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Who Am I? is a lesbian romance about love, family, and parenthood that challenges the reader's emotions the whole way through. It's a sad, sorrowful story that starts with the death of a loved one and the reveal of a painful secret, but which finds its way to a happy ending.

When Georgina (George) Wilkes loses her mother in a tragic accident, she doesn't imagine that her dying words will open an even deeper wound. Not only is she forced to confront the revelation that her dad is not her father, but she has to deal with the fact that her siblings have been party to hiding that secret for years.

Her fiancée, Tania, is her rock throughout the ordeal, the one woman on whom she can always rely. The emotional turmoil does put some stress on their relationship, but their love is so strong and so beautiful that it really is a joy watching them pull one another through. They undertake a journey of discovery together, and even if their search doesn't have the happy ending they hoped for, it ultimately brings them full circle to an acceptance of those who love them.

Who Am I? is equal parts family drama and lesbian romance, with a supporting cast of siblings, spouses, cousins, and characters who give it color and life. There are two more tiny characters introduced before the end who transform the final chapters, and while there is still an element of uncertainty to it, the happily-ever-after ending is delightful.

Rating: ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀

My sincere thanks to the author for sending me an ARC in exchange for an honest review.

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I'm going to buck convention and skip right to the end of Ashes of the Sun to share something from Django Wexler's afterword that I think sums up the novel better than I ever could:

“This is not a Star Wars novel, but it definitely originated, back at the beginning, in a series of conversations about Star Wars."

This is epic fantasy, no question about it, but the magic is definitely used to evoke a Star Wars feel in the weaponry and even (to some extent, the races/monsters). Gyre is equipped with a blaster, which is precisely the Han Solo gun you're imagining, only it fires magical energies instead of lasers. Maya, his estranged sister, wields a haken, which is basically Luke Skywalker's lightsaber, but fueled by her inner magic rather than a kyber crystal. I'd rather not say much about the races/monsters, because there are way too many spoilers attached, but ghouls and plaguespawn definitely owe as much to the aliens of science fantasy as the races ofepic fantasy.

There are even some Star Wars elements to the plot, with a corrupt empire, an all-powerful Order, plucky underground rebels, scoundrels and rogues, and an underlying mythology of hokey religions. So, yes, the feel of it will be familiar to genre fans, comfortable even, but what Wexler does with it all is what makes for such a memorable read.

I loved the relationship between Gyre and Maya, along with the perspectives they provide into the larger conflict. Forcibly separated by an act of violence in their childhood, they've been raised on opposite sides of the war, taught to believe opposing philosophies about the empire and the Order. Both seem like good people, and both seem like they could be the hero of the story, but there doesn't seem to be a lot of room for compromise. That balance does shift towards the end of this first book, and we do begin to question one of them, but I suspect reader allegiances will shift again in the next book.

The cast of supporting characters behind them is fantastic as well, but I felt as if they were a bit stronger on Maya's side, especially with Varo and Beq. Varo provides much-needed comic relief, always telling stories of previous traveling companions who met with misfortune in a way that has you rolling your eyes, yet looking forward to the next tale. Beq is something of a steampunk arcanist (only with magic) who seems comfortably neurodivergent, and whose slow-burn romance with Maya is the most wholesome part of the story. She was very much my surrogate, my representative in the novel, and I will be very upset if she doesn't make it through to the end of the series.

Without spoiling anything, I really appreciate the world-building here - not just how Wexler slowly reveals what the Elder races left behind, but exactly what he reveals as well. I had this feeling of dread about halfway through that it was going to be exposed as another post-post-apocalyptic tale, one where all the talk of skyships, unmetal, and the Core Analytica had roots in our contemporary technology, but what we get instead is fantasy and fantastic.

With Blood of the Chosen already out, and Emperor of Ruin coming later this month, now is the perfect time to catch up with Ashes of the Sun. It's a comfortably familiar blend of epic and heroic fantasy that offers something new at the same time. I wish I'd gotten to it sooner, but there's something to be said for creating timely anticipation.

Rating: ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀

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The first Perchance to Dream bundle collects the first three stories of B.J. Frazier's six-part saga of medical and female domination. It's a story that might strike readers as a bit odd at first, and one that's almost guaranteed to make them feel deliciously uncomfortable at one point or another, but the way it develops, becoming deeper and darker as each story continues, is incredible.

Dr. Frankie is the Doctor/Domme of the series, a confident, assertive, and sometimes cruel woman who runs a rather unorthodox sleep clinic. While she is very interested in her patients' sleeping habits, she's even more interested in the fantasies, inhibitions, and buried fetishes that cause their nocturnal unrest. She takes pleasure in finding out what drives them, even (especially) if they're not consciously aware of it, and then forcing them to embrace it.

And, yes, that means watching a lot of porn, being monitored for their responses to the 'accidental' erotic touching of the staff, and participating in kinky new sexual adventures.

The scenario is fun and the sex is hot, but it's the dynamic between Dr. Frankie and Sayo, her alpha submissive, that I found most fascinating. Here we have a very intense BDSM power-exchange relationship that involves total ownership and total submission, but one that's tested when Sayo gets too forward with a virgin patient. Betrayed and denied, Dr. Frankie punishes her submissive roughly, humiliates her with another submissive, and really tests her promised obedience. It's an emotionally heavy backstory that slowly shifts our perception of the story as a whole, giving the fun sex dramatic consequences.

If you're willing to continue in the good doctor's care, then might I prescribe the second bundle? While you're at it, the seventh and final book is available as well.

Rating: ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀

My sincere thanks to the author for sending me an ARC in exchange for an honest review.

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Panty Shopping, the latest from Nikki Ruffles, is such a fun read. It's a simple little story about a crossdresser's excursion to buy himself a pair of fancy Saturday Night panties, but the level of detail, along with the personalities, is what makes it memorable.

The femdom element of the story is perfectly embarrassing, a little humiliating at times, but never cruelly so. We feel the narrator's anxiety, share in his confusing mix of dread and desire, and as much as we may fear exposure, the thrill of the experience is so worth it. Barbara, the older saleswoman who takes him in hand and insists he be a Good Panty Boy, is just wonderful. She's mature, attractive and assertive, but she's also caring - she doesn't force her subject along so much as she guides him to what he craves.

If you've read Nikki before, then you know they have a knack for capturing the thrill of feminization, and that's once again on display here. From the styles to the textures to the colors of the panties, it feels as if we're standing right there, running our fingers through the piles of panties, and feeling them slide up our legs. Panty fetish, crossdressing fetish, or both, Panty Shopping will leave you very satisfied.

Rating: ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀

Before we get to this week's freebies, I'd love it if you voted for either of my books (Gurls Gone Wild: Naughty in Nature or Lost Ladies of the Nightmare) in the 2022 Golden Pigtail Smut Awards!

Well, if it's Friday, then it must be time to bend our way into the weekend with Fetish & Fantasy Freebie Friday!

Every Friday I search through the free titles on Amazon, looking for those that might be of interest to similarly bent readers, fans, and lovers. Even if you don't have a Kindle, you can still download the titles through one of Amazon's free reading applications.

While you're on Amazon, if you'd like to support my weekly efforts, could I kindly ask that you give latest erotic creations a read/review? 

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I'm so excited to share that I'm a 2022 Golden Pigtail Smut Award Nominee and I would dearly love it if you'd take a few moments to cast your vote. You don't need to log in or provide any personal info, you just need to vote. Simple as that!

Under the "Everything's Better in a Group" Award for Best Erotic Anthology, I'm part of an exciting anthology that I'd love to see get some recognition:

• Heckin' Lewd: Trans and Nonbinary Erotica - Mx. Nillin Lore

In the "All Love" Award for LGBTQ+ Erotica you'll find a story that's very near-and-dear to my heart, a tale I put so much of myself into:

• Gurls Gone Wild: Naughty in Nature - Sally Bend

And in the "Things That Go Hump in the Night" Award for Paranormal/Horror Erotica, my dark pseudonym has a story it's taken me 3 years to get just right, and which I believe is one of the best things I've ever written:

• Lost Ladies of the Nightmare - S.B. Medina 

Please take a few moments to cast your vote - and if I'm so lucky as to be a finalist, I'll ask you one more time. :)

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In many ways, Going Out is very much like its protagonist - two stories, two genres, and two perspectives in one pretty little package. 

Nicola Atherton has crafted a novel that does an absolutely superb job of capturing the crossdressing experience and those first tentative steps into gender exploration. The allure, the thrill, the excitement, and the anxiety of embracing femininity are all represented here, allowing the reader to experience the complete process of becoming  a woman. We not only feel the caress of satin or the pinch of heels, but we also feel the joy of seeing 'her' in the mirror . . . and the dread that, if we step outside, others will see through to 'him' instead,

In many ways, the early chapters of the novel remind me not just of stories I read in my youth, but my own first forays into gender exploration. So much of Adam's experience is real and relatable, even if it does make me jealous of things like self-checkouts and online shopping. Seriously, I remember when Amazon was just a bookstore, and you had to tell the old lady at the mall you were buying sexy lingerie for your girlfriend (who just happened to be your size). It makes me sound super old to say this, but kids these days have it so easy! That said, Atherton does throw in some challenges, one of which turns out to be rather opportunistic, but I won't spoil it.

There is a definite element of fantasy to the novel as well, however, especially in how easily (and completely) Adam passes as Amy. Don't get me wrong, there's a lot of effort put into passing - wigs, fake boobs, tucking, cosmetics, etc. - but Adam also has an already androgynous body to transform.  Personally, I still adore that sort of fairy tale of feminization, but it's important to acknowledge that fantasy because that leads us into the fetish elements.

Let me be clear, Adam is not the fetish. The transformation into Amy is something that feels genuine and heartfelt from the very beginning. For all the protests and promises of never again, the happiness and comfort that come with being Amy are very clear. This feels like a transgender journey from the start, and I loved how the realization of that identity was so drawn out. Where the fetish element comes in is with the erotic encounters with various older men, most of which fall into the naughty girl or slutty sissy. There's nothing necessarily wrong with those sexual explorations, but given how authentic and relatable so much of the book is, some readers may find the clichés a bit of a turn off.

Ultimately, Going Out is a wonderful story of gender exploration that feels as if Nicola Atherton has either lived it or loved someone who has. It's beautifully written and almost perfectly paced, taking its time where it needs to, and getting frantic and rushed where the story demands it, with a small cast of key characters who give it life. The ending comes on a bit suddenly, with the epilogue leaving a few unanswered questions, but as fairy tales go, it's everything the reader could ask for.

Rating: ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀

Well, if it's Friday, then it must be time to bend our way into the weekend with Fetish & Fantasy Freebie Friday!

Every Friday I search through the free titles on Amazon, looking for those that might be of interest to similarly bent readers, fans, and lovers. Even if you don't have a Kindle, you can still download the titles through one of Amazon's free reading applications.

While you're on Amazon, if you'd like to support my weekly efforts, could I kindly ask that you give latest erotic creations a read/review? 

Enjoy!  

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I'd had this bad boy sitting on my shelf for quite a while, but our winter vacation gave me an excuse to pluck it from the TBR pile. It came highly recommended by a few friends whose opinions I trust, so I decided to give it a chance . . . and I'm glad I did.

The Shadow of What Was Lost started out with a bang, taking the coming-of-age and chosen-one tropes of epic fantasy, then slapping an immediate layer of danger and death upon it. It's clear from the start that there are huge stakes to this struggle, proper save-the-world storytelling, peopled by characters who are as unique as they are compelling.

While I wouldn't say I found it dry, there was a sense of distance to the narrative that I find is common to the current batch of epic fantasy, and that's probably my only complaint. It's a raw sort of realism, a desaturated thinness between the world of the author and the reader, that lacks the wonder of the pulp fantasy I grew up with. It's not quite grimdark, even if it has elements of that sub-genre to it, but there is death and destruction galore to go with the hope and heroism.

Aside from that, the narrative comes closer to my memories of epic fantasy than most stories I've read over the last few years, making it worthy of the World of Time comparison on the cover. There's magic, mystery, and monsters within it, cosmic fates and human struggles combined that drive us through quests and battles alike. There are key characters who are more than they seem, other than they seem, and even though we get one very big answer before the end, it opens up a whole new world of questions.

Davian is clearly the protagonist here, the character who drives so much of the story forward but, for me, it's Asha who gives it meaning and significance. Hers is a story that starts out tragic before becoming heroic, and there ares deep hints that she's destined for something more. That, coupled with the development of the Caeden mystery, and tagged with the curious foreshadowing of Davian's future, has me excited to see what James Islington has planned next.

Rating: ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀

Well, if it's Friday, then it must be time to bend our way into the weekend with Fetish & Fantasy Freebie Friday!

Every Friday I search through the free titles on Amazon, looking for those that might be of interest to similarly bent readers, fans, and lovers. Even if you don't have a Kindle, you can still download the titles through one of Amazon's free reading applications.

While you're on Amazon, if you'd like to support my weekly efforts, could I kindly ask that you give latest erotic creations a read/review? 

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Cougars and Coeds is a story of forced feminization by mature, dominant women who know their way around a sissy. It won’t be easy, but stick with your training, let your inhibitions go, and maybe you can serve your new owners too.

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Well, if it's Friday, then it must be time to bend our way into the weekend with Fetish & Fantasy Freebie Friday!

Every Friday I search through the free titles on Amazon, looking for those that might be of interest to similarly bent readers, fans, and lovers. Even if you don't have a Kindle, you can still download the titles through one of Amazon's free reading applications.

While you're on Amazon, if you'd like to support my weekly efforts, could I kindly ask that you give latest erotic creations a read/review!

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Chastity is an underappreciated and often underestimated kink. When you come across it in erotica, it's usually something that men have to be coerced (or forced) into, usually with some sort of emasculation or humiliation attached. 

With Southern Chastity, L.D. Cub explores a power exchange dynamic where men enter into chastity willingly, sometimes even eagerly, and does so in a positive manner. Instead of being something that makes them lesser men, chastity is explored as something that accentuates their submission and empowers them to become more focused on providing pleasure. 

Matt is the protagonist of the story, a gay submissive who experiments with chastity and immediately discovers the appeal. When he meets Sir John, a local dominant who trains submissive men to embrace permanent chastity, he discovers how orgasm control and denial can contribute to his focus and attention as a bottom, and that year-long journey is what drives the story.

Sir John is a wonderful dominant, a man with the perfect blend of power, authority, compassion, and understanding. He pushes his chastity subs, driving them to explore new kinks and fetishes as part of their submission, and provides them with a supportive mentorship framework. It's not just about locking them up and using them, it's about creating a community and empowering them to share themselves with any men who desire to use them.

There's definitely some fantasy here, with the chastity subs becoming free-use bottoms for any man who asks, never worrying about condoms or STDs, but there's also a realistic portrayal of the need for cleaning, lubrication, stretching, and dealing with the pain beneath the pleasure. It gets edgy at times, with submissives pushed beyond their limits, but consent is always asked, confirmed, and sometimes reconfirmed.

For all its kinks and erotic encounters, though, Southern Chastity is first and foremost a character-driven story, and it's the personalities that keep you reading. There's also a wonderful camaraderie explored among the subs, with genuine friendships and even an adorable non-sexual romance. You'll come (or not, as the case may be) for the chastity, stay for the rough and messy sex, but it's the relationships you'll remember. 

Rating: ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀

Well, if it's Friday, then it must be time to bend our way into the weekend with Fetish & Fantasy Freebie Friday!

Every Friday I search through the free titles on Amazon, looking for those that might be of interest to similarly bent readers, fans, and lovers. Even if you don't have a Kindle, you can still download the titles through one of Amazon's free reading applications.

While you're on Amazon, if you'd like to support my weekly efforts, could I kindly ask that you give latest erotic creations a read/review!

Enjoy!  

Mounting Challenges

2022 was an extraordinarily hard year for me, maybe the worst I’ve been through in almost 15 years. It started with 3 months of major (often problematic) home renovations that saw a parade of strangers stomp all over my privacy and my solitude. I work from home, so managing the noise, the chaos, and the interruptions was an incremental load of daily stress I did not manage well. Why I handled it so poorly isn't something I understood until much later, but we'll get to that.

Compounding that was my seasonal depression, provoked by the prolonged darkness, miserable cold, and mounting snow. The season always takes its toll on me, emotionally and physically, but the whole pandemic isolation experience certainly didn't help, leaving me weary, with the sense of being trapped, and feeling so hopeless. 

After that, it was the death of my father-in-law, which saw us spend a month far away from home, wrenching me from the comfort of my routine, forcing me to engage with family gatherings, and seeing me swap places with my grieving Goddess, putting me in the strong, supportive role where she’s usually the one to hold it all together. It also involved long drives, including a 650 km stretch in the dark, in some of the heaviest rain I’ve ever seen, none of which I’m comfortable with.

Halfway through the year, though, it all culminated in my Goddess’s surgery, which saw us spend another month even farther away from home, where I not only had to struggle with the lack of familiar surroundings, the absence of my routine, and the challenge of working from a tiny hotel room while she recovered, but the paralyzing fear that the woman I loved with all my heart was never going to get better. I’m a service submissive, so caring for her needs was hardly a challenge, but seeing her suffer, seeing my vibrant Goddess bedridden and in pain, was extraordinarily difficult.

Hitting Rock Bottom

My depression was at an all-time low, and my anxiety was at an all-time high. I felt so alone, so hopeless, and so unable to cope. I felt abandoned and ignored by friends, unsure whether they weren’t hearing my cries for help, didn’t know what to say, or simply didn’t care, and the one person from whom I could always take strength – my Goddess – had none to spare. I was in a situation where none of my usual coping mechanisms were available to me. I couldn’t even go for a long walk (there were no sidewalks), much less a hike (there was nowhere to hike), and there wasn’t a BDSM session to be found for a hundred miles (yes, I checked). 

Oh, and let’s not forget the driving – as the only able-bodied person in the family, I had no choice but to once again do the one thing that always feeds my anxiety, and that’s driving long distances (close to 2500 km), in heavy traffic, in unfamiliar territory, with Goddess painfully cursing every bump and vibration.

I broke down. I retreated from everything and everyone, both online and at home. I stopped reviewing books, stopped blogging, and deleted half my social media presence. I turned inward, which is usually a bad thing to do, but instead of succumbing to the dark thoughts, I chose to work on myself. Instead of wondering what’s wrong with me, I chose to find answers as to why I am so different from those around me. I thought a lot, researched and read even more, and even talked about my feelings (which I don’t do well) with both peers and professionals.

Self-Realization and Self-Acceptance

What I discovered is three things – one, I am nonbinary; two, I am neurodivergent; and three, the two have a surprisingly high level of correlation. 

Even though I'd tried the term on before, pairing it with trans, coming to understand and accept myself as nonbinary was a powerful sort of freedom. It meant I could finally be comfortable being me — all of me, not masculine or feminine, but everything in between — without feeling the need to choose some end of an arbitrary spectrum. Without the pressure to transition or become something else, I'm free to exist as who I am, embracing what I am in each moment.

As for being neurodivergent, I'd suspected it for a while now, but arriving at a proper diagnosis, coming to fully understand why I am the way I am, was a HUGE relief. All of my sensitivities (sound, smell, taste, texture) were suddenly placed into context, and all of my emotional challenges (stress, anxiety, social awkwardness, etc.) suddenly had a framework for managing them.

I’m not broken. I’m not just difficult or fussy. I’m perfectly fine, albeit a bit different from most.

Once I understood that, I was able to shift my focus from fixingmyself to finding new mechanisms for coping with how I am, the most important of which is weekly yoga sessions. Another correlation there that surprised me was the overlap between yoga and BDSM — the emphasis on form and posture, the fluidity of movement, the control over your breathing, and the surrendering to someone else’s instruction. While a meditative state isn’t quite the same as the bliss of subspace, it is something I can easily attain every Monday night that serves as an emotional reset for the week ahead. Additionally, it’s a small group that accepts me as nonbinary, never once raising an eyebrow, no matter how I’m presenting that evening.

Friendships and Relationships

I do wonder about friendships lost, and whether I was unfair in expecting more, or perhaps just treasured them differently because being neurodivergent makes personal connections so rare for me, but that’s still a work in progress. I’d be delighted were any of those friendships be rekindled, but I’m also accepting of the fact that maybe they just reached a natural end beyond my personal expectations. Social gatherings will always be a challenge, but my Goddess and I know how to measure my anxiety now, and how to find escape routes that allow me a few moments to breathe. I did get out to a local trans meeting last month, which I’m proud of myself for doing, and I’m looking forward to attending the local BDSM/fetish munch next month.

As for Goddess, she did heal and is looking better than ever, ready for the next stage on her journey, which involves returning to school in the new year. Where that would have once filled me with anxiety (another break in routine, with additional expenses), I’m excited for her, focused on how I can support her, and looking ahead to what that means for our future. I still feel a healthy amount of jealousy over her poly relationships, but I’m also emotionally aware enough to know that a big part of that is envy. Friendships are hard for me, and relationships are even harder, but I’m working on opening up to people. If I had one wish for the new year, one goal for personal development and growth, it’d be to develop a regular, ongoing dynamic with another Dom/me in the area, one that complements what Goddess and I enjoy.

The Path Forward

Coming out of all that with a fresh understanding and a new outlook on life, I’ve been able to be social again, engage with (small groups of) people, open myself to new experiences, and even find joy in things that once only filled me with dread. I’m reading again, reviewing again (at my own pace), and enjoying that aspect of my life again. I’ve thrown myself into editing (a passion that never really left me), weighing in on nearly a million words this year, and I’m excited about the projects and authors I already have lined up for the new year.

To top it all off, we came out to our families this holiday season. We talked about my being nonbinary and neurodivergent, and we discussed being polyamorous in an open marriage. No, we didn’t get into the finer details of bondage and kink, but we laid everything else on the table, and  (as Goddess likes to say) we are proudly loving out loud.

And that, I am pleased to say, puts me in a place where I can end the year better than I began it.

Well, if it's Friday, then it must be time to bend our way into the weekend with Fetish & Fantasy Freebie Friday!

Every Friday I search through the free titles on Amazon, looking for those that might be of interest to similarly bent readers, fans, and lovers. Even if you don't have a Kindle, you can still download the titles through one of Amazon's free reading applications.

While you're on Amazon, if you'd like to support my weekly efforts, could I kindly ask that you give latest erotic creations a read/review!

Enjoy!  

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A Domme for Christmas is one of those stories that works on multiple levels. A Christmas story about the making of a Christmas movie, it’s both an homage to and parody of the whole Hallmark Christmas movie genre (and, to some extent, Hollywood in general). There’s romance, humor, and a bit of magic to it, with characters who are living the genre even as they film it, but the real magic comes in how B.J. Frazier brings it all together.

Memphis Clark is the main character of the story, a successful director who feels constrained by the saccharine Christmas movie genre, and a successful lover who feels unfulfilled by girlfriends who are too nice. He’s a submissive at heart – we can see it, especially in how he reacts to the BDSM tales of Thane, his assistant director – but he’s never accepted or explored it. Even as the arrival of a femdom-dream-come-true Producer tests his inner resolve, he still insists on chasing the same nice girls.

There are so many wonderful relationships in the story, with platonic, romantic, and erotic overlapping in increasingly surprising ways, that each chapter is like opening a new present. It’s Thane who provides most of the erotic fuel, regaling Memphis (and the reader) with tales of his BDSM sessions, including those with Holly, the new producer, and I just loved him to death. He’s the perfect submissive, blissfully happy in his service, and open to anything his Domme requires, even when that expression of submissive sexuality lies outside his romantic attractions.

Speaking of Holly, she’s just one of the amazing women in this tale. There’s also Sara, the pretty girl who never had time for Memphis in high school, and Tessa, the wild girl he retreated from after she dared him to prank a teacher. There’s a lot of baggage there – memories, emotions, expectations, hopes, and desires – and it all contributes to Memphis finding his way in life and love.

Again, I don’t want to spoil any of the magic, but Frazier does a lovely job of exploring traditional dungeon scenes of BDSM, more domestic aspects of female-led relationships, and even some fantasy scenes of extreme submission. It’s the Christmas theme that connects everything, and when the wink-and-nod Hallmark movie humor fully indulges in the magic, it’s absolutely beautiful.

Rating: ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀

My sincere thanks to the author for sending me an ARC in exchange for an honest review.

Well, if it's Friday, then it must be time to bend our way into the weekend with Fetish & Fantasy Freebie Friday!

Every Friday I search through the free titles on Amazon, looking for those that might be of interest to similarly bent readers, fans, and lovers. Even if you don't have a Kindle, you can still download the titles through one of Amazon's free reading applications.

While you're on Amazon, if you'd like to support my weekly efforts, could I kindly ask that you give latest erotic creations a read/review!

Enjoy!  

 My admiration for illustrated delights of Shadoman continues, courtesy once again of Amazing Transformation Comics.

Domesticated 3 is the latest in Shadoman's series of erotic tales about feminization and submission, each with a different cast of characters, so they can be read in any order. If you've missed the first two issues, you can read my reviews here and here.

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S.A. Freeman's debut novel, Kat, is a fascinating, heartfelt tale that tackles very difficult topics of institutionalized slavery, violence, and abuse, and successfully weaves a fairy tale romance out of them. 

Kat is an indentured slave, a young woman caught one time too many for petty theft and sold into slavery by her government. Her last Master was a monster who abused her regularly, and it's because of him that she's on the block again. Alexa is a successful businesswoman with an ultra-charming butler and a sprawling estate. She's looking for a new slave to love, and that's what brings her to pay such an exorbitant amount for Kat.

What follows is a beautiful romance about two damaged souls looking to heal by finding love in one another. For Kat, that means accepting that not all owners are like her Master, and learning to slowly trust in her Mistress, all the while fearing that violence is inevitable. For Alexa, that means being patient and kind, and finding ways to get through to her slave, teasing her open without breaking her apart. It also means healing from the absence of her last slave, whom she loved just as dearly, but that's a mysterious subplot I'll say no more about.

Kat is a story that's tough in parts and tender in others, but where Freeman's real talent comes in is making us care about her characters. There are multiple risks and threads in the story, but it's wanting to see Kat and Alexa happy that keeps you reading. Yes, there's some kink inserted into the romance (including a bondage trust exercise that was executed to perfection!), but this is a story about feelings, not feels, and it succeeds beautifully.

Rating: ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀

My sincere thanks to the author for sending me an ARC in exchange for an honest review.