This is not my first time as a Juror, but in all honesty it has been my most difficult judging challenge to date. However, with the input of other Lusties, I have made my final decision.
First Prize goes to Udo:
With three delectable entries, the hardest part was picking which of Udo's pieces should receive the loot. This evocative (a word that is mandatory to judge's comments the world over) submission was chosen for the marvellous imagery and emotion packed into a scary, sexy, complete story in 200 words, capped with a glorious final sentence that lingers, not only for its terrible beauty but also as an example of the correct use of the dreaded semi-colon:
“Trick or treat?” He felt foolish, naïve to be at the beck and call so easily of another. A brief message on his phone had been enough to yank the barbed wire chain wrapped round his heart; but the greater wound was in knowing that the bond went only one way. There was no reciprocation, not love, not passion, not tenderness.
The door had been open as he arrived, but that was not unexpected. He’d watched for any sign of curious eyes as the car cooled with metallic hard-edged sighs before leaving the warm confines, stepping naked into the cold and making swiftly for the darkened house.
“Trick or treat?” He said again, unable to pierce the darkness. Had it had all been a cruel game, or worse had he been forgotten when a more appealing offer arose? Light came suddenly and his hands first flew to his eyes, before he felt his nudity – anticipation, still hard, held at bay the shriveling cold – both hands reversed their course.
Did a sigh, potent, brush the air?
“Take his life for mine?” Fear in a voice, submissive and small.
“He will serve.” Sex and darkness, silk and thorns; the bargain was struck.
Second and third prize is a copy of this new release from Black Lace
Second Prize: leatherdykeuk
Is there a judge anywhere who could resist granting a prize to a writer who uses the word hubristic? An evocative, sexy, scary little snippet of story that actually came in, at 195 words, under the maximum word count and ends with a satisfying twist:
Lucy’s flesh tingled where it met the edge of the circle, the hairs on her arm rising as the skin puckered. The air seemed warmer inside, warmed by the sun rather than seared by frosty twilight. She gathered her resolve and sat up. “Who’s there?” she said, her voice hubristic with authority – this was her father’s land, after all.
“‘Who’s there?’ she asks,” echoed a throaty voice, filled with the phlegm and bile of a bitter old man. “She lies in the circle ripe for the taking and asks: ‘who’s there?’”
Lucy felt calloused fingers running from wrist to shoulder, then over her breast to the hollow of her throat. Her nipples hardened.
“A bargain first,” she said, feeling the heat of desire in her voice. “Return my sister and you can take my virtue.” She gasped as an unseen hand pressed down on her groin.
“No need for bargains,” said the voice. “You’ve stepped willingly into our domain. Your virtue, what little you have left, is forfeit.”
Lucy reached across, trailing her fingers across an invisible arm, leg… She grabbed and was awarded with a shriek. “Or,” she said, “we could bargain with yours.”
Third Prize: Marinca
This evocative entry successfully drops two sexy, modern men into a traditional spooky setting, with a final sentence that makes the reader shiver and grin simultaneously. Not easy in 200 words but Marinca pulls it off with aplomb.
Struggling head-on against the wind, keeping close together, they made their way to the back court, where the observatory tower stood. After Andy ushered Jonah inside, he closed the door behind them. They stood listening to the wind howl through the tower as it creaked so hard it seemed to sway.
Jonah’s fingers touched Andy’s face. ‘No light switch?’ Jonah asked. ‘It’s still you, right?’
Andy chuckled. ‘It’s broken. C’mon, scaredy-cat.’ Their kiss was a long, dark tunnel, colours trailing on either side.
Jonah felt Andy’s fingers where his growing erection strained against his jeans. The buttons came undone, a hand reached inside, drew out Jonah’s cock, rubbed slowly.
Jonah gasped, nearly losing his balance. ‘Hold on to me’, Andy said, his breath fast. 'I am,' Jonah whispered, one hand twined in Andy’s hair, the other pushed down the back of his jeans.
‘You’re fine, Jone,’ Andy murmured hot against his throat, his hand speeding up.
‘I’m sorry,’ Jonah breathed, ‘I have to see your face.’
Steadying Jonah before letting go, Andy opened a door, revealing a dimly lit staircase winding down.
‘What is this?’ Jonah asked.
‘Don’t worry’, Andy said. ‘It’s just where the secret laboratories used to be.’
Winners, please email me at: telltale at primus dot ca to claim your prizes.
Notes on the Competition:
Every submission offered something special, without exception. Consider the following:
Seeing the ice bright auras in her mind, outlines of light with nothing inside but cold eyes and colder teeth, Goran shivered. – Marinca
It ignited her blood-amber hair and it bled like the field of the dead around her, the quilt of fetid corpses. – Udo
“Hurry!” Lena groaned as she pulled his cock out, stroking it; she was on fire...
“Ahhhh… that’s it Mary; I’ve missed you so.” - MB (Leah)
George said, 'I see that the rumors about you dying were false, Sir Silas.' He turned to ogle my companion, who looked absolutely stunning in black.
I replied, 'Hi George! I'd like you to meet my widow.' – Felix
“Why the hell did I let you talk me into wearing this stupid frilly dress anyway? I hardly have the tits for it!” Alex pouted,
...he didn’t have time to cry out before Raith’s lips descended upon his own, igniting the thought that maybe not all vampires were of the undead variety. - ChrisPristineX
...he sinks his fang filled maw into her throat shredding any hope of seeing the light of another day. - Crystal
I believe him, though, when the moon spills light on the dirty floor, when the sheets are stained crimson from my flesh, torn by the jaws of the wolf. I cannot scream, but even if I could, Handel would mask the sound. – anonymous
The air cools. Her eyes widen as a strange mist appears before them. She feels the rider’s grip tighten as the horse makes a leap.
Her cries are lost in the wind as the mist opens up…
…and swallows them. – Louisa
The hand it drew across warm flesh was pale as chalk, violet-blue veined and far colder than the pink skinned youth who shuddered beneath the fatal caress. - Udo
The Maw Mini-Controversy
Crystal, a self-avowed non-writer, responded to my request for more scary, more sexy, with a piece (390 words) that included the marvellous word maw. ...he sinks his fang filled maw into her throat...
I praised her for this, afterwhich Udo (whom I strongly suspect is a professional writer) posted a third entry 'for Madeline' which included this striking image: Like a serpent, the dark tongue curled round the hot, wet shaft and solicited more before the dark maw closed over the abused organ...
Hmmm. Crystal would receive points (if a point system had been used in the judging) for her use of the word 'maw'.
At first I thought perhaps Udo, by using 'maw' after I'd praised Crystal for it, might have points deducted for shameless pandering to the judge in his final 200 word entry, but after some reflection I came to the conclusion that he actually would receive points for it. The writer's life is a tricky one.
Thus, since both authors would be granted equal points, the Maw Mini-Controversy is rendered moot.
A final note to all authors: Rule number one in the writer's handbook is this: follow the submission guidelines.
There you have it folks. Thank you to everyone who entered our competition.
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