Message-ID: <19514eli$9901310441@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: LadyCyrrh@aol.com Subject: The Annex Reviews, 1/31/99 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <1b55a3a.36b3ff01@aol.com> X-Is-Review: yes Here's another review, last for the month. I don't ordinarily watch much TV, but something drove me to watch Star Trek: Voyager the other night. Maybe it's all the fanfic I've been reading. I'm happy to say it was a hoot. Voyager has finally recreated, in this season, the collective silliness and tongue-in-cheek acting of the original show. Too bad they needed 30 years and two other series to get it right. It also helps that there are two strong female characters who act like sarcastic drag queens, an obviously gay hologramic doctor, and three male studmuffins of uncertain sexuality. It's a treat and a laugh and I love it. Capt. Picard should have had such a light touch. The stories: Primal Duty, by Monocle (M+/F, impregnate, inter, ritual) Teaching the Twins, by Mr. Spraycan (M/F/F, BDSM) An Unsent Letter, by PleaseCain (M/M first) Thrasher Girls, by Ronnie B. (M/F, F/F, inter, tattoos, pierce, teen) Bringing Home the Boss, by Lambchop (M/F/F, cons.) Website Review: November Tuesday Primal Duty [A] Where posted: ASS, ASSM When posted: 1/22/99 Author: Monocle Address: monocle_o@hotmail.com A group of men kidnap a young girl to impregnate her for some mysterious cause. But things aren't all bad. The child, they assure her, will be well cared for: "Through anonymous, untraceable gifts and strokes of apparent fortune, you will always be able to provide food, shelter, and the best in education. When the child is grown, it will be informed by our representatives of the circumstances and reason for its conception." The girl also receives pleasure (though she doesn't want to admit it) as a series of man in different animal masks, of different ethnicities, ritually fuck her: One after the other, each man with a different mask, replaced his predecessor and filled her with his fountaining cock. Big cats, birds of prey, strange tribal gods, bone-white skulls....Susan came. Trapped and inseminated, she could not stop the white-hot burn of orgasm that engulfed her as she thought she could feel the feather-man's come flood her cervix and ooze its way into her womb, to find and meet with the egg that was surely waiting there. Her cries slowly turned to defeated moans. "Nooooo..nonono.." She whispered as her orgasm ebbed. Her stomach light with butterflies, somehow she knew it had happened. One of the millions upon millions of sperm forced into her had found its target. Black, White, Asian, Indian, she would not know what it was until it was born. Most impregnation stories I've seen deal with the brutal and humiliating aspects of it, especially if they're interracial. But this one, well...the author has accomplished the impossible in making it sound erotic and sort of appealing. A very hot and recommended read, especially for women. Teaching the Twins, by Mr. Spraycan [A] Where posted: ASSGM When posted: 1/18/99 Author: Mr. Spraycan Address: mrspraycan@mailanon.com Website: http://spraycan.sinewave.com Mailing List: http://www.onelist.com/subscribe.cgi/Erotica_2000 The narrator delivers himself over to a pair of teenagers through the agency of their aunt, with whom he has signed a contract of slavery. Auntie intends to teach the pair how to handle a man properly: [Her aunt] replied, "Because he's my slave. A pervert who gets his excitement from being humiliated and punished. You'll find lots of men who do, girls. They're so much more fun, believe me." Now Karen is stroking my ass, and reaching under to squeeze my balls, test how firm my erection remains. "This'll be like torture," she said with a twisted smile, glancing at her sister, who is flushed with excitement too. Like many Mr. Spraycan stories this one seems to merge into a larger arc detailing the ever-changing adventures of the narrator, from domming to subbing to all stages inbetween, with some, as this story seems to suggest, to be followed by further stories. For now, an atmospheric snippet to spark your imagination. An Unsent Letter [A] Where posted: ASSGM When posted: 1/28/99 Author: Pleasecain Address: pilgrim936@aol.com Website: http://members.aol.com/pleasecain The last story I read by PleaseCain was the silly spoof "Dominatrix Found in Amber" about a fossilized domina who is released to work her magic on Michael Jackson, so this story came as a surprise. A well-to-do man writes a letter detailing his first erotic encounter with another man, and unusually for him, he's inspired to take on the passive role, dressing in a jeweled belt like a Babylonian dancing boy: >From my fingers hung the fine silver chain and dangling faux gems of a waistlet, which attaches around and hangs from the waist, with three minichains dropping loosely from the front, each ending in a green glass stone, swinging above the genitalia. I'd discovered it last week at a street fair, and was struck by its exoticism; I didn't think until bed that evening that it fit for me, for last night, and I returned to purchase it the next day. This story was a change of pace for this writer, heading into the hot-yet-literate domain charted by gay writers like David Trell and Marc Tremaine. A little too overwritten, perhaps; it's not a quick read to get off on. But if you like your erotica intelligent, you'll like this. Thrasher Girls part 1 [B-] Where posted: ASS When posted: 1/13/99 Author: Ronnie B Address: ronni_b@yahoo.com The author says of this story, "Here's my first story ever comments please!!" OK, Miss B., you got 'em. Ronni, Nikki P. and Tam-tams are three teenage girls into tattoos, body piercing, and having sex with black dudes from the projects in exchange for baggies of grass, and they gladly fuck each other as well. From the descriptions of these 14 and 15-year-olds, it's pretty clear the author is living in la-la-land: I've got five killer tatts -- a barb-wire pattern on my tummy with roses, a sun and moon on each of my boobs, and two Zen characters on each of my butt cheeks -- and my tongue is double pierced. I also have multiple pierces in my left eyebrow, my nose, my belly-button (of course) and one in my labes right where it can rub my clit when I fuck....She looks like a porno- star, and that's why we call her nikki p. The P is for porno. She's really pierced, too, all over, especially her tongue and puss, and she has tatts everywhere on her body. I love the big snake on her tummy that coils down to her crotch, which she shaves all the time. The tail curls up right around her labes and the tip goes up around her puss to her ass. On her ass she has a chick-demon with her tongue wedged in her butt crack. She has demons on both her big boobs, too, but these are both dude-demons. One looks like a devil with a spiked dick. The other is this kind of grim reaper dude with a hard cock made of bone. Then she has creeping ivies and roses all over bod and down to her ankles. She is pretty much the hottest chick around. The other chick in our set is Tamara, who we call tam-tams. She's a year younger than me and nikki, and is only a freshman while we're sophomores. tam-tams is like real thin and tall, like a model or something. She's maybe not even 100 pounds, and she's maybe 5'10" or 5'11", and over six feet when she wears heels, which she does all the time. OK, #1 a girl 5'11 and 100 pounds would be unable to breathe without a ventilator, and #2 minors can't get tattooed and pierced with parental permission, and #3 extensive piercing and tattoo jobs cost mucho dinero, very big bucks, which is why many of the extensively tattooed and pierced people you see on the streets live in shithole apartments, drive beamer cars, and have no medical insurance. Furthermore, if these teenyboppers happened to somehow get their bodily modifications done for free and on the sly they'd look like shit, because skilled professionals don't give away their services for nothing. Not even for a blow job from a teenage seductress. I am quite fond of tats and piercing, actually, but this major departure from reality, and the phony, contrived nature of the teenage sluts and their shenanigans, made this story one of the ones where I actually said "Yuck!" out loud. I do admit the piece has a raw sort of appeal, though, if you're into reading about teenage trash sucking off black men in a pimpmobile. Bringing Home the Boss [A-] Where posted: ASSM When posted: 1/22/99 Author: Lambchop Address: pcd10@my-dejanews.com This story also featured a departure from reality, but it wasn't as annoying as the previous one. A 33-year-old woman with "nice breasts, still pointing straight up like when she was a teenager...[she looked at] her trim stomach and behind. She definitely didn't look 33, yet that's what her driver's license said. 'What is it about me that doesn't interest John anymore?' she wondered.' " The answer is, John's been overtaken with boredom and cable TV. The frustrated Leslie accepts an after-work drink invitation from her sexy boss Sharon, and Leslie finds herself getting turned on by her. The two then repair home to Leslie's house to have a 3-way with her recalcitrant husband. This story was fairly well written in a technical sense, but a little dull in its chronicling of the character's daily lives; sometimes it's better to just cut to chase, or the orgasms rather, instead of dealing with all the setup for it, which comes across as contrived anyway. Why the sudden interest in football on the husband's part? Why doesn't Leslie serve him divorce papers? And if he's such a couch potato, how come his bod looks so hot? Sometimes in a sex story it's better to say less rather than more. Website Review: November Tuesday http://151.201.20.17/november Fanfic erotica is all over the net these days. Trek, Buffy, X-Files, Xena. There's even fanfic about celebrities, with a small but growing segment featuring rock stars as the fuck objects. (Someday I'll tell you about The Monkees Ring of Smut.) Hanson and the Spice Girls are currently the most popular subjects. But in this website they recieve stiff competition from no other than Trent Reznor himself, the New Orleans whinemeister responsible for the fetish refrain "I Want to F*** You Like an Animal" which has become a national anthem for nihilistic goths of all sexual persuasions, and is, according to Miss Tuesday, "the most stunningly fuckable creature on the planet." A picture of Trent is included, and yes, she's right. There's other material available on the site as well, all of it written by November Tuesday and presented in a simple yet effective black and purple scheme reminiscent of an early Black Sabbath album cover. Some of it, such as "Forest Fire" is of the "perfume ad" type (as some Celestial reviewers have called it) which is long on poetry but short on resolve; fine for some I guess, but I prefer something I can sink my teeth into. Another story, "Vaulted," seems almost too personal; what writer wants it known that they masturbate next to pages of their own fiction? There's also a selection of dairy entries, with the names expunged to protect the innocent. Hmmm. But other material on the site is more objective. November's world is erotic, elegant, and sensorial, with a strong similarity to Akasha's BDSM work, with a velvet glove touch of good ole New Orleans decadence. In "Arcadia," for example, the female narrator goes to a club (the same one Mr. Reznor visits later on) and hires three men to have sex with each other as she watches; one of the men bears a strong resemblance to Anthony Kiedis of The Red Hot Chili Peppers. Lady Cyrrh is not the only one who got off on the MTV video of the Peppers bouncing around the beach in their thong-backed bathing suits! The story also seems to set the pattern for the other Trent/NIN fiction I've read: girls who watch boys who do each other, with pain and toys involved. Then there is Trent. Quite a tight little community (sorry for the pun) has accreted around Mr. Reznor; he even has a newsgroup devoted to him (alt.sex.fetish.trent-reznor) and story archives are in the process of being built. From what I've seen, though, November's fiction is far and away the best. In the "Domination of Trent" series Trent goes to New Orleans to enlist the services of a female dom who chain-whips his nipples and squirts icy cream up his ass, among other things; the contrast between the domina's desire and Trent's indifference to it makes for heady reading. Then in the "Reconciliation" series, poor Trent is raped by a member of his own band, and in the best slash tradition the two play out their UST (unresolved sexual tension) for five more chapters. If you like slash but puke at the thought of Star Trek or X-files characters doing it, try this; it also works well as gay BDSM even if your listening diet consists of Michael Bolton and Harry Connick Jr. Anyone up for creating a Trent Reznor Fetish Webring? Interface: A+ (easy to use, and suggestive of the site) Content: A+, for Trent Will I visit again: yes. 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