Crimson Blaze's Dark Alphabet

After getting out of her Dom oufit, Crimson Blaze sat on her couch, wearing a lime green shirt and blue jeans.

"You know, readers." Crimson said. "I often wonder why stories like these aren't getting much notice. Even from hardcore fans of this kind of literature."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. A young man answered the door. Then, he pointed at Crimson. A mean looking curly haired woman rushed in and started to hit Crimson. The dominatrix is slapped around and brutalized. The woman then left and slammed the door as the young man reached for his phone.

"NOW I KNOW WHY!!!!" Crimson yelled as she recovered from her beating. "Harsh criticism."

Crimson's hair was messy, her pants had holes in the knee area and her cuffs, her shirt was ripped, and she had bruises on her body.

"You know," Crimson said in a shaky voice, "my husband , Copper Blaze, said that I need to be somewhere where the worlds of horror and sex will be erased for good." The scene changes to Crimson bound with a straitjacket and in an ambulance. "A mental Institution."

The ambulance doors close, and roll away from the house with sirens blaring.

THE END