Super busy!

I've been crazy busy, sorry everyone!

There's a few new books in the works, I'll do my best to get them released as soon as I can! Thanks for your patience! :D

New Forced Gay Erotica! Yay!

Sorry for the wait, but here you go!

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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.

CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT

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.

Working on new things!

Working away at some new things! 

The new Amazon filter system has kicked in recently, making it harder to find erotica on the site. 

Best advice, just make sure you are in the kindle store and the erotica section when searching, it'll bring all the options up, and not hide what you may be looking for. :)

Taken With Ink (Bound & Branded) NEW GAY SEX SLAVE STORY

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I'm on a roll this week. :)

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?

Taken With Ink is 13,000 words of first time gay, blackmail to become a slave, orgasm denial, chastity belts, forced blowjobs and more!

CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT

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.

Packed with detailed, depraved acts, as well as blossoming, forbidden romance, this bundle contains the first three volumes of the Gay Sex Slave Training series.

This collection is 32,600 words of reluctant first time gay sex, rough BDSM, forced orgasms, intense virgin anal sex, anal bead play and cock ring orgasm denial.

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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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.

Working Hard!

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.