Caution: strong sexual content, Bondage, boyxboy content. My name is Damon and my guardians and I moved to a little town that seemed never to progress from the 1950s. How wrong was I? Extremely apparently. The first day at my new school I got attacked. After running out of school and finding a nice quiet spot to sit and think, I fell asleep. When I woke up I couldn't speak and was chained to a bed in a tiny room only to discover I was to become a toy - a rag doll as he put it for the rest of my life.

Here are some short tales, for when you are not in the mood to dive deep in a novel. Read one. Read two. Skip around and have some chaotic fun. Let the worries of the day roll away. Slices of life if you will.