by Shrimp King “You’re sure this is what you want?” Grask asked, blowing smoke from between his deep green lips. His dark eyes roamed over the body of the princeling in front of him, wondering at what games he was playing. Grask was wise enough to know it was trouble, but curious enough to consider […]

by Shrimp King “Harder, harder!” Pav panted, feeling his knees press into the soft mattress beneath him. He felt the quick slap of leather against the right side of his ass and hissed with delight. Moments later, the left side of his ass stung with pain instead, and before he knew it, he was melting […]

by Shrimp King A cellphone is such a bitter little thing. Simon can’t remember his life without one, not really. His entire existence may as well have started with the acquisition of his first small, electronic device, pocket-sized and full of truly infinite lore. He was twelve, maybe thirteen? This was before parents started getting […]

by Shrimp King another round of He who Follows “What the fuck is this, Tomas?” Special investigator Khan said as his assistant intruded into his office, a flush of embarrassment on the young man’s freckled face as he crossed the gap between the doorway and Khan’s desk. Khan glanced down at the pad of papers […]

by Shrimp King Cecil has never been a perfect man. That much was always made apparent to him as he changed slowly from a youth to an adolescent to a bitter adult. His father, Rhett, punished each of his many mistakes severely – and Cecil bore the scars to prove it. His delicate fingers were […]