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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.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

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.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

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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