I found a site with really weird fantasies. The stories are in German. I'll try to translate the beginnings of "The Black Rose". Please let me know if you are interested in the continuation (btw. it's getting real cruel).
The Black Rose
Cast and characteristics (all fantasy names)
Eva 40 years dark blond, slim, nice breasts
Jan 43 years dark hair, Eva's husband, energy systems technician
Moni 40 years tanned, slim, race woman great bosom
Joana 18 years brunette, nice young bosom, Moni's daughter
Cari 44 years ebony body, jock, Moni's husband, engineer
Sultan Ahmad bin Jassim Al Thonis, the absolute ruler of the Sultanate of Utopsania between Iran and Persia
Ali Tuffran crooked old interpreter of the Sultan
Surina Mellagatama the Queen of Phallonia 30 very pretty, dark eyes dark long hair, well proportioned, a dream of a woman.
What are they up to? They are chasing us through the desert. "Cari watch out" you shout to your husband, then the first lance hits him in the back, the second one breaks through his chest, his movements end and with a facial expression that screams for forgiveness, he looks at you and falls headfirst into the sand.
The robbers here have just killed your husband. Your daughter screams out as the attackers circle your husband's body, stabbing the dead body again and again with their lances. Your daughter screams as she understands what is going on.
"Quickly Moni" I say to you and hold out my hand "we have to move on quickly". "But they killed my husband" you scream and your daughter Joana looks at us with her big eyes and cries "Mama help me!" Just next door I see my husband Jan having a fight with a Bedouin and he seems to be winning, then a lance pierces through his chest and it's over.
Two more natives jump up and dance around their victim. With a cry of despair I try to run on, but my legs don't cooperate, so Joana shouts "be careful" and hurls a handful of sand into the eyes of the two attackers, before she herself is thrown to the ground by another one.
Against this superior number we have no chance, two women just 40 years old with the young daughter who just turned 18. Our men lost, killed and left in the desert we only see how we are dragged away roaring, down the hill, out of sight - out of sight - away. Our senses seem to be fading, it was all too much.
Arabic muttering, shouting and lots of people running around, we two receive blows and go down on our knees, in front of us are a couple of colorfully dressed, obviously Arabic people, armed and merciless. Your girl is put across from us and receives a few blows, so she also falls to her knees. You want to jump up and protect her, but you receive a powerful blow in the back that makes you fall.
Over and out I think, we are prisoners in the desert. Only moderately dressed with torn pants and just a shirt we are now certainly not prepared for the cold nights, but our jeeps they took from us and all our things were in the two vehicles. We are left with only what little we have on our bodies.