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Great reviews to start 2016!

It’s always nice to read any reviews of my ebooks, but when they’re as simpatico and understanding as the two I got in the last couple of days, it’s even better!

The first reviewer, who calls himself MaleReader, has been following my femdom fiction for quite awhile and he really gets what I’m doing in terms of mixing fantasy with realism. Sounds like he really enjoyed HIS URGE TO SERVE! Check out his review here.

It was exciting to write about a big strapping gal ready to toss around her slave, if necessary! ;)

It was exciting to write about a big strapping gal ready to toss around her slave, if necessary! ūüėČ

 

Then I noticed I got a review of RULE BY CLEAVAGE by N.L. Hawkins, who’s reviewed some of my other books too, and whose gonzo style of writing perfectly mirrors the wild journey on which Yolanda takes her worshipper¬†with the power of her cleavage! You can read his review here.

This cover photo stimulated me into creating one of my wildest stories ever!

This cover photo stimulated me into creating one of my wildest stories ever!

 

The dommes in these novellas¬†do everything from teasing with titties¬†(RULE BY CLEAVAGE) to putting a slave in panties (HIS URGE TO SERVE) to introducing a sub to financial domination and public masturbation (RULE BY CLEAVAGE). As MaleReader says in his review of HIS URGE TO SERVE, when you read “you will experience submission.” So see what he means, please do¬†check out the reviews and, hopefully, then the ebooks‚ÄĒeach story a labor of horny, lusty submissive love!

 

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Foolish mortal! NOBODY can resist Yolanda’s cleavage!

In a burst of¬†fiction-writing¬†energy that’s been going on since August, right on the heels of Darva Chan, Cruelty Queen of the Piano¬†(see my previous post), I just completed and published yet another new femdom novella:

Her look of haughty indifference above that plunging line of cleavage got my imagination throbbing!

Her look of haughty indifference above that plunging line of cleavage got my imagination throbbing!

 

Yolanda¬†Thumm is on the prowl¬†for a susceptible breast-man and finds one in Orwell Jarvis, an unassuming office administrator who quickly becomes her frenzied cleavage worshipper. Yolanda’s plan of seduction includes wearing her blouses open as deeply as possible, or low-cut dresses that show off her 36D bosom and make it almost impossible for Jarvis to think of anything but her alluring breasty presence. Twisting him around her little finger, she has him do all sorts of things to prove his dedication and adoration of her cleavage…and his utter willingness to be a “boob for her boobies”!

She has him take her out for expensive dinners and then to the ATM machine for cash presents. He can no more resist handing over the money she demands than he can stop himself from delirious bouts of wanking when he’s not with her. He knows that getting into a “findom” (financial domination) situation can be dangerous, but with Yolanda’s relentless teasing talk and cruel manipulations of his lust, he becomes¬†an eager puppet who will do whatever she commands to be her cleavage slave. Wait till¬†you see what she has him do in the middle of a midtown Manhattan steakhouse!

Like my previous story about Darva Chan,¬†RULE BY CLEAVAGE was inspired by a luscious photo, this one by the photographer “xalanx” from the stock agency 123RF.com; you can see his portfolio here. So check out this new femdom novella in seven exciting chapters, over 13,000 words in 41 pages of erotic entertainment! It’s available at Amazon US here as well as¬†Amazon worldwide.

 
 

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Farewell to the Domme Dose…

For over two years, from November 2011 thru mid-January 2014, I wrote a weekly column for a site called Domme Dose. Although it focused primarily on the “financial domination” sub-genre of femdom, the webmaster WR let me write about whatever aspects of femdom I was interested in. I took both a personal and scholarly approach, relating my experiences with D/s, dominatrixes, and also how I found connections to femdom in pop culture.

WR had initially approached me to write for Domme Dose when he saw one of my blog posts here¬†entitled “Teases and Temptations of the Twitterdommes.” It was fun to write what I called “Notes of a Rebel Subbie” for WR and discuss my eternally ambivalent attitude toward femdom. It was also helpful as well as fun¬†because it gave me a chance to promote on a weekly basis my femdom ebooks.

A lively fun site.

A lively fun site.

 

Although I never met WR in person, we would correspond via email a couple of times a week, usually after I sent him my column on Monday nights. We would usually just chat about our enthusiasm for various dommes, and WR would tease me that I had so many favorites. I did like a good number of them, but I also promoted others in whom I had a more casual interest simply because I figured it would also help bring more readers and traffic to his site.

I enjoyed emailing with WR especially about the old days in Times Square, and the wild live performances they used to have in places like Show World Center.

I found WR¬†a courteous and friendly guy, who was very accepting of his own interests in femdom. I admired that self-acceptance in WR, because I myself have always felt like a “rebel subbie,” my term for the ambivalence I’ve always had¬†toward femdom. When it comes to my desires to submit to women even in roleplay,¬†I’m¬†never free of a certain self-disdain…never ceasing to¬†chide myself that I should be “normal” and not “kinky.” (Although as I’ve gotten older–and thankfully known people like WR, and some of the dommes I’ve encountered at the Dose and on Twitter–I have become more self-accepting.)

So writing “Notes of a Rebel Subbie” helped¬†me in a therapeutic way, too.

I also admired that WR could do his site seven days a week, handling all the pictures and copy and personalities of the various contributors. As somebody who worked for almost thirty years as an adult magazine editor, I could understand what challenges that entailed.

WR would promote me on his homepage as a “famous” writer until one dominatrix complained and questioned my actual level of fame…

I got a kick out of posing for silly selfies for the column.

I got a kick out of posing for silly selfies for the column.

 

Now, I had never asked WR to say I was famous–I don’t consider myself such–so I told him why not change “famous” writer to “acclaimed” writer. Since I’ve¬†been nominated four times for AVN awards for my X-rated screenplays, I figured it was safe to say that at least four times in my life my work had indeed been “acclaimed.” ūüėČ

So WR did that for awhile, until he started calling me the “distinguished” writer…and¬†we seemed to settle on that.

The selfie usually reflected the tone of that week's column.

The selfie usually reflected the tone of that week’s column.

 

Then in mid-January, WR stopped posting on the Dose or Twitter. There was no word from him to anybody, no warning. For a guy as reliable as he was, this did not bode well to me and many others. People speculated on what could have happened, but nobody came up with an answer until a few weeks ago, when it was learned that WR had passed away the day after his postings ceased. (Although, as far as I know, details on what happened have still not emerged online. WR seems to have been a very private, discreet person in many ways.)

The Domme Dose itself came down just a couple of weeks ago, after remaining online for more than two months,¬†reminding me of¬†a shuttered saloon where the owners had left all the lights still on–because the Dose was like a corner bar in a way, where dommes and subs got together to discuss things at various levels of passion, reasonableness, discord, or humor.

I enjoyed reading my fellow columnists¬†such as¬†Moneyslave Matt¬†and¬†MzSydney; reading comments from gents¬†like Frank,¬†Hex’sFreakOnALeash, dickie virgin, Kyaa’sBard, and goodboy4kyaa; and keeping up with the thoughts and doings¬†of so many dommes like Princess Rene, Miss Foxx, Capitalistic Blonde, Miss Annabel Grace, Goddess Jessica, Hex Kitten, Princess Karmaz, Mandy Flores, Princess Ellie Idol, Goddess Kyaa, Queen Kitty, Mistress T, Bella Daisy, Asian Goddess, Mistress Sarah Blake, Bratty Nikki, and many others.

Yes, I miss writing for and chatting on the Dose, and I miss WR’s emails and tweets. He was one of the best guys I’ve worked¬†for. So long, amigo. R.I.P.

 

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Brilliant dominatrix probes my perverse literary psyche!

A rainy, dreary day in Manhattan. I went out for a walk simply because I had to get out of my apartment for a little while, and I stopped at the flea market where I picked up a translation of Flaubert’s novel, Salammbo,¬†the exotic tale of a priestess of ancient Carthage. I’ve always wanted to dip into this book.

I recently saw a sword-and-sandal version of the story:

This is a more lurid poster for America:

Of course Salammbo has power over men, clouds their brains with lust…what other kinds of stories do I like to read lately? Or write? (I’m being 50% serious and 50% self-deprecating.)

[I got those cool movie posters from this great site here.]

I recently read the 1890s Pierre Louys novel Woman and the Puppet, about a wealthy Spanish nobleman who gets enamored and enslaved by a girl who works in a cigarette factory…despite her numerous lies, manipulations, and open infidelity, he always keeps crawling back…

Here is a picture of me enjoying the book, which I used in my brief column about it here on the Domme Dose website where I write weekly…

Amongst my various sins in this life, I freely mix a purple tee shirt with a green sports jacket…

Right now I’m about a hundred pages into Emile Zola’s late nineteenth century novel Nana, which is about a French actress, a bad thespian but a magnificent stage presence and sex symbol of her era (1867), who basically dominates various big shots. It’s supposed to have some amazing scenes of humiliation. The book is very absorbing, meticulous in its recreation of things like high society midnight dinner parties full of decolletage and drunkenness, but it takes real concentration to read. I hope I finish it. I probably will if only to get to those scenes of degradation…

Here are a couple of cinematic interpretations of Nana…the first from 1982:

The second from 1934, starring the actress Anna Sten, briefly a rival for Garbo-type status in Hollywood:

These are some early paperback covers of Nana. Both depict the amazing opening chapter, which goes into minute detail to describe how she comes onstage in her first theatrical performance as the “Blonde Venus” and, after a rocky start due to her lack of theatrical skills, eventually wows the audience with her total sex appeal and lack of pretention…

I got these Nana covers from the Caustic Critic blog, which has an interesting post about the history and influence of Zola on paperbacks here.

Meanwhile, I do my own humble best to write about the femmes fatale who walk amongst us–at least in my imagination. And today on the femdom site Domme Dose, a smart and beautiful dominant gal named Femme.S, with whom I’ve exchanged various comments on the site, wrote a very interesting review and interpretation of my two ebooks Learning to be Cruel and Learning to be Cruel Part 2. You can read her column, entitled “Learning to be Cruel: A Reminder of Why being Bad Feels so Damn Good to Me” right here. You can also learn more about Femme.S by visiting her blog here.

And if you haven’t read my Learning to be Cruel stories yet, I hope you’ll check them out. You don’t have to read the first one to enjoy the second; each is self-contained, although the second has a brief synopsis of what happened in the original story. You can find them on the Amazon store, complete with free samples that you read right online.

Just go to my Domme Dose columns here and here to read more about them!

 

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Will Krysten Ritter lock American men in chastity cages…?

…because she sure looks like she COULD!

So what’s the real meaning of this ad for the new American ABC-TV show¬†Don’t Trust the B—- in Apt 23?

Let’s see…the mischievious, manipulative look…the scarlet temptress lipstick…the perfect and expensive manicure…the black clothes (with shoulder pads!–are we back in the 80s yet?)…the costly bracelet on her lazy wrist…

Yep, it doesn’t look to me like she is just offering her key to some lucky stud, but rather teasing some sexually submissive guy who’s addicted to giving her money in a financial domination relationship (he probably paid for the lipstick, manicure, clothes and bracelet), and who’s also agreed to let her put a chastity device on his penis, like a CB-6000S..and she’s holding the key!¬†

Sure, it’s SUPPOSED to look just like a sexy girl waving an apartment key, femme fatale style, but it sure looks a lot more like the images of dominatrixes who tease and tempt guys on the Web in video clips, telling them they’re going to put their slaves in penis cages to break their nasty self-abuse habits…and as a weekly columnist for the Domme Dose, where I write Notes of a Rebel Subbie, I think I’ve developed a certain radar for femdom content hiding in the sheep’s clothing of mainstream entertainment…

And let’s put it this way: an episode about Miss Ritter’s character putting some dude–maybe some CELEBRITY dude–into a chastity device would be hilarious!

In fact, I think an entire situation comedy about a sweet girl who’s rooming with a stern dominatrix who puts her slaves into chastity cages and drains them of money by getting them addicted to video clips and buying her expensive presents would be something worth watching indeed.

Meanwhile, let me see if I can hang this picture on my bathroom door. How kind of the free newspaper AM New York to use the ad for a wraparound on their edition yesterday!

The picture is carefully positioned four feet above the throne for ease of contemplation and analysis.

Why do I sometimes feel I’m living in a burlesque sketch?

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P.S. I don’t work for anybody selling chastity devices, and merely included the link above for your interest, erudition, and entertainment.

 
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Posted by on April 12, 2012 in Burlesque, Erotica, Femmes Fatale

 

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She makes him a CUCKOLD on BLACK FRIDAY!

Just in time for the holidays ye ole Uncle Irv has a treat for all you lovers of ultra-kinky femdom fiction…my newest story is about to appear on the Kindle Store on Amazon! Should be up within the next day or so. I just pressed the button to publish it about an hour ago.

In it, our middle-aged hero Brian is addicted to a young Chinese-American stripper…lets her move in with him…and as the story begins, the twisted fun is well underway! Like…she wants to use him as her…as her…bathroom??

And it all happens on that most iconic of days…the day after Thanksgiving…BLACK FRIDAY!!

Ye ole Uncle Irv returns to one of his specialties: depicting a cruel Asian beauty in a story to make you amazed and aroused!

If you’ve ever imagined what it would be like to have your favorite girl pick up another man in front of you in a crowded department store…

If you ever imagined what it would be like to buy a Christmas gift for your girl’s new hung lover…

If you ever imagined what it would be like to be strapped into an adult diaper by a sneering Chinese beauty and forbidden to go to the restrooms while you’re shopping….

If you ever imagined what it would be like to watch a woman you crave with her mouth filled with the major meat of another man…

…then you must read SHE MADE HIM A CUCKOLD ON BLACK FRIDAY!

Check back here or at @irvoneil at Twitter in a day or two for more info! Meanwhile, enjoy your turkeys, and check out my other ebooks on Amazon here.

They’ll make perfect digital stocking stuffers for the kinky Kindle lovers in your life!

And finally, if you’re interested in more of my views about the femdom scene, check out my regular column NOTES OF A REBEL SUBBIE at Domme Dose each week! My topics have included “The Dominating Power of a Sexy Voice,” “Your Money Is Your Load,” and this week’s “Dirty Talent of the Clip Chix!”

Happy Thanksgiving!

 

UPDATE! SHE MADE ME A CUCKOLD ON BLACK FRIDAY is now available for purchase on Amazon in the U.S., England, Germany, and France! With one click you can enjoy this story on your Kindle or your Kindle application on your computer. It’s been selling since the early morning hours–appropriately for Black Friday, and I just downloaded a copy for my own reference and it looks great. Kindle does a fine job presenting a writer’s work in a very easy-to-read format, and makes it possible for me to publish the stories at a very reasonable price to my readers. Here are the links. I hope you’ll check out SHE MADE ME A CUCKOLD ON BLACK FRIDAY, and let me know how you like it by leaving a comment here or on Amazon! Have a great…and if you so choose, kinky Black Friday! ūüėČ

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B006DJ7YRE

http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B006DJ7YRE

http://www.amazon.de/dp/B006DJ7YRE

http://www.amazon.fr/CUCKOLD-FRIDAY-Erotic-Library-ebook/dp/B006DJ7YRE/

 

 
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Posted by on November 23, 2011 in Erotica

 

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Teases and temptations of the Twitterdommes…

Over the last couple of weeks I’ve started using Twitter as a means of promoting both my erotica ebooks and my blog, and it is really fascinating and more than a little addictive. I am a longtime “browser” of books and libraries and the Internet, so of course Twitter with its mix of links is catnip to me.

I “follow” a mix of people on Twitter in my usual eclectic fashion that reflects my interests in erotica, literature, entertainment, and current events. I’ve particularly been commenting on the tweets of like-minded purveyors of femdom erotic fantasy, all of whom are women who run websites and video “clip stores” that convey their brands of domination over submissive males. Some of these women call their slaves “losers” and many of their slaves like that. They tease them for having “small dicks” and threaten them with the horror and pleasure of humiliating cuckoldry. These women call themselves goddesses and princesses and humiliatrixes, among their various self-bestowed appellations, and many photos and videos show them vivaciously and with gleeful cruelty giving the finger to their horny acolytes. Or making the “loser” sign by forming an “L” with their thumb and forefinger. Many of these Twitterdommes also urge or command their admirers to buy them gifts in a practice known as “financial domination” which is shortened to “findom.”

"I'll drain that little dick wimp dry and it'll make my pussy wet!"

Now, I have my own fetishes, like preferences for an attractive face and good legs and round butts and pretty feet; and I like all sorts of femdom roleplaying, where the woman is the temporary master of the man. Be my stern mistress, or my corrective governess, or my seductive college student, or my teasingly trampy neighbor, or my evil spanking landlady–I love it, in fantasy play that doesn’t put me into hock.

"Worship me. Recite little poems about how you will serve!"

But one fetish I have never had–or perhaps it can better be described as a compulsion–is to give women money. I get no special thrill out of that. I don’t like to be drained of my dough and be made to feel like a fool…or a loser. For example, I have always disliked and distrusted arrogant strippers whose attitude clearly is, “What is MY money doing in YOUR wallet?”

In strip clubs and whorehouses, money was only a means to enable me to have some time with the lady. It wasn’t used to show the girl that I was a sucker and that she should laugh at me for wanting her, or that the idea that I would want her was so ridiculous that she should “punish” me for it. I was never a wild spender. I wasn’t ungenerous, just cautious given my always comparatively limited means. In titty bars, I have never been to the champagne room, if you know what I mean. Having a drink and lapdance with a girl out in the main area of the club was always enough for me.

But if I was friendly with a peeler, I would always tip her well and, for example, get her a small Christmas gift just to show my appreciation. Or buy her a book I thought she might enjoy. I used to run out and pick up cigarettes or sodas for fantasy booth girls of whom I was a regular customer. One time I cemented a friendship with a dancer–within the strip club, that is–by running out and buying her the first order of sushi–California rolls–that she ever had.

However, if guys get off giving their money to the financial dommes, that’s their business. And I have to admit the creative bitchiness of some of these dommes, demanding to be “spoiled” and treated like royalty, is entertaining and sometimes arousing. As is clear in my own erotica like Learning to Be Cruel, Spell of Dominance, and Toes Are For Sucking, I am turned on by bitchy women, but for me it is a fine line that these “findommes” tread between being stimulating and disturbing. No doubt about it, though, some of them are most temptingly attractive…and out of their lips, sometimes even the word “loser” sounds as endearing as any sweet nothing…and they get my little willie winking, God help me!!!

The greatness of man is that he can go "arf-arf" for a woman yet still create civilizations. ūüėČ

 
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Posted by on October 17, 2011 in Erotica

 

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