(Thanks for your patience, folks. Here we go.)
Here is October's installment of The Adjusters, “Los Angeles, Part 1", wherein Daniel Malcolm and Eve Shawbank start investigating a new Special in Los Angeles.
As usual, comments welcome.
I'll also remind you that we have a Speculation Thread available for general discussion. (A thread which I read but do not comment on.)
The Adjusters #62 - Los Angeles, Part 1
The flight from DC to Los Angeles was three-quarter full, a late flight in the middle of the week. Most fliers were business people returning home, as near as Daniel Malcolm could tell, after spending a day or two on the East Coast, ready for their commute the next morning. At least, for the middle managers that surrounded Shawbank and him in Economy Class.
Shawbank was out. The lights were dimmed in the cabin, illuminated only by the glow of the individual entertainment units attached to the seats. She was not sleeping, though. She sat in her seat, head back, eyes closed, thinking about whatever it was that was bothering her.
For she seemed bothered by something, that much was clear. Daniel had noticed she had been distracted for several weeks now, more taciturn than usual. Brisecoeur had shrugged when Daniel had carefully pointed it out, and the Belgian’s guess was she had been given a special project. Like the one about hunting down Thaddeus Cargyle? Daniel had asked. “No clue,” Brisecoeur had replied.
The lack of conversation, the darkness, the stillness that characterized planes after the lights were out suited Daniel just fine. He still had not digested the video clip Paul had sent him earlier that evening—Jenn, his Jenn, in the throes of whatever Biff had done to her, whatever Cargyle had done to her, a puppet to artificially induced lust—his Jenn, fucked up, but alive, and functioning.
Continue reading...
Next month: Los Angeles, Part 2.
Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Saturday, September 26, 2015
The story I really meant to post
As was pointed out, I posted the same story twice in a row. That's because I got confused. (It happens often enough.) The one I wanted to post has a similar theme, and a similar title. Even a similar author name. Go figure.
Mother's Dilemma, by Master C: “Tracy is blackmailed by her boss, and forced into a world of slavery.” Again, pretty rough.
Mother's Dilemma, by Master C: “Tracy is blackmailed by her boss, and forced into a world of slavery.” Again, pretty rough.
Thursday, September 24, 2015
Still alive
But clearly I haven't solved my scheduling problems...
New ETA: October 1st. The Powers That Be willing.
In the meantime, I've got two old stories that caught my attention this week. A bit on the rough side, though:
Like Mother, Like Daughter, by Dom Master: “Carla’s heart raced at the realization that her little baby girl was about to be forced to suck off this brutal man. In her mind’s eye, she could see her young mouth stretch open to accommodate the foul intruder. She had performed oral sex herself a couple of times, but did not care for it; there was always a musky smell that just seemed too perverted. And now her little girl was experiencing that aroma first hand.”
Private School, by Anne: “A young teacher finds herself under a student's direction and is drawn deeper and deeper into submission and humiliation.”
New ETA: October 1st. The Powers That Be willing.
In the meantime, I've got two old stories that caught my attention this week. A bit on the rough side, though:
Like Mother, Like Daughter, by Dom Master: “Carla’s heart raced at the realization that her little baby girl was about to be forced to suck off this brutal man. In her mind’s eye, she could see her young mouth stretch open to accommodate the foul intruder. She had performed oral sex herself a couple of times, but did not care for it; there was always a musky smell that just seemed too perverted. And now her little girl was experiencing that aroma first hand.”
Private School, by Anne: “A young teacher finds herself under a student's direction and is drawn deeper and deeper into submission and humiliation.”
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
Update on The Adjusters #62
I'm on the road until after Labor Day, meaning I probably won't be able to post The Adjusters #62 until then.
To keep you distracted, enjoy the following stories.
From the EMCSA, Pan's My Car, My Rules: “A man plays a subliminal tape for his carpooler.”
Remaining in the mind-control genre, but mixed with fantasy (not usually my cup of tea), ImperatorMentus's The Goblin King: “After her order is enslaved, a knight seeks revenge.”
A new chapter of Wilcox010's Summer's Blackmail came out this summer: “Slut teacher gets tattoos and piercings.”
Blackmail and cuckolding in Facade123's Tantalus: “A gambler loses control of his life to another man.”
Finally, if you like your smut really hard and nasty, check out an oldie, Dom Master's Like Mother, Like Daughter at BDSM Library: “Carla’s heart raced at the realization that her little baby girl was about to be forced to suck off this brutal man. In her mind’s eye, she could see her young mouth stretch open to accommodate the foul intruder. She had performed oral sex herself a couple of times, but did not care for it; there was always a musky smell that just seemed too perverted. And now her little girl was experiencing that aroma first hand.”
Sunday, August 16, 2015
New Story: The Adjusters #61
(I refuse to accept it's already mid-August. So I shan't. Therefore, this is not late. There.)
Here is August's installment of The Adjusters and the beginning of Book VI, “A Warning for Daniel Malcolm", wherein a new ADCorp assignment calls our hero.
As usual, comments welcome.
I'll also remind you that we have a Speculation Thread available for general discussion. (A thread which I read but do not comment on.)
The Adjusters #61 - A Warning for Daniel Malcolm
“So tell me, Mister Malcolm—Daniel—how are you adjusting?”
Daniel Malcolm gave Elizabeth Parkinson—Please, call me Betty—a long look, wondering how exactly to answer that question.
He could answer it at face value, given that he was speaking to his main HR contact at ADCorp, his employer: I’m doing okay, I guess. I mean, there’s a lot to learn, and I’m spending most of my time continuing my training and learning the ropes, but I’ve been on a couple of assignments already where we went and nabbed a bad guy and I guess I feel pretty good about it, even though I’ve still got a lot of questions about what we do but I’ve come to understand that it’s a bad idea to ask such questions out loud. I did have a few questions about the benefits package and about floating holidays, though.
Or he could perhaps try to be more frank about what he was feeling: Well, to be entirely honest, Betty, I’m not doing so good. In fact, one might argue with some validity that I’m sinking slowly but surely into a depression. And I don’t care. You’ve got to understand, and I don’t know how much that file you have on your desk tells you about these things, but I’m going through a pretty rough patch.
Maybe he should go into the actual details, just so that he could see her face change, see that arguably beautiful smile fade away slowly. Do you want to hear about my last year at Darnell, where I found out that a bunch of dicks from a frat were messing with girls’ heads to turn them into sex dolls? Do you want to hear about that asshole from said frat who snatched Jenn, my fiancée, and turned her into a fucking slut and sent her out into the world, desperate for cock? Do you want to hear how I got this job, with Agent Shawbank offering it to me after I’m pretty sure she got rid of the man that had given the mind-fuck tech to those frat boys, Thaddeus Cargyle, the one man that might have had the key to undoing what had been done to Jenn? Do you want to hear about how I met up with this guy Sam O’Neill who’s a private investigator and told me that he would look for Jenn in exchange for me accepting ADCorp’s job offer and spying on this company for him? Do you want to hear why I accepted—because he told me that Cargyle had worked for ADCorp, and I believed him, and nothing I’ve seen until now makes me doubt his word? Is that what you would like to hear, Betty?
Continue reading...
Next month: Title TBD....
Here is August's installment of The Adjusters and the beginning of Book VI, “A Warning for Daniel Malcolm", wherein a new ADCorp assignment calls our hero.
As usual, comments welcome.
I'll also remind you that we have a Speculation Thread available for general discussion. (A thread which I read but do not comment on.)
The Adjusters #61 - A Warning for Daniel Malcolm
“So tell me, Mister Malcolm—Daniel—how are you adjusting?”
Daniel Malcolm gave Elizabeth Parkinson—Please, call me Betty—a long look, wondering how exactly to answer that question.
He could answer it at face value, given that he was speaking to his main HR contact at ADCorp, his employer: I’m doing okay, I guess. I mean, there’s a lot to learn, and I’m spending most of my time continuing my training and learning the ropes, but I’ve been on a couple of assignments already where we went and nabbed a bad guy and I guess I feel pretty good about it, even though I’ve still got a lot of questions about what we do but I’ve come to understand that it’s a bad idea to ask such questions out loud. I did have a few questions about the benefits package and about floating holidays, though.
Or he could perhaps try to be more frank about what he was feeling: Well, to be entirely honest, Betty, I’m not doing so good. In fact, one might argue with some validity that I’m sinking slowly but surely into a depression. And I don’t care. You’ve got to understand, and I don’t know how much that file you have on your desk tells you about these things, but I’m going through a pretty rough patch.
Maybe he should go into the actual details, just so that he could see her face change, see that arguably beautiful smile fade away slowly. Do you want to hear about my last year at Darnell, where I found out that a bunch of dicks from a frat were messing with girls’ heads to turn them into sex dolls? Do you want to hear about that asshole from said frat who snatched Jenn, my fiancée, and turned her into a fucking slut and sent her out into the world, desperate for cock? Do you want to hear how I got this job, with Agent Shawbank offering it to me after I’m pretty sure she got rid of the man that had given the mind-fuck tech to those frat boys, Thaddeus Cargyle, the one man that might have had the key to undoing what had been done to Jenn? Do you want to hear about how I met up with this guy Sam O’Neill who’s a private investigator and told me that he would look for Jenn in exchange for me accepting ADCorp’s job offer and spying on this company for him? Do you want to hear why I accepted—because he told me that Cargyle had worked for ADCorp, and I believed him, and nothing I’ve seen until now makes me doubt his word? Is that what you would like to hear, Betty?
Continue reading...
Next month: Title TBD....
Sunday, July 19, 2015
Mister Gabe
Writing Journal: The Adjusters #61 progressing well. Mostly resisting the urge to just toss everything into the first installment of Book VI. Patience, little grasshopper.
Haven't been reading a whole lot of smut lately—it's summer, and it's nice and warm outside. Plus nothing seems to really be grabbing my attention. Which is a bit sad.
Though I notice that Dainii has been revising and reuploading his (unwarranted assumption) story Mister Gabe on Literotica. It was first posted a few years back, and left incomplete. The author suggests that he wrote himself into a bit of a narrative cul-de-sac. This revision is meant to fix the problem. We'll see what happens. In the meantime, it's a crazy story about a guy who gets bamboozled into giving up his wife to a super-dominant man, only to develop a pretty dominant streak of his own. Warning: some incest. (Okay, fine: lots of incest.)
Haven't been reading a whole lot of smut lately—it's summer, and it's nice and warm outside. Plus nothing seems to really be grabbing my attention. Which is a bit sad.
Though I notice that Dainii has been revising and reuploading his (unwarranted assumption) story Mister Gabe on Literotica. It was first posted a few years back, and left incomplete. The author suggests that he wrote himself into a bit of a narrative cul-de-sac. This revision is meant to fix the problem. We'll see what happens. In the meantime, it's a crazy story about a guy who gets bamboozled into giving up his wife to a super-dominant man, only to develop a pretty dominant streak of his own. Warning: some incest. (Okay, fine: lots of incest.)
Sunday, July 5, 2015
Bioshag Trinity
Writing Journal: Plotting on The Adjusters Book VI is turning out to be trickier than expected, because it affects upcoming threads in upcoming books. Basically, until it now, it was a matter of expanding the universe to set up everything that needed setting up. Now, it's time to start bringing everything together slowly, and I don't want to mess it up. And I'm my own worse enemy for that. I have to remember to keep Book VI as simple as possible. Avoid big entangled complications. Go for the straightforward arc.
If you've ever played BioShock Infinite, you know that Elizabeth is quite the hottie. (Or, you think she's on the wrong side of the uncanny valley — in which case, you may want to skip the link below. Just sayin'...)
Well, the good folks at Studio F.O.W. clearly feel the same, because they just released BioShag Trinity, a supremely well-done 3D animated movie where wonderful Elizabeth lets go of all of her inhibitions.
Free, the way we like it. Enjoy!
If you've ever played BioShock Infinite, you know that Elizabeth is quite the hottie. (Or, you think she's on the wrong side of the uncanny valley — in which case, you may want to skip the link below. Just sayin'...)
Well, the good folks at Studio F.O.W. clearly feel the same, because they just released BioShag Trinity, a supremely well-done 3D animated movie where wonderful Elizabeth lets go of all of her inhibitions.
Free, the way we like it. Enjoy!
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