It’s has been now three weeks since Dave had offered Gabriella up for sale. Her wounds were finally healed. It didn’t help that Dave regularly forced her to have sex despite the pain it caused her. At school Sharon was the topic of the day every ever since she disappeared without a trace. No-one knew … Read more
Tanner made his way to a local high school, having used the night time to avoid much attention. After an hour or so of walking, he had the building in sight, and decided to sleep on one of the benches in the nearby park. Indeed, only very light patrols were on the outskirts of the … Read more
*Author’s note- Characters and events belong to me so no stealing. This explains The Master’s background on how he became a Daemon. Each name has a meaning in this story. Kerberos-Demon of the pit. Aikaterine-Pure. Akeldame-Feild of blood. Adelphose-of the same womb. Beniamon-son of the right hand and Demogorgon-Grim demon. Hecate is the mother of … Read more
Club Fatale Chapter One – The Trip I woke on the morning of my trip with an excitement that I had not felt since the days of my youth. It was the kind of joy that a boy feels on Christmas morning, just before he rushes downstairs to see if Santa Clause left presents for … Read more
Chapter Twenty-One – Acceptance The party was in full swing — as were the three women hanging before the assembled mass of Clubmen and Femmes. They had only been up for a few minutes, but already I was aching in the cock. One by one, Jacob let them down from the gallows so that I … Read more
“All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.” -Virginia Woolf, “Orlando” *** It was sundown. The carriage reached the cottage on the cliffs. Porphyria followed the path to the door, but hesitated before knocking. Maybe I should go back, she thought. Maybe I should just throw myself off the cliffs instead. That would be better. … Read more
Story disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction, and all characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. This story has 4 parts, has a little bit of everything, and is often extreme and unrealistic. Blackmailed and Raped Mother pt1 of 4 Wednesday: 3 Days before the End of the Summer Party and … Read more
Factual Note: In certain Asian countries, it is believed that ?corpse oil? or liquid collected by burning the chin of a corpse with a small flame, possesses great power which can be used in black magic rituals. . The best corpse oil should be obtained from a corpse which fulfils the following criteria: 1. Female … Read more
Aja looked down at the small bomb in her hand, weighing it as she waited in line. The exterior was featureless, a plain pink sphere that dully reflected the warehouse lights overhead. In texture it felt almost like greased rubber, yet no residue remained on her fingertips as she caressed it. Squeezing it in her … Read more
As I sit here contemplating my life, I laugh. My life has been pretty good. Well, that is, up until two years ago. That’s when I got caught and now that the trial is over, I’m sitting on death row. Convicted of rape and murder; a total of 37 counts. Those are just the ones … Read more
It has been two weeks since my ‘incident’ in the caverns. Nancy was thought to be missing by her family but I could hardly tell them the truth could I. You know the one about her accepting a deal from some magic trinket and then subsequently commanding her goons to rape me. Is it still … Read more
Lily’s fingers tightened on the handles of the knife, feeling the cold steel against her sweaty skin. The blade gleamed in the dim light of the room, reflecting her wide, terrified eyes. She knew what was coming. She knew what she wanted. It was wrong, it was twisted, but she couldn’t deny it any longer. … Read more
Larry Wilkins sat on his worn-out sofa, a slouch that spoke volumes about where he was in life. The muted television flickered with images of a world that felt distant and undesirable. His fingers traced the rim of an empty beer can, its metallic coldness a stark contrast to the warmth of her touch. His … Read more
Breaking Descent: A Temptress Born (Act One) “ Man was made from not but a grain of sand and his companion and savior made of marrow and blood.” — Old Saying Marshall, Minnesota The soft hills of rolling grass and farmland during the early spring year was nothing short of amazing. The sky half covered … Read more
Welcome to the second chapter of my death. I have no taste for reminiscing, you should have been paying attention, if you weren’t lucky for you I have already accounted the first chapter. But I digress and wish to continue by recounting the next chapter of the story of my life after death. I awoke … Read more
This story was written after a conversation with my girlfriend about our shared love for informative murder porn. She is aware and has consented to my writing of this and knows that I wouldn’t actually want to harm her in real life. The initial segment is based off an actual conversation we had. ———————————————————————————————————————————————- Fiora … Read more
Stars faded from the sky as birds began to fill the forests with their musical, raucous calls. Trees lay thick upon the hills of Haedell, the wild never tamed so far east, where humans had yet to spread. The noise was enough to reach Swyena half a mile up, listening from upon her mount as … Read more
I turn my head to look at the digital alarm clock on the bedside table , wincing as my bruised and swollen left eye touches the bed. 5.25am, it’s been nearly four hours, four hours since this asshole came inside me and collapsed, trapping me on the bed. For those of you that haven’t read … Read more
In the year 2012, 15-year-old Sophie Swift was confused. She’d felt an irresistible compulsion to go inside a mansion, where she’d met a nude man and girl. The man had told her that this girl was his genie, and that he was giving her to him. And now all that was left was a lamp, … Read more
**************** ****WARNING!**** **************** Content in this story will incorperate horror, blood, gore and death in graphic detail. IF this is not something that you enjoy i would ask that you please stop reading this story. It was late in the afternoon, in the middle of the height of summer. The sun had been blaring away … Read more
