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A Pox on the Patriarchy

Novelettes

Miranda masticated, awkwardly balancing on Gertrude’s thigh. Geoff sat in a clear plastic chair in the corner, malevolently masturbating. It was too degrading.  

August 29, 2012 · 1 Comment

Novelettes

Henry’s heart had grown so engorgedly sluggish from too much creamy poetry, and his hands so weak from ever-more extravagant modes of masturbation, that he fumbled fatly with the girl’s … Continue reading

August 10, 2012

Novelettes

Hester smiled savagely, syringe in hand. Piers was just up ahead; her quarry was in sight. She advanced silently, her footsteps muffled by the mellifluous murmuring in her head. She … Continue reading

July 27, 2012

Novelettes

The sweat patches under Stuart’s arms had spread almost right down to his seething waistband. He undid his tie and belt and let his cheap suit trousers puddle around his … Continue reading

July 20, 2012 · 6 Comments

Novelettes

“Sauntering sluggishly along the street, Mabel paused and slovenly adjusted her suspenders; Gordon had promised her a suet pudding afterwards if she dressed up, and she did yearn for a … Continue reading

July 5, 2012 · 3 Comments
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