The Cheshire smile

Today's request comes from The List. It's a bit on the short side, but I didn't have much to work with. Honestly, I don't know much about Nekos. But I know I liked writing this, as I enjoy writing every request. I just hope I did it justice.

A Cheshire Smile

A new Procedure

This is a new request. As you may have seen, The List is up again. I'm going to work through it as quickly as I can. Hopefully, there will be more requests coming soon. Please feel free to ask for stories here, email me, message me, whatever.

I can honestly say that today's story is not my fetish. I am not a breast man. I have nothing against them, of course, but they aren't my thing. Hopefully, though, this story will still do it's job.

New Procedure

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

Ask Boot... something.

I’m trying to get back into writing. It’s difficult; my other self keeps demanding the use of our brain for ‘work’ and other wastes of time. But right now, the brain is mine, so I want to write.

And while I have no inspiration (someone please make a request!), I do have something I can do. I can ask myself questions. So I present to you another Ask Boot:

What kind of boots do you like?

The kind people wear. Especially girls. I’m pretty sure I’m at least mostly straight.

Okay, that was a whole lot of qualification. You want to explain that?

My sexuality? Sure. That’s not where I thought you were going; I was all ready to start describing a sexy pair of boots. But this is good too. Probably better.

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

A real fantasy

I have been really hard on myself lately. Stuck in my head, unable to write anything. I told myself I was waiting for inspiration, and maybe I was. But nothing was inspiring me. I used to write a story every day, and now I'm lucky to get one or two a week. I thought I'd lost my touch.

I can't say that's over; all I can say is that today, I was able to take an all important first step. And I was able to take it because a lovely and wonderful lady gave me a request. She asked me to write something 'real.' Something that was all me, with no obfuscation. No hiding behind anything else, no trying to tailor the story to anyone. She wanted a fantasy that was all me.

I might keep trying those, keep writing more and more of them. It might at least get me going a bit. But first, I have her story. The real me.

I, Bootlicker

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

Important questions

I don't know where this story comes from. I just kind of thought of it this morning while I was getting up. The look on her face as she spoke, the smirk in her eyes, the tease in her tone... they were all there, ready to go, waiting for me to sit down and start writing.

I still need more requests. But in the meantime, please enjoy....

Important Questions

The Secret Of the Spotlight

I'm a bit hesitant about this story. The person I wrote it for listed Burlesque as a fetish, so I went ahead and wrote out an act, more or less. The power exchange is in there, as is the fetishism and the other bits of fun. But I'm not sure how much fiction this really counts as. It's more like a script.

Well, either way... I hope you enjoy it.

The Secret of the Spotlight

All I need

I don't know if I've ever done a second person story from the submissive point of view before. I know I slipped a lot into first person, but that's normal, right? I contemplated leaving the narrator's gender completely up in the air, but I think it works best as it is. Is it still ambiguous?

This one is for a very special friend, and I hope she enjoys it.

All I need

Breaking the Silence

It's hard to write a story of a power struggle between two people when one of them refuses to speak. It's hard to keep this armor of silence idea going.

Besides, it had to be broken eventually. Have you ever seen The Three Amigos? It's not a kinky movie, by any stretch. But there's this one part, where Steve Marten is imprisoned, that always stuck with me. One that helped me figure out how to finally break the silent armor.

I've noticed something too: I seem to be much more sensual lately. Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Breaking the Silence

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

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

Full fisted Taunting

Happy new year everyone!

While I wait for more requests, I've decided to go ahead and start writing for specific people without asking first. That seems odd, I know. I prefer to think of it as writing a pre-request.

Is this a new year's resolution? Nah. Just an experiment.

Please enjoy.

Full-Fisted Taunting

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

Ask Boot: Finding your Fetish

Dear Boot:

Lately, I've been exploring my sexuality. I think I might have a fetish, but I'm not sure.

If you think you, you do. It's not about the medical or clinical definition of fetish. If there's something that you connect to sex that other people don't, it's probably a fetish. That doesn't mean whatever your fetish may be is required to get you turned on. If it gets you more turned on, that's enough.

Wait. You mean anything that turns me on is a fetish?

No, not as such. I mean, straight men are turned on by a naked woman. Duh. That's not a fetish; that's heterosexuality. And preferring blondes over brunettes doesn't mean you have a fetish (just bad taste).

So where's the line?

Party Preparations

Foreplay. Isn't that what it's all about? Sometimes, the best part is the preparation. The getting ready. Knowing what might be coming, what might happen... well, it's where the imagination most gets to play.

That's why threats are so powerful, you know. They let you fill in the gaps, let your imagination run wild in all the most wonderful ways. We love to imagine things, whether it be imagining what punishments might be coming, imagining what the creature in the monster movie really is, or imagining how happy we could be with that one perfect partner.

The imagination is a wonderful thing. I hope this gets your going in fun directions.

Party Preparations

Moriarty: A little protective

I wasn't entirely sure what to write today, so I started collecting good titles for stories about my dear psychotic domme Moriarty. One of them just screamed out a story, and I had no choice but to tell it.
Some day, I should really put these together into a novel. Or maybe someone else will take the stories and draw a comic for them.

I also sometimes imagine being approached by a porn company and asked to write scripts for their fetish movies. The ones that exist are often so trite and poorly written. Well, that's neither here nor there. What matters for right now is Moriarty, and how... protective she is of her slave.

Something to write Holmes about

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

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