Archive for the ‘machine’ Category

Part 1 here. Anette felt a surge of panic at what had almost happened; almost because all she had to do was… her mouth went dry…. “Machine stop,” she ordered and once last effort to pull her arms free of the machine. It might have worked too, if she had not been tipped so far […]


Anette watched the nervous young woman enter the room through the one way glass. She was petite with a fashionable pixie cut to her dark blonde hair. Anette knew the type, party girls whose high jinks had gotten out of hand. She was now devoid of her other fashion statement garb. The grey prison smock […]