Message-ID: <42623asstr$1053882605@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <LadyCyrrh@aol.com> From: LadyCyrrh@aol.com X-Original-Message-ID: <1d9.a37ea78.2c019dcd@aol.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 25 May 2003 00:17:17 EDT Subject: {ASSM} {REVIEW} The Annex Reviews, 5/25/03 Date: Sun, 25 May 2003 13:10:05 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail X-Is-Review: yes Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.d Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2003/42623> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman 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: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> [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: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> "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. ____________________________________________________ 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: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+