Jane Jago’s Drabbles – Three Hundred and Seventy

He wanted her to call him ‘Sir’ or ‘Master’ and to kneel for punishment. She was bored with the game, but in the end it was easier to please him than argue.

She settled to her knees with a straight back and her hands held loosely palm upwards on her thighs. Although she kept her eyes downcast she knew he would be smiling foolishly, even as he reached for the instruments.

Nothing happened for some time and her concentration drifted.

When he screamed she stood up quietly and left the room.

Sometimes electrical flex can be connected to the mains…

 ©jj 2019

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