Skydiving

I swung into the talent office hunting for a body to tie. Came face to face with my own reflection instead. She didn’t flinch, just signed the form without a single question. Later, after makeup, she stripped and climbed onto the cold steel table. Metal bit into her wrists, ankles, waist. The blindfold went on. She stayed silent until the vibrator hit her and the clamps snapped tight on her nipples. Then her whole body jolted like the table had been electrified. She howled, spat obscenities no one saw coming, came so violently it looked like high-G training. Teeth bared, spit flying. When the straps finally came off and she peeled the blindfold away, her eyes snapped into focus and she was suddenly, fully there.