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Bravo, I have been on this site for years, and this has been one of the most traumatizing stories ever. Nice job, an excellent tale.
> how many other people did this happen to? And for how long?
thousands? hundreds of thousands? who knows how many cells there were. her door did have a number though :)
> and the part about been release is just a feeble dream of the mind trying to escape her reality?
I've had some feedback on that part since release, and, no. Nothing is a dream, everything happens as-written. That part was my feeble attempt at showcasing that while Alex was lucky and got out, others aren't. The world is indifferent to her. Shit still happens. Though, I've realized it didn't come across as such.
> the same sort of delicious feeling of being horrified and disturbed that I look for in horror movies, books, creepypastas, etc
Thank you so much!! Truly! I did tag it as erotic horror for a reason, it's supposed to be (sorry) fucking disturbing. I'm glad I could creep you out!
Thanks for reading my doodles, everyone!
I love reading/watching things that impose a sense of creeping dread and leave me a bit unsettled. This story gave me the same sort of delicious feeling of being horrified and disturbed that I look for in horror movies, books, creepypastas, etc. I have no idea what to make of the ending and it will no doubt stay with me for a while!
"But in the back, still encased in plexiglass, there sat a criss-cross of wires in tight bondage. A bondage from which they would never, ever escape" Is Alex still trapped there? and the part about been release is just a feeble dream of the mind trying to escape her reality?