Book Review!

In Pink - Part-One of the

In Pink – Part-One of the “Domains” Series : Where female domination meets upscale vacation by Miss Irene Clearmont

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Breathtaking!

When I read Miss Irene Clearmont’s work, I never know what to say. She steals my thoughts as well as my breath.

Miss Irene Clearmont’s work is not for everyone. It is strong, powerful, intense, and unforgiving. It is deep and complex, oftentimes dark, and not for the weak-willed or faint of heart. You can’t come at her casually. You have to be prepared to invest thought, focus, and intent. However, you will be greatly rewarded. She asks not for your love, but only for your unwavering loyalty and devotion, and in return she will grant you access into worlds beyond your ken.

Her focus is probably considered niche, but I strongly suspect there are far more women and even more men who find it enticing than are willing to admit.

I liken her writing to classical literature. I freely admit that I study it. I want to understand how she can evoke such fantastic images with comparatively little description. This isn’t to say that she doesn’t describe things. On the contrary, she does and quite well. What amazes me is just how much she can conjure for the words that she uses. I think it is simply that she gives you just enough to stimulate your imagination in the direction that she wants you to go, but then lets it take over in painting the picture. When I write, I want you to see exactly what I see. She lets you see whatever you want, as long as you follow the path that she has laid out for you.

The pacing is perfect. It never drags and it never rushes. Her word choice is always just right. The characters are vivid, full and complete people who could walk off the page. The prose is elegant. The dialogue is engaging. The humor is subtle. You can read it over and over again and find something new each time.

You may have noticed that I haven’t actually said anything about the book. I’m not going to. I will not spoil even a single word. It is magnificent. It is stunning. It is a bargain at any price. You will not be able to put it down and you will be thankful for the opportunity to have read it.

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From Sissy to Sensational by M.C. Questgend

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

One of the things that I like most about M.C. Questgend is that she focuses on the exploration of gender in a variety of different ways. Like most of us, there are many facets of ourselves that we are often hesitant or uncomfortable connecting with and allowing ourselves to experience. She always seems to be able to weave a new and interesting take on characters looking inside themselves.

Our hero, Jamie, begins his journey young and has the benefit of an older sibling who sees no harm in it and is supportive. Not everyone in Jamie’s life is so understanding. Jamie’s aunt, who seems like she would be someone that he could turn to for guidance turns out not to be, perhaps more from a sense of violation than anything else. Jamie’s mother, however, is a cruel woman who is more concerned about how she is perceived by others than she is her son’s need for a mother’s love and care. She forcibly inflicts her own ignorance and misconceptions on him vindictively, something which Jamie finds the strength to endure and eventually overcome.

Fortunately, Jamie finds guidance from a mentor who is quick to teach him that he must never let anyone take advantage of or disrespect him regardless of his path. I was a bit disappointed that M.C. had fallen into a trope, but then she cleverly showed me that she had just set me as the reader up to think that, and spun me in a different direction. Jamie learns that there will always be people who fear what they don’t understand, but there will also always be people who embrace the unknown and will help you on your journey. Jamie learns that strength comes from within and it is okay to express yourself in whatever way you need to. Embracing your softer side doesn’t make you weak, and a man can still be successful in both business and life, even if he enjoys the feeling of silk panties and lace stockings.

One of my favorite things to tell people is “Be who you are.” Once again, M.C. shows us that she understands what I mean when I say that as clearly as I do, and demonstrates the deep truth and necessity of that statement in finding happiness in a clever and entertaining story.

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Cuckolded by the Futa Motorcycle Club

Cuckolded by the Futa Motorcycle Club by Sally Bend

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


Wow. Just wow. This book is not for the faint of heart. It is very intense. It’s not so much the individual bits. It’s when you take them all together in one continuous story that it kind of blows your mind. Sally is careful to make sure that you understand that Sissy Princess is ecstatic about his place and position subordinate to his Goddess. There is none of the humiliation that is so common is cuckold stories. In fact, Carolyn, Sissy Princess’ wife and Goddess treats him quite well, giving him everything his little heart desires. He is never actually cuckolded until he, in his own way, also makes a cuckquean of his wife at the same time. He knows his place, and even though he so pleases the Queen that he is given an exalted position in the Club, his loyalty is always first and foremost to his Goddess. For him, even the Queen must ask Carolyn’s permission before he follows her commands. And when he becomes the first sissy futa bride, both his Goddess and the Queen pay homage to him. In the end, his unwavering devotion earns him every sissy’s dream. Sally has created a masterpiece of futa, sissy, and cuckold stories, showing her incredible talent as a writer and a dreamer of the possibilities inherent in genderfluidity. If futanari, cuckolding, or willing and consensual sissification hold even the slightest interest for you, this is the book that you have been looking for.

Chasing Dreams

Two months ago, I decided to write erotic and a erotic romance professionally. It’s my goal to make it full-time career. I’ve tried other things and nothing else brings me the same level of…joy…that I get when I’m writing a story with enough emotional intensity to make the reader cry or sex so hot the page bursts into flame. I wrap myself in these characters and I live their lives whether it’s just a few hours like with Leslie or Cherie, or years, like Christine or Cat. Then, I do my best to recount the experience for you.

I’d hoped that I’d be an award-winning, NYT bestseller by now, but I also know that’s completely unrealistic. But what are dreams if we only allow ourselves reality? The stuff I write doesn’t help either. You won’t ever see my books next to Stephen King’s. Still, this is what makes me happy. I wrote Christine: Pain and I still cry every time I read it. I’ve pleasured myself silly re-reading Futa Birthday Surprise. The part that boggles my mind is that I wrote them. Me. They are products of my own mind. I’ve written, re-written, deleted, changed, added, edited, re-read, edited, re-read, edited,…see where I’m going here? Yet, they still have that effect on my every time. It’s sincerely my greatest hope that other people get even a little of what I do out of them.

People ask me if I’m doing this – the writing thing – to explore my sexuality. I have to laugh at that. I’ve been exploring my sexuality since I was born and I’ll continue to do so until I die. This has nothing to do with that. This is about me finally finding something that makes me truly happy that I just might be able to make a career out of.

The career part is the trick though. I’ve got to get enough books out there to have a decent sized catalog for people to work through. I’ve got to get people to actually take a chance on them and read them in the first place. Christine has stellar reviews. They all do. But I have to get them out there and get enough people reading them. That’s the hard part. That’s what I’m working on, and it is indeed a lot of work. It’s definitely NOT the fun part, but it is necessary if I’m going to quit my day job. So, if you see my advertising spam, or find me fumbling my way through Facebook and Twitter while I’m trying to generate enough income that I can afford to pay for someone else to do the real promotion, so that I can, in turn, actually spend more time doing the writing part that I love so much, please be patient. Better yet, take a chance. Pick up Christine: Courtship. I guarantee you’ll like it.

Cherie is Awakened


Sometimes, I just know that my book is good. Really good. I reread it and I’m proud of what I’ve written. I think everyone else will enjoy it if they give it a chance. Like Christine: Courtship. I know it’s a fantastic erotic romance, and I’ve got 8 5-star reviews on Goodreads to prove it. It’s just a matter of getting people to try them – marketing – something I’ve barely begun to scratch the surface of.

Sometimes, I’m not sure. I mean, I think I did a good job, but I’m not sure that I hit the mark that I was aiming for. That was the case with Cherie’s Awakening: A Futa Story. So, when a renowned connoisseur and futanari specialist with some incredible books under her belt said “I’m going to take a look at one of your futa books”, I was both excited and a little scared that she wouldn’t like it. I need not have feared. She gave it 5 stars and wrote a short review. This is what she had to say:

“Something I absolutely love in erotic fiction is taking the journey with a woman as she discovers her love for other women. Cherie’s Awakening delivers just that, and with such yummy detail! Not only was Cherie’s unplanned fling with her futa lover a delight to read, but the icing on the cake was the sensual self-love scene that follows (self-love in erotica is so important and so much fun to read!). An excellent story, and I truly hope this isn’t the last we see of Cherie.”

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Pain Arrives!


Christine: Pain is out and available now! Super sexy and emotionally intense – here’s a little excerpt:

I panicked and I’m sure that it was evident on my face. She let me twist for a minute, before flashing me that devilish grin. She’d been messing with me. I glared at her playfully. “Grr! You stinker! I’m going to…”

“What?” She raised an eyebrow, then ran her hand through her hair and put her chin out. “What are you going to do? Take me home and spank me?” She smirked.

Her sudden boldness caught me off-guard. “M-maybe. Maybe I won’t. You don’t know!”

She chuckled and grabbed my hands, giving them a couple of quick squeezes. “I know exactly what’s going to happen. We’re going to eat some amazing cheesecake with two spoons just like a romance movie, then go for a walk just like in a romance movie, then go home, get naked, and you’re going to spank me like in a different kind of movie.” The look in her eyes instantly gave me an erection. She held my gaze for a moment, then waved at our waitress. “We’ll be back in a moment. Just leave the cheesecake here at the table.” She turned to me, grabbed my hand, and pulled me out of the restaurant.

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Book Review!

Forewarning: If you are a conservative Christian or a Catholic, you may want to skip this one.

Confessing to the Futanari Nun (Hung Nuns Book 1)

Confessing to the Futanari Nun by Ashe Valenti

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I went into this one not knowing much beyond the taboo connections between Catholicism and sexuality, and that futanari are undeniably extremely erotic beings. It certainly makes for an intriguing combination and one that can’t help but pique your interest. You have to ask yourself a few questions, such as “If we consider God’s crowning achievement to be creating and putting two naked people together that he imbued with healthy libidos and the urge to procreate, why would sex be a bad thing?”, “If nuns are the brides of God, does that mean the Creator is polyamorous?”, “Since ‘bride’ implies marriage and marriage carries the expectation of sex…?” and a few million more.

The story doesn’t waste any time getting to the place that you expect simply from the title, but it does it in a way that is as sincere as it is sexually charged. Valenti doesn’t mock or otherwise insult the church or its beliefs, instead showing that sensuality, sexuality, and spirituality can all be woven together into a harmonious union. In the process, we learn about the forgiveness that is often preached and that it must begin with ourselves. Conservative Christians and Catholics will undoubtedly get their panties in a twist, but mine were soaking wet and needed to be changed two or three times.