Sunday, January 27, 2019
That's right, another new anthology already! As with previous books, this collects stories from this blog, better proofread and following a common theme; in these case, just stories of sheer, overwhelming domination! I mean, all my stories basically have that, but nevermind, you know you like it rough!
This books collects the following stories: At the Movies, Celebrity Sex Mage, Found and Lost, The Gallery, A Little Spell, Mel’s Game, Nude for School, Punishing Perversions, Rainbow Party, and Straying Thoughts. As with my previous anthologies, these stories are free on my blog, but if you enjoy my work, and wish to show your support, please consider buying a copy! Every purchase is greatly appreciated.
You can buy the book here at Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/920199
Thursday, January 24, 2019
The Centurions ebook has been updated into a complete package, with a new cover, and containing every official Centurions story I've written. If you've already purchased the book previously, you can just download the new edition for free. If you haven't, but have enjoyed the Centurions stories, and want to support my work, please consider making a purchase!
You can acquire the book here at Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/131938
It's been many years since I wrote a story set in the Centurions Universe. Much like the World of Civero, it was a setting that started strong, and yet fizzled out after a few years, as I moved on to other projects like the Sex Mage World. While the Centurions continued to be a significant part of the growing lore of my erotic universe, in actual practice, it's pretty much a dead property; I haven't written a "real" Centurions story since 2012. Furthermore, from this point, I'd rather any future superhero erotica I write to be unrelated.
With that in mind, it seemed best to just wrap everything up in one collection. These were all fun to write at the time, and stories like Feel Girl are among my most popular early works. If you missed out on these stories, why not give them a look? And if you've read them before, but it's been a while, maybe give them another read and enjoy the super erotic fun all over again!
Wednesday, January 23, 2019
I have finally put together a new collection! This one is themed around the subject of incest and family femdom. While you can still find most of the material for free on my blogs, the stories are better edited, several of the Little Scenes included are lightly expanded or reworked Captions, and I've also included a lost script to one of my audios!
The three major stories included are: Beth's Boy (momdom), Rolling (cousindom), and Sistress (sisdom/various). If you enjoyed my work, especially the stories featured in the book, please consider making a purchase! Your support is greatly appreciated.
You can find the book here on Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/919610
Thursday, January 17, 2019
NOTE: Lesbian. The characters in this story are older versions of two of the main characters from Saisho no San. You don't have to read that to understand this short, but if you wanted to kick me a few bucks, I'd say it's definitely one of the better of the SMW stories.
Umiko sensed her friend coming from several miles away. She didn’t let that interrupt her lecture, however, keeping a cool, pleasant smile as she addressed the thousand people who had come to listen to her presentation.
Umiko’s seminar on the history of Sex Magic and its proper use in society was a popular one. Everyone sought the wisdom of the Professor who was among the first women in Japan to gain the Magic, and one of the first to start publicly discussing it via YouTube and various forums. When the Japanese government was initially trying to keep the Magic’s existence low key and ban its discussion, Umiko Ryoki insisted on educating the people. Even as a college freshman, her understanding of the Magic, and how important it was to maintain a fair and balanced use of it, was a guiding beacon for many.
Wednesday, January 16, 2019
NOTE: This story uses fake versions of existing celebrities as a narrative shorthand. It is not meant to be a serious speculation on what their real world counter parts would be like in this scenario.
My cock was rock hard as I typed away at my keyboard. I had to fight to resist the urge to stroke myself as I once again added words of sexy teasing to the side of a picture of a sexy celebrity. My favorite celebrity, a woman I’d jacked off to more pictures of than any three actual nude models combined: Irma Jane Watkins.
I’d always fantasized about female domination to some degree or another. Every girl I ever had a crush on, I dreamed of being her servant, or her using me for her pleasure. When I discovered orgasm denial, that quickly became a pervasive theme of my fantasies. This only got more intense when I discovered chastity belts. Ironically, the idea that I could not touch my dick when excited, could not achieve orgasm when I needed, make me rock-fucking-hard and made me cum faster than any other fantasy. The idea of a girl I liked giggling as she locked my penis in a cage, and then waving the key in front of me tauntingly, it made my head spin.
Sunday, January 13, 2019
NOTE: Okay, so apparently part of the beginning got deleted in transit. WHOOPS. Here's the full thing.
Sheri waited as the sound of soft shuffling slid past the broken window. She held her breath for several long, tense seconds as she stayed crouched below the windowsill. She had caught only glimpse of the thing, a hulking mass of tendrils and what might have been leaves, slowly dragging itself along the ground. In the dim, misty twilight, however, there was no telling what exactly the thing had been, but in her experience, such creature’s movements were deceptive. Large as a car, slow as a turtle, she’d tried running past similarly large and slow creatures, only for them to demonstrate terrifying bursts of speed once prey was in their sights.
Sheri looked back to her companion. Dar, the thin young man shivering in the corner of the broken down shack, was still keeping his eyes toward the floor, curled up with his arms wrapped around his folded legs, head buried against his knees. His breath was quick and shallow, on the verge of whimpers. Sheri put a finger to her lips and made as quiet a shushing sound as she could. The boy nodded, rubbing his forehead against his knees, but didn’t look up or open his eyes. He did tightly press his lips together, which just made the air whistle through his nose.
Sheri grit her teeth, listening past this noise to detect if the creature outside the window was still moving. The shuffling came to a stop for a moment, and she thought she heard something like a series of rapid huffs, almost like breathless laughter. Then silence. Several agonizingly long seconds of silence. Then the shuffling continued on until it faded.