execution. Well, not everything in the bedroom works out perfectly. That's why you practice until you get it right for all participants. :)

Where did she go to college? She looks like a Vassar girl to me. Don't ask me why.

Thanks to Advizor for putting this one together. If you want to see who else is playing, drop by his page.

Happy FFF! 

-- PB

Flash Fiction Friday 11-18-11: "Over Too Soon"

(Source image: "Monday" by Darren Hopes)

“It isn't fair, is it, Basil?” she mused aloud. “The weekends are just too damn short. Monday always comes too soon.” She grimaced. “If only some of my clients would too. Then I wouldn't be so sore, even after a weekend off.”

She sighed, and stubbed her cigarette out on the front stoop. “Ah well. No use moping; I'd better get back to work.” She stood and stretched, resigned to another week of empty embraces and unforgiving beds, of panted promises and protestations of love that never amounted to anything.

She drew back her shoulders so her breasts stood up nicely, and flashed a smile at the gentleman walking down the street. “Good morning, fine sir. Fancy a bit of a frolic?”

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Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 86-136 words. Additionally, I provided a key word I wanted to see used somewhere in the submission:

"...resigned..."

Nobody's checking word counts, or for the key phrase, but you're only cheating yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're doing it to earn a spanking (in which case, see me after class).

Special Bonus Director's Commentary Track: 

There was something a bit sad and lost about the woman in this artwork. I wanted to capture some of that in this little tale but when I started writing it went somewhere a bit different. She seems more fatalistic than sad, more resigned to her job than trapped by it. I suppose there could be worse ways to be making a living.

I'm not sure where I got the name "Basil" from. The cat just looks like a Basil to me.


If you are playing along this week, please leave your link below using the widget. It will appear in the text of the post itself, not in the comments, so everyone that's playing will be listed here. This frees me from having to chase people down to find out if they're playing or update the Friday post several times for late entries. Your cooperation is appreciated.

In any case, the participants list is below. Go check them out, and thanks to all who played along.



Check back here on Monday for the next challenge! And if you have any photos or artwork you'd like to see in a future challenge, please send them my way. 

-- PB

Flash Fiction Friday 6-17-11: "Five Star Service"

(Source image: "Room Service" by John DuPret)

"Will there be anything else, madam?"

She shook her head, distracted by something. "No, thank you."

He turned to go, and then she knew what it was. She'd forgotten the customary gratuity. And such prompt service deserved a tip. A large tip.

"No, wait."

He turned back, inquiry in his gaze. "Yes, madam?"

She untied her robe and let it fall to the floor. She expected shock, but he merely nodded and approached, his hands already going to the zipper of his slacks.

After, when she'd regained her breath, she confessed to being surprised.

"Why should you be?" he said calmly, already dressing, not a hair out of place. "We pride ourselves on five-star service."

She could only agree.

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Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 64-94 words. Additionally, I provided a key phrase I wanted to see used somewhere in the submission:

"...a large tip..."

Nobody's checking word counts, or for the key phrase, but you're only cheating yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're doing it to earn a spanking (in which case, see me after class).

Special Bonus Director's Commentary Track:

I enjoyed putting this one together, but I should have perhaps allowed a longer word length. I wanted to do more with this than the word limit allowed me to. I may explore the concept a bit more later, or bring more of a Victorian feel to it (it certainly has that look, in the artwork), but at least I'm satisfied with this one, for a change.

Please note that I am no longer collecting the participants list. If you are playing along this week, please leave your link below using the widget. It will appear in the text of the post itself, not in the comments, so everyone that's playing will be listed here. This frees me from having to chase people down to find out if they're playing or update the Friday post several times for late entries. Your cooperation is appreciated.

In any case, the participants list is below. Go check them out, and thanks to all who played along.



Check back here on Monday for the next challenge! And if you have any photos or artwork you'd like to see in a future challenge, please send them my way. 

-- PB