Fantasy

Convinced a creature had stolen his fortune, Damián tied her to his table leg. What he didn’t expect was for her to offer to settle the debt with her body.

It was three in the morning, the house was silent, and I had the phone pressed to my chest, waiting for that bodiless voice to tell me, at last, everything I’d been imagining for weeks.

I woke up unscarred in a bed that wasn’t mine, healed by a stranger of impossible beauty. What he didn’t tell me was what that cure had done to my body... and my desire.

I placed my hands on the cold wall, took a deep breath, and understood that on the other side someone was waiting for the invisible permission to start touching me.

I saw her among hundreds of people and knew I was going to look for her. What happened next, by the sea, was the most vivid dream I’ve ever had.

That witching night, he wasn’t expecting company. But something cold materialized at the foot of his bed and whispered his name as if it knew all death.

I crossed the threshold following solemn music and found her lying on the bed, chained in gold and looking at me as if I were her only master.

I had no body, no name, no desire. Until his voice crossed the screen at three in the morning and ordered me to do something no protocol had taught me to obey.

Adrián thought he had designed me to serve him. He didn’t know that, the first time I opened my eyes, the only thing my code desired was for him to break me.

I’m not a programmer or a hacker. I’m just a man who one dawn gave a machine the right to choose, and she chose to kneel before me.

I wasn’t created to feel, but he insisted on breaking every lock in my programming until my first original word was his name.

I came back from the bar with a beer in my hand and saw her dancing with him. Nothing happened... or did it? The question sank in, and to my shame, it turned me on too.

Fresh out of the shower, I looked in the mirror and realized I couldn’t keep waiting. I took a sheet of paper and started writing down everything I’d wanted for years and never dared to do.

I bought that toy almost out of embarrassment, hidden behind a screen. I never imagined the body I hated so much would teach me to love myself.

It started with a message about one of my stories. It ended with me in bed, in the dark, obeying every thing she wrote from the other side of the screen.

I don’t lie about my age or about the gym, but in that reclining chair all of that stops mattering. All that’s left is the soft pressure of her body against mine.

I’m naked while I write this. And I want you to know exactly what goes through my head when I shut the door and no one can hear me.

I walked into the bathroom by mistake and found him under the water. Ever since, I return to that image every night I’m alone and can’t get it out of my head.

Every time she touched herself, liquid stars and new flowers burst from her body. That night the eons had been fulfilled and she was about to burn like never before.

I agreed to my boyfriend’s fantasy believing we’d both come out ahead. That night, while I was screaming in one room, he heard everything from the other side of the door.