This was a submission to a short story contest. It was to be 100-150 words and must begin or end with, "there was a creak, and the door opened."

The stinging penetrated her skin and went through her sex, detoured around her nipples and continued all the way up to her brain, driving her quite mad. The heat, the warmth, the redness had not come yet. The only thing that existed in her world was the sting. And the tears as they fell down her cheeks and dropped from her chin onto her toes.

Her hands cuffed over her head from a suspended ceiling chain wrung the air trying to grab hold of some sanity. Her feet danced a jig as she tried to escape the sting, dancing in place, because to turn would mean the thin piece of bamboo Master used to punish her would hit other parts of her body hurting so much worse.

She tried desperately to hear his commands over the sounds of her sobbing. He leaned close, His pants grazing her wounded flesh, "That's just the warm up precious!"
There was a creak and the door opened.


I won 3rd place. :)
Brooke Sumiso "Precious Girl" Adored - 16 years, 9 months, 29 days ago

Another interpretation is that Man was born and history began with the first struggle, which ended with the first masters and slaves. Man is always either master or slave; and there are no real humans where there are no masters and slaves. History comes to an end when the difference between master and slave ends, when the master ceases to be master because there are no more slaves and the slave ceases to be a slave because there are no more masters. A synthesis takes place between master and slave: the integral citizen of the universal and homogenous state created by Napoleon
Brooke Sumiso "Precious Girl" Adored - 17 years, 11 days ago

All I know is I'm lost without you I'm not gonna lie
How am I going to be strong without you I need you by my side
If we ever say we'll never be together and we ended with goodbye
don't know what I'd do ... I'm lost without you
I keep trying to find my way but all I know is I'm lost without you
I keep trying to face the day I'm lost without you

How am I ever gonna get rid of these blues
Baby I'm so lonely all the time
Everywhere I go I get so confused
You're the only thing that's on my mind
Brooke Sumiso "Precious Girl" Adored - 17 years, 11 days ago

This slave wishes to thank all the friends of herself and her Master. Your friendship, support and offers were greatly appreciated and did help very much in the eventual repair of the damage done by W/we to O/ourselves.

Another thank you to all the Masters who offered to take me in... your offers will not be forgotten, the tender and the bizarre... *giggles*

I am where I belong, at my Master's feet.
Thank you again.
Brooke Sumiso "Precious Girl" Adored - 17 years, 12 days ago

One should be more careful with treasures one considers precious.
Brooke Sumiso "Precious Girl" Adored - 17 years, 12 days ago