Psych Ward Stories

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Diary of a Pain Slut Week 01

by The_Technician on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = When Maddi Miller gets caught doing naked self-bondage under an interstate bridge, the police take her to the psych ward of the local hospital. She is released but has to keep a diary as part of her thirty day evaluation and submit it to her therapist at the end of each week. This is week one that diary. There are fi...

All the Stops: Signs

by badgirl298 on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Giles’ harsh breathing was the only sound in the old abandoned gas station. The other occupants maintained an eerie silence, all were afraid of what would happen next. They had fled Sunnydale only to be surrounded and forced off the road by the Knights of Byzantium. They had taken sanctuary in this little building, the only thing holding the knights at bay w...

The Man in the Pod Ch. 05

by Dracthyus on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Steve Jones had lived part of his dream, even it if was at the cost of his career and the humiliation of another person. He couldn't think of his victim, Fred Smith, as "human," exactly; the man had lost ninety-five percent of his body mass and was reduced to a brain in a bio-pod. It was all his own fault, too... taking stupid risks on an expensive hoverbike...

The Libido Virus: Scourge

by Quixerotic1 on Apr 27, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The television droned on. Another rumored case near Frankfurt. Dr. Buchanan tapped a pen on his desk with one hand as he sipped coffee with another. On the desk, a dozen memos all marked urgent laid before him. All of them discussed unusual cases, but no two of them were the same. It was an old trap for doctors to fall into, and it was being fueled by panic....

Nurse Zenka's Helping Hand

by JohnnyVigilance on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

If there was one thing Zenka hated, it was being interrupted while masturbating. As the phone on her nightstand began to ring, she cursed softly to herself and used her free hand to pick it up. Caller ID informed her that it was the hospital. She sighed, and answered, "This better be good." It was Nurse Amy on the other end. "I'm sorry, Zenka. I know this...

Haitian Vampire King: Uprising!

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Nightfall, at last I can move more freely. I step out of my apartment. The plain brownstone building in Vanier, Ontario, has been my home for the past two years. The landlord is an old man who doesn't ask too many questions as long as he gets his rent money in time. A tenant who sleeps during the day and comes out only at night? Not something he's given much...

Watcher in the Woods

by dragonmann72 on Dec 31, 2017
Loving Wives

Once again, thanks Steve. I never thought in all my life time I would be writing one of these stories. My therapist believes it will be good for me and maybe explain why what happened, happened. For what it's worth here I go. My name is Jerry Mills. I am 42 years old and have been married for 21 years. Lee, my wife is 41. We have a daughter, Jennifer, who...

Aviators

by theilluminaughty on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

As an aviator, I have a certain set of characteristics. I have both genders of genitalia, I have wings, and I have relatively light bones. The latter two mean I can fly with ease on my home planet Col. The former means I can get pregnant and also impregnate. Contrary to the rigid gender boundaries of Earth, everybody on Col made a practice of being genderqu...

Mistress Taslima of Angola

by Samuelx on Jul 4, 2018
BDSM

"You came to the right place, Ismail," Mistress Taslima Ali said, and the towering, dark-skinned, bodacious Black Canadian Muslim dominatrix looked at the chubby, small-dicked Black man who knelt at her feet. For ages now, Ismail had been scouring the web, looking for the elusive Black dominatrix who was interested in submissive Black males. Sadly, those str...

Cerunos

by SylvanusSilvertung on Jun 25, 2019
NonHuman

Cami was startled out of her mindless scroll of social media by the ding of her email. She shifted over and saw a new client had signed up and picked her out of the digital catwalk. It was scheduled soon. She closed her computer and rushed to the bathroom to get ready. First a shower, hot, almost scalding — she always needed to feel clean coming into this —...