Message-ID: <37003asstr$1024773009@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: LadyCyrrh@aol.com X-Original-Message-ID: <23.1ff8ebe5.2a43a9a3@aol.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 20 Jun 2002 17:56:51 EDT Subject: {ASSM} {REVIEW} The Annex Reviews, 6/20/02 Date: Sat, 22 Jun 2002 15:10:09 -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, RuiJorge, newsman The Annex Reviews, 6/20/02 by Lady Cyrrh (ladycyrrh@aol.com) Website: http://members.aol.com/ladycyrrh The stories: Part I: The Sleeve (InkArtist): M/F, D/s, bond, tattoo Slagged (DeB): M/F, bond, humil, shave, tattoo, transform Biker Chick (DeB): M/F, bond, humil, shave, tattoo, transform The Birthday Bet (DeB): M/F, bond, humil, shave, tattoo, transform Seven Flashes (Selena Jardine): M/F, cons, teen, wife The Plaything: MFF Orgy (Don Roscoeny): M/FF, F/F, scifi, orgy Bar 69 (NudeModel): M/F interr, oral, anal, exhib, humil, rimming, true Part I: The Sleeve [A/A-] Where posted: ASSM When posted: 5/26/02 Author: InkArtist Author Address: ink_artist@yahoo.com Author Website: http://community.webtv.net/DomMale43/StoriesbyKoba The sexually adventurous have been hooking up through email for, oh, what, ten years now? It's been enough time to ingrain the idea deeply into the popular consciousness, becoming a porn plot device as much as straying wives and strip clubs have. Usually such tales of virtual lovers meeting in real life are cautionary ones, or preludes to some serious D/s action... the electronic medium lending the sexual silliness a legitimacy, I guess, lacking in snail mail. Computers mean serious business! Computers have machine intelligence and wouldn't lie or play games with you! Do whatever one says! This story did not deviate from form. The narrator meets a woman online for some dom/sub action and gives her strict instructions to appear at the isolated cabin he has rented. Once she is there the plot follows that of the old Maud Adams/Bruce Dern thriller "Tattoo" -- our cooperative sub is tied to a chair and has her arm worked over with a needle, receiving an attractive dragon design, and by extension the narrator's mark of ownership. The fun in reading the story comes from her back/forth wavering, though it's clear she has given her consent: >>>>I said nothing, as I picked up the outlining machine and dipped the needle into a cup of black lining ink. I firmly grasped her wrist and triggered the machine. She jerked at the sound, but did not break my grasp. "What are you doing?" she asked plaintively, voice cracking with fear. "You knew you were to be tattooed," I replied calmly. "Yes, but I thought-" "It is past time for thought," I stated flatly. "But you can't-" "I can, and I will."<<<< At the of the story, as in the movie, the two have sex. I found it a good read, but would have wanted more background on the woman and exactly why she's being so compliant to an artistic but humorless control freak. Slagged [A] The Biker Chick [A] The Birthday Present [B] Author: DeB Found at: http://www.xilef.ltd.uk/story_archive/defem I came across these stories while surfing an erotic haircutting/shaving story archive. They belong to a subgenre of fetish known as 'defeminisation' -- stories where a beautiful woman is deprived of her feminine attributes (mainly hair, but sometimes sex organs and breasts) and altered in other ways -- tattooing, piercing, etc. -- that turns her into a sexual freak. Such stories are mainly revenge tales, and not for the squeamish. I read one of them a while ago and was surprised to come across more, by the same writer, using the same character, on thissite. Poor Kelly is a tanned, toned, strawberry blonde with 36Ds and long luscious legs who gets herself into all sorts of trouble, mainly by welshing on the bizarre bets she makes, or being a snotty bitch to vengeance-minded associates. In "The Biker Chick" she goes to a bike shop in search of an authentic costume for a party, sasses off to the owner, and finds herself depilitated, branded, pierced, and tattooed as the property of The Dark Lords, a Satanist motorcycle club. Meanwhile, in "Slagged" she's a spoiled rich daddy's girl who goes to a futuristic casino and is goaded into making a big-time bet she eventually loses... the punishment being transformed into a slag (State-Licensed Alleviation Gyno- units) a nude, hairless, depersonalized sex slave. The social justification for state-run slavery put me in mind of last months' "Christopher Enslaved" which this story would serve as the female counterpoint to: >>>>The government of our beloved state realized two things: First, banning prostitution made no sense. Prostitution has existed as long as man has, and will probably exist when we evolve into whatever we're going to evolve into. Second, our state realized that there was money to be made from prostitution. So, like the banking and agriculture industries before it, prostitution became a state-run enterprise. A Committee of overseers came up with guidelines to maximize profit and minimize stigma. The basic slag design is a marvel of modern engineering. The transmission of disease is not possible when a slag is used; her insides are as sterile as an operating theater. Unwanted pregnancy is also not a problem. And slags are designed to be identical, so that no one slag is preferable to any other. When a man desires sexual release he selects a slag who is exactly like all her sister slags; slags are, therefore, nothing more than receptacles for the excess male sperm in our society."<<<< At the end of the story she becomes the whore of the unattractive suitor she blew off earlier, making me wonder if the writer of these stories is a venomously seething jilted male: "But don't approach her unless you're fat and balding; she has strict instructions from her owner to only approach the fattest, baldest men she sees, and to be particularly lascivious and lewd in her struggle for their custom." The victim goes unnamed in "The Birthday Present" but she might as well be Kelly, as again, she makes a losing bet, feels compelled to carry it through, and is gradually transformed at the hands of her husband into a toothless, hairless, breastless drone, the whole of videotaped for distribution to the adult-film market. I'd a say a divorce was in the works. This one seemed to lack the focus and enthusiasm of the others; it dragged on too much, and was too reminiscent of those second-person you-the-victim tales that proliferate in IRC chats. Anyway, if you like the idea of this kink, you will like these stories, as they were very well done for what they were; "The Biker Chick" in particular was realistic regarding the bike shop owners, and the slag transformation process in "Slagged" was excellently written as well. I don't know what it says about me that I liked them. Perhaps it's *schadenfreude,* the shameful yet mirthful glee one feels at a disliked acquaintance's misfortunes. Seven Flashes [A+] Where posted: ASSM When posted: 6/14/02 Author: Selena Jardine Author Address: selenajardine@yahoo.com Website: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/gary/www/Duel_2/index.htm These seven brief (under three hundred words) stories came about as the result of a writing 'duel' with another author. They are known as flashes both for their brevity and their snapshot slice-of-life quality; as the writer says, "Flash fiction can be tart or sweet or bitter, any flavor of any month. Enjoy them." The seven spanned a range of characters from cheating wives to blooming schoolgirls, with the main mood an ironic melancholy. I enjoyed all of them, but my favorite, perhaps, was "Lucky Dress" the only one that did not feature explicit sex at all, or even engaged in dirty talk. It was so short and sweet, it could've gone into Readers Digest, if Readers Digest was more liberal. Look it up and read it to see, since even a small quotation by me would give the zing away. The Plaything [A-] Where posted: ASSM When posted: 6/13/02 Author: Don Roscoeny Author Address: Don roscoeny38@yahoo.com This author has written an interesting series of stories about 'Playthings' -- genetically altered human beings whose function in life is to give sexual pleasure. Whether male or female they are eager, willing, multiply orgasmic, and dumb as a box of rocks. But aside from that, they have a pretty ideal existence, being leased for use by middle-class singles or couples who even put aside money in a pension fund for them. It's a take, of course, on the fantasy of having your own private centerfold at your service. This story concerns a rather square couple, a doctor and a cellist, who buy a female Plaything to spice up their sex lives. In this future society Playmates are used as status items as well as stress relievers, so the wife takes her new acquisition to a party-orgy thrown by her colleagues on the orchestra. Conventional multiple-partner sex of the type widely available on the Playboy channel ensues. (This I know because I and my husband have cable now.) The reactions of the Plaything are as thus: >>>"Did you have a good time, Lola?" "Oh mistress, it was wonderful. I don't know how many men I had. One of the musicians played with my cunt like strumpet." "You mean a trumpet." "Yeah. He blew into me. He said he played entire santa." "You mean a sonata."<<< I enjoyed the story, but found the handling of the dialogue annoying... for such a straight couple, the two sure had potty mouths, well-versed in the magic words ("Yes! I'm cumming! Now! Aarrhhh!") of porn. I didn't buy it that their sexual language was so stereotypical, especially when the author did such a good job of describing his bionengineered bedmates and the future society they inhabit. They sound like they've watched the same bad movies everyone else has. Bar 69, Part 1 [B-] Where posted: ASSM When posted: 6/6/02 Author: NudeModel Author Address: tslat@att.net This story had an attention-getting premise: a male nude art model from Cleveland goes to rough and tumble Hamburg where he becomes a performer in one of the Reeperbahn's sex shows. The Reeperbahn, as Beatle fans know, was where the fab four started out, and then, as now, it was veritable den of depravity. I'd think the story would be pretty exciting because of this, but most of it was repetitious. Most of it is taken up with the narrator's performing ani- and cunilingus on a blonde Ukrainian and a black American while spotlit from above on a rotating turntable. Again, this would have been interesting, but the narrator never tells us exactly how he *feels* about it, and just keeps repeating the fact that he's naked, on display, and everyone can see his exposed genitals and asshole. I had no idea if he liked it, was out to make a quick buck, or was dying of shame, as the club owners also insist on calling him a 'slut' on a continuous basis. Some more local German color -- where's the oom-pah music? -- would have pepped things up as well. In short, this had some hot moments, but became tedious after a while. _____________________________________________________________ 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: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+