Misericorde

Misericorde (Erotica) Misericorde Some might have thought her room was lonely, but she liked it fine. It occupied one small corner of the old, rambling house, and had three windows overlooking the river, curtained by trees. In the afternoon the light filtered through the hand-sized leaves, and she sometimes sat there, watching the shimmering kaleidoscope… Continue reading Misericorde

Misericorde

Misericorde Some might have thought her room was lonely, but she liked it fine. It occupied one small corner of the old, rambling house, and had three windows overlooking the river, curtained by trees. In the afternoon the light filtered through the hand-sized leaves, and she sometimes sat there, watching the shimmering kaleidoscope of green… Continue reading Misericorde

rape part four

“Don’t worry.” Kyle said. “You’ll get past him.” Shane nodded and looked down at Assandra’s motionless body. She looks so beautiful that way, he thought. Shane carefully put Assandra down on the floor and put his boots on. He lifted her back up and nodded toward the door. Kyle opened the door and let Shane… Continue reading rape part four