Day 5: 701 words (unedited) – “On the bed, kitten.” She fidgeted at the end of the bed, dancing from foot to foot. Her nerves were threatening to get the best of her and they hadn’t even started yet. “Daddy,” she whispered. “I don’t think I can do this.” “Let’s help you relax just a little.” …
I am exposed here in a way that makes my heart trip and my body squirm. There was a reason and purpose behind this photo I know may not make sense to everyone, but I’m choosing to share it anyway. See what else has been shared
Day 4 last day for horror prompt – 2012 words {Redacted} I’m taking this post off line. I’ve done some edits and am hoping to submit this story for publication to an anthology. Enjoy the pretty picture in the meantime.
A non-Nano post. The semi-focused participant in me is not going to think about the words not counting toward the month. I’m not… Anyway, back to the point of the post. The heart and soul of sharing our shit is boosting each other up in the community. Last week’s post touched on the why it’s …
Day 3: word count 875 – “The main course is a little simpler, but no less hearty than previous dishes. A delicious beef bone broth.” She watched him move around the room, raw excitement radiating off of him as he worked the crowd. He was in his element here. Chef, host, entertainer, he was a …
Story 2- 746 words – She heard the sound of his shoes on the hardwood floor and dropped to her knees on the rug. Her eyes pinched in confusion, but the skin smoothed out as her mind swam with thoughts of pleasing. Her body was bare as was required of her when he wasn’t home, …
Day 2. 505 words in story one. Inspired by Exhibit A’s writing prompts with song lyrics. – She arched into him, her hands gripping his wrist. Long nails left divots in his skin that drew blood, the metallic odor scenting the air. “You’re so beautiful.” He swallowed a groan as he pushed his cock inside …
Nano Day 1 (1193 words). Patience please – What a shitty night. It was pissing rain, making seeing more than a few feet in front of the swishing wipers a fucking chore. The awfulness of it all was compounded by being lost on this back country road when all he wanted to do was …
“How was the gym?” She tossed her bag down and dropped on the couch beside him. Her shirt clung to her skin and she felt hot all over. “Sweaty. Intervals today on the treadmill.” She straightened her left leg out and gave it a shake. “Battling through with some endurance training.” “Did anyone notice your …
I haven’t been in much of a picture taking mood lately, but my best friend gave me a scarf I wanted to do something with. Maybe not what she intended, but that’s okay. It’s my version of scarf session.