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

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

The promise of the tease

This is a request from someone who knows me in real life. I don't get those very often. I was surprised when she made the request, too; I'd always thought of her as a domme, not a sub. But hey, you learn something new every day.

Take me, for example. Today, I learned that when I let my mind write in the second person, it gets REALLY sadistic. And the poor sub in this story today learned that a little bit of knowledge can really, really suck.


The Promise of the Tease

The Boots that Bother Me

I don't know if you care, but I'm going to talk a bit about my process.

You see, I'm not interested in writing the simple and straightforward erotica. There's plenty of that out there. I want to write the more cerebral stuff. I want to write the stuff that looks from a different perspective, that looks at the world through a different lens. Maybe I'm kidding myself about that, maybe I'm not. But take today's story: I could have focused on all the things that are actually happening to the narrator. Instead, I focused on the one thing that WASN'T happening, the one thing that actually BOTHERED him.

I hope you like it.

It's the Boots that bother me

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?

Secret Metamorphosis

Today's story is a solicited request. I asked someone if I could write them a story. Why? Because I'm arrogant. I saw someone say that they had a favorite erotica author. And it wasn't me. So I had to challenge myself to try to be this person's new favorite.

Then I found out that this person has just ended a long relationship and is a bit broken up by it. Which means I both want to become a new favorite AND provide the person with something that will make the break up a little easier to handle.

Did I manage? I don't know... time will tell. And speaking of telling...

Tell Me.

Medical Testing

I continue my task of writing stories focused for people on my fetlife friends list. As more requests come in, I will write those. For now, though, I'm having fun guessing what kind of thing people will like to read. For today's story, I'm delving deep into medical play. And with it, medical torture.

There is an incredibly nerdy reference during the following torture scene. I don't know if it's subtle or not; I guess the answer to that will tell you how big of a nerd you are.

Medical Testing

Purifying his sins

For today's story, I had to pull out some of the stops. Yesterday and today were both for professionals in the kink scene, but today I was trying to hit a fantasy that she didn't quite realize that she wanted, one that was tongue in cheek, but still intense enough to still interest one of the most wild and interesting people I've ever known.

On the other hand, this was a two-fer. I both got to do her request AND fill out part of the List and cover the nun fetish.

Which reminds me: this story might bother some of the more religiously inclined. It's a definite sexualization of the whole thing, and you should know that going in. It's erotica; what do you expect?

Purifying his sins

Pain and keys

 I really didn't know how to do this one. The request was simple, but had a combination that I hadn't really run into before. How do you write an interrogation, a torture scene, that has elements of HUMOR to it?

I'm not sure I know. But I gave it a shot. So I guess it's up to you to tell me if I did a good job.

In the meantime, it's New Year's Eve, and I've got some leather straps, ben gay, and a fishing lure with my name on it... don't ask.

Pain and Keys

Backwards interrogation

Sometimes, I write for people who don't specifically make a request. They just express interest, but don't actually give me any details. But I decide to write for them anyway.

Which is what I did today. Some casual nudity, some bondage, some pain, some cold... and an interrogation where all he has to do to make her stop, all he has to do for it to end, is keep his mouth shut....

Sub in a suit

No more Moriarty... here.

Okay, so the novel is almost finished. Here on the blog you have seen nine parts of the tale; this makes ten. That's close to 40% of the total novel. Would you be interested in seeing the rest of it? We're going to see if we can get a publisher to do it real justice, so you may have to wait a bit. But tell me you're interested in the comments. That might help the publication.

The last part you saw was dear Moriarty finally getting caught. This time, she's in prison, after the trial, and just before... well, you should be able to figure out what happens next by the end of the story...

Coming Holmes to Roost

Sensual Statues

This request is, technically, only half way finished. I started writing it because I loved the idea, because it seemed to sensual and so loving, so deep and so wonderful. But as I wrote it, I found a lot of deep and personal meaning to it, and I just couldn't bring myself to do the other part. I had to keep the story going where it went, because that's where the tale had to go.

Does that mean I won't write a sequel? Of course it doesn't. If the one who made the request still wants the next part, I'll write it for her. But even if I do, this tale will stand on its own, a wonderful moment of beauty, an example of the power, and the importance, of hope.

The Slave Statue

I warned you...

Last night, while talking to my wife, we got on the subject of cheating. Of how she will cut you if you try to do something to/with me without her permission.

She doesn't think I would cheat on her. And she's right. I won't. Not EVER. No, not even then. Not because of what she would do, but because I love her.

But since we were on the subject, she asked me to write a story for her. Something about what I think she would do if I DID cheat. Basically, she wanted me to expand on what I mean when I warn other people that "she'll fucking cut you."

We talked about it for a while, coming up with some fun and sadistic punishments. Then today, I wrote down what I could remember. And here it is, for you:

"I'll fucking cut you."

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

Are you sitting comfortably?

Today's request was a bit intimidating for me. I had very little to go on, just the idea of a submissive getting so turned on, confused, and turned around that they were left stuttering and unable to speak.

Interesting. That means it's all about dissonance, about things not going the way the should be, or something that is just plain 'off.' How do you confuse someone? How do you keep someone that off guard?

Let me know if you think I managed it.

Are you sitting comfortably?

Texas Bind 'em

Poker. Such a lovely game. When people know what they're doing, it's a cornucopia of nonverbal communication. Reading tells, knowing how to bet, slow playing; it's rarely about the cards. It's all about the players, what they're willing to risk, when they'll stop. Like the song says, know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em.

Of course, if what you're betting on is the humiliation and torture of your sub, it may not be the right move to fold....

Texas Bind 'em

Ride him, cowgirl

It's been a while since I've written anything. But I'm going to try to get back into it. Thank you all for being patient with me.

For today, we're going out to a ranch. To a story written for a long time supporter of the blog. I hope he likes it.

Ride Him, Cowgirl

Ballbusting boots

A request! I love requests.

I know I've been quiet lately. And I know I keep saying things are going to quiet down soon. Well, 'soon' is a relative term. And it'll happen. Soon.

Today's request was for something special to me. A fun time to be had by all. I hope you enjoy it.

Ballbusting Boots

Word at EbR Headquarters

Here at HQ, there's been a lot of tension in the air. Rumors of layoffs have abounded, as have rumors of binding, horsewhipping, castration, gang bang initiations, and even mandatory overtime. Thankfully, the layoff rumor has been laid to rest. We all get to keep our jobs. That, like the Shibari relaxation seminar, was a load off.

Espionage in the year 3000

Today's request included a request for the non-consensual. I don't like doing that. But I can talk about things not being consensual as long as they never happen (within the reality of the story). And the fact that she wanted there to be a bad ending for the characters, well that made it easier. It's always a pleasure to kill rapists in a story.

But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's not worry about how people die. Let's worry about the terrible things they do before that happens. Let's talk about interrogating a spy who is something so much worse than she seems...

I'm not a spy