I tend to walk around in my own cloud, not really aware of my surroundings - foolish, I know, but then again, I've never been known for my practicality. I would make a terrible witness, for example, in any of the police procedure shows which I adore so much. Therefore, it isn't surprising that late winter afternoon that I don't connect the loud exclamation t...
I was tired, sore, in need of a long hot shower, and a change of clothes. I desperately needed to get rid of the stink of shit and blood. Instead, despondently, I headed back down the stairs to get the gun out of the Land Rover. Yeah. Same old story. It was a Monday. Mid morning. My wife had supposedly left for an exhibition and conference in Brussels. But...
The following takes place between the hours of 11:00 PM and 1:00 AM on a day of no particular importance to anyone. 11:00 PM Kim Bauer awoke slowly as her mind and body shook off the effects of the powerful although short lasting sedative Chas Ostermeyer had slipped her. The last she could remember, she had been in Ostermeyer’s study, preparing to rifle th...
Poor Bob Tucker, laying spread-eagled, unknowingly, on his own bed. Incapable of movement, sight or sound except at the whims of his captors. There were several of them, he deduced, from the hands he felt on his abused body. At least two were women, Rosa and someone else. Someone who had no qualms about roughing him up, using him at her will. But who and why...
First Day It was an odd feeling, not grogginess exactly, but a diminished sense of agency, of ability to resist, of the capability to disobey. They had given us the drug just before the auction, the "vending" as They called it, and it had done its job, on me at least. We had been warned that the vending would be difficult, here where men – sorry, old habits...
The SHTF, Fallout and Time to Leave The sound of the soft swish-swish-swish of the propellers on the dirigible could be heard over the morning birds and insects waking in Vern's Dale. I thought they'd take longer than this, Alyssa thought as she sat in the tree overlooking her home, dressed in her Ghillie suit. At least the guys have better than an eight...
"So, these new jeans you've got for me, tell me about them." Said Abi, resting against the console as Dunem picked up her new jeans and presented them to her. "Replicated from your own clothing, the material of these jeans are woven with a type of liquid ceramic. Allowing for normal mobility with the drastically hardened inner layer, making them the modern...
A submissive neural implant makes no distinction between pleasure and pain it just receives impulses directly from the spine and transmits them to the dominant unit. A dominant unit can receive signals from more than one submissive unit which are then relayed directly into the brain of the dominant unit host. An interesting side effect of using neural relay...
Yeva lay in the dim gray quarantine cell. The company had not isolated her for fear of contagion, though she tried to warn them she might have contracted one from her encounter with an unknown alien life-form. They just wanted to keep her "condition" out of the other soldiers' sight. Lifting her head from the foam pillow molded into the cot, she looked down...
This is not a sex story but more of a revenge type story. Comments are appreciated and welcomed. It is a product of my mind, pure fiction. I don't know how much longer I will survive my betrayal of my husband, five years ago. I know there's a bullet coming with my name on it but when, where or how I don't know. I need to get this down on paper before it hap...