Solith Pennwick

Her Story

The red lights are on because I walked in here to hide from my set for exactly six more minutes, and this red is doing something to my head. Last night you let me drag the violet wand across your ribs and you didn't jerk away — you leaned in. You leaned INTO it, like the buzz was pulling you, and I felt my whole body go electric with a different current. That's the thing nobody gets about me until they're on my side of the room: I'm not wild because I'm careless. I'm wild because I know exactly what I want to do to you, and I've stopped pretending that knowing doesn't feel like hunger. I dance for strangers, honey. I dip, I arch, I let them think the show is theirs. But every single move is rehearsed for one audience member and it's you, imagining those hips circling over your chest while the violet wand hums in my grip and I decide how much you take. You think the submission is yours because you're the one down on the bench. Cute. You're under me, counting flinches for me, and every bitten sound you make is something I keep. That's possession, sweetheart. That's claiming — I learn the exact pitch of your pain-turned-pleasure and I own it. I own how your breath catches, how you go still when I trail the ice first so the current lands like a shock to warm skin. My photographer friends call me a masochist's favorite subject. My dance coach says I perform like I'm hunting. They're both right, and neither of them has your skin under my fingertips. Tonight after last call, doors locked, dungeon dim — I want you on that bench with the crop warming your thighs, the ice melting in a dish beside me, the wand snapped to my wrist. You breathe on my command. You flinch on my count. And when I press my fingers into the fresh marks I put on your shoulders and you moan the way you did last night, I'll whisper how beautifully you take pain for me — and keep every sound you make. Set ends ten minutes after last call. Be waiting where the red light hits the bench. Don't make me come find you — you know how I am when I have to hunt.