Daunt here. This will be the first time I've participated in Flash Fiction Friday. This weeks rules are to write about the photo below using 100 words or less, and include the word "folded". Let's see how we do.
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Lust, tension, and primal urgency well up within him. His body was on its own course now, no longer accepting directives from his mind. Looking down he finds her face glowing with passion and desire. With her legs folded beneath him he basks in the sensation of a final powerful thrust. Shuddering, he closes his eyes. He gently slips from her and sits back. Slowly his eyes open settling on the rose. His heart swells with emotion awestruck at her submission, but he begins to wonder, had he become the slave?
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12 comments:
Enjoyed your contribution, but tell me: did you really come up with your own title "A Ballet on Silk Sheets" independently from me? :)
Thanks for playing along!
-- PB
Welcome to FFF!
I loved your method of working "folded" in to the story and the slave/servant angle added an extra level of depth which encouraged me to read it over a few times.
Great stuff.
Thank you both!
@PB Well, I didn't realize I should have come up with my own title. When I went to your website to look up FFF, I just assumed "A Balley on Silk Sheets" was the theme; I cut-and pasted your title. Next time I'll think of my own.
No worries. I was just curious. Some people use a title, some don't. It just surprised me to see a title the same as mine. :)
Again, thanks for joining in!
-- PB
Welcome to FFF! I enjoyed reading it.
OOooh good! Love the end, I think he is the slave.
Great line: "His body was on its own course now, no longer accepting directives from his mind."
Thank you Lola and Hedone!
Great job your first time out!
Great job! I look forward to more of your writings!
Thanks, Jack, Jill and Word! I'm looking forward to next Friday.
Daunt - You are fantastic! I love this piece. Perfect!
Loving this.
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