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Smoke
Flash Fiction by Bice

She took a long drag, “What a weird taste.”

“What’s weird about it?”

Her look was curious as she took another puff, “It’s just got this hit at the edge of it, like metallic or something. I can’t really place it.” 

“Well it wasn’t cheap.”

She smiled, “Awww, that’s super sweet, you went and got us fancy cigarettes to celebrate, huh? Well, don’t think I don’t appreciate it. This whole night has been super special and the best of is yet to come.” Her body shivered, just a little, like a chill ran up her spine. “Mmm.. is there weed or something in these?”

“Maybe a little, I’m not sure. Why?”

Her smile faded, but didn’t disappear, “Just feels kinda like that. A little buzz in the front of my head, you know?”

“I’m not sure if I do, can you explain it better?”

She giggled, “Oh come on, you know what I mean.. just that little buzz that you get after the first hit, like your brain getting ready for the rest of it or something like that.. I don’t know.”

“What don’t you know?”

“What do you mean? I mean, I explained it. You’re being super silly, maybe you had a drink too many?” Another long drag, holding it in and letting it out slowly. She wriggles just a little on the sheets and lets out a soft ‘mmm’

“That must be really good weed then, I just saw your whole body relax.”

Her voice has taken on a breathy quality, her body not still. “It did…. it’s just.. a suuper heavy feeling, like reaaally good. I mean, it feels like I’m like.. just sort of floating and stuff.”

“Like you are giving in to it?”

Her red painted lips make an ‘O’, ‘Oooh, that’s like… exactly it.. like I’m giving in to it… wow… cuz like..” Another light flimsy giggle. “I want something, but … I.. I don’t know what… right?”

“I think I might know.”

She let out a soft coo, “Ooh.. please tell me… it’s like… god I don’t know.. It just feels like.. it would, like… fix it.”

“Fix what?”

“Fix like.. my .. I don’t know, it’s like.. I need it, right?” She giggled again, taking another long luxurious pull, the smoke so much thicker as it doesn’t blow as much as roll out of her mouth. 

“You’re right. You do need it.”

Another giggle, she says nothing, just looks at me as if she thought I’d say more. “..what is it?” she whispers, pupils dialated, heart visably thumping, body making the same slow roll left to right.

“If I told you that it would feel good to do anything I asked, would that sound right.”

Her skin flushed. “….i..”

“You do, don’t you? You can’t think. Your body is on fire. All you want to do is kiss me right now. If I’m right, just say ‘Yes Mistress.’

The pause is brief, …fuck.. please… yes…”

“Yes. Mistress.”

Her back arches to reach my mouth. 

“Not until you say you say ‘Yes Mistress, I need to obey.”

She whimpers, feeling the weight of desire and pulls on her cigarette one last time… ‘yes mistress.. i …..” She knows if she says it, it must be true. Finally.. ‘I need to obey, oh god yes please oh my i need it..” it bubbles out of her, a litany of desire until it is finally cut off by your lips.