Friday, October 21, 2011

Flash Fiction Friday 10-21-11: ...Like A Songbird



"Put them on," the command echoed in the stark room.

She shook her scarlet hair low, refusing to look into the spotlight.

"Now you find the crescendo of their orgasmic duet caustic? Now you can't stand the proof?"

She refused to be grateful for his indelible recording even though she begged him for corroboration.

"Tell you what, my pretty little songbird. I'm turning on the mic. We're recording. I'll come in just like you begged me to as you stripped for me in the spotlight. I'll fulfill every pained delight. But first, put the headphones on..."




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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 38-98 words 
and include the phrase "pained delight" in the piece

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10 comments:

Max said...

Wow, you've told quite an involved story in so few words. Lovely piece. :-)

Happy FFF!

Tame said...

I can't believe how much you got into the word count - brilliant.

David said...

Resistance is futile, nice tension, putting her at the nexus of the forward movement of the story. Nicely done.

Word said...

Oh! wicked! ruthless! beautifully done.

Ryan Beaumont said...

It's odd that all the female bloggers interpretation seems to be that the girl is on the receiving end of some male Dom behavior. I always thought these would be a good personality test.

Cheeky Minx said...

The mix of pain, jealousy and desire in this piece is dizzying. Beautifully crafted and evocative...

Jack and Jill said...

You do a great job handling subtext in a very short story. The pain is palpable. Great job.

-Jack

Topaz said...

Thanks all! I really squeezed by with one word short of the count :-)

Ryan: what an interesting observation! I think you're onto something about these Flash Fiction telling of our social makeups...

Advizor54 said...

So... let me get this straight... she's listening to her husband who's cheating, but she's about to sleep with the Private Eye she hired, and he's taping it, so he's going to sell it to the husband for a blackmail double-cross? Sounds like an erotic Agatha Christie novel.

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