"Time's a-rolling," thought Debbie, as she pecked at the keyboard of her laptop, trying to get started on some serious surfing. She realized her friends were right – at least in one aspect of their oft-repeated, unsolicited advice: She'd been divorced for almost four years, and, at the age of 39, it was time to get back into circulation. As a single mother o...
His scrotum seems to be... swelling Wesley's confusion over T'vor's treatment of him was almost as great as the stinging pain from the deep scratches her nails had made. His mother had closed the wounds with a dermal regenerator from the shuttle's emergency medical kit, but an irritating tickle remained, and his nipples still hurt from her sadistic twistin...
Stave I December 19th, 2017 The halls were decked and the banister was wrapped in a tinsel-holly aberration created by Tom. In fact, if you looked around the whole house, it was all Tom's doing. The lights around the windows, an obsession of his from two Christmases ago. The fiber-optic tree, no doubt found in a sky-mall catalog from their last trip to the...
Jian-2 was a planet a lot like Earth, except with the continents and the oceans scrambled and rearranged. To Richard, it looked a bit too much like Earth. It took something away from his home planet to imagine that it was not all that uncommon, that they could find similar planets all across the galaxy. Quite frankly, he had been hoping for something more ex...
Colonist No. 4051, Guadalupe Salazar, awoke from her slumber with a start. The stimulants pumped into her bloodstream intravenously had done their job well, taking her from deepest sleep to absolutely alert in an instant. She felt the stiff, cool plastic of a hospital bed under her. That was a good sign but still, nervously, her eyes darted around, looking f...
This is a very old and deeply disturbing gay male, rape and revenge story, one that's been kicking around in my folders since I began to write the Manchester arc that would lead to A Portrait In Blood and Underwear some four or five years ago. It's among the darkest of the Vampire Arc tales, hence it's posting in Erotic Horror. I'm a liberal soul at heart bu...
Emily Larson sat at her desk in her white blouse and sharp, steel blue business suit of matching blazer and skirt, a folder containing a new legal brief in her lap, gazing out the window of her elegantly-appointed office. The late afternoon Summer's sun angled across her oak desk and bathed the room in a soft glow. A beautiful bouquet of flowers -- yellow ro...
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I am the sex that you provide (and I control you)I am the hate you try to hide (and I control you)I take you where you want to goI give you all you need to know – Nine Inch Nails, Mr. Self Destruct In the summer of 2005, I had been accepted into a prestigious internship program at Columbia Universit...
Chapter 13 On Sunday I went home to Mum's and had to rehearse what happened on Friday, and announce the lack of a wedding on Saturday. She deserved a full accounting after her sterling defence of me at the hotel. The members of the family who were assembled did not understand our delay in getting together again, and Mum, being ever practical, made a very pe...