Microfantasy Mondays!
This neat little idea comes from the Sweltering Celt.
The rules:
Every weekend, I’ll post a theme for Microfantasy Monday. It could range from vanilla to a double scoop of rocky road with extra nuts, but it will be a theme. Whether or not you choose to follow the theme is up to you.
DO describe in however much detail you want a single “snapshotâ€, if you will, of a sexual scene.
DO let your inner (still) camera zoom in or out as much as you want.
DO post here in the comments once you’ve posted.
DO try to comment on others’ MMs.
DON’T describe the whole scene – leave something for the imagination!
I’ve taken a little different path than the lovely Celt in this. Rather than personalizing it as a scene with me as the subject, I anonymized it somewhat. I may play with different angles in the future, though.
I’m gonna take it a step further: if you find the single snapshot I write about appealing, continue it yourself, either on your own blog or in the comments here (I do ask that if you add to it on your own blog, please link back so I can see what the next scene is. 
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Like Ang, I’m hoping this will be a way to stretch my writer’s muscles a bit. I may eventually branch out into writing a little fiction here and there, but I’m not comfortable enough with my skills to do so yet. Being given a topic now and again may help.
Let me know what you think. Comments and suggestions always welcome.
This week’s microfantasy:
The scene opens in a kitchen; a frozen moment in a most mundane setting.
Wrists are bound with a combination of kitchen towels and duct tape (the towels seperate the wrists and keep the duct tape from contacting skin). The victim leans over the kitchen counter, naked and obediently still. Ankles are cuffed and attached to eyehooks screwed into a length of pvc pipe, keeping the subject’s legs spread wide for whatever nefarious purposes may be forthcoming; a ‘poor man’s spreader bar’, but quite effective.
Drawers are open and seem to have been rifled through. A selection of utensils is laid out on the counter well within sight of the hapless captive.
The wickedly smiling top peruses the selection: there’s silverware, spatulas, wooden spoons, meat tenderizers and barbecue brushes. On another countertop is a glass filled with icewater, a pair of chopsticks and rubber bands.
Ooh! I like. For me, MM is a way to express small pieces of my own fantasies but I like your way of giving it some anonymity. Since this is new, I think we’re all going to be exploring different angles and different ways to do it – but isn’t that what stretching our writing muscles is all about?
Yummy yummy…
I figure I could enjoy the scene from either top or bottom, so the identity-neutral stance works…and since I’m writing these to share with others, it makes it easier for a person to ‘plug themselves in’ to the fantasy in whichever role they choose.
Thanks for starting this!
-Panthera Pardus
spatulas and wooden spoons… yeah… my ass has memories of those…
They’re awesome…cheap, innocuous, and incredibly effective. *grins evilly* I’m a big fan of pervertibles.
-Panthera Pardus
Mmmm. It’s going to be really fun to see how we each deal with the topics… Although i knew what was meant, I took a slightly different route.
Your creativity is lovely (and hot). *smiles*
I can’t wait to see the path you took for yours…I’ll be checking there next. And thank you. Creativity’s what it’s all about.
-Panthera Pardus
Yes, I well remember the spatula shaped welts I wore for a bit… deliciously painful.