Well here we are again. Its been months when I promised weeks, but I'm going to try once more to keep going til the end. A special thank you to the anon that reminded me there were still people out there waiting. Not too much action in this chapter, as everyone is still recovering from last night. Ah, one more thing, I was trying a slightly different style a...
Lillian felt cold water rush over her body and she began to convulse rather harshly, screaming curses and writhing on her haphazard straw bedding. "Wake up time!" A female bandit holding an empty bucket smiled at the naked noble woman. "How dare you!" "You may be gone, Lynn," Rycroft said and the female bandit left with a smile on her face. "Okay, today...
ONE The Plumrose Dossier I became familiar with the Plumrose Dossier one cool February morning when it was read to me in the private rooms of Madam Harding at the Clinic. I'd arrived that morning for my weekly 'therapy' and had only enough time to hang up my outer clothes in the Sissies' cloakroom and don my Eva Gabor wig before a facilitator poked her he...
The letter came one early summer morning. It was delivered to Callia at her home in Shepherdstown. Perusing the outside thoroughly, she frowned, as she did not recognize the signet mark. Another job offer, she thought to herself. Shaking her head, she tossed it onto her table with the dozens of others she received on a weekly basis. Being a famed adventurer...
Please send me comments!!!! I love to read critiques and work to better my future creations based on the feedback. * You only get one chance to make a first impression and this was not a good one. His shirt was wrinkled, the socks didn't match his pants and his hair was as neat as when he woke up that morning. For someone like James who prides himself on...
It was 8:30 p.m. on Christmas Eve. I was walking through the park heading towards Marshall Fields. The snow was lightly falling from the sky and the air was cold on my face. I was feeling down because here I was again alone on Christmas Eve. It had been about ten years since I'd been out on a date with a girl. I was 30 now and all I did was work, eat and sle...
Frances Bloxham unlocked the door of the office at 7.30am, walked in and turned off the alarm. The offices were on the 3rd floor of a town centre block, above a number of shops. It was an old fashioned building, although their offices were stylishly decorated, with modern furnishings. Through the door was a corridor. On the left the reception and general off...
I have referred to some of these events in a previous tale but there is so much more to the Hellsgate Myth that I wanted to revisit it in greater detail. The Hellsgate is a deep fantasy and, being a fantasy, it does not have to be rational or even consistent. Perhaps it is a cipher for that part of me which is normally kept down but whenever I am consumed b...
Lenora laid in bed thinking about the upcoming weekend. The kids were planning to stay with some friends so she would be free and could go out in search of fun. Her girlfriend, Lisa, had mentioned going out to a local night club. Lenora thought about that. She had recently met the bartender there and was hoping to run into him. Bob was tall and muscular and...
I had found my wife's stash of pictures, mostly women missing one or both legs, a few men at the bottom of the pile. I resisted letting her know, instead I spent time searching the net to learn about her fascination. There are hundreds of fictional stories about people wanting to be with amputees, but I stumble upon a few where some actually want a limb ampu...