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The Heirs of Witchhunters 01 [Fantasy] [Worldbuilding] [Non-human characters] [No sex in this chapter] [Female Lead] [Ongoing Story]

This is Chapter 1 of an ongoing story. While there is no sexual content in this chapter, there will be in following chapters. If you would like to read more of this story or see what else I’m working on, you can find that [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/katherinesummers/comments/tjf6hm/current_writing_links/).

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At first she thought she would get away with it. It was a clear day, the sky blue as ice and the snow still and silent, no greater peace on the planet. No better day for hunting. It was the kind of day that mothers waited for before taking their children on their first hunt. Veska was not a little girl anymore, and nor were the rest of her hunting party. It should have been fun, as easy and as pleasant as a morning walk in the stillness after a snowstorm. As she strapped on her boots and painted her eyes with black ink, she told herself that it was going to be all right. She could handle a bit of light hunting on the calmest day of the year. She was so determined to make the hunt a success, she had painted her slate grey chitinous plates white so that she could hunker down and blend in with the snow banks, just like her sisters. Read more »

Dark Immersion: Tools and Concepts [Dark Erotica][Dark][Philosophy][Theory][Taboo Erotica][Horror Erotica][Taboo][Essay][VR][Virtual Reality][Noncon][Dubcon][Forced Fantasy][CNC][NC][BDSM][Dark Romance][Dark Fantasy][Critical Theory]

I thought I’d share this. It is taken from a collection of essays *(*[*Towards a Theory of Dark Immersion*](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1113926/?ref=BlackScreen)) which discuss the emergence of Dark Immersion in virtual culture (a concept for which *Dark Erotica* is just one example).

The general hypothesis is that it is the structure of a culture which creates the conditions under which certain kinds of thought and experience are possible. The essays take the Foucaultean idea that through the modern era, sex was *deployed* rather than *repressed*, and that in the electric networked age, sex (abstracted into ‘sexual fantasy’) provides a means of enmeshing nervous systems in what we call *immersive experience*.

The essays focus on Marshall McLuhan, Jean Baudrillard and Georges Bataille and consider Bataille to have been the first man to properly experience the shift from a mechanical rational age to an electric immersive age. What we call ‘immersion’ is the complete involvement of the nervous system in artificial phenomena and other nervous systems. Sexual intensity is one means by which nervous systems can be involved in other nervous systems; the degree of immersion and the intensity of involvement may depend on the extremity of the experience. This then is the key to *Dark Immersion* – it is the use of extreme sexual and emotional experiences to deeply involve nervous systems in reciprocal mutually beneficial games with each other. Read more »

Cheating with my New Neighbor’s Daughter | 10: 3 in a row [male pov][older man][younger woman][age difference][neighbors daughter][cheating][drama][series][slow build][bedroom][foreplay][dry humping][daddy kink]

**10: 3 in a row**

***|Tuesday, the next day***

I arrived in my clinic around 9 in the morning and found my clinic assistant already there.

“Hi, Monica. Good morning,” I greeted her.

“Good morning Mr. Foster,” she smiled as she greeted me back.

I opened my office, plopped my bag on my table, then got back outside to her desk asking, “How booked are we today?”

“Let me check, Doctor,” she casually answered.

“You have three morning check-ups, full physical ones, and another two starting 2pm,” she enumerated.

“I see, thanks!” I uttered walking back to my office.

I quickly grabbed my phone and texted Paige saying that I’ll probably be able to fix her keyboard after work to which she immediately replied, “See you later, Mr. Foster 😉.”

I peeked out of my office to my assistant’s desk uttering, “Monica? We’ll close the clinic after the last appointment. Tell callers they could book for tomorrow.”

She nodded then continued with, “Noted, Doctor. Our first patient advised me just now that she’ll be here half an hour earlier than schedule, which would be around 9:30, would that be okay?” Read more »

I wrote out my cuckquean fantasies and enjoyed it more than I thought I would

I’ve had cuckquean fantasies but didn’t really know it had a name until after I got married. I can trace it back to a relationship I had in college, but having low self-esteem when I was younger could also be a cause.

My husband definitely doesn’t know. I do love to pleasure myself thinking about him with other sexier women. End of last year I decided to write out my deepest fantasies. I’m a writer (by profession) but this is an avenue I never really explored. Fleshing them out was funner than I thought lol.

I’ve never really publicized my work and I haven’t written in a while (life got in the way) but I’m wondering if I should even invest more time and energy into this. Like, cuckqueaning is purely a fantasy of mine and I don’t ever see it becoming a reality, BUT the more you write about something the more it kind of ignites the flame and the thought of confessing to the hubs becomes more and more of a turn-on.

The Sea Witch (Fantasy) (Horror) (Breeding)

I pressed against the door slowly opening it, my muscles tensed for something to reach out and grab me. As the door swung open my heart was pounded in my chest. I knew something was in here, and I had mixed feelings about facing it. Not many common folk like me were ever summoned to the tower on the bluffs. As my eyes adjusted to the room’s interior I glanced around taking in my surroundings, an ornate bed sat opposite a gently flickering enchanted fire, blue flames licked at the air making the room smell brisk and almost damp like a cave on the coast. Candles burned with identical flames giving the whole room an ethereal glow. I stepped lightly on the wooden floor towards the bed where a seemingly sleeping figure silently lay. I could see it breathing gently. A breeze from the open window kissed the sweat on my chest and I shivered lightly from a mixture of excitement and fear.

The sleeping figure then sat up gently having noticed my presence. Through the canopy I could make out soft wavy hair of a dark shade, it was hard to tell by the poor candle light. Then it, excuse me, SHE spoke. Read more »

Critical Fail (or Success?), pt. 2 [M/F][F/F][Succubus][Fantasy]

The walk to the nearby village was long. My widened hips swayed with each step, and my desires grew to unbearable levels. I kept looking down at my transformed body, getting more aroused at the sight of my own nakedness. The ornate crystals decorating my body sparkled in the sun, my darkened pink skin shimmering as though it were covered in millions of tiny diamonds. I found that keeping my hands off myself was difficult, not that I was exactly trying. While not looking at my beautiful hands, they took turns groping my melon sized breasts, or exploring the rest of my chiseled form. My fingers kept glancing across my needy clit, juices slick on my inner thighs as it leaked from me.

I came across a small farmhouse outside of town. A young man was tending to some cows, the first sign of life I’d registered in the endless walk. He looked up at me as I neared, his eyes bulging in surprise. “Gods, _what are you_?” he exclaimed. The fear in his voice was intoxicating, almost as much as the scent of his virility. I took a deep breath, relishing the scent of his sex before exhaling with a quick moan. Read more »