End of the Dream
Written: June 8, 2002
This is one of my dark ones. Not exactly dark as in pussy lips getting sown together, ala The Rope (see further down on the Table of Contents), but dark as in "Man, that's a downer." It was just one of those stories that started out in a bad mood and pretty much didn't do anything to alleviate the generally crummy feeling. There are a huge number of girls and women who are kidnapped and taken to their deaths, usually by violence committed while some prick gets his rocks off. This story isn't a glamorization of that at all. I've read many fantasy stories in a similar vein (some of mine are nc) and they are fantasy. This story kind of veered off into the emotions of reality. It isn't bloody and it isn't all that realistic, if our fair and unbiased news media is to be trusted. (I'm not being sarcastic, really, I'm not. I believe everything on TV and every politician has my well being at heart!) Maybe someday I'll write something that is realistic. But I won't put it on an erotica site.
Toran