Thursday, May 15, 2008

Praxton rant

As you know I'm a writer or erotica. My writings are mere fantasy, an escape from the real world. I want everyone to know that these are works of fiction. Period.
I wrote a science fiction series called Praxton, Slaves of the Rogue World. They have been well received and a third novel is being planned. I choose the title on purpose. To me it has a Flash Gordon sort of title, a little silly sounding.
I quite like the series. It has sex in it-always a good thing- and women in collars and cuffs. Occasionally there is a spanking or other discipline, something else that's good in fantasies. It takes place in the far future and if you read it carefully there is a social message in it. It does require the reader to read a bit between the lines but I wrote it for people who just want some fantasy and those who like to ponder situations.
I like to give readers free stuff and I wrote a short story called Praxton, the Proposal (http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=363343)that was stated in the introduction it was part of the series. It involves a woman who is invited by a man to join him on Praxton. A reader asked why an intelligent woman would allow herself to become a slave and that the male domination was a little heavy. She (let me assume a woman here) admitted she hadn't read the rest of the series and thus the history (excerpts are available).
Where do I begin? She admits she doesn't know the all facts and puts in a comment anyway. What does intelligence have to do with her wanting to be a submissive? I would bet many of intelligent women (and men) like to be submissive. In the story it it is clearly stated she kept returning to him (a bad boy, rough around the edges)so why it is a surprise she likes his domination?
A legitiminate question is why some women like to wear collars and cuffs. Fair enough. I don't know the answer. I do know some women do. Many women like the thought of being spanked. While I admit I don't know the reason why, I do know it is part of our society. So I projected that concept to a planet in the future called Praxton.
Whether you like the story or not is personal taste. But it is science fiction- a fantasy of What If?
What do you think? Should this story be taken seriously? Is the comment fair? Let me know- send me an email (if you don't want a reply just put in No Reply Wanted or NRW at the bottom). I do love comments-good and bad. I just have trouble with comments made without the person knowing all the facts (yeah, we all know the guy who knows something about everything). I'll send a free pdf copy of Book One to three randomly selected readers. email: nshwrd@yahoo,ca Thanks for listening and enjoy the summer.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Visitors

This is an event that happened over two years ago. I remembered it was a Tuesday, though the exact date escapes me. "M" was in the kitchen when I came in with bag from the hardware store. She asked what I had bought and not thinking much about it at first showed her a small set of wrenches and a set of bungee cords, the type that come in varying lengths with hooks on the end.
I think she thought the same thing I did about three seconds after me. Now "M" is not an exhibitionst but she does find the possibility and danger of being discovered exciting. So what happened next may have been a subconscious desire to increase that danger.

I ordered her to strip in the kitchen and she quickly and obediately removed her clothes. I then used the bungee cords to secure her wrists above and apart to two cupboard handles. Then I separated her legs by securing her knees to the lower cubboards. I could tell she was aroused and I still had a long length of cord. I placed the cord around her waist. She knew what I was going to do and moaned as I put one end between her legs. The end was then hooked back to the cord around her waist. I stood back at watched her as she closed her eyes and pulled her hands against the cords, her hips moving slightly to the pressure of the crotch rope.
The knock on the door opened her eyes fully. She whispered 'Oh, my God I forgot about her coming over for coffee.'
I spent the next ten minutes talking to one of her friends at the front door as "M" stood naked in the kitchen tied up just out of sight. Her friend decided to come back later after I told her "M" had to run to the store.

It was interesting to see "M" afterwards. She looked flushed and extremely ready for anything I could give her. Since that time she has admited it is a fantasy of hers, and should remain a fantasy she reminds me, that she is discovered tied up.
We enjoy bondage in different parts of the house but I always ask first if she is expecting any company.