I am tense and on edge. I want you so badly that I can hardly begin. My hands are shaking and I can hear the pounding of my heart in the silence of the room. You are intoxicating and exotic, standing there, watching in the mirror. My thoughts are racing and I feel as if I may not be able find the strength to continue. I fear my desire for you will overwhelm...
Copyright Oggbashan May 2005 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. If you are a member of an organisation, can you: A. Call the Chairman of the Board a stupid prat? B. Suggest that the General Manager is incompetent and a wanker? C. Describe the employees as talentless pricks who could be outperformed by three-t...
The flashing lights of the club illuminated patches of the crowd at a time, a sweating, pulsating mass of humanity, lost in throbbing bass. Above the crowd- or rather, suspended partway in it, she danced in the cage, her vulpine body twisting and flexing in time to the beat. Her hands ran over a pale, bare midriff and over the blouse covered swell of her bre...
Growingly, Aurelia was becoming more and more depraved in her bent indulgences. Having already killed her target vampire, she was not at all concerned by the fact that roaming the grounds were vampiric zombies, the results of failed genetic testing by the organization she had just effectively brought down. On the contrary, from what she has seen of these zo...
(this one is a bit darker than i usually write and had a pretty profound impact on U/us… i would really appreciate a lot of feedback on this piece tell me what you think……) T/they sit opposite each other at the dinner table as she watches Him eat His spaghetti. As T/they chat about the day, she toys with her food, taking small, uninterested bites. she pushe...
It was getting late on Saturday night and I had struck out at all my usual haunts. This being my senior year I was looking to get as much pussy as possible before I joined the real-world of nine to five boredom of corporate America. I decided to stop in at the Tin Palace and have one more beer and try to find someone to bust a nut with. The Tin Palace is ra...
Slowly my senses returned to me, one by one. First, I could hear. I could hear the sound of fire crackling. I could hear the sound of hurried feet shuffling. I could hear the high-pitched screams of human women. Then I could smell, first the smoke. Overpowering and strong it filled my senses fully, then there was the stench of monsters. Next my feeling retur...
She stands at the counter, the kitchen table behind her. Staring out the window watching the rain, she fails to notice that he had come up behind her. He grabs a fistful of her hair and yanks her head back, a smile creeping up on his lips when he hears her soft yelp of pain. His free hand runs up her side, the back of his palm brushing against her breast. He...
It was called the free zone, a place where anything and everything could happen. No inhibitions. No worries. Just do whatever you wanted and none of it mattered. It was a safe haven in which anything was possible. She had heard of it, but had never ventured there. Never knowing if she could let herself go that free she had decided that it would be best not t...
*********************** Copyright Oggbashan July 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *********************** I was in Julie's...