A very, very short story (contd.) |
The swirling of lights and metal dissipates, and I clear a bit of phlegm from my throat and swallow. Its a bit salty or is it the darkness? What does darkness taste like? I wonder at my surroundings....
Posted by on Mon, 22 Jun 2009 08:50:00 GMT |
A very, very short story |
In a white padded cell filled with a variety of tasty insects, I lie on the floor masturbating. I imagine your eyes looking into mine, your hands caressing my rotting flesh. My phallus is limp and unr...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Jun 2009 13:08:00 GMT |
