Saturday, October 17, 2015

Her Butt Says "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Chained hand and foot, gagged and collared, and relentlessly fucked, she only wished that her sorority sisters could see her now ... they had mocked her for believing a stay in a local basement could be more fun that a trip to San Pedro Island for spring break! Image courtesy of

Friday, October 16, 2015

Corporate Training: Book 3 Of The Homouth Series

You can get Corporate Training by clicking on the pic or clicking here.

Book 2 of the President Slave Girl Series, formerly the Homouth series (because the number of people who search for the term “Homouth” is WAAAAY lower than the number who search for the term “Slave Girl”) ended with President MacCammon strapped to a hydraulically-controlled rape rack in a hidden niche at a reception held by her new owner, billionaire oligarch Art DeFabio.

The denouement for Book 2 was, for me, the scene where DeFabio enters the niche and sticks his cock into former President MacCammon's homouth (a vagina nano-engineered to appear where her normal mouth is at times) and gives her a good chewing out for not obeying the rule of Power, which he seems to regard as a force of nature. I conceived it sort of like the executive TV mogul's speech to Howard Beale in “Network” only the recipient is female and has the mogul's cock in her mouth.

The potential of the cock-in-mouth soliloquy has not been much exploited in movies (save for some scenes in “Deadwood”) but I'm an erotica writer, dammit, I'm not one to stop at, well … anything.

In Book 3 I wanted to do a riff on the standard sex slave training meme, but of course I can't serve it straight up, no, I also wanted to slide in some sly parallels between corporate slavery and sex slavery. And of course, lots and lots of sex, bondage, sexual bondage, lesbian sexual bondage, public sex, and of course tons and tons of humiliation and torment (often while in bondage) for MacCammon, because she has been a very bad, prudish and evil President. But I threw in some growth as a character for MacCammon, as well, through an encounter with an old enemy. It's all good!

Now here's the blurb I wrote for Amazon. Note how differently it reads. I have to very carefully skip around the topics I'm actually covering in the story while still somehow striving to convey what the story is actually about. I suspect some of the authors on Amazon put more time and effort into their blurbs than they put in the stories themselves. Hell, having read some of the stories … I know they do ...

Trapped in a corporate training facility deep under a skyscraper, former President of the United States Eileen MacCammon must somehow maintain her sense of self even as her trainers teach her to submit to their every salacious command.

MacCammon is forced to confront an old enemy for the entertainment of Art DeFabio, the billionaire alpha mail financier who controls her life, and his friends. Can the sound political instincts and will to win that drove her to win the Presidency help her win the confrontation with her enemy, and triumph over DeFabio and his One Percenter friends? And can she overcome her old prejudices as she does so?

In "Corporate Training" former President MacCammon gets to know voters as she never did before, as seen here. Image courtesy of

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Water On Mars And Doggie Style Sexual Bondage

She had lost the bet about whether or not there was water on Mars, and now she had to pay the price!

BIIIIIIIG Ring Gag And Spreader Bar

Most ring gags are smaller than this. The model looks like she's really straining to keep her composure. This being a Sex and Submission video, she's probably going to have a cock in that ring gag very shortly. And she'll have to accommodate it ... the gag will see to that. She'll probably be glad to be put back in her cage when her owners are finished with her.

Saturday, October 3, 2015

Ring Gag In Action

Closeup of a ring gag blowjob. From Sex and Submission.

I like the way the ring gag makes the woman helpless as she serves her master.

Coming Next Week: President Slavegirl, Book Three

The sex slave training of the President! Image source: Sex and

I've completed the first draft of the third book in my Homouth series (which I renamed the "President Slavegirl" series because it works the Amazon keyword system so much better and also describes the essential story of the series a little better than "Homouth").

Sometimes polishing a story can take a long time, especially if it was a difficult story to write or if I made some major misstep in the plotting/characterization. But this was an easy one. I had a pretty clear idea what I wanted to do with former President MacCammon: lots of slave training in the basement of Grossinger, Inc. headquarters with plenty of sexual bondage, sex slavery, bondage and dominance, and perhaps some characterization and plot advancement. MacCammon will also be encountering an old enemy from her political days, with some surprising results.

I can't tell you too much beyond what I've just said without spoilering the story. Let's just say, this is gonna be a very adult, very engaging read.

Coming Soon To An Ereader Near You!

I'm trapped here! If I move at all, these shackles and this collar will fall off!" Slave-A-Licous slavegirls from "Slavegirls From Beyond Infinity" the B-movie with the best title of any interstellar slavegirl movie evah!

I am really excited about my next novel and I want to tell you about it RIGHT NOW, that's how excited I am about it. I have for a long time not talked about upcoming projects because I felt that people who talk about the stuff they are GONNA write are often not writers ... just wannabes. But with 30 stories and books published, I feel that I am due some cred on the topic of stuff I'm gonna write. Besides, it's probably a good idea to tell people about your upcoming projects ... what do they call it? ... marketing, yeah!

So a few years ago I wrote a review of the movie "Slavegirls From Beyond Infinity." And in that review, I said the following:

And for all its faults, Slavegirls From Beyond Infinity is an actual movie -- it's not porn. It's just that -- it COULD have been one hell of a movie. If the movie's creators just followed through on the storyline they'd developed during the first five minutes of the movie, they'd have had a real hit.

The story of two desperate, half-naked slave girls trying to escape their captivity with interstellar slavers/cops/whatever on their tails would be a topnotch movie. If they'd just bothered to make the movie that naturally follows from the opening five minutes instead of morphing it into a remake of The Most Dangerous Game, they could have had a HELL of a movie that WOULD be remembered as a topnotch B-movie.

Because as absurd as the first five minute storyline is, this is about the best slave girls-of-the-future storyline ever. It offers so many intriguing questions for the connoisseur: Why are interstellar spacecraft transporting half naked slave girls across the galaxy? Are they part of some interstellar slaving operation? Or did these two women do something really horrible to merit such treatment? Maybe there's a political element -- they're rebels captured by the bad guys and enslaved and transported to another world to work as sex slaves. Or maybe the crews of some interstellar craft routinely grab a few slave girls to make the long voyage between planets less dull.

There are all sorts of intriguing scenarios here, all sorts of great adventure possible as the slave girls flee their relentless pursuers, but we don't get that. And I, well, I don't know why the people who made this movie didn't get it. But they sure didn't.

So I was casting about for a new story to write. It had to be something I would really be interested in writing. I have written a couple of stories just to work within Amazon's limits and draw a large portion of Amazon's readership, and it was hard as hell. I'M not interested in dull stories of happy consensual sex even if it does involve bondage, I want there to be danger and excitement for the characters as well as hot sexual bondage scenes.

And at some point, I started thinking about "Slavegirls From Beyond Infinity" and what a great movie it would have been if it had stayed with the premises of its original scenes and not turned into a tired and poorly done remake of the Most Dangerous Game. If it had only been a galactic space opera with two sexy, scantily clad slavegirls at its center, it would have been HUGE fun.

And that's when I had the idea: I should write that story, the one that had fired my imagination over the first five or ten minutes of the movie. The story I had WANTED to see, and had missed terribly when the movie dissolved into mush.

THAT will be my next project. I'm fired up about the prospect of writing it. And I know I will write it, because by damn, I want to READ it. And I want it to be GREAT FUN and sexy as HELL. And I KNOW I can do it.

And the question I will leave my readers with is: why would a culture capable of interstellar travel need slavegirls? Couldn't they clone them? Build female androids to function as slavegirls as in my Love Slave Robot War stories)? Come on, both those technologies are MUCH simpler and close than FTL interstellar travel. I'm looking for a good, convincing answer. I have a few in mind already, but I have not settled on any just yet. What would make human slave girls a desirable enough item to transport between the stars, other than their hottitude? I'm listening ...