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Saturday, August 10, 2013

Maiden for the Dragon: New Monster Erotica!


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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.




WARNING, ADULT CONTENT

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.

Friday, August 9, 2013

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Brand New Book! Dirty dirty Gay BDSM!



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?

Punished by the CEO is 9,000 words of BDSM, reluctant gay sex, blackmail to obey a controlling boss, orgasm denial, rough blowjobs and forced orgasms through anal beads.


CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT

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.

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Taming the Fighter: Complete Collection! Yummy Gay Slaves!

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This 20k M/M word story is the entire two book collection of the Taming the Fighter series. (Taking His Offer, Taking His Direction)

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.

FOR ADULTS ONLY

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.”