Straitjacket Asylum Stories

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0258223 & the Purity Laws Ch. 05

by Exspectate on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 5 – Wrenched I was not alone for more than half an hour when the door opened and all three of them, Josie, Carver and the Sergeant, entered. “Stand up,” commanded the Sergeant. “Carver, check that his testicles are ready for hanging.” Carver walked up to me, her face a few millimetres away from mine, I could feel her peppermint breath on my face....

Gaslight

by lucywild on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I always think of her when the sun sets. We'd been on the beach all day, I'd been watching her play and enjoying the heat of the summer as the tide slowly crept towards us. Eighteen years old and still making sandcastles like a child, it was just one of the endearing things about Olivia. Behind me the beach huts crawled slowly back up the sand towards the pi...

Dark Ch. 01

by ValentineSatterlee on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

I loathe it here. Twenty four hours after the day I turned fifteen I was unceremoniously shipped by rail (appropriately referred to as the Orphan Train) to the State Hospital of Saint Louis. Until that moment I'd quietly resided with the Sisters of Charity Orphan's Asylum in New York City, spending my days in prayer and devotion, generally consisting of ted...

Sandman's Parallax Pt. 02

by Sandman_Nightmares on Sep 15, 2017
Text With Audio

SNYOPSIS: As Dr. Franklin is experiencing a deep dream, you must escape with the Sandman through a time portal. You travel down a long hallway to a hidden elevator that is the wormhole into a parallel universe. The Sandman has a special watch that he can set to a time period. He sets the time backwards to arrive at the time of the Franklin murder. You...

Fucked into Madness Ch. 01

by LordRavencraft on Sep 18, 2018
Erotic Horror

The Bower House sat at the end of one of the oldest streets in Darkmouth. It was an infamous old house where dark ceremonies and perverse orgies were whispered to be held. It was a shunned place, slowly decaying at the end of Ellis Street, it's windows dark and murky, it's yard overgrown and creeping through an iron fence. None of the uneducated and supersti...

No Future Ch. 07

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

VIIGreen Grass of HomeTamara2092 After the many months of uncertainty and anxiety since Tamara had began her desperate exodus, it could only be a relief to finally arrive at the Broad Oak Refugee Centre just outside the Ashton Lovelock gated community. She'd have been naive if she'd imagined that her welcome would be especially warm simply because the gover...

Out Of Time Experience

by warnos on Sep 16, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

This story involves characters from Doctor Who mainly Amy Pond (Amy Williams after the Big Bang episode at the end of Series 5), Commander Strax, Madame Vastra, Jenny, Rory, Clara Oswald, River Song, the TARDIS with the current interior and the Doctor. It will also involve references from Doctor Who episodes before Doctor Who the Time of the Doctor Christmas...

Rubymoon Private Asylum

by Tombescent on Sep 14, 2020
BDSM

"To put things simply, Dr. Smith, Rubymoon is a private asylum. From time to time wealthy patrons find it necessary to have one or more persons committed in a strict inpatient environment without the need to unnecessarily involve or burden either the legal or medical system. This is where we come in. For a fee that reflects both our discretion and the rarity...

The Circus Comes to Town

by Iwroteathing on Nov 26, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The dorm supervisor handed over the envelope to the gathered crowd, it was all she could do as instead of being addressed to one of the gathered ladies, the envelope was instead addressed to "all in the St. Beatrix dormitories in the Pontefactual Faculty of Theology Sardinia." Maria grabbed it first and none of the assembled disagreed, she took the lead on...

The Asylum Ch. 01

by lil_one89 on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

My name is Kay Winters. I was born on August 20th 1991. And apparently I'm crazy. But that's not the whole story. The cold grey building loomed over me like a dark omen as I was led into St. Joseph's Mental Institution on a warm, humid night in October. The huge barred windows stared at me judgingly, and I wanted so much to run the opposite direction. If it...