She might have come if she stayed on top of him, squeezing his jaw between her thighs until it threatened to crack – she might have had the strength for it – but she arched back and again slipped satin-covered fingers into his boxers to summon his flagging cock, to tug and squeeze it back [...]
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Jack and Jacquie – 2
Aug 16
Jack and Jacquie – 1
Aug 16
Jack Riel lay alone and almost naked in a bed that wasn’t his. Unlike his, this one was large and comfortable and wrapped in embroidered sheets. Plump pillows piled against the bottom of the antiqued bronze headboard. One of the sheets stretched over him, offering him the only protection he would have for what was [...]
Ms. E in 4C – 4
Aug 16
I did my best – as best as I could with my hands caught behind my back, with Ms. E’s teeth testing the pliability of my skin and her lips and tongue determined to bathe me in saliva – but with barely a wiggle or whimper I focused on Mary’s lips, then her teeth and [...]
Ms. E in 4C – 3
Aug 16
The job in Indianapolis ran long when we couldn’t get the phone company to make repairs on a weekend, so I didn’t get back home until Wednesday. I blew off the rest of the week at work and just watched TV and avoided email or going out or anything more strenuous than ordering pizza delivery. [...]
Ms. E in 4C – 2
Aug 16
The next Sunday was the first of the autumn, and she wore boots and a tight black skirt that hugged her ass, and sheer maroon bikini panties with a floral border. I wasn’t really in a rush… maybe it was the boots, or the skirt, but once her panties slid down to her ankle I [...]
Ms. E in 4C – 1
Aug 16
“You’ll need to nuzzle in deeper than that to lick me, Honey.” Ms. E’s voice was a gentle contralto – just as calm and pleasant as it was when she greeted me in the hall.
“Are you going to crack my head like a walnut again?” She’d pulled up her skirt so our eyes could meet, [...]
Spider Woman – 2
Aug 15
“Ooooooh. He speaks.” Her shape, now obscured by the lacework of cracks, began to heave against the ruined window, trying to push it through. Her words were punctuated with the strain of her effort. “Or else what?” The center of the window bulged, and more plastic fell to the floor by my feet. “You’ll gas [...]
Spider Woman – 1
Aug 15
Somewhere up in the shadows was her nest. I could hear her humming to herself. The holding tank was full of shadows, and shadows within shadows. Somewhere in its recent past it could have passed for a police station’s drunk tank – empty except for a couple of uncomfortable benches and a commode in the [...]
The Birdcage – 4
Aug 15
She left her right hand draped over my face, blocking my view, while she swung her leg off my stomach leaned over me. A hard nipple slid over my taut skin, then pressed down when she settled into place. She made a tight ring around the base of my penis with what felt like a [...]
The Birdcage – 3
Aug 15
“Now, Rrrobin, let’s start over. I’d love to just rrrip off that costume of yours and rrrape you – make a man out of a boy – but it’s such a nice costume. It would be a shame. So let’s try to take it slowly, shall we?”
She tugged my boots off, one at a time; [...]
The Birdcage – 2
Aug 15
At that she dipped again into the top of her boot and produced a purple silk scarf, which she wrapped around my mouth as a gag. While she tied it in place, she murmured in my ear. “I came prepared to abduct Batgirl, but this will do for the tenderer half of the Dynamic Duo, [...]
The Birdcage – 1
Aug 15
Friday, October 30. 9:30ish.
I say “9:30ish”, but really I knew it was 9:23 pm, just like it was the last time I pushed back the gauntlet on my glove to check my watch. The TV above the bar said 9:27. God – David was such a flake.
I nursed the ice-water remainders in the tumbler on [...]
Cheating Life – After
Aug 15
After
I wrote this for him – his last few days and thoughts. Not online, of course – on paper. Perhaps someday, someone will read this, but it wouldn’t matter. Queendom come: it won’t matter then. It’s only a few years now, anyway.
I left his body in the room – Claire and Jolie are flesh-eaters, [...]
Cheating Life – 20
Aug 15
xx
Shit. Double shit.
You can’t beat the system. You always pay for your sins, in one life or the next. Right? I knew that.
I had been lying in the dark for what seemed like hours. No more light streamed at the edges of the window, but Jane had turned a knob before [...]
Cheating Life – 19
Aug 15
xix
I remember feeling feverish. My throat burned with a pain that none of Jane or Claire’s bites had left. I was weak – even the sheets thrown over me were too heavy to lift.
I remember Jane undressing me in the dark and putting me to bed. I remember waking when she let other people into [...]
Cheating Life – 18
Aug 15
xviii
My eyelids popped to the clack-clack of heels on the wooden floor. I had no idea how much time had passed – it could have been minutes or hours. I had a headache. My throat burned and felt heavy as lead. I could barely breathe.
The specter was on me, clutching my shoulders and head, her [...]
Cheating Life – 17
Aug 15
xvii
Claire’s eyes were still locked to me as she now stood far away, by the door, whispering urgently into the receiver. I dropped back to the settee and closed my eyes. Shit. So much for discretion.
I heard her door open and shut, and I knew she had locked me in again.
I had nothing to do [...]
Cheating Life – 16
Aug 15
xvi
You see, vampires had managed to gain their social acceptance – where they had managed to gain it – because the living citizens of those communities were thoroughly convinced that their soul was eternal.
Before the Lens changed their paradigm, their blood and their flesh – their life – were all people really had. Even the [...]
Cheating Life – 15
Aug 15
xv
I picked over my words before I answered Claire, choosing another vague but accurate response. Choosing again whether or not to be an idiot. “I’m just done,” I told her. I chose poorly.
She smiled, and played with the folds of my ear between her fingers. “It’s certainly not a bad way to go – we [...]
Cheating Life – 14
Aug 15
xiv
I probably should have explained something earlier, but most people know it already. By this time, the majority of prostitution around the world was run by vampires. Sure, there were still nickel and dime girls out there with a breath and a heartbeat, but the business was a vampire business. So a lot of cathouses [...]