Flash Fiction Friday: “Holiday Encounter”

I had fun with my Flash Fiction Friday entry for this week. It took quite a few hours to hone it, which including cutting more than fifty words from the first draft. The final product comes in a 249 words and manages to use all three of the wildcards: “scar”, “safety pin”, and “scull”. For those who aren’t familiar with Australian slang: In that country, the word “scull” is used as a verb meaning “to drink the entire contents of something without stopping”. I hope you enjoy this week’s tale. Please note that it contains mild sexual content.

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HOLIDAY ENCOUNTER

I was on holiday in Sydney, sampling the nighlife at Prometheus Bound, a club catering to the BDSM crowd. I’d never been to such a place, but holidays are for trying new things. The walls and patrons both were adorned with whips, chains, and bondage devices; I shuddered as I entered, imagining the wounds they inflicted, the scars they left. The music was upbeat, carefully selected to stimulate and kindle the flames of lust. The hypnotic rhythm of the lights and the faint musky scent added to the raw sexuality.

I’d been there an hour and a half, alone, too overwhelmed to mingle but too curious to leave, when a woman approached. I was hardly innocent, but to this crowd, I was virginal. My clothes were enough to give it away. I was the only one there without leather, chains, safety pins, and the like. I felt like prey as she walked toward me, but I couldn’t help staring as her hips swayed beneath her black miniskirt, and her pert breasts—unbound by a bra—bounced just slightly beneath her diaphanous white blouse.

I grew aroused. My erection fought to break through my jeans. I sculled the remainder of my drink and breathed deeply. I mustered the courage to greet her, but before I had a chance, she tossed something on the table before me. I looked down and saw my ID.

“You dropped this on your last trip to the bar,” she said. Then she turned and walked away.

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  1. Awww…I was getting all aroused and ready for it to go all kinky, what a great tease! Awesome post!

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  2. =o oh noes. Poor narrator. He was so excited about her too. I think this was a great story, Travis. I love how you twist your endings like that. Good stuff.

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  4. Bet he was as frustrated as we were! Nice.

  5. Nice twist. I enjoyed the usage you coined for scull!

  6. it must really be embarrasing to have such an experience,poor him.


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