I waited to one side as he disappeared into the building. After the door closed behind him and enough time passed to let me know he must be in his apartment by now I approached the door resolving myself to press the first button I see and just saying "Pizza". It always works in the movies. As I got to the entrance I noticed it wasn't closed properly. Relie...
May 26, 1815 Much has happened since I last recorded in my journal. Among events I have not set down to parchment is the games I learned to play with my phantom jailer – though my body is a willing prisoner. It leaves no opening within my body chaste – using my mouth, my cunny, and at times my bottom to slake its ravenous desire. Each time I am used and s...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations. * Halloween had always been Holly's most favorite holiday. With all the spooky fun! She had always enjoyed watching the scary movies. Not the blood and gore ones, she loved the old Dracula, Mummy, Frankenstein movies. Any movies about hauntings, those were her...
A painful moment in the reliving of 37-year-old Camilla's memories had come; so painful was this memory, in fact, that it might have seemed better for her wake up. Indeed, her sleeping naked body getting gang-bangs from the spirits of all her angry former lovers in the public aquarium might have seemed like a rest. Nonetheless, she had to go through all the...
When Cara awoke, it was well into the afternoon, and sunlight was streaming in through the sheer curtains. "Ow." She winced against the brightness, shielding her eyes as she looked around, half-expecting a party of ghosts to be surrounding the bed. Fortunately - or unfortunately, depending on how she chose to look at it - there were none to be found. She...
Chapter 1: An Invisible Meeting Hands were reaching through my skin, moving from within my clothes until there were clutches on my breast. It woke me up breathless. The feeling was so concrete as if it was real. "Hey." A voice of a male sounded on my head. I looked around but there was no one there. The room was dark and only the city lights outside the wi...
Larry found himself beginning to regret his spur of the moment decision to hop out of the moving carriage and lope along beside it. The long ride up the mountain road from the tiny village was wearing on his nerves, especially the incessant buffeting he was receiving in the creaking, driverless carriage the Count had sent down for him. He could never seem to...
For centuries, the castle atop Mount Kijiro was a well-known icon, especially for the females of the region. Over this time, nearly a dozen villages had sprung up at the base of this lone mountain rising up out of the otherwise flat, vast plain. What had captured the thoughts of virtually everyone in the region was the mystery surrounding the castle, a place...
David Chase is a wanna-be paperback writer. By day he sells copycat signature dresses in Melrose, Hollywood and by night he writes mystery stories. He's finishing his 12-part series on August 3, his 21st birthday. His publisher was also pushing him to finish all the stories on that day. However, he couldn't get on with his 12th story that he'd started the...
Ok getting really fed up now! Been stood at the bar waiting for at least 15 minutes now, and I'm sure people are getting served before me who got here after. And it's hot! I need a drink just to replace what I've sweated out, can't believe it's so busy, I can barely move! As I try to catch the barman's eye for the umpteenth time, I feel someone bump into me...