HellO!
I just joined and I wanted to first say…HEY! To everyone.
Second, well I am looking to write. I love to write, but lets face it, I love to write erotica from all kinds of angles. Everything from Romance to Force/Rape and even slow seductions. I have written some fantasy, scifi, comic book and even a lot of TV show/Celebrity/Movie Erotica, mostly cannons, but I do a lot of made ups too.
On my profile I have listed some female cannons that I like, as well as on the blog for my profile, but really I am open to anything! I look forward to trying anything once.
As for who I play, it is usually the dominant, strong willed, scoundrel types. Mine is the male with the desire for your female, often willing to break rules and just take without asking. I have played evil villains, as well as slow seductions with flowers and candy as well. Sometimes I have done mind control, but only if requested, I often like that too!
From time to time I have also done superhero/comic book erotica.
Here are some writing samples.
Writing Sample #1 :
"Lord….they are here….." his servant said, as the Head of the Slaves sat up in his throne, looking down up a chained up group of ladies. Their ages were from anywhere from late teens to late thirties, a few looked quite mature, yet that did not bother him. A few of them had a look of being attached, which aroused him a bit, there just was nothing more fun than seducing and pleasuring someone's elses bride or woman. It was one of his many delicacies. Another was forced takings, giving pleasure sometimes, and sometimes not for his own desires. The first one in the row had long dark hair and dark eyes, which was his usual tastes, yet all of them looked delicious. Some were innocent, which made thoughts of innocence corrupted spark his mind, which was really something he loved. Yet, others looked attached as he had said, and yet others just looked lonely and looking for love. The Lord of the Slaves, had been in love before, and he loved just like any other man, it was also fun for him to blackmail them for love, taking someone so lonely and teasing them with love, while getting whatever he wanted from their body. Just seeing them bound with their hands behind their backs looked interesting, loving bondage. Some of them had been obviously ravaged by the guards, with some whip marks on their backs. Sometimes this Lord loved BDSM as well.
"My Lord…" one of his servants said, "you sister awaits in your chambers…." He spoke, which made the Lord smile. He often loved the attentions of his sister, and hearing her own incest stories. They often interested him and yet was not all of his taste. The truth was that along with everything else that had come through his mind, he loved all kinds of things. All kinds of worlds filled his imagination from fantasy heroes of dragons and swords, science fiction stories with aliens and space ships, and even future places where huge cities would cloak the secret sexual activities of its habitants.
"NEXT!" he barked as the first woman came forward, grinning her liked what he saw with her shapely hips and full upper body, just like a woman should be, he thought, bringing his mug of ale up to his lips, lapping the liquid just as he imagined the softness between her legs, and how she would moan the first time she was strapped to his bed, held fast as he would have his way with her. That was truly the reason he was called the Lord SilverTongue. ----TO BE CONTINUED
Writing Sample #2 :
"You are a beautiful woman Jean Grey, Scott was a fool for leaving you looking so ravishing. If I could have a woman like you, I would take her into my arms, and never let her go…." He said, just as he pulled her to him onto the dance floor. Coincidentally, the song was about a young woman, who was in love with a forbidden man, someone she wanted and desired to have, and about telling him about all of her fantasies. It was strangely appropriate, as Corsair's strong hand pulled around her waist, giving her a nice feel of his massive and toned bicep against the side of her left breast. It was a slight brush, pushing her cleavage a bit over, yet Corsair did not seem to pull away. In fact, he pulled her closer, looking down at her heaving chest and then back up to her eyes, as if saying, that it was all right.
"He should not have left you. I say if he doesn't come back in 10 minutes, I get to have you for the rest of the night." He spoke with a wink, his other hand grabbing her other hand and pulling her hand from the more formal place of his hand to around his neck. There, the longer hair around his neck showed that he was a pirate and not the conservative that Scott did. Corsair was nothing like his son, Scott always asked if he could touch her, if he could kiss her. Corsair was taking what he wanted. "In the old days, it was expected for the father to have…certain rights on the wedding night" he grinned in a teasing way that made it sound fun and playful and less dirty than it really was. Unconsciously, as he pulled her hand around his neck, the firm bulge in his groin pushed against her in the wedding dress that she had on. It was a nice feeling he thought, lifting his knee a little bit of her body so close, and only hoped to soon have her head on his shoulder, those large, round and very perky breasts against his chest.
As he leaned back, his masculine chest was enormously built. Unlike Scott who was barely six foot and really toned, Corsair was almost 6'5" and has a massive, muscular body which was a mix between Colossus and Wolverine. As he clasped her hands and did with her as he pleased, his movements were smooth, not clumsy, like a dancer who moved perfectly and in perfect rhythm with her, longing for her with every breath that he took. . ----TO BE CONTINUED
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