By Bud Koenemund
A 100 Word Story
For Lindsay
Her
heart raced as he tightened the steel handcuffs on her wrists. His fingertips
brushed over bare flesh, tracing upward along her spine. Leaning back against
the wall, he pulled her to him, and wrapped his strong arms around her. Her
eyes went wide as his left hand clutched her throat, cutting off her breath.
She was helpless, though not at all afraid of being so… not with him. For
several moments, his right hand rested between her breasts, feeling her
heartbeat; then drifted downward, across her stomach. He kissed the back of her
neck as she melted into him.
31 May 2021
Helpless
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