Did I get your attention?

 Anyone still check this place out? I hope so. Because I'm about to start up with something very similar to this. So stay tuned.

And to whet your appetites, here's a new entry...

Rescue, Submission, and Dominance

Wow! It's been over a year since I've posted anything. I thought I was done, thought I had given up. But you kept reading. And that's fantastic. Plus, people started to request again.

You've never met Maxine DeFleur, I don't think. But you might get to see a lot more of her. Let me know what you think of her. Let me know if you like her.

I've never been one for uppity submission. I want to surrender power. But until Maxine, I never realized just how much power  you get when you give it all up.

You'll see; I'll show you.
The Rescue

Going for the Jugular

Going for the jugular. 

The most taboo of all fantasies. 

The one that turns you on but that you would never, ever do. 

The one you’re most ashamed to admit. 

Wow. That’s a hefty request. I’m going to do it, but consider this your fair warning: don’t click past the cut if you don’t want something utterly depraved, disgusting, and utterly fantasy. It’s not going to be entirely consensual, it’s sure as hell not safe or sane… It kind of breaks my own rules. But fantasies do that.

This is MY fantasy. It’s not one I want to have happen.  

One I'm ashamed of

The Chase

Here is number 99 in the requester log. The 100 slot is already taken, and I have an idea for another story beyond that.

I don't think I'm ready to stop. Not yet.

Today's tale is about getting chased when you want to be caught. Even with all kinds of punishment that comes with being captured, sometimes it's worth it.

But you know that.

The Chase

You have no shame

Today is a combination between "imagine yourself here" and a request.

It's meant to be mostly a tease. Because tease is the way to go, isn't it?

I'm so scared she is going to actually make me do these things some day...

Shameless slut

Thank god I don't know better

Someone commented yesterday that they appreciated me 'letting them in.' I can't tell you how much that comment meant to me. I don't know why, but somehow I felt like my own fantasies wouldn't be as interesting as writing out the fantasies of others. That's why I often go dormant when there are no requests.

Today, someone very important and wonderful asked me to tell her about my abduction fantasy. I shouldn't have done it. But isn't that the point?

Thank god I don't know better

Ask Boot: consent

Having some inspiration trouble lately... help would be appreciated.

Ask Boot: Consent

Do you Understand?

Today's story has a science fiction influence. I don't know why. It just kind of happened that way.

That said, I WANT the toy that's used in it.

Do You Understand?

Silence in the Squared Circle

Today, I return to the tale of Nina and Dyehen. I hear that the real Dyehen has finished his exams (and done well!), and hopefully, this installment of the story will be a nice surprise for him.

This is a different style of erotica than I normally write. Does it still work for you? Please let me know in the comments.

Silence in the Squared Circle

Two Girls, one Gasmask

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Moving in on Moriarty

We're getting closer and closer now. I don't know when the novel will be finished, but there aren't all that many stories left at this point. At least, not stories that will show up here.

Is there still interest in these? Are there things you like or want to see more of?

Men make houses, Women make Holmes

Solving Moriarty's puzzle

I sat down today with the intent of writing another short bit of Moriarty. I'm not quite done with the scene yet, and it's already more than 2500 words. For reference, that's close to twice the normal length of these stories.

But I got the answer I was looking for. I got the point across, I think, without being too preachy. I hope this is still interesting. Let me know in the comments, would you?

Driving the Point Holmes

I should know

So I went looking through my friends and found someone that I haven't written for. This isn't a request, but it is focused pretty clearly on that person's fetishes.

Also, it's just fun to write. Enjoy.

I should know

My own fantasy world

I've been gone for a while, working on other things. I hope I can get back into the habit. I need more requests! Please, drop them in the comments, find me on fetlife, send me an e-mail.


Today, when I came back to the office, there was something waiting for me. It was a present; I'll let you guess who sent it. (Please, guess. I'll give a prize to whoever gets it right first)

Maybe it would be best just to tell you about it, to describe exactly what happened.

Deeper and Deeper

Silent Witness

I don't often put myself into someone else's fantasy. Usually, I like to just imagine myself as being the recipient of those cruel ministrations. But for today, I was asked to write it as if I were there, knowing what was happening but unable to take an active role.

I kind of like the result. Hopefully, so will you.

Silent Witness

Moriarty's Moral

I thought it would be good to do a little bit of role reversal here. Can't have our Holmes always losing, can't have him looking like a bumbling idiot.

Of course, we can't have him exactly win either...

Holmes Field Advantage

The Terminatrix (all together)

First, I just wanted to announce: As of this writing, the blog is just barely shy of 17,000 views. That's amazing! The blog isn't even a year old yet. It's enough to make me start looking into advertising, into getting my own domain, and it's made me feel very wonderful. So thank you.

Second, as part of that thank you, I thought I would go ahead and put the Terminatrix story all in one easy to access place for you. Now you can read all four parts right in a row, as they were meant to be read (or you can read one part at a time; your call).

The Terminatrix

I Want to Hunt You Like an Animal

Personally, I think you should read the title to the tune of Nine Inch Nail's 'Closer.' If you know the song, you'll know what I mean.

This story was an interesting challenge. It's always fun to write something that has the feeling of being forced, but still making it clear (I hope) that it isn't. That these are roles people play, and that's a good thing.

I think that's why I hate the idea of 50 shades of gray. Or really, of any mainstream depictions of BDSM; they seem to ignore the 'consent' part of things. But that's getting on a rant. If you want to hear that rant, feel free to ask about it. But it has nothing to do with this story.

This story... this is more primal than that.

Hunted Game

Biker Babe

What is a bootlicker to do when someone wants a fantasy that is consensual, but that still pushes on that line? What to do when the desires are a bit outside of what safety really covers, a fantasy that lasts too long to believe that it's all completely consensual?

My answer is simple. You'll see it below. But it begs the question: What actually happened?

Gutterslut

Taken with Telekinesis

Originally, this was a request for fan fiction with Darth Vader. But it turns out that what was really appealing wasn't the Jedi of it all... it was the telekinesis, the power of the mind being used to control the physical.

Well, that's a fun idea. I've always wanted to be telekinetic, and while I'd rather be the one having it used on me, it was fun seeing how it might be used by someone particularly sadistic.

Taken with Telekinesis