Stereotype Domme...Not The Real Me. @MichaelaRhua #FFF #Domme

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

 

This is my first Flash in a very long time!

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.

Not The Real Me.

This is what they have come to see. Me. This me clad in leather, in control, in charge of these three willing subs on their knees, wanting more than they are willing to admit to the real world. But here they are protected, allowed to be free.

Is this me? No. This is a role I play for those who can afford to pay to see me. I will be on good form tonight and these subs will cry out as my whip lands on their lily white flesh and they edge closer and closer to that place where they fly.

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#FFF The Challenge @MichaelaRhua #Domina #Submissive

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.

The Challenge.

His limbs began to shake and shiver with the strain of hours crouched in this position. Cyprian gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tighter in an effort to keep his body under control. The bolder under his feet had grown hotter and he felt the scorching heat on  his back. Nothing but the the swish of the fan could be heard. Her hand-maidens keeping her is cool as she watched him suffer. It was not suffering for he did it willingly. Cyprian would do anything just to be able to call her My Domina.

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Mother Earth. #FFF @MichaelaRhua

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.

Mother Earth.

When all life began, she was there – Mother of the Earth. Life sprang under her feet. Fertile and abundant. She danced and magic flowed through her – the ground shook as plants reached for the sun. Colours emerged, happiness spread and all living things bowed to her.

Now we,who see with more than our eyes, can still see her dancing when a new life emerges. Flowers are knitted into her hair which blows in the warm breeze. Her  hands bestow gifts and talents to each of us and she watches eagerly how we use what she has given us.

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Feel it. #FFF @MichaelaRhua

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.

Feel it.

A large, familiar hand covered her eyes. She stood still as her world went dark. His warmth surrounded her in a cloak of safety.

“Hear it. Open your heart and let it flood through you.”

Each chord that was played seemed clearer. It was as though her ears were hearing the piece for the very first time. The notes reached out to her, enticing, seducing her mind. They reached into her very soul and she felt as though she were floating.

“That’s it – feel it, feel the music. Now you see what playing with your heart means.”

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Water Baby. #FFF @MichaelaRhua

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.

Water Baby.

She loved the water. It was the place she lost herself,  as she dove into the depths. A myriad of possibilities existed where nothing was impossible. Each stroke healed her soul and washed away the ups and downs of her day. Lying her with him was perfect. She smiled as he pulled her closer.

" Still my water baby." His gentle voice filled was with love.

Her heart missed a beat, then another. Each little wave coming towards them took a little bit of her away, until that moment when she closed her eyes and her soul float away.

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No Adulation #FFF @MichaelaRhua

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.

No Adulation.

The show was over. The audience gone. She wiped the last of the stage makeup off and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Who are you? Your face is familiar, like a memory stuck in time. I used to know you, before all this. She scanned the room, flowers, cards and champagne; gifts of adulations. The door creaked opened slowly and he came closer. A tug of the strings loosened her corset and her dress begins its slow slide down to the floor.

Now would begin another performance. There would be no adulation. Only the brand of ownership.

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Voyeur #FFF @MichaelaRhua

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.



Voyeur

The illicit thrill of watching in silence ran through him like sparks of electricity bubbling under the skin. Wet bodies sliding against each other, slow groans of pleasure filled the room. What should have been red hot anger ebbed away, what remained was…desire, not for his wife but for him. Water droplets wove their way down the chiseled torso to the erect cock. His own awakened becoming rock hard as he feasted his eyes on the Adonis. Deepest desire no longer hidden but open and accepted.

 “Voyeur no more,” she said, holding out her hand to him.

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My Creation #FFF @MichaelaRhua

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. I couldn't resist joining in today, not only because of the fabulous picture but also because it's my BIRTHDAY!!!!!

Here is my flash so you be the judge.


My Creation.

Black merged into white. Glossy black running like a slow river through the pureness of  white. Evil into good. My heart sank. I wanted this to be right but it seemed the paint has chosen its own path and all I could do was watch. An image began to form as the colours ran towards each other to fill the space. Life began to form before me; smooth curves, loops turning into curls and perfect lips that were as black as night. But her eyes, oh her eyes, glinted and glistened, searching my soul. Oh yes, perfect – my creation.

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Inspection Time #FFF @MichaelaRhua

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.

Inspection Time.

This spot inspection caught all the inmates unawares. They heard the clip-clop of the Warden's heels coming up the stairs. Dry throated prisoners stood waiting, tense and excited. Maybe one of them would be picked for 'Special Duty.' Would she want blond, dark, fair, tall or small? Random were her choices, so guessing was no point. She was wearing her favourite fragrance, it wafted to them in this airless space, enticing, memorizing and making them rock hard – just like she liked them. Only one hung his head. The prisoner at the end – he had been chosen – last time.

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A Moment in Time. #FFF @MichaelaRhua

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.

A Moment In Time.

How can this be that she is here before me? Her life was extinguished before my eyes. I saw it, I know I did. Yet she is there in my court, kneeling at my throne. Her almond eyes are warm and soft. She remembers every shared moment we had, every touch. Her lips are full and look as soft as ever. How can the past be so present? So now I stand before you my gold protector, my symbol of strength – do I put my love to death for treason or accept her back to me?

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My Morning Sun. #FFF @MichaelaRhua

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.

My Morning Sun.

We are entertainers, vying for attention. The crown of glory is our prize. If we are victorious then rich Roman ladies will want to be our sponsors and pay close personal attention to us. That is not what I desire; he is my desire, who stands so I may be in shade and rest awhile from the morning sun. He is my morning sun. We are next. This moment is the last moment I will have with him. It is a perfect moment and one that I will take with me into the arena, where I will kill him.

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At Last. Flash Fiction Friday #FFF @MichaelaRhua

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.

At Last.

Empty champagne glasses lay here and there. Empty platters of food waited to be cleared up. Was anything else empty? No, Rob's heart was full; he had everything he ever wanted resting on his shoulder. Mike was his husband at last. The journey had been long and hard. Was it worth it? Hell yes, he smiled and laid a soft kiss on Mike's head.  They knew the date it would be legal and they had planned their wedding for exactly that day. Their life was no longer missing anything. The rings said it all. Mr and Mr at last.

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Protected. Flash Fiction Friday #FFF

                        Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday.

Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story based on an image. 
Here is my offering - enjoy x

                                                                   Protected.

Smooth caramel skin, soft and warm under his touch. She lay sleeping, exhausted after their love making. He smiled to himself as he stroked her round breast, recalling the way she moan when he nibbled, sucked and licked her all over. It had taken him almost a year of building their relationship before she had finally let him see her naked. What the hell had she been afraid of? To him she was sexy with delicious curves. He promised to hold her safe in his hands, protected and far from the harm she had suffered before him. 

Don't forget to pop along and see what other Flashers have come up with. Each one has a slight different take on the image. I'm off to check out the others!

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J S Morbius: http://morbiussworld.blogspot.co.uk/

Doris O'Connor: http://thetardisscribbles.blogspot.co.uk/

Decadent Kane (Summer)  : www.decadentkane.blogspot.com

AuroraRose Andromeda: http://rollingmuseintheroses.blogspot.com/

Pablo Michaels: http://www.pmmanmanromance.com

Remembrance. Flash Fiction Friday. #FFF

                                           Welcome to the Flasher Fiction Friday.

Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story based on an image. Here is my offering - enjoy x

Remembrance.

Feather light kisses showered her neck, cooling the fire building in her. A grip so tight that spoke of possession and need.

"You are my desire," his warm breathe caressed her over sensitized skin.

Hands demanded, wanting and needing. Not to satisfy his desire but to worship her like a precious jewel. She lay there on the table for him to pleasure again and again, giving her body to him without holding anything back.

Only now, as she glanced at the table, all she saw was memories of the time when she was truly alive rather than just existing.

Don't forget to pop along and see what other Flashers have come up with. Each one has a slight different take on the image. I'm off to check out the others!

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Mine. Flash Fiction Friday #FFF

Welcome to the first Flasher Fiction Friday of 2014.

Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story based on an image. Here is my offering - enjoy x


                                                                              Mine!

That was the last straw; seeing him pat her ass on the way out. It took very fibre in his being to keep his wolf from ripping him apart. Watching her ass sway as she cleaned down the counter tops had him hard in an instant. He grabbed her waist, he swung her around onto the counter. Her hands pushed against him at first but not for long. He waited a moment to read her eyes. They softened and her lips parted. The invitation was made and he accepted.

"Mine!" He growled out before branding her with his lips.

Don't forget to pop along and see what other Flashers have come up with. Each one has a slight different take on the image. I'm off to check out the others!

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The Offering. Flash Fiction Friday #FFF

                             Welcome to the first Flasher Fiction Friday of 2014.

Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story based on an image. Here is my offering - enjoy x


                                                                The Offering

A shower of rose petals drifted to the altar. Corie stood back, examining her handiwork. Perfect. The breeze through the window fluttered across her warm skin, cooling her every nerve. Quick footsteps made their way to the room. Without hesitation. Corie climbed up and lay waiting, hoping she would be a fitting offering to the one she adored from afar. With shaking hands, she smoothed down her blonde hair, letting it tumble over the edge. Taking one last deep breath, Corie stared at the door. The footsteps stopped. The brass door handle twisted and the oak door opened slowly.

Don't forget to pop along and see what other Flashers have come up with. Each one has a slight different take on the image. I'm off to check out the others!

J S Morbius: http://morbiussworld.blogspot.co.uk/

Doris O'Connor: http://thetardisscribbles.blogspot.co.uk/

Michelle Howard: www.michellehowardwrites.com

Davee Jones: http://finless.blogspot.com/

S.J. Maylee: http://SJMaylee.com

Muffy Wilson: http://muffywilson.blogspot.com

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Flash Fiction Friday - Acting Up #FFF #Giveaway #ChristmasBloghop

Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story based on an image. This week is very special because each blog is offering a prize! A pre-Christmas goody!
The more blogs you hop along to and comment the greater chances of winning.
The blog hop runs from 13th December to the 16th.
Each author will be responsible for their own prize - so hop away.

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I would love to hear what you think of my flash bellow. One lucky winner will be chosen at random to receive a book from my back list - so please leave your email!

Enjoy the Blog Hop!

Acting up.

"Let go of me you brute!" She screamed at the top of 

her lungs. Kicking her legs and thumping his broad back was having no effect.

"I'll let you go when you're safe," he spat out.

What started as fun pole dancing classes had ended with her being grabbed and thrown unceremoniously over her husband's shoulders. At first her friends had thought he was part of the act – the sexy fireman who turns out to be a stripper. No – all it took was her in her barely there basque to make his blood boil – exactly as Saffy had planned!

Why not see what the other Flashers have come up with. Just click the graphic or the link below.

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The Watcher. Flash Fiction Friday #FFF

Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story based on an image.

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The Title came to me immediately, however the flash itself has taken a bit of time. Hope you like it.


The Watcher.

It was his job. The only thing he could do was watch her. He was commanded to watch and not intervene. Each flick of the whip that landed on the previous smooth caramel skin of her back, he felt. The only gift he could give her was to share her pain. Closing his eyes, he savoured each lash, the more he absorbed, the less she felt, until she finally collapsed in a heap on the muddy ground when her tormentor was spent. His heart reached out to hers, in that moment, the change began. His time on earth would  begin. 

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Flash Fiction Friday Sweet Music #FFF

Well...Okay...So...

I feel like I need to introduce myself all over again.

Hello, I'm Michaela Rhua, Micky or Mik to friends...wife, mother, sister, lover...

I write...well occasionally...it has been that long.

This is me breaking my duck (I think that's the right phrase?)


I saw this image and it grabbed me straight away. Hope you enjoy my flash. Be gentle, it's been a while...x

Sweet Music

Each note tugged at her heart, drawing her closer. She saw her sitting in the very centre of the bare, stone room, eyes closed; absorbed in the magic she was creating each time her fingers touched the strings. The Mistress stood in the archway, watching the youngling from whose hands emerged a rainbow of colours that swirled around the room, stretching and reaching deeper into her own cold heart. She felt the warmth of the music begin to melt her core. Her mind knew what her heart struggled to accept. She had found her sweet music.

Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story based on an image.
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Flash Fiction Friday - Waiting #FFF

Hello and welcome to Flash Fiction Friday.

This is my first time so be gentle with me *giggles*.

WAITING...

I wait on my knees for you, just as you asked. The chair in front is the place where you will sit. These few moments that you have given me to compose myself are torturous. I want you here, now. Make me new; make me perfect, just for you. I long for your hands on my skin, your soft voice murmuring in my ear and your warm breath fanning my neck. The door opens and light floods this room, this sanctuary that will be just ours. My heart beats faster as I wait for you oh Mistress.

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