Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wissof-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….
Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Frozen in mid-step, I am lost in the crowd. Is this love? anxious thoughts overwhelm my already feeble mind.
“You are free to choose.” he said to me.
I know he will hurt me. But without his touch I will disappear.
“Do you fear the pain?”
“Not the physical one.”
My whipped back still tingles from our last encounter, marked by his deceptively gentle hands. Is it wrong to crave this pain that makes me feel alive?
“I want to break you.”
Oh, my love, you already have, I think to myself as I take my next step.