Tail - Chapter 18
Marty's really going for it now. Tears are streaming down his face while he sobs and sniffs and whines. I feel sorry for him. But more than that, I'm in shock. I was right. I read him. I called him out. I revealed the truth. But the truth isn't...
I Will Not Cry.
Frankly it's a wonder he's been holding on this long. They gave him another hour, and they said that's only if he fought hard. It's been two hours and I'd be lying if I said my paw didn't feel like it's been crushed half to ruin by now. No way in any...
Helpless
**Hurt** He's panting like a bitch in seconds. Oh, Martin, you're so hot. Your dick's so big. Fuck me harder. Fuck me faster. Okay, okay, sure. Now shut up. I didn't bring you into the mansion to hear you speak. You're a chess piece and some...
Tail - Chapter 8
"Have you ever tried coke?" "Well, it's a very popular soft drink so it'd be a bit odd if I hadn't." Marty narrows his eyes and laughs a single, dry laugh. He picks up a bag of the white powder between two fingers and jiggles it back and forth in...
Tail - Chapter 11
By the time we reach my apartment things have started to settle back into a state approaching normality. Now that I finally have the opportunity to put a shirt on I find there's no reason to, we'll be heading to sleep soon and it's warm enough inside...
Tail - Chapter 10
I'm nervous. The conversation seems too momentous to begin. There's so much that needs to be said. It feels like standing at the foot of a great mountain and being told to climb it without any prior planning. We don't talk on the way to his...
Ten Minutes
I open his bedroom door slowly and quietly in attempt to avoid waking him. Halfway through the motion I see the inside of his room and I stutter, door handle locked in my grip and unmoving. Then I push it away from me forcefully, as though it were...
Imagine it
Imagine it: a slow motion wide shot of a space ship crash landing into the surface of the earth. The carnage and devastation all plays out at such sluggish speed and in such great detail that you can follow every piece of rubble and every fleeing...
Hurt
This is a punch to the gut, no, a gunshot wound to the head. How long had you been fucking him before I found out? The white hot ire I feel strips away your puppy-dog eyes. You're no puppy, I'm not falling for it. You total bastard. All those times...
Ribbon - Chapter 10
**Memory 11** Moving on is more than a decision, it's a process. I'm willing to admit I've been a mess. At first it felt a crawl. The seconds stretched and distorted until time itself was unrecognizable. But that didn't last. Nothing does. Even...
Ribbon - Chapter 9
**Memory 10** Take this as warning, or at least precaution, the inside of my head has not been a pleasant place to be as of late. I've been brooding; my mind has transmuted minutiae to monologue again and again. Everything seemed to matter more than...
Ribbon - Chapter 8
**Memory 9** She was everything I had hoped for and more. I arrived a little early, of course I did, and I was the first there. She arrived a little late, only by a few minutes, but every second that ticked past 6PM had my anxiety spiking. A wholly...