Message-ID: <24884asstr$961989016@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: LadyCyrrh@aol.com X-Original-Message-ID: <17.75a028b.268783ff@aol.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Subject: {ASSM} {REVIEW} The Annex Reviews, 6/24/00 Date: Sun, 25 Jun 2000 23:10:17 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail X-Is-Review: yes Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.d Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: apuleius, kelly The Annex Reviews, 6/24/00 by Lady Cyrrh (ladycyrrh@aol.com) Website: http://members.aol.com/ladycyrrh OR http://home.aol.com/ladycyrrh I would like to thank everyone who wrote to me about the Dejanews problem. Things may get worse, but at least they are working, in a way, for now. Also, last week's story "Highjacked Sorority Initiation" was mistakenly credited to Matthew. The real author of the piece is Gym Dog (gym_dog@hotmail.com) One my readers has also pointed out a problem to me. Sometimes I put down ASSG (alt.sex.stories.gay) when I really mean ASSGM (alt.sex.stories.gay.moderated.) So if you have read a review of a gay story and went to ASSG to find it, try ASSGM instead, or the ASSGM archives (http://www.assgm.com). I never pick up stories from ASSG these days and probably never will again. So, sorry for the mistake. The stories: The Private Party, Part 1 (Snake): M/F, couples, exhib Spaceways 1 and 2 (Cryptococcus): M/M, teen, twins, first, SF Time Raper 1 and 2 (Storysman): M/F rape, SF What I Loved About Barbara (Abelard): F/M+, rape, BDSM, wifeslut, snuff The Yard Dog's Fantasy (Mastrkink): F solo, mast, D/s, anal, exhib, self-punish, voyr The Private Party, Part 1 [A-] Where posted: ASSM When posted: May 2000 Author: Snake Address: snake138@hotmail.com An attractive married couple in their thirties receive an invitation to a swanky party on gold-embossed paper. Right away they realize this is no ordinary party, as when they call the number provided to RSVP, they are informed that they have been "specially chosen" and are given passwords. As a reader of a lot of sex stories, I thought, "Hmmm" and chances are, you would too. Anyway, they get all dolled up, go to the mansion, and meet the three other couples who have also been chosen to attend. Strangely, their host is not present. After dinner, they settle down to watch a young man and woman dressed as newlyweds have sex, then musical chairs begins with the wives, each moving from place to place to "get acquainted" with the male guests as the sex show continues. Of course, everyone is gorgeous, fit, and/or distinguished looking. From the first part of this story, I'd say much more sex is in store, of the swinging and interracial variety (one of the couples is black) and if you like such stuff -- in an elegant, upscale setting I'll add -- then you'll like this. I would have liked to see less stiffness in the prose and more character, but overall this was a worthwhile read. Spaceways, Parts 1 and 2 [A/A-] Where posted: ASSGM When posted: 6/19/00 Author: Cryptococcus Address: cryptococcus@mailcity.com In Earth's future the human lifespan has been expanded by hundreds of years and the "gay gene" eradicated from the human genome. (Whether this brave new world is a utopia or dystopia is up to you.) These expanded lifespans make people very leery of taking physical risks, and also makes them a less horny, and the scarcity of the "gay gene" leads to some unforeseen complications...leading to a chronologically old but physically young couple discovering that their unborn son is a gay throwback. Since there aren't any other gay people around for him to pair off with, the couple opt to have the zygote split into twins so they won't have to go it alone. If you think this sounds like a juicy setup, you're right, and in Part 2 the twins, now teenagers, try to puzzle out their sexuality. They are fated to be space explorers, and more of this story is promised. I thought this SF/sex story was well written and had some nicely- thought out speculations; however since it was a sex story, I would have liked to see some more *talk* about sex in these beginning chapters, if not physical sex. I know that many times in a longer work it takes a while to get around to the sex; this I understand. But sensual language, a kinky set-up, or dirty talk, if done right, can really whet the appetite, and give us an idea of what is to come. Time Raper, Parts 1 and 2 [A+] Where posted: ASSM When posted: 6/15/00 Author: Storysman Address: Storysman@aol.com Website: http://storysman.web1000.com/storyshm.htm Like the above, this story dealt with SF...but an "Outer Limits" type of SF where an otherworldly invention/event/alien pops into real-life small- town America and creates moral complications among the characters. In this story, the otherworldly invention is time travel. A piggy, sexually frustrated guy invents a device that lets him travel 10 minutes into the past, and not being able to attract women by normal means, he uses his new ability to rape them: The flesh of the girl's delicious legs moved enticingly out from underneath the short, peach skirt as she walked. Brian watched her from across the street, wanting her. The girl continued happily on her way for another block or so, smiling as the occasional passerby turned his head as he passed. She liked this little town. The people were friendly, and the rustic atmosphere helped her ... Her thoughts were cut-off as she was sharply jerked off the walk. Brian threw his prey into the alley. She fell to the ground with an exclamation of pain and fear, her panties flashing from underneath the short, peach skirt. He fell onto her, grasping the strap on her right shoulder that held up her matching sleeveless top. He flashed her the knife he held in his other hand. The girl was about to scream, Brian slapped her hard across the face, then ripped down her shirt, exposing the right cup of her bra. "Don't make a sound, bitch!" "Please don't! Please don't!" After the rape, he resets the device to the time just before the assault, and goes on his merry way with the victim none the wiser. But for all the unlimited access to attractive (and otherwise unavailable) women this gives him, he still desires Jennifer, a neighbor girl whom he grew up with, who let him see her thirteen-year-old tits on one golden summer day. But the glimpse turns out to be the hero's downfall, because he becomes obsessed with her even though she sees him only as a friend. He carries the obsession for years, torturing himself by thinking of the many men she's fucked, and when he hears she's getting married, he decides to use the device to rape her. I have rarely seen a story on ASS that moves as well as this does, very spare and clean without an ounce of unnecessary detail...very very readable. And it kept you reading, just to see what would happen next. This is why I gave the story an A+ despite its numerous typos and missing words, its cliches, and the inexplicable change of the hero's name from "Rick" to "Brian." In a piece this good, what's a few goofs? Also deserving of an A+ was the way the author caught to a "T" the interior life of a bitter, sexually frustrated male adult who is turned on by women and women's breasts, but infuriated they won't give him the time of day. This is eerily similar to the psychosexual profile many real rapists have -- that all hot, attractive women are theirs to use, as if their frustration gives them entitlement to take what they want. I can see how such a man with a time machine would act just this way, and how, in the arrested emotional development it implies, he would carry a hopeless obsession for years or even decades. The rape scenes themselves were realistic too, with the guy even yelling out "Oh baby!" and "Oh you fucking bitch!" as he revels in the sex like a pig wallowing in a feeding trough. If all this was intentional, I think the author was saying some very deep and unpleasant things about male sexuality, male anger, and male hatred/idolization of women. They were not pretty, but by god they were true. (Lest you flame me, for *some* men, not all.) If the story ran with the setup the author gave it with a full head of steam, and ended with the consequence of the hero's actions -- he forgets in the frenzy of the moment to reset the device, and is caught, or realizes the futility of rape and comes to some conclusion -- it might have been a true masterpiece. But the author's insight and irony, if insight and irony they were, failed in the last quarter of the story. After raping his childhood love, the hero realizes it's love he really wants from Jennifer, not rape. So he backs time up to the moment of the attack, but instead congratulates her on her upcoming marriage, and goes off to invent a new device that lets him go back into tome even further, into his thirteen-year-old self, so he can start off the relationship with Jennifer on the right foot. This time, instead of merely glimpsing her tits, he finagles a fuck out of her, the idea being the first frustration -- denial of his sexual heat -- caused all the others, and that now he's had his fantasy fuck, he will gain her undying love. I had a big problem with this the ending. It was pat and sentimental, and negated all the insight and danger of what went before...it was a cop-out. It seems to say, if only we could turn back time and be a little bolder, everything will be fine. But the story wasn't about the individual characters and their fulfillment and lack of fulfillment, it was about universal human nature. I fully expected the hero to be just as piggy at thirteen as he was as an adult. Really. What I Loved About Barbara [A] Where posted: ASSM When posted: 6/16/00 Author: Abelard Address: Abelard_fra@hotmail.com This story also dealt with taboo subject matter: rape, heavy childhood sexual abuse, and the effect that sexual abuse has on one's sexuality, and one's husband. The narrator begins by stating he married his wife, Barbara, because of her "quiet, haunted look" which arouses his protective instincts; she's also a callow 18, while he's 25. They make gentle, tender love for a few months, then she drops a bombshell: she's been sexually abused by her uncle and father for years, and that it is really abuse that turns her on, not normal loving sex. The narrator is flabbergasted, but tries to oblige her, rationalizing that perhaps it is something she has to work out of her system, and that after she does so, things will once again be OK between them: All of this kept her happy for about another six months or so, and I tried to slap her and hit her where the bruises wouldn't show, but it began to take more and more to get her off. I'd have to throw her onto the floor, and fuck her ass hard, and then cum on her face while I was pinching her nipples...and still, sometimes, she couldn't have an orgasm. But simple, gentle, loving sex...which was beginning to look better and better to me...just left her absolutely stone cold...and even contemptuous. I longed for the days when we crooned to each other, and kissed a lot, and were loving with each other. She, on the other hand, began to make fun of me for wanting it that way. And it began to piss me off...After that, my attitude toward Barbara began to change. No longer was she the pretty shy little girl I had married, or even the pretty, shy little wife with a major fetish. I began to see her really as a slut, a whore, an object to be used. Eventually Barbara suggests a threesome with the narrator and his friend Ralph, the men taking on the roles of her abusive father and uncle. Things get rough but she comes and comes. Afterward, the narrator thinks: ...I could tell that [Ralph] was feeling a little uncomfortable too. The experience had been pretty intense, and not altogether positive...even for him. I don't think he liked what he had learned about himself very much. And I was beginning to feel depressed too. I had had an intense orgasm, gone into outer space even, but, I mean, where the hell did we go from here? The author does a very fine job of contrasting the narrator's desire to help his wife by participating in some violent and unpleasant sexual acts with the fact he gets unwillingly turned on by them ( "[She was] a little fuck doll, a hot, wet piece of meat to fuck and throw away. I loved her and I hated her. She disgusted me and attracted me. I felt the need to come IN her and ON her and OVER her and even THROUGH her. I wanted to kill her and to save her." ) Here the narrator sets out to "save" the virgin/whore from herself, whereas in "Time Raper" the hero was trying to "kill" her; both stories, read back to back, gave an excellent window into the male mind. The story continues with the wife getting into heavy BDSM (with meathooks and scars) and, like an addict unable to control herself, progresses from bondage and physical punishment to talking dirty on the phone and taking out ads in the swingers' section ("Fuck my wife while I watch. Anything goes. Come in her ass. Tie her up. Beat her. All races, either sex. Bring the gang") without her husband's knowledge. Unable to stop herself from speeding downhill, she's doomed. One day the narrator comes home to see...well, I'll let you read that for yourself. The story concludes with a trial-like ending statement asking for leniency from the court. While some women abused in childhood try to put the pain behind them, I have read that some attempt to re-enact it in an effort to exorcise it, as the woman does in the story through BDSM, role-playing, and dangerous sexual activities. Like "Time Raper" this story had some unpleasant things to say about male sexuality, but said unpleasant things about female sexuality as well. The Yard Dog's Fantasy [A-] Where posted: ASSM When posted: 6/15/00 Author: Mastrkink Address: mrledft@aol.com Gwen, a young suburban wife, gets rid of hubby and kids for the afternoon to attend to some serious D/s play from her email Master. She goes into the bathroom, which has a large picture window, apparently, giving Lester the lawn care guy an eyeful. He's come to do some weed whackin', but by the end of the story, it's more than weeds, as she first inserts a buttplug into her rectum, then smacks her ass with a ruler as she masturbates. This was a pretty hot fantasy -- the woman's part, that is; Lester's alternating reactions seemed kind of superfluous, though not without humor. But I felt more could have been done with the story. For example, the admittedly hilarious notion of a pretty suburban housewife falling under the spell of an internet dom could have been developed further. I also fully expected the wife and lawn care guy to meet at the end, in a humorous or embarrassing way; an exceptionally witty payoff might have pushed the story to an A+ for me. But I guess the author is a new one, or not quite sure of his or her style yet. Anyway, this was a fun read. ___________________________________________________ Comments to: ladycyrrh@aol.com Website---> http://members.aol.com/ladycyrrh -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+