VC Storyhouse: Victim City Stories 2: Every Dog Has His Day

In this second teeth-grinding installment of Victim City Stories you’ll uncover -

Dean Mason is the Bleeding Skull, a masked vigilante fighting a city that finds new ways to hurt. The sex traffickers of Victim City sink to a new low, and Dean steps in between heartless gang procurers and a bizarre rural cult in Every Dog Has His Day, Vengeance is the Bleeding Skull's.

"Thank you, Luke. I want this to be a teaching lesson for those left at the whorehouse, as well as for you here. When you were brought to me, you were as debased as this miserable wretch lying before you. Lying with beasts of the field, behaving no better than a beast yourself. Taking your pleasure with every hair bristled hole you could persuade open.

"Know now that this is the fate that awaits men who would seek to degrade themselves with animals, to lay in a sty and consume from a trough. I will not allow you to tread further down this path. I will bring you up to the company of men, and if you prove worthy, you may join me in usurping the Gods, and we will drive a bootheel into Jehovah's stupid bearded face!"

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Stan and Lisa are taking a vacation from their marriage...and their dignity. They muddle through the world of kinky sex and internet hookups in Suburban Shame, a cringeworthy comedy of sexual failure.

Lisa and Tanya were in Stan's office on his computer, checking his emails and IM logs.

"All the porn on here is straight," said Tanya. "That's a good sign, right?"

"It's all butt stuff. That means he's a closet case. No wonder he sucked so bad in bed."

"You used to rave about..."

"That was before," Lisa stopped her. "Now the damn internet has made him gay."

"You don't know that he's... whoops."

"What, whoops?"

"Says here, 'no homo'," said Tanya, shaking her head.

"That's good, right?"

"Guys only say 'no homo' before doing something incredibly gay."

George Murdam is the Murder Man, a stone cold killer in a city that forgot how to care. Hell on wheels has come to Victim City, and Murdam has a contract to put on the brakes. The Murdam Man wades through the underworld of bikers and militias in Violated Witness: Club Bounty.

Murdam pulled his pistol, aimed over the edge of the roof, and emptied it into the Hummer windows. His ears were still ringing from the explosion and he couldn't hear the reaction. He dropped the empty pistol and hopped down to the roof of the Hummer. One of the men was slumped bleeding half out of the window, the barrel of an M4A1 sticking out. Murdam snatched it up, pulling the body further out of the window as the strap slipped off his arm.

Murdam jumped to the ground on the other side of the Hummer. He fired into the rear side window. He wasn't expecting it to be set to full automatic. The bullets ground bodies into chunks of meat in tattered camo.

Pimps vs Farmboys, with the Bleeding Skull trapped in the middle.
Lost lovers look for lust in all the wrong places.
Bikers vs Militias, and the Murder Man pulls the strings.

38,000 sweat-drenched words of modern pulp action, crime, sex, and horror.