Being positioned in front of the mirror is clearly part of the plan. I realise quickly how clever he has been. I can see myself and that is difficult. More than that I can see him and I can see what he is doing. The partial eye of the glass reflects back at me a slither of the story.
I know that he has lined up some toys. I don’t know which. I know that he has two glasses, but I am not sure what he has done with them. When there is a knock at the door he opens it. I hear him talk but I don’t see who to.
I am wet. My legs are opened wide and I can feel the cool air on me. I want to close them so badly. I don’t want to be so exposed.
I try to erase what I see.
I hear the second voice.
It is him.
I see him.
He sees me.
I feel as if everything stops, seizes up in that very moment, and as if a spotlight is suddenly shone on me, and I am illuminated for them.
I cast my eyes down but I cannot hide.
I feel as if I am stuck on a bit of a theme with my shorts. I suppose this is what I think about and therefore write about and I wonder if lockdown has given me more time to be exploring scenarios in my own head. What I wanted to get across this time was the feeling of becoming super aware of yourself. This is one of the things that will trigger my submissive space when it happens in the right context. Now we just need restrictions to be lifted so we can get back out there and have some fun again.
In the Mirror is part of the Saturday Shorts series I started where I use an image and try to write about it, limiting myself to either 100, 150 or 200 words. If you enjoyed reading In The Mirror then you might want to check out some of my other shorts by following the link on the badge above. If you are writing your own short then be sure to leave a link in the comments to this post so that I can come and read your post.