He awoke to the sight of blood... blood everywhere! Sticky crimson pools stained the floor, the walls, his clothing, even hands. He wanted to be sick, for he knew that much blood meant that it happened again. Two people this time, maybe more... anonymous, faceless victims he would never remember, save in his darkest nightmares. He said a prayer, more out of...
I has just left my customer's place of business and pulled out on to the 'unlimited access' four lane for my thirty minute drive home. I virtually lived at the plant on Monday; I would arrive around 8:00 AM and leave promptly at 4:30 PM. He was my best customer and deserved the level of attention I gave him. Almost immediately, I saw an attractive young wom...
Marrakech The minaret's shadow was short and distinct in the early afternoon sun. The blackness spread over the pavement obscuring a figure that staggered as if drunk as it dodged past a group of young women dressed in djalabas, their faces hidden under the hoods. Of course, Hamid wasn't drunk. He'd not had a drop to drink, although this was something he i...
(Author's note: while this story and the branches in it are based on web sites such as "NetVideoGirls" and "Backroom Casting Couch," I have no claim to their intellectual property, the names of the sites, or anything like that. To be honest, I don't even subscribe to them. Thank you for all the views! I've started five threads on here, on...
Taken from the transcript of recordings by psychiatrist Dr. Strukely at the Koczewye Mental Institute, name of subject witheld Father, I have sinned. I nearly wished I could say those words then. But I had not sinned. I remained untouched by the corruption and the devastation of the scenes that unfolded. I remained aloof, clean. Yet the very events of that...
For some reason every time we're in the Duluth, MN area we tend to have a bit more fun and a little more exposure that we have when we're closer to home. For those of you who are familiar with Duluth you'll identify with this story very easily, and if you're not from the area then I hope you'll sill enjoy this story of how T was accidentally, and then intent...
It was 2003 -- with the promise of a bright new millennium- and I felt my life was going nowhere. I was 22 and although I was working in my home country, Poland was not yet in the European Union with the opportunities that this afforded. I wanted, no, I needed to escape! My job was boring, but not as mind-numbingly boring as my love life. I had a boyfriend t...
"Die, you filthy blood sucker, Seed of Shaitan," screamed the East African villager, right before he and his confederates, a mob of unruly bozos, drove a foot-long wooden spike through my heart. It's a good thing that a lot of people buy into the myths about stakes through the heart ending a Vampire's existence, because, well, obviously I lived to tell the t...
It'd been a few days since you'd gotten your tattoo, but the mild pain in your lower back reminded you of its presence. The fellow who inked it onto your body was a spindly and a bit sleazy, but he had been quite skilled. Surprisingly the thin man took very little convincing to ink the words "PUBLIC WHORE" into your flesh, and didn't ask any questions about...
I know this seems like an unlikely story, but it actually happened. In the interests of clarity, I have converted a foreign language to English. If I didn't most of you probably wouldn't be able to read half the story and I can assure you, I wouldn't be able to write it. My foreign language skills are abysmal. This story was told to me by a friend of mine (...