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#SatSpanks #8Sunday – Holy Hot Foot!

 

The weekly 8-10 sentence blog hop is hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. I’m also making my debut with Saturday Spankings, and participating with Snippet Sunday. Click on the links for participation guidelines, as well as the official list of participating authors. Well someone give me a medal because for the first time in months I’m participating for a second consecutive week (LOL). I’m glad you’ve visited my blog today.

More from Never Let Go. Teenage sisters, Melissa and Ashley, are trapped in a walled room, where they are being taunted by a woman (Emily) and her two twenty-something daughters. Last week Ashley ran her mouth on Emily, which unfortunately only enraged her further. Things ended with Emily flipping on a power switch, causing the floor which Melissa and Ashley are standing on to glow red. In this snippet, we find out what’s happening to the floor.

This is Melissa’s POV and the snippet has been formatted with creative punctuation to fit the 8-10 sentence limit:

“Hey, Mel, the…the floor,” Ashley cried as the glow reached every inch of the floor in the room.

I stared at it with my jaw dropped as the glow continued to get brighter. “Wh-what the hell’s goi-”

Heat began to seep through the bottoms of my feet.

“Whoa, the floor’s, like, gettin’ really warm,” Ashley bleated, the heat mounting, nibbling and then biting my skin.

“Ow, ouch, it’s getting hot,” she cried and lifted her feet.

The floor glowed with intense redness like a ceramic cooktop on high. Sharp cries shot out of my lungs as I jerked my feet back with heat gnawing my flesh from heel to toe.

“Aaaaahh,” we cried in unison as we leaped off the floor, endlessly lifting up one foot after the other in a dumb attempt to avoid burns. We yelped repeatedly with the intense heat stabbing the bottoms of my feet, like hundreds of hot needles.

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Oh no, Melissa and Ashley are getting a major hot foot! That Emily sure is twisted! How will our teens get out of this? Their poor feet can’t hold out for too long. The image above shows what the floor might look like.

1000 apologies if this scene is getting old, but I have revised it, and would very much love your feedback: it goes a very long way!

Comments are most welcome, and I will return the favor by commenting on your snippets! Enjoy your day, and Happy Thanksgiving to all the Canadian participants (me included)!

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Weekend Writing Warriors – Spare My Sister, Please!

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Hello/Buenos días and welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors! I hope you are having a wonderful Sunday wherever you may be. It’s 35 today in Seville, where I am (that’s 95 F I think). But meh, Seville is such a beautiful city, it’s worth standing the heat. Today, I’m sharing an eight from my YA horror, The Burning Night.

Set up: My heroines, Melissa and Ashley, are being tortured by Emily and her two daughters, Ally and Jessie. From a skylight, the three women are watching Mel and Ashley continuously leap barefoot on a red-hot floor, thus enduring an endless hot foot! Melissa can’t stand watching her younger sister suffer so she tries reason with Emily.

The eight:

 

My little sister let out an ear-splitting shriek as she leapt in the air with both feet. Listening to her constant cries of anguish drilled my eardrums as well as crumble my insides.         

“Oh my God,” I uttered as I watched her poor feet repeatedly touching the glowing grid. This was way too cruel for a sixteen-year-old girl and I knew her tootsies couldn’t take much more of this blazing heat.

“Pl-please Emily, don’t do th-this to her…to-torture me, j-just let my b-baby si-sister go!” I pleaded, the intense pain underfoot killing me. Ashley gave me a blank look, not getting why I was willing to sacrifice myself for her. With a scornful grin, Emily slowly shook their head as her daughters snickered.

“Damn it, sh-she’s just a kid, she di-didn’t do any-thing to you!”

 

Emily can’t possibly be any crueller than that! Poor Ashley. What will the girls do now? You’ll find out what happens next week. As always, I’d love to know what you think. For the official list of participating authors, click on Weekend Writing Warriors.

I’m going to a soccer match later today, but I will do the best to get around to everyone’s snippets. I’ve been doing great since I arrived in Spain and I’m enjoying the new lifestyle. There will be a week or two where I can’t participate on W.W.W. but I’ll give you plenty of notice of when that happens.

Have a great Sunday!

 

 

 

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Weekend Writing Warriors – Things get hot for Melissa and Ashley

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Welcome to another day of Weekend Writing Warriors . I hope you’re all having a fabulous Labor Day weekend. I’m continuing to share an eight from Barbecued, my suspense short story. Before I share, I want to thank everyone for their helpful comments last week. This is a first draft, and I kind of wrote in a hurry. It’s my second story writing in first person, but I revise it. We we continue from last week’s snippet where Ashley and Melissa are awaiting their fate from their captor, Emily. Little do they know that things are about to get hot for them. Emily is the first to speak. Here’s the eight:

“Lucy, switch the floor on for mommy,” she said to her daughter on her right. Looking through the skylight, her daughter made a soft grin at us as I kept watch. She leaned over, disappearing from sight and I heard a loud click from above. Instantly, I dipped my head down at the floor, my eyes bulging as it began to glow red with intense heat under my bare feet. The floor continued to glow brighter as Ashley looked down and jerked her feet, feeling the mounting heat burn underfoot. With a blanket of red beneath us, we gaped at each other in horror as the heat became excruciating.

 “Aaaah!!” Ashley cried, as we jumped off the blazing surface and forced to leap wildly in the empty room. The blistering floor was like fire on my feet with every touch as I cried out.

Yikes! What a way to be tortured! I always value your comments. Click on the link above for the official list of participating authors. Have a wonderful weekend!

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