Message-ID: <24958asstr$962485831@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: LadyCyrrh@aol.com X-Original-Message-ID: <2f.76501bb.268f7c74@aol.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Subject: {ASSM} {REVIEW} The Annex Reviews, 6/30/00 Date: Sat, 1 Jul 2000 17:10:32 -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: gill-bates, dennyw The Annex Reviews, 6/30/00 by Lady Cyrrh (ladycyrrh@aol.com) Website: http://members.aol.com/ladycyrrh OR http://home.aol.com/ladycyrrh The stories: For Bearing, Part 1 (Uther Pendragon): M/F, preg Batgirl vs. The Joker (S. Sneakley): M/F, bond, superhero The Eternal Youth (Drow Elf): M/b, fantasy, first, spank Living Rich [a Tiffany story] (Phil Phantom): M/F, oral, prostitution, incest, pedo Website Review: Shameless Tales from the Realm of Gazumania For Bearing [A] Where posted: ASSM When posted: 6/12/00 Author: Uther Pendragon Address: anon584c@nyx.net Website: http://www.nyx.net/~anon584c/ I haven't read any Uther Pendragon stories in a while, so I'd thought I'd read this. A pregnant woman and her husband have a conversation late one night in bed. The story is told entirely in dialogue, leaving you to guess at the meanings of exchanges like "No problem. You actually enjoyed that?" "Sure. I won't lie, I prefer being in you. But that will happen. I waited years for you, once. I can wait months....Indeed, I should have more patience these days.... It's funny, though" which I first took to mean they were having anal sex, until a few lines later, when I discover it's a handjob. Good thing, too, as the baby is playing "soccer" with her bladder! I was never and will probably never be pregnant, but this story seemed true to life, and is worth reading several times, just to "get" all the coy exchanges between the two. Batgirl vs. The Joker - The Safest Sex of All [A] Where posted: ASS, ASSM When posted: 6/28/00 Author: S. Sneakley Address: sneakly@SPAMyahoo.comKILLER S. Sneakley has written an excellent series about the adventures of Batgirl that I really enjoyed (Batgirl vs. The Crime School for Girls, the 6/11/97 Reviews) but quit writing for a few years. Now he's back with a new Batgirl series, and this time she's up against The Joker and his stripper-for-hire girlfriend, Bubbles. (I guess Harley Quinn is in the slammer.) Based more on the 60s TV show than the comic, the story was an enjoyable romp with a sly sense of humor. Batman and Chief O'Hara are boobs, and Robin is a drunk; only Batgirl has any crime-fighting sense. The story begins when Bubbles the stripper, whose costume consists of multicolored balloons -- some filled with knockout gas -- steals some bonds from a bank president. Batgirl tracks her down to the Joker's hideout at The Lucky Latex Novelty Shop, where various bondage perils await her. First she's constricted inside a giant purple condom: She would have had no time to react even if she had seen what was coming. The Joker slapped a red and white bulls eye on the floor with his hand. As soon as he did, a loud POW echoed through the room. The purple circle that she was stepping across shot up in the and closed her in a purple sheath of shiny latex: _________________________________________________________ "Hoo hoo, the jokes on you Bat-babe! It s a full body condom! The safest sex of all!" He was on his feet now, jumping and clapping his white gloved hands. "This is better than I had hoped. I was starting to worry that you were never going to catch on to such a wonderful ploy!" Barbara was rolling around on the floor struggling in the tight confines of the latex sheath. It had closed neatly around her neck and was quickly getting tighter. It had formed a second skin over her body. Her arms were pressed to her side and she was soon unable to move them more than a few inches to either side. A warm, slimy coating on the inside of the latex let her body glide around inside the condom as she wriggled uselessly on the floor. _______________________________________________________ After she escapes, there's another peril involving a carnival dunk tank, The Joker's orgasm-inducing "joy buzzers", and a slide into a pool of soap where she's alternately suffocated and stimulated. In some places the story was darker than the author's previous works, particularly when Batgirl nearly dies in that tank and escapes only by blind luck -- it was less bondage-sexy and more snuff n' danger, and the all-in-good-fun tone was absent. However, other parts of the story were very amusing, such as the Joker's continuous fuck sessions with Bubbles (he wears boxers adorned with purple hearts) and casual sadism ("Did you really kill her Jokey?" "As a matter of fact I did, while we were fucking on a couch just like this.") If the Joker were ever to have a sex life on-screen, he'd act just like this. The Eternal Youth [A] Where posted: ASSGM When posted: 6/16/00 Author: Drow Elf Poster: Le Critic! Poster Address: compassionate@aol.com There was a lengthy and interesting foreword to this story, which deals with gay sex in the age of AIDS and the yearning for eternal youth in the form of a young, good-looking, gay man with unlimited sexual opportunities in front of him. The story was pretty good too, though not, as the author says, written for "shallow thrill-seekers looking for plain, simple smut." Larson is a beleaguered, naive 18-year-old tavern-boy in an inn circa 1716. One day a strange merchant comes in who regards him "as a man might look at a woman." The narrator's intuition is confirmed when he spills some wine and the innkeeper orders him whipped on the buttocks for it with a belt: I heard the sound of the tavern keeper unbuckling his belt and then snaking it of his pants. I took a deep breath and braced myself for the first lick, tensing my buttocks. Then the merchant spoke up. "Hold there, good man!" he said. The tavern keeper turned belligerently to the merchant, who continued, "I fear that the lad may not taste the full flavor of your belt if he wears those thick trousers that now protect his bottom." I glared sideways at the merchant, who I now saw placing a shilling by the tavern keeper. The tavern keeper grunted his assent, pocketed the coin and said to me, "You heard the gentleman, Larson! Down with your pants! Right this instant, boy!" This leads to a pretty thorough spanking, after which the innkeeper hires the narrator out to the merchant for the night. Alone in his room, the merchant announces he's in the possession of the "elixer of Life" and the narrator begs for a taste of it, after the sex of course. This was a very well-written first-time story and it kept my attention from beginning to end; if more has been written (unknown, since the poster does not appear to be the author) it's worth keeping an eye out for. My only complaint is that the elixer of Life was given too freely; surely the narrator would have been required to do something more? But this was a very good read. Living Rich (a Tiffany story) [A] Where posted: ASSM When posted: 6/18/00 Author: Phil Phantom Address: Phantom@Sonny.Net Website: HTTP://PhilPhantom.Com I was not thrilled with the last Phil Phantom/Tiffany I read, "Sacrificial Lamb" (1/17/98 Reviews) because of its blatant racism and the forcible impregnation of minors, but this one had an intriguing title so I'd thought I'd give him, or her, another go. (I am still not sure of the relationship between Phil Phantom and Tiffany, if they are a writing team, two identities for the same author, alteregoes, or what.) In this story, a young mother with three kids is forced to become a hooker in order to support herself, as her husband has dumped her and refuses to pay child support. The story didn't really have a plot; it was all about her rationalization of her career choice and the effect it has on her kids, and the author showed great skill in making it all seem eerily logical to the intelligent, but downtrodden, narrator: ________________________________________________________ A mother does what she must, but I could have gone on welfare before resorting to the oldest profession. My two biggest aversions are the outside work place and the welfare system. One is alien and frightening; the other is demeaning and sucks. If you take those two options away from a woman who has never had difficulty attracting men, then place her in a low-rent environment where the men keep telling her she is sitting on a gold mine, and she can see other miners hard at work mining gold...well, sooner or later, she will grab a pick and shovel. ____________________________________________________________ There. I can almost believe it...**almost**... The narrator hooks for a while, and even her kids help out in a away. (The johns enjoy humiliating the kids by making them watch the acts, but the kids aren't actually disgusted, they see it as a practicality, and their yucky faces are a sham.) Eventually the narrator marries one of her clients, a wealthy man who continues to use her as a prostitute, and who will eventually use her children as well (as "human fuck rags.") But lo and behold, real love sets in, and all the white-trash hooking and incest that came before is negated. The narrator and her husband have 18 happy years together and the kids go on to good marriages and well- paying careers, leaving her to conclude: "Mothers do raise minds, and a good whore can do that as well as anyone. We are sexual beings, and children are young sexual beings. Knowledge of sex does no harm, but neglect and distance does. You can't hold a child close enough or give a child too much love and affection. I have no regrets, but I pitty the fools who think they are protecting their children by shielding them from the real world and sex, or moms who can't scream MOTHER FUCKER when they stub a toe. DAMN just doesn't do it and won't make children laugh." If you wanted to pick a bone with this story, you'd find lots of tyrannosaurus-sized ones sticking out in clear view; chief among them that prostitution is an abandoned woman's only career choice, and that it does no lasting damage to either herself or her kids. But what the hell, this is a total fantasy, and part of the enjoyment of reading it *was* how skillfully the author took an outrageous conceit and tried to make it seem realistic and wholesome while giving it the "Oprah" confessional touch. Not bad at all. If this is a newer story than "Sacrificial Lamb" the writer has improved a lot. Who knows, maybe there was a grain of truth in it as well. Website Review: Shameless Tales from the Realm of Gazumania Address: http://pages.whowhere.com/arts/misia_and_nerva/ Part of: Madame Celena's Psychic Cyber Love Shack Address: http://pages.whowhere.com/arts/minette_and_celena/index.html Owners: Minette and Celena Reviewed: 6/27/00 NOTE: This site is part of a larger one, "Madame Celena's Psychic Cyber Love Shack." You'd think high fantasy would be fertile, oft-exploited ground for sex stories, but this isn't the case. Oh, fantasy exists aplenty in the slash and fanfic world, but it's always using someone else's creation and characters -- Xena, Star Wars: TPhM, Highlander, etc. -- only rarely will you find an original world, and rarer still will that world be based on popular fantasy *literature* rather than spinoffs inspired by anime, comics, or video games. But here, "two dear friends who happen to be a bit on the wild side" have attempted just that, creating a highly arousing read even as it gently spoofs those deluxe cheese-tray paperbacks with teary-eyed horses and sternly gesturing, Cher-haired sorceresses on the cover. Artemisia and Nerva are the last two descendants of a race of female magicians who require sex, and lots of it, to recharge their magical powers. Most of the stories were, in fact, sex; unlike some other fantasy eroticists (Anthony Pryor, Cobalt Jade, Elf Sternberg, Will Sanburn) there wasn't much plot to speak of. But the background detailing of their world and lovers was very amusing, and the writing was excellent. Here Misia gets together with a new lover, a red-haired kilt-wearing Celt: _____________________________________________________________ She kissed his balls again, and took each one into her mouth, sucking lightly and then washing them lovingly with her tongue, the way a cat would wash her young. Forodian was breathing hard, and Misia was squirming with her own desire. She could feel her clit pounding in a syncopated rhythm, and desperately wanted him back inside her dripping cunt, but she also wanted to make him cum all over her face and breasts. She stroked his hips, ass, and legs ass he played her tongue across the head of his twitching cock. He growled and whispered, "Suck it, please. Suck it again." Without hesitation, she did as she was asked and began to suck his cock hard and fast, all the way up and down, dispensing with the teasing. Forodian moaned loudly, tensing as watched her going down on him. He grabbed the back of her head, fucking her mouth and growling out his pleasure. Misia pulled free of his grasp just in time to release his built-up stream of juices all over her tongue and breasts. She looked up at her lover as he watched himself pour his hot spunk all over her face in stream after blazing stream while she jacked his cock.When he was done, she tenderly licked the last drops from cock, and coaxed him to sit down next to her. She continued to kiss his softening cock and balls and thighs, then worked her way back up to his mouth, where she kissed his mouth soundly. ______________________________________________________________ There are eight stories in this series, and I read the first five: "Sorceress" "Forodian's Pleasure" "Back at Castle Clightumnearia" (I loved that name, with its connotations of both "clit" and "tumescent") "Half-Sick of Shadows" and "The Lavender Lake." I particularly enjoyed "Half-Sick of Shadows" for its Medieval take on cybersex (using magic mirrors and two enchanted giant's eyeballs as cybercams) and dildoes (called magic "wands," of course, in different candy colors.) If I had any crits to make about this series, it would be that it would be nice to see more of a plot, but as sex was so good, and the stories brief, the lack really didn't detract from the hour or two of enjoyment they gave me. Designwise, the site functions like it is supposed to. The design is average and there are no surprises. I've known of this site for at least two years, and in those years, the design has not changed, nor do any new Misia and Nerva stories appear to have been added, which is a shame. Since the rest of the Love Shack is written by the same two authors, it's probably worth a look too. If you're into both high fantasy and porn, and like a touch of silliness and romance in it, check this out. Interface: B+/A- Content: A Will I visit again: Yes. ____________________________________ 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. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+