[SubmissiveGuyComics is also doing a post for our NaBloWriMo project]

Her breath was coming in desperate gasps, she wasn’t able to get enough oxygen into her lungs.

She doubled over for a moment to rest, sucking at the air.

“Nearly there, ten more,” he said.

She glanced up at him with a look of exhausted hatred. He tried to look encouraging, but it came off as a smirk, he shrugged.

She dropped back down into a crouch, her legs kicking out behind her as she moved into a plank, she lowered her body onto the floor, lifted her … Continue Reading

[SubmissiveGuyComics has also done an ‘eye contact restrictions‘ post for our NaBloWriMo project. As a side note, this is the first true piece of fiction I have written on the blog. Kind of a big deal for me.]

“Are you lookin’ at me?” I do my best Robert De Niro.

He is, of course, looking at me. He laughs.

I look back at him, repeat, “Are you looking at me?!”

This time he hears a tone. He does a mental shuffle to figure out what this game is. He shifts his focus from my face to … Continue Reading