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The New York Post brings us “femdom on a budget”…

If money is tight and you can’t afford a real-time dominatrix session…or a video clip…or a phone session…you can always check out the newspapers for ads that have a strong femdom undercurrent and can spur some serious and inexpensive fantasizing. Just the price of the newspaper. Case in point, these two Bloomingdale’s department store ads from the New York Post ($1 a copy Monday through Friday) during the week of June 19th 2017, promoting a line of clothing called Aqua…

The expression of bratty dissatisfaction and impatience on the model’s face makes her a perfect object of femdom daydreams. She looks like she’s about to ream us out for something or other, and she’s not going to spare our feelings until we head with our tails between our legs into our respective doghouses! ūüėČ

We’re always on the lookout for pix like this in the media and love to bring them to your attention.

You might call it “femdom on a budget!”

 

 
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Posted by on June 26, 2017 in Erotica, New York City

 

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The Lady Godiva of the New York Post

Gotta love the New York Post. I was tucking into¬†a hardworking freelance porn writer’s humble lunch of American cheese sandwich and jalapeno potato chips when I turned to page 3 of the 7/7/16 edition, only to see this photo by Mona Kuhn for the August 2016 issue of Harper’s Bazaar:

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I guess you might say I was having the¬†“Lady Godiva and Cheese” special! But¬†I also stopped in mid-bite, as I knew I had to record this gustatory and aesthetic moment with my point-and-shoot camera. It says in the caption that the lovely centaurix¬†is Emily Ratajkowski, one of those names I’ve heard of but whose accomplishments I am unfamiliar with, as she no doubt is unfamiliar with mine. In any case, she makes a fetching¬†Lady Godiva-like figure, and reminded me that I have an old poster of the 1955 Maureen O’Hara movie Lady Godiva that I should try to¬†sell for a few bucks one of these days at the flea market.

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I think it’s no coincidence¬†that the article next to the picture is entitled “Scorcher Torture,” referring to the NYC heat wave we’re experiencing, but of course I also took it¬†as a not so subliminal reference to Emily, the¬†brunette goddess who on her steed so blithely gave so many of us blueballs today. Pretty feet has Miss Emily, too, for those of us attuned to such details!

 
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Posted by on July 7, 2016 in Erotica, history of erotica

 

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Happy New Year with a lady in boots

Happy New Year!¬†After such a nice series of four-day holiday weekends (Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s) it’s back to porn writing, tabloid reading, and sandwich eating.

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This is something I was lingering over the other day with my Velveeta on a bagel…photos in the New York Daily News of Jada Pinkett-Smith from a layout she did in one of those get-shapely mags for gals.

I’m sure the coming week will bring more nice pix in the News and the New York Post to enliven our collective libidos!

I wish everybody a prosperous and healthy 2015.

Be sure to check out one of my femdom ebooks too and enjoy your January to the max!

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And if you want something even more ambitious, give my full-length novel about a stripper and her customer a try.

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They’re all available at Amazon here.¬†Happy reading!

 

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Learn the FATE OF A STRIPPER!

Inside some¬†porn and erotica writers are the restless spirits of¬†scribes who aspire¬†to also prove themselves in the wider arena of words.¬†I’ve written about this on my blog before, that other genres of writing–like literary, suspense, or crime writing–offer different and exciting challenges to my imagination.

And so, with FATE OF A STRIPPER, the new non-porn mainstream novel I’ve just published on Kindle, I’ve met that challenge.¬†It’s a complex story, almost 250 pages long, that’s not simply¬†about a stripper and her customer, but about the difficulty of love and the deceptions of desire. It’s about office politics, and family relationships, and the struggle to survive¬†both financially and emotionally. I guess you might say I packed a lot into it, and it’s¬†available now at Amazon US, Amazon UK, Amazon Germany, Amazon Canada,¬†Amazon¬†France, Amazon Italy, Amazon Spain, Amazon Brazil, Amazon Japan, Amazon Mexico, Amazon India, and Amazon Australia.

 

I look thru thousands of photos until I found this one, which perfectly evokes the stripper of the title.

I looked thru thousands of photos until I found this one, which perfectly evokes the stripper of the title.

FATE OF A STRIPPER tells about¬†a middle-aged New York City guy named Vic Vanner who meets the sweet beauty of his dreams, but Valerie the stripper¬†turns out to have some quirks to her personality, to say the least. Not that Vic isn’t a bit intense¬†himself. Still, they give their all to the relationship–in their own ways–and they even start doing a¬†stage¬†act together¬†in¬†New Burlesque, the popular hip¬†scene made famous by people like Dita Von Teese and which mixes striptease with performance art.

Vic is a romantic and unsure of himself with Valerie, especially since she’s much younger than he is.¬†The situation is¬†not helped by the cynicism of his father, who casts a skeptical eye on almost everything Vic does. Furthermore, Valerie has a thuggish friend named Tino who gives her an outlet for her aggressive tendencies. The way she figures it, if people get in the way of her relationship with Vic, she’ll have Tino take care of them. Tino’s willing to do almost anything for Valerie–as long as he gets to play with her feet…

Yep, FATE OF A STRIPPER is not a porn novel, but ye ole Uncle Irv couldn’t resist making one of the characters a little kinky like the guys in¬†my femdom ebooks. It’s also set in the world of strip clubs¬†and¬†Times Square, two locations of human endeavor that I know a little something about.

Anyway, the situation builds to quite a violent climax, and if the New York Post covered it, the story of Vic and Valerie would be probably be entitled¬†something like THE STRIPPER, THE SUCKER AND THE SLAVE. At one point I even considered using that as the title of the novel; it’s¬†the headline¬†Vic nightmarishly visualizes¬†when he’s wondering what the hell is going to happen to him after Valerie goes over the deep end one dark night in downtown Brooklyn…

I’ve made no secret of my love for film noir and noir paperbacks, and so some of that has rubbed off on this novel¬†as well. I hope you’ll read it, I hope you’ll enjoy it, and please let me know with short reviews on Amazon if you take the plunge and learn the FATE OF A STRIPPER!

You can just click through to the Amazon links above and read the opening two and a half chapters absolutely free!

By the way, months after I wrote the book, I looked through thousands of stock photography images for a cover, and I’m glad I was so thorough–because the image by wisky’ at 123RF.com really captures the way I saw the character of Valerie. Click this link to see his portfolio. I hope you agree!

 

 

 

 

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Eroticism in New York City tabloids!

One thing people in the erotica biz¬†traditionally enjoy is seeing how the mainstream media slip in little bits of juicy tease in the guise of reporting the news, or running advertisements. Some of us porn folk are convinced that everybody is really a smut monger at heart! ūüėČ

Case in point are these three pix that ran awhile ago in the New York Daily News, clearly and skillfully chosen for their va-va-voom appeal:

Quite a torrid trio of evocatively erotic images!

Quite a torrid trio of evocatively erotic images!

 

First we have Angela Ahrendts, a¬†highly paid executive in her stiletto boots…then cheeky pop star Rihanna showing her derriere decolletage…and then actress Olivia Munn elegantly attired with a nonetheless mesmerizing cleavage showcase…

Plenty of material here to fascinate and stimulate!

Never to be outdone, the New York Post runs its own gaggle of gorgeous pictures constantly. For example, here are two brazen advertisements they ran recently:

Take your pick: bikini babe or demure temptress!

Take your pick: bikini babe or demure temptress!

 

The ad on the left really surprised me in the boldness of its leggy show…but actually I prefer the ad on the right, which has elements of mystery that appeal to me as a writer of sexy stories. Firstly, the brunette is wearing a pretty dress, which I find intriguing because it leaves so much to my imagination;¬†and¬†secondly, she is shielding her eyes as she looks up to see–who? Friend? Foe? Lover? Creep? And thirdly, she is lightly clutching her purse, which on the obvious level can be sheer self-protection of her valuables, but on the symbolic subliminal level is the Instinctive Defense of the Feminine Fortress.

Aspiring erotica writers can especially use pictures like these from the tabloids for inspiration. Start a story simply by imagining what¬†one of these ladies is saying to you. Write it in¬†the “I” point-of-view in the first person, begin¬†it with a line of dialogue from your dreamgirl, and see where it goes!

 

 

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Femdom pervades modern culture!

Being a writer of erotic fiction, with a specialty in femdom stories, I am very aware of femdommy currents in other avenues of media and culture. The other morning while eating my breakfast and reading the newspaper, I noticed this fashion ad in the New York Post:

Her expression shoots daggers!

Her expression shoots daggers!

I was struck by how mean the model’s expression looked as she posed in her duds. “What are these clothes supposed to be,” I thought, “an appropriate ensemble for ballbusting a rebellious male?”

Several weeks earlier, at the beginning of this summer which has passed oh-too-quickly, I encountered this¬†pose on the cover of the New York Post’s “Hot Issue” summer special:

It's all right to look, but all I can do is ache & put more cream cheese on my bagel.

It’s all right to look, but all I can do is ache & put more cream cheese on my bagel.

 

So I guess you might say I bumped into¬†a little “tease and denial,” a popular form of femdom roleplay, while eating my salt bagel (which I¬†like with plenty of salt).

Yes, femdom is everywhere…even when I go outside to enjoy the sunshine, or walk around near Times Square, I see women eager and ready to rule…

This ad was all over Manhattan earlier in the summer.

This ad was all over Manhattan earlier in the summer.

 

I think it’s funny how in the above ad, the coincidental placement of the leggy model’s hand against the side panel¬†of the bus makes it almost look as if she has a riding crop!

I guess you might say I have femdom on the brain…well, not all the time, because I also have to be concerned with such mundane stuff as making a living, learning to be a better writer (always), reading vintage paperbacks, and checking out pretty women on the street…

In any case, if you want to learn more about the femdom universe from the perspective of one veteran traveler of its trails, check out my Kindle ebooks!

After 3 years this remains my top seller!

After 3 years this remains my top seller!

Check out my U.S. Amazon page here for more info! My ebooks are also available in the U.K., Canada, Germany, France, Spain, Italy, Japan, Australia, and India. Just go to the Amazon pages in those countries and check out my current list of ten titles:

LEARNING TO BE CRUEL

LEARNING TO BE CRUEL PART 2: PUNISHMENT BY THE BOOK

SHE MADE ME A CUCKOLD ON BLACK FRIDAY

SPELL OF DOMINANCE

DOMINANT CHINESE TWINS ENSLAVE WHINY MAN

NAKED BEFORE HER

THE CUCKOLD AND THE CLEAVAGE

MOMMY’S LITTLE DUNCE

TOES ARE FOR SUCKING

…last but not least (it’s really quite wild) there’s my supernatural femdom tale:

THE DOMINATRIX WHO COULDN’T DIE!

Please let me know how you like them either with a comment here, at my Twitter account @irvoneil, or by leaving a review on Amazon.

Thanks in advance, and enjoy!

 

 

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How to punish your roommate after the Super Bowl!

Reading the New York Post yesterday (1/30/14), I learned about a bargain between two roommates, a guy and a girl, concerning the Super Bowl. Both roommates are bartenders; the guy works at a bar backing the Denver Broncos, the girl at a bar cheering the Seattle Seahawks.

If the Broncos win, the girl is going to have to stop serving “Seahawks blue” kamikazes and put on a Broncos orange-and-blue jersey, delivered by the guy; but if the Seahawks win, in the words of the girl quoted in the Post:

“He’ll not only clean the apartment from top to bottom, but he’ll also have to wear a feather boa to work for an entire year.”¬†

Wow, what a difference! If the Broncos lose, this guy is going to get punished with “extreme housework” and a yearlong sentence of feather boa-wearing! The Post writers, Elizabeth Hagen and Laura Italiano, describe this as a more “creative revenge”–but it reminds me of what happened in Greek mythology to Hercules in the land of Queen Omphale: he was punished by the gods for a transgression and¬†for a year was a slave to the Queen,¬†participating in what was certainly seen in those days as “women’s work,” like looming; as well as wearing the queen’s clothes¬†(feather boa time, ancient style?) while she put on his. Note his club on her shoulder, as well as his lion skin, in this painting by Bartholomew Spranger. Doesn’t Herc look a little embarrassed in her gown, holding some wool?

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I just find the wide contrast in the level and concepts of post-Super Bowl retribution, even if just in fun, to be fascinating and indicative of the differences between men and women.

You can read the full Post story here.

 
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Posted by on January 31, 2014 in Erotica, history of erotica, New York City

 

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New York City Bike-Seat Sniffing Surge?

A friend of mine was watching one of the Citibike racks recently installed on the NYC streets for what I call the “Mike’s Bikes” program. Setting up these vehicles for the citizenry was one of Mayor Michael Bloomberg’s pet projects. Anyway, my pal saw a girl in very short shorts alight from her bike and replace it in the docking station, and as soon as she walked off, a guy came up and sniffed the seat which only moments before had been honored with the presence of her Daisy Duked derriere!

Hmm, I’d like to see the New York Post report further on this Citibikeseat sniffing phenomenon. How widespread is it?

I liked how the sun was caressing the seat... :)

I liked how the sun was caressing the seat… ūüôā

Come to think of it, those bike seats kinda sorta call to mind the undulating form of a lovely lass laying on her tummy, don’t you think? Or maybe I’ve seen too many pictures by Lucien Clergue

Anyway, what other dirty thoughts have coursed through my porn writer’s mind lately? Well, when I went to a Duane Reade drugstore the other day, I got a glimpse of Katy Perry’s cleavage…

I can hear the crunch...

I can hear the crunch…

“Sweet” and “salty” are definitely terms that come to mind…but I’d rather not feel sinless around Katy! ūüėČ

Meanwhile, on other fronts, the exclusive and intensive interview series I did with the Silent Porn Star about my smut writing & editing career is now complete, and you can read all about my time in the Trenches of Tumescence here. If you can, leave a comment on the Silent Porn Star site and let her know how you liked her work. I think she did a great job, but of course who can deny the uplifting infusion of ego satisfaction I experienced at being interviewed at such length, after spending so many years myself as the relatively invisible interviewer of hundreds of strippers, porn stars, as well as a few dommes, XXX film directors, a noir paperback publisher, a sword-and-sandal artist, and an international ping pong champion?

And, to once again complement the online publication of these pieces, here’s more writing from my early days in the erotica/porn/whatever-you-wanna-call-it trade. It’s the article I did for the December 1978 issue of HIGH SOCIETY (with 70s sex symbol Jackie Bisset on the cover), and it’s a profile of legendary pinup collector Art Amsie, a piece which I mention in the first section of the Silent Porn Star interview. Art, who passed away a few years ago, had an amazing collection of every pinup artist you can imagine, and his gallery was where I first learned about Bettie Page (whose name is “Betty” in the article, since she had still not resurfaced with the proper spelling) as well as great talents like Gil Elvgren, Alberto Vargas, and Peter Driben. It’s written under yet another of my writing names, “Irving Wexler.” Just click on the pictures to make them larger and readable. I hope you enjoy it.

Jackie Bisset was the object of many a horny conversation!

Jackie Bisset was the object of many a horny conversation!

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See how my porn editor’s mind works? I tried to capture your attention with the kinky headline, only to hope you stayed for the serious stuff! ūüėČ

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I got the cover scan of HIGH SOCIETY from the great vintage mag dealer Oldmags.com, and the article was in my clip file. I took the bike and Katy Perry pix myself. (I wish I could have taken a picture of Katy ON a bike! Ruff-ruff!!)

The name is...what the fuck IS my name??

The name is…what the fuck IS my name??

 

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The New York Post: friend to legmen, foot lovers, and bathwater drinkers!!

Hope you’ve been enjoying your weekend. After a Friday of rain and wet snow, we here in NYC got a beautiful sunny and almost spring-like Saturday and Sunday. What a pleasure to walk around and check out the flea market with a friend…

I want to thank the readers in the U.S. and Germany who bought copies of Learning to be Cruel and Learning to be Cruel Part 2 over the last couple of days. Did you hear about them on my blog here, or did you find them via Twitter or elsewhere? I welcome your comments!

After almost 2 years this remains my top seller!

After almost 2 years this remains my top seller!

This sequel is one of the craziest stories of my twisted career!

This sequel is one of the craziest stories of my twisted career!

You can leave them anonymously on this blog or in a review on Amazon! I hope you’re enjoying the adventures of my submissive hero Lester as he tangles with Miss Meirong, the cruel and inventive Chinese-American goddess of his dreams. As ever, you can find the books in the Kindle department of the Amazon stores in the U.S., UK, Japan, Germany, Italy, France, Spain, Canada, and Brazil. Just click to the right under the bookmark “My ebooks” to be taken to the U.S. Kindle store.

In other news, the terrific British artist Sardax has just published his own illustrated translation of Venus in Furs on Kindle, the great 19th century classic of femdom.

The narrator of Venus in Furs tends to his mistress at her bath...her whip nearby!

The narrator of Venus in Furs tends to his mistress at her bath…her whip nearby!

I urge you to check it out! Go to Amazon here to check out a sample of the book and read my full review.

Now one thing I enjoy doing is reporting to you readers all over the world about the kinky coverage that appears regularly in the New York Post. First last Thursday 3/1/13 we got an amazing leg shot of Selena Gomez, Justin Bieber’s ex-girlfriend…

Those are indeed impressive pins. Fill me with vim and vigor!

Those are indeed impressive pins. Fill me with vim and vigor!

Then on the same day we got a story about that actress from Game of Thrones doing a nude scene on Broadway. I liked one of the theatergoers’ comments: “I would drink Emilia Clarke’s bathwater.” I frequently use that expression myself as a way of denoting my admiration of a lady’s charms…I wonder if I could actually ever do such a thing. Never say never, I guess… ūüėČ

I've never watched Game of Thrones but I know some people swear by it.

I’ve never watched Game of Thrones but I know some people swear by it.

Finally today in the Post we got a story about a girl’s adventures serving up her feet at a foot fetish party. The photographer for the story got a very nice toe cleavage shot…

Nice toe cleavage on the right footsie...but nails should have been polished a color in small shot!!

Nice toe cleavage on the right footsie…but nails should have been polished a color in small shot!!

You can read the full story here.

I knew a topless dancer from Europe here in NYC who was thinking of trying this as a way to make extra money. She had nice legs and feet, and I’d known her for about a year as a customer, and I said, “Hey, I’ll worship your feet.” She knew I liked femdom but she wasn’t very good at roleplaying; it wasn’t her thing, so she just generally gave me a pretty vanilla dance with no bossy mistress-like chatter. When it came to the foot parties, though, she seemed more inclined to the idea of letting total strangers do it instead, and it never happened between us. Maybe she thought I just wanted a freebie, but I would have been willing to pay her just like the guys at those foot parties. Except I would have felt more comfortable doing it with her in private, rather than as one of a line of gents glomming onto her heels and soles. No matter how much the feet are wiped off between “sessions” at a party, I wouldn’t be able to erase the images of the joes who’d been drooling on a girl’s toes right before me…

In any case, after that, I lost track of her until about a year later when I ran into her at a totally different club. I didn’t ask her about the foot fetish parties; I don’t know if she ever did them; and if she did, I wasn’t interested in what she did with her insteps with other people. I guess I was hurt that she didn’t want me to worship her legs and feet…that after visiting her in the club for so long, I wasn’t her go-to choice for a toe slave! ¬† ūüė¶

 
 

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Sexology on Sunday…

Another year draws to a close. Not the best year, that’s for sure. A rough year in work and sometimes in emotions. But I have been gratified how people all over the world look at this blog on a daily basis. Today it’s been viewed everywhere from the United States to France, Brazil to Korea, from Austria to Canada to India to Sweden to Argentina…

So I sit down to post with a glass of Jameson at my side. My drink is Irish, my pen name is Irish, but my cock is Jewish. L’chaim!¬†

I got ahead in my weekly writing for DDF Productions so I could relax over this second holiday weekend in a row, but I ended up spending time on the computer anyway. I’m like a Siamese twin with my laptop, oh well. (Check out DDF’s blog here, it uses much of the XXX adult website copy I write for them and has links to my newsletters.) But I did get out to the flea market where I found a very interesting vintage paperback version of a sexology book first published in 1924, Sex and Life by W.F. Robie, M.D.

The book's typeface looks like that of the original 1924 edition.

The book’s typeface looks like that of the original 1924 edition.

The inside of this 1965 paperback looks like a facsimile of the original edition, with illustrations by Gustave Dor√© of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, from his illustrations for John Milton’s Paradise Lost

Strikes me that Dore is the perfect illustrator for sexology books wherein men and women wander in search of erotic knowledge.

Strikes me that Dore is the perfect illustrator for sexology books wherein men and women wander in search of erotic knowledge.

I started paging through it last night and found myself absorbed in a case history which was presented in the form of a “sexual autobiography” by one of the doctor’s correspondents. It details the story of a man born in 1888, and how by 1917 his sexual life was lived in erotic fantasy, with him occasionally masturbating about women he was infatuated with, but how he never found a female companion to love and have actual sex with. What made him unusual was how he claimed to only masturbate about women with whom he was frustrated in love and could not ever get involved with. He didn’t find pictures or burlesque shows or vaudeville stimulating–only the mental images of the women he wanted but couldn’t have. It wasn’t like they were “teasing” him and then “denying” him in the modern sense of that fetish–one girl in particular simply had no interest in being his sweetheart.

Of course he didn’t use the word “masturbation” so freely, but mixed it up post-Victorian style with terms like “auto-erotism” and “erotic reveries” and referred to his moods of “voluptuousness.”

I’m now reading a section of letters between the doctor and a female correspondent from around 1919, wherein she asks him first about a “friend” who had syphilis, and then later confesses that she was the victim of the disease, and that she was only too ashamed to admit it in her first letters. This section really brings to life the terror that people lived in vis a vis venereal disease back in those pre-penicillin days, and also reminds me of the helpless terror of AIDS that swept society in the late 1980s.

Ironically, when I opened the New York Post today, there was an article about a new book called The Men on My Couch by a contemporary psychologist, Dr. Brandy Engler, who deals a lot with the problem of guys in the Big Apple today. You can find the article here.

I wonder what it would be like to go to a pretty shrink...wait, I wrote a story about that called Mommy's Little Dunce!

I wonder what it would be like to go to a pretty shrink…wait, I wrote an ebook about that called Mommy’s Little Dunce! Although the shrink in my story was not a PhD. but a dominatrix/quack.

People’s lack of psychosexual insight and information always leads them into sticky waters (pun not intended, but let it stand). Today we understand that masturbation doesn’t cause blindness or hair on your palms, and of course syphilis can now be cured (with penicillin starting in 1947), but we have other sexual problems in our modern world which Dr. Engler’s patients deal with and which she writes about in her book. Check out the link to the article above, and you’ll see what I mean. So even though the dilemmas are different over the span of 125 years, from 1888 to almost 2013, the search for answers and the relief of erotic anxiety continues.

One reason I enjoy reading psychology and case histories is that it’s both illuminating and sometimes inspires me in the erotic fiction I write. Between Dr. Robie’s book and the Post article, an interesting theme has emerged in my mind from reading about the problems of men and women around World War One and the Age of the Fiscal Cliff, and I hope to explore it in some new stories. But I don’t want to say what this theme is until I actually see if I can work it into stories. I am a big fan of the theory that if you talk about your writing, it just remains talk. First write, then talk–that’s more my style.

Even one of the Dore illustrations from the Robie book, of Adam watching Eve sleep, could spur a tale…

These illustrations were probably very titillating back in their day, the mid-1800s.

These illustrations were probably very titillating back in their day, the mid-1800s.

Check out the Wikipedia page on Gustave Doré, there is some cool stuff there. Also check out Dark Classics, a cool art site where I found the Adam and Eve pictures.

And please check out my Amazon page here¬†and enjoy the free samples of my femdom erotica, like the aforementioned Mommy’s Little Dunce (about a guilty fortyish porn writer who gets spanked for his literary sins), She Made a Cuckold on Black Friday (about a holiday shopping trip one man would never forget) or my latest, Learning to Be Cruel Part 2, which is subtitled “Punishment by the Book” and has my submissive hero teased and disciplined in a huge bookstore! If you like the free samples, please try the complete stories for only $2.99 each, which can be read on Kindles or even on your computers and mobile devices with the apps.

This is one of my best stories--very kinky yet very funny.

This is one of my best stories–very kinky yet very funny.

My fascination for Asian girls bubbles over in this one! I write from the groin as well as my brain.

My fascination for Asian girls bubbles over in this one! I write from the groin as well as my brain.

This is the epic sequel to my top-selling ebook Learning to be Cruel. Another exciting Chinese dominatrix rules the narrative!! :)

This is the epic sequel to my top-selling ebook Learning to be Cruel. An exciting Asian dominatrix returns to rule the narrative!!

So that’s what’s been on my mind these last couple of days. I hope 2013 will be better than 2012 in many ways! I hope you have a Happy New Year, and thanks for reading.

 

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