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...

Long awaited conclusion

There's a chance this will not be a one off thing. I might go back to writing again. Certainly if people send in requests. I'm willing to write if you're willing to read.

This request was for me to finish an old story. The original story is here: Ten Rules I don't Know (unfinished). Someone read it, and wanted to know the other rules. Wanted to know how it ended.

So here, to answer that request, I present to you....

Ten Rules I don't Know (conclusion)

What I won't do

This is an unrequested story. I'm getting to know someone, and I wanted to write a story for her.

I've been thinking about it for a while. Didn't know how to start it. Didn't know what to say. I wasn't sure what to pick from her list of interests, what to focus on. All those things she likes, all those things that interest her!

And then it came to me. All the things she wants to do, and what I won't do.

Please comment if you like this. If I knew people wanted more to read, I'd probably go back to writing.

What you want

Ali Baba and the Forty... Thieves

So rumor has it another collection is in the works. That's right, after a two year hiatus, EbR is back, and is coming out with a new collection. The picture is taken, the pages are almost full, and things will be good to go in just a few more stories.

I'll post all about that. Maybe I'll get lucky and one of you will even buy a copy.

Today is one of the last stories that will make it into the collection. The other story will be tied to the cover shot, and that story will NOT be posted here. So to read it... you have to buy the book.

But for today, this is a great request, and a great little fairy tale to talk about.

Coins, cocks, and conversation

Objects don't speak

Today, I have a request. I love requests.

I don't know how to explain my process. Someone asked, and I didn't have an answer. All I could tell them was that I just let the idea simmer for a bit, then the story jumps into my head with a basic structure, and grows once I start typing. I don't know how else to explain it. I have no other words.

And the best way I can tell if I did a good job is by figuring out whether or not a story turns ME on. And this one... does.

Objects don't speak

Desires and Needs

Is my vacation over? Maybe. My other self finished his novel and went back to work with his boring normal job, so I get to fester in the rest of our head again. I get to have control some times, and I get to make him think dirty thoughts at inappropriate times.

So that's fun.

For those of you still keeping up on things, thank you. I haven't taken this long of a hiatus in... well, ever. I'll try to get back in the swing of things, try to reassert myself and my life in this brain I have to share.

For today, I got inspired by a conversation about desires and needs. And someone saying that bdsm erotica can't include safe words or other basic safety ideas because it 'detracts from the fantasy.' That it's never sexy to include that sort of thing.

Well, I disagree. But I'll be happy to hear your opinions too. Let me know what you think.

Wants and Needs

This is submission

I don't know if this means I'm back or not. I know this idea has been kicking around in my head, and I know that I have a little bit of a request list building up. So maybe it does.

Mostly, though, I'm worried. Do I still have it? Have I lost my skills? Can I still crawl into your mind and give you an orgasm? It's been months, people.

So you tell me; do I still have what it takes to please you?

Submitting to a gang bang

Inverted Enema

I had this image one night, as I was about to go to sleep. Hanging by my ankles, holding in an enema. That would be bad.

But it could be worse...

Hold on tight

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 Fraulein

Do I need to specify that just because people have a nazi fetish, or because they think holocaust scenes can be hot, it doesn't mean they are ACTUALLY nazis or are ACTUALLY in favor of genocide? We're all adults, right? We can understand that there is a difference between fantasy and reality. We can agree that the sexy part, the power and humiliation, only works because the horrific parts aren't real, right? That it's still consensual?

With that out of the way... those uniforms are kinda hot, aren't they?

The Fraulein

Table Cloth

Today's story is for a new friend of mine. I went through her profile, and this idea just kind of jumped out at me. I don't know how well I pulled it off... but I know that writing it made me pretty flushed, so I can only hope it does the same for her.

And for you.

Table Cloth

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

Turned and sold

Today's writing is a request. I love requests. This one was... wild.

I admit, some of the ideas are not entirely mine. There are some elements here from stories I've read in the past, some concepts that others have come up with. If I could remember where I saw them first, I'd credit them. But I can't; all I remember is that there are certain elements of the fantasy that stuck with me. In particular, the corset, the heels, and the teeth. You'll understand.

And, hopefully, you'll enjoy.

My name is Whore

Tell me what you want

I was on the verge of quitting yesterday. Right there on the edge, thinking I had done all I could do, that I'd lost my edge, that there was no more point to it. Hopefully, that was just depression and me beating myself up a little bit.

I'm not quitting.

And I have two reasons. First off, there were some very kind things said to me, mostly privately, from people who like what I do, people who urged/begged me not to call it quits. Secondly, and as importantly, I also got a request. A real, legitimate request.

So today's story is an answer to that request. Hopefully, it's a step back onto the right track, a refocusing of the purpose of this whole blog. And hopefully, it's sexy as hell.

Tell me what you want

Filling in gaps

Didn't really know what to write today, but I wanted to write something. So I looked through the blog and checked out what we need more of. And I think I came up with something that works.

Let me know what you think. I love to hear from you. Comments make Boot smile.

Steam, Slavery, and the soft Hum

Put through the paces

I know I said I was trying to avoid Femdom for a while. I guess that makes me a liar. Feel free to punish me. ;)

I've been wondering something: If there was a paypal button, and you could donate some money to keep me writing, would you do it? No minimum, no maximum, just a system for leaving tips. Would anyone take advantage of that?

Anyway, today's story is from The List. I really like the result. Hopefully, so will you.

Put Through the Paces

An Art Installation

This isn't the first time I've written about someone being made into a work of art. But this time has a different purpose, a different focus, and a few elements I don't usually get to play with.

I know I'm not the only one who thinks androgyny is hot. Just like I know I'm not the only one who will read this and wish the instructions were coming TO me. But alas, we can't all live our fantasies. Some of us can make phone calls, but most of us have to just read about it. ;)

Enjoy.

An Art Installation

Thanksgiving Dinner

It's the holiday season. And holidays can be stressful. Some people are lucky enough to be able to have fun kinky sex time while watching football, but most of us have to deal with family instead (and not sexually). I'm going off track. Point is, there's stress involved in Thanksgiving, in cooking and such.

And stress needs to be released, somehow. How many of you wish you had the apartment across the hall in this story?

Boots, Breaks, and Beating

Useful Things

I was thinking about sissification and that whole fetish. Is it right to call a sissy's dick his 'boy clit'? I think not. It seems like doing that is really insulting, and to the wrong person. A clit is not just a miniature penis. In fact, that misconception might be why men have had trouble satisfying women for so long. Either way, it seems to be at best a mistake and at worst an active degrading of womankind generally. I mean, if a woman WANTS to be degraded, that's absolutely her right. But calling a penis a boyclit is just derogatory to women in general. And I know a lot of women who would, and should, have issue with that.

I bring this up not because of the request, but because it helped me in my thinking through fulfilling the request. It's fun to get inside the mind of the domme sometimes. Or, I guess I should say, to let my inner domme out to play a bit.

Useful Thing

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