Thursday, May 28, 2015

FFF# 104 The Clan

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 104th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


The Clan

Rose lies on the floor in a room covered in red velvet wolf pattern wall paper. Even the floors have a red hue to it. She finds herself wearing a black satin dress. She didn’t have this on earlier today.

“How…did I get…here?”

She turns to sit up she notices a black/grey wolf lying on her chest. Rose’s heart pounds hard.

“Welcome to my clan.” The wolf speaks smiling at her.

“What...clan?”

“I found you lost in the woods. I needed a mate for my clan.”

Rose notices marks on her arm.

“Werewolf to be exact.”

“Were…wolf?”

“Howl!!!!!!” The wolf…grins.

Friday, May 22, 2015

FFF# 103 The Competition

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 103rd Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


The Competition

Josh nervously works in the kitchen. His hands fumble to get the drink she desires. A glass slips from his fingers.. Josh looks around hoping she didn’t hear anything. This is a huge night for Josh. He is being tested. However, she’s not alone tonight. She has guests, and their view as well as hers determines his future.

He walks out carrying a tray with drinks as she sits on the sofa holding a large cigar. 

“I am pleased with your service so…you have won the…competition.” She then ties a blue ribbon to his hard pulsing cock.

“Thank...you Mistress.”

Thursday, May 14, 2015

FFF# 102 Willow's Wisdom

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 102nd Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday



Willow’s Wisdom


In an old town, by a slow moving river, stands a large old Willow tree. Her roots dip into the water as her other roots hold fast to the soft ground to keep her upright.  Willow’s branches blow in the wind as her long leaves dip into the river. She has had many generations care for her. Willow is the oldest of those around her. Other trees look up to her for wisdom and guidance. Willow loves to share stories of her long past. She finds the young trees grow stronger and wiser. She hopes to live another 500 years. 

Thursday, May 7, 2015

FFF# 101 Lone Wolf

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 101st  Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday



Lone Wolf

He rides alone, not even with other bikers. He likes his solitude. No one to look after, and no one to worry about. Rick loves how the wind blows through his long dark hair. He rides by night mostly as the roads are quieter and less crowded. Plus, he finds he can hunt better by night as well. Rick use to ride with his clan that he led for many moons. But after losing his rank as clan leader, death of his mate, and the loyalty of the clan made him decide where his skills would be better off.

Alone.