Owner of a small but successful Aspen bookstore, one specializing in the mystery and horror genre, Tanya also provided freelance editorial proof reading
services to indie erotic horror writers. Tonight, she’s been reading a profoundly disturbing manuscript, one sent to her by an author she’d never worked
with before. Having finished another chapter of this profoundly disturbing erotic horror manuscript, Tanya set her tablet aside and walked into the kitchen
for another glass of wine. The author’s descriptions of the story's gruesome murders made her wonder if the manuscript’s author had some kind of extensive
medical background, the manuscript’s vivid blood-soaked details of torturous agonizing murder sending cold chills of terror racing along her spine with each
new chapter she reviewed.
Taking a sip of her wine as she stared out at the moonlit mountains Tanya had to admit, that as profoundly disturbing the details of the manuscript’s murders, the underlying storyline made a sick but twisted kind of sense. The story’s murderous main character, utterly anonymous behind his face concealing metal mask, a cruel and diabolically gifted genius, one who abducts beautiful women only to torture them to death for the sadistic amusement of his wealthy live-streaming Internet audience. The mutilated bodies of his victims doomed to disappear when he’s finished, their mortal remains dispensed with within large vats of highly corrosive acid. And yet, and perhaps for Tanya, the most disturbing subplot within the manuscript, not all the killer’s victims were unwilling. Some were actually serial killer groupies, women who intentionally sought him out in hopes that he’ll brutally torture them to death for his audience’s darkly lecherous amusement.
With a sudden chill, one that had nothing to do with the night’s cold air, Tanya felt her nipples stiffen against the smooth cool satin of her revealingly short chemise, as she thought about her own long repressed desires. In her early forty’s, the survivor of two failed marriage attempts and countless ultimately disappointing love affairs, with both men and women, Tanya had never found the kind of darkly masochistic lifestyle she’d secretly longed to live. Although fraught with danger, she considered actually contacting this author and discovering for herself if he’s the one, her soul mate, her master, the one person destined to bring screams of both ecstasy and agony to her lips. Perhaps he’ll even turn out to be her final consummate lover, the one willing to embrace her darkest desires and bring them to life for their mutual pleasure, even if she’s eventually destined to pay the painfully torturous price her dark desires ultimately demand...