This is a piece of flash fiction at just under 350 words. Let me know what you think. It's strictly rated R.
BEAUTY, THE BEAST
My captor comes to me, drenched in marbling moonlight. His face is a latticework of scars, hooded generously by the night. He always comes at night. Lazily, he tosses a sack of gold coins at my feet. His hands are hairy, clawed, his nails broken and jagged. I smile, unnoticed in the darkness. As a prisoner I have no use for money, but this is merely a formality. So ancient are the locks of my prison even a child could shake them to rust. But this is what I want; this is what I bargained for.
As he approaches, he stinks. Urine-stained fur, dried sweat, the stench of carnivorous breath. His swollen chest bursts through the frayed silk of his shirt and his cloven feet click and clack as he crosses the varnished floor towards my bed.
[This message has been edited by Kathleen Dalton Woodbury (edited February 26, 2009).]
To me, a character who just loves being tortured by a sexual sadist is simply unbelievable. While such a person might actually exist in real life, like the German fellow who wanted to be killed and eaten, in fiction it looks like a sexual fantasy entertained by the sadist in question.
If your modestly described R Rated story is in fact bondage porn, then your first 13 is probably right on the mark.
But no, the character doesn't love torture. That's what's hinted at in the beginning, sure. But the story's not as shallow as that. It's also not 'porn', since the sole purpose of porn is to arouse. This story isn't designed to be arousing. Also, I've never engaged in S&M, but I knowo people who do (regularly) and enjoy it. The whole point of S&M is not *real* degradation and abuse. It's about playing roles. People enjoy playing the role of a master or slave, but this doesn't necessarily transport itself to relations outside sex.
Read the whole thing and you'll see what I mean