Advancement in modern science has led to the ability to severe a person into a separate person. A person who has no memory of who they were originally, but can perform tasks that the "outie" does not wish to do. In the context of the TV show, Severance, this was limited to the workplace, but it was also hinted that others use this technology for pe...
As they pulled up to Richard and Marion's house, Len was not happy about having to go to this party. He had come 800 miles for a weekend with his lover and now had to spend the first night hanging out with people he didn't even know. He was especially disappointed after seeing the surprise Astrid had for him. When he had undressed her in the hotel room he di...
Author's note: The Carter brothers' legend is a well-known piece of "fakelore" in the New Orleans French Quarter. Tour guides who tell a good story can get a larger tip by pointing out the home of the vampires who cheated death in Louisiana's electric chair and escaped from their family crypt in St. Louis Cemetery. I've been writing about the Carter brothers...
Wanda Catron's pussy was still shivering as she drove out of Provo, Utah that August morning. She was leaving her hometown for the first time, traveling to Boise, Idaho to go to school there. She planned to be a teacher, like her Mistress, Anne Franklin. Wanda and Anne had lived together for nearly a year now. Anne had Collared Wanda in December, making her...
My thanks, as always, to ErikThread for his insightful and helpful editing. Any errors are mine. Astrid came home that Friday just before dinner, and there was general chaos in the Rasmussen home. My parents had been invited and arrived not long afterward, while Crystal ordered Chinese delivered from one of the local restaurants. I got a bit drunk that n...
"No. Not there. A little higher. More. Yes, there. That's good. Go on." Carole sighed gently, widened her legs to allow the girl's fingers deeper access, lifted her pelvis to intensify the pressure of the lapping tongue. Then there was silence for a long while until a single elongated word - "Yesss" - followed by a slow relaxation marked Carole's orgasm. T...
The waiting is always the most intense part. Waiting; alone in my room, alone with my thoughts. A whirling confusion of thoughts, a mixture of feelings. But I keep returning to the inescapable present, to the unavoidable, existential fact that now I have no choice. I have made my decision, and whatever is going to happen is going to happen. I’m utterly power...
My thanks to ErikThread for his skillful editing and helpful suggestions. Any errors are mine. * It was mid-April when we boarded the ferry for the mainland and headed to my parents' home. I phoned them in advance and told them I wanted them to meet my "girlfriend," Astrid Rasmussen. Mom was immediately interested and wanted more information about her. I g...
"I said, hold her down!" "Let go of me!" "I'm trying, but she's fighting me like a wild animal." "What did you do to him? Grant!" "Three cc's Kalmital, stat." "Get off me, you fuck!" "She's too small for such a high dose." "Where's Grant? "Gahhh! She spit on me!" "WHERE IS HE?" "That filthy little pervert spit on me!" "Get that damn sedative bef...
Author's Note: This story is situated in Canada and hence the different spelling and word choices. I hope it doesn't interfere with your enjoyment. It's the story of a man who has a hard time accepting good fortune. As always, I am indebted to Erik Thread for his skillful, insightful and helpful editing. Any errors are mine alone. * Chapter 1: My name i...