I've lost track of time over the last four months. So much has happened so quickly that none of us had time to stop and smell the coffee, or the roses, or anything else. I'll try to put it in chronological order if I can. First, the results of the trials were much better than anticipated. The fully formulated resin was much more efficient, so we were able t...
"Hilton, Paris. Number 11669. Isolation cell #3," the voice rang out in her head, over and over again. A goddamn number. How on earth did they think that they could reduce her to a goddamn number. Fucking dumb cops and their stupid little jails and uniforms. She couldn't believe that they would assign her a number and make her wear these terrible clothes. W...
Dear Sirs, I would like to officially enter a letter of complaint, in regards to my treatment at your facility during my stay with you. Let me first say, that I know I did wrong, and that I deserved to have been incarcerated, as I was. But to be put in with the hard timers for a three months term, was a little bit excessive for the small amount of money th...
Suzy woke up in the middle of the night again. The clock on her nightstand read 2:13am. She felt something sticky and cold between her legs. After a few minutes, she realized that she had the dream again, the recurring dream with David, who had been a classmate of hers in middle school. In the dream, David had come to her up in the attic. She had been waitin...
Spiderman is going from roof to roof. He had just received a call to land on the famous "SPR" rooftop. He knows who it was that contacted him. It was Viper Stud. Spiderman lands on the famous roof. He looks around and sees that he is all alone. Yet his spider sense is tingling like crazy. He thinks about that evil Viper and his infamous crimes. Viper is an...
It did not seem incongruous to me that an event as momentous as this would be taking place in an undistinguished courtroom, in a nondescript county building, in a bland rural county, in the midst of a featureless Midwest State. As a child, I always thought that history's major events occurred on a grand stage. I knew that ordinary events happened in small...
This story is based on what may be an urban myth from my college days. A fraternity brother told me about the incident after my own adventure, described in my story "Pledge Class Payback" so I believe it to be true. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to writ...
Naked, other than for a locked chastity belt, Kate stepped into her bath, hoping that the candles, the bubbles and the soft music would relax her. She tied her unbrushed blonde hair up into a bun and lay back to daydream about her morning with James. She pictured his tongue pushing into her chastity belt and reaching so tantalisingly close. Lubricated by th...
"Out now, hurry up," said a female guard in a bored depressingly tone. She banged on the metal bars with a clipboard as they slid open for the new day. "Why am I still waiting," she continued with a bored look on her face. "Sorry Ms Battson," said Jack as he and the rest of the inmates stood outside their cells for the morning count. Ms Battson looked at e...
Belinda rushed home to check on her daughter who was still sleeping soundly. She walked back into her own bedroom and locked the door behind her. She took the key from the lock and pushed it into her front jeans pocket where it jangled against the keys from the jail. 'We're both locked up tonight Jamie', she whispered to herself as she removed her boots, her...