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In the Susanna universe, each teenager, on his or her 19th birthday, is sold at an action to slavery for 2 years. There are 4 classes of slaves, from which the teenager can freely choose but if he or she isn’t selected in his chosen class, they are sold at a rebate on their gender’s “default” class.
The three of us spend what sounded an eternity just cuddled together. Linda had stopped stroking Sylvana’s hair and was just holding her tightly, resting Sylvana’s head on her shoulder. Read More…
My day at work had been pleasant enough. I had eaten with Candy, and took one of my breaks with her. We mostly talked about Ellie. We were both pleased she had entered our lives. Read More…
Breakfast was a lot less tense than the last two days. Read More…
As soon as we came home, I went up to my room to figure out what to wear for the party. Read More…
Sometimes, you get a great idea in your mind but when you start writing it, you realize you’ve hit a dead-end.
My parents had calmed down about my class choice, but were still very emotional. The 19th birthday of any child is generally highly emotional because it is the day parents lose their him or her to official adulthood. Furthermore, for two years, I will not be able to talk to them unless one of us gets sick, thought generally, slaves are allowed to call their parents on their 20th birthday to give them news. Read More…
In case you haven’t caught on yet, I am a very sexual woman. Read More…
I slowly got used to living on campus even if I felt a little isolated. Read More…
I am proud to announce that I have now over 100,000 words already scheduled on nsfwauthor.info.
Sure, some of the words are in blog entries and a big portion of the stories were already written in the past, but with each new chapter, the percentage of material written specifically for the website increases.
I have added 2 new tags on the site, both of which are present in Chapter 20 of Suzy and Jill: Penatio and Sodotio
The kids somehow got to bed a little earlier than usual. There was a lot of sexual tension in the house and everyone seemed on the edge. Read More…
As she slowly awoke from her sleep, Lucy felt the hard cold floor on her back. “That’s odd, why am I on the floor?” she thought, but rapidly, that became the last of her worries. Read More…
This week will mark the arrival of a new tag: crossovers.
The first 8500 words of Cindy were written in June 2005 and were an experiment in writing more than anything else.
Finally, I was 19. I woke up for the last time in my bed. Tonight, I would be sleeping in my new house; probably in bed with my new master. I was so excited. Read More…
“If I gave you 10,000$, would you leave me alone John ?”, Sylvana offered. Read More…
Richard dropped me up at my apartment around 8h35. That meant I had over 8 hours and half alone to waste. Read More…
My stories have erotic elements, not I do not consider all of them to be erotic stories.
The difference between the two is that in my stories, there isn’t erotica in every one of my chapters. For example, Sylvana only has 3 real chapters with erotic scenes in its 15 first chapters and one of those is only composed of masturbation.
Today would be nothing like the others. First, I had an appointment with an urologist for my vasectomy preparation. Second, we would get the results of our STD screening. Read More…
If I wanted to become Samantha, I needed a complete new wardrobe.
I had become convinced that I would spend at least a year as a woman and I certainly couldn’t spend it wearing my old clothes.
Helen in chapter 1 was clearly taken against her will and is being kept prisoner, and yet, the story will not involve non-consensual sex.
Lucy, Chapter 1 was written back in November 2005, if I remember properly.
I was actually rather frustrated at an injustice I had been the victim of and passed my frustration by writing the first 2/3 of this story.
When I woke up, I was disoriented. Waking up in my bed was really frightening. I was awoken up by my alarm clock, which was very strange compared to being waked up by a human being.
I try to personally welcome every new visitor, always wearing my official greeting uniform.
I let my long hair down and completely shave under the neck. I wear a nice pair of leather sandals which leaves most of the foot bare. I put on my favourite golden chain anklet as well as its matching waist chain. I also put my pendant with the logo of the resort on a chain which places it right between my breast when I am standing up.
I cannot remember any point in my life in which I was a totally normal girl. I looked normal, but I was a lot more mature for my age than anyone ever gave me credit for.
I woke up completely disoriented. I was naked on a small mattress laid directly on the concrete floor of what looked like a cell, complete with iron bars. Read More…
There was a flash of lightning and a pile of conveniently placed sticks of wood caught on fire.
Lindsey looked and realized that the lightning was actually caused by a strobe light and that the fireplace surrounded by rocks probably had a remote controlled lighter in it.
When I first started writing Susanna, back in 2001, I had the idea to write about a girl becoming a sex slave for 2 years. I didn’t know exactly what I would write about because it was my first attempt at an erotic novel.
My father was next. He came rushing in.
“Is it true? You want to become a whore?”
“No dad, I don’t want to become a whore. I simply decided that the best way to serve my two years term was as a class S slave”
“And who do you think you are ? Who are you to judge me ?”, Sylvana added, furious.
My bladder woke me up once again around 45 minutes before my alarm clock. I remembered that Ellie had slept with us. It felt good to have her spend the night. I do hope this all works out.
Despite our emotionally strong commute, the rest of the day went rather well with Jill. We talked little about our relationship and focused on getting as much work done as possible.
My mother was asking me to come down to eat breakfast but I was no longer the man I used to be.
Not all of my stories shared a common universe, meaning that the characters do not evolve in the same world.
[Note from the Author. Between Chapter 5 and Chapter 6 is the serie”Slave Academy” yet to be published. All you need to know for now about those missing chapters is that Susanna spent a month at Atkinson Academy for Slaves.]
In the last few weeks, I have written a blog or a story introduction every Saturday to talk a little more about my stories.
“But you see John, that’s where you are wrong. I am not without a heart. Just because I didn’t love you doesn’t mean I am incapable of love”