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My wedding night was supposed to be sweet, loving and special.

I guess my husband had other ideas.

When had he become so commanding, asking me to strip for him, to obey his every word?

And why is it so god damn hot?

I really didn't know what it meant to become a perfect wife until Joseph showed me.

Marriage is going to change me more than anyone ever said it could.

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EXCERPT:

“Annie,” he sighed in exasperation, “a good wife, a perfect wife, doesn't question her husband. She just obeys. Don't you want to obey me?”

My chest was tight, like my heart was growing too big to fit in my ribs. Was I actually getting excited by all of this? What harm is there in playing along? Timid, I let my mouth fall open for him.

He started gentle, sliding the toy around my mouth, dipping it inside to stroke my tongue. I can't lie, it was strangely erotic to have him playing with me like that.

Maybe I have an oral fixation and I didn't even know it.

Suddenly, he pulled away from me. I felt empty, like he'd taken something sweet from me. Joseph moved, sliding down to my feet. “Roll over, get on your belly,” he commanded.

My blood was becoming lava. Roll over? Am I a dog, now? There was no room to debate it. Instead of wasting time, I flipped onto my stomach, aware I was wearing nothing but my panties.

His shadow fell over me, voice scalding on my temple. “Open again,” he said. Swallowing uneasily, I did as he asked. “Now bite down.”

The rubber texture of the dildo slid across my tongue, but I obeyed. The rush that flowed through my body as I closed my teeth made my toes curl. I didn't even care that the hard object tasted awful.

Joseph brushed his fingers over my hair, smiling down on me in his wicked way. “Good girl. Now don't drop it, you'll need to hold onto that until I say otherwise. If not...” He traced the dip of my nude back, walking around to stand behind me. “Well. Let's say there'll be consequences.”

I shivered, not sure if I was nervous, excited, or both.

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All Phil wants to do is quit smoking. When his coworker, Grant, offers him an option that sounds too good to be true... he's rightfully skeptical.

How can listening to a CD cure his addiction?

Willing to try anything, Phil humors the man and plays the CD as he sleeps.

It seems to work, but now he has a new problem. When he thinks about smoking, he craves something else entirely. Something far more filthy and obscene.

Can Phil reclaim control over his own desires, or will his ache for his male coworker prove to be too much for him to resist?

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Marco has always considered himself to be straight. 
That is, until an intimate massage from his roommate, Quinn, starts to make him wonder. Confused and concerned by the sudden lust for his male friend, Marco finds it harder and harder to resist the handsome blonde. 
Is it the massage that's driving him wild, or something more? 
Unable to control his sudden, aching need, Marco doesn't know what to do. 
Another massage may give him the solution. 

This story is 7,400 words of first time gay experiences, detailed scenes with slow build up, and much more!


Excerpt:

Quinn must have sensed my rising worry. “Try to relax,” he instructed me, sliding up the backs of my thighs. That didn't help me to calm down, not at all. Up he went, then down again, keeping a consistent tempo.

It went on like that for some time, the blackness of my eyelids keeping me from holding onto how long he'd been massaging me. All I knew was that the insistent ache in my core was growing.

I need to stop this, somehow... somehow I need to ask him to stop. My body was beginning to feel sluggish, resisting my internal desire to flee. Quinn was doing something to me, I just couldn't put it into words. Every delightful rub of his fingers over my flesh was turning me on, making me weaker.

He kept stopping at the top of my hamstrings, only just brushing the outside of my briefs. It sent goosebumps down my thighs every time, the tiny hairs standing up so fiercely it was close to painful. I heard my own breathing in my ears, a rumble like thunderclouds.

“You want me to go higher?” he asked me, close to the nape of my neck.

I don't know, I don't know anymore. My brain was so very fuzzy, I licked my lips and said nothing. Perhaps my silence was the answer he needed.

The answer I needed.

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When Emme set out into the world, the young woman simply wanted to find adventure.
Unfortunately, with the help of a few superstitious villagers, she soon found much more.
Bound and left in the middle of an ominous forest, Emme thinks her biggest problem is untying the ropes holding her down.
That is, until a pair of ember-hot eyes appear out of the darkness, announcing the real threat awaiting her in the quiet woods.
The dragon has come calling, and he expects his sacrifice.

This 5,300 word story contains explicit content that may offend some people. The scenes inside include erotically detailed dragon sex, forced orgasms from slippery tongues and tails, as well as some completely stretched gooey body parts.




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Excerpt:

Shaking from scalp to toes, I watched as Gollan slid his talon down the ropes holding my legs together. The binds split like dry grass, falling away and leaving only red marks in their wake. Sighing in relief, I stretched my limbs to take out the muscle aches.
However, my relief was short lived.
Lowering his snout to my thighs, the best inhaled deeply, taking in my scent like it was a fine perfume. The warm air tickled, his tongue tickled more. Quickly, the appendage slid down my creamy thighs, slipping inwards.
“Hey!” I gasped, unsure what he was thinking. “S—stop that! That's not...”
Chuckling, the dragon crouched down before me like a sphinx. I was prone, my arms still bound behind me, so I could do little but sit there and argue. Gollan knew that, he knew that even if I had been completely free, I was still no match for his vast strength and size.
Again, he rolled his tongue up my leg, following every curve until he hit the hem of my sleeping gown. In one motion, he pushed it higher, exposing the ivory panties I wore beneath. “Adorable,” he mused, setting a hot blush alive on my cheeks.
“You can't look there,” I pleaded, unsure what to do about this sudden twist.

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Follows the events in Servicing the CEO, but can be read as a stand-alone story!

Ever since meeting the powerful CEO, Deane Corvac, Miles's life has been turned inside out.

After being forced to take part in perverted yet arousing instructions, the young man thinks he's ready to fight against whatever might come next.

He could never have seen himself becoming hungry for more of the wild, sexual demands that Deane forces on him.

Alone with his new boss in Paris, can Miles make sense of the intense desires another man has started inside of him? Or will he simply crumble under the demands, no longer able to fight the lust Corvac creates?

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Excerpt:

“Tsk,” he admonished me, giving my bare skin another smack. “Don't act so oblivious, Miles.” Standing straight, he moved to the bedside table. My eyes followed him, landing on what seemed to be a bottle of something I hadn't noticed before, as well as a bowl of...

“Are those marbles?” I asked, squinting at the pretty blue glass beads.

Corvac smirked, pulling the table closer until he could sit at the foot of the bed by my feet, yet still reach everything. Lifting one of the balls, he held it to the light. “Essentially, though they have one little difference.” Tilting it so I could see easier, I realized there was a small hole through the center of the cherry-sized ball.

An uneasy feeling twirled in my gut. “What are those for?”

My boss just grinned.

Lifting the bottle, he squirted something viscous and clear over his fingers. Facing me, Corvac made no pretense on where he was heading.

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When given a choice between fighting just to stay alive, or languishing in a new life that promises both food and safety, it shouldn't be hard to choose.

Yet, what if that new life comes with a price far more confusing than bloody knuckles or an empty stomach?

Jackal, forever stuck in the depressing world of The Ring, a place where fighters struggle till they die...

He's given such a choice.

Offered the chance to become a pleasure slave by the enigmatic man known as Seliun, Jackal must decide if he can truly allow himself to become a toy, to meet his Master's perverted whims, when he himself isn't even interested in men.

Oddly, his new Master doesn't seem to think that Jackal's lack of lust for men will be a problem at all.

Can Jackal fight off the strange new urges his Master brings out in him? Or would it be better to simply give in to the confusing pleasures Seliun seeks?

Contains themes such as BDSM, male slavery, first time gay sex, cock rings and orgasm denial, as well as reluctant anal play and rough sex.

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Excerpt:

It went on like that for some time, Seliun placing a small nibble of deliciousness into Jackal's mouth, and the former fighter allowing it begrudgingly. He hated such casual insult, there was less honor in this than the Ring even had. But, as those deft fingers teased his wet tongue, his eager lips, he couldn't deny it was exciting him in a way far beyond inappropriate.

When his master offered his fingers a final time, Jackal didn't realize there was no food to be had. Stunned, he stared into that tan face, feeling finger tips resting past his teeth. The word that came, that command, was so sharp and demanding that Jackal knew this was not someone who was used to being denied. “Suck.”

At first, he did nothing, his brain battling with the request.

Suck them? I...

Eyes blue as ice, cold and bordering on cruel, stared him down. Nervously, reluctantly, Jackal wrapped his lips around those fingers and began to suckle. Seliun's grin was wide, his tone low, burning. “Good, good boy. Yes, now use your tongue.”

Jackal knew his cheeks were on fire, but he rolled his tongue over the objects in his mouth, shivering when Seliun wriggled them around. Those digits explored his wet flesh, stroking his taste buds and reminded the man of something salty. The contact was bold, teasing, and in a flash the spike of arousal made his cock twitch.

No, no, this is happening too fast.

Seliun grazed the shape of his teeth, then slow as sap, dragged his hand free of Jackal's lips. To his surprise and shame, the man heard himself gasp, hanging on a second longer as he tried to keep sucking his master's fingers.

The man above gave him a wild, amused smirk; Jackal shivered and looked away in a hurry.

What is this, why is he exciting me like this so easily?

It was impossible to deny, his manhood was swelling, and all he could hope was that Seliun did not see. But with his simple loin cloth, the man knew if he spread his knees or moved at all, his cock was bound to be visible where it pressed painfully at the front of the cloth.

“You're good with your mouth,” Seliun purred, and it did nothing to make the other man feel any better. “And you thought you wouldn't be a good fit here.”

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Miles has never had it easy, but for once, things seem to be going his way.

He's working at his dream job, even if his co-workers mistreat him, and he has an apartment in the big city, though it costs him a fortune.

Things are looking up for certain.

That is, until he runs into his boss, and accidentally offends the powerful man. Becoming the target of someone so domineering, so controlling, it's not a situation Miles ever imagined. But now, his boss is blackmailing him, asking him to do things he'd never try otherwise.

Worse, as much as he hates it all, he's starting to like the sexual torture. His boss is far too good at making him groan and squeal.

Can Miles resist crumbling in the hands of a man like Deane Corvac, someone so set on making the young designer break and beg on his knees?

Servicing the CEO is 10,600 words of first time reluctant gay sex, blackmail to obey a controlling boss, orgasm denial, forced orgasms through remote controlled sex toys in public, and rough anal.

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Excerpt:

The club was quiet, no doubt due to the time of day. I imagined most people, rich or not, would still be working on a weekday. No one gave me a passing glance, so I headed further in, eventually finding a long hall that turned from carpet to tile. This has to be the place. I hadn't gone far, my heels clomping crisply, when something strange began to happen.

The butt plug began to vibrate.

Gasping, I nearly collapsed right there, hands gripping the wall to keep me steady. What the hell!? Stunned, a hiss of delight passed my lips as the toy continued to buzz deep in my twitching ass. Alone in the long hall, no one to see or hear me, I trembled with the rush of tingles.

Impossible... how...

The plug grew, stretching me slightly, enough to make me aware it had gotten bigger. Panting, I hung my head, watching a drop of sweat hit the floor. The device was coming alive, bringing me dangerously close to a place I did not want to go. The very idea of cumming from Corvac's perverted game was horrifying, yet...

I'm so close, fuck, if I just... Reaching down, my hand brushed across my pulsing hard-on, a whimper croaking free. Distracted, I didn't notice him until he ran a finger down my spine.

“Something wrong, Miles?”

Jumping, I spun so hard I slammed into the wall, eyes finding the smug face of Deane standing where I had just been.

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Young, handsome, but ultimately unlucky, Caleb is having the worse week of his life.

He's heard that his boss plans to fire him, and so, full of defiance and pride, he decides to find a way to quit in a blaze of glory before he can even be cut loose.

A suggestion from a friend coaxes Caleb into a tattoo shop, something that should have been silly and exciting, but instead, becomes his entrance into a dark world he never imagined.

Waking up in a strange bed, a bandage around his neck, he peels it away to reveal something both twisted and foreboding.

Caleb has been branded.

Claimed by a man who's name rings no bells, what answers await him as the foggy memory of the night before begins to clear?

His path to becoming a slave has been chosen for him, what lies ahead in wait?

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Excerpt:

“More so,” he went on, studying his gloved fingers idly, “you will understand that men will ask you to do things you, apparently, have never done. It may make you nervous, or uncomfortable, but honestly it doesn't matter.” His smile was tight, I doubted he felt much sympathy for me. “You'll need to get over your pride and accept your position, if we are to make this work, and you are to come out of it without putting yourself and your family in a gutter.”

Inside, it was like I had swallowed a hot rock, it sat heavy and made me sweat.

“So,” he said, setting the cup on the table. “Let's begin testing your ability to follow directions. Come here, kneel in front of me.”

Recalling the slap from Taro, I inhaled into my belly to steel my nerves, and forced my bare feet to carry me forward. Clumsily, I knelt before him, the carpet soft on my skin.

“Good, though that wasn't the hard part,” he laughed. Sitting up, he unbuttoned his red jacket, carefully folding it over the top of the sofa. Beneath, he wore a white button-down, long sleeved and rather normal. “I want you to open my trousers, Caleb.”

My jaw dropped, everything in me tensing at once. Shit, this is it, I should have known. With all the talk about 'obeying' and the comments on what was expected of me, it should have been more obvious. I should have been more prepared.

I wasn't.

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A wistful day gone wrong, a surprise capture by intimidating barbarians, and so begins Relon's sordid adventure.

Young, innocent, he quickly learns that what lays ahead of him is a perverted array of lessons and training, all for the purpose of teaching him how to become the perfect sex slave.

His new Master, Hintur, who's purpose is to initially train the man to service the barbarian king, finds himself becoming attached, and protective, of Relon. An attraction that should never be, and that quickly spirals out of control.

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EXCERPT:

Suddenly, the horse stopped, and with it went Hintur's wonderful touch. Baffled, I looked up at him, despair clear on my face.

“Shh,” he scolded, sliding from the steed, his hands instantly winding around my waist to move me down with him. “I can't let you ruin your one outfit with a load of sticky seed, boy. Who knows how long you'll need it.” I didn't have a chance to comment, he shoved me to the grass on my stomach.

The horse didn't move much, but it gave a snort, edging back, ignoring us as it nibbled the greenery.

Hintur dug his grip into my hair, forcing my cheek to the ground violently. It was confusing, I knew he had a brutish streak in him, but I had assumed it had been mostly for show back at the barbarian camp. But here, clearly, he was enjoying himself as he held me to the earth.

His teeth found my neck, nipping enough to thrill me, but not hurt. “Lad, you'll have to enjoy what I can give you right now, we won't be stopping again for some time.” He hoisted the hem of my tunic up, baring my legs and ass to the cool air. It was pushed over my head, tussling my hair and leaving me nude.

Though I was being crushed into the grass, the fresh scent vibrant to my exhilarated senses, I still tried to arch my spine, to push back into the warm heat of his body over mine. Hintur chuckled, the sharp crack of his palm smacking my rear, eliciting a yelp from me. The sound of laces sliding on each other cut the air, the music of his trousers coming untied.

“Excited, are you?” Something hot, stiff, slid along the crevice of my ass, prodding my pliant flesh.

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Relon and Hintur think they can escape the cruel hands of the barbarians and their chief, but they realize their mistake when the clan catches up to them during a brief sexual interlude.

Caught off guard and captured, the former sex slave expects he'll be forced to endure more humiliating torture, however, that fate is no longer reserved just for him. Hintur, having betrayed chief Tarlow, isn't going to be allowed to resume a normal life among the other men.

With revenge in his cruel eyes, Tarlow drags the pair back to the encampment, prepared to put them through whatever perverted acts his sadistic heart desires. Can the pair make it through such a shameful, terrible event with their pride in tact?

This erotic story is 11,600 words of reluctant gay sex, rough BDSM, double penetration, intense anal sex, anal plug play, forced oral and sexual humiliation.

WARNING, FOR ADULTS ONLY

EXCERPT:

Suddenly, the horse stopped, and with it went Hintur's wonderful touch. Baffled, I looked up at him, despair clear on my face.

“Shh,” he scolded, sliding from the steed, his hands instantly winding around my waist to move me down with him. “I can't let you ruin your one outfit with a load of sticky seed, boy. Who knows how long you'll need it.” I didn't have a chance to comment, he shoved me to the grass on my stomach.

The horse didn't move much, but it gave a snort, edging back, ignoring us as it nibbled the greenery.

Hintur dug his grip into my hair, forcing my cheek to the ground violently. It was confusing, I knew he had a brutish streak in him, but I had assumed it had been mostly for show back at the barbarian camp. But here, clearly, he was enjoying himself as he held me to the earth.

His teeth found my neck, nipping enough to thrill me, but not hurt. “Lad, you'll have to enjoy what I can give you right now, we won't be stopping again for some time.” He hoisted the hem of my tunic up, baring my legs and ass to the cool air. It was pushed over my head, tussling my hair and leaving me nude.

Though I was being crushed into the grass, the fresh scent vibrant to my exhilarated senses, I still tried to arch my spine, to push back into the warm heat of his body over mine. Hintur chuckled, the sharp crack of his palm smacking my rear, eliciting a yelp from me. The sound of laces sliding on each other cut the air, the music of his trousers coming untied.

“Excited, are you?” Something hot, stiff, slid along the crevice of my ass, prodding my pliant flesh.

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Chipping away at a few new stories, including the second in the Red Door Doms series! I'm exhausted, but gotta keep going!

I might drink too much coffee. Or is it... not enough? Hmmmm.

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After his first day of rough, humiliating training as a sex slave, Relon has learned many things.

Mostly, he's come to understand that barbarians do not like to be denied what they desire.

Taken in and taught by the fierce, red bearded Hintur, it becomes clear the barbarian doesn't want to share his new toy with anyone else. Relon can't help but agree, he doesn't want to be passed around to the other men of the clan.

The plan Hintur comes up with sounds promising to the naive young man, until he sees the wooden stocks that will lock him in place and expose him before the hungry eyes of the clan.

If Hintur can put on a good enough show, the chief seems keen to give Relon to him as his personal slave. But what kind of display can satisfy such cruel men? Forced to endure sexual manipulation that leaves him begging and vulnerable, Relon doesn't know what to expect next.

When it's all said and done, how will he feel about the dominant man who's managed to confuse not only his body, but his heart?

This erotic story is 8,500 words of reluctant gay sex, rough BDSM, forced orgasms, intense anal sex, anal plug play, forced oral and public humiliation.

WARNING, FOR ADULTS ONLY

EXCERPT:

Hintur bent over me, his shadow drawing my attention back to his serious face. “Boy, those men out there want to fuck you. But you're wrong if you think you're safe in here with me. Before every other man fills that tight hole of yours with his cum, I'm planning to have it first.”

My heart throbbed, but the worse part wasn't his lecherous threat, it was how it made my cock start to stiffen with desire. No, calm down, you don't want this! Did you forget, after everything, how you're not interested in men?

Trying to convince myself was difficult, especially in the wake of how I had behaved and reacted last night when confronted by the hard pricks of the two barbarians. Hintur had done many things to me, but he was right, he hadn't fucked my ass. That had been reserved for the chief, but now...

Now it was apparently not off limits.

His lips coiled up at the edges, a smile that spoke of his intent. I wondered what time it was, perhaps an odd thought considering what I was facing, but... Inward, I was bitterly amused by the fact I had spent all day yesterday enduring the sexual wiles of this man, and today, I would awaken and begin it anew.

“Prepare me, boy,” he said, his thumbs hooking in the top of his pants. My eyes went there, to the hint of his bulge, my mouth going dry. When I did nothing, he reached out, grabbing my scalp and yanking me across the floor. Yelping in shock, I tried to resist, but he was far too strong. Easily, he crushed my face against his loins, growling low and raw.

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Getting tied up in sticky situations has always been a problem for Juliana Flite.

Determined, but down on her luck, the young painter is at the end of her rope trying to make a living in the sunny, but unforgiving, city of LA. Things have never been easy for the red head, her middle name could have been 'clumsy.' No one has ever shown much interest in her art, or given her a chance.

At least, no one before Bennet Dalen.

Catching her in the middle of working on her newest painting, he stuns her buy purchasing everything in her gallery, then tops it with an offer to buy a commission for his home. It seems perfect, maybe a bit strange, but Juliana finally sees the twinkle of success.

There's just one rule.

Bennet runs a private event beneath his house, a type of entertainment that Juliana is absolutely forbidden from viewing. As long as she never goes through that mysterious, alluring red door at the foot of his stairs, everything will be fine.

Unfortunately for the two of them, Juliana has never been good at resisting.

When she sees what goes on beyond that simple door, and meets the alluring, intimidating Dom known as Master Onyx, she's pulled into a world so unlike what she's ever imagined. He captivates Juliana, tugs at her hidden, submissive side, and makes her worried what will happen if she stays too long in such a place.

Will Bennet discover she's broken his rules, or will she unravel the secret he's never wanted anyone to know? Between the tempting touch of Onyx, and the intriguing mystery of her host, can she ever leave that place, or is it Juliana's fate to be Always Tied Up?

ALWAYS TIED UP is 29,400 words, and Book 1 in the Red Door Doms series.

Working on New Things

Heyo!

So, I'm swamped in juggling a few books at once right now. I am very, very excited for all of them, though!

I can't wait to share the one that will be released next, and will try to toss a preview up here soon. <3


For now, I'll keep chugging this coffee, and typing until my back aches.

Maybe I'll take another long bath. I... I might be addicted to baths.

(My guilty pleasure is Lush, what can I say?)


OKAY BACK TO WORK!

Rough Merman Erotica

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The ocean was quiet, peaceful, and beautiful all at once.

Soon, for one young woman, that would all change.

Caught off guard by a creature of the deep, a monster she's never encountered before, Siena realizes she's in no position to battle a merman in its own territory. What's worse, she's been paralyzed by his fins, and now sits the line between drowning in the cold ocean, or giving in to the humanoid's dark requests.

This 5,500 word story is full of explicit content that may offend some people. The scenes inside include erotically detailed merman sex, underwater forced tongue play, blackmail, and risky situations.

WARNING, ADULT CONTENT

Excerpt:

The fingers inched down her thigh, tracing over her cool skin, and amazing her with how well she could feel it all, when she could hardly move her muscles. It was like being paralyzed, but aware of everything. The merman dragged a claw over the edge of her panties, and she blushed furiously, understanding his target.

She knew, in a humiliating moment of clarity, that her underwear would not only be stuck to her skin from being soaked, but that they might as well have been see-through, considering they were white.

He spread two fingers, running them down the front of her pelvis, outlining the shape of her lower lips. His hand rolled up, doing the same in reverse, just making lazy 'v' lines over her loins.

Siena was quickly becoming concerned, her body warming all too fast. The tingle in her belly from earlier, it spread down her thighs and towards her toes.

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Been busting my butt to get things done, but wanted to let you all know that the newest Monster Hunter Conquest story is on its way!

Here's a little preview from the current rough of;

Yielding to the Merman:

The thing held her arms at her sides, impossibly strong, and finally she could see through the haze of water that had coated her half closed eyes.

There, watching her from a mere foot away, was a creature she had never seen. Humanoid, but entirely not human, all she could see was its face. Large eyes that were all pupil, skin white as milk, it was hairless and shiny all at once. The nostrils were almost hidden slits, and when she wondered why, the bright red gills on its neck fluttered like wings.

This was the merman, she had no doubt.

Wildly, Siena struggled, but the monster had a hold on her like iron. Crushed against what was now, clearly, the cliff face behind her, she could get no purchase with her legs in the water. Kicking out, she landed a blow on something solid in the liquid below, but the merman didn't seem harmed. Her muscles were exhausted, far more than they should have been, her legs heavy where they dangled.

Instead, it smiled, and she got a stomach clenching look at the jagged teeth inside.

“Hello, pretty thing,” he purred, his voice musical and sweet. It was enough that it stunned her, her muscles going slack as she coughed, her throat still on fire.

“You... you can talk?”

Laughing, a sound she never wanted to hear again, the merman tilted his head and peered at her closely. “Of course. Is that surprising?”

I never expect the monsters to talk. But she scowled, her shock slowly replaced by a mixture of anger and fear. “Let me go, release me!”

“You don't want me to do that,” he frowned, giving her arms a gentle squeeze. The contact made her tremble, but Siena shook her head, wet hair flying around.

“I said let me go, let me go right now!”

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New Gay Sex Slave Tale

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 In such peaceful seasons, there should have been little to worry about besides lazy summer weather. Falling asleep should never be a risky, yet the young man would realize quickly, when the sound of horses pulled him from his nap, that he had made a grave mistake.

Captured by barbarians, Relon assumes they'll kill him for sport. His confusion grows when one of the intimidating men promises they have better uses for his young body.

Soon, his new Master begins teaching him how to behave as a sex slave, and no complaining from Relon will stop these depraved lessons.

The barbarians don't care that he claims to dislike men, they'll teach him what his sweet mouth and virgin hole are good for in due time.

This erotic story is 11,696 words of reluctant first time gay sex, rough BDSM, forced orgasms, intense virgin anal sex, anal bead play and cock ring orgasm denial.

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EXCERPT:

Getting up was difficult, my knees kept wobbling. When I stood, Tarlow actually placed his hand on my chest, halting me a moment. “Wait,” he breathed, “let me look at you.” I was acutely aware of my cock-head poking into view, the precum leaving a wet spot on the cloth below the ridge. He circled me like a wolf, chuckling when he saw me from behind.

His hand clasped my shoulder, making me jump. The other slid down my spine, flicking the ring where it was nestled in the circle of my rear entrance. “I see Hintur sent you here with a gift for me. Bend over the chair, like I said.”

I did it begrudgingly, my hands gripping the hard surface as I hung my head. The access I was giving him, it terrified me what he would do with it.

The chief pressed up behind me, his presence encompassing and intense. He was like a storm ready to break on me, and I hoped I could weather it. His hands rubbed down my back, onto my ass cheeks where he squeezed. He was rough, no doubt leaving bruises for the future.

He thumbed the ring sticking out of me, teasing around it, before he gave it a slight tug. My gasp was breathy, I wanted to hold in any sound, but it was clear I couldn't. Not when he was touching me like this.

“Are you into men, Relon?” He asked casually, pulling on the ring. The beads slid, one of them starting to almost break free of my tight ring of muscle. I panted, grunting, and couldn't answer him. Tarlow reached under me, brushing my straining cock with a chuckle. “Answer me.”

Swallowing, I fought through my haze of lust and confusion. “N-no... I'm not.”

“No?” His snort was derisive, and he gave my shaft a hard squeeze. “Then what's this all about?”

A Lactation Fantasy

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Freya's plan is simple.

Join a gym, get in shape, and land the fitness model job of her dreams.

Her personal trainer, Drake, seems amazing, and he has strict instructions for her to follow. With everything lined up correctly, she should be getting lean and tight in no time flat!

But, while her body is changing, it isn't in the way she imagined. Why are none of her bras fitting anymore, and why are her nipples so tender and sensitive?

Something is causing her to have filthy dreams, as well as sky rocketing her arousal. Through it all, her trainer insists she come to the gym, and that she drinks the strange protein shakes he provides.

Can Drake somehow be causing her to transform, and if so, what is he after?

This erotic story is 7,970 words of forced lactation, public humiliation, breast expansion, reluctant milking, and orgasm denial.

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EXCERPT:

Biting my lip sideways, I knelt on the ground and stretched out on my stomach. My breasts squished into the floor, making it awkward for me to lay my face on the pillow. My chest is in the way, ugh.

My irritation flowed away when Drake sat on the middle of my back, a gentle pressure that still made my heart flutter. His fingers were strong, precise, digging into my muscles deliciously. It was only minutes before I was groaning, enjoying the sensation.

Perhaps, honestly, a bit too much.

I knew something was wrong when he started massaging my lower back. The ripples went through my core, straight into my pussy. The contact was turning me on, and realizing that was making it worse. My nipples, pressed into the hard floor, felt teased, aching for attention.

Every stroke of his hands made me tremble, my breathing quickening. The warmth tingled in my chest, the wetness flowing abruptly. Oh, fuck, no! Milk is coming out again!

Drake was oblivious, concentrating on working me out. “Roll over so I can stretch your legs, now.”

I didn't want to, I knew what he would see if I did. But he nudged me gently, insistent, and I obeyed. 

Reluctant Forced Gay Experience!

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James isn't gay, he really isn't.

So then, why is he dreaming about another man, and the way his cock twitches and flexes, begging to be tasted? What's making him crave the foreign sensation of another man's shaft in his mouth, even after he wakes up?

When he meets the stranger from his dreams, at a coffee shop of all places, he's stunned. Will things change, or will he give in to the frightening temptation, the dark promise of unique pleasures that have been tormenting him in his sleep?

5,900 words of first time gay, anal play, reluctant and forced gay transformation.

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“I told you,” I muttered, “I'm not gay.”

Nick smiled, a slow, thoughtful twist of his lips. “I don't know about that. Did you enjoy it, in your dreams?”

“I... No. I mean, maybe. I don't know.” I thought I would have denied it more, but my mind flashed, remembering how good it had felt when Nick had gripped my cock. As if in sympathy, I felt my dick hardening, so quick and fierce it made me gasp. I wanted to run, to cover myself, to do anything to hide that rush of desire.

His gaze moved, looking straight at the bulge in my jeans. I didn't think I could be more humiliated, but then he spoke. “That's what I thought, James. How can you say you're not gay, when you're getting so excited, right here in front of me?”

“I'm not, this isn't...”

Nick reached out, long fingers gripping my shoulders. I could smell him, the scent of vanilla and coffee so strong in my nose. “This isn't what? Real?” His laugh was soft, but cruel. “Oh, it's very real, this is no dream. You want to claim you're not into guys? Here, let's just test that theory out.”

His palm drifted low, brushing my chest and raising goosebumps. I should have struggled, but my mind and body were at war. The desire for this, what I had been craving... I had never wanted anything like this, so why had this been happening? Why was I dreaming about this man, who was finally, at this moment, touching my eager form?

Claiming the Virgin!

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When Lila, a young farm girl, wakes up one morning, she expects the biggest problem of her day to be arguing with her mother about chores.

She never would have expected to find her village's fields on fire.

Raiders have come to the small community, and while she knows this is terrible news, the inexperienced virgin has no idea what it truly means to be claimed by such brutish men.

Even worse, it seems the chief has the honor of deflowering the young maiden. Will he be gentle in teaching Lila the wonders of her own body, and can she resist the temptations of such a dominant man, an expert at making her crave things she never imagined?

This 7100 word story is full of themes such as first time sex, reluctant sex, and sexual domination.

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Excerpt:

“You've never even kissed a man, have you?” His words were not mocking, but they still made me feel shame.

“N-no, I mean, not until... now.” My cheeks were hotter than the sun, red as apples. Being inexperienced, something about it embarrassed me.

Huron smiled, cupping my face and brushing his nose over mine. “Here, I'll show you. Relax, and just follow me.” Before I could argue, if I even planned to argue, the raider pulled me in for more. This time, he was firmer, more insistent, his lips hungry as he explored my mouth. His tongue teased mine, making me shiver. I tried following his lead, experimenting with my own; the sound he made when I licked inside was like a rumbling groan.

His embrace was solid, guiding us down carefully until we were lying on the piles of luxurious furs. I felt enveloped, sinking onto the softness, his body pressed on top of me as the kiss continued. For a moment, I forgot where I was, what situation I was in, and simply allowed my body to thrill with the budding excitement and nerves of such a passionate experience.

We broke free, my lungs sucking in fresh air, wondering how long we had been locked. His blue eyes watched me, propped up on his elbows and his hands burying in my thick hair. I was sure he could hear my heart.

“Did you like that?” His tone was so low, so throaty.

“Yes,” I heard myself hush out, before I had even considered the thing I was admitting. It's true, though, that was just like in a fairy tale. My cheeks were flushed, my lips plump and slightly parted as I breathed. Huron stroked the length of my neck, lifting goosebumps as he continued down to the top of one of my pert breasts. We both could tell how hard my pink nubs were, tenting against my thin shift.

“Lay back, I'll show you more.”