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November 16, 2024
Susan: Pet Shop Sex Slave 3 Now On Sale on Smashwords
Here's the Smashwords link:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
It took a long time to get “Susan: Pet Shop Sex Slave” written. It had little or nothing to do with the story itself. The real problems were capitalism and medical. The building we were living got sold by our landlord to another landlord. That landlord wanted to renovate the building so they could rent apartments to other, more money-having tenants. So all of us less money-having tenants got until at the end of our leases to move out.
Moving took weeks and was highly stressful. Looking for housing, packing, packing, packing, making arrangements, it was tough and no fun at all because it was not a voluntary move. That set us back a few weeks.
Then on the way to out new home and once we got there my wife and I both had medical emergencies: entirely unrelated medical emergencies (except possibly being brought on by the stress of moving) had each of us sitting in emergency rooms chewing our nails wondering if the other was going to live or not. It was horrible, and distracted me completely from writing. It definitely put writing in perspective, along with everything else.
Both of us survived and recovered fully and we eventually got moved, and I am writing and editing again, and VERY happy to be doing so. For one thing, it means I’m alive. For another, it means I’m having fun.
Also, I’ve got an excuse for not completing a new novella quickly that’s light years beyond “the dog ate my manuscript.”
Now as to my new novella. It’s set in the not too distant future, though definitely in the future. Political divisions in America have led to a second American Civil War. The opponents are the Union, much like in the original Civil War but with some Midwestern states and the Far West included, and the Bourbon states, consisting of the old American South and most midwestern states as well as some western states.
This time the war begins with a drone attack by the Bourbons on Washington DC that kills thousands as well as a few politicians. After that the war is on and it’s just as bloody and nasty as the first one.
But the novel isn’t about the war, it’s about a victim of the war, Susan Nutall. Susan is a relative innocent. She wasn’t antiwar, she was just supremely disinterested in it. Still, when the war came through her home she was one of many civilians who were tear-gassed out of a cave they were hiding in and then tasered and shipped off as a war captive, naked hooded and in chains.
While on the way to she knew not where, she was raped several times by unseen men right there with the other captives.
She was also identified as a good Pet Shop candidate by an unseen man, and got shipped to the Pet Shops, which trained comely captives as sex slaves and also contributed to the war effort in various ways.
The Pet Shops trained Susan and psychologically broke her, as they did all Pet Shop sex slave, turning her into someone who would do any sex act on command, unthinkingly.
After being trained, Susan is bought by various “clubs” which were actually bordellos, working as an upaid slave whore, serving customers’ sexual desires abjectly and spending her off time in a cage.
Eventually things change in ways that Susan could never have imagined, for reasons she didn’t understand. You’ll just have to read the story to learn about that, and doing so will involve lots and lots of reading explicit scenes of sex slave training and slave whoring, most of it occurring in extreme sexual bondage. But I am sure you, my loyal readers, are up for it.
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
It took a long time to get “Susan: Pet Shop Sex Slave” written. It had little or nothing to do with the story itself. The real problems were capitalism and medical. The building we were living got sold by our landlord to another landlord. That landlord wanted to renovate the building so they could rent apartments to other, more money-having tenants. So all of us less money-having tenants got until at the end of our leases to move out.
Moving took weeks and was highly stressful. Looking for housing, packing, packing, packing, making arrangements, it was tough and no fun at all because it was not a voluntary move. That set us back a few weeks.
Then on the way to out new home and once we got there my wife and I both had medical emergencies: entirely unrelated medical emergencies (except possibly being brought on by the stress of moving) had each of us sitting in emergency rooms chewing our nails wondering if the other was going to live or not. It was horrible, and distracted me completely from writing. It definitely put writing in perspective, along with everything else.
Both of us survived and recovered fully and we eventually got moved, and I am writing and editing again, and VERY happy to be doing so. For one thing, it means I’m alive. For another, it means I’m having fun.
Also, I’ve got an excuse for not completing a new novella quickly that’s light years beyond “the dog ate my manuscript.”
Now as to my new novella. It’s set in the not too distant future, though definitely in the future. Political divisions in America have led to a second American Civil War. The opponents are the Union, much like in the original Civil War but with some Midwestern states and the Far West included, and the Bourbon states, consisting of the old American South and most midwestern states as well as some western states.
This time the war begins with a drone attack by the Bourbons on Washington DC that kills thousands as well as a few politicians. After that the war is on and it’s just as bloody and nasty as the first one.
But the novel isn’t about the war, it’s about a victim of the war, Susan Nutall. Susan is a relative innocent. She wasn’t antiwar, she was just supremely disinterested in it. Still, when the war came through her home she was one of many civilians who were tear-gassed out of a cave they were hiding in and then tasered and shipped off as a war captive, naked hooded and in chains.
While on the way to she knew not where, she was raped several times by unseen men right there with the other captives.
She was also identified as a good Pet Shop candidate by an unseen man, and got shipped to the Pet Shops, which trained comely captives as sex slaves and also contributed to the war effort in various ways.
The Pet Shops trained Susan and psychologically broke her, as they did all Pet Shop sex slave, turning her into someone who would do any sex act on command, unthinkingly.
After being trained, Susan is bought by various “clubs” which were actually bordellos, working as an upaid slave whore, serving customers’ sexual desires abjectly and spending her off time in a cage.
Eventually things change in ways that Susan could never have imagined, for reasons she didn’t understand. You’ll just have to read the story to learn about that, and doing so will involve lots and lots of reading explicit scenes of sex slave training and slave whoring, most of it occurring in extreme sexual bondage. But I am sure you, my loyal readers, are up for it.
August 31, 2024
Four Slave Girls Lost in the Sands of Time' Now on Sale
This is a collection of four stories that are on sale individually on Smashwords, now bundled together for a single incredibly low price. You can still buy them separately if you wany to pay a lot more if you want to. In fact, over this Labor Day weekend I'm knocking a buck off the price, taking it down from its regular price of $3.99 to a sale price of $2.99 if you use the coupon code, which is: DY88D.
Click here to get the book!
They are the stories of four slave girls from four different eras, their common coin is their submission to the powerful people who own and control them. It’s historical BDSM erotica at its best.
In “Princess Slave Girl of Bal-Marduk,” Princess Buttur-Kup’s life is upended when the Korgan horde conquers her city, killing all the men, enslaving all the women and children, demoting all the slaves to domestic animals and demoting all the domestic animals to interns, as was fitting and proper in those times. (This may well be the funniest story I've ever written, as I put the funny pedal to the floor and mocked the living hell out of every bad B-movie about ancient times I have ever seen, which is just about all of them, while showing how pathetically weak and sexless they are.)
As a slave Princess Buttur-Kup soon learns the horrors of slavery such as prehistoric beauty salon treatments and sexual mosh pits. It’s all in a day’s slavery in the city that time tried really, really hard to forget.
In “Blast from the Past” archaeologist Pam Stone has a secret. An extremely successful archaeologist in her twenties, her success is in part due to the fact that some of the artifacts she handles give her glimpses into the lives of those who handled them.
While in Kabukistan searching for the lost city of Bal Marduk, Pam discovers what seems to be the ruins of Bal-Marduk, but when she touches a length of chain bolted into an ancient wall, she finds herself living the memories of Inex, a slave girl held captive in the Bronze Age city of Haruzza.
Pam comes to minutes later in her own time, but Inex’s memories spanned weeks. And Pam’s memories of the horrors and cruelties of life as a captive slave girl change her, in ways that may save her life. It's a thrillah!
In “Virgin Slave Girls of Parados” Old West farmgirls Matty McGee and Arlene Beaver Dance are out on the town for the first time since turning 18. They’re finally eligible for a man’s collar and they’re visiting friends in town and keeping an eye out for young Masters who might have a collar for their lovely young necks.
One friend is in the town stocks, being punitively raped by various townsmen for shooting up the town. Another friend is a ponygirl who’s a math prodigy when she’s not running around naked dragging a shay with a buttplug tail in place, being used at the whim of her driver. And another friend is a saloon slave whore who must sexually serve any customer with the money right there at his or her table, whose childhood sweetheart lost her to the town saloon when he wagered her in a poker game he was sure he would win.
Finally Matty and Arlene decide to have some fun for themselves, and well, things go very wildly for them in this alternate Old West.
(Virgin Slave Girls of Parados is not really a parody of Western movies and books, but it's definitely got sly humor mixed in. It's particularly based on "Support Your Local Sheriff." There's a reason the girl in the stocks is named Patience and that she is there because she shot up the town because an unattractive man named Elmer offered her a collar.)
In “Bound for Bebop City” sweet, virginal Mincy turns 18 and is taken off nersha, a drug that spares her the hormonal storms of puberty and also leaves her disinterested in sex. Unfortunately when you go off nersha all the pent-up hormones explodes in a storm of sexual lust.
And sweet virginal Mincy becomes a lust-crazed would-be sex slave, ready to take the collar of any young Master who will offer her one. And so she hops on her bike and cruises the neighborhood for Masters. Who will she find to collar her, and what kind of unholy orgy of kinky bondage lust will ensue? Because of course, she’ll be looking for young Masters her own age, who have also been taken off nersha, with the same hormonally explosive results!
This collection of stories offers nothing new, just the chance to read them for a low, low price if you haven't already.
Click here to get the book!
They are the stories of four slave girls from four different eras, their common coin is their submission to the powerful people who own and control them. It’s historical BDSM erotica at its best.
In “Princess Slave Girl of Bal-Marduk,” Princess Buttur-Kup’s life is upended when the Korgan horde conquers her city, killing all the men, enslaving all the women and children, demoting all the slaves to domestic animals and demoting all the domestic animals to interns, as was fitting and proper in those times. (This may well be the funniest story I've ever written, as I put the funny pedal to the floor and mocked the living hell out of every bad B-movie about ancient times I have ever seen, which is just about all of them, while showing how pathetically weak and sexless they are.)
As a slave Princess Buttur-Kup soon learns the horrors of slavery such as prehistoric beauty salon treatments and sexual mosh pits. It’s all in a day’s slavery in the city that time tried really, really hard to forget.
In “Blast from the Past” archaeologist Pam Stone has a secret. An extremely successful archaeologist in her twenties, her success is in part due to the fact that some of the artifacts she handles give her glimpses into the lives of those who handled them.
While in Kabukistan searching for the lost city of Bal Marduk, Pam discovers what seems to be the ruins of Bal-Marduk, but when she touches a length of chain bolted into an ancient wall, she finds herself living the memories of Inex, a slave girl held captive in the Bronze Age city of Haruzza.
Pam comes to minutes later in her own time, but Inex’s memories spanned weeks. And Pam’s memories of the horrors and cruelties of life as a captive slave girl change her, in ways that may save her life. It's a thrillah!
In “Virgin Slave Girls of Parados” Old West farmgirls Matty McGee and Arlene Beaver Dance are out on the town for the first time since turning 18. They’re finally eligible for a man’s collar and they’re visiting friends in town and keeping an eye out for young Masters who might have a collar for their lovely young necks.
One friend is in the town stocks, being punitively raped by various townsmen for shooting up the town. Another friend is a ponygirl who’s a math prodigy when she’s not running around naked dragging a shay with a buttplug tail in place, being used at the whim of her driver. And another friend is a saloon slave whore who must sexually serve any customer with the money right there at his or her table, whose childhood sweetheart lost her to the town saloon when he wagered her in a poker game he was sure he would win.
Finally Matty and Arlene decide to have some fun for themselves, and well, things go very wildly for them in this alternate Old West.
(Virgin Slave Girls of Parados is not really a parody of Western movies and books, but it's definitely got sly humor mixed in. It's particularly based on "Support Your Local Sheriff." There's a reason the girl in the stocks is named Patience and that she is there because she shot up the town because an unattractive man named Elmer offered her a collar.)
In “Bound for Bebop City” sweet, virginal Mincy turns 18 and is taken off nersha, a drug that spares her the hormonal storms of puberty and also leaves her disinterested in sex. Unfortunately when you go off nersha all the pent-up hormones explodes in a storm of sexual lust.
And sweet virginal Mincy becomes a lust-crazed would-be sex slave, ready to take the collar of any young Master who will offer her one. And so she hops on her bike and cruises the neighborhood for Masters. Who will she find to collar her, and what kind of unholy orgy of kinky bondage lust will ensue? Because of course, she’ll be looking for young Masters her own age, who have also been taken off nersha, with the same hormonally explosive results!
This collection of stories offers nothing new, just the chance to read them for a low, low price if you haven't already.
June 14, 2024
"Porn Star Sex Slave" Is Now on Sale!
Get whisked to Smashwords to get a copy of my novelette by clicking here!
The heart of the serial rapist that bondage porn star Vera Vanique knew only as Mr. Master was set afire when he saw a picture of her posing naked and bound. Her body was so beautiful, her pose so submissive and vulnerable in her helpless bondage. Yet her expression was so defiant, so determined, revealing a spirit that soared far beyond her mundane physical beauty.
Mr. Master had seen such women before, in magazines and videos and movies, and godlike being that he was, he recognized the goddess in Vera. And he knew that he had to have her. Making goddesses his own was his special thing in life, the thing that made his wealth and power worthwhile. He set his formidable intellect to the task, and very soon Vera would be enmeshed in his bonds, his to use and play with as was appropriate for the godlike beings that they were.
Mr. Master would worship Vera in his own way, a way that other, lesser beings might describe as kidnapping and rape because that was the only way their limited intellects could understand it. But Mr. Master knew it was so much more, even though he called it kidnapping and rape in his own mind at times because he enjoyed glorying in the sheer evil of it, the sense that he was a being that was far beyond ordinary men, beyond good and evil.
And if others could only see the simple physicality of his actions, or were overwhelmed by the distinct lack of consensuality involved, they were mere fools. Men had always bound and raped goddesses from time immemorial. It was the ultimate act of worship. And Mr. Master was nothing if not a devoted worshipper of the goddesses he raped.
Can Vera survive Mr. Master's worship with her psyche intact? Is the raw defiance in the photo that Mr. Master is so taken with the reflection of an inner goddess that will allow her to transcend the indignities Mr. Master will subject her to as he uses her body as his helpless toy?
You're going to have to read this 15,000+ word novelette to find out!
The heart of the serial rapist that bondage porn star Vera Vanique knew only as Mr. Master was set afire when he saw a picture of her posing naked and bound. Her body was so beautiful, her pose so submissive and vulnerable in her helpless bondage. Yet her expression was so defiant, so determined, revealing a spirit that soared far beyond her mundane physical beauty.
Mr. Master had seen such women before, in magazines and videos and movies, and godlike being that he was, he recognized the goddess in Vera. And he knew that he had to have her. Making goddesses his own was his special thing in life, the thing that made his wealth and power worthwhile. He set his formidable intellect to the task, and very soon Vera would be enmeshed in his bonds, his to use and play with as was appropriate for the godlike beings that they were.
Mr. Master would worship Vera in his own way, a way that other, lesser beings might describe as kidnapping and rape because that was the only way their limited intellects could understand it. But Mr. Master knew it was so much more, even though he called it kidnapping and rape in his own mind at times because he enjoyed glorying in the sheer evil of it, the sense that he was a being that was far beyond ordinary men, beyond good and evil.
And if others could only see the simple physicality of his actions, or were overwhelmed by the distinct lack of consensuality involved, they were mere fools. Men had always bound and raped goddesses from time immemorial. It was the ultimate act of worship. And Mr. Master was nothing if not a devoted worshipper of the goddesses he raped.
Can Vera survive Mr. Master's worship with her psyche intact? Is the raw defiance in the photo that Mr. Master is so taken with the reflection of an inner goddess that will allow her to transcend the indignities Mr. Master will subject her to as he uses her body as his helpless toy?
You're going to have to read this 15,000+ word novelette to find out!
May 23, 2024
Sex Slave Boss Now on Smashwords
Click here to get the story, just $1.99!
Business owner Edie Fabarge and cubicle dweller Sam “Slab” Bacon were not a couple. He was the unofficial office labor representative, Edie was the business owner, staunchly anti-union and anti-time off for her workers. But there was more to both of them than meets the eye. And when Sam negotiates for a weekends off for the staff, the negotiations involve forced sexual bondage, bondage sex slavery, forced seduction, rape, forced submission and… a happily ever after?
This 7,000+ word story is a short, filthy ride into the depths of rape erotica and the most bizarre labor negotiations ever!
Business owner Edie Fabarge and cubicle dweller Sam “Slab” Bacon were not a couple. He was the unofficial office labor representative, Edie was the business owner, staunchly anti-union and anti-time off for her workers. But there was more to both of them than meets the eye. And when Sam negotiates for a weekends off for the staff, the negotiations involve forced sexual bondage, bondage sex slavery, forced seduction, rape, forced submission and… a happily ever after?
This 7,000+ word story is a short, filthy ride into the depths of rape erotica and the most bizarre labor negotiations ever!
March 21, 2024
"Crosstime Sex Slave:" The Underpinnings
Get it here at Smashwords!
Crosstime Sex Slave
I wrote Crosstime Sex Slave with the intention of creating a platform for writing short stories, novelettes and novellas with sexual bondage rape scenes. It seemed simple enough. And I think I did a great job. Too good of a job in fact.
So I invented the planet Gork, which if you think it looks just like Gor with a “k” added, you’re a very suspicious person. Gork is not Gor however, except for being a totally sexist slaveholding culture. But Gork is technologically advance, not just beyond Gor, which, let’s admit it, is a VERY low bar, but also beyond Earth and even beyond Collar World, which IS saying something.
The Gorks have crosstime technology that allows them to travel between alternate timelines, and they use it to raid other timelines for comely young female sex slaves, which are the best for cishet males in a depraved slaveholding culture.
In addition, the Gorks have advanced medical nanotech that allows them to take over and control the nervous systems of their captives, making them willing and able to do whatever they are told.
They also have medical tech that lets the local slaves live for 200 years, looking young and healthy and beautiful for 195 of those years.
And the slavegirls spend most of those 195 years of beauty having sex with whoever fucks them, without any choice at all about who it is or what kind of sex it is.
You’d think this would make them all grumpy and unhappy, or to be more realistic, angry and murderous/suicidal. However, the nanotech implants in the slaves’ nervous systems keep them feeling relaxed and happy about whatever is done to them, and whatever they do. It’s a truly fiendish thing. The slaves are not even allowed to be upset by their situation. They literally CAN’T be upset. If you ordered one to crawl into a wood chipper they’d happily, relaxedly do it. Until they got chopped up.
The implants also include oral clits and anal clits and a generally juiced-up (so to speak) response to any sexual activity. Sex is overwhelmingly powerful for them as well, and orgasms are multiple by default.
And the progress of the story is the protagonist discovering all these features during her time on Gork.
And all of this is set up in the beginning of the story, so no real spoilers here. Because there’s some twists and turns to the story, and you’ll just have to read it to learn it.
Anyway, that’s why the cover and promotional art features naked women wearing big happy grins, surrounded by drunken college students. It’s an accurate image of what goes on! But what is going on is still fiendish.
Crosstime Sex Slave
I wrote Crosstime Sex Slave with the intention of creating a platform for writing short stories, novelettes and novellas with sexual bondage rape scenes. It seemed simple enough. And I think I did a great job. Too good of a job in fact.
So I invented the planet Gork, which if you think it looks just like Gor with a “k” added, you’re a very suspicious person. Gork is not Gor however, except for being a totally sexist slaveholding culture. But Gork is technologically advance, not just beyond Gor, which, let’s admit it, is a VERY low bar, but also beyond Earth and even beyond Collar World, which IS saying something.
The Gorks have crosstime technology that allows them to travel between alternate timelines, and they use it to raid other timelines for comely young female sex slaves, which are the best for cishet males in a depraved slaveholding culture.
In addition, the Gorks have advanced medical nanotech that allows them to take over and control the nervous systems of their captives, making them willing and able to do whatever they are told.
They also have medical tech that lets the local slaves live for 200 years, looking young and healthy and beautiful for 195 of those years.
And the slavegirls spend most of those 195 years of beauty having sex with whoever fucks them, without any choice at all about who it is or what kind of sex it is.
You’d think this would make them all grumpy and unhappy, or to be more realistic, angry and murderous/suicidal. However, the nanotech implants in the slaves’ nervous systems keep them feeling relaxed and happy about whatever is done to them, and whatever they do. It’s a truly fiendish thing. The slaves are not even allowed to be upset by their situation. They literally CAN’T be upset. If you ordered one to crawl into a wood chipper they’d happily, relaxedly do it. Until they got chopped up.
The implants also include oral clits and anal clits and a generally juiced-up (so to speak) response to any sexual activity. Sex is overwhelmingly powerful for them as well, and orgasms are multiple by default.
And the progress of the story is the protagonist discovering all these features during her time on Gork.
And all of this is set up in the beginning of the story, so no real spoilers here. Because there’s some twists and turns to the story, and you’ll just have to read it to learn it.
Anyway, that’s why the cover and promotional art features naked women wearing big happy grins, surrounded by drunken college students. It’s an accurate image of what goes on! But what is going on is still fiendish.
February 10, 2024
"Club Rape Is My Filthiest Sex Slave Rape Fest Ever!
You can get your very own copy of Prison Bitch 2: Club Rape right here!
Rich Bitch, Prison Bitch, the first book in the Prison Bitch series, had too much plot for an erotica novel. I had to get fancy with the timelines to keep the story sexy, bringing the sexual bondage and rape elements forward and running them in counterpoint to the story of a rich girl who’s set up to take a very public fall for a bank’s pump and dump scheme and goes to jail for it.
But at the start of Prison Bitch 2, our protagonist Kimberly Halstead is fully ensconced in Brookhaven Prison, and she’s already a sex slave in Club Rape. And she remains a sex slave in Club Rape’s harem for the entire length of the novel, giving me the opportunity to write about the goings-on at Club Rape at length. I detail not just all the sexual bondage and rape that Kim experiences, but also the sexual bondage and rape that the other sex slave inmates experienced in Club Rape.
That’s a LOT of sex scenes. Which is exactly what I wanted. I used two main techniques to keep them fresh and evolving over the course of the story. 1) I put Kim through some emotional and sexual changes over the course of the novel and 2) I used the fact that the guard’s sex harem dungeon had to be easily and quickly convertible to an institutional employee break lounge in case there was a surprise inspection of the facilities by some high-up prison official or politician, or even worse, some goody-two-shoes organization. Fortunately the guards have had years to come up with imaginative ways to turn innocent-looking prison furniture and fixtures into very naughty sexual bondage toys. Some of them were as simple as ornate curves and curlicues and holes carved into the furniture that served as excellent tying-off points for various bondage sex positions. Others were things like ceiling-mounted fixtures that looked like garage door openers, and functioned a lot like garage door openers, but were not being used as garage door openers. (Cue ominous sexy music.)
With that kind of set-up I was able to write an awful lot of sexual bondage rape scenes. That provided plenty of taboo erotica content, but it also served more writerly purposes. When mainstream writers have a character who’s a captive or a slave the sexual elements are either ignored or glossed over. The most famous example being Slave Leia from Star Wars, captured by a gangster and forced to wear a slave collar and chain and the infamous metal bikini before Jabba and his henchmen, but otherwise unmolested, so far as we know.
(Fans of both sexes had a field day with “so far as we know” of course. Google “slave leia porn” and watch out for the avalanche!)
I, being an erotica writer, have carte blanche to write about the sex as much as I want, which gives me the ability to really convey just how much sex Kim experiences, and how intense that sex is. Readers get a much clearer idea of just how thoroughly and frequently fucked Kim and the other inmate sex slaves are. The drama and intensity and raunchiness of sex slavery isn’t watered down or ignored entirely, and that, IMHO, makes for a dramatically better story, no matter how over the top raunchy and frequent all the sex scenes are.
What I’m saying is that I had a lot of imaginative fun writing Club Rape but that I also think I wrote a pretty good story. And that I hope and believe that readers will have a lot of fun reading it.
Rich Bitch, Prison Bitch, the first book in the Prison Bitch series, had too much plot for an erotica novel. I had to get fancy with the timelines to keep the story sexy, bringing the sexual bondage and rape elements forward and running them in counterpoint to the story of a rich girl who’s set up to take a very public fall for a bank’s pump and dump scheme and goes to jail for it.
But at the start of Prison Bitch 2, our protagonist Kimberly Halstead is fully ensconced in Brookhaven Prison, and she’s already a sex slave in Club Rape. And she remains a sex slave in Club Rape’s harem for the entire length of the novel, giving me the opportunity to write about the goings-on at Club Rape at length. I detail not just all the sexual bondage and rape that Kim experiences, but also the sexual bondage and rape that the other sex slave inmates experienced in Club Rape.
That’s a LOT of sex scenes. Which is exactly what I wanted. I used two main techniques to keep them fresh and evolving over the course of the story. 1) I put Kim through some emotional and sexual changes over the course of the novel and 2) I used the fact that the guard’s sex harem dungeon had to be easily and quickly convertible to an institutional employee break lounge in case there was a surprise inspection of the facilities by some high-up prison official or politician, or even worse, some goody-two-shoes organization. Fortunately the guards have had years to come up with imaginative ways to turn innocent-looking prison furniture and fixtures into very naughty sexual bondage toys. Some of them were as simple as ornate curves and curlicues and holes carved into the furniture that served as excellent tying-off points for various bondage sex positions. Others were things like ceiling-mounted fixtures that looked like garage door openers, and functioned a lot like garage door openers, but were not being used as garage door openers. (Cue ominous sexy music.)
With that kind of set-up I was able to write an awful lot of sexual bondage rape scenes. That provided plenty of taboo erotica content, but it also served more writerly purposes. When mainstream writers have a character who’s a captive or a slave the sexual elements are either ignored or glossed over. The most famous example being Slave Leia from Star Wars, captured by a gangster and forced to wear a slave collar and chain and the infamous metal bikini before Jabba and his henchmen, but otherwise unmolested, so far as we know.
(Fans of both sexes had a field day with “so far as we know” of course. Google “slave leia porn” and watch out for the avalanche!)
I, being an erotica writer, have carte blanche to write about the sex as much as I want, which gives me the ability to really convey just how much sex Kim experiences, and how intense that sex is. Readers get a much clearer idea of just how thoroughly and frequently fucked Kim and the other inmate sex slaves are. The drama and intensity and raunchiness of sex slavery isn’t watered down or ignored entirely, and that, IMHO, makes for a dramatically better story, no matter how over the top raunchy and frequent all the sex scenes are.
What I’m saying is that I had a lot of imaginative fun writing Club Rape but that I also think I wrote a pretty good story. And that I hope and believe that readers will have a lot of fun reading it.
June 29, 2023
"Empire of Love" Now On Amazon
Empire of Love
Writing as Barry Anderson, I've written a third book in the Collar World series which includes The Visitor from Incel World and The Love Invasion. Like the other two novels, it's not erotica (no explicit sex scenes) it's adult SF adventure. However, I have taken the lessons of John Norman to heart and placed plenty of fantasy fuel in the story. Hopefully everyone will lurve it. Or at least love it!
Here's the blurberino!
When Collar World’s time monitors discover a new timeline, they quickly realize they need out-of-the-box thinking and they need it fast. A brutal Old West theocracy on the alternate timeline, the Empire of Luvala, is hanging slaves for little or no reason, and with horrifying frequency.
So naturally the call goes out to the Laguna Beach Ladies’ Investigation Bureau, i.e., Nitro Wilde and Moxie Maven. After all, they helped head off a crosstime war between Incel World and Collar World when their timelines intermingled. And all they’re asked to do is sit in a conference room in Collar World and help come up with ideas to end the murderous reign of the Luvalans on Earth 4 (the newly discovered timeline) as quickly and with as little violence as possible.
Given enough time, the Collar Worlders could probably end the hangings with no violence at all. But every day’s delay means more innocent slaves will be brutalized and hanged. The clock is ticking and the sound is the fall of bodies through a gallows door.
Unfortunately, there was more going on on Earth 4 than meets the eye, and soon Moxie is struggling for her life while the leadership on Collar World may decide to abandon Earth 4 and everyone on it in the face of the possible destruction of Collar World itself!
It’s another exciting alternate world adventure that will keep you riveted as lives and the fates of worlds hang in the balance, as well as the fate of one innocent native American.
This 75,000 word novel is part of the Incel World series that began with “The Visitor from Incel World” and continues with “The Love Invasion” and this novel.
Writing as Barry Anderson, I've written a third book in the Collar World series which includes The Visitor from Incel World and The Love Invasion. Like the other two novels, it's not erotica (no explicit sex scenes) it's adult SF adventure. However, I have taken the lessons of John Norman to heart and placed plenty of fantasy fuel in the story. Hopefully everyone will lurve it. Or at least love it!
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When Collar World’s time monitors discover a new timeline, they quickly realize they need out-of-the-box thinking and they need it fast. A brutal Old West theocracy on the alternate timeline, the Empire of Luvala, is hanging slaves for little or no reason, and with horrifying frequency.
So naturally the call goes out to the Laguna Beach Ladies’ Investigation Bureau, i.e., Nitro Wilde and Moxie Maven. After all, they helped head off a crosstime war between Incel World and Collar World when their timelines intermingled. And all they’re asked to do is sit in a conference room in Collar World and help come up with ideas to end the murderous reign of the Luvalans on Earth 4 (the newly discovered timeline) as quickly and with as little violence as possible.
Given enough time, the Collar Worlders could probably end the hangings with no violence at all. But every day’s delay means more innocent slaves will be brutalized and hanged. The clock is ticking and the sound is the fall of bodies through a gallows door.
Unfortunately, there was more going on on Earth 4 than meets the eye, and soon Moxie is struggling for her life while the leadership on Collar World may decide to abandon Earth 4 and everyone on it in the face of the possible destruction of Collar World itself!
It’s another exciting alternate world adventure that will keep you riveted as lives and the fates of worlds hang in the balance, as well as the fate of one innocent native American.
This 75,000 word novel is part of the Incel World series that began with “The Visitor from Incel World” and continues with “The Love Invasion” and this novel.
February 9, 2023
'Bound for Bebop City" Now On Amazon and Smashwords
Click here to get the book on Amazon.
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Da short blurb:
Sweet, virginal Mincy lives in alternate timeline in the 1950s where everyone’s into sexual bondage and a drug called nersha renders teens uninterested in sex. But when they’re taken off nersha after their 18th birthdays, the teens turn into frenzied sex maniacs, filled with animal need. How will Mincy cope with the mad passion driving her to submit sexually to a Master? Who will that Master be?
The 1950s was a profoundly weird period in American history. Supposedly it is the era that is nearest and dearest to the hearts of American cultural conservatives. It predated women’s liberation, the civil rights movement and the hippie movement, all of which they still despise.
Women were still mostly homemakers – even though many of them had had the experience of working in industrial and corporate jobs during World War II when so many American men were busy being machine gun fodder. And black people were out of sight and out of mind.
The role of women was so constrained that there’s a subniche of BDSM called “1950s domestic discipline” that exists, though I don’t think it’s huge. (I don’t think it’s huge because when I checked keywords on Amazon for “retro domestic discipline” I only got eight hits. When I searched for “1950s domestic discipline” I only got 34 hits: better but not exactly a landslide. However, the keywords “domestic discipline” (which I think is just code for spanking) got over 10,000 hits on Amazon. But I think that covers spankings from all time periods, within the context of a husband/wife relationship.
In any event, here’s a scholarly paper on 1950s domestic discipline which covers the topic well.
A lot was going on under the hood of the 1950s that would lead to all the things conservatives hate. This was most especially true in the areas of music and dance. While the older adults in the 1950s were still hung up on standards and leftover big band music the young kids were getting with the “race music” the early rocknroll songs that would soon rule the popular music scene. (It was called “race music” by some because it was a genre created mostly by black musicians. First jazz, now rocknroll… it drove the racists nuts.)
That’s part of the point of the dance hall scene at Pop’s Sodium Shoppe, to show rocknroll creeping in as the Bloomed (those who have gone off nersha and had their sexuality restored) dirty danced to the early rocknroll while the unbloomed shuffle danced to modern electro rock.
I chose modern shuffle dancing because I find it a joyful and expressive dance but not particularly sexual – an asexual sort of dance, still full of emotion and pleasure, though. Here’s a video of a great shuffle dance to “Lost in the Rhythm,” an electro-swing hit. (If you just search for “shuffle dance” you’ll find a lot of dances that incorporate sexy moves like twerking into the dance. They’re dances but not really shuffle dances.)
As for the Bloomed dancing, I was thinking of something like this scene from Dirty Dancing only with more acrobatics, lots of nudity and some actual fucking.
Much of my portrayal of the aesthetics of the 50s is informed various books on the topic, but you can easily get a feel for the imagery of the era by doing an image search for “Fifties Aesthetic.”
My initial idea for the story was to put a new spin on first time stories by having puberty delayed until age 18 but then have it hit like a runaway freight train, and how does a society cope with that? Everything else spun off from that central idea. I hope you enjoy it… I enjoyed writing it, though it was tough.
Click here to get the book on Smashwords.
Da short blurb:
Sweet, virginal Mincy lives in alternate timeline in the 1950s where everyone’s into sexual bondage and a drug called nersha renders teens uninterested in sex. But when they’re taken off nersha after their 18th birthdays, the teens turn into frenzied sex maniacs, filled with animal need. How will Mincy cope with the mad passion driving her to submit sexually to a Master? Who will that Master be?
The 1950s was a profoundly weird period in American history. Supposedly it is the era that is nearest and dearest to the hearts of American cultural conservatives. It predated women’s liberation, the civil rights movement and the hippie movement, all of which they still despise.
Women were still mostly homemakers – even though many of them had had the experience of working in industrial and corporate jobs during World War II when so many American men were busy being machine gun fodder. And black people were out of sight and out of mind.
The role of women was so constrained that there’s a subniche of BDSM called “1950s domestic discipline” that exists, though I don’t think it’s huge. (I don’t think it’s huge because when I checked keywords on Amazon for “retro domestic discipline” I only got eight hits. When I searched for “1950s domestic discipline” I only got 34 hits: better but not exactly a landslide. However, the keywords “domestic discipline” (which I think is just code for spanking) got over 10,000 hits on Amazon. But I think that covers spankings from all time periods, within the context of a husband/wife relationship.
In any event, here’s a scholarly paper on 1950s domestic discipline which covers the topic well.
A lot was going on under the hood of the 1950s that would lead to all the things conservatives hate. This was most especially true in the areas of music and dance. While the older adults in the 1950s were still hung up on standards and leftover big band music the young kids were getting with the “race music” the early rocknroll songs that would soon rule the popular music scene. (It was called “race music” by some because it was a genre created mostly by black musicians. First jazz, now rocknroll… it drove the racists nuts.)
That’s part of the point of the dance hall scene at Pop’s Sodium Shoppe, to show rocknroll creeping in as the Bloomed (those who have gone off nersha and had their sexuality restored) dirty danced to the early rocknroll while the unbloomed shuffle danced to modern electro rock.
I chose modern shuffle dancing because I find it a joyful and expressive dance but not particularly sexual – an asexual sort of dance, still full of emotion and pleasure, though. Here’s a video of a great shuffle dance to “Lost in the Rhythm,” an electro-swing hit. (If you just search for “shuffle dance” you’ll find a lot of dances that incorporate sexy moves like twerking into the dance. They’re dances but not really shuffle dances.)
As for the Bloomed dancing, I was thinking of something like this scene from Dirty Dancing only with more acrobatics, lots of nudity and some actual fucking.
Much of my portrayal of the aesthetics of the 50s is informed various books on the topic, but you can easily get a feel for the imagery of the era by doing an image search for “Fifties Aesthetic.”
My initial idea for the story was to put a new spin on first time stories by having puberty delayed until age 18 but then have it hit like a runaway freight train, and how does a society cope with that? Everything else spun off from that central idea. I hope you enjoy it… I enjoyed writing it, though it was tough.
December 22, 2022
"Virgin Slave Girls of Parados" Is Now on Smashwords
Click here to get the novella.
My latest work is a novella, a steampunkish (steam power isn't widely in use just yet though it is being used for large industrial purposes, like pumping water out of mines) variation of the Old West. However, technology is advancing FAST, faster than anyone knows, in the Union, which is what the nascent United States is called in this timeline. Yes, it's an alternate world SF steampunkish sexual bondage erotic romance set in a variation of the Old West. Now, that's a NICHE!
(Actually, I'll call it historical erotica since that's an ACTUAL niche that really exists.)
The basic story is two friends who have just turned 18 go out for a night on the town in Parados in the Republic of Geronimo (think west Texas). Being adult women in a society where religion is pretty much just reverence for nature (and hence sex guilt tripping does not exist) and there's something called "slave medicine" that is a safe, sure, easy and effective method of birth control, they're both looking to get themselves collared and fucked.
Because of course in this alternative world everyone is also into maledom/femsub, basically master/slave sex.
I had so much fun fitting all this into a traditional Old West story. The best part was where I lifted a character from a classic Western comedy movie and put her in my story as is, though in a slightly different situation. (A hint: the movie is not "Blazing Saddles" but it is also a very funny movie that satirizes Western tropes very effectively.)
I also had fun inventing some bordello tech in a world without steam power.
I'm also very pleased at how the cover came out. It's basically two images that have been merged to form one. I spent hours looking for the right stuff on the commercial art site I use and found these gems. It wasn't luck, really, I took some deep dives into some rabbit holes on the site to find just the art I was looking for.
And the sex scenes were fun, too. I built toward the big sex scenes by including short sexy scenes in which Matty and Arlene meet various friends in town, including one in punishment stocks who's getting vigorously "punished" at the time (she's basically free use while in the stocks) one who's a pony girl, and one who's a slave whore with a tale to tell about how she became one. By the time Matty and Arlene get tied up and have their big sex scenes with their hunky Masters, they are, well, "hot and bothered" barely describes it!
Of course, I could be lying about all this. But I'm not. Read the book and find out... I dare you!
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
My latest work is a novella, a steampunkish (steam power isn't widely in use just yet though it is being used for large industrial purposes, like pumping water out of mines) variation of the Old West. However, technology is advancing FAST, faster than anyone knows, in the Union, which is what the nascent United States is called in this timeline. Yes, it's an alternate world SF steampunkish sexual bondage erotic romance set in a variation of the Old West. Now, that's a NICHE!
(Actually, I'll call it historical erotica since that's an ACTUAL niche that really exists.)
The basic story is two friends who have just turned 18 go out for a night on the town in Parados in the Republic of Geronimo (think west Texas). Being adult women in a society where religion is pretty much just reverence for nature (and hence sex guilt tripping does not exist) and there's something called "slave medicine" that is a safe, sure, easy and effective method of birth control, they're both looking to get themselves collared and fucked.
Because of course in this alternative world everyone is also into maledom/femsub, basically master/slave sex.
I had so much fun fitting all this into a traditional Old West story. The best part was where I lifted a character from a classic Western comedy movie and put her in my story as is, though in a slightly different situation. (A hint: the movie is not "Blazing Saddles" but it is also a very funny movie that satirizes Western tropes very effectively.)
I also had fun inventing some bordello tech in a world without steam power.
I'm also very pleased at how the cover came out. It's basically two images that have been merged to form one. I spent hours looking for the right stuff on the commercial art site I use and found these gems. It wasn't luck, really, I took some deep dives into some rabbit holes on the site to find just the art I was looking for.
And the sex scenes were fun, too. I built toward the big sex scenes by including short sexy scenes in which Matty and Arlene meet various friends in town, including one in punishment stocks who's getting vigorously "punished" at the time (she's basically free use while in the stocks) one who's a pony girl, and one who's a slave whore with a tale to tell about how she became one. By the time Matty and Arlene get tied up and have their big sex scenes with their hunky Masters, they are, well, "hot and bothered" barely describes it!
Of course, I could be lying about all this. But I'm not. Read the book and find out... I dare you!
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
"Virgin Slave Girls of Parados" Is Now on Smashwords
Click here to get the novella.
My latest work is a novella, a steampunkish (steam power isn't widely in use just yet though it is being used for large industrial purposes, like pumping water out of mines) variation of the Old West. However, technology is advancing FAST, faster than anyone knows, in the Union, which is what the nascent United States is called in this timeline. Yes, it's an alternate world SF steampunkish sexual bondage erotic romance set in a variation of the Old West. Now, that's a NICHE!
(Actually, I'll call it historical erotica since that's an ACTUAL niche that really exists.)
The basic story is two friends who have just turned 18 go out for a night on the town in Parados in the Republic of Geronimo (think west Texas). Being adult women in a society where religion is pretty much just reverence for nature (and hence sex guilt tripping does not exist) and there's something called "slave medicine" that is a safe, sure, easy and effective method of birth control, they're both looking to get themselves collared and fucked.
Because of course in this alternative world everyone is also into maledom/femsub, basically master/slave sex.
I had so much fun fitting all this into a traditional Old West story. The best part was where I lifted a character from a classic Western comedy movie and put her in my story as is, though in a slightly different situation. (A hint: the movie is not "Blazing Saddles" but it is also a very funny movie that satirizes Western tropes very effectively.)
I also had fun inventing some bordello tech in a world without steam power.
I'm also very pleased at how the cover came out. It's basically two images that have been merged to form one. I spent hours looking for the right stuff on the commercial art site I use and found these gems. It wasn't luck, really, I took some deep dives into some rabbit holes on the site to find just the art I was looking for.
And the sex scenes were fun, too. I built toward the big sex scenes by including short sexy scenes in which Matty and Arlene meet various friends in town, including one in punishment stocks who's getting vigorously "punished" at the time (she's basically free use while in the stocks) one who's a pony girl, and one who's a slave whore with a tale to tell about how she became one. By the time Matty and Arlene get tied up and have their big sex scenes with their hunky Masters, they are, well, "hot and bothered" barely describes it!
Of course, I could be lying about all this. But I'm not. Read the book and find out... I dare you!
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
My latest work is a novella, a steampunkish (steam power isn't widely in use just yet though it is being used for large industrial purposes, like pumping water out of mines) variation of the Old West. However, technology is advancing FAST, faster than anyone knows, in the Union, which is what the nascent United States is called in this timeline. Yes, it's an alternate world SF steampunkish sexual bondage erotic romance set in a variation of the Old West. Now, that's a NICHE!
(Actually, I'll call it historical erotica since that's an ACTUAL niche that really exists.)
The basic story is two friends who have just turned 18 go out for a night on the town in Parados in the Republic of Geronimo (think west Texas). Being adult women in a society where religion is pretty much just reverence for nature (and hence sex guilt tripping does not exist) and there's something called "slave medicine" that is a safe, sure, easy and effective method of birth control, they're both looking to get themselves collared and fucked.
Because of course in this alternative world everyone is also into maledom/femsub, basically master/slave sex.
I had so much fun fitting all this into a traditional Old West story. The best part was where I lifted a character from a classic Western comedy movie and put her in my story as is, though in a slightly different situation. (A hint: the movie is not "Blazing Saddles" but it is also a very funny movie that satirizes Western tropes very effectively.)
I also had fun inventing some bordello tech in a world without steam power.
I'm also very pleased at how the cover came out. It's basically two images that have been merged to form one. I spent hours looking for the right stuff on the commercial art site I use and found these gems. It wasn't luck, really, I took some deep dives into some rabbit holes on the site to find just the art I was looking for.
And the sex scenes were fun, too. I built toward the big sex scenes by including short sexy scenes in which Matty and Arlene meet various friends in town, including one in punishment stocks who's getting vigorously "punished" at the time (she's basically free use while in the stocks) one who's a pony girl, and one who's a slave whore with a tale to tell about how she became one. By the time Matty and Arlene get tied up and have their big sex scenes with their hunky Masters, they are, well, "hot and bothered" barely describes it!
Of course, I could be lying about all this. But I'm not. Read the book and find out... I dare you!
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
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