The feel of cold and damp floors under foot. The chill of the damp air skittering across my skin. The moans and cries of the damned sound in my ears. The feel of a heavy wooden door under my fingers. The voices of a pair of guards whom I quickly dismiss after they open the door. The warm brown eyes that meet me set my heart to racing. His face is young but...
CHAPTER 1 Late afternoon Douglas Dodd drove slowly into the tree studded town, recognizing it well, a town that appeared to be sited amid a town park, which was what the town fathers at the time had intended. It was beautiful and peaceful and Douglas, who had not an ounce a goodwill around his heart, frowned. He had come here to do harm to Ida Goldsmith. T...
The icy cold tendrils of breath on my inner thighs was the only warning I had before the frigid swipe of the Vampires tongue against my unsuspecting clit brought my sleep riddled brain into full, but shocked, reality. I looked down somehow knowing before my eyes landed on the Demon from my haunted dreams that the time had come. Red eyes glowing from a shad...
With apologies to Mr. Thurber "I'm going in!" The bartender's voice resonated in the newly emptied bar. Only the bouncer/barback was on hand to witness the ravaging of the drunken lesbian. "You can't do it, Petitool. The bitch is a lesbian. She don't want dick. She's cute, but she's not drunk enough." "The hell you say! She's had four vodka and cranberrie...
Tony Mauro sat outside the office of his uncle, Don Vincenzo, visibly sweating. He knew he was in big trouble, the fact that he was forced to sit outside under the gaze of a stony faced bodyguard instead of breezing straight in as usual testified to that. His uncle, the Don, was head of one of the largest crime families in Florida. The Mauro family had a big...
Chapter Six: Friendship I do not remember much of that next day, I truly don't. Nor do I remember falling asleep the night before. I don't remember much of anything, its all a hazy blur to tell you the truth. I had resigned myself to my fate and just waited for the end to come. I had tried my best to show these people that I was a good person and not a spy...
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...
I stood back up and repositioned myself. People must have tired of me because the music started and people were watching the girls again. I stood there naked and afraid for about an hour. I wondered how long I was to stand there. Finally one of the strippers came up to me. Her name was Kissy. She gave me a dollar bill and told me to get her a beer. Actually...
Tracey at the Museum of Torture: Tracey sighed at the thought of another school trip with the unruly boys and girls of the Payne Academy, a private school that always reminded her of St Trinians. On this particular school journey, she and Mr. Chambers were in “charge” of the worst group of the lot, the 18 year old kids. The previous ones had been disasters a...
I watch Jenny arch her back as the current surges through her body and freeze the action to take a still shot. The screen splits. On the left side, my hand slowly turns the dial to shut off the juice flowing through the condemned woman, being executed in the electric chair despite her professed innocence of the crime for which she was convicted. As her body...