The end is nigh.The final sprint.Screaming muscles and burning lungsRaging, ragged rasps,Inflating heaving chests.Tensions grow, muscles clench.Need is given voice;Guttural. Raw. Animal.Every satisfying smack and shake,The percussive pounding prevails.A flash of white enamel;The scrape of sharpened nails,As angry welting flesh...
Member: Lupus
Blood boils through burning veins,Recirculating that raw, primal rage.The soul sheds its sensibility,Freed from decency's cage,A body operating on instinct.While eyes turn dark and hollow,Tense muscles contract and flinch,Teeth grit and fingers clench.Rasping breath rumbling low,Forecast for the oncoming storm,Humanity...
The Dollhouse
"Where do cyberpunks go for a good time?"
A cascade of long blonde hair flowed across Rae's chest, obscuring the molten mouth mauling her nipples and the wandering fingertips scraping the insides of her thighs. The impromptu pinch of pearly whites launched her breasts skyward, draining the air...
The Blushing Bride
"Why wait until the honeymoon?"
The kitchen's swing door boomed open, expelling a blur of black and white. A bowtie was tossed upon the tile floor, a blazer soon following it, and the beautiful white dress' long, elegant train dragged through the filth. The pop of...
Wire In The Blood
"How do you keep the fire alive in the cold, sterile future?"
Trudging home through the city's sodden midnight streets was the crowning glory of Xander's shitty day. Heavy dark boots tramped unwillingly through puddle after puddle. The city was a glowing world of illuminations, flashing advertisements and the light trails of...
If You Had Your Time Again
"Ever had the kind of day you could relive forever?"
We've all seen the film, we've all heard the premise: Groundhog Day. It's funny, right? Okay, yeah, for Bill Murray it's a total fucking nightmare, isn't it? I'm not Bill Murray, though; my Groundhog Day's better than his. This is...
Disciplinary Action
"Misbehaviour will not be tolerated."
9:27 am, on the button, the office door creaked open. All the quiet figures inside turned towards the sound of groaning hinges, punctuated by the clipping of expensive heels on the tile floor. Everybody knew who it was; everybody knew...
Cindy’s Shame
"What if your teenage fantasy came true?"
Cindy barely glanced at her phone as it 'pinged', next to her. She had almost dismissed the flashing email notification already when the title finally dawned on her. 'Halloween Horror at Carter Hall!' She opened it immediately, but only got as far...
Befriending the Banker
"Who knew that a loan would take so much effort?"
The clicking steps of Laura Turner’s 4” scarlet Louboutin heels on the polished marble floor accompanied the swish of the mahogany door, with gleaming brass handles, closing to elegantly.The dark wood-lined walls echoed and amplified the metronomic clopping of her...