Author's note: This one has some strong themes that might upset more gentle people. Reader discretion is advised.

Yes, Dear

Joseph Fournier was finishing his evening tea when his wife Mary suddenly shouted at him, “Slave!”

He stiffened, and became still. Mary came up to him and waved a hand in his unblinking face. He made no movement, and she smiled. “”Tell me, whose slave are you?” She said.

“Yours” he replied in a monotone.

“It worked!” she laughed. “Go put your cup in the sink, and then come back here.”

Don’t Blame Me…I’m A Martian-3

Chapter 3

I’m in here way too long.

Three days, I’m in here and they’ve run every test they can think of at the moment for their “Doctor-Like” interest. They don’t have a clue as to why I’m the way I am past the whole chimera thing and there’s been tests on most of my major organs and I swear they’d have opened me up just to take a better look.

Yes I’m pissy; it’s apparently my time of the month.

Encrypted-3

Chapter 3

Brandy leads my out of her place dressed and to her car. I’m clutching her hand until we get there and she smiles and blushes a bit and opens the car door for me. I get in and try to sit and slide into the seat even though I’m not wearing a skirt, it just seems right to try and do it like that. It’s not really that skirt locking my legs together thing but something like it.

My Despair-7 By Stanman63

Bridges 18

Chapter 18

It’s been two days since Cass said she’d move in with me. It’s been a busy time with getting the house ready for Christmas and moving things around and tossing out more stuff or putting it my garage for storage.

Brandon and Ryan, Steve and Bobby have been great fixing up my garage and stuff since it was really kind of getting old and there were things falling apart inside of it. Some new beams, new shelves and fixing up dad’s old work bench and even getting in space heaters to redo the old floor in there with a new one of set bricks in concrete.

'So this guy walks into this bar…’

By Trashy Trisha

Author’s Note: My apologies to all but I couldn’t resist!!!

My Super Secret Life-5

Hey for those of you that’ve been reading, I’m not Sunny this is my story too.

So…

“Go Shane!, Go Shane!!!” My girlfriend Mai-Ling screams as I circle the jerk off Kyle Rocker yeah his name is Rocker, you know like the famous writer. I move in and throw a few punches that he takes mostly on his arms and his shoulders and he returns fire on me with a left, right combo of snap kicks. I block one with my own left leg but he gets the other one into my ribs.

For Maggie Finson

Helene's Song

Trapped in female form
With a chip inside my brain
I must obey its every whim
or suffer tremendous pain

What would you do?

Authors note: There are some strong themes alluded to in this story, including rape and forced feminization. Please be careful reading this.

WARNING! This is a very explicit story. It contains non-consensual sex (rape) and subjects/language that may be offensive to some. The real acts prtrayed here are in no way condoned or encouraged as the reality of the events are too grusome and criminal to be tolerated. However responsible CONSENTING adults do have wants and needs that can in no way be considered improper. This story is NOT intended for immature audiences. FOR THOSE THAT CONTINUE: I hope you find it erotic and please let me know what you think, good or bad.

My Despair-3 By Stanman63

My Despair-1 By Stanman63

Sweet Dreams I’ll Never Have Them…8

Chapter 8

I’m actually shaking by the time I get out of the Starbucks and through the other set of doors and into The Renaissance Center, it’s kind of this high end mall kind of place that’s been around forever. I even knew about this place living in my neighborhood. It kind of went through this slump when most of downtown did too but has come back into it’s own with that whole push to revitalize old Detroit.

Author's note: there is a brief description of a sexual assault in this story. Take care when reading.

A College Outing

Vampyre 3

Chapter 3

I’ve got the day off. You work odd shifts while you’re a nurse and even more screwy when you’re on the graveyard shift. I hate that name for it; it’s morbid enough to hit me in my undead EMO buttons.

CAUTION
This chapter deals quite diirectly with sexual abuse of a child. It is brutal, in my opinion. It was hard to write. Chapter 15 will be worse. As stated before I will send a summary to anyone whowishes to avoid the section.

Bridges 15

Chapter 15

I lose myself in the moment, Cass seems good with all of this. I just kind of sway dance there in Brandon’s arms. We kiss for a little bit and he smells so good. Man scent blended with soap that’s like this English leather kind of scent, clean clothes, and a bit of this scent of soil, and greenery. I have always loved the way that he smells.

This chapter deals with severe issues involving bullying and particularly nasty effects of child abuse. Please move on, if you can't read it, but if you want to know the essential plot outline mail me.

Bridges 14

Chapter 14

So…

What the hell should I do? I…I break the kiss with Brandon.

“Brandon, Brandon….I…I…can’t, I can’t get as involved as we were getting okay? It’s not good for me right now. And…and I’ve kind of…no...That’s not fair; I’ve gotten involved with Cass.”

I can’t help but to step back a little and hang my head, he’s been so great. He doesn’t deserve my bullshit.
“I know.”

WTF? “Huh?”

“He knows.” Cass says that as she walks up to me and slips a hand around my waist.

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STRONG CAUTION ON CHAPTER SEVENTEEN OF “THE EYES OF AN ANGEL”...
If you are offended by descriptions of extreme violence and use of graphic language, please consider skipping this chapter.
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Chapter Seventeen
Wednesday, December 23, 1997

Sweet Dream I’ll Never have them…6