Amazon US Top 5

Yes! Finally in the Top 5. I'm happy now.

OPEN YOUR LEGS FOR ME

Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #652 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)
#5 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Fiction > Erotica
#5 in Books > Literature & Fiction > Erotica

Blindfolded and Spread-eagled entered Amazon Top 100 Erotica!

....today :)

Prince Miro's Capture Enters Amazon US Top 100 Erotica!

I'm so stoked!

In the Amazon US Top #500s!

Open Your Legs for Me

Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #570 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)
#6 in Books > Literature & Fiction > Erotica
#6 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Fiction > Erotica

In the 600s Amazon US!

You have no idea how exciting this is for me!

OPEN YOUR LEGS FOR ME

Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #611 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)
#7 in Books > Literature & Fiction > Erotica
#7 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Fiction > Erotica

Thighs Wide Apart Enters Amazon US Top 75 Erotica!

Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #2,463 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)
#72 in Books > Literature & Fiction > Erotica
#75 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Fiction > Erotica

Amazon US Top 1000!

OPEN YOUR LEGS FOR ME

Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #802 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)
#12 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Fiction > Erotica
#12 in Books > Literature & Fiction > Erotica

Kodak moment!

Open Your Legs For Me

Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,217 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)
#23 in Books > Literature & Fiction > Erotica
#23 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Fiction > Erotica

Top 35 Erotica!

This is soooo cool!

OPEN YOUR LEGS FOR ME

Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,495 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)
#34 in Books > Literature & Fiction > Erotica
#35 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Fiction > Erotica

The Final Initiation

Pretty freshman Gina Wesley is now in her much anticipated final initiation.

She must undergo the rituals and pleasures that await her in this mysterious last stage . . . involving Japanese rope bondage, a strange statue, and dozens of semi-naked and hedonistic revelers in a party that she will remember forever.

This is the final volume of the Initiation series.

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The room is crowded. And what a crowd it is.

Young people mill with cocktail glasses in their hands – talking, laughing, kissing, groping one another. They are barely dressed in apparel designed to show off their breasts, buttocks and genitalia as much as possible. Heads look up as I make my entrance.

Murmurs all around:

“Ah, the new initiate.”

“Lovely, isn’t she?”

“Come, let’s take a closer look.”

I swivel my head this way and that, trying to take in as much as possible in my supine position. My heart beats rapidly within my chest. A woman is fellating a man in the middle of the floor. Bodies flit in and out, hiding them. Another couple is fucking – the woman slammed against a wall with her thighs around a man’s waist.

Oh! The pleasures!

A woman walks by in string bikini. It is exactly that – a bikini one string thick. Three narrow strings run down each of her enormous tits, while her clit is covered (if it can be called that) by one red strand. Her labia are completely exposed.

She stops by me.

“And who is this?” she asks. Her lips are very red and plump, and her dark eyes are thickly lined with multicolored mascara.

“Gina Wesley, the initiate,” Greg replies.

“And may we take a look at her?”

“Certainly.”

The youths carrying my legs lower my body so that I’m now held upright. My thighs are still spread open at an almost one hundred-and-eighty degree angle. My vagina and anus gape, the drawstrings dangling from the latter like two shaky tails.

Two men join the bikini woman. One of them wears an owl mask and a black cape which envelops his entire body except for his cock. The other has a pleasant, smiling face. I recognize him from around campus. He is one of the professors. His cock too is exposed, and he wears a peacock tail which sprouts from his ass in a striking fan. I reckon it’s probably held there by a dildo.

The woman plucks at my red nipples. “They look delicious. My compliments, Greg.”

Greg nods, obviously pleased.

The men painstakingly examine my vulva. They separate my pussy lips, pulling them apart and letting them spring back again. Their fingers stroke and tease my clit, and explore my vaginal passage. I close my eyes, savoring the sensations. I am no longer a prude concerning public display. I have recently found out that I quite enjoy it in fact.

“Still tight,” says the Peacock of my pussy. “Where are the tokens?”

“Here, sir.” Greg produces a small bag.

Its contents clink and roll – the sounds of something metallic.

Top 100 Erotica!

Oooh, OPEN YOUR LEGS FOR ME is in Amazon US's Top 100 for Erotica!

Amazon Best Sellers Rank:
#89 in Books > Literature & Fiction > Erotica
#93 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Fiction > Erotica


And PRINCE MIRO'S CAPTURE hit No. 1 in Amazon Germany's English Erotica!

When He's Inside You (an erotic romance novelette)

OK, something more 'normal' from me, folks.

Cassie Harris is miserable.

She can’t stop thinking of her client, the gorgeous Luke Patterson. The way the light plays on his beautiful features, the way his firm butt flexes when he moves, the way his abdominal muscles tense in their rigid six-pack when he twists his body to look at her teasingly.

Cassie realizes she may even be a little in love with Luke – who has fucked every woman that he knows . . . excepting her.

Tonight, they are in Tokyo. Cassie is going to get a lot more than she bargained for. But is Luke playing one of his games, and can she take the possibly devastating fallout?


This is an erotic romance novelette at 9700 words.

Prince Miro's Submission

The strikingly beautiful Prince Miro has become a sex slave in his enemy's camp. He is publicly displayed and degraded. His lush, firm buttocks are beaten repeatedly with a riding crop.

But the night awaits him with further torments. Prince Miro must now pleasure six battle-hardened generals . . . who will use him in ways he has never imagined possible.

This is Book Two of 'The Royal Captive' series.


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Spirus makes a face at her. He produces a fat wooden rod from behind his back. It is attached to a tail made from real chestnut horsehair. Several leather straps trail from its base. I gaze at it in wonder.

Spirus turns me around. "Bend over."

With mounting dread, I obey. Spirus parts my buttock cheeks and feels for my asshole.

"No." Tia stays his hand. "He is hurt enough already. He needs to heal. If you must do it, he needs lubrication."

Gratefully, I observe Tia as she covers the rod with a generous coating of unguent.

Spirus forces my upper body down on the bed as he prizes my anus open. I close my eyes as the cold, sticky rod slides into my numbed rectum, filling it. It's not as large as King Jai's cock, thank goodness, but it is extremely solid and hard. If I try to move, I can feel its ramrod presence within me, causing me to straighten my pelvic region.

Spirus secures its leather straps around my hips and waist. The horsetail sprouts from between my buttocks in a lavish plume.

I am now a beast of burden. Embarrassment washes in tides from my cheeks to my chest. Surely he does not mean to make me walk amongst the soldiers like this?

But Spirus has not finished humiliating me.

Massaging my cock back and forth in front of the watchful Tia, he ensures that it is firmly tumescent. He then reveals a thin black leather strap with several metal hooks. He ties this around the base of my penis, restricting my circulation so that my shaft is further engorged.

Spirus proceeds to clasp more thin black straps around my shaft - four in succession - as though my cock is a skein of hair that must be braided. My raised cock is now studded with these straps. The final one encircles my bulging purple glans tightly.

"Beautiful," Spirus breathes, admiring his handiwork.

He proceeds to clamp my nipples with two metal clips that bite down hard on my quivering, sensitive flesh. The clips are attached to two thin metal chains. He fastens these to the hooks on the black strap around my penis base so that I can barely stand straight.

My nipples are pulling my cock up in a contest of tightness. Or maybe my cock is pulling my nipples down.

Spirus goes to the entrance of the tent and lifts a flap.

"Bring it in," he orders.

Two guards enter, carrying a medium-sized wooden stock - the kind used to display prisoners at a marketplace to make them objects of ridicule and scorn. The stock has three holes - a large one in the middle and two smaller ones at the sides. A foot long wooden appendage juts out from the thin side of the stock at the level of the central hole.

Releasing several clasps, the guards part the stock longitudinally.

"Stand straight and lift your arms," Spirus commands me.

Tia looks away.