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I pretty much finished the first draft of *Road to Aquibonya* yesterday. Just go a couple hundred words, maybe a thousand at most, to go on it. I never know exactly how long I have to go because I'm what writers call a "pantser" not an outliner. (A "pantser" is a writer who writes "by the seat of his (or her) pants" rather than doing an outline of the story and following the outline.) I actually do outlines of my novel length stuff, or stuff that looks like it will go novel length, nowadays, as it has certain advantages in plotting, but I'm still enough of a pantser that any outline I create changes as the work in progress progresses.


I have noticed that a lot of stories on Amazon are bieng sold as “gamelit harem” stories, or “gamelit reverse harem” stories. I am confident that Road to Aquibonya fills the bill as far as being a harem fantasy adventure erotica” story because damn: one magical guy, 13 half-succubus slavegirls, magical battles left and right, 8000-word sex scene, what the HELL else would it be?


But … is it gamelit? “Gamelit” seems fairly broadly defined: it is a story whose format fits fairly well with various tabletop and video games. Like Dungeons & Dragons and World of Warcraft. I'm not sure EXACTLY what this means, that's the issue. I feel that my story's mythology fits fairly well into D&D and WoW, but it doesn't have exactly the same mechanics as WoW or D&D. But my character does collect mana throughout the story in order to have a shot at winning the battle with the Big Boss at the end …


..what the hell. It IS a gamelit story. Whaddya know. Sometimes just asking a question gets you your answer.

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I've written another erotica short with an actual plot. When will I learn? But I did include a helluva sex scene. To wit:


People tried to warn the mage Crom Agnon when he bought a dozen Immortal slave girls at the Immortal Gardens slave auction and headed out of town on the Vanyita Trail the next day.


They told him that between the outlaws and the supernatural creatures that infested the woodlands around the trail, and most of all the dozen Immortal slave girls, that he would not survive to see the next day.


But Crom Agnon was no ordinary mage, and he had bought a dozen of the hottest, kinkiest, most dangerous slave girls known to man for a reason. Well, two reasons. One was exactly the reason you'd expect a man to have for buying hot, kinky slave girls. The other, almost rational reason was related to his plan to journey to a remote town in neighboring Aquibonya, where he would face one of the most fearsome supernatural entities known to mankind -- if he lived to get there.


Note: this story contains a sex scene that is almost 10,000 words long. Sex addiction, blindness and hairy palms are NOT the responsibility of the author or the publisher. Also, this story has been infested with humor. You have been warned! You may take such warnings lightly, but being sex addicted, blind, hairy-palmed and laughing your a** off is no way to go through life.


This story is 26,000 words long and exists outside any known universe.


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I have started outlining my novels, though the outline tends to get fairly worked over by my subconscious as I write. But when I write novellas and short stories, I'm still a seat-of-the-pants writer, which means that often, I have no idea WHAT the fuck I'm doing. I just sit down with an idea, start banging things out, and see what happens.

The amazing thing is, I think my subconscious is a better writer than my conscious mind is, and it has PLANS. Plans I have no idea of!

Take my latest story, “So This Is My Life Now ...” It was inspired by porn. Really. It was inspired by this particular porn image. (Which, being a porn image, is NSFW.) The idea was to use a striking bondage image to create a story. And I looked at it, and my mind did as it sometimes does when it sees a striking bondage image, and it created a backstory for this video (which is, in full, about a cop who gets the tables turned on her and becomes a lesbian mistress' slavegirl).

The Mistress' outfit looks kinda like a uniform, so I immediately had an idea: the Mistress is a rebel warrior and the submissive is the cop who got the tables turned, just like the video. I had a vision of the Mistress fucking the slavegirl on the table as in the video, smirking merrily, with people walking by, making the submissive feel so humiliated, with her huge tits squished against the table and her round ass hanging over the edge, tied down and gagged … oh, it was nice.

So then I start writing, and I start writing about a skinny corporate executive buying an implant that gives you dreams that are experienced like real life, from a snarky, class-conscious, non-sentient salesbot.

What the fuck? Where the hell did that come from? I have no idea. But I keep writing because I kinda wanna know. And because, while on a few occasions when something like this happens, it's gone nowhere, most of the time I come up with a better story than I anticipated.

And damned if this wasn't what happened here, because this story turned out to ask the question, “What if your fantasies were better than real life in every respect?” It dealt with the nature of dreams and reality, how they are experienced and how they affect you. The story got into the erotica very fast, in fact, almost all of this story is erotica, with tons of lesbian domination and submission and public sex, nudity, bondage and humiliation – all the good stuff. Stuff that's better than real life ...


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June Jetson was just an ordinary executive, single and married to her job in a time when jobs were becoming increasingly scarce. Head of a corporate human relations department, she discovers that many of her company's lower tier employees are unaccountably happy. They shouldn't be happy: her corporation, like most, is cutting wages and extending hours for the ever-shrinking pool of employees it hasn't yet fired.

So what makes these wretches so happy? A bit of research leads June to discover that her happier employees are all customers of companies like Your Fantasies Unlimited. June decides to conduct some personal research, and life gets very strange when she discovers Mistress Suzy, a Lesbian Janissary of the Thongan Resistance, a dominant warrior woman who knows exactly how to make submissive June bend to her every whim.

What will happen to June? Can she cling to her rung on the ever more precarious corporate ladder when she discovers an erotic fantasy world that is so much better, so much more fulfilling, more thrilling, and just as real, as her “real life?”

“So This Is My Life Now” is mostly erotica. But it's also science fiction. And it's social commentary. All bundled into one juicy story that will grab you by the genitals and fling you in to the future!

“So This Is My Life Now” is also just over 10,000 words long and part of the Basic universe. Enjoy!

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Cerberus was the name the billionaire known only as The Master gave to his private harem. It consisted of three women (four if you counted their trainer).

There was Cerberus One, light and lively, a dancer, a bundle of energy for whom sex was a game to challenge her boundless energy and sexuality.

Cerberus Two was a calm, cool, collected type who liked nothing more than a glass of wine and a book and a long, slow day to enjoy both – and who was more than willing to do all sorts of sexually degrading things to give herself the time and comfort she loved.

Cerberus Three was a rural gal who had made the mistake of falling in love with the billionaire Master who ruled them all.

And the First Girl, Nina, the one who was Named, ran them like clocks for the Master whose money kept the whole game going. Sometimes girls left, but there were always new heads ready to grow on the thing that was Cerberus.

And there was the Master, playful and sexually charged. He knew what he wanted from the women he bought and he took it. His demands were easy by the standards of the kinky pros he hired, but he had a streak of cruelty that he reserved for the one who loved him.

Visit the world of Cerberus One and get to know the world of pleasure, humiliation and degradation that the elite women of a billionaire's harem live in. It's a contemporary erotic thriller that will leave you on the edge … just as the Master likes to leave his slaves on the edge …

This novelette, the first in the Cerberus series, is just over 10,000 words long.

Cerberus Two: The billionaire's pet known only as Cerberus Two had a secret, and it was a lulu ...



When you're a sex slave for pay in the harem of a billionaire, you have to be prepared for just about anything. Because with the kind of money the Master had, if he fantasized about it, he could have it.

Certainly, the Master had Cerberus Two, at least, as long as the money kept flowing. All she needed to be happy was a glass of wine, a good book and a growing bank account.

But Master had a fantasy that was so out there that it was scaring their trainer. And that frightened Two. Because Two had a secret. And it was a lulu. If anything bad happened, her secret would almost certainly lead to suspicion being directed at her.

The sane thing to do would be to talk Master out of it. But when Master is an alpha male and a billionaire, he isn't easily swayed by anyone, much less his sex toy women.

Like everyone else in the world, it seems, they were helpless before a billionaire's power. She could handle and even enjoy the kinky, degrading sex games the Master got up to with them, but now something stupid and dangerous was waiting in the wings. And Two feared that it was also … inevitable.

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When the economic side effects of coronavirus destroyed her family's boiled peanut empire, the womane who would become Cerberus Three made a huge personal sacrifice. As a result of her sacrifice, she met Nina, harem mistress for the alpha male billionaire whom she would learn to call the Master.

Three joined the harem gladly, happy to gbe a slavegirl to the Master, and it was the most wonderful experience ever, at first. The kinky games the Master played with her and the other harem slaves suited Three just fine. But over time she changed and the changes she went through led to events that threatened the existence of Cerberus itself.

Enjoy the exciting conclusion of the Cerberus stories!

This story is 38,000 words long..

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The alpha male billionaire known only as the Master knew what he wanted from women, and he was willing and able to pay for the very best. He hired a woman wrangler named Nina to create a harem for him. The harem was called “Cerberus” because the women who made up the “heads” of Cerberus, known only by their numbers, were as replaceable as the heads of the mythical hound.

But the women who made up Cerberus were human beings first and concubines-for-pay second, and each of them was a unique and original person. Cerberus One was a dancing beauty, with a body that just wouldn't quit and a mind that was as sharp as her moves were smooth. Cerberus Two was a catlike woman, a classic beauty who looked like she stepped out of an oil painting, and a mind that hid a huge secret. Cerberus Three was a mountain girl, raised in Bug Tussle, Tennessee, the classic red-hot lady of the night with a heart of gold.

Even though the Master's billions gave him every advantage in his relationship with his three concubines, there are some lines even a billionaire shouldn't cross. But just try and tell an alpha male billionaire “no.” All of these strong personalities will combine explosively in a climax that's full of BDSM chills and thrills!

This book includes Cerberus One, Cerberus Two and Cerberus Three, a trilogy that is over 58,000 words long.

Get the story here on Amazon $2.99 or free if you have Kindle Unlimited

When I first started writing “A Love Beyond the Struggle” I thought I was going to write a billionaire rape story for publication on Smashwords. In fact the working title for it was “billionaire rape story.” I was writing to market, hurrah!

Unfortunately, it didn't end up that way. Early on, it got changed, though I wasn't aware of how drastically it was going to change.

After a bit of thought, I decided on Nero Wolfe as the model for my billionaire. Clearly, he'd make a GREAT billionaire, ruthless variety. But I couldn't do an exact Nero Wolfe map, even if I wanted to. Nero Wolfe had a finely developed moral sense, he was not a kidnapper or anything like it. Archie Goodwin, even more so.

So I came up with a darker Nero Wolfe, the billionaire Colin Whitworth. He maintains a harem of kidnapped women on his private island to keep him entertained while he makes his billions from green energy.

The idea here is to make Whitworth a force of nature thanks to all his money and power. He's so powerful that his sexual whims, illegal or not, ethical or not, get enacted, and there's no accountability for him at all … his money ensure it.

So his assistant Garth Goodwin (an Archie Goodwin analog, of course) would be a counterpoint to Whitworth who sees his amorality clearly but still enables it. Garth wouldn't be involved in the harem at all, other than helping with acquisitions and disposals. He would be the romantic lead.

And at some point after I came up with that dynamic for the story, I realized that I could write it for Amazon by having all the harem sexual action occur offscreen, in essence. Garth might know all that goes on in the harem, but he wouldn't describe any of it in any detail, not being deeply interested in it.

Which I realized makes for an EVEN BETTER story, because I can make the story chock full of fantasy fuel for harem bondage sexual fantasies, without having to describe any of them (hence complying with Amazon’s rule against nonconsensual erotica). All the nasty, dirty kinky sex stuff can occur in the reader’s nasty, dirty mind.

Sweet!

And that's when the story because a romance, specifically a dark romance. And of course, a very DIFFERENT kind of dark romance. I think it's an interesting and original story of a sort I've never written before. I've written other works that aren't erotica: “Slave Girls Of Outer Space,” “The Visitor From Incel World” and “The Love Invasion” but they were all basically science fiction adventures. This is a straight-up romance with no explicit sex whatsoever but SOOO much fantasy fuel. (Very Gorean, in fact, though Gor DOES have its sex scenes.) Will it work? Who knows?

You'll have to buy it and see what you think, if you like a dark romance. It’s $2.99 on Amazon or free if you have Kindle Unlimited.

Here's the Amazon Link
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B1B6FL78

Here's the Smashwords Link
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...

Here's the blurb:

“I know oligarchs can get away with almost anything, but setting off nukes under oil wells has to be the one thing not even an oligarch could get away with.”

Those were Honey Trapps’ words when she first heard abut Jacques Ledoux. Ledoux was Louisiana third generation oil wealth, a man who believed in himself but who probably should not have. He had already squandered a great deal of money on various unsuccessful schemes, so much that he was now only immensely wealthy instead of insanely wealthy. And Ledoux’s latest scheme looked like a desperate attempt to recoup his losses.

There were also rumors in the wealthy BDSM circles that Honey Trapp traveled in that some subs who scened with Ledoux never scened with anybody again. When the Initiative asks her to join Ledoux’s harem and get the goods on his nuke scheme in the most sexually submissive way possible, Honey doesn’t want to go. She has a rule about not subbing for even the most alpha male doms if they have bad reports from other subs, and subs who vanish is about as bad as the reports can get.

But Ledoux is rich and connected and hides his secrets well, if the rumors are even true. Only Honey’s unique skills at working her way into a dom’s heart via organs located elsewhere on his anatomy can worm the secrets out of him.

It’s Honey’s most dangerous assignment yet, filled with intrigue, danger and much sexually submissive hanky-panky in Ledoux’s harem. Sex, adventure and intrigue abound as Honey risks her person and her fortune to stop an oligarch from precipitating a nuclear disaster.

This novel is just over 43,000 words in length and is part of the Honey Trapp series.