The car door slams shut in the driveway as I run the comb through my long black hair, completing the preparations on which I have spent hours as I await my benefactor's return. It is ironic that even though I have spent all day primping, I am wearing almost nothing. To ensure that I remain free, my strategy will be to titillate him so that while I am his gue...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (22 min/mp3) * * * * * The Recounting of the Adventures of Sir Bondage Grey: Sir Bondage and the Amazons It was in the year of our Lord, 1381 that Sir Bondage Grey left his family seat in Middlesex to find his fortune in the world. He had just duly taken a first at Oxford, to the disappointment...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Eighth Tale: Rout of a Pimp Piotr (called Peter throughout this tale) was one of the pimps running the brothel where Eva, Aurora, Camille, Gida and Larissa were enslaved by their illegal status and debt to the people smugglers. He had been caught during the...
Most of the Shinigami had been eliminated by the Quincy when they assaulted Soul Society. Not even the most ferocious captains; such as Kuchiki Byakuya; could stand up against them. Kurosaki Ichigo was forever trapped in the Quincy's powerful cage. The only ones to survive the onslaught of the archers were the woman. However, each of them had wished they'd s...
Denise Noe: How do the two of you feel about your popular incarnations, taken as a whole? Do you like the fictional Count Dracula, or do you dislike him? Your Ladyship? Elizabeth Báthory: I've always felt close to Count Dracula. He had style. Whisking in and out of people's lives, the big dramatic cape, showing off that gleaming smile. A charming fellow. He...
One of my favorite rap songs of all time says Bitches Ain't Shit. I couldn't agree more. Truer words were never spoken, folks. Lots of good men hook up with what appears to be decent women and eventually these men discover that there's no such thing as a decent woman. All women are bitches. All of them without exception. Your mother. Your daughter. Your wife...
The prisoner sat in the middle of the room. The chair was bolted to the floor directly below a single dusty bulb, its weak, milky glow reflecting dully off the man's shaved scalp. He sat perfectly still, the slow, steady rise and fall of his chest the only sign that he was indeed a living breathing creature, and not simply a perfectly sculpted mannequin. A...
Seth Sepsis was eating his very last meal. After all the trials and the appeals have failed, he was condemned to death. Tonight was his execution night. Seth lived quite a life. Rape, murder of multiple men and women. It was all fun and games until they caught him. Now he chewed on his last piece of sausage. In the background, the guards had the TV on. Seth...
It was a sultry night, and Yang glanced over her shoulder as she hastened towards the home of Shihuangdi. It was not uncommon for a mistress of the Emperor Hsüan-Tsung to visit the elderly pharmacist, but their complaints were usually gynecological in nature. Yang's malady was somewhat more embarrassing than a tear in the walls of her labia from the Emperor'...
Hey, readers - just wanted to let you know that I DO plan to continue this story. I've started college, so I haven't been able to write recently. Fortunately, I have an expository writing class, so my writing has actually improved somewhat! In any case, please enjoy - this chapter may not be heavy on sexual content, but it will utilize heavy reflection. *...