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I Won (1/13 of) a Literary Award!
May. 31st, 2020 03:03 amTurns out that Foxers of Beariefs, which included my story "A Brief Distraction" won Best Anthology in the Furry Book Review's 2019 Leo Awards.
Go me.
Go me.
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"You've been holding out on me, Rolas," Melanie accused. They were back home on Fixen Prime, a few months after visiting Salli. Rolas was sitting in a straight backed chair, doing bicep curls while wearing a pair of grav weights on his wrists, which allowed him to exercise those delicious muscles of his without bothering with a weight bench.
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"You've been holding out on me, Rolas," Melanie accused. They were back home on Fixen Prime, a few months after visiting Salli. Rolas was sitting in a straight backed chair, doing bicep curls while wearing a pair of grav weights on his wrists, which allowed him to exercise those delicious muscles of his without bothering with a weight bench.
"What do you mean?" Rolas asked, his voice strained as he lifted his right wrist.
Melanie grabbed a chair and sat backwards upon it, resting her arms on the back. "You never told me what a pretty vixen you made when you were a teen," she said.
( And he'll be even prettier shortly. )This work originally appeared on my Patreon page. Please consider supporting me on Patreon to this and other, original stories at least 30 days in advance of the public.
Just because Khan the Great and Powerful had an army of servants to pamper his most beloved slave, didn't mean Anna let them do everything for her. Which was why late one evening she was sitting at her vanity table (now there was appropriate description) running a pearl enameled brush through her silky, waist length hair, pulling out the knots before letting one of the panthermorphs wrap it up before going to bed. She wore a calf-length red silk robe, belted loosely at the waist, her only item of clothing aside from the collar around her neck. It was her ultimate expression of submission to Khan and the Groupmind's will, a loop of Ring metal permanently welded to her neck, to remain there until the day she died. ( Watch her fly. )
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Just because Khan the Great and Powerful had an army of servants to pamper his most beloved slave, didn't mean Anna let them do everything for her. Which was why late one evening she was sitting at her vanity table (now there was appropriate description) running a pearl enameled brush through her silky, waist length hair, pulling out the knots before letting one of the panthermorphs wrap it up before going to bed. She wore a calf-length red silk robe, belted loosely at the waist, her only item of clothing aside from the collar around her neck. It was her ultimate expression of submission to Khan and the Groupmind's will, a loop of Ring metal permanently welded to her neck, to remain there until the day she died. ( Watch her fly. )
RVA: Summervixen
Aug. 7th, 2019 11:56 am"Please don't be angry," Rolas begged.
"Rolas, why would I be angry?" Salli asked, Her fourteen year old twin brother stood in her dressing chamber, one of her light blue summer dresses in his paws, in front of the mirror where he'd been holding it up and admiring himself when she'd walked in. 'It's your SummerVixen time, that's all."
"Yes, but…"
She gently took the dress from his paws. "Would you like help?"
Rolas' ears flushed. "Please."
She decided to do it properly. Lacy blue panties and lacy fingerless gloves were first. Salli then switched out the dress to one that was shoulderless, to accommodate Rola's wider shoulders, and could be laced up the at the waist, for his narrower hips. She wrapped and knotted a crys-pearl rope twice around his throat, and clipped her best blue headpelt piece between his ears, with a long blue train that went down to his shoulders. Finally she added perfume to mask his male scent, and rubbed pelt gel into his cheeks, brushing his fur down to make his face narrower and more feminine in appearance.
"Do I look pretty?" Rolas asked uncertainly, looking at himself in the mirror, as Salli smiled behind him.
"You look pretty," she told him. "Would you like to wear it for a while?"
He paused, then answered, "Yes, please."
"And would you like me to tell the servants to put away your boy clothes, until the end of the season?"
A longer pause. "Yes, please."
"Good. We'll go out this afternoon and purchase some properly fitted dresses for you. Then you can have a lovely coming out luncheon later this week, and I can introduce you to all my girlfriends."
"Thank you, Salli,' Rolas said gratefully.
"My pleasure, dear sister," Salli replied happily.
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( Almost all of them until now )
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Anna leaned over the railing of the palace's balcony, feeling the warm breeze come off the sea as the Roof began to polarize overhead, filtering the sun's rays to simulate darkness for the Ring's billions of inhabitants. Above her head, Lost Earth grew brighter in the sky as the stars came out, and she wondered why she was becoming discontented.
She shouldn't be. The Ring was a paradise compared to the near terminally damaged Earth. After the Groupmind's takeover of humanity, saving the human race from itself, every human being on Earth was transported to the Ring and given all they could ever want. Had not Anna's own childhood dream been fulfilled, with the gift of her anthromorph lover, Khan? A living machine made to make all of her most base desires come true.
( Almost all of them until now )
The painkillers Melanie had taken were finally starting to kick in as she finished pulling the last knot tight on the ropes now binding Rolas to the mast. And at this point she wasn't too proud to admit she enjoyed hearing his grunt of discomfort as she knotted it off. Her left eye was swollen and her head was still pounding terribly from the blow that had knocked her to the deck. The only good thing was that the sky had gone grey in the past fifteen minutes, sparing her from squinting against the sun.
Her husband's paws were crossed and bound behind the pole, as were his ankles, forcing his knees wide apart. Just for the hell of it she'd wrapped more around his waist and bare chest, and few turns around his neck, not tight enough to restrict breathing but enough to force his chin up. Rolas was refusing to look at her though, his eyes staring out over the deck to the sea beyond.
( Melanie fails at the Safe part of SSC )
Her husband's paws were crossed and bound behind the pole, as were his ankles, forcing his knees wide apart. Just for the hell of it she'd wrapped more around his waist and bare chest, and few turns around his neck, not tight enough to restrict breathing but enough to force his chin up. Rolas was refusing to look at her though, his eyes staring out over the deck to the sea beyond.
( Melanie fails at the Safe part of SSC )
RVA: The Red Vixen at Sea, Cool Down
Oct. 5th, 2014 09:31 amThe painkillers Melanie had taken were finally starting to kick in as she finished pulling the last knot tight on the ropes now binding Rolas to the mast. And at this point she wasn't too proud to admit she enjoyed hearing his grunt of discomfort as she knotted it off. Her left eye was swollen and her head was still pounding terribly from the blow that had knocked her to the deck.
( Marriage Counseling, Red Vixen Style )
( Marriage Counseling, Red Vixen Style )
Kink Bingo: Leather
Aug. 13th, 2014 04:09 amSquares: Leather
Warnings: F/f, nudity
Tags: F/f, Salli and Ali, catsuits, slavery, bondage
You couldn't miss the smell of oiled leather. In Salli's mind it brought back memories of rides she had taken in her youth, aboard very expensive imported Terran horses at first, suitable for young cubs, and then the much more dangerous and deliriously fast grass chasers. The creak of the tack, her toes clutching the stirrup rings, the feel of the beast underneath her as its powerful muscles flowed and the ground passed under its gait.
Why it was coming from Ali's office was completely beyond her.
( Let's find out, shall we? )
Kink Bingo: Time to Concentrate
Jun. 21st, 2014 04:05 amSquare: Gags
Warnings: Sexual themes (duh!)
Tags: M/f, ribbons, bondage, gags, Rolas and Melanie, Red Vixen
It wasn't often she could persuade Rolas to be properly aggressive in his lovemaking, Melanie reflected. But by the Holy Mother he could be delicious when he did, like now, standing before her bare chested in leather breeches, snarling softly at her as they faced each other in their bedchamber.
( Rolas finds a way ot get the last word in )
Warnings: Sexual themes (duh!)
Tags: M/f, ribbons, bondage, gags, Rolas and Melanie, Red Vixen
It wasn't often she could persuade Rolas to be properly aggressive in his lovemaking, Melanie reflected. But by the Holy Mother he could be delicious when he did, like now, standing before her bare chested in leather breeches, snarling softly at her as they faced each other in their bedchamber.
( Rolas finds a way ot get the last word in )
Kink Bingo: Neutral Zone (NSFW!)
May. 23rd, 2014 05:44 amSquares: Spanking.
Warnings: Corporal Punishment.
Tags: Maledom, M/f, spanking, bondage, aftercare, For Your Safety
The second time in the sarcophagus, knowing what it was, was a lot harder.
Anna tried to slow down her breathing, feeling the snug linens wrapped around her body, pinning her arms and legs, trying to bring on the delightful feeling of Subspace that would let her drop into the digital world that the Groupmind had created for her, for any human able to reach the proper level of consciousness.
( For any human willing to submit. )
Warnings: Corporal Punishment.
Tags: Maledom, M/f, spanking, bondage, aftercare, For Your Safety
The second time in the sarcophagus, knowing what it was, was a lot harder.
Anna tried to slow down her breathing, feeling the snug linens wrapped around her body, pinning her arms and legs, trying to bring on the delightful feeling of Subspace that would let her drop into the digital world that the Groupmind had created for her, for any human able to reach the proper level of consciousness.
( For any human willing to submit. )
Kink Bingo: Uniform Duty (SFW)
May. 4th, 2014 01:47 pmSquares: Uniforms
Warnings: Mild language
Tags: F/m, uniform fetish
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As he did every night, he kneeled down and began running the electric buffer over the brown, knee high boots, shining them to perfection, until he could see his face reflected in them.
You are under arrest.
Then pulled the shirt and pants from the dryer, ironing them until the creases were as sharp as a blade.
You have the right to remain cute.
Six buttons on the front of the shirt. One on the front of the pants. All brass, all shined until they gleamed.
You have the right to shut up and kiss my ass.
The black silk tie was unknotted, also ironed out. He slipped it around his neck briefly, setting the knot back in the place before loosening it again and hanging it up on the coat rack, so there'd be no need to fool with it in the morning.
Anything you do or say will be used against you, period.
Last was the equipment belt, the black leather growing worn here and there from years of use, but also worthy of being shined. He set a fresh notepad and pen in one pouch, the former almost full, checked the charge on the radio, and oiled the mechanism on the handcuffs. The tonfa stick lay on a side table, not really needing his attention. The gun remained in its lockbox, as it would until morning.
Do you understand these rights? If not, I don't give a shit.
Next he wiped down the motorcycle helmet. There was a pair of deep scratches on the left hand side, as if from some prehistoric beast, from a spill taken three months ago. They resisted all attempts to buff them out, a reminder of danger that set him to trembling every time he saw them.
Last he set the coffee maker's timer for tomorrow morning, and went upstairs.
His wife lay in bed where she'd collapsed after coming off a double shift, still smelling of sweat and motorcycle fumes, her lithe, tanned body naked under the covers, her black hair flowing over the pillow, released from its regulation bun. He snuggled up behind her, sniffing the perfume of her work and duty in the nape of her neck, his arm wrapping around her waist to rest his palm on the muscles of her stomach.
She stirred slightly, one hand moving to cover his, "All right?" she murmured.
"All ready for tomorrow," he reassured her.
"Love you, babe." Her hand closed around his wrist, holding him there as she drifted back to sleep. In the morning she'd go back out onto the highway, back into danger, but for now she was here with him.
He couldn't keep her safe out there. But he could make damned sure she looked her best.
You have the right to be mine. Forever.
Kink Bingo: Word Count
Apr. 19th, 2014 07:53 amSquares: Speech Control
Warnings: None
Tags: M/f, Quisling and Khan, bondage, speech control
"Time for a new game," the Great And Powerful Khan purred, stroking a paw through Anna's hair slowly.
Anna smiled, rubbing her cheek against the huge tigermorph's furred chest as they reclined together on his couch in the palace throne room. "Mmm, what kind of game, oh Master?" Having run through most of the scenarios she'd created for him from her past works, Khan seemed to have been stretching his metaphorical wings lately, giving a lie to his repeated insistence that the Groupmind morph was unable to truly create. Or maybe he'd just been pulling from a wider set of references.
"It's a surprise."
( And she loves surprises )
Warnings: None
Tags: M/f, Quisling and Khan, bondage, speech control
"Time for a new game," the Great And Powerful Khan purred, stroking a paw through Anna's hair slowly.
Anna smiled, rubbing her cheek against the huge tigermorph's furred chest as they reclined together on his couch in the palace throne room. "Mmm, what kind of game, oh Master?" Having run through most of the scenarios she'd created for him from her past works, Khan seemed to have been stretching his metaphorical wings lately, giving a lie to his repeated insistence that the Groupmind morph was unable to truly create. Or maybe he'd just been pulling from a wider set of references.
"It's a surprise."
( And she loves surprises )
This is what I write instead of doing something useful with my time...
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Tam missed doing the Renfaire every year, but her scooter wasn't exactly suited for hilly, wooded section of Sterling where it was held, and stomping around with her cane tended to leave her gasping for breath and with spiky pain warnings running up her knee. So it was with extreme reluctance that she accepted Gwen's invitation to visit her shop at the Faire, even if her old friend had agreed to pay her way in.
( Everybody wants a favor )
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Tam missed doing the Renfaire every year, but her scooter wasn't exactly suited for hilly, wooded section of Sterling where it was held, and stomping around with her cane tended to leave her gasping for breath and with spiky pain warnings running up her knee. So it was with extreme reluctance that she accepted Gwen's invitation to visit her shop at the Faire, even if her old friend had agreed to pay her way in.
( Everybody wants a favor )
Kink Bingo: Poker (NSFW)
Feb. 9th, 2014 05:03 amSquares: Fire and Ice
Warnings: Head games
Tags: M/f, Tez & Maria, bondage, blindfolds, branding
“Maria? Are you all right?” Tez asked, keeping his voice neutral, not ready to betray actual concern.
( Head games/you and me baby.. )
Warnings: Head games
Tags: M/f, Tez & Maria, bondage, blindfolds, branding
“Maria? Are you all right?” Tez asked, keeping his voice neutral, not ready to betray actual concern.
( Head games/you and me baby.. )
Okay, she was not panicking.
Absolutely not panicking.
Because panicking involved screaming and crying, and she really didn't have the room, or the air, for that.
“Safeword,” she said. Then a bit louder, “Safeword.”
Odd, how sometimes you could say something and not really hear your own voice. Must have been the blood pounding in her ears.
( Just keep thinking that, dear. )
Absolutely not panicking.
Because panicking involved screaming and crying, and she really didn't have the room, or the air, for that.
“Safeword,” she said. Then a bit louder, “Safeword.”
Odd, how sometimes you could say something and not really hear your own voice. Must have been the blood pounding in her ears.
( Just keep thinking that, dear. )
Kink Bingo: Bad Day
Jan. 12th, 2014 04:31 pmSquares: Bondage, punishment
Warnings: Language, reference to abusive childhood.
Tags: Femdom, F/m, bondage, power exchange.
She sat on her lounge chair, leg propped up to ease the pressure off her knee, and watched as her pet stomped through the door of their apartment. It said something about his training that he'd taken off his shoes and socks and skinned out of his shirt automatically after he closed the door, even with the foul mood obvious on his face.
“Bad day, Pet?” she asked softly.
“It could have been worse.
( And it will be )
Warnings: Language, reference to abusive childhood.
Tags: Femdom, F/m, bondage, power exchange.
She sat on her lounge chair, leg propped up to ease the pressure off her knee, and watched as her pet stomped through the door of their apartment. It said something about his training that he'd taken off his shoes and socks and skinned out of his shirt automatically after he closed the door, even with the foul mood obvious on his face.
“Bad day, Pet?” she asked softly.
“It could have been worse.
( And it will be )
Kink Bingo Card
Jan. 6th, 2014 03:55 amAs always, this may or may not be completed given my inconsistent muse and time reconstraints.
Many thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ysabetwordsmith for creating this list on the Bingo Generator.
Many thanks to
ysabetwordsmith for creating this list on the Bingo Generator.| Erotic Dance | Praise or Humiliation | Leather / Latex | Nipple Play | Electricity |
| Bondage | Voyeurism | Uniforms | Sensual Massage | Kneeling |
| Whipping | Gags | FREE SPACE | Speech Control | Ageplay |
| Human Pet | Sensory Deprivation | Spanking | Strap-ons | Punishment |
| Biting / Sucking | Fire and Ice | Body Worship | Multiple Penetration | Harems |
FYS: Quisling and Khan, Trust Games
Dec. 29th, 2013 03:46 pmHi, I'm not dead, just run the heck down from the holidays.
Anyway, have some robot furry smut for Festivus.
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It was getting a bit close in the sarcophagus.
She tried to tap her fingers against her thigh to keep some sense of time, but the mummy wrappings impeded even that much movement. She'd been in here.... a half-hour? Fifteen minutes? Eternity?
( Maybe longer...? )
Anyway, have some robot furry smut for Festivus.
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It was getting a bit close in the sarcophagus.
She tried to tap her fingers against her thigh to keep some sense of time, but the mummy wrappings impeded even that much movement. She'd been in here.... a half-hour? Fifteen minutes? Eternity?
( Maybe longer...? )
