Nina Fairweather is a reverse superhero. She leaps server racks with a single ladder by day and plays mild mannered wordsmith by night. She adores the ghosts of old buildings, navigates the streets of Seattle by bicycle, and has yet to find a submissive who can sew.
I'm shopping in a drugstore when a tall blond woman in boots catches my attention. She's not my usual type, but she already looked me up and down twice. Her steady eyes and sly smile are enough to keep me interested. Let's see where this goes.
Mistress returns home from a long trip today, on her birthday! She gave me instructions to wear sexy clothes when I meet her at the airport. That's a good sign. I also have several surprises that should lead to relaxing sex for her and bondage for me. Here's hoping she isn't in a foul mood from a long flight. Or should I wish for turbulence so she might be more apt to paddle me?
Submissive Sara is told to masturbate under the watchful eye of her Mistress, Lynn. This story is BDSM flash fiction set in Nina Fairweather's fictional Suburban Submission world. The following themes are explored: lesbian, dominance and submission, humiliation, masturbation
Ms. Lakewood states that she likes writing about women learning to express themselves. That's what I like most about this story. It has all the excitement of learning a lover's body, but it's not told from the perspective of some honey-tongued vixen of the night. The female lead feels real. Though she gets what she wants in the end, she questions herself along the way and doesn't always say exactly the right thing.
This story is also a treat for those of us who enjoy the smell, taste, and tactile sensations of a new lover. Ms. Lakewood draws on the smell of a fire pit to round out the sense of her characters' coupling. Who doesn't love the smoky scent of a campfire?
Get comparisons to the Matrix out of your head. The author's almost effortless style makes this both a stronger and more subtle virtual reality world, with endless customization available to characters who seem to like blurring gender lines. I liked the setting so much that one of the longest oral sex scenes I've recently read almost felt like icing on the cake. Almost.
The King's Chamber is as sweet as it is sexy. The novalette-length allowed just the right amount of time for me to care about all three characters. The king was the perfect compassionate top. The lord was an admirable gentleman. The lady was more than just a bridge between them. Romance steadily builds to passion, starting with a little tame voyerism and ending with thrusts and yearning, shouted vulgarities.