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  1. bluejace

    Public Execution by Crucifixion (Your last wishes)

    Let us say, you are a girl. You have been convicted for a crime and your sentence is to be crucified naked publicly. Questions 1. Which place do you wanna be crucified? (Country, City, County etc.., hillside, mountain, dessert etc...) and why? 2. You will have 3 person whom you are acquainted...
  2. Wragg

    The Elixir Of T'mor

    1. Shar Divatt His Supreme Excellency Maxwell Erjan Rhodes, OverLord of T’mor, Tertius Pilus of the Galactic Council, and Chief Executive of The Quadrat Trading Company, stood on a balcony gazing at the pasturelands beneath him. Only the whiteness of his knuckles betrayed the pressure he...
  3. Madiosi

    Stardust

    Warning. Tash was fake and has since been banned. Melissa for Tash, my loverly Muse I wrote this little story a few days in the past in German, but only for my sick muse Tash. Good old Wragg translate her to English and I send Tash the story as Personal Message. And Tash wrote today that...
  4. impaler49152

    Gulliver's Travels

    Ever wondered what it would look like, if Gulliver would have been a sadist, who would enjoy "playing" with the helpless little Lilliput girls?
  5. malins

    The Laugh Of The Hyena

    Ahead, there was a large outcrop of rocks, a clump of trees clustered on one side, around it tall, lush grass. Through the shimmer of heat-haze, cat-tails swayed among a dense stand of reed, promising wet mud, perhaps even flowing water. The wind against his nostrils carried a familiar note –...
  6. malins

    Every Shadow Burns My Face

    [ a little fairytale of a story which will twist its way to the kind of end such tales have. The ingredients are all in the pot, such as kings and quens and knights and frogs, good and bad but it still needs some stirring. Though no dwarves or dragons - but fire, and, of course crosses. That...
  7. crumera

    Snapshots From My Timetravels

    Tripping and spilling red wine over the toga of the local magistrate was her first offence. He had been the guest of honor, so whipping was the least she could expect. I had hoped master's anger had cooled down after he whipped her. Her wounds had closed but we both knew the marks would last her...
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