When someone isn't forced

I like writing these things for people. And I like the whole idea of torturing someone to do something that they wanted to do anyway. It's not really forcing if they ask you to do it.

But let me be very clear: the only time someone is 'asking for' something is when they say something along the lines of "I would like to have this happen." Clothing is not asking for it, flirting is not asking for it. The only thing that IS asking for it.... is actually asking for it.

Bringing home a gift

The great mind reading Boot!

I did not have a request for this story. What I had was someone who said she was going to request something, but hadn't done so yet. I looked at her profile, I examined what she liked, and I found inspiration anyway. If she likes this, that means I'm a mind reader.

Or a good writer.

Honestly, I'll take either one.

The main theme for today is the idea of "thinking about kink when you should be working." So technically, you should read this while you're at work. (but don't; I wouldn't want you to get fired)

Bring your painslut to work day

Needless Needles

Today was initially going to be a version of Sleeping Beauty, complete with the poking of a needle, but the needle play in that story is so minor, so secondary. When I started looking at the things you can do with needles, the games that can be played... well, it deserved a story all its own.

Needled as needed

Fear of flying

I almost didn't write anything today. Just wasn't feeling it. Then I thought about a conversation, and a request. Saved my streak.

I hope you enjoy this. And I hope that sooner or later my dream of living as a writer of erotica will come true. (you can make it happen, if you have money to spare. Supporting artists means paying for art, after all).

God, I feel like such a shill when I do that. I'm sorry. I should probably stop. Let's get back to the story. It's a tale of hypnosis, slavery, and that most evil thing of all: commercial airlines.

Fear of Flying

At the convention

This story may some day end up coming true. I've noticed that a few of the requests I get are like that; people want me to more or less write a script for them, set up something for them to actually do in real life.

That's pretty cool, actually. While I wish, most of the time, that I was a more direct part of these scenes, it's really flattering to think that people are taking these fantasies I write and making them into realities.

This might be part one... depends on your reactions.

The Cage

Lana on stage

More requests have come flooding in! I'm really happy to report that. I was afraid the well was running dry, and that our time together, dear readers, was coming to a close. But the requests continue. And as long as they do, they will be answered. That's my part of the bargain.

Your part? Well, that's up to you. But if nothing else, I ask that you at least enjoy:

Lana on stage

Beating, binding, and pleasing

The next part of the succubus story is right here. I don't have a title for it, and I'm not sure how much longer I'm going to keep working on it.

Do any of you like it?

Succubus again

Kibbles and Boots

Another new request. I love requests. My list has gotten a bit dry lately, and to have a new one makes me happy.

Puppy play is awesome, in my opinion. Not only does it have a huge dehumanizing/degradation element to it, but it probably answers all those issues and desires about bestiality. Puppy play is a way to sexualize a dog without sexualizing an ACTUAL dog. Besides, puppy play has tons and tons of leather involved. And leather is good.

Kibbles and Boots

An unrequested request

I like to think that the people who read this blog enjoy it, and that sometimes, there are people who wish they could make requests, but can't put it together.

Well, sometimes, I answer requests that aren't even made. I pick a person who I think might like a story, see what their interests are, and write them a story.

That's what I did today. This story is written special for the first ever subscriber to the blog. I hope he likes it.

Bastinado bondage

Ask Boot: Insane, Unsafe, but still consensual

Hey Boot, I've got a question. How come people fantasize about things that aren't really possible? Things they can't really do, things they may not even really want to do. Why do people like that?

I'm glad you asked.

Some people only fantasize about things they can do. Their fantasies are like plans. Try this, think about that. Try it on for size, and then try it for real. "I don't have fantasies, I make phone calls" might be the order of the day for them. And that's great.

Learning more, letting go, licking boots

If you've been following this succubus novel so far, you'll see that there is a jump in time between the last section and this section. I've decided to leave out some of the story parts, so that there's actually a point to reading the whole thing when it's done.

So instead, I give you what I think is a nice tender scene. It's another scene of boot licking, and I know I've done that a lot. But I like it. So I'm okay with it. I hope you are too.

How I got his ring

Boots, blow jobs, and bastards

As I write this tale about a succubus, I've noticed that I'm hitting a lot of my own buttons about rape. It's not okay, not ever, not in any circumstance. Maybe as we go, we'll find the main character punishing more and more people who engage in non consensual sex. Or maybe not.

Please let me know what you think of the story. I'm really curious.

When I stopped being a Succubus

Sex, demons, and road head

I've been writing a lot of short stories. You may not know this about me, but I prefer writing longer pieces. I prefer novels. There are nearly a hundred short stories on this site now, but still, I'd rather write novels.

And since I don't have any requests right now, that means I can do what I want.

There wasn't much response to the last bit I posted. Maybe I'll get back to The Testimony at some point. But I have another idea, something I wrote a long time ago, that keeps coming back to the surface. It helps that I've been watching Lost Girl, which is about a succubus. But that show gets a lot of the mythology wrong. Mythology that my earlier work got right. So I thought, why not start over? Why not tell my own tale? This isn't inspired by Lost Girl; the show just made me think about it again.

Right before I died

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

Ask Boot part three: becoming a Dom

Hey Boot... you seem pretty brilliant and awesome. I'm just starting to get into this whole BDSM thing, and I need help. I think I'm a Dom, but I don't know what I'm doing. How do I start?

I'm glad you asked. And so nicely. But seriously, I think this whole joke is starting to get old. So let's knock it off with the awesome routine, okay?

But you asked an important question. So let's talk about it. Let's talk about...

7 rules for a new Dom

Playing at the party

I didn't think I'd make it to posting today. Bad things in life.

I hope that doesn't come through the story. Enjoy a tale of humiliation.

Playing at the party

Blatant request for your money

Hey, got some cash laying around? Found money on the floor, between the cushions, something like that? Unsure if you want to buy that coffee today? Why not take some of that money and buy a starving pervert a present?

I write all this for you. I've written a new piece every day since December 12, 2012 (and pretty frequently before that too). There are more than 40 people who have had their requests filled.

But life is getting harder, and I need to know that I am appreciated. I love comments, I love requests, but I'm afraid I need to step it up a little bit. I need to ask for donations. The site is free, and I intend to keep it free. But I would humbly ask that you pay what you can to keep this particular pervert feeling appreciated.

What can you do? Glad you asked.

Ask Boot (2)

So what's the deal with humiliation?

I get asked that question a number of times. (zero is a number). And I know what you're thinking: Why would someone as awesome as you like to be humiliated?

You'd think I'd get tired of that joke.

But let me get more specific, because humiliation is a huge topic. So to narrow it down: When is humiliation okay, and when is it not?

Excellent question. I'm glad you asked. You're pretty awesome yourself.

Dreams might really come true

I've found that when writing a story, I have more fun the more I go into the reality of it. The more I look at the way people think, about why they want what they want, the better it seems to come off.

In that vein, I present to you a moment of choice, a decision of whether or not to go through with something.

Dreams Might Really Come True

Flight Suits again

I've noticed lately that there have been a lot of what I would call tame requests. I think I'm becoming jaded. The people asking for these things don't think of them as tame.

Maybe it just means that people new to the scene are finding their way here. That's fantastic! Welcome!

Today is not a continuation of the Flight Suit story. All they have in common is the element of a fight suit. Hope you enjoy.

A good spanking

Ask Boot (the first)

Apparently, I know what I'm talking about. Or, at least, I've managed to convince some people that I know what I'm talking about. Hard to say. Whatever the case, every so often, someone asks me a question about bdsm, about fetish, about kink in general. They ask me like I know, and I do my best to answer them, with the understanding that I don't know everything.

So I'm going to add a new feature to the blog. Ask Boot. You ask questions, I'll do my best to answer them. Like an advice column, only written by someone who usually writes erotica for people, rather than someone with actual credentials.

Got a question? Ask away.

For today's installment, I want to talk about the topic nearest and dearest to me: boots.

Sub space

Before I get to today's story... If you like what you see here, and you want to support me (and you should, damn it. I work hard for you people), there are a couple of ways to do it. One is to buy a book. I've talked about that before. But if that's not for you, if you don't want to buy it, but would still like to support me, still like to encourage me, you can always buy me a present. I made an Amazon Wishlist for that. So support a starving pervert. It's only fair.


Now, about sub space... Some people claim that sub space is a myth. Others say it's dangerous, that the sub loses control, loses understanding.

The truth is somewhere in between. Sub space is just a descriptor for being really high on endorphins. It feels like a whole different world, a whole different place. But it's the same. You're just high.

And you don't need pain to get there. (Good news for those who aren't masochists). All you need is a bit of sensation. Which is what today's story is about.

Just one more

What he wants to know

One of the nice thing about interrogation scenes is that they can be about anything. Any piece of information, no matter how meaningless. The idea is to get the person to break. So all you need to do, really, is have some way to confirm the information when they finally talk.

Enjoy.

Alex Getting Tortured

Grow or Show?

Humiliation, in its purest form, is about our insecurities. It's about the things we are unsure of, the things we wish we could control but know we can't. It's about whether or not people know what we really are, what we really like. What we're really doing.

There's a joy to humiliation. And I don't think it has to do with feeling shame. I think it has to do with knowing that we don't feel shame about something. That it doesn't really bother us, not deep down. That we like there being this little secret, this taboo thing about ourselves. We're proud of it. And so, when someone humiliates us, when they make us feel bad about it, that's what we enjoy. We enjoy that it's not something we feel bad about.

Then again, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe we are ashamed, and that's why we want aftercare.

Whatever the case...

Grow or Show?

A bit more

Here is the next bit of the story I started yesterday. I have some other requests, which I will be getting to soon. So unless there is interest, I won't be working on more right away.

If you do like it, please say something.

Testimony (2)

Something new

I have an idea. A suggestion someone made. What if I started writing an erotic novel, a single long piece rather than a bunch of shorter ones? Well, I'm going to give it a try.

Please let me know if you like it or not. And please keep making requests. I'll keep the list going.

In the meantime, I've got the beginnings of a story here. I'm not sure how exciting the opening is... let me know what you think in the comments.

Testimony (1)

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

A boot licking psychology

I like when people ask me to write real stories. The kinds of stories that are about the way people really are, about the feelings and emotions behind the fetishes.

This one is for someone who has, whether he knows it or not, been one of my most important supporters throughout this endeavor to date. I hope he enjoys it.

Our Last Session

Public Humiliation

Is it funny when an American tries to use British slang? I imagine it is. I try to tailor my stories as best I can, and that means using slang from other countries sometimes. I hope I'm not making a total ass of myself as I do it.

Speaking of making a total ass of myself... today's story is about humiliation. Fun humiliation that can be done in a public setting. In fact, that's exactly what's going on.

Andrew's Lunch with Her

A nice homecoming

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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

Making Daddy Happy

Guilt is a funny thing. Sometimes, we feel guilty for something we want, or something we do. Sometimes we feel guilty because we don't feel guilty. Something that we think SHOULD bother us doesn't, and that makes us feel guilty. It's like guilt by associate.

It does at least help us be certain that we're not sociopaths. A sociopath won't feel guilty about anything, including not feeling guilty. So you can at least remember that. Don't worry about not feeling guilty; if you feel guilty for not feeling guilty, then you don't need to be guilty about it.

Okay, maybe I'm still taking too many pain pills.

Oh, and by the way, book three should be out soon (by which I mean within the next day or two, tops). And my incentive still stands.

Taking Daddy's Guilt

A sissy's first time

I love it when people make requests. I like meeting new people, and I love when I get to build friendships based on those meetings.

I really hope that the person who requested this continues to be as kind as she has so far. And I hope that she likes it, and that you like it. I really hope the pain killers I'm on because of some dental work (the kind of torture you have to pay for but don't enjoy) didn't hurt my writing as much as it hurt my jaw. (I made that dirty. Please feel free to do so yourself).

A Sissy's First Time

Incentive (?)

Last night, I went to a burlesque festival. It was awesome. No surprise there. I saw some people I know, so people who know people I know, and some people I'd never heard of before. But I enjoyed it all.

One of the people I went with is a tattoo artist. He has nothing to do with this story, except that he was nearby when I had the idea.

Who has possession?

I know what you're thinking. ANOTHER football story? What are you doing, Boots? You planning on releasing some kind of sports anthology? You don't even LIKE football.

Okay, maybe you weren't thinking that. I was. I chose this setting not because I like football, but because I like the idea that sex play can happen whenever people want it to. However they want it to. And I chose the superbowl because it's coming up soon. As for me not even liking football... I DID have to google who was playing. And then again to find out where the Ravens were from.

Anyway, here's hoping that when YOU watch football, the term 'turnover' will make you smile and have dirty thoughts.

Turnover of Power

Wall Art

Today's request let me use a piece of a equipment that I really, really wish I had. One that costs more than some cars, that I would love to at least try, but have never had the opportunity.

It also brings up a point about consent: consent involves EVERYONE in the scene. If someone doesn't know what's going on, they don't consent. (that'll make sense at the end of the story). That's why I don't like public scenes. The other people in public didn't consent to be a part of it. (play parties are different; everyone knows what they're getting into).

Okay, enough preaching. Let's enjoy some 'outsider art.'

Wall Art

Bound and hung

Safety is so hard to handle with asphyxiation. I hope I managed to do it without it being too distracting. If not, it's a fantasy, and at least I can be sure of one thing: It's consensual.

I do have a question though... is this incest or not? If you consider bdsm sex, then yes. But if you don't... well, I guess you'll have to decide for yourself.

The Hanging Closet

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

Bukkake surprise

I didn't know this. There's a word for cum guzzling. A fetish specifically fro drinking lots and lots of cum. I didn't know that. But leave it to the Japanese to give names to things. It's called Gokkun.

Personally, I think cum guzzling sounds better. But that's just me.

Today is a weird sort of request. It wasn't given to me directly, but rather just a request that was made. Still, I hope she enjoys it.

It's what I do

The Week of BDSM, part 3

Here we are, at the end of this tale. It's been a bit of a journey. And I bet, if you've been following, you want to know what it was that the boys bet on in the first place. And, of course, what would happen on day seven.

The title of the story, after all, is "On the Seventh Day." So what happens then? What happens next?

Read what's here, then tell me what you think. Take a guess. Or make a request. Or both.

Enjoy.

On the Seventh Day (3)

New Book published (with exclusive content)

The photo for the cover has come in, and the print version of book 2 is now available. When I published the e-book, I gave a bit of a teaser: there is a story that is in the print version that isn't in the e-book, and that isn't on the site (and, in fact, never will be).

The story that isn't on the blog is the story of the picture on the cover.

The Week of BDSM (part two)

And here I thought it would be a two part story. Looks like we may have to wait a little bit longer to find out what happens on Saturday, and on Sunday. To find out what the bet was all about.

Any guesses? Any thoughts?

On the Seventh Day (2)

The week of BDSM (part one)

This is definitely going to be a two part story. Hopefully, part two will come tomorrow. For Danni's sake, let's hope so.

I really like this title. Nothing like a little blasphemy to brighten up your day.

On the Seventh Day

Holding Cell

Consent can sometimes be a troubling part of writing a fantasy. I don't write things that aren't consensual, even though I know that it's a fantasy, and hence isn't really happening. So instead, I write consensual non-consent. But it's sometimes difficult to do that, to get that message across, without detracting from the story. Today, I tried being a bit more subtle. Hopefully, the message still came as much as the characters did.

I sure hope other people think I'm as funny as I think I am. This story has a bit of tongue-in-cheek feel (and without rimming!) that I really enjoyed.

The Holding Cell

Earning your wings

This is NOT a pilot story, or a story about an angel. It's a different kind of wings. ;)

Today's entry is a bit short, but I've had a long day, so I hope you'll forgive the brevity. I wasn't entirely sure how to start this story, so I went with second person. It's weird how easily those come to me.

Earning Your Wings

Immortal Masochism

This story developed very differently than I expected. Initially, I was going to have the main character be a vampire, then a vampire hunter, then a normal person. Then the vamp would be the top, the human the bottom. Then they would both be vamps. Eventually, I settled on the vamp masochist and the human sadist. But I liked both perspectives. So what to do?

I did them both. I don't usually like switching narrators mid-story, but it was fun to experiment with this.

Today's story is not for the faint of heart. It involves torture to a level that goes way beyond safe and sane (but remains consensual). Hopefully, I didn't go too far. As I said to someone earlier, it's a fine line between "wow, that's hot" and "hey, didn't Eli Roth direct that?"

Hopefully, I stayed on the good side of the line.

Our Last Scene (1)

Just an object

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News

Some interesting stuff has happened today.

First off, two of the stories (Beg Me and A Family Christmas) from the blog have been published in someone else's anthology. You can see the anthology, or buy it, or whatever. It is published on Smashwords, and it's called Just the Tip.

Secondly, today is the most popular day Erotica By Request has ever had, with over 300 hits.

Thirdly, book one has been revised. Book two will have its physical copy completed soon.



More is coming, so long as I keep getting requests. It helps if you buy one of my books. So if I wrote something you like, and you want to say thank you, that's how.

The Goddess Will Play

I was talking to Goddess Lori today, and she gave me a great idea. Since my list of requests is almost empty, it was perfect timing.

So to Anonymous, who wanted to see another story for her, here it is. It's not only for her, it's about her.

 Say Please

She works hard for his money

An anonymous comment inspired today's story. After I wrote about financial domination in The Poorest of the Wealthy, someone said they would love to see a story where the woman was the one being financially dominated.

It took some time, but ask and ye shall receive.

Six figures of servitude

The song of Bootlicking

This story is in Book Three: Boots and Bondage. By all rights, I should have taken it, or most of it, down off the site. 

But I couldn't make myself do it. This story is so wonderful, so my favorite... So I left it up.

Bootlicking in the Park

Becoming a monkey girl (2)

I like writing sequels. I like expanding on this weird little sci fi world that seems to be developing. The only problem I have is the worry that the sequel won't stand up to the original.

But here's hoping.

Maili's New Life

About humiliation

This is ... different.

I offered/was asked to write about humiliation, generally speaking. In the second person. Without identifying much of anything, to just talk about the way it works, the reasoning, the thoughts. I don't know how erotic this will be.

Please, let me know.

Why you like humiliation

Naughty, naughty boy....

 The hardest part of a period piece is trying to stay true to the period, as best I can. I don't know the Victorian era as well as I would like to, so I'm not sure how well I created the world for this. 

But it's SUPPOSED to be Victorian. So try to remember that as you read.

Naughty, naughty boy

Some changes and some advertising

It has been suggested to me that I need to take down some of what's up on this site, if only to give people a reason to buy the books. So that's what I've done.

I know what (some of) you are thinking: you took stuff down before, didn't you?

I did.

And then there's the other question (some of) you might have: It doesn't look like anything is gone; what did you do?

The Fox and the Hound

I don't have a fetish for Furries. Lucky for you, I don't have to. I just need YOU to. And today's requester was able to explain, at least in part, what the appeal was. It's like bestiality, but with consent. The animalistic, savage, brutal, and powerful combined with the human, the consensual, and the intelligent. Really, it's not bestiality. It's just about having sex with something that is different, something that isn't human. So it's like having an alien fetish. That I can understand.
As for how to write it... well, thankfully, I've got some set up for a sci-fi universe of sex. Just like Becoming a Monkey Girl or Finally a Girl Again, all it takes is a bit of nanotechnology, a bit of suspended disbelief, and voila.

The Fox and the Hound

Book Club (part one)

I was asked to do a story like A Torture of Colors for an older crowd. For cougars, for adults who had long ago put away the trappings of sororities.

Someone once said that there's no one more cruel than sorority girls. Well, that may be true with the age group. But there is a group who bring cruelty to a whole new level. That group is housewives. Repressed housewives who finally get a chance to come out and play, who can do whatever they want. All they need is a place to do it.

A place like....

Book Club

I need your opinions...

Hello faithful readers!

I realized today that I've written for 25 people so far. If you check out the Running Tally, there are currently 25 names on the list. I've written multiple requests for some of you, but I still think 25 is significant.

There are maybe half a dozen new names to be added to the list soon. I'm glad the requests are still coming in!


In the meantime, I've got two ideas I wanted to get your opinions on. Your opinions matter, a lot.

Boot Fetish Party

I was given a challenge. Obviously, I love writing about boots. And obviously, I don't mind making them the focus of the story.

But a story with a lot of different kinds of boots, with a lot of specific things being done... Well, it wasn't a difficult challenge. Just a fun one. It was a bit difficult to do 'light' humiliation; I prefer mine much more intense. But I think I managed. I hope I did.

Requests like this make me happy. When someone asks you to write about your own fetishes, it's like winning a contest.

Which, of course, inspired this tale.

The Winning Boots

Laundered

I was asked to write a story about someone going through the laundry. The fetish was for the torture, with the knowledge that it's not real, that it can't be real, and that it is potentially lethal.

Let me say that in different words: the following story is neither safe nor sane.

I figured the only way I could even get close to what was requested was if I set the story in another time period. So that's what I did.


Cleanliness is next to Godliness

These Boots are made for Talking

Sorry about the pun. Couldn't help it. My brain is a bit loopy. I actually wrote two stories today. The one you're about to read is one of them.

The other is a special story, one that will be available ONLY in the printed version of the second book. Once photography is done for the cover, I'll put that together on Lulu. And that cover will be the big hint; the new story is all about what's happening on the cover. But we'll get to that later.

First, we have today's tale.

I was asked to write an interrogation story. A torture tale, but one that used boots to torture and break the prisoner. There were more elements, and they might show up if there is a sequel. But I focused primarily on the idea of the boot being used to make someone talk, boots for talking instead of walking (hence the pun).

Enjoy the story.

A Question of Boots

Hearts and Underwear

Today's story is a request in more ways than one. It's answering a request for submissions to an anthology (If it gets accepted, I'll tell you which one), and it's also answering a challenge given to me.

The challenge was to write some man on man erotica that, while kinky, was gentle, romantic, and not at all 'forced.' So kind of a departure for me. But I still hope you like it.

Hearts and Underwear

The nicest words

Today we're back to the classic party favor situation. Not as taboo as things have been recently. But still fun.

 

This is probably a part one situation. Maybe we can end there, leave it to your imagination.

Maybe not.

One thing I know for sure: I want to go to parties like this.

The Nicest Words

Are you sure?

I thought I'd try my hand at second person writing again. I also thought it would be interesting to write a story that was about a fantasy. About the fulfillment of a fantasy, about how nasty some of the things we like might be, and how we like them anyway. And why shouldn't we? That's the whole point of fantasy, right?

Anyway, this time around, it's all about whether or not it's okay to do something, whether or not someone actually wants to fulfill her fantasy.

Enjoy.


Are You Sure?

Book Two, a place to request

We're coming up quickly on 2,000 views (1853 as I write this), and I have no intent of stopping any time soon. As you continue to provide requests, I'll keep writing the stories. In fact, if you want to make a request, you can do so by leaving a comment on this very post. (or e-mailing it to bootlickersub@ yahoo.com)

But, I have to eat. If you want to support my writing, and me in general, please buy one (or all!) of the books of past requests. I love the comments, I love the appreciation. And buying yourself a book will be appreciated even more.

May old Acquaintants be forgot.

 I was given a request for a cuckolding story. One with some role reversal, maybe the boss being the center of a gang bang, or at least being used by a group of people. With lots of toilet play. (so be prepared for that).

So I thought it would be nice to have a party at New Years, one with... interesting activities.

I think the title is funny. But that might just be me. You'll see why.

Enjoy.

Using the Bathroom

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

Becoming Katie part 2 (evil)

So the other direction to go with the sequel to Becoming Katie was to have the main character NOT tell his friend who he was, until it was too late. I considered having it go the route of torture, of dominatrix and all that fun stuff.

But I wasn't writing for someone else today. So since I was writing for myself, and I'm not the dominant type, I decided that Katie was submissive. Which led to a very interesting story.

I really like the way it ended. You'll see what I mean.

Becoming Katie, part two (evil)

Becoming Katie, part 2 (good)

When I originally wrote the Becoming Katie story, I put forth the idea of writing sequels in a style of Sliding Doors, with both the good possibility and the evil possibility.
Well, today, I wrote both. That's why you're going to see two posts today.
I'm finding this storyline really interesting. The idea of a person finding out about themselves, about exploring learning about themselves.
 

Becoming Katie Part 2 (good)

Becoming a monkey girl(1)

I love requests like this. It gives me a chance to stretch my sci-fi muscles and play with nanotech a bit. So think of this as being in the same vein as Finally a Girl Again, at least in the sense of the same technology.

This story is mostly an introduction, debating over a decision and then finding out the consequences. If you all like it, I'll write the next step, where we find out just how much fun a slave with a tail could be.

Maili's Change (1)

Professor Wolf

This may not have gotten as taboo as it could have, but maybe that's going to happen in the next installment. For now, we just have the start of something, hopefully something you'll enjoy.
Start of the Semester

Only available in the books

If you are a very astute fan of the blog, you might notice that some of the stories have disappeared. It's not a coincidence that the ones who vanished are available in the book.

Things that have vanished:
Someday part 2, 3, 4, and 5
Party Favor part 2
Torture of Colors part 2

Shibari gangbang

This was a very nicely made request. I really hope she likes it.

Shibari gangbang

Daddy's little girl

 This request seemed to focus more on the decision than on the actual sex, more on the thought process than anything else. So there's more of the mental work, more of the subtle humiliation, than normal.

Hope you enjoy it.

 Daddy's first lesson

The interrogation

There's a movie out there called Marathon Man. It's a great movie. NOT SEXY. There is a torture scene in it. (ALSO NOT SEXY). But I thought I'd mention it, because it does have something to do with this story.

The original request was just for electrotorture. But why stop there? Why not do all kinds of torture, all kinds of interrogation?

This is, by the way, the most popular story on the entire site. Which is why I am leaving it up and fully intact, even though it's in Book Three: Boots and Bondage (which you should buy, to support a starving pervert who writes for you)

Is it safe?

Nanotech GRS

I felt an urge to write some sci fi. There's an introduction for this, but I'm not posting it here. Maybe there will be a next part. Maybe not. Depends on the response.

I will get back to specific requests tomorrow.

Hope to hear from you.

Finally a girl again (1)

Like the new format?

I hope you do. We've passed 1000 views, and I thought it was time we make it pretty.

I also added a Google + account. Feel free to look there, to post there, anything you like.

A quick preview of what is to come:

The enema nurse

This request was somewhat tame in comparison to some I've gotten recently. It was nice. Refreshing. I hope he likes it.

Medical fetishism is a little outside my wheel house, but I totally understand it. I blame Ava Amnesia.

The Enema Nurse

request for input

As we close (rapidly) in on 1000 visits for the blog, I'm considering the idea of another book. The first book is, of course, still for sale (shameless plug):

But aside from that, I'm thinking of another volume. But instead of a collection by time, I'd like to do a collection by fetish. So stories focusing around a single theme (or two themes).

I dream of Gladiators

This was an interesting request. It's a bit shorter than normal, but hopefully, she'll like it.

It's way more sadism than anything else, so consider yourselves warned. ;)

Livia's visit to the pens

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

Marci's first film

Not really sure what to say about this one. It was interesting to write, and hopefully, its requester enjoys it.

 On a side note, there have been more than 100 hits on the blog in the past 24 hours. I'm so excited! Thank you all. (now buy the book ;)).

 Marci's first film

Home for the Holiday

This one is about as taboo as I could make it. I even did research.

There has to be more to taboo than bathroom play, gangbangs, cum guzzling, and incest. I mean, there's bestiality, pedophilia and rape, but I won't write about those. Consent matters, and none of those involve consent. So no.

Still, there must be something.

If you can think of something else, something you want to see, let me know.

In the meantime, enjoy...
An Incest Christmas

Kaylee's slave

 Warning: this one is a dark and taboo story.

Please enjoy.

Kaylee's Slave

Progress, book, and the future

Wow, I'm amazed at how well this is doing. We're averaging around 30 views a day, we've crossed the 600 mark (by more than 35), and we're still not even two months old.

Since 12/12/12, there has been a new story posted EVERY DAY. I'm hoping to continue on that schedule for as long as I can. If you keep asking, I'll keep writing.

What can you do to help? Keep making requests. And please, please, comment on things. I love hearing your thoughts.

Also, there's now a book you can purchase! It's volume one, and is a general volume, covering the first two dozen stories on the blog. You can buy the digital copy or a physical copy. The physical copy has a cover picture of Theresa Manchester, photography by DreadNaught Photography.

Vampira Dentata (1)

I was starting to worry that I wouldn't have anything written today. I've gone every day for so long, such a nice streak. But I had a busy day, and I almost didn't write anything.

Thankfully, I had an idea that has been ruminating. An idea that LeLe gave me.

So I present to you the first vampire story to show up on this site:

Vampira Dentata (1)

The poorest of the wealthy

I feel like this one is requested by the entirety of the bdsm community.
It's about financial domination. Personally, when I see that phrase, I translate it as "scam." But I've been told that it CAN be real. That it CAN work, and CAN be a legitimate form of power exchange, not just someone trying to steal money from someone.
So I tried to think how to tell a story about financial domination in a pretty extreme way, but consensual and realistic.
I hope you like it. Please comment and let me know, especially if you are a fan of financial domination.

Loving in Poverty

Torture of Colors (3)

There's something about writing in the second person that feels dirtier to me. It's like letting out some fantasy mistress to come out and play. Maybe it's just that it feels more specifically like I'm writing something for someone to masturbate to. I don't know.

This is a new one for me. It's a sequel, but the third part is not written for the same person as parts one and two. So it's a sequel in the sense of the same story, but not the same audience.

I hope it works, and I hope the new audience likes it. I hope the old one does too, for the record.

Let me know.

A Torture of Colors (3)

Boot Camp: New Recruit

 Here we have another military story. For another person. I wonder if I have a following of military people... or if I will soon.

Hope you enjoy this. Please comment! (especially if you ever want to see part 2)

 

Boot camp (1): New Recruit

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

Volume 1 available as an e-book!

 If you like what you see here, why not help me keep doing it by purchasing a copy of an e-book? It includes 24 of the first stories posted here on the site, along with a bit of my own thoughts for each of them.
Soon there will be a print version available. The print version will have a picture of Theresa Manchester (http://www.theresamanchester.com/) on the cover. For now, though, we have this e-book version:

Flight Suits

Here's another requested story. I know more or less nothing about the military, but I've always thought people in uniform were sexy. Maybe it's just the boots. Maybe it's not.

The Officer and the Sailor

Halftime show

 When I was asked to write about a sweater fetish, I have to say that I was surprised. Not disgusted. Not offended. Just surprised. Never thought of that one before. I don't know why; clothing fetishes abound. I mean, I've got a boot fetish, so why not a sweater fetish? But I'd never thought about it.

But a bit of thinking later, I had something I could write. So I present it to you here. Past the cut is a picture of a posture collar, in case you've never seen one. It's important to the story, I promise.

Intoduction to Induction

Turns out that hypnosis is pretty popular on this site. So I figured I'd write another one. This one, I think, is more realistic. And this one is for me.
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Induced

Becoming Katie, part 1

I'm not entirely sure about this story. It kind of meandered around a couple of themes as I went. But it's clearly the first part. So far, I think there's some character development. I hope. Then again, maybe not. 

Becoming Katie, part 1:

Happy birthday blog!

It's been a wild month. Yes, that's right. Month. This blog has existed now for all of one month, and I consider it a pretty wild success so far. More than 325 views in a single month is pretty damned awesome.

So thank you all for reading so far.

I'm still always looking for requests and inspiration. Right now, I've got two main paths I want to take, and they are practically diametrically opposed:

1. Dark, evil, not realistic. This would include stories about demons, monsters, vampires, werewolves, aliens, whatever. It also includes topics like cannibalism, human trafficking, whatever. These will not be for the faint of heart, and will not be safe, sane, or always consensual. I will probably post disclaimers with these.

2. Realistic, with characterization. These would be stories where we not only have the scenario, but actually care WHY things turn people on, what they feel, and who they are as people, not just as actors in a pornographic story.

If you've got an idea that fits one of these, please let me know in the comments.

And honestly, if you have a request that DOESN'T fit either of these, let me know that too.

The strip club

Didn't have much to work with for this particular fetish, but hopefully it covers what was requested.

Allen's Bachelor Party

A Night off

This is a bit of a change, I think. Certainly, there's role reversal. But the idea was so intriguing when it was brought to me, I just couldn't say no.

So I present to you: "Mistress Lily's Night Off" or maybe "Poker night." 

Which one fits better?

Beg Me: Cat and Kit

This story is becoming my most widely presented. It's in TWO of the books, and is also going to be in an anthology.

I've taken part of it down, but the beginning is still there to enjoy.

Someday, part one

 Here is another fantasy by request. Duct tape, the beginning of a gender transformation. And all 'forced.' I don't like writing about truly forced sex. But the fantasy of it, the sex that is 'forced' I'm all for. Consent counts.

I know it makes me a hypocrite saying that, given some of the other stories. I don't know why sometimes it's okay and sometimes it isn't. In real life, it's never okay. But when a fantasy is truly ridiculous, maybe then it is.

But this isn't ridiculous. And it's just a start, assuming that someone (the requester or one of you fine readers) wants to see more.