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Enslaved 2 – Taking Her (Mind Control Gangbang)

May 15, 2013 / M. Keep / No comments

Enslaved 2 – Taking Her (Mind Control Gangbang)

Beren can’t hide his prize slave forever.

His superior needs a centerpiece for a dinner of the rich and powerful, and she suits his desires perfectly. Will she be able to please all of the elves and humans that take her?

Warning! Contains a gangbang, themes of slavery and domination, mind control, oral, anal and vaginal sex in this 8,000 word erotica.

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Excerpt:

The day had begun much the same as so many before; she was sat upon her young master’s lap, his strong arms around her. The tall, brown haired scholar, pale and lean but masculine and stronger than he appeared, ran his hands along her smooth, dark flesh.

The sound of their lips smacking moistly filled the room. She knew this could go on for some time. As inexperienced as Beren was when they met, he was infatuated with her. Always hungry to learn more, to please her better, but most importantly, to make her fawn over and adore him more.

Enslaved 1 – Finding Her (Mind Control Romance)

May 15, 2013 / M. Keep / No comments

Enslaved 1 – Finding Her (Mind Control Romance)

The runic tattoos that covered her body read as a book to any who had the knowledge.

She was a slave, available to be controlled. Commanded. She cums on command and pleases for hours for any who understand that ancient tongue.

When she escapes from the forest elves, she thinks she’s free until she falls into the hands of the attractive human, Beren. Will he use the sorcery to control her mind?

Warning! Contains mind control, constant nudity, forced orgasms, pierced genitals, m/f sex, a dark elf and a pale human, and oral sex. An erotic novella of 13,000 words.

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Excerpt:

The thumping in her chest outpaced the thudding of her feet against the forest floor. It was all unfamiliar to her, the trees thrusting upwards and blocking out the hazy sun. The scents and animals were foreign.

How far had they taken her?

She jumped between two gnarled roots, her footsteps still graceful despite her state of disarray. Wild, white hair flew behind her as she ran, her dark brown skin dewy from her exertion.

Tiffany’s First Gangbang (Feeding the Cum Slut)

April 10, 2013 / M. Keep / No comments

Tiffany’s First Gangbang ([Feeding the Cum Slut] Pt. 7 – Naughty schoolgirl Collection)Finding three wanting, needy men in her room was just what she needed.

Even if they were the reason she was kicked out of summer school. She needed one final hurrah before the grounding of a lifetime, and Tiffany’s only too willing to make sure they all get their rocks off.

Not that her opinion mattered much. After all, her loving stepbrother was orchestrating the entire thing, and he made certain that not a drop of cum is deposited anywhere but her pussy.

Warning! This erotic short contains a gangbang between four legal teens, including step siblings. Abusive language and jerkish attitudes only make Tiffany hotter, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t love the tender finale between her and her stepfather.

Part of a naughty schoolgirl collection (#7)

Excerpt:

“Stop that,” Tiffany slapped away the man’s hand as it grazed over her t-shirt, exciting the nipples under the tight, white fabric. She hadn’t worn a bra all summer, and she loved it most days, but today she had her exam. Her second history exam.

This was the day she had been cramming for. She just had to pass this one test and she’d be out of summer school, able to go to college in a month’s time, and maybe even get to enjoy some of her summer before then. She’d been grounded since failing History in June, and she was determined to get out once more.

Tiffany’s Brother (Reluctant Sister)

April 9, 2013 / M. Keep / No comments

Tiffany’s Brother ([Reluctant Sister] Pt. 6 – Naughty schoolgirl Collection)Tiffany’s brother is a jerk, and when she catches him taking pictures of her sex toys, she’s angry.

But he looked so much like her stepfather, and no one else was home. That throbbing between her legs was insistent, even though the window was open, and anyone could see inside.

When he asked her if it was true that her stepfather was trying to knock her up, he knew he had to take a shot.

Warning! This erotic short contains unprotected sex between two step-sibling teens, including a blowjob, blackmail, and Tiffany just keeps getting hotter.

Part of a naughty schoolgirl collection (#6)

Excerpt:

She slammed the door, storming into the kitchen. Tiffany was sick of wasting her days through summer school just because she missed one stupid exam. The rest of the semester should have counted. Mister Thorn should have let her retake it.

It was a beautiful, hot day and all Tiffany wanted to do was go out and swim, sunbathe, enjoy her last few months of freedom. She was a young woman, ready to go out and see the world, and instead she was grounded on her last summer off before college.

Bound as the World Burns (An Apocalyptic Interracial BDSM)

April 7, 2013 / M. Keep / No comments

Bound as the World Burns (An Apocalyptic Interracial BDSM)

At the end of the world, Cassidy found something she never expected. Love.

The sweet college freshman never even made it to her first day of classes. She never dreamed she’d be trapped in a bunker during the apocalypse, and her parents would not approve just how quickly she fell for the buff black man, Leon. Yet when he taught her how to serve and please him, she realized just how much she needed a dominant man to take care of her.

An apocalyptic interracial BDSM romance.

Warning: Contains a reluctant young woman falling for an older man outside of her class and race, including m/f consensual sex, oral sex, and BDSM themes including pleasure denial and an introduction to a 24/7 lifestyle. 30,000 words.

Excerpt:

The terrible, earth shaking cries of the initial disaster had long stopped. It was nigh impossible to tell how much time had passed in the secured bunker of the school, seeing as communications and power had been gone since the second day.

Cassidy had been huddled in with several others then, hopeful that whatever was happening was going to be brief and done with soon. That had seemed reasonable at the time, and the hope that it was all over had led many of her compatriots in the bunker to leave in the hopes of meeting up with rescuers.

She could remember the first man with his dark rimmed glasses convincing some of the others that the radio was dead because of some interference and that if they didn’t go out in search of help, they’d never get it because they were in some sort of ‘dead zone’. He never came back, nor did the others who followed.

Demon’s Den ([Demon/Elf Rough Sex Erotica] Anjasa Between Dungeons)

March 29, 2013 / M. Keep / No comments

Demon’s Den ([Demon/Elf Rough Sex Erotica] Anjasa Between Dungeons)

Anjasa needs an orb to trade to a mob boss for her son’s life. Fortunately for her, it’s being held by a demon of carnal delights who hasn’t been woken in countless years. He’s horny, and she’s oh so willing, even as he chokes her during sex. After all, she likes it rough, and the burning demon can definitely deliver.

Warning: Contains a brutal demon taking what he needs from a submissive elf who doesn’t believe in safe words. Contains rough anal sex and dangerous breathplay. An erotic short of over 8k words.

Excerpt:

The dungeon itself was a sprawling monument to demonic evils, sinful torments and pleasures beyond most mortal reckonings. With architecture that spiraled up–or more accurately down, as the whole thing seemed to closely resemble an inverted cathedral–in black stone or metal, reaching sharp, jagged points. Every flat surface was embossed with depictions of wicked devils performing wanton acts of cruelty or lust on mortals.

The daring elf, Anjasa, had made her way through countless chambers of terrifying death where demons frozen by enchantment awaited but the slightest misstep to be set off in defense of their cathedral to sin. None of those challenges were beyond her skill.

Dragon’s Lair ([Dragonkin Cock Worship Erotica] Anjasa Between Dungeons)

March 29, 2013 / M. Keep / No comments

Dragon’s Lair ([Dragonkin Cock Worship Erotica] Anjasa Between Dungeons)Anjasa was fucked, but not in the way she liked.

At least, not until she tempts the dragon-born jailor to come her way. Still, when she finds out he’s too big, even for her, she has to get creative.

Warning: Cock worship done in ways only a true devotee can. Huge dicks and inter species sex between a female elf and a male part-dragon (dragonkin). An erotic short of over 5,500 words.

Excerpt:

Anjasa had to give one thing to the dragon: he was observant.

If she had to confess one other thing: it was that his lair was hell itself.

Everything was hot and uncomfortable, the jagged metal that made up the bars to her cell were scorching to the touch. Even the smooth, obsidian stones of his mountain hideaway were warm. It was as if she were in the belly of the great firebreather himself. Which she was lucky she wasn’t, considering at least one of her companions had ended up that way.

It hadn’t been pleasant seeing the young man charge in and get devoured so, but hey, better him than her. He’d been good for a few nights fun. Plus it’d earned her his devotion enough that he sacrificed himself in her place, but now he was gone and she was alone.

Vile Wasteland – A Post Apocalyptic Erotic Romance

March 29, 2013 / M. Keep / No comments

Vile Wasteland – A Post Apocalyptic Erotic Romance

Wandering the post-apocalyptic wastes of old humanity, the young virgin Alex encounters peril, danger and men willing to help or exploit her. How can she tell them apart?

A young woman sets off onto a journey to save her people. Full of confidence and excitement, she quickly finds out the wasteland of the world above her bunker is harsher than she expected. Her people are relying on her, however, and she’s their only remaining hope.

Vile Wasteland is the story of Alexandra, a brave young woman who confronts the horrors of an uncivilized wasteland with only her own wits, and the hope that she doesn’t trust the wrong man to aid her in her journey.

Warning, this 50k word novel contains blow jobs, reluctance, cunninglingus, quick relationships and some themes of cheating, as well as taboo sex not intended to arouse.

Excerpt:

It was too late to turn back, not that she wanted to. The ‘wastes’ of the valley spread out before her as she crested the ridge. It was a strange assortment of grey, green and reddish brown all nestled into a large u-shaped valley with a blue snake of a river that wound its way through. Alexandra couldn’t see it all from her position, but what she could see was far more than her world had encompassed for the past decade.

The heavy pack upon her back was a burden of more than just its weight. The technical equipment inside it represented the best bargaining tool her people in the bunker had for food and supplies.

A last desperate act to get what they needed to survive.

Cock Worshiping Goddess (Cock Slave to a Demon)

March 29, 2013 / M. Keep / No comments

Cock Worshipping Goddess (Cock Slave to a Demon)

He deserves to have that beautiful Goddess between his thighs.

He didn’t doubt it, even after hours of her fellatiating him on her own throne. She controls the world, has churches dedicated to her worship, yet all she wants is to supplicate herself before the demon and his otherworldly dick.

Warning: This 3k word short is all about a powerful woman who throws her loyal subjects away for a chance at a demon’s cock.

Excerpt:

She was gorgeous. Beyond reason, beyond logic, beyond human fathoming, she was gorgeous. Rumours and gossip had swirled about her for years, and with each passing month, more and more people had heard about the Queen of the Under Realms and her smooth, ivory skin.

She was pure white, but for the dark black of her eyes, and her silken hair flowed around her body like an elaborate robe, hiding her constant nudity from all about her. She was in charge, leading men and women to battle, seizing victory over the Realms, and winning against goblins and demons and worse things that had no names.

A Night of the Arts (Public Pussy Worship)

January 19, 2013 / M. Keep / No comments

A Night of the Arts - An erotic night of exhibitionism.

A woman lays, naked and worshiped, before a group of wealthy men.

Lillian arranges for some of the elite men in the city to come to an exclusive book reading. What really catches their attention, however, is her nude, voluptuous form as it is so expertly played by her sensuous lover for all to enjoy. What’s to follow is a scene of pussy worship that will make you blush and writhe.

Warning: The attention to detail and delicious descriptions of the female form will leave you hungering for another night of the arts. An arousing short of over 3,000 words.

Excerpt:

A plush, red couch adorned in silver with tiny tasselled pillows sat in the middle of the large, dark room. The windows were high and the silver moonlight poked through the leafy trees, casting an eerie glow on the nearly bare chamber. The couch was of high design and surrounded by tiny, whisking candle flames, blowing in the slight draft of evening air. Spartan though the room was, a book rested on the seat, its weight heavy on the overstuffed couch.

The candles smelled of pure wax and fire, though the room also had a slight tinge of incense, mild hints of sweet spices mixed with flame. The area was fairly large and with simple décor, several small wooden chairs spread out to surround the couch. A large painting was hung between the two windows of a beautiful maiden with dark hair and a pregnant stomach, splayed outdoors in the woods across a large rock. The painting was expertly made and richly framed though the colours were dark and subdued, giving it an almost haunting look in the flickering light.

Simply Zij

December 16, 2012 / M. Keep / No comments

Simply decorated, the room is large but pleasant, with cushions and soft sheets of various colours and varieties strewn about. Though what draws the eye is the majestically tall and broad blue-skinned Troll seated on the large cream coloured chair at the centre.

The Troll known as Zij sits quietly, lounging in the sea of soft cushions, utterly exposed and naked but not in the least bit uncomfortable. His body sprawls across the chair. Leaning into a corner, one thick, muscular arm curls over the back of the seat, the other laid upon the arm rest, casually draped at its edge.

Simply Jez

December 16, 2012 / M. Keep / No comments

Zij is having a terrible week. The Tuskguards his fighting force wasn’t seeing the enthusiasm he had hoped for, and he has become disgruntled. Always the obedient and doting wife, Jez sought to change that.

A simple clay cup sat beside Zij, half full, the bottom filled with assorted herbs and flowers meant to relax and sooth. Jez sits sideways in front of Zij, nude, her powder blue skin is blemish free, and a few shades lighter than his. Her straight, dark blue hair is freshly washed, scented with mage royal, falling to the mid of her back and tied into several loose braids that are soft to the touch.

A Night of the Arts

December 16, 2012 / M. Keep / No comments

A plush, red couch adorned in silver with tiny tasseled pillows sat in the middle of the large, dark room. The windows were high and the silver moonlight poked through the leafy trees, casting an eerie glow on the nearly bare room. The couch was of elven design, of course, and surrounded by tiny, whisking candle flames, blowing in the slight draft of evening. Sparse though the room was, a book rested on the seat, its weight heavy on the overstuffed couch.

The candles smelled of pure wax and fire, though the room also had a slight tinge of incense, mild hints of sweet spices mixed with flame. The room was fairly large and with simple décor, several small wooden tables and chairs spread out to surround the couch. A large painting was hung between the two windows of a beautiful elven maiden with dark hair and a pregnant stomach, splayed outdoors in the woods across a large rock. The painting was expertly made and richly framed though the colours were dark and subdued giving it an almost haunting look in the flickering light.

Kali Goes to the Auction House

December 16, 2012 / M. Keep / No comments

Kali grinned as she fell to her knees on the hard dirt floor of the Orgrimmar auction house. In front of her stood her lover, speaking with one of the auctioneers about listing some of his enchantment materials. She lifted the heavy bottom to his robe, and quickly snuck her body underneath. Her lover shifted above her, uncomfortable, as she began nuzzling his right thigh.

The auction house was crammed with people, but all were too distracted to have noticed the orc warrior slip beneath the warlock’s robe. She could hear someone, obviously a troll, begin yelling at the auctioneer, before stomping away, and numerous taurens running in and out.

The Poet and the Mercenaries

December 16, 2012 / M. Keep / No comments

Amarice walked along the bridge out of Stormwind, her head hung low. Her little reading turned out to have the opposite effect on her than what she hoped. She’d hoped it would clear her mind and heart, help get Marasy from her thoughts. Instead it made her chest swell with pain. Thinking about it more drove her to pick up her pace, walking away from the city faster.

As she neared the gates, she let the scrap of paper with her writing on it fall into the water under the bridge. She didn’t want to be reminded anymore today. Wearing her white dress she felt vulnerable and alone, she missed the comfort of her mail and suddenly wished she hadn’t rushed out of town so fast.

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