Crosstime Sex Slave: The Underpinnings

 "Crosstime Sex Slave" is now on sale on Smashwords. Just $2.99 for this 25,000 word novella!

I wrote Crosstime Sex Slave with the intention of creating a platform for writing short stories, novelettes and novellas with sexual bondage rape scenes. It seemed simple enough. And I think I did a great job. Too good of a job in fact.

So I invented the planet Gork, which if you think it looks just like Gor with a “k” added, you’re a very suspicious person. Gork is not Gor however, except for being a totally sexist slaveholding culture. But Gork is technologically advance, not just beyond Gor, which, let’s admit it, is a VERY low bar, but also beyond Earth and even beyond Collar World, which IS saying something.

The Gorks have crosstime technology that allows them to travel between alternate timelines, and they use it to raid other timelines for comely young female sex slaves, which are the best for cishet males in a depraved slaveholding culture.

In addition, the Gorks have advanced medical nanotech that allows them to take over and control the nervous systems of their captives, making them willing and able to do whatever they are told.

They also have medical tech that lets the local slaves live for 200 years, looking young and healthy and beautiful for 195 of those years.

And the slavegirls spend most of those 195 years of beauty having sex with whoever fucks them, without any choice at all about who it is or what kind of sex it is.

You’d think this would make them all grumpy and unhappy, or to be more realistic, angry and murderous/suicidal. However, the nanotech implants in the slaves’ nervous systems keep them feeling relaxed and happy about whatever is done to them, and whatever they do. It’s a truly fiendish thing. The slaves are not even allowed to be upset by their situation. They literally CAN’T be upset. If you ordered one to crawl into a wood chipper they’d happily, relaxedly do it. Until they got chopped up.

The implants also include oral clits and anal clits and a generally juiced-up (so to speak) response to any sexual activity. Sex is overwhelmingly powerful for them as well, and orgasms are multiple by default.

And the progress of the story is the protagonist discovering all these features during her time on Gork.

And all of this is set up in the beginning of the story, so no real spoilers here. Because there’s some twists and turns to the story, and you’ll just have to read it to learn it.

Anyway, that’s why the cover and promotional art features naked women wearing big happy grins, surrounded by drunken college students. It’s an accurate image of what goes on! But what is going on is still fiendish.

"Rich Bitch, Prison Bitch" -- A Fractured F*cking Tale

  

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I am really pleased and proud of my latest novella, “Rich Bitch, Prison Bitch.” I hope readers will feel the same way about it.

It’s full-on taboo erotica this time. Rape is the taboo that is being violated here, and it’s being thoroughly violated indeed. There’s M/f rape. There’s F/f rape. And there’s FFFFFFF/f rape. At no point does consensuality raise its ugly head.

But it’s not simple porn, of course. It’s another shot at the effects capitalism has on human beings, particularly in its worst manifestation, the American prison system. I use the form of a standard erotica trope: the fall from grace. My protagonist, Kim Halstead is beautiful young woman from a family worth millions. She comes from “good New England stock,” i.e., her parents are well-to-do Protestants who’ve been around since the earliest days of the New England colonies.

In college (University of Connecticut, majoring in Finance) she joins a sorority filled with wealthy elite women like herself and mocks the ‘losers’ who aren’t part of her sorority. She dates wealthy elite frat bros and has a generally wonderful time of it.

When she graduates from college, she gets a job offer from a prestigious Wall Street firm, Bluestone Investment Group (aka BIG money) and happily continues dating a lot of wealthy, handsome men in search of the one with the right moves and the right money.

But there’s a snake in the verdant garden that is Kim’s life, and what makes her vulnerable to it is the values she has unknowingly picked up from her elite family and friends. For her the world is made up of winners and losers, and most are losers, and Kim’s goal in life is to continue to be a winner. And having lots of money is a key to being a winner, and it doesn’t really matter how you get it.

And when you are an elite winner, you’re practically invulnerable, no bad consequences will happen to you, no matter what you do.

All this is subtly ingrained in Kim’s worldview, she isn’t even aware of it, and would probably renounce such views if they were stated so baldly to her.

Thus when she is accused of defrauding her clients via a pump-and-dump scheme (which she is definitely doing, but so is everyone at her bank) she’s totally unprepared when she winds up convicted and imprisoned.

The media fall all over themselves to find salacious pictures of the beautiful blond banker with the very curvy body during the trial, and thanks to Kim’s frequent clubbing and beach partying, there are plenty to find online.

But when she goes to prison, she discovers that the beauty that made her golden path through life even more golden, now makes her a target for prison rapists. She’s raped by guards, other prisoners, prison gangs and always while tied up and often while gagged, sometimes while hooded. She’s raped inside her cell and outside her cell. She is brutalized until she fears for her very life, and as a result she becomes the lowest of the low in prison, everyone’s sex toy, a prison bitch.

Never a fighter, more of a lover, she becomes prey in prison, where you’re either a predator or prey and the predators are expert at sniffing out prey.

The guards in prison are the worst predators. They’ve built a hidden playroom where they can rape the inmates in comfort and privacy with plenty of toys.

Now I tried to keep this story within the bounds of what’s reasonable. But I did want to provide the rape fantasies readers enjoy, and I know they like them hardcore. I had thought this might requires me to greatly stretch the limits of the prison genre, surely this sort of thing never happens.

But noooooooo… it happens a lot. Not just the sexual abuse of prisoners which is rampant and happens at the hands of guards more often than other inmates.

Here’s a Wikipedia summary on the topic. I did not have to go outside the bounds of the real world at all here, unfortunately.

Even the sexual playroom, while there are no known equivalents in the prison system, does have a non-sexual equivalent in the secret luxury lounge that prison staff built at Riker’s Island.

If such a lounge had been built at a place like FCI Dublin federal women’s prison in California, where because of the rampant sexual abuse, inmates and staff had named it “The Rape Club,” I think there would have been an exact equivalent.

I personally would be a LOT happier my story were a LOT more fictional. Like, dinosaurs chasing cavemen around fictional. Something that never happens in real life. But no, our crap-ass excuse for prison system has made my story all too realistic.

The crime aspects of my story are not all that fictional, either. There are a LOT of parallels between what happened to Martha Stewart amid the Wall Street insider trading scandal and what happens to Kim. It’s not exactly the same, but if I wanted to describe my story as “ripped from the headlines!” for a promo piece, I could do it with a clear conscience.

The “fixers” in my story who get nefarious things done for the wealthy and powerful, whether they’re wealthy oligarchs or political bigwigs, are kind of made up, but not really. Fixers are a fairly common phenomenon in politics, but they tend to operate mostly in the realm of legally gray spaces, doing things like conducting oppo research via sleazy means and initiating sleazy campaigns against political opponents, like Karl Rove, who’s probably the prime example.

And whoever killed Jeffrey Epstein was undoubtedly given the assignment by a more illegal sort of fixer, the sort that shows up in my story.

I also experimented with a different approach to the narrative in my story. In most of my stories the narrative is simple and straightforward, with the timeline being a simple unbroken arrow. In this story we start about two thirds into the story with a prolonged lesbian rape scene that’s punctuated by flashbacks to her earlier life that help us learn who she is and how she wound up in prison. The result is a sort of parallel progression in the story, with the nonstop raping of Kim by people and groups of people, occurring alongside our discovery of Kim’s backstory. The idea is that readers are never far from a rape scene as they read.

Otherwise, the story would have long sections of non-rape content early on with the rape content mostly in the last half of the story.

I think the fractured storyline worked out very well, but then, I’m the author so I may have a wee bit of bias. See what you think for yourself.

"Empire of Love" Is Now On Amazon

  

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Writing as Barry Anderson, I've written a third book in the Collar World series which includes The Visitor from Incel World and The Love Invasion. Like the other two novels, it's not erotica (no explicit sex scenes) it's adult SF adventure. However, I have taken the lessons of John Norman to heart and placed plenty of fantasy fuel in the story. Hopefully everyone will lurve it. Or at least love it!

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When Collar World’s time monitors discover a new timeline, they quickly realize they need out-of-the-box thinking and they need it fast. A brutal Old West theocracy on the alternate timeline, the Empire of Luvala, is hanging slaves for little or no reason, and with horrifying frequency.

So naturally the call goes out to the Laguna Beach Ladies’ Investigation Bureau, i.e., Nitro Wilde and Moxie Maven. After all, they helped head off a crosstime war between Incel World and Collar World when their timelines intermingled. And all they’re asked to do is sit in a conference room in Collar World and help come up with ideas to end the murderous reign of the Luvalans on Earth 4 (the newly discovered timeline) as quickly and with as little violence as possible.

Given enough time, the Collar Worlders could probably end the hangings with no violence at all. But every day’s delay means more innocent slaves will be brutalized and hanged. The clock is ticking and the sound is the fall of bodies through a gallows door.

Unfortunately, there was more going on on Earth 4 than meets the eye, and soon Moxie is struggling for her life while the leadership on Collar World may decide to abandon Earth 4 and everyone on it in the face of the possible destruction of Collar World itself!

It’s another exciting alternate world adventure that will keep you riveted as lives and the fates of worlds hang in the balance, as well as the fate of one innocent native American.

This 75,000 word novel is part of the Incel World series that began with “The Visitor from Incel World” and continues with “The Love Invasion” and this novel.

 

"Bound for Bebop City" Is Now on Sale on Amazon and Smashwords

  

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Here's the short blurb:

Sweet, virginal Mincy lives in alternate timeline in the 1950s where everyone’s into sexual bondage and a drug called nersha renders teens uninterested in sex. But when they're taken off nersha after their 18th birthdays, the teens turn into frenzied sex maniacs, filled with animal need. How will Mincy cope with the mad passion driving her to submit sexually to a Master? Who will that Master be?

The 1950s was a profoundly weird period in American history. Supposedly it is the era that is nearest and dearest to the hearts of American cultural conservatives. It predated women’s liberation, the civil rights movement and the hippie movement, all of which they still despise.

Women were still mostly homemakers – even though many of them had had the experience of working in industrial and corporate jobs during World War II when so many American men were busy being machine gun fodder. And black people were out of sight and out of mind.

The role of women was so constrained that there’s a subniche of BDSM called “1950s domestic discipline” that exists, though I don’t think it’s huge. (I don’t think it’s huge because when I checked keywords on Amazon for “retro domestic discipline” I only got eight hits. When I searched for “1950s domestic discipline” I only got 34 hits: better but not exactly a landslide. However, the keywords “domestic discipline” (which I think is just code for spanking) got over 10,000 hits on Amazon. But I think that covers spankings from all time periods, within the context of a husband/wife relationship.

In any event, here’s a scholarly paper on 1950s domestic discipline which covers the topic well.

A lot was going on under the hood of the 1950s that would lead to all the things conservatives hate. This was most especially true in the areas of music and dance. While the older adults in the 1950s were still hung up on standards and leftover big band music the young kids were getting with the “race music” the early rocknroll songs that would soon rule the popular music scene. (It was called “race music” by some because it was a genre created mostly by black musicians. First jazz, now rocknroll… it drove the racists nuts.)

That’s part of the point of the dance hall scene at Pop’s Sodium Shoppe, to show rocknroll creeping in as the Bloomed (those who have gone off nersha and had their sexuality restored) dirty danced to the early rocknroll while the unbloomed shuffle danced to modern electro rock.

I chose modern shuffle dancing because I find it a joyful and expressive dance but not particularly sexual – an asexual sort of dance, still full of emotion and pleasure, though. Here’s a video of a great shuffle dance to “Lost in the Rhythm,” an electro-swing hit. (If you just search for “shuffle dance” you’ll find a lot of dances that incorporate sexy moves like twerking into the dance. They’re dances but not really shuffle dances.)

As for the Bloomed dancing, I was thinking of something like this scene from Dirty Dancing only with more acrobatics, lots of nudity and some actual fucking.

Much of my portrayal of the aesthetics of the 50s is informed various books on the topic, but you can easily get a feel for the imagery of the era by doing an image search for “Fifties Aesthetic.”

My initial idea for the story was to put a new spin on first time stories by having puberty delayed until age 18 but then have it hit like a runaway freight train, and how does a society cope with that? Everything else spun off from that central idea. I hope you enjoy it… I enjoyed writing it, though it was tough.

"Virgin Slave Girls of Parados" Is Now on Smashwords

 

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 My latest work is a novella, a steampunkish (steam power isn't widely in use just yet though it is being used for large industrial purposes, like pumping water out of mines) variation of the Old West. However, technology is advancing FAST, faster than anyone knows, in the Union, which is what the nascent United States is called in this timeline. Yes, it's an alternate world SF steampunkish sexual bondage erotic romance set in a variation of the Old West. Now, that's a NICHE!

(Actually, I'll call it historical erotica since that's an ACTUAL niche that really exists.)

The basic story is two friends who have just turned 18 go out for a night on the town in Parados in the Republic of Geronimo (think west Texas). Being adult women in a society where religion is pretty much just reverence for nature (and hence sex guilt tripping does not exist) and there's something called "slave medicine" that is a safe, sure, easy and effective method of birth control, they're both looking to get themselves collared and fucked.

Because of course in this alternative world everyone is also into maledom/femsub, basically master/slave sex.

I had so much fun fitting all this into a traditional Old West story. The best part was where I lifted a character from a classic Western comedy movie and put her in my story as is, though in a slightly different situation. (A hint: the movie is not "Blazing Saddles" but it is also a very funny movie that satirizes Western tropes very effectively.)

I also had fun inventing some bordello tech in a world without steam power.

I'm also very pleased at how the cover came out. It's basically two images that have been merged to form one. I spent hours looking for the right stuff on the commercial art site I use and found these gems. It wasn't luck, really, I took some deep dives into some rabbit holes on the site to find just the art I was looking for.

And the sex scenes were fun, too. I built toward the big sex scenes by including short sexy scenes in which Matty and Arlene meet various friends in town, including one in punishment stocks who's getting vigorously "punished" at the time (she's basically free use while in the stocks) one who's a pony girl, and one who's a slave whore with a tale to tell about how she became one. By the time Matty and Arlene get tied up and have their big sex scenes with their hunky Masters, they are, well, "hot and bothered" barely describes it!

Of course, I could be lying about all this. But I'm not. Read the book and find out... I dare you!

"Abducted, Roped & Raped: Enemies to Lovers" Now Available on Smashwords

  

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"Abducted, Roped and Raped: Enemies to Lovers" was originally going to be titled “The Modern Bodice Ripper” because that’s what it is, a modern take on the bodice ripper theme in a contemporary taboo erotica setting.

(For those who don’t know, a bodice ripper is a subgenre of old-time romances that were essentially rape fantasies. They passed muster because they were not at all explicit, in fact, you could read a bodice ripper and never even know that a rape had occurred. They way it worked is, say an 18^th century pirate captain captured a comely woman of good breeding after a sea battle. He drags her into his cabin and rips off her bodice (it’s some kind of undergarment they used to wear on the outside). She shrieks. Cut to some time later. They’re both fully dressed again. He’s all smirky and happy and she’s all shy and timid, as was the custom of the times. That’s how you knew a rape had occurred. That was about as explicit as it got in those days.)

Then I realized that the title would show up in alphabetical listings a lot better if it was just “Bodice Ripper.” So “Bodice Ripper” it was.

Then I did a little keyword research and discovered that “bodice ripper” isn’t exactly a popular keyword nowadays. I might be at the top of a pile of relatively rarely-searched-for titles, which means low sales because not many customers.

So I tried a different subgenre that fits the storyline along with some terms that describe what happens in the story. The title I came up with is “Abducted, Roped & Raped: Enemies To Lovers.”

That worked a lot better in the search engines. I’m on the second page of search results for “Enemies to Lovers” which is a term that gets over 10,000 hits on Smashwords. That’s MUCH improved.

Now as to the matter of updating the “Enemies to Lovers” trope, that has proven difficult for me. Since rapes were not only not explicit but could just barely be inferred in the old days, it was fairly easy for authors to sidestep the moral and ethical issues of rape just to slide a little fantasy fuel in there. (In fact, there’s a thread on Goodreads about 80s authors having to rewrite their books to eliminate even the INFERRED rape scenes in order to get published on Amazon, which has disappointed their fans who LIKED the original version.)

But I wrote an explicit bodice ripper: the male lead (Cal) repeatedly rapes the female lead (Melody) and it’s described in long, explicit detail, “rape for titillation” as the Smashwords form describes it.

Now I’m personally fine with writing “rape for titillation” fiction. Basically it’s because fiction isn’t real, and publishing rape fantasy fiction doesn’t make rape more commonplace (or “normalized”). I wrote a blog post explaining why with cites and everything. Click here to read it.

Clearly, my morality is not the basis on which censorship exists. Censorship exists on the basis of “I’m in power, I make the rules, f&&k you, writer.” In the case of Amazon I’m sure it’s a matter of balancing on the edge between profitability (they don’t care really about the morality of what they publish) and how much shit the prudes are shoveling over this and that. (“Prude” being my term for whoever advocates censoring sexuality in fiction, whatever their declared rationale might be.)

But the problem was, I had to figure out a way to write characters who might reasonably behave as bodice ripper characters do, in the modern day. And that was tough. Frankly, it was unreasonable behavior for the historical times it was supposed to be in.

So what I did was look for a character who was well outside traditional morality. And I feel I created one in Melody Chastain. Is she your average girl next door? Of course not, nor should she be. But I feel that a character like the one I created might conceivably have done what my character did under the same circumstances.

You’ll just have to read the novella to find out what she did and why and decide for yourself on that point. Bwahaha! as they say...

Rape Erotica Novelette “Your Body Or Your Life” Now Available on Smashwords

  

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Here’s the short blurb for you blurb fiends:

Penny Paxton’s peaceful life among the Free Foragers of the Forest is rudely interrupted when the Patriarchal Raiders raid her village and capture her. She winds up tied to a bed deep in the passion pits of the Maledom Dominion, a sex slave. What is the ultimate secret that will allow her to escape her life of endless forced sexual bondage and rape? Read this 15,000 word novelette and find out!

OK, here’s the straight skinny on this story. My previous short story, Butterfly went over a freaking cliff, that’s the story. It went over a cliff on Amazon. It went over a cliff on Smashwords. I’m not going to report the numbers, they’re embarrassing even to me. He’ll they’d be embarrassing to my goldfish if I had one.

Thing is, “Butterfly” was a pretty clean story. Clean, hell, it was WHOLESOME for being a kinky erotic romance. Tons of explicit maledom/femsub sex with lots of sexual bondage of course, but everybody in the story was totally onboard with what was going on and having a wonderful time. Dancing, eating out (the restaurant kind!) and tons of fun, exciting consensual sex.

And that’s how I marketed it, as a fun, clean, wholesome sexual bondage romance. And it went over a cliff on Amazon. And it went over a cliff on Smashwords. I mean, publishing that story was like dropping a penny down a well and never hearing the “splash.” If it weren’t for the fact that I have considerable backmatter built up, I might not have had any sales at all. Jeebus.

And that’s why “Your Body Or Your Life” is such a rapefest. It starts off with sex slave rape and proceeds to a mass capture and kidnapping with a public mass virgin gang rape. Consensuality? The characters in my story never experience it. Hell, they never HEARD OF it.

And me being me I added an ending that will Ruin… er, Change… Everything and force readers to re-evaluate the entire structure of modern society, something not normally found in hardcore nonconsensual rape erotica, but lemme tell ya… it works!

The rape erotica takes place in part of a mythical (because I just made it up) 1990s B movie that’s like most of those B-movies where the Peaceful Forest Dwellers’ village gets attacked by Grubby Raiders. We’ve all seen them, the Peaceful Forest Dwellers are all standing around in filmy togas grooving on how sweet they’ve got it hanging around in the forest, then the Grubby Raiders ride in, generally on horses, sometimes in SUVs or jeeps or motorcycles (curiously, almost never on bicycles) and they start beating, killing, robbing, kidnapping and raping everyone, as Grubby Raiders do.

I don’t have any brief for or against consensuality per se. Some stories consensuality works in, others it doesn’t. Some stories demand both nonconsensuality and consensuality (such as all the trad romances where the pirate rapes the main character and then falls in love with her, i.e., bodice rippers). I kind of hate that publishers push so hard to keep things consensual. What, do they think that the generally female readers who enjoy rape fantasies constitute some kind of danger to the public? It’s insane. Fantasy is fantasy, reality is reality. Readers can tell; most women who enjoy rape fantasy stories have NO interest in being raped in reality. Why can’t prudes and publishers tell?

Anway, we’ll see how this one does. It’s 15,000 words long and about 10,000 of those words is kidnapping and rape scenes with bondage throughout. Woo-hoo!

The only downside here is that trying to promote a story like this is like walking a minefield. On this blog I can write frankly about what the story is about, but on other media I have to tiptoe carefully lest prudes take offense and get whatever promotional effort I’m making censored. The social media providers are not at all concerned abut what’s fair or reasonable, what’s fantasy and what’s not. They just stomp reflexively if anyone complains, fair or not.

Still this is the sort of story that should attract readers all by its lonesome. We shall see.

(Note: in its first day of sales, "Your Body Or Your Life" has doubled the sales of "Butterfly" in the three weeks since its release. And the backmatter sales have been great. I think I have my answer as to which sort of story sells better.)

"Butterfly: A Day In The Park" Now Available for Labor Day!

 

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So here ya go friends, another light-hearted kinky erotic romance. But one appropriate for Labor Day. In this story I tried to imagine what it would be like to live in a society where no one is insecure about having food, shelter and clothing and no one is required to work, and the work that is available is four six hour days out of an eight day week: in short, a four day work week and a four day weekend. (We could do this right now if we wanted to.) They have plenty of time for love.

Also in that world, BDSM is considered the normal way to have sex. It is, in short, a fun world. The story is about two people who go to the park, dance, have lunch and go to a sex dungeon and have all sort of sexy dungeon fun. That is literally all there is to the novella, though they have a LOT of sexy dungeon fun.

We don't live in a society like that, but Labor Day IS a three day vacation, so here's hoping you all have a wonderful time this Labor Day. 

"The Slave Girl Diet" Now Available On Smashwords

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First off, let me give you the blurb for my new book, “The Slave Girl Diet.” Then I want to do some bragging. I came up with some neat ideas for this book, and I want to brag about them, and where better than my blog, and, well, all over social media?

“Earth business tycoon and renowned chef Chloe goes through a crosstime gate to take the slave girl diet in a Collar World kennel. Will the constant public nudity, bondage and sex turn her into just another submissive, mindless slave girl drooling for sexual bondage use? More importantly, will it get the weight off and keep it off? Read this 66,000 word erotic SF novel and find out!”

OK, you’ve got the picture. But what you don’t have is the fiendish plot hook I came up with to compel Chloe to go to Collar World to diet. I first proposed that in the future, Earth and Collar World come up with medical tech that allows people to de-age their bodies: that is, their 70 year old bodies can transform back into 20 year old bodies, leaving all the infirmaries and illnesses of old age behind. Wonderful!

But there is one fiendish catch. Any weight you may have picked up on your journey through life doesn’t go away. It stays with you. If you are overweight when you take the de-aging treatment, you are young, vital and... overweight. And since the de-aging tech can be used repeatedly, you face the prospect of hundreds, perhaps thousands of years of life being overweight.

This would, I believe, create some very, very motivated dieters. And is, if I may say so myself, is a deliciously imaginative use of SF tropes. Because the old de-aging tech has been used again and again, but never in this way. Bwahahahahahaha!

(Not giving away any spoilers here, you find all this out in the first chapter.)

And it just so happens that Collar World has developed a dieting technique that gets the weight off and keeps it off. For years… possibly forever. No one knows, as de-aging tech is as new to Collar World as it is to Earth. But every woman who’s gone through the diet has kept the weight off since returning to Earth.

And of course the diet involves lots and lots and lots of bondage and sex and maledom/femsub behavior. The slave girl diet kennels are full of fit Masters determined to help those slave girls reach those weight goals – like it or not! And hence there is a ton of erotica.

I wanted people to see Chloe as a person, not as an instance of “overweight” so I did two things. First, I wrote the story entirely in first person perspective… Chloe’s perspective. So the reader is not looking at Chloe from the outside, they are looking out at the world through her eyes. And Chloe, while she is aware that she is overweight, does not see herself as overweight. And so the reader hopefully will see her as a person and not just an instance of “overweight.”

Along those same lines, in Collar World obese people are rare. Collar World natives lead a much healthier lifestyle than Earth people do, and effective dieting techniques have been developed to help the relatively few obese people lose weight and keep it off. As a result, they don’t do fat shaming. The concept wouldn’t occur to them, it’s not part of their culture. They would feel that a person who is overweight has a health problem, like having the measles or psoriasis or whatever. They know an overweight person has a problem, but they don’t assume it’s because of a moral failure on the overweight person’s part.

It makes for an interesting story, combined with the other plot twists. At least that’s my hope. Buy the novel and find out for yourself.

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The Honey Trapp Adventures Now Available on Amazon and Smashwords -- Both Novels and Both Novellas in A Single Volume!

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You can buy the Smashwords version by clicking on this link. Add this coupon code when and if you purchase for 25 percent off the Smashwords version: VZ86G. Offer good through July 5.

I bundled my Honey Trapp stories together for July 4. They've been quite successful in the marketplace. I suspect everyone likes a good, uplifting story about a sex slave fighting climate change. Certainly, everyone should! It's what I call modern pulp erotica. It has the wonderful, freewheeling delicious cheesiness of the old pulp erotica, but without the embedded racism, sexism and generally backward viewpoints. (I mean, old time pulps weren't propaganda, they just had a lot of embedded social backwardness in them.)

As you'll note the covers vary in accord with the rules of Amazon and Smashwords. The original image is basically a tasteful nude, i.e., no naughty bits are showing. I combined it with a photo of the Earth surrounded by menacing clouds I found in the archives of my cover art provider. I put on the old white panties and bra layer on and scaled it back. Because even though there were no naughty bits showing in the original image, Amazon can get exercised over nudity even in a pose that hides all naughty bits.

The bondage gear was more difficult. With Second Life avatars drawn-in bondage gear works, since the avatars themselves are artworks. But not so much with photos, unless the image is quite small. (As in the "Greek Harem" cover where I drew in the bondage gear and it was OK because it was a tiny detail.) But in this image the face and hands are in the foreground. I drew in the collar on the image, and if you blow it up you can easily see it's drawn. But for the cuffs, I borrowed some cuffs from another image I had purchased, moved them around, erased this, pasted in that, and boob's your uncle.

For the gag I borrowed some highlights from a tape gag photo, and put them in a black outline of a tape gag I drew in. The borrowed highlights gave the flat black outline dimensionality and texture. Worked beautifully, better than the cuffs. The cuffs would have worked better if I had been able to dial the transparency back more: the cuffs were photographed under different lighting conditions than the nude and it shows. But when I went below 95 percent transparency things started showing through the cuffs, which is problematical in the case of black leather (as opposed to sheer underwear). So I left the transparency at 96 which didn't let the cuffs meld too well with the photo but it still looked OK.

I do like the artwork and the concept of the cover, I think it came out well overall. I guess we shall see if it attracts multitudes.

Here's da blurb, if you're interested:

Honey Trapp, born to wealth but orphaned at an early age by a tragic auto accident, finds solace in a wild partying lifestyle that fully expresses her submissive sexual desires. Convinced by her collegiate studies of atmospheric science that the end of human civilization is coming soon due to climate change, Honey parties like there’s no tomorrow. Intelligent, young, beautiful, wealthy and uninhibited, she has no problem being accepted by the upper echelons of the jet set as one of them.

But there’s more to Honey than meets the eye. Honey funnels some of her wealth to the Initiative, a secret organization devoted to fighting climate change by whatever means are necessary. Mostly this involves upsetting the plans of various fossil fuel oligarchs.

Some of those oligarchs and their minions are into BDSM and have harems. The women in such harems are sometimes local talent, but elite dominants also hire women from the Bascom Slave Kennels, a secret supplier of beautiful, discreet, trained and carefully vetted submissives who play at being slave girls for elite dominants, for a price.

Honey, eager to help bring the oily oligarchs down and save the planet, and also totally down with being a slave girl/harem girl for her own very kinky reasons, goes through the Bascom kennels’ sex slave training program. Then she travels the world, infiltrating the sex harems of oligarchs and ferreting out their secrets for the Initiative, because even as a naked, bound and gagged slave girl, Honey has ears..

Join Honey as she goes to the possibly mythical nation of Los Miserabils in South America in “The Naked Jungle,” to the semi-mythical nation of England in “England Goes Boom!” to the overtly mythical nation of Greece in “Greek Harem”, and to the mythically corrupt state of Louisiana in “Louisiana Slay Ride,” fighting fossil fuel oligarchs’ evil plans and slaking her slavegirl lust with one dominant alpha male after another all the way. It’s more than 115,000 words of danger, excitement and sexual bondage!

This collection includes all four of the Honey Trapp stories previously published on Smashwords.

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I originally published Karg in serialized form on my Jolly Roper website before Amazon existed. This was also before censorship existed on the World Wide Web, for all practical purposes. It was just for nerds, who cared what they said or wrote? The only major no-no at that time was child porn, because that was illegal generally, and it was the only thing that was generally illegal.

That was a good thing for me because Karg was full of stuff that is a no-no in modern terms. Like bestiality and scat. And rape and nonconsensual sex slavery – so MUCH rape and nonconsensual sex slavery, the book was awash in it (and it still is, check out the keywords).

I was able to publish Karg on Amazon without making any changes to it. Rape, nonconsensual sex slavery, bestiality and incest (incest was inexplicably left out of Karg, though) were all fine on Amazon at that point in time. This was a mistake in one respect: Karg could have REALLY used another thorough proofreading. When I was publishing from my website, I was doing it for the sheer joy of writing. I didn’t proofread nearly as thoroughly as I should have – proofreading isn’t innately joyous.

Over time, and not a hell of a long time, Amazon grew markedly more censorious. I never got a complaint about Karg on Amazon, weirdly enough, because it was by FAR the most censorable thing I have ever written. But when several of my books got banned (“blocked” was Amazon’s term, but it was censorship just the same) by Amazon for rape (most notably the “Riverbeast” sereis and the “President Slavegirl” series) I unpublished Karg on Amazon along with several other books that were bound to be blocked sooner or later now that the censors were on my trail.

Republishng on Smashwords now, I gave Karg another thorough proofreading and found way too many errors. I can’t guarantee the text is now error-free, being only human and all, but I CAN say it’s much less errored -up than it was.

My original impetus in writing Karg was to highlight how unrealistic the female characters in the Gor novels are. One minute, they’re feminist teachers and librarians and students and whatnot, then they get one thorough dicking down from a Gorean Master and they’re in full submissive slavegirl mode. It doesn’t work like that at all in real human psychology. It’s a straight up male fantasy and not a particularly sophisticated one, and it works fine on that low level I guess, if that’s all you are looking for. But I think it’s more powerful when the woman involved is more self-aware and resists more.

That said, the Gor novels have done a LOT better than anything I have ever written has, so taking my words with a grain of salt here is probably a fair idea.

But my critique of Gorean female characterization is why I conceived of Karg as being about a woman from an advanced starfaring society who is captured and enslaved by primitives. Her mind is different from theirs. She experiences things differently and thinks about them differently. She doesn’t become part of their primitive society from a single slave rape, or even a LOT of slave rape.

I tried to make my story generally more realistic. I’d read a number of accounts of how captured and enslaved people are and were treated by primitives in real-world Earth, and it was definitely Not Good. That influenced the way I wrote my story. I tried to maintain accuracy, though of course I leaned in the direction of nudity, bondage and sex as the book is erotica, albeit SF erotica.

Hence, the protagonist, upon being captured and clearly not from Around Here, was enslaved, stripped and gang raped. None of these things is done to every attractive female captured by primitives, but they were done to some female captives by some primitives in real-world Earth. And my reasons for choosing those options was to create a believable and realistic story. It wasn’t hard, if you read actual history instead of the sanitized stuff in textbooks, you’ll find a lot of stuff that will leave you stunned.

So I did have the astronaut beaten and tormented by women and children while bound naked to an altar at the center of the village. Historically accurate. She wasn’t sexually assaulted by them, that was the men’s prerogative, a prerogative they take later.

But nowadays you can’t assume censors are people who give a shit about your story. They’re there to protect their corporations from legal liability, and they do not give a rat’s ass about the quality of the stories they publish, one way or the other. Therefore, any mention of children in the vicinity of a naked woman in a work of erotica, much less children hitting and physically abusing said naked woman is close enough for any such corporate censor to ban it. So that scene had to be removed.

It wasn’t a big deal, it wasn’t essential to the story so I had no problem removing the scene.

But there was also the bestiality. Nothing to keep me from publishing the bestiality on Smashwords, except that I had sullen teenage girls as the ones who had a reptiloid rape her. When I published the story on Amazon, bestiality was starting to get censored. Like, you could have erotic stories about werewolves but they could only have sex while in human form. Never in wolf form. There were still stories about women falling in love with dinosaurs and dragons and having sex with them for some reason, though. I think the justification was that so long as the animal didn’t exist in the real world it was fantasy. (Like your average male character in an erotic romance exists in the real world. I mean, biker billionaires? C’mon! Tell me another!)

I could see the writing on that wall. Plus, the teen girls were going to be an issue, I knew. So I rewrote that portion of the story so that it was young adult women and not teen girls who were planning on having the reptiloid fuck Susan. And in the rewrite of the story, the reptiloid refuses to fuck Susan ,who is of course still tied up and gagged and helpless, So the scene would have been described by a censor as underaged bestiality bondage rape, which is probably the most awful kind of porn that isn’t snuff. (Which probably helps explain why Karg was so darned popular in the serial version.)

Susan doesn’t smell right to the reptiloid, or look right, so no go. The refusal is actually a pretty realistic depiction of how things might have gone. The Romans for example had to smear the vaginal fluids of female hyenas in heat on the genitals of virgins they had staked out in the arena to be raped by male hyenas for the amusement of the crowds. (Not making this up, the Romans really did that. As I said, real history is just full of stuff that will make your skin crawl.)

But by the time I was publishing on Smashwords I knew that scene would eventually get me in trouble from censors who do not give a shit about stories, so I nixed the entire scene. I actually came up with a neat way to resolve the scene so that it really highlighted the cultural differences between Susan and her captors, though it wasn’t nearly as dramatic as underaged sexual bondage bestiality rape. (But then, what is?)

But then there was the baby-smelling scene in the barn. Given what I have already told you about the scenes I have removed from Karg, your hair is probably standing on end right now. Calm down, this is mild stuff. Susan gets captured and put in a barn because her captors think she is a former hucow because her breasts are so large. She’s not lactating so they try to encourage that by tying her to a post so she can’t move then hanging a sling from her neck and putting a baby in it, forcing Susan to look at and smell the baby.

Afterwards, a couple of nursing toddler are brought in and encouraged to suckle at Susan’s empty breasts.

Susan doesn’t care for her breasts being gnawed on and orders her nanoset (you’ll just have to read the book to find out about the nanoset) to crank up milk production. It’s not an erotic scene.

But I knew damn well that censors would see it as as erotica, and hence the toddler sucking scene was going to be trouble. So I tossed the toddler scene out, instead having an adult male farmhand work her breasts. I also knew the baby-smelling would be trouble for the same reasons. So I tossed out the baby and instead had Susan forced to smell a big ball of baby swaddling that still had the smell of babies on it. (In hindsight, this represents a little more realism, since the farmhands regarded Susan as a wild hucow.)

I also tossed out a scene that involved forced piss-drinking, because urolagnia, i.e., scat, would be the call from censors, even though it was more attempts to induce lactation.

At this point I realized that any and all references to children were probably a mistaken, even if they were just standing around in the background, e.g.: “The women and children went off to gather fruits and nuts.” So I did a global search for the words “child” “boy” and “girl” and removed almost every occurrence. As a result, the primitives in Karg live in those erotica villages which are inhabited only by adult men and women over 18 years of age, thankyewverymuch.

You are probably thinking, “Pat … have you got any story LEFT after tossing all that stuff out?” And the answer is, “Yes, I do.” The manuscript was over 120,000 words before I started editing, it’s over 117,000 words now. All the stuff I tossed was just a drop in the bucket. Karg is epic.

And no individual scene that I dumped/altered was essential to the story. But here’s the thing: though none of the scenes were essential, they arguably made the story more real. They may have been part of the background scenery, but they were helpful parts. Most people who read or even watch movies “knows” that if you visit a primitive village there will be lots of children swarming around. It’s not like they have daycare or schools.

Furthermore, the crude, ignorant cruelty with which Susan is treated by the tribe she encounters, and by the “civilized” Kargians she encounters makes the raw, primitive story more real. We “know” at some level that this is the sort of nastiness you might encounter from primitives if you are captured by the wrong ones. We need look no farther than the experiences of settlers captured by indigenous people in America to know this is so.

Still, if you like sex slavery and slave rape, you’re going to like Karg, you’re going to like it a LOT. And there will be a lot to like: 117,000 words, and in most of them Susan is either a slave being raped or headed for her next experience of being a slave who is raped. (Her travels are very eventful!)

I’m not complaining about “whatever happened to my novel?” here. I’m trying to make a more global point about the effect censorship has on erotica. When I wrote the serialized version of “Karg” I wasn’t concerned at all about censorship. I crossed a lot of what would now be considered red lines, without a care in the world, just because I thought the scene would make the story more real, more believable based on what I knew about how primitives treated slaves. And I think overall it did.

In the censored version, by contrast, I’ve got primitive villagers living in villages where there are no children in evidence. I’ve got a woman in a barn full of lactating women being induced to lactate via dubious methods.

It’s subtle, and I doubt if most erotica readers would note it consciously, because of course every OTHER work of erotica has to operate by the same rules. It’s what you get when you censor.

Note: copies of the original serialized Karg are stored in the same vault with the original Necronomicon and you know who guards that vault.