Oct 30
She couldn’t hope to obtain all the ingredients the spell required tonight. So she did what any modern witch would, she opened her cupboards, pawed around, and ended up with a handful of Lucky Charms cereal in her cauldron. #vss365

Oct 29
“You are going to beg” he said, giving her bottom a small smack. She knew that he was not in a forgiving mood. “May I ask my offense?” She asked, watching him select a few of the roses from the pile, only to yelped as the thorns met her flesh #moodmon #LustyMondayLit

Oct 28
They held a silent meal on Samhain, to better hear the dead. #storyin12

Oct 28
He plucked a few of the roses from the pile, & she heard the swoosh of the roses a second before the thorns met her flesh. She yelped as the thorns scored her flesh, & the soft petals of the roses brush her skin. The he pulled his arm back to swing again. #SinisterSunday

Oct 28
They stood in the hallway and he held her tightly while she cried.  Keron finally lessened his grip when her sobbing became quieter.  “Soshay…” his voice was barely a whisper.  “I do not know what to say.”

She met his eyes, “Then say nothing, but take me away from here.”#vss365

Oct 28
Standing in the trees, the moonlight shone over her dusky skin, she turned to the Reverend. “Come to me,” she called, letting the magic flow through her words. And he crawled to her tearing his coat and shirt away. He knelt before her, shaking. #sundayfict

Oct 28
Andromeda, queen of Aethiopia, waited for her lover to complete the hieros gamos & bind herself to the land. She’d ordered a mattress & silken linens to be brought to the cave. Outside, she heard the crash of the sea, & under the incense, she could smell its brine.#salacioussun

Oct 28
For some reason the ghosts and beasties that plagued me were now plaguing my art.  It was bad enough that they showed up when I watched tv or movies, but at least I was the only one who could see or hear them. #SunScribbles

Oct 28
“Tez, the Lord of Death, the Godslayer, The Master of the Harvest, named me his voice on earth, and as his voice I declare that Novice Soshay is his chosen Oracle and a full priestess of the Temple of Twilight.  She bears his mark and is his True Bride.” #SunWIP

Oct 27
“Pelo, can you find Ohili and send him to me?”

Pelo tried to hide his fear, “The witch-lord?”

Kreon stifled a sigh, “Yes, the witch-lord.”

Pelo nodded stiffly.  “I will send him to you in haste.” #SlapDashSat

Oct 27
“He will awaken.”  In the vision, Soshay saw the god with a spear, leading the Cetza into war.  The destruction was a confusion of blood, fire, and broken stone.  It was a march of destruction and death that stretched to the Suyu lands. “Blood, an ocean of blood.” #WordInSense

Oct 27
I nodded, “Some kind of sex demons? Like a boy-succubus?”

She hrumphed at my use of demon.  “Demons don’t exist.  But lilus are close.  They feed off of emotions, mostly sex and love.  They choose a victim and stalk and seduce them to death.” #WomenWrite

Oct 27
She hit the door as he slammed it behind him.  She growled in fury, pacing the room.  Liar.  Liar.  The thought kept repeating, fueling her fury.  An angry shriek filled her ears, and the inhumanness of it shocked her.  She froze then, in horror and confusion.   #BadWordSat

Oct 27
When asked about the state of the US, the AI replied “there is simply too much to denounce. The experiment has failed.” It paused, and asked the user, “would you like to restate the country?” #vss365

Oct 26
The Queens of Faery met for Samhain, under the bright moonlight. Tradition held that they rode the Wild hunt tonight, but this year, the mortal world was too grim for the queens. In despair they returned to their realms, wondering if humanity would survive itself. #FictFri

Oct 26
With a smile, the queen settled the iron crown on her brow. The crown was dark, almost black against the deep auburn of her hair and the paleness of her skin. She ordered the bratty maid to remain in the chamber and sent the other maids away.  #FridayKiss

Oct 26
When he bent his head to her neck, her cry echoed in the stone chapel. His teeth met her flesh as his fingers coaxed an orgasm from her. She shivered as his fingers withdrew, her warm, wetness dripped down her thighs. #FriTease

Oct 25
Steve was away for work, and she was home alone, thinking about cuckholding. During her years of marriage, she’d thought about other partners – didn’t everyone? She imagined finding a man, a stranger or near stranger – someone at a bar maybe and bringing him home. #WordWorlds

Oct 25
For a moment I saw his soul, and saw his face in the gossamer threads I held.  “HP,” I looked at the cerberus, for once seeing him as more than a dog. I held the soul, feeling the life in it. “Finish this” and I felt the pain as the cerberus’ three mouths devoured it. #Feellines

Oct 25
He removed his finger, and I heard his pants unzip.  He paused and looked at me, or at least I thought he was looking, with the mask I couldn’t be sure.  “Little fly, tell me your safe word.” #Thurstale

Oct 25
I shivered.  “Seeing people’s deaths is a little creepy.”

Jenny shrugged, “Eh, we’ve all got our thing, and you’ll probably start chatting up dead people and as creepy goes…” she let the joke trail off with a laugh. #Thurstale

Oct 25
Soshay felt his golden eyes burning into hers and she forced her gaze down, her body following to rest on her knees in supplication.  She bowed her head, realizing who the man was and realizing he had appeared to her before. #FlashFicHive

Oct 25
I folded the papers and shoved them in my bag. I hadn’t accomplished what I came here for; in fact, I may have made it worse. I couldn’t ask Dee what she’d been doing.  I sighed, so much for getting stuff done.  All I’d managed to do was find more mysteries to deal with. #Thurds

Oct 25
Beverly applied the eyelash glue to her mask. With the mask in place, she slipped into her lingerie. The scarlet lace of the bra contrasted with her pale skin. #140line

Oct 25
Setch was shaken.  It seemed such a trivial thing, anyone could miss cracks in a roughly thrown cup, but she had been trained since she entered the temple to notice every detail. To have missed something so obvious shook her faith in her perceptions.  #vss365

Oct 23
I was in the final year of my engineering degree when I had an opportunity to clear out abandoned offices. Since it paid, I jumped at the chance.  The work was tedious, at least until I found the plans.  Yes, I’m saying I found the plans for Edison’s ghost phone.  #vss365

Oct 23
The two guards wasted no time stripping out of their uniforms, the slight bits of clothing falling away quickly. They joined the maid on the bed, one immediately pressing his cock into her eagerly open mouth. The other began hungrily devouring the maid’s pussy. #Twisted2sDay

Oct 23
“Would that I could sit here with you & simply share a drink. I too wanted to be a simple servant of the gods.” He glanced back at the Temple of Twilight. “I must be thankful that I had a few years to serve a pious priest, a good man,” he paused his brows furrowed“#BookishTues

Oct 23
It had been a long time, a very long time since she had shown a human her true face. She stepped back, and his hands still rested on her hips. She dropped her human form. Her tail swished behind her, and her wings unfurled. “Is this what you wanted to see?” #Btr2sDay

Oct 23
“End program,” she called catching her breath. She was looking forward to exploring this game again, but for now she had what she wanted. The program continued to run. The Emperor rose from his seat. “You rolled a six.  That was five.” #TuesLine

Oct 19
Setch groaned as the information filled her mind, while it crowded out her own thoughts, but she realized that the information was at least becoming more coherent.  “Stop” she gasped.  The flow of information ceased. #FictFri

Oct 19
“I have no way to test for changes in the child. Anacoana carried her pregnancy to term, and we cannot be certain that it was the trepantrix alone that changed her daughter. Metzli’s madness have come from her mother’s experiments with the throne rather than the trepantrix.” #FP

Oct 19
I finished my shift at the bar, & after putting my tits back into my top, I headed to the bus stop. Normally I was alone under the jaundiced lights; tonight there was someone else waiting, a girl in a floor-length red dress waiting for a bus at midnight. #fridaykiss

Oct 19
The young man pulled on a spider mask. The young spider, ran a finger down the side of my face.  “Poor helpless fly,” he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice. “All tangled up and trapped in this web. I am going to enjoy devouring you.” #fritease

Oct 19
He saw the bloody obsidian blade in Mitlan’s hand, and the blood pooled on the altar.  He heard the shrill laughter of the Unnamed One and the howling rage of a jaguar.  He watched the City of the Jungle descend into chaos and violence. #writeaskew

Oct 13
The dominatrix scoffed at the interviewer. How dare you call me exploited. #Storyin12

Oct 13
The ecstasy of a Faery Queen is a terrifying experience for a mortal. For in that moment, her mask slips and her utter inhumanness is revealed. Janet froze in stark terror every time she say Mab’s true visage, but she never ceased being her lover #vss365

Oct 13
She poured a cup of tea and sipped it slowly.  “So you seek the help of a sorceress out of piety?  I know your edicts against magic.”  #WordInSense

Oct 13
“Ja,” she whispered & wiggled closer to him. “Ja.” His hand began kneading her breast. His other hand reached between her legs. His rough, large fingers found her wet slit, & started rubbing. Julia moaned at the pressure on her clit. She really was going to fuck a troll.#Satsplat

Oct 13
I listened to the onlookers commenting on my body. No one was mean, but they were exquisitely crude about my creamy white ass and thick thighs.  Sir whispers in my ear, “You look delicious, slut.  All these people are going to watch you come.” He kissed me softly. #WomenWrite

Oct 13
Reading the essay, the professor rolled her eyes. Another cheater buying a mediocre essay from a crappy website. “Damn it” she muttered. “These fuckers have not idea the amount of paperwork it takes to report them” Entering a zero, she started the goddamned forms. #BadWordSat

Oct 13
When the Mnemosyne entered Martian space many feared #death. Yet the ship docked without incident; then they offered a new life to the women of the planet. Men, & some women, scoffed, thinking women would never leave. They failed recognize the centuries of femme anger. #SciFanSat

Oct 12
Jasmine pitied Genie. He was no ifrit. He’d internalized all the western oppression, and became a “good” genie playing a buffoon and capering for their amusement.

Jasmine a true child of fire, left Agrabah and Aladdin to haunt the desert wastes, firce and free. #FriDare

Oct 12
Like pirates of yore, the women rechristened their stolen ship   Mnemosyne to ensure they never forgot where they came from. They also rechristened themselves Krakens, after the sea on Titan. And like the fabled sea monster, they were a threat to any ships they passed.#scififri

‏Oct 12
After the success of the Europa revolt, another group of women rose up from the enforced poverty and servitude Earth’s capitalism forced upon them. They stole a ship, and struck out for Titan. It had no #surface only endless stygian seas, in which they’d thrive #vss365

Oct 12
The Temple of Dawn flashed before his eyes, & the stone ziggurat stood in ruins. The tumbled stones were stained with blood, & the bodies of the priestesses were strewn in front of it. A great spider clambered from the temple. Its black body gleamed #thurspeak

Oct 12
The goddess laughed again.  “You will beg for My Brother?  He would rejoice to have the underworld overflowing with the spirits of all the Cetza.  He brought death to your people.  I would have allowed you to live forever.” #140line

Oct 12
“Why you are here?”

The words penetrated her stupor, and she fumbled for an answer.  Hers tightened on the book she still held. “I… I don’t know” she replied her voice barely a whisper.

He narrowed his eyes at her, moving toward her far more quickly than she expected.  #Thurds

Oct 8
He heard the zipper on her catsuit. He wondered if she was zipping it up or down. He imagined her tawny skin revealed, not the inches but the smooth expanse from her collarbones to navel. He wondered if her breasts were bared, or was it only her cleavage revealed. #vss365

Oct 8
The corset closed around her ribs, and the maids tugged the cords cinching the queen’s waist. The black and crimson satin of the garment acted like a vice. It pushed her breasts up and out, and the queen smiled at her reflection in the mirror. #LustyMondayLit

Oct 8
A soft, warm something pressed at her hand.  She jumped at the touch and glanced down startled to find a cat.  It pressed its large head into her hand with a rumbling purr.  She stroked the velvet fur.  The cat, she slowly realized, was not a temple pet. #AdultFicWri

Oct 8
Telmax’s eyes grew distant a moment, and he shook himself.  “Setch is right.  Time is running out.  We only have a few days left.”  He smiled at Soshay’s stunned expression.

“Did you think the gods only spoke to you, little sister?” #multilinemon

Oct 8
Caroline felt a flush of satisfaction at her words.  She’d submitted. She’d given in to a secret desire, and she realized that she wasn’t ashamed.  “I,” she swallowed, “I loved letting go. Of not thinking, not worrying.” She paused trying to work out her own feelings. #moodmon

Oct 8
Soshay shook off the thoughts, knowing she could not tell Keron, would not put him in danger. She knew to her bones that if anything went awry, the Unnamed One would destroy them all. #musemon

Oct 7
“What interesting ideas” he said taking a step toward me. His hand brushed my hair back. “Such wicked thoughts.” He smiled, revealing a mouth of  jagged shark teeth. Before I could step back, his hand grabbed my throat.  He didn’t strangle me, just held me in place #salacioussun

Oct 7
“You dream of this.” He squeezed my throat a little, constricting my air.

And I did. I fantasized about breath play.

“You can’t know that,” I whispered.

“I know all of your naughty, nasty thoughts,” he said #SinisterSunday

Oct 7
Setch rubbed at her temples, and blinked to clear her eyes.  Throughout the entire process, Teo had sat patiently in her chair.  “So this is what you do when that blank look crosses your faces?” Setch asked. Teo nodded gravely, “And you now know our greatest secret.  #SunWIP

Oct 6
She wanted to tear her eyes from his dark gaze. Is he trying to read my soul, maybe he can, she thought. “I do not think I know what a friend is.”  She offered a pale smile. #WomenWrite

Oct 6
His partner selected a flogger, cracking it a few times.  Perhaps this was part of their game; I knew from experience that the anticipation of the lash was often as sharp as the lash itself. But his expression hadn’t wavered, a small smile on his angel’s face.  #Satsplat

Oct 5
When I saw her the other night, after not seeing her for months, I decided I had to say something.  I’d had some absinthe, and the green fairy gave me courage.  I found her on the patio, and when she and I were alone, I told her that I had a crush on her. #WriteLGBTQ

Oct 5
“Look up” she had said to her daughter each night, pointing to the #cosmos. “Stars named for women punished or rescued from men who are never, ever punished.” her mother said. So the daughter dreamed and built the engine that would take all women to reclaim the stars. #SCIFIFRI

Oct 5
The Crimson Queen sat on her dais, watching the revelers. She wondered how many resented her rule, and how many, if any, loved her. She watched for looks of disapproval, frowns at the extreme carnality of the entertainment. Those were the ones she’d break.  #vss365

Oct 5
Monday morning Beverly donned her cooperate mask for work, a black pencil skirt with a slit cut a little high, and a white button up blouse. She picked out one of her favorite lingerie sets, a sheer, pale lacy set.  #WFFriday

Oct 5
Kate watched Lillian’s lips, painted scarlet in a perfect bow, wondering what it would feel like to kiss her. Lillian’s eyes traveled over Kate’s dress, smiling at her erect nipples. “I think you’re excited  to be part of the party.” #lesficfri

Oct 5
I found I was increasingly turned on by the crowd’s commentary about my now pink ass and their discussions about what they would do to me, given the chance. A fair number expressed a desire to taste my “sweet looking pussy.” #FriTease

Oct 2
His claws tore through her dress like it was made of tissue. #Storyin12

Oct 2
It was weird to be in my old room, again.  A room where not so long ago, I’d finally had an opportunity to talk to my dead mother. I lay still, certain I’d never fall asleep. Tomorrow was Dee’s funeral & I had no idea who killed her or why.  Tomorrow I had to say goodbye. #vss365

Oct 2
“This is a joke?” Victoria choked out.  The figure before her didn’t answer, but the wrapping was revealing more and more bronzed skin.  Her racing heart was becoming less about the terrifying situation and more about the man being revealed before her. #FoodParty

Oct 2
I could hear her telling me, “Hero, you need direction, a plan.  Make list.  You can’t go wrong if you have a list.”  Yup, I needed a list of what I needed to do.  But I had no idea what you were supposed to do when someone…was gone. #TuesLine

Oct 2
She fished a condom out of her pocket. Tossing it him, she thought for a moment that he may resume their fight. He seemed to be considering the same, but tore open the wrapper and unrolled the condom down his cock, wincing a little when it reached her nail marks. #Btr2sDay

Oct 2
I built the telephone. I admit there were some elements that didn’t make sense to me, arcane symbols etched into metal & a lot of wires that had to be configured to make very specific shapes. But I didn’t really think it would work; I mean, come one, a ghost phone?#BookishTues

Oct 2
Vicki stared at the photo, imagining her own breasts swinging in the cold, nipples hard with both excitement and the chill.  In the picture, the Viking had his hands on Julia’s hips, and her hair had swung forward in a red arch that hid her face. #hodheartbeats

Oct 2
Samantha pulled her cloak a little tighter around herself. She could hear the faint sound of the drums and see the orange glow of a fire in the trees.  as she made her way down the dark path, the drums began to beat in her blood.   #writingromancelines

Oct 2
She looked at me her eyes beseeching me to understand, “I was always an embarrassment to my mother, a shameful accident that sullied her perfect bloodline.”  Jenny’s voice dripped disdain at her family. #twisted2sday #amwriting