Friday, 25 July 2014
Flash Fiction Friday: Meeting my new master
After reading my flash I hope you will take the time to visit my friends, who are also taking part this week, and see what this picture inspired them write
Meeting my new master
Pushing the door open I walked in. The room was pitch black and I couldn't see a damn thing.
“Stop there!” His voice bellowed from out before the darkness lifted just enough for me to see him and, as soon as I did, I felt my knees go instantly weak.
He was sitting casually on the leather sofa, dressed impeccably in suit and tie and even more handsome than I had been led to believe.
Suddenly the door I had entered by slammed and as I turned to see why I felt him right behind me, his ice cold breath on my neck.