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NEW RELEASE: Cuckolded, Caged, and Collared: A Blacked Bundle

The true story of a white man's journey from the erotic fantasy of cuckolding to the intimate realities of submission.

My journey started with a woman who shared my fetish for cuckolding and gloryholes. Fantasies for me, but a well-established lifestyle for her. I soon found myself the contented cuckold of a would-be hotwife, eagerly on-call for creampie cleanup duties, and always up for some shared gloryhole action. I had no idea how far (or how fast) she would take things, but she lived up to every one of her fantasies . . . even as she betrayed me and forced me beyond the comfortable boundaries of mine.

Just when things seemed darkest, I was invited to step outside the dungeon and into the home of an ebony-skinned transsexual dominatrix I had been seeing professionally for years. Mistress had seen something in me, a natural tendency toward submission, and my betrayal left her free to collar, cage, and cuckold with her clients. What she offered me was the life of which I had always dreamed, that of a beloved bottom, if I would only choose to make the commitment.

With life having already taken a pair of unexpected turns, I should have known there’d another waiting, but what that was and how it’s completely redefined who and what I am is something you’ll have to read for yourself.

Cuckolded, Caged, and Collared collects the full text of Cuckold's Glory & From Cuckold to Collar, both of which have been revised and expanded with over 10k words of new and expanded content, and includes an all-new final chapter, exclusive to this bundle.

This story contains adult themes and graphic depictions of interracial sex, cuckolding, BDSM, chastity, and bisexuality.

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REVISED RELEASE: Sold! to the Shemales

Sold! to the Shemales

Bradley Chalmers is a nineteen-year-old university student. He’s adorably shy, a little self-conscious, and a total virgin. He's also broke and alone, in danger of not being able to finish his final year of schooling, so he decides to auction his virginity to the highest bidder. He thought being bought by some hairy bear of a man was all he needed to worry about, but then the auction took a bizarre twist, heaping emasculation on top of embarrassment, until he fears nobody will want him. Ever.

When two stunningly beautiful black women are revealed as the winning bidders - one pleasantly plump, with curves in all the right places, the other tall and thin, with respectable little breasts - he figures he’s won the lottery. They have a secret, though, and the virginity they’re interested in taking is not at all what he thought was up for bid.

Updated for 2020 with 3000 words of new and extended scenes, Sold! to the Shemales is a story of SPH femdom humiliation, virgin whiteboi submission, shemale domination, first time penetration, and bisexual discovery.

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REVISED RELEASE: Sissy for the Black World Order

This may just be my favorite book yet! It's a total fantasy of being a cuckold cleanup slave for the BNWO, complete with massive amounts of cum, chastity, a dominant shemale doctor, and plenty more. It's so hot, writing it just about melted my chastity cage!

Sissy for the Black World Order
(originally published as Beta Boy Cuckold Cleanup)

20 years from today . . .

The Black World Order has arrived, but there are still white communities scattered across America that stubbornly cling to a legacy of intolerance and hatred. Andrew’s father is Governor of the last white state, and he's ready for his son to step up and carry on that cruel legacy. He's invited the community's most prominent citizens to attend Andrew's 21st birthday, where they expect to watch the young man mount his perfect white bride for all to see, demonstrating his dedication to the cause.

Thanks to his step-mother’s example - and the black cum she’s been feeding him for years - Andrew has no intention of taking a bride, and no desire to further his father's outdated agenda. He's made his own plans, and it’s going to be a betrayal of the cause like the community has never seen. With the help of his mother, some like-minded white virgins, a gang of black Alpha Males, and one black BBW shemale doctor, he's going to give the community a hot, creamy lesson in sissy submission and black ownership that they will never forget!

There will be brides claimed tonight, eagerly blacked in every one of their willing holes, and they’ll be feeding every one of those loads to their sissy cuckold . . . who will be the last to be mounted, bred, and broken of his manhood. Eyes and minds will be opened, attitudes changed, and relationships reborn. After tonight, there will be no doubt as to what his family truly stands for, whether the Governor likes it or not.

Sissy for the Black World Order is the first tale of our Blacked Future, a 23,500-word adult story of a virgin white boi learning the pleasures of being a sissy cuckold cleanup slave for the BNWO, compete with BBC cuckolding, an interracial gangbang, feminization and sissification, SPH humiliation, shemale domination, chastity, and more!

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REVISED RELEASE: Sissy Vacation Exposure

Sissy Vacation Exposure
(originally published as The Tool)

Today, on this beautiful morning in paradise, Robert was dressed in one of his wife’s black swim skirts, which felt like bikini bottoms underneath, but which looked like a lightly ruffled skirt on the outside. So long as nobody looked too closely, they were close enough to his normal swim trunks to be passable, but he felt like a sissy - like an accepted sissy - in a way he never had before.

And to think it had all begun with a strange man on the beach with a perverse fantasy to place his manhood inside Robert's mouth. He had been exposed as a sissy. His wife knew he was a sissy. And she was okay with it. More than that, she seemed energized by the fact.

He didn’t know whether Douglas had somehow sensed the sissy inside of him, or whether his wife had inadvertently twisted the whole perverse fantasy into something different with her teasing application of lipstick, but it didn’t matter. Just so long as the older man wasn’t done with them. He couldn’t handle another week of vacation without the throbbing manhood to which he’d so quickly become accustomed.

"Sissy Vacation Exposure" is a work of hardcore sissy erotica, intended for adults only. If you like pretty submissive sissies, naturally dominant Alpha men, and passionate sex, then let's play.

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Sharing Experiences vs Writing Fantasies

When I got into writing/publishing, all I wanted to do was share some of my own experiences and transform them into stories that would excite readers and help them realize that even our deepest, wildest, guiltiest fantasies are attainable.

It all began with Cuckold Chooses Cleanup, which was based on role-playing scenes with my girlfriend (at the time) after she discovered my browsing history. She was turned on by the idea of cuckolding, but also felt a need to punish me for hiding my fantasy, so we came up with this elaborate sort of therapeutic fantasy.

Cuckold's Glory: The Hole Story was my first 'true' story, the first to be based on my real-life experiences with another girlfriend. There's some narrative license, of course, but I'd still say 90% of the story is what actually happened.

The direct, real-life follow-up to that, of course, was From Cuckold to Collar: A Slave’s Journey. As tempted as I was to soften part of that, to gloss over that cuckolding betrayal, I promised myself I'd be honest with those experiences. Again, there was a bit of creative license with the story, merging some real-life scenes and adjusting some timelines, but that one was probably 95% what actually happened.

Losing my Shemale Goddess was a massive emotional and psychological blow, and left me floundering creatively. There were so many more experiences we had together that I'd intended to write about, but I found I couldn't revisit those experiences without revisiting that pain. I have several uncompleted drafts that, to be honest, I doubt I will ever finish.

I'd gotten the writing bug, though, so I found I had to keep telling stories, which led to Sold! to the Shemales: Backdoor Bids for the Virgin Whiteboi. The overall scenario of the virgin auction was total fantasy, but the sexual encounter very much based in my experiences, mixing up and merging a few real-life encounters into that scene, creating a story that's probably 60% what actually happened.

After that, I wasn't really sure where to go next, but a chance meeting in a Montreal gay bathhouse with an aspiring author opened a new opportunity. We had similar fantasies (to an extent), and their enthusiasm was infectious, but writing pure fantasy/fiction was a challenge for me, and I found myself very uncomfortable with the experience of collaborating on a story.

The first story we co-wrote was The Tool, and we had a real struggle with how far to go in transforming the main character. The writing was roughly split 50/50 between the two of us, and the original plan was to publish under both our names, but they just weren't ready to put themselves out there. That created a challenge for me - I was fine with publishing sissy/feminization fantasies as a writing team, but I wasn't comfortable publishing such content solely under my name. So, with apologies to my writing partner, I stripped the story back to what I was comfortable with . . . and, in hindsight, drained much of the emotion from the story.

Despite that experience, we tried it again, collaborating on what would become Beta Boy Cuckold Cleanup. The scenario was one we developed together, imagining all the possibilities of a black-owned future, but we had some challenges from the beginning. Part of that was the sissy/feminization element, but a bigger part was the parental aspect and the psudeo-incest element. The writing on that one was probably more of a 30/70 split in their favor . . . until they shied away from publishing again and I edited it back to something that was probably more 40/70.

When fate and fortune smiled upon me, taking me to my new life as a chaste household slave to Master and family, I felt like I needed to pass the torch. So, before I made the final move and closed out that chapter of my life, I reached out to my writing partner, apologized for the tension that developed between us over my edits, and implored them to share their voice with the world. 

That friend, for those of you who haven't read my note on Goodreads, is Bobbi Mare. Having already published their version of The Tool as Sissy Vacation Exposure last month, they published their version of Beta Boy Cuckold Cleanup last week as Sissy for the Black World Order (and, they assure me, are working on a sequel as we speak). Since both stories were always more theirs than mine, and since I have no interest in writing pure fiction/fantasy, I have unpublished my versions so that Bobbi's stand as the authoritative/definitive versions. Please, give them a read, leave a review, and follow Bobbi because I know they're going to do some amazing things.

What a Difference a Year Makes

It's amazing what can happen in a year, and even more amazing just how opportunities can keep managing to find you when you keep yourself open to possibilities.

It will be a year ago next month that my shemale Goddess (who only had the opportunity to collar me because a cuckold relationship suddenly went south) dropped everything and flew back overseas for a family emergency. That loss hurt, and it weighed heavily on my all year long, even more so when she delivered the news in September that she wouldn't be coming back. At all. Ever.

I only agreed to take on a new contract and resume my auditing career because the lease was up on my Goddess' place and I was had no idea where to go next. Flying far from home, all expenses paid, seemed like a great opportunity to clear my head and figure out my future. I enjoyed a few interesting sexual adventures, one of which I shared last month, and (ironically) it was that very same post that led to me being outed to the owner of the last company I was hired to audit.

It wasn't something that worried me - I didn't share any confidential details and didn't even identify what countries I was in - but I'd be lying if I said the summons to an offsite meeting didn't concern me. What happened there I absolutely cannot share, but what I can tell you is that my auditing days are done, my life has changed once again, and I will not be returning home anytime soon (and hopefully not ever).

My new Master is very concerned with appearances, living in an Arab country, but he's given me permission to share 3 things:

I am honored to be the collared and branded (tattooed) property of a wealthy businessmanI am similarly honored to be the trusted chaste/caged servant of that businessman's wifeI am greatly honored to be groomed to be gifted to their transgender daughter and her husband when they marry next yearIt all sounds like some sordid fantasy, like an erotic novel to top all others, but I swear to you it's true, it's wonderful, it's magnificent, and I have never been happier or more fulfilled. I would love to write a novel about what has already happened and what lies ahead, but Master has made it very clear that will never happen, and the legal agreements I've signed place harsh penalties before me should I do so. He only agreed to let me share this much so that I can assure everyone I am okay, I am happy, and I am serving of my own free will. This is more than a fantasy come true, it is the realization of all my fantasies, and I shall never want for anything more. 
As for writing and publishing other stories, pure fiction stories, Master is not opposed but I have other priorities, and I'm entirely OK with that.
Go with peace, my friends.

Of Confidential Careers and Sexy Secrets...

I don't talk about my work much, partly because it's boring as shit, but mostly because I'm often not allowed to talk about it. I do process audits of medium and large sized companies around the world, often without the knowledge of the people I'm auditing, which means confidentiality is the name of the game.

The upside of that is I get to do a lot of traveling, often for weeks at a time, but the downside - the nature of the job - is that I can't talk about those travels. No check-ins on social media, no pictures, and no posts about where I ate dinner last night. The company's concern is that if people know where I am, and they connected me to the company, they'll be able to guess who I'm auditing, in which case the audit results will be skewed.

Not that I expect you to really care, but that's why I've been so silent for the last two months. I was offered an assignment early in December, with a hefty bonus to travel over the holidays, so I jumped at the chance and have been working steady ever since, completing the second of my long-term audits last night, with a third beginning tomorrow.

That gives me a day to check in, offer something of a necessarily vague update, and share two things that I think/hope might be of interest.

The first is a little arrangement I fell into just as the first audit was ending. I have to be careful how much I say here, but the audit was of an old factory in a gentrified area of town. The contrast was weird, with this old factory surrounded by mansion-like homes and gardens, with only a quarter-kilometer corridor of forest separating them. I got into a habit of changing into street clothes on my lunch hour and going for a walk through the neighborhood, as much because I loved the houses as because I wanted to avoid idle conversation that might expose my role as auditor.

There was one gentleman who smiled and waved at me every day - a tall, lanky, older man with hair just turning silver, who always looked like he just got back from a morning at the golf course. Smiles and greetings turned into short conversations, and one afternoon he made a joke about how he'd offer me a cup of tea, but he tended to get overzealous with the teabagging. With nothing to lose (after all, I'd be moving on soon anyway), I joked back that so long as the cream was hot and fresh, he'd never hear me complain.

Well, to make a long story short, I began visiting him every afternoon to suck his cock. After going hungry for so long, I was more than happy to do it. He had a nice thick shaft with an over-sized head that was perfect for sucking on, and what his cum lacked in volume it made up for in taste. He was always sweaty (it turns out he actually was a golfer), not to mention really hairy, and that just kicked my submissive tendencies into high gear. He had this weird hangup about gay relationships, though. In his mind, a gay lover was shameful, but a gay whore was just convenient, so he insisted in paying me for my time. How much, you ask? Well, I can't tell you exactly what he paid (the currency would expose my location), but it worked out to about a dollar-fifty.

As it turned out, the second assignment was in a different factory on the same property (ah, the legal juggling of entities, subsidiaries, and partners for tax purposes!), so I was able to keep the feeding on my golfer's shaft for a few extra weeks. Sadly, last night was my last feeding, and despite teasing me with the possibility, he chose not to sink himself into my other hole. My next assignment will be see my flying somewhere new tomorrow, but it was a nice little perk while it lasted.

The other thing that I thought (well, to be honest, hoped) might be of interest is that I have a new book written. Unfortunately, it's handwritten, which means I need to spend some time typing it up, and that's going to have to wait until after the next assignment. It's another black-owned story, but with a twist. I've been reading a lot about the history of black culture in Africa, the evolution of the slave trade, and global politics of the 17th century, and I've created this alternate history that I think is exciting, respectful, and empowering. Much of the story involves 18-year-old white boys and girls in high school, so we get some revised history and religion along with sex education and general white sexual submission. It may be the hottest thing I've ever written, and it certainly expands on many of the the details people have been asking me for, complete with public exhibitionism and openly sexual black-owned families, and it'll be my first with multiple POV characters. Look for it soon!

NEW RELEASE: Beta Boy Cuckold Cleanup

This may just be my favorite book yet! It's a total fantasy of being a cuckold cleanup slave for the BNWO, complete with massive amounts of cum, chastity, a dominant shemale doctor, and plenty more. It's so hot, writing it just about melted my chastity cage!

Beta Boy Cuckold Cleanup: Bisexual Cuckold Gangbang Erotica

18 years from today . . .

The Black New World Order has arrived, but there are still white communities scattered across America that stubbornly cling to a legacy of intolerance and hatred. Kyle's father is the leader of one such community, and he's ready for his son to step up and ensure the continued purity of the white race. He's invited the community's most prominent citizens to attend Kyle's 18th birthday ceremony, where they expect to watch him claim a white bride and publicly take her virginity - as their own sons have done before him.

Except, Kyle has no intention of taking a bride, and no desire to further his father's outdated agenda. He's made his own plans, and with the help of 6 beautiful white virgin girls, 18 black Alpha Males, and 1 BBW shemale doctor, he's going to give the community a hot, creamy lesson in black superiority that they will never forget!

There will be brides claimed tonight, but it won't be by Kyle. This beta boy cuckold is going to be too busy watching them get blacked, cleaning up their messes, thanking their black Masters for the privilege, and preparing to give away something far more valuable than just his virginity.

His manhood.

Beta Boy Cuckold Cleanup is a 21,000-word adult story of a virgin white boy learning the pleasures of being a cuckold cleanup slave for the Black New World Order, compete with BBC cuckolding, an interracial gangbang. bisexual discovery, SPH humiliation, shemale domination, erotic castration, and more!

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Boldly Dreaming my Way into the BNWO

While I do have a rather long cuckolding novella that I've been working on, slowly leading a reluctant hubby through the process of becoming a cuckold father to another man's child (and becoming a sexual surrogate during a difficult pregnancy), I've been trying to get something shorter out in the meantime to keep you all reading.

I actually got about 3,000 words into my futa-on-male centaur story, but what I wanted to be a lighthearted, fun exploration of futa excess was instead becoming something bigger and darker. I like the themes that were developing there, and I will likely go back to it at some point, but I'm parking it in the WIP folder for now.

Fortunately, my subconscious has been working on filling the spankbank, teasing me with a recurring dream that had me straining at my chastity cage. I don't always remember my dreams, but this one was so vivid, so exciting, I immediately began writing down details as soon as I awoke. It's the scrawl of a sexually frustrated man who hasn't had his coffee yet, but the act of writing it down cements the memories inside my head.

It's weird how the dreams worked. It was the same dream, 3 nights in a row, but each from a different perspective. As I put all the notes together I began to understand everything that was going on, and I fell in love with the story that was developing before my eyes. Thanks to the dreams, the story really is writing itself, proving to be one of the fastest I've ever written. I haven't started work on a cover yet, but I do have a rough blurb to share.


18 years from today . . .

The Black New World Order has arrived, but there are still white communities scattered across America that stubbornly cling to a legacy of intolerance and hatred. Kyle's father is the leader of one such community, and he's ready for his son to step up and ensure the continued purity of the white race. He's invited the community's most prominent citizens to attend Kyle's 18th birthday ceremony, where they expect to watch him claim a white bride and publicly take her virginity - as their own sons have done before him.

Except, Kyle has no intention of taking a bride, and no desire to further his father's outdated agenda. He's made his own plans, and with the help of six beautiful white girls who share his desire to embrace their black-owned fate, he's going to give the community a hot, creamy lesson in black superiority that they will never forget!

There will be brides claimed tonight, but it won't be by Kyle. He's going to be too busy cleaning up their messes, thanking their black masters for the privilege, and preparing to give away something far more valuable than just his virginity.

His manhood.

Centaur on Male Erotica - What's your Preference?

Okay, my fellow pervs and kinksters . . . I need your help.

I had a dream over the weekend that I swear bent the steel in my chastity cage it was so hot. I've never published any of my wilder sort of monster erotica, but I think it's time. This story won't let me go. I need to write it.

It's going to be submissive male monster cock erotica, but I'm curious what angle would interest you more . . .

Futa centaur on human maleFuta centaur on human male (with mpreg)Male centaur on human maleMale centaur on human male (with mpreg)I may end up writing a Futa and a Male version of the story, as I have both pretty well laid out in my dream, but I'm anxious to know what you'd rather read more.
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