Flash Fiction Friday: Settling Up

“It’s your lucky day.  Since you’ve been such a good little bitch all week, you get to fuck one of us.”

He hadn't meant to smile, but he did.  His voice was quiet.  “Thanks.”

“Thanks, what?”  Her rebuke startled him.

“Thanks, Mistress.”

“We flipped a coin and Joelle lost, so you’ll be fucking her.”  Bill looked to the other side of the room where the other woman was attaching a camera to a tripod.  He raised his eyebrows suggestively.  “I’ll be recording it,” Sylvia continued.  “The first time you step out of line, the video gets sent to your wife.”

Bill didn’t care.  He hadn’t been allowed to get off all week, though he’d snuck off and rubbed one out behind the cabana the night before last.  Both women would have been upset with him if they knew.  “I’ll behave,” he said, engrossed in his own excitement.

“That’s right,” Sylvia said.  “You will be very good.”

“There’s one catch,” Joelle began as she climbed onto the bed.  As she spoke, the door opened and Adrian entered.  He was a bartender Joelle had been flirting with all week.

“Aw, come on!” Bill protested as the other man undressed.

“Just close your eyes, Useless, and pretend it’s Sylvia with her strap-on.” (209/209)

Behind the Scenes

This story is a follow-up to two of my earlier Flash Fiction Friday stories entitled "Cooling Off" and "Fighting Back".  If you've not yet read them, you should.

I initially had trouble with this prompt.  This photo doesn't depict my preferred threesome scenario, so it doesn't bring to mind a lot of ideas.  While I normally have no trouble thinking outside my own sphere of experience, when I saw the prompt photo on Monday night I couldn't think of anything.  Rather than force it, though, I decided to sleep on it and try again on Tuesday.  

On Tuesday I gave it another look and was again frustrated by my inability to come up with something.  Jill pointed out that, unlike some previous Flash Fiction Friday prompts, notably last week's, this one didn't really suggest a story to me; it was simply a straightforward picture that more or less speaks for itself.  So I had to really give it some thought.  None of the participants look sufficiently surprised or taken aback to suggest that someone was caught off-guard, and that was really all I had.

Then it hit me:  How about bringing back Sylvia, Joelle, and Bill, the trio who'd appeared in my two previous stories?  Once that thought crossed my mind, the rest was easy.  Everything came together perfectly in my mind and once I sat down to write, the story almost told itself.  I realize that the individuals in the prompt photo do not resemble their counterparts from previous prompts, but like the Griswold children in the National Lampoon's Vacation movies, we can chalk this up to recasting.

My first draft was exactly 209 words, which happens to be the limit.  I frequently write a story that is exactly the maximum amount of words, but I don't think I've ever done so in my first draft.  Of course, as is typical I forgot to include the required word, "...engrossed..."  However, a couple words dropped and a couple words added, and I was back up to 209.

Deleted Scenes

None, although originally the coin flip was to occur during the story.  When it became clear that I would never make it within the 209-word limit, I dropped the coin flip and made reference to it having already occurred.  I also had to excise a bit more descriptive detail that just didn't fit.

Soundtrack

I'm inclined to go with "Master and Servant" by Depeche Mode.  However, while the lyrics certainly fit, the tempo is a bit faster-paced than I think this story needs.  I much prefer the tempo and the overall sound of "Venus in Furs" by Velvet Underground.

Additionally, while I'm not a fan of country music, both "Shameless" by Garth Brooks and "Honey I'm Home" by Shania Twain nicely capture two different perspectives on femdom that could work for this story depending on your tastes.

Programming Note

We'll be out of town for the next two weeks, and may or may not have internet access, even on our phones.  While I will make every effort to participate in Flash Fiction Friday on July 13 and July 20, if we don't it's just because we're unable, not because we've in any way lost interest in the meme.