Death wish
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I was reading my email when I got an email that really got my interest. It read as follows:
‘Dear Masterhypnotist, I have really enjoyed your stories. I have a problem that I would like your help with. I have always had a fantasy of being raped and murdered. I have had many orgasms masturbating to that fantasy. Lately I have found the fantasy is not enough. Could you hypnotize me and have me live through my fantasy. I want to feel like I was raped, strangled and died. I also want to be totally dominated. I believe you could do that for me. Could you?’ The telephone number was included.
I called the number. A women answered. ‘This is Elise.’
‘Elise, this is Masterhypnotist. You sent me an email.’
‘Oh my God. I did. I never thought you would reply. Can you do it?
‘Oh, I can do it, most of the time. Where are you?’
‘I am in Chicago.’
‘I am in California, that makes it difficult.’
‘I could come to you.’
‘Lets talk first. Have you ever been hypnotized?’
‘Yes, several years ago a stage hypnotist hypnotized me.’
‘What do you remember?’
‘Actually, very little. My friends told me I acted silly on the stage, but I don’t remember. I just remember going on the stage. I don’t even remember going back to my table.’
‘What did your friends say you did?’
‘I was told I was watching a funny movie and I laughed. I was asked what I saw and I described a funny movie.’
‘Was there any sexual overtones to the hypnosis?’
‘I don’t think so. The hypnotist was a woman.’
‘Has anyone else ever tried to hypnotize you?’
‘No, I don’t think so.’
‘Have you ever been raped?’
There was a pause on the telephone. ‘I don’t know. We can talk about it if you try to help me.’
‘How old are you?’
‘I am twenty two.’
‘If you came out, could you bring a friend. I would not be comfortable alone with you.’
‘Oh, sure. I would like that.’
‘I’ll call you back if I can arrange it.’
This was really blind and I wanted to think about it. I spent the day doing my normal things. Going to the office, reading mail, dictating, reviewing files and directing my employees as to what they should do. I kept coming back to the email women. My stories notwithstanding, I hadn’t practiced erotic hypnosis with anyone other than my wife in over fifteen years. It would certainly be a change of pace.
‘Elise, this is Mike. You know me as Masterhypnotist. If you can bring a friend and if you will sign a release, I will probably be able to fulfil your fantasy.’
‘How do we do it?’
‘You fly into Los Angeles and stay at the Airport Hilton. I will meet you at six o’clock at the hotel. We just have to clear the day.’
‘Can we do it August fifth?’
I looked at my calender. ‘That will work. If there is any problem, email me. I am online almost all the time. When you get to the hotel call my cell phone.’ I gave her the number.
I put the meeting out of my mind until August. After that I was very anxious. Not much I could do about it. On August fifth I got a call on my cell. ‘This is Elise. I am at the hotel.’
‘I will be there as soon as I can. No later than 6:30. I am six and a half feet tall and I will be wearing a blue suit.’
‘I am five feet, two and I am wearing a pink cotton dress and my friend is wearing shorts and a t-shirt. We’ll meet up.’
I got to the hotel at 6:15. I immediately saw a small attractive woman in a pink dress. She came up to me. ‘Mike?’
‘That’s me. Have you eaten?’
‘We ate on the plane. I’m not hungry. We can eat if you need to.’
‘I need to.’
‘Let me call my friend and she can join us.’
‘What is your friend’s name?’
‘Helene. Let me call her.’
She went to the house phone and called. I suggested we go to the buffet the hotel had. We sat down and talked, waiting for Helene.
‘How do you know Helene?’
‘We lived next door to each other for many years. We are almost like sisters. We do everything together.’
‘You ducked my rape question. You have a fantasy about rape. We really should talk about it.’
‘We will talk about it when we go to my room.’
‘I guess so. Have you ever discussed your fantasy with a therapist?’
‘No. I wasn’t comfortable doing that. Based on your stories I thought you would understand better.’
Just at that moment Helene joined us. ‘Mike, this is my very best friend, Helene.’
‘Hi Helene. Do you both know everything about each other?’
‘Oh, yes.’ In unison.
I found both women very attractive. They were girls to me. They both had a very youthful air about them. During dinner I tried to get the girls to talk to me about their dating. I got nowhere. That subject was not on the table. We talked about the flight and how the wheather in southern California was nicer than almost anywhere else in America.
After dinner Elise said, lets go to our room and get started.’
She had taken a room on the fourteenth floor. Her friend, Helene, was in shorts and t-shirt like Elise said. The friend was the same size as Elise.
‘Okay team, lets get started. First, I have this release I want you to sign and Helene to witness.’
I gave them the form. Elise signed it without reading and Helene signed where it said witness.
‘Helene, you are the chaperone. Elise, sit in the chair and let yourself relax.’ Elise sat down. Helene, was lying on one of the beds in the room. She had propped herself up with several pillows.
‘Elise, let every muscle relax, every single muscle. Your neck, arms, shoulders, every muscle. Relax your back and your legs. Your hands. Your head is very heavy and is falling forward. Your eyes are closed and you can’t open them.’ Her eyes had already closed and she didn’t open them. I continued the mantra for several minutes. Then I tested Elise’s trance by checking her eyes and dropping her arms. She seemed to be in a trance. I looked over at Helene. She was out. I decided to let her sleep and see what happened.
‘Elise, I will count to three and you will wake. When I say sleep, your whole body will become limp and you will go into an even deeper trance. One, two, three.’ They both opened their eyes and sat up.
‘Sleep.’ They both closed their eyes and flopped backwards. I squeezed Elise’s right breast to see if I got a reaction. Since her fantasy was to be raped, obviously she expected to be handled. But I felt I would see a reaction if she was not really hypnotized. It was soft and felt sexy. No reaction. I went over and did the same to Helene. Again, no reaction. I was somewhat surprised about this development. I really had thought the friend would be a chaperone. I had several plans on how to deal with the various situations that could arise. None of them would be needed.
‘Helene, how do you feel?’
‘Very relaxed, wonderful.’
‘Elise, how do you feel?’
‘Wonderful.’
‘When I say wake, you will wake, when I say sleep, you will go into an even deeper trance.’
‘Wake.’
They both opened their eyes and sat up. ‘Helene, what do you think of what’s going on, so far.’
‘Not much, I haven’t seen anything yet. When are you going to do your hypnosis?’
‘How about you, Elise?’
‘I feel good, but I can’t tell you what happened. Will I be a good subject?’
‘Yes, you will.’
‘Sleep.’ They both again collapsed.
‘Elise, what do you want to happen?’
‘I want to be totally controlled. I want to know what it would feel like to have sex without my having to consent and I would like to know what it feels like to die.’
‘How about you, Helene. Why are you here?’
‘Elise and I have shared the same fantasy all our lives. I want the same thi
ng she wants.’
What an interesting development. They hadn’t read my release. It contemplated that the witness might be hypnotized and released me from any untoward consequences. Good luck on enforcing it.
‘Both of you get undressed.’ Clearly they expected that command.
‘Are both of you on birth control?’ They both said yes. They quickly undressed. Helene was not wearing a bra or panties. Elise was wearing a front clasp bra. Very soon they were both naked. They were both brunets with trimmed pussies. They both had firm breasts and no extra fat.
‘How long have you known each other?’ This after they were naked.
‘Helene and I have known each other all our lives. We live next door to each other.’
‘Have you ever made love to each other?’ They both blushed. They both said no.
‘Helene, go and put your finger in Elise’s cunt.’
She got off the bed and kneeled in front of Elise and put her finger up her cunt. I could smell the musky smell coming from both of them. I went up to Helene and felt her pussy. It was sopping. I felt Elise and she was the same.
‘Both of you girls get on the bed, next to each other, facing each other. Have you seen each other naked?’
‘Yes,’ in unison.
Did either of you find that erotic?
I expected that in a trance I would get honest answers.
‘When ever I look at Helene naked I get wet. I love looking at her breasts and her flat stomach.’
‘How about you, Helene?’
‘I love looking at Elise’s body. I have fantasized lying naked with her, making love.’
‘ Elise you touch Helene’s tits and Helene you feel Elise’s tits.’ I used street language because I knew that would be more erotic to them. They followed my instructions.
‘From now on both of you will be under my absolute control. No matter what it is, you will do it. You will call me Master and you will be my slaves. Do you understand?’
Elise answered, ‘Yes, Master.’
Helene also answered ‘Yes, Master.’
‘Helene, I want you to lick Elise’s cunt and clit until she comes. Elise I want you to do the same with Helene. I will tell you when to stop. I want both of you to take the sixty nine position. With Elise licking Helene and Helene licking Elise. Do it now.’ They took the position and started licking. Soon they were both moaning and grinding there cunts into the faces of their friend. Helene started to scream and Elise bucked hard. They both had orgasms.
‘Did you enjoy that, Elise?’
‘God, yes. I have never felt like that.’
‘How about you Helene?’
‘It felt wonderful.’
I looked at their ripe young bodies and I must admit I felt lust for them. Both of their breasts were firm with hard small nipples. They had flat stomachs and round butts. Their legs were firm and round. They looked almost like twins..
‘Who should I rape first?’
Helene spoke up. ‘This is Elise’s party, do her first.’
I had brought a small bag with some gear with me. ‘Okay, Helene, I will ‘do’ her first. I am going to restrain you so you won’t try to help her. Give me your arms?’
I handcuffed her hands behind her back and I cuffed her ankles, feeling her cunt while I did that. I took out a sleeping mask and put it over her eyes. ‘You will stay put until I am ready for you.’
Elise was watching with wide eyes. ‘Elise, put your hands over your head.’
She did. I hand cuffed her hands. I took out two short pieces of rope and tied her ankles to her calves. As I expected she was very limber. Her eyes were getting wider, I felt her pussy and it was drenched. She moaned when I touched her. I noticed there was a coat hanger on the wall. I tested it for weight resistance. It felt like it could hold Elise. I lifted her up and put her hands over the coat rack. She was facing out.
As she hung there I mauled her breasts. She moaned as I roughed up her breasts. Her musky odor was getting stronger. I put my hand down and reached up her pussy. As I felt around she came on my hand. She bucked against my hand and I felt her vaginal canal spasm on my hand. I forced her mouth open and kissed her. She put her tongue in my mouth.
‘Now, I am going to rape you and strangle you.’
I took my clothes off. I was large and my cock is large. It was already erect. She stared at it. First, I put it near her mouth. ‘Open your mouth and take my cock.’
She opened her mouth and I pushed my cock in. She licked and sucked and it was warm, wet and almost set me off. I pulled out before I came. I was still wondering how I was going to service Helene, at my age. Certainly, I did not want to have to cum four times in one evening.
I put my cock in her pussy as she hung. She had another orgasm when I did that. She moaned loudly and I felt her on my penis. She was at a heightened state. I pulled out and picked her off the hook. I put her on the bed.
I turned her over with her forehead on the pillow and her ass in the air. I pushed into her cunt and my penis was coated with her love juices. I put two fingers in her ass hole. It was soft and warm. Elise moaned. Elise, first I am going to rape your ass.’
I pushed my cock into her asshole. It went in easier than I would have thought. She pushed back against my cock. She liked it. I pumped for a while, being careful not to shoot. She was moaning and shaking. I think she was having another orgasm. I pulled out of her ass. I rolled her onto her back. She was looking up at me with her very wide eyes.
I pulled out a noose I had brought with me. I showed it to her. I am going to strangle you. I want to feel you die as I cum inside of you. That is your fantasy, right?’
She shook her head, yes. Her wide eyes got even wider. ‘When did you first start thinking of this fantasy?’
‘I was eight and my father came into my bedroom and made me suck his penis. He told me that he would kill me if I told on him. I started fantasizing what that would be like. He continued to have sex with me until he committed suicide three years ago. He left me a note and a fortune. He had never told my mother who died a year before him. In his note he said he was sorry.’
‘How did all that effect you?’
‘I have trouble relating to men my age. They almost want me to take control of our sex and that turns me off. I need to be controlled. I have had one night stands. They were all nice young men who would never be able to control me. I started reading your stories and I thought that would work for me.’
‘What about my stories did you like?’
‘I liked the way the women are always completely controlled and they can’t do anything about it. They don’t have to worry about what they are doing. You make their enjoyment involuntary. That was a huge turnon for me. I also liked the way you allowed some of the women in your stories to make love with other women without feeling guilty. I didn’t tell you, but I was hoping that would happen here.’
‘How did you get Helene involved?’
‘My father was raping her too. He started when she was ten and we were playing together. We would be together and he would do both of us. He would make us stay and watch each other. He would tell us that he would kill us and our mothers if we told anyone. In his note he told me to take care of her. Her parents are divorced and they cannot help her.’
‘If you are dead, what will happen to Helene?’
‘I have set up a trust for her.’
‘Have you fantasized how Helene would die?’
‘I imagined that my father would rape us both and then kill us. In my fantasy, he kills Helene and makes me watch. Then he kills me.’
‘I guess if you are both dead it won’t matter?’
‘I guess not.’
I again showed her the noose. ‘Should I kill Helene before I rape and kill you?’
‘No. No. That would deprive Helene of the rape. That is her fantasy too. Do me first, then Helene.’
I rubbed the noose against her face. She almost nuzzl
ed it. I took the noose and put it over her head and around her neck. I pulled it snugly around her neck. I lifted her up, slightly, with the noose and her face turned red. She started gasping for breath. I put her head back down. I released her legs and spread them. She was dripping from her cunt. I tied the noose to the head of the bed, leaving it taught on her neck.
I pushed into her. She gasped as I pulled her body down, tightening the noose.. She arched her back and bucked into me. I had cut off her wind and she was gasping for air. I felt her spasm on my cock. The asphyxiation was setting her off. Her eyes rolled up into her head and she continued bucking against me. I came inside of her pushing her forward with my body. That action released the pressure from the noose.. She took a deep breath.
I whispered in her ear. ‘You are dead. You can’t move a muscle or open your eyes.’
She collapsed and I spread her legs and the cum and juice dribbled out of her vagina. Her legs were limp and spread. She certainly looked raped and dead.
I took off Helene’s mask. She gasped and stared at Elise. ‘Is she dead?’
‘Yes, and now it’s your turn.’ She smiled.
‘We have gone everywhere together. Do me.’
‘No, first, you do me.’
I unlocked the leg irons and the handcuffs. I took her arms and pulled them above her head. I locked the handcuffs and tied them to the top of the bed. Elise was lying next to her. I took my penis and put it in Helene’s mouth. ‘Lick me clean.’
She did and moaned as she did. I felt her pussy and it too was very wet. I took her legs and folded them so they were touching her breast. The nipples on her breasts were hard little buttons, like Elise. I marveled, again, how similar the two girls were. I felt her wet cunt and rubbed her clit. She squealed as I massaged her clit. Her hips pushed against my hand. My hand was squirted on, by her love juices. I jammed my prick into her cunt and pumped. I felt her throbbing vagina. She was having another orgasm. I pulled out and pushed into her ass. Like Elise it went in easier than I would have expected. It hit me that the father probably assaulted the girls in the ass.
I kept that up until she came again. This time she thrashed around and moaned loudly. I took the noose from around Elise’s neck and showed it to her. ‘I am now going to strangle you. I will cum as you die. She again smiled.’
I put the noose around her neck and tightened it. I pulled it tight enough to limit her air. It would not kill her, but ought to scare her. I then again jammed into her cunt. She gasped. Then she started gasping for breath and bouncing her legs up and down. She was pushing against me in time with my thrusts. She kept gasping for air. I kept that up for almost ten minutes. I felt myself getting ready to cum and I tightened the noose. She bucked harder and put her arms around me and held on for dear life, even as she thought she was dying. I shot into her as she came again, gasping and thrashing. Her tongue was starting to protrude from her mouth when I released the noose.
She lay there and gasped for breath for several minutes. Finally, she calmed down. ‘I am still alive. That’s not fair.’ She started to cry.
‘Both of you. Wake.’ They both sat up. Helene stared at Elise.
‘Helene, what are you thinking?’
‘I am very confused.’ She was sitting there with fluid oozing out of her vagina.
‘I feel like I just had wonderful sex and I have this feeling like Elise and I should be dead. I don’t understand.’
‘Sleep.’ They both collapsed again.
‘When I wake you, you both will remember everything. We will talk about it. You will not feel guilty and you will never again feel like you want to be killed. Wake.’
They both sat up and looked at me and each other. They both started to cry. ‘What are you crying about?’
They spoke in unison. ‘We are happy.’
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CHAPTER 1 Romance, oh why couldn’t he experience romance? Just the once would do, thought Tom O. Bates whose trail of mixed-bag seductions lay in his wake like feathers of a rooster attempting to escape the red-faced farmer’s wife wielding an axe and intent on having her sleep interrupted by only one cock at dawn. Tom was an unsuccessful writer of sexy novels, rejected because his sentences were unacceptable. Too long. Another reason was although his hero and heroine met in the first chapter...
Several years ago, just for fun, I audited a Creative Writing class at the university associated with the hospital where I am an RN. Probably the best assignment throughout the semester was to write something that would be appropriate for an episode of ‘The Twilight Zone’. In other words, if we wanted to bend the rules of reality a bit here and there, go right ahead. After all, if Rod Serling could do it, why not we? A few weeks ago as I was hauling Christmas decorations out of the attic, what...
There I was, driving home for work Thinking how my life seem so normal. Funny looking back. How much things have change. BANG!!! What??? I hit something!! As I see the body moving across my hood an into my windshied and over. SHIT!!!! Finally stopping my truck and over to the ditch. He was lying there. Blood and grass cover his body. I grab my phone call 911. 911 whats your emergency? SHIT I hit some one--------- Shanking so bad trying to think. Law enforce teaches how to hand thing...
a plane of existence deep in the Abyss Gorflkk was trying his best to please his mistress, but was having a somewhat difficult time of it as she stood in one of her bedchamber's enormous windows and cast her gaze across the foreboding landscape of Woeful Iscandar. As was true of all of Woeful Iscandar's populace, Gorflkk was a demon. A tenebrosus, to be exact. He and his kin were down among the lower ranks of demons but of higher station than dretches and quasits. In the Abyss, Gorflkk...
My name is Deirdre Martin and I'm a management consultant. I am brought into corporations to determine how to make those corporations more efficient, more profitable. Part of that means that I sometimes (well more than sometimes) have to tell my clients how to consolidate functions in order to improve service. That's a euphemistic way of saying I tell them who to fire. It's not a pleasant part of my job, and it doesn't make me very popular with the people I work with. They may be the very...
My life has been in a bit of a rut lately, if lately can be construed to mean three years. I travel, work, eat, sleep. Those are the four basic components of my life. I know that there should be more than that, but I made my bed, so to speak, and must sleep in it. My name is Deirdre Martin and I’m a management consultant. I am brought into corporations to determine how to make those corporations more efficient, more profitable. Part of that means that I sometimes (well more than sometimes)...
the story is based in early 19th century and though long I think it's okay hopefully you will like it ---------------------------------------------------------------“How did I start you ask? That’s an interesting question. I could give the pathetic answer that some give once caught. That it was their upbringing but for me that wasn’t true. Nor was the fact that I was turned down by the girl I went to school with and embarrassed in front of my friends. Yes I was and at the time it hurt but...
Death of A Salesman I am a salesman - or at least I was - and a damn good one. If you ever saw "Glengarry, Glen Ross" I'd have been the one winning the car. If I'd had a couple more years I'd have been the one setting the prizes and sending other people out to earn money for me. The trouble was, I was too good. It aroused envy in my peers. It made my boss afraid. They knew they could never beat me fair so they cheated. Most things they could have come up with I'd have outsmarted them...
Sitting on a stool at the counter, smoking a Rothmans and nursing a tonic water - ice, no lemon - the girl who had momentarily piqued my curiosity looks older at close quarters than she did from the other side of the dining room. If I'd been asked to guess her age before I met Suki I'd have said she was in her late twenties; today, having learned to look for such indicators as the set of her mouth and the laughter lines at the corners of her eyes, I'm inclined to revise that estimate to...
Some looked back at the barbaric times and wondered why it took so long for an enlightened society to create humane way to kill someone. No one really knew other than it might have been considered an immoral act, and no one wanted an immoral act to befoul an execution. Sam Snider was sentenced to death, and he deserved to die. He had led a relatively clean life – other than the killing, but his tests indicated that he was eligible for a little more flexibility of choice in how he would die. It...
The second day of the trial began with Dr. Tim Houston still on the stand. Wyatt Quinn had few questions he could ask, but he believed he still needed to take a run at the man. Otherwise the jury was likely to take every opinion the man stated as the Gospel. He began small, questioning some of the word choices that Houston had used. But he soon worked his way up to the question he wanted a different answer to. The capital murder case hinged on special circumstances. In this instance, the...
十四 I went back to my apartment, swallowed a handful of Xanax. I had been upping my dose weekly for them to be efficacious. While I waited for them to kick in, I lay back in bed, scooped my phone up into my hands, stared down at it like a palm reader and read and explored more about the death penalty in China. China doesn’t release official statistics regarding the number of death sentences that are carried out, so it’s hard to know how many were executed per year. Being an American, I like...
I’d taken my pills but still I lay awake at night, staring at shadows. I peered out my open window and realized I’d not seen any stars, or the moon, since I’d arrived in China. I could imagine the school’s ghosts as gremlins crawling and clawing up into the sky, eating the moon like a cake. Tonight, there were no drilling sounds and my room was silent as death and my mind was racing, abuzz, unable to quiet... I was feeling like an overloaded plane in a turbulent sky, wishing that I’d...
二十 “Reactionary,” a stentorian voice bellowed at me the minute I walked into my apartment, and I saw there was a pile of letters strewn about my kitchen table. The papers were yellowed with age. They were written in Chinese, in a smeared, dark red ink. I sat down, looked them over. Used translation software on my phone to scan, translate them. They were a prison diary, written by Lily. The diaries were mundane, showed the tedium of her death row existence. Every day was the same. She’d be...
Donnie and Dee Dee made me lie on the bed and watch a little TV while they prepared for dinner. Donnie insisted on taking another shower, though I didn’t for the life of me know why. Come to think of it, she insisted that I take a shower too; not together though. I wanted to get in with her, but she wanted to reset to zero with our relationship and act like we hadn’t just fucked each other’s brains out. I’ll never understand women. There is something tremendously domestic about...
Tears blinding him he struggled forward, grasping her by the thighs and despreatly trying to lift her to allow her air--so safe the beautiful woman he loved. It was to no avail. Her feet twitched their last macabre tatoo against his chest, and as a final indignity, her bladder relaxed, allowing urin to run down her trembling legs and the amrs of the lover who held them. The silence of her passing was marred only by his uncontrolable weaping as he collapsed beneath her dangling corpse and...
Solemn and faceless they bore her coffin in from the cold, listless morning. It was early, yet, and the chapel had not yet filled, but I knew that before long even the standing room would be crowded. The pallbearers paused with the strength of ritual, and placed the mahogany box like an altar at the front of the church. The rich wood gleamed brilliantly with the kiss of sacred candlelight. As well it should shine, as it would be a closed casket service. The air was stifling with the scent of...
Many people who know me and what I’ve done say that I am one evil son of a bitch. Personally, I couldn’t care less. However, the vehemence of my accusers sometimes gives me pause. They’re so sure of themselves. They see themselves as the Heroes of the story and me as the Villain. He or she who must be destroyed for the sake of all that is good and decent in the world. That’s fine in books and movies, but it doesn’t work that way in real life. Without further ado, I will tell you my story. And...
She was lying partially under the cover, one arm thrown carelessly above her head, her eyes closed and a sensual, lazy smile on her face. I could see her semi-nude form looking so warm and inviting and could feel myself stirring once again. I finished dressing and walked over to her bed, kneeled at the bedside and put my arms around her. I took her in my arms and gave her a gentle kiss. "Thank you, Dee Dee, for a wonderful evening. You know that if you ever need anything from me, all...
We were lying in bed in Deirdre’s hotel room recovering from a bout of mind-blowing liberating sex, at least from my point of view. I had wanted to make slow sensuous love to this woman who had suddenly become the focus of my life. Instead I lost my head and it turned into a long hard monkey fuck. It was a mistake. I don’t know what happened. One minute I was this guy trying desperately to impress the woman of his dreams. The next minute I was primal man staking his claim on Eve in the...
Death comes to Hamberley By Belle Gordon Prologue The police were called to Hamberley Manor at 0807 on a Monday morning. The call had been made by Ms Rosemary Kilburn, the maid. When she had entered her employer's bedroom to awaken her with her customary morning tea she was surprised to see the bed empty. Leaving the tea tray she went about her duties thinking her Mistress, Lady Mildred Reiner had risen early and gone for a walk as she sometimes did. Looking in the open door...
The man shaped shadow in the neighbor’s yard across the street had not moved in the last 20 minutes but it was entirely possible that Glenn’s eyes were playing tricks on him as his panicked mind worked overtime on his dilemma. It had been two weeks since the contract had been fulfilled by the assassin’s guild of Ar and he had yet to send them their payment, of course, they had not exactly sought him out either for their gold, but he was still extremely worried. Silas had seen what happens to...
I am Death Bringer, Lord of the Berber Cliffs and Master of the Caves of the Dust Sprites. My tale begins several days ago as I, a lone watchman on guard against the evils that lurk when the world sleeps under its white blanket, sat in the aerie looking out over the desolate land now covered in ice. The beast of the five hells was hunting far below me. Why it must lift its leg and spray its foul liquids hither and yon I do not know. The five hells must be more terrible than even I can imagine,...
Ten minutes after Bryant's first meeting with his entire detective squad, Jan Elliot walked into his office and shut the door. "Uh-oh ... the closed door," Bryant said. "That means you plan to yell." "Maybe I mean to sexually harass you," Jan replied as she took a chair opposite him. "Nope, you'd have called me to your office for that," Bryant joked. "I'd have called you to my office if I planned to yell," Jan said. "Look, we need to hash out our responsibilities here....
Marcoba and I met in tacit silence at the front of the cafeteria. Today he was dressed in a full dinosaur costume, a T-Rex. Chinese teachers gazed at him, with soft warm eyes, lips stretched into smiles, while they stared at me, curiously, some condescendingly. When we sat down to the laowai corner, began our breakfast, a shifty-eyed auntie, sitting nearby, motioned, laughed to her brethren, and mimicked me eating, simultaneously perplexed and amazed that I could use chopsticks. Terrorist...
Andrew’s Story Donnie and Dee Dee made me lie on the bed and watch a little TV while they prepared for dinner. Donnie insisted on taking another shower, though I didn’t for the life of me know why. Come to think of it, she insisted that I take a shower too, not together though. I wanted to get in with her, but she wanted to reset to zero with our relationship and act like we hadn’t just fucked each other’s brains out. I’ll never understand women. There is something tremendously domestic...
I was stupid and as a result, I wound up naked and tied to a filthy bed, my ribs making breathing difficult, my eyesight a little off due to the concussion that was making my head scream, and my face was bleeding and beginning to swell. No, I had been stupid yet again and made the head idiot angry. All I wanted was a story. Contacts gotten through my father and his family assured me that the Taliban warlord in Marjah would give me a face-to-face interview, no strings attached. I should have...
Andrew's Story I've got so many balls in the air I wonder when they are all going to fall on my head. My business is going great guns. It's unbelievable what some simple little programming can bring in when applied in the right places. IAM has finally gotten off of the ground. I've built several websites for various people to access: different strokes for different folks. We are getting regular hits from twins all over the country, as well as more than a few male geniuses who are...
Wolf 359 Ajax had drunk too much. The sobriety to realize that fact was gone but his body reminded him anyway with a queasiness in his stomach that required more and more concentration to control. To maintain his respect in the Regent’s eyes, Ajax had matched him cup for cup The Regent had set his cup down and not picked it up. He was engaged with his wives as Ajax looked on. The five of them smiled at him, and cooed words that seemed to please their lord. He chuckled affectionately in low...
By the time I pulled my pants back up and buckled my belt, Mimi was handing me another drink. ‘It looks like you’re empty.’ I took the drink from her. ‘Thanks.’ She took a seat next to me on the sofa and peered at me from above her glass. ‘Bam?’ she asked quietly. I took a gulp from my glass. ‘Yeah, baby?’ She took a moment. ‘Would you do something for me?’ I looked at her. ‘For you, baby? Anything.’ Mimi rose from the sofa and began to make her way toward a door on the other side of the...
This is a continuation of the “Death by Fucking” stories. Due to the nature of the narrative, it is recommended that you have read at least one of those stories in order to be ‘up to speed’ on the situations existing at the outset of this story. Part 1 His Story: We were lying in bed in Deirdre’s hotel room recovering from a bout of mind-blowing liberating sex, at least from my point of view. I had wanted to make slow sensuous love to this woman who had suddenly become the focus of my life....