by Jack Stratton | Oct 27, 2025 | Order of Dionysis
Henry twisted his neck back and forth, trying to get some relief from the tightness of his collar and tie. Usually, he enjoyed cocktail parties, getting dressed up, mingling and carousing, but that evening he just wanted to be home in bed. It had been a horrible day,...
by Jack Stratton | Oct 27, 2025 | Order of Dionysis
The key, Kelly found, was forgetting about the little red “G” on her nametag. Forget about the negotiation and the conversation and all of the agreements and safewords and so on. Walk into the party with a blank mind. Be in the moment and be at the party. Pretend the...
by Jack Stratton | Oct 27, 2025 | Order of Dionysis
We always want what we can’t have. Sophia came to the Order’s Dollhouse for very specific things; to be undressed, made up, and re-created as a doll. She would arrive in a whirlwind of messy hair, jeans, and ill fitting blouses and in an hour’s time...
by Jack Stratton | Oct 27, 2025 | Order of Dionysis
It was 10:15 am and from the corner of my eye I saw Sophie check her phone again. Same little smile, same red in her cheeks, as her face was illuminated by the faint blue glow for the fifth time that morning. “I’ll be right back, Lily,” she said without looking...
by Jack Stratton | Oct 27, 2025 | Order of Dionysis
The invitation came one autumn morning. A crisp white card etched with rich black ink. “You Are Invited To: Un-Still Life.” “For your curiosity and consideration, we invite you to examine a girl on display. Cocktail attire. OoD members only. No guests. Clean...