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Brainwashing

As far as Cal could determine, Gina had never lied to him. That she hadn’t told him the whole truth about things he was certain. Everything in his world was painted the way Mistress Gina wanted it to be painted in a way, even if the colors were only inside his head. The first day that the crazy bitch had essentially tied him down and let men fuck his face, though she had ensured his participation with torture, ten men had unloaded their scum into his mouth and stomach mostly his stomach before...

Never Think It Can t Happen to You

There's a reason I'm living in a disguised soddy in 2012. Big Rock Creek is a stone's throw away. It feeds into the Fox River over twenty miles south of where I am. I got caught up in something stupid--a gang initiation. Two guys, kids really, were given a couple cheap automatics and told to rob a grocery store. Guess who was doing some late night shopping? Yeah, me. I heard all the yelling and screaming, then decided the old saw about living to fight another day. I dodged back into the...

Vinland

"This saga I had from Thorfinn Fairhair, who sailed with Leif the Lucky when he was but a boy of sixteen summers. Mighty were those men who followed the whale's path to Vinland the Good. Thorfinn is old now and in his dotage but his eye still brightens and his sinews stiffen whenever this story is told. If it please you, Lords, I will recount the tale. Now it happened that there was a man of Eyrar, in Iceland, named Biarni Heriulfson. It was Biarni's habit to spend one season trading and...

Justice

Owensville, Texas was once a booming town; shipping ore from a large mine just outside the town limits. There was a railroad spur to ship the ore, first to El Paso and then on to smelters back east; but when the mine played out so did the prosperous future of Owensville. Twice a year a train would come down the spur to pick up cattle that local ranchers sent to market. The town proper now consisted of a wide street flanked by weather beaten buildings and stores; many of which were closed and...

The Road Back

A very heartfelt Thank You to ErikThread for his fabulous editing. His skills make your reading pleasure better. His cold eyes looked out the window of the dingy room at the busy street below the hotel. When he turned from the window the coldness did not leave, nor did the hardness of his mouth relax. Tomorrow he would face, across a courtroom, the man who killed his fiancée. He would not be happy to answer the questions asked of him. He should be, but he was not. The man did him a favor,...

Young Farmers Club

Sunny Saturday. It was a Hot June Saturday. After a heavy Friday evening at the pub, I didn’t wake until lunchtime when I was woken up by the sounds of the cockerels in a nearby smallholding crowing as usual. Thankfully I didn’t have a hangover. Cocks are reputed to crow at sunrise. Why do they start well over two hours earlier just when I’m trying to get to sleep and continue frequently throughout the day? I suppose it’s one of the things that you have to put up with in the countryside. I...

Along the FinkeChapter 5

Gordy Weena led the three of us out of the bank and to a place a few doors down; we went in and took a table. Weena smiled, and then said she'd get some drinks and came back with three bottles of lemonade. "Charlie, do you know what's happened?" She asked as she sat the drinks on the table. "Pretty much," he replied. He took a drink, and then continued on, "From what I can tell, he left money for me to make sure that the cattle would be taken care of." "That's right, Charlie. Now...

Along the FinkeChapter 9

When we got back to the hotel, Charlie learned that breakfast was available from 6:30, but that also meant coffee, tea, toast, and juices and fruit. With an obvious expression of distaste ar what we called breakfast, he told us that he had "a mess o'" planning to do, and would eat in the hotel and that he'd be going to the yards as early as possible. Weena and I went to our room, took a long shower together and then spent about an hour — uh -- "drying off." I took another shower after...

Along the FinkeChapter 12 Weena

I woke up with the first rays hitting my face. I was stiff. M y thighs ached and my bum hurt. My head was on Gordy's arm and I realized that he smelled. I'm sure I smelled, too. And the whole area smelled from the cattle. I lifted my head a bit and could see Charlie. He was holding hands with Maddy as she slept. He'd moved real fast. The crew were stirring and I could hear cookie working on breakfast. My bladder got me up, aches and all. I walked a few paces downhill and squatted behind a...

The DrifterChapter 18

And I was born ... the next of kin - The next of kin to the wayward wind... When we returned to Windy Ridge, I thought of Lois and Henry Parker, out in the chicken house. Henry had managed to roll over on his back. His eyes were open, but he was dead. I figured he had vomited and drowned in his own vomit. I didn’t feel one bit of loss, or regret over him dying. Lois Parker was glad to be set free and the first thing she did, was run naked to the pump and wash her mouth out before drinking...

The Last Wish BluesChapter 10

They had fourteen head when Bob changed direction and began herding the cattle on a new vector. Brenda was tired by now. She was amazed at how tiring it was just to ride a horse all day ... at least when you had to stay in the saddle as the horse jumped this way and that, breaking into a trot without warning and stopping suddenly. Still, she’d had a good time, and it was the kind of tired she didn’t mind. She felt like she’d actually done something worthwhile that day. The fun part was...

In My LifeChapter 1B

At the breakfast table, Emerson began questioning Miguel, who sat at the head of the table. "Senor, a ranch this size usually has more than three hands, although I'll admit these eat enough for six. Do they also do the work of six?" With that, all three turned their attention to Emerson. Old Pedro, who he vaguely remembered from the past, had grown heavy and slow. His dark eyes showed no emotion and he returned to his meal. The man called Shorty, and it seemed every ranch had one, gave a...

In My LifeChapter 4A

As they pulled up, Emerson noticed several of his riders headed that way out of curiosity. They hadn't seen anyone to talk to in quite a while. A young lieutenant nodded at the herd as he spoke to Emerson. "I am Lieutenant Andrews. Are you in charge of this herd? It is possible the army could do business with you." Emerson shook the man's hand. "Emerson Trask. Yes, I am and we will listen to any proposition you may make. I didn't know the military was in the area." "We are supposed...

Anglo Saxon ChroniclesChapter 2 An Interlude on Athelney

In the second week of the New Year of Our Lord, Eight Hundred and Seventy Eight, The Danes broke out from their winter camp at Gleawanceaster and once more assailed the Kingdom of Ælfred. The King was at Cippanhamm for Yuletide when the Danes descended out of the snow on the small Saxon host. Ælfred and his companions were taken utterly by surprise. They tried to stand at the river but were overwhelmed. The fighting was fierce and bloody and the waters of that unhappy stream ran...

RepercussionsChapter 5

As soon as we entered Reggie's house she ordered me to strip. Tara and Steph sat on the couch and watched me undress. Reggie went to her room and came out a couple of minutes later wearing shorts and a loose t-shirt. She's carrying that fucking cattle prod and her two cameras. She put everything down on the coffee table and turned to face me with that arrogant smile on her face. She waved me closer. When I was standing in front of her she pulled a black leather strap out of her back pocket...

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