We proudly present the second part of the first in a series of unjustly neglected underground classics of erotica, revived and reinterpreted for your entertainment and pleasure by Tristan Trotsky, a noted dilettante of decadent literature. --- 0 --- The earnest literary critic can but conjecture about the state of mind of the author of the sad and perverse...
Thunder? Stampede? Earthquake? Ragnarök? No, man, it's the Disciples. The whole motherfucking gang. They're on their hogs, and they ride. Hair streams like sinister oriflammes. Naked biceps clench in leather jerkins. Fists twist throttles. Like a dust of diamonds sweat glistens on the tattoo tapestry. The Disciples roar through primeval forest, serpentinin...
Jenny was cold. The girls were cold. The cage was too small, the water had scum on it. The "food" was as tasteless as it was filling. It reminded her of rice. Overcooked rice. Steph and Jilly preferred her tits, and Jenny was fine with that. Her B cup breasts had become large C's, painfully full of milk two hours after feeding both girls. She ran over the...
There had been rain off and on all day, and it started up again as I was walking from the theater in Tokyo's Ni-chome district of Shinjuku, so I dipped into a small grocery store entered by a foyer in a small apartment building. The deluge, although heavy, hadn't lasted long, and I could use some snacks for the hotel, so I walked the aisles of the store in s...
Walking down the stairs to the basement, the stifled moans and groans of the livestock never failed to bring a smile to the Master's face. Unlocking the heavy wooden doors, The muffled noises soon became a loud constant ambiance as the Master walked past two rows of stainless steel cages. inside each one, a man with his arms and legs lashed to the cages and...
Trapped in the closet. Eye sockets puckered and seeping, he saw me. In the dark, he saw me. Blind and all seeing like one of the Graeae, who passed an eye between them, he saw and devoured me. Scalpel in his hand, he cast me into the musty sheets. I had no trick like Perseus to escape, no room to move. His clammy hands all over me, his evil countenance oozed...
I was surprised that I was invited to the work cabin. I have only been working at the company for 2 years now and to get an invite to a company retreat this early in a career is a rare thing. It was in a cabin that was very secluded and surrounded by giant sequoias. I found the entrance and a valet came out and took the keys to park the car. "Your bags will...
Imagine a large dark room filled with entrancing electronic music punctuated by flashing lights. Deep bass throbs in the ear. On the dance floor a meadow of arms and legs sway in the audio breeze, and despite ample air-conditioning the atmosphere is rich with sweat and sex. Somewhere in that primordial sea of bodies I dance. Topless, sweaty, and with what I'...
During the eighth week of an acting class I was taking I was presented with a challenge which sent me into a tailspin. That evening started like any other. My fellow acting class members and I warmed up, did vocal exercises and performed some improvised scene work. Near the end of class, Mike, the acting coach, handed everyone a manila envelope. He told u...
Edited by: MizTake - Thanks for all your help! ***** This was our second loss in row and the coach was pissed. He yelled at the entire team but the captain and I were the only ones he told to stay behind while everyone else went in the showers. "What's with you, Jackson??" The coach yelled at me. He could at least use my first name, Sam, like a normal pe...