SOL 2191 A.D. Ajax hauled two passengers besides the load of “extra-formulated” Serenity tablets that he was paid to carry. The others were along for the ride and to provide company. Transit from Lalande 21185 was a 42 month nap in the icebox: a cold-sleep pod, the easy part. He shivered from the lingering effects at times but his passengers had fared wor...
"One thing you can say about this job; it is never the same two days in a row." "Not again. Another lost snowshoer? Why can't they stay on the trail?" "Great day for it huh? We're going to have a blizzard soon." Those were some of the grumblings coming from the eight rangers suiting up to go on a rescue. This was the third time in the last week that someo...
There is indeed an institute of higher education which served as a partial model for Locksmith University, as some readers may be able to guess. Nevertheless, there is precious little light and less truth about the university in this story. I must confess I have callously played with details of life in its engineering school for my own narrative purposes. An...
I tried to play some Bastion but I just couldn't focus on it. I started tooling around the PlayStation Store to find something to burn money on, but nothing was out there. I settled for watching YouTube videos of Bob Ross; there were a bunch of MST3K episodes on there too, but that was only going to remind me of the woman I just completely fucking failed. D...
Four days later and Dan was standing in front of the Ford dealership in Santa Monica avenue, coincidentally just a few blocks from Sandra's apartment. Caddy was standing next to him, and the two of them were standing in front of a row of brand new Mustangs. Caddy had a cigar in his mouth and he kept blowing smoke rings and saying things like "Oh boy. You su...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
AUTHORS NOTE: Welcome to another chapter of Jessamy Beech. I hope I've managed to bring all the numerous threads of the story together over the months and that you've enjoyed reading it as much as I have writing it. This is an edited version as one of my eagle eyed readers rightfully pointed out a small geographical error that I've since rectified. And ye...
COMPROMISED PART THREE CHAPTER EIGHT Park Green Private Hospital specialised, and probably still does, in mending wealthy people, particularly those with kinks. There was nothing that people did to themselves, or each other, that fazed the dedicated staff of the hospital. A patient with a torn arsehole caused by anal sex was very low down on their list of...
Author's Note: I submitted this story within the Erotic Horror category for two reasons. First, there is at least one scene involving violence and bloodshed. Second, the explicit scenes are intended to be as disturbing as they are arousing, if not more so. Although there are several other possible categories, it is my hope that the majority of readers will...
Author's Note: This is my first story. I'm Dutch and therefore I have sometimes trouble to find the correct expression, forgive me, dear reader. I hope you still have fun in reading my story. If I get positive reactions, I will post a follow up story. This story is dealing with a lot of subjects, like cross dressing, bdsm, bi-sexuality (female to female),...