In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 67th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday
Arella savors the sweet flavor as the nectar drips down her arm and onto her bare bosoms. She grins with delight as she makes play with this sweet nectar. Arella looks from her bath to see her servants cringe.
“Do not fret for you will be next for me to taste. I will make your service forever known to my court and you will be remembered, just as those of who have gone before you.”
Arella continues to lick the nectar that to her is like honey for a bear, as she continues to bath within her sweet eternal bath.