My erotica is often inspired by songs. This flasher came to me after listening to the Stones song “You Can’t Always Get What You Want” on a hot summer night on my way home from a wedding.
The verses of the song portray feelings of initial optimism and eventual disillusion, the whole punctuated by the resigned pragmatism in the chorus. Rather like some marriages, I thought. I played with the images and this is what I came up with. Enjoy.
She lounged on the wedding-party table, her leather whip curling down the center—a hellish, black centerpiece among shimmering candles and white Calla Lilies. At her feet was a footloose man, wearing a self-satisfied smirk.
Practiced at the art of deception—you could tell by her bloodstained hands—she appeared only to me and toasted my new bride, my new life.
“You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes you just might find you get what you need.” She sang along with the band and winked.
Then she vanished.