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The Annex Reviews, 5/25/03
by Lady Cyrrh (ladycyrrh@aol.com)
Website: http://members.aol.com/ladycyrrh
The Stories:
Cornucopia (Musker): F+, BDSM, ncon, slave
Three Ponies (Libertine): Ponygirl, wifesub
Precious (Crimson Dragon): M/F, noncons
At the Violet Hour (Kalisha Connors): F/F, M/M/F, M/F, goth, rom
The Waterhouse (David McEntee): M/F rom
Cornucopia [A]
Where found: The Writings of Leviticus
URL: http://195.15.95.67/wol/leviticuscornucopia.htm
Author: Musker
Type: F+, BDSM, ncon, slave
I said I was going to stay from BDSM slave fics, didn't
I? I guess I'm going to have to eat my words.
Madame Rouso is an elderly dowager given to sipping tea
in her luxurious study, but underneath her cultured
exterior is an experienced domme. Her adventures were
catalogued by the author in a previous story, "Omens,"
but you don't have to have read it to enjoy this one.
Madame has broken four uppity slaves at her last years'
Halloween party, and given one of them, an exquisite
black girl named Charlene, to her friend Prince Ackman
for further treatment, detailed in a letter and
snapshots he sends:
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[Madame] gathered up all the pictures that his highness
had sent her and leaned back into her soft leather
chair. In one hand was her fermenting green tea, in the
other was a color photo of a blindfolded and spread
eagle Charlene. She was arching her back quite
dramatically over a lavishly decorated bed as if she was
in the thrones of a wonderful orgasm. An orgasm brought
about by a petite dark skinned woman huddled between
Charlene's legs with her face practically buried in
Charlene's crotch.
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The story was all the hotter for being told, in the
letter, in the rich tones of the Arabian Nights. The POV
was unusual and the prose well written, and interesting
in that it concerned the business of an elderly domina.
Worth looking up.
Three Ponies [A]
Where posted: ASSM
When posted: 05/17/03
Author: Libertine
Author website: http://allme.com/stories/libertine/?nsg
Type: Ponygirl, wifesub
Here's a another slave fic, this time a pony one. It was
written by Libertine, an author with a prodigious output
of work which has been collected on the AllMe erotica
archive website.
The story was short but very evocative. The narrator has
just gotten married to an Italian man who is a member of
the neo-fundamentalist Conservative Christian political
party, and on their honeymoon he takes her to an Aegean
island retreat where the miscreant wives of other party
members serve them in sackcloth. And when they want a
tour of the island's holy shrines they are pulled in a
surrey by three well-harnessed ponygirls, television
journalists who made the mistake of criticizing the CCP
and were made to "disappear."
It's a dandy setup, and it's a pity the author didn't do
more with it as it was more interesting than the usual
pony fodder (sorry for the pun.) In fact, I could see a
whole novel detailing the narrator's adventures with her
husband, the ponygirls, the island, and the sexual
punishments of the religious right
Precious [A]
Where posted: ASSM
When posted: 04/17/03
Author: Crimson Dragon
Author email: dcrimson@yahoo.com
Author website: http://members.tripod.com/files/Authors/Dr/wwwagon_Of_Crimson/
Type: M/F, noncons
Crimson Dragon is one of those prolific authors with
many different genres under her belt (on the website,
there's M/F, F/F, and SF/BDSM, a genre I respect immensely)
plus she does reviews, not unlike myself. But not
all her stories are porn. In this one, which she says
"defied classification" a put-upon girl alone in the big
city receives a visit from an angel who keeps her from
throwing herself off the roof of her apartment building.
The sex took the form of an encounter with a
leering, sweaty boss and unemployed layabout boyfriend,
and if the heroine's travails were just *too* much even
for one singularly lousy day, they also made it easy to
sympathize with her. I had the feeling there could have
been more of a punch at the end -- one of the
firefighter rescuers says something pithy, or the angel
reveals her (its?) supernatural glory. But for a
character/encounter story (rather than a sex story, as
the author says) it was handled well, in spite of the
bathos.
At the Violet Hour [A/A-]
Where posted: ASSM
When posted: 05/15/03
Author: Kalisha Connors
Author email: kalishaconnors@yahoo.com
Type: F/F, M/M/F, M/F, goth, rom
A woman who hangs around in goth circles goes to her
friend's party, where she meets the usual "Bella
Lugosi's Dead"-playing crowd with blue hair, monk's
robes, and omnisexual appetites. Feeling slightly
estranged, she fixates on a attractive stranger who
beckons her over and tells her two tales about her
friends' sex lives that or may not turn out to be true;
the last tale is about herself and the old friend she
meets and goes home with.
This was a story that surprised me, because I was
expecting the narrator and the storyteller to get
together at the end. The tale-in-a-tale structure was
different, giving the story a supernatural twist (who
was the stranger, really? Was he foreseeing the future,
or creating it?) that wasn't, unfortunately, reflected
in the gothic theme, which seemed merely like window-
dressing. For goths, they were awfully restrained. No
cursing, no addictions, no bottle smashing. This isn't
to imply that goths are lowlifes, only that the average
goth is edgier and more rebellious than the crowd
presented here, which might be sipping tea at the
Elephant & Castle Victorian tearoom. Or perhaps it was
author's use of polite language that made it seem so.
That's as maybe, but the story was still entertaining,
and the sex scenes were nice in a romantic, non-
exploitive way. A shame we didn't get to see more of the
storyteller, though.
The Waterhouse [A]
Where posted: ASSM
When posted: 05/16/03
Author: David McEntee
Author email: gr8old1@earthlink.net
Type: M/F rom
Quian is the neglected young wife of the Lord of
Waterhouse, an aquatic farm set in an alternate-world
version of Regency England. She's accustomed to going
for swims every morn and evening, and on one of these
she is intercepted by Treece, a commoner she has sparked
a flirtation with:
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"And what seems to be in his master's waters on this
lovely morning?", Treece asked by way of greeting. "'Tis
an unmanned vessel."
"Good morning, Treece," Quian said sweetly. "Do you
think yourself man enough to sail me?"
"My lady," Treece went on suggestively, "I am an
experienced sailor. I have tamed many vessels. A
skillful helmsman am I."
"Many vessels, eh?" Treece seemed more familiar today
than he had been previously. "If I am a vessel, how
would you guide me?"
Swimming closer, he just about rode up over her. "'Twill
be a challenge, but you have three helms from which I
could control you. Here," he kissed her right nipple
through her shift, "here," he kissed her left, "and
here," at last he kissed the tuft of hair between her
legs.
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I was all set up for one of those Regency rape/seduction
scenarios, but at the last moment Quian decides Treece
is being too insistent, and whups the hell out of him on
the terrace of her house (no shrinking violet, she.) Her
older husband sees, approves, and forgives ("Had you said
you sought love, I would have been sorely grieved. But
you sought pleasure. Considering your age and ... your
... passion, this is no surprise.")
As a sex story goes this was kind of mild, but I did
like it a lot, for its language, its marvelously
evocative summertime setting, and its going against the
grain. I will be looking for more from this author in
the future.
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