Richard dragged the last of the heavy electrical cables across the floor and finished plugging them in. Stepping back, he retrieved a rag from his pocket to mop his brow while he surveyed his work. The floor was covered with a thick conglomeration of cables that lead from a series of panels on one end of the room, across to the one he was working on. From...
Terry looked through one of the dirty windows of his apartment at a collecting storm that he hoped might wash him away, just so that he might finally have a little peace. On the secondhand night table next to his bed was a bottle of prescription sleeping pills he'd just gotten refilled, and a glass of orange juice. Condensation beaded on the outside of the g...
The last month had been the most difficult for Matilda. It wasn't that the physical humiliation got harder. In all honesty it had let up quite a bit. It was her own feelings that were troubling her. When this first started Matilda hated it, she knew she hated it, and she knew she only endured it because she had no choice. Now, somehow she wanted to please he...
Chapter 9 -- The Debriefing of Dreams & Nightmares The three of us sat and talked for what felt like hours. I told them how I was a teacher back on Earth and they shared stories of the all the worlds they had visited. The food we ate was like nothing I'd ever tasted before. They ordered different items, almost like several sampler platters and I tried every...
Part III Chapter 17 ____________________________________ Is there any real difference between dreams and a nightmare? If there is, the line between the two must be very fine indeed. Just the slightest change leads the dreamer from an exquisitely comfortable experience down a rabbit hole to gasping confinement, with inward-pushing walls forcing the dreamsc...
Lightgirl slowly came to. She had a great night's rest and felt refreshed after the terrible events of the last few days. Not that those were over yet, but she was determined she would win her freedom from Mr. Matter in his gameshow. She recalled the last night with the villainess Cobra, and briefly felt bad about her lost innocence. It wasn't so bad though,...
It was a Thursday afternoon and I was at work, it had been the usual boring day so far, until I checked my inbox to find an email from my mother-in-law, not that this was unusual, we got on well and regularly exchanged emails at work, anyway, it said: 'Afternoon, just got off the phone to a TV production company, apparently they do a gameshow where family m...
Author's note: This is a sequel to "When is Revenge too Much?" That story needs to be read to understand this one. If you were one of those who did not want me to write a sequel, don't read this. My last attempt at a sequel to another story was poorly written. I hope this is a better attempt. If not, let me know. ***** Oscar had heard that the best revenge...
Guys, I got a problem. I've been having these nightmares lately. In these nightmares, I'm enduring the worst kind of hell. I find myself tied up in a dark place, and there is this lady there. She's Black as midnight, clad in a red leather outfit, and lord is she cruel. The things she does to me are terrifying, and more than a little erotic. I'm tired of havi...
"There is no needle...so there is no pain." -Aeon Flux "My problem is that...it's consuming me. I don't think I can deal with this shit. And I think the only way to feel better is to come clean." Steve is flustered. This is not an uncommon occurrence. Over the few years I've known him, I've learned that this frustration of his is an unfortunate side effect...