Flash Fiction Friday #8
By: Measha Stone
“Will you use the flogger?” She questioned.
“Pateince,” he smiled teasingly across the table.
“Just tell me,” she pouted. He dropped his smile and his fork.
“Patience,” his frown should have stopped her.
“Just tell me,” she repeated.
“Very well,” his voice hard.
She was nearly dragged to her room. He led her to the corner and stripped off her clothing. He retrieved the collar hanging on the wall and snapped it into place. The heavy chain cascaded down her back, resting between her buttocks. “Pateince,” he instructed and left her in darkness.
Measha Stone
I love words. I love writing them down, I love reading them, and I love creating stories with them. Erotic Romance is my weapon of choice when deciding how best to spend my time. I read it, I write it and when at all possible I live it!
6 Comments
Luna Mauvaise
Oh, I love this one Measha! You should keep going with it.
xoxo
~Luna
Spanky
Hot hot hot! Sorry I left you off the list, but I rectified that situation!
Not My Original Vows
Very nice, Measha. It was a great cliff-hanger.
Katia
Paul
Measha, very nice, there are floggers and there are FLOGGERS!!! 😀
Warm hugs,
Paul.
Diable Incarne
I missed this one. I find it particularly appealing as I do delight in damnable denial… nicely Done.
ronnie
Love this Measha, Luna is right, you should finish it, Please 🙂