It took a long time to get “Susan: Pet Shop Sex Slave” written. It had little or nothing to do with the story itself. The real problems were capitalism and medical. The building we were living got sold by our landlord to another landlord. That landlord wanted to renovate the building so they could rent apartments to other, more money-having tenants. So all of us less money-having tenants got until at the end of our leases to move out.
Moving took weeks and was highly stressful. Looking for housing, packing, packing, packing, making arrangements, it was tough and no fun at all because it was not a voluntary move. That set us back a few weeks.
Then on the way to out new home and once we got there my wife and I both had medical emergencies: entirely unrelated medical emergencies (except possibly being brought on by the stress of moving) had each of us sitting in emergency rooms chewing our nails wondering if the other was going to live or not. It was horrible, and distracted me completely from writing. It definitely put writing in perspective, along with everything else.
Both of us survived and recovered fully and we eventually got moved, and I am writing and editing again, and VERY happy to be doing so. For one thing, it means I’m alive. For another, it means I’m having fun.
Also, I’ve got an excuse for not completing a new novella quickly that’s light years beyond “the dog ate my manuscript.”
Now as to my new novella. It’s set in the not too distant future, though definitely in the future. Political divisions in America have led to a second American Civil War. The opponents are the Union, much like in the original Civil War but with some Midwestern states and the Far West included, and the Bourbon states, consisting of the old American South and most midwestern states as well as some western states.
This time the war begins with a drone attack by the Bourbons on Washington DC that kills thousands as well as a few politicians. After that the war is on and it’s just as bloody and nasty as the first one.
But the novel isn’t about the war, it’s about a victim of the war, Susan Nutall. Susan is a relative innocent. She wasn’t antiwar, she was just supremely disinterested in it. Still, when the war came through her home she was one of many civilians who were tear-gassed out of a cave they were hiding in and then tasered and shipped off as a war captive, naked hooded and in chains.
While on the way to she knew not where, she was raped several times by unseen men right there with the other captives.
She was also identified as a good Pet Shop candidate by an unseen man, and got shipped to the Pet Shops, which trained comely captives as sex slaves and also contributed to the war effort in various ways.
The Pet Shops trained Susan and psychologically broke her, as they did all Pet Shop sex slave, turning her into someone who would do any sex act on command, unthinkingly.
After being trained, Susan is bought by various “clubs” which were actually bordellos, working as an upaid slave whore, serving customers’ sexual desires abjectly and spending her off time in a cage.
Eventually things change in ways that Susan could never have imagined, for reasons she didn’t understand. You’ll just have to read the story to learn about that, and doing so will involve lots and lots of reading explicit scenes of sex slave training and slave whoring, most of it occurring in extreme sexual bondage. But I am sure you, my loyal readers, are up for it.
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