Book 4, and a teaser

Hello hello!

The fourth collection of Erotica By Request, Boot's Fairy Tales, is now available for purchase!

Please buy some copies for yourself, your friends, people you meet on the street, or just as starter fuel for a fire.

You can find the whole thing here: Book 4.

Like the cover?

It's another Dread Naught Photography creation.

But that's not all! This picture also represents a special story that appears ONLY in this volume. Just one more reason to buy it.

Now, I promised I was going to tease you....

Remember Moriarty? Well, her story, both the parts that are on the site and a LOT that isn't, is the next project to come out of our publication... group. In fact, all we're waiting for is another spectacular picture from Dread Naught Photography.

In the meantime, give me some requests! Stories are free, and I am happy to write them. I love getting tips, but they're not required. All I really need from you is inspiration and requests.

So please, send them to me at bootlickersub @ yahoo . com or just post them here, and I'll see what I can do for you!

-Boot

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

The Genie in the Boots

First off, it's spelled Djinn, and I know that. It's also pronounced that way. The term 'genie' is a relatively new one. But 'The djinn in the boots' didn't have the same ring to it.

Anyway... I'm not really one for magic, usually. But how could I resist this particular request?

And by the way, the boots in question, in my mind at least, look like the ones just beyond the cut.

Djinn in Boots

A little bit of magic

Is this a re-imagining of Sleeping Beauty? I don't think it is, though there are probably some similarities.

Mostly, this is a sequel. The original story, The Slave Statue, had an ending I was very proud of. I thought it was a beautiful bit, a nice question of whether or not anything had happened, if it was just a very pleasant way of helping someone deal with a bad situation. I didn't want to write the sequel, because I didn't want to change that ending.

So maybe it's better to think of this as a different tale altogether. Or maybe it isn't. I suppose that's up to you. In any case, I hope you enjoy it.

The Statue Slave

A challenge of similar interests

Sometimes, relationships break up because people want different things. Sometimes, they break up because people want the same thing (like when a husband and wife discover that they BOTH want women, or BOTH want men).

The same things happens in BDSM. Sometimes, two submissives get together. Or two dominants. They can't switch, so no one gets what they want. But that's just sex, not love. And about sex, a wise man once said "I don't put much stock in something I can pay for."

But what do you do when both people want to be in control, and neither wants to give up control? You go for a walk. You have a talk. And, if you're living in my world, you find a solution in the form of a (non rhyming) nursery rhyme.

Up the Hill

Mother Goosed

I know, I know. I hate poetry more than a healthy person should. I have been known to say "Any idiot can write poetry, and most of them do." I hate Wordsworth, Whitman, and Keats as well as every goth/emo kid that thinks they are so deep.

But I couldn't help it. It started with one line coming to me, one idea that struck me as funny/interesting. But it was a nursery rhyme, so it kind of demanded that it remain a rhyme.

Though I will say: this is not one to read to children.

Lady in the Shoe

Little Red Riding Hood

Today's story is a bit on the short side. I had an idea, it made me smile, and I decided to write this. I'm looking for new requests. So assuming there are still people watching and reading, please make requests. Let me know what you want to read, or even what story you want me to 'reimagine' next.

In the meantime, let's talk Red Riding Hood and a big bad wolf:

The little red hood

Another Grimm tale

Today's story is based on a game invented by the lovely, brilliant, talented, and terrifyingly cruel MiaHatter. It's called 'guess the safe word.'

Of course, she makes you guess the language too. But that's a whole other bag of worms.

For now....

Guess the Safe Word

Cruel Shoes

Today's story is an experiment. I hope it goes well.

Do you remember Cinderella? The story of the girl whose evil step sisters make her clean up after them, but whose fairy godmother gives her a dress and lets her go seduce the rich guy, only to leave him with only a glass slipper to find her. When he does find her, the slipper breaks, but she has the other one, and that one fits. (could be a con; ever think of that?)

Well, what if we changed things, just a little. What if it wasn't just that no one else fit the shoes... what if they couldn't wear them?

Cindy and The Shoes

Goldie Locks and the Three Bears

I'm finding that I enjoy rewriting old stories into a kink-friendly version. I've done Snow White and A Christmas Carol. For today, I did Goldie Locks.

Of course, a Bear in the fetish community is a hair gay man. So that changed a few things.

Even still, I hope you enjoy.

Goldie Locks meets Three Bears

Somnubulus three way

 This one is a bit of a departure for me. I wasn't sure I could handle the 'having sex with someone who is asleep' thing. Thankfully, the requester specified that she could be just pretending to be asleep.

And hence, we have a story.

Oh, and kudos if you can guess what movie is on in the background. (first one to guess it gets to rename the story)

Sleeping Booty

A Fetish Carol

Sometimes, I can't sleep. Usually it's just discomfort and every day insomnia. But tonight, it was a story. A story that had to be told. Maybe it's the time of year, maybe it's just the way this blog has been developing. Maybe it's just me. But I wanted to share it with you, in the hopes that you'll like it, that maybe, just maybe, the message will resonate with you the way it does with me.

I'm pretty sure this is the longest erotica I've ever written. And I know I could expand on it. But I'm getting tired, so I had to wrap it up.

Enjoy.

A Fetish Carol

The Fairest of them All

 The request was simple: a fairy tale. A kinky, perverted fairy tale. Snow White. And why not? 

So I looked up the story. Not the Disney version, the original. The one where once upon a time, her mother said "Oh, how I wish that I had a daughter that had skin white as snow, lips red as blood, and hair black as ebony." The one where the Queen tried to kill her by tying tight laces, by brushing her hair with poison, and then finally with the poison apple. The Brothers Grimm were true to their name. 

I think I can say fairly that grim or not, this version is at least sexy:

The Fairest of them All