Dive into Darkness
Welcome to a world where fantasy and reality intertwine.
These excerpts are your invitation to explore the darkest corners of desire and thrill.
Prepare to be captivated, excited, and yearning for more.
This is where you discover what you truly want to be.
A Thrilling Glimpse
Her Deadly Desires - Death by Pussy
Each excerpt is a carefully chosen window into a world crafted from my own experiences, blended with dark fantasy. This isn't just fiction; it's reality heightened, desires unleashed. Feel the thrill; embrace the darkness.
This sexually charged book delves into the practice of erotic asphyxiation. It tells the story of a woman driven by dark, twisted desires. This is a tale of revenge that unfolds when obsession takes hold. She's fixated on the feeling of men squirming between her hot, sweaty thighs. She smothers them while riding their faces, chasing the ultimate pleasure. As her victim gasps for his last breath inside her, her desire reaches its climax. Scarlet wasn't born out of desire, but out of necessity. Her creator, Elise, wanted to be more powerful and in control. At first, Scarlet was a mask Elise wore to hide behind, but with each use, it drew her deeper into a new world. As Elise's new persona grew stronger, it completely took over her mind. It revealed a dark desire: a never-ending quest for the perfect orgasm.
Chapter Three
Killing to Pay a Debt
“Mmmm, I’ve got a nice wet pair of panties for you this time,” Elise purred down the line. She was talking to Les again. In fact, in the weeks since she had first spoken to him, he had called her a dozen times. “White and frilly and I’ve been wearing them for two days, rubbing myself through them all the time…”
“Oh, darling, you’re spoiling me,” Les's voice was thick with arousal down the line.
“I know,” Elise laughed with a seductive tone. “At the rate you keep buying them off me, I will need to buy panties in bulk soon."
“No problem,” he replied. “I’ll buy as many as you can send me.”
“Oh, I know you will, baby,” Elise shook her head, chuckling. Having played out another fantasy with Les. In this one, she sat on his face and filled him with her juices. She was getting more turned on by his fantasies. She didn’t mind that they talked twice a week now.
She had not been joking about needing new panties, though. She sold him about a dozen pairs. She sealed them in plastic bags, put them in big envelopes, and sent them to the address he provided. They arranged everything through email. “I’ll send them out to you today,” she promised him.
“I’ll talk to you again soon,” he assured. “Keep that pussy dripping for me, darling.”
“Oh, you do that just by speaking, Les,” she told him. They laughed together, and then:
“Have you thought any more about my offer, Scarlet?” She knew exactly what ‘offer’ he meant. The offer was to meet up and turn his fantasy into reality.
“I don’t meet my callers, Les,” she said. “I’m sorry, but I don’t.” She usually teased her callers into believing she would meet with them one day, but she did not want to do that with Les. Even though he was a dirty old sod, like most of them, he seemed a nice old bloke to string along.
“I will keep trying, you know,” he told her.
“I know that too,” she replied. “Bye now, take care.” The line went dead, and Scarlet logged off the chat line.
Fantasy Entwined
These glimpses will convince you to buy the book. A dark erotic thriller, but with one big difference: everything is based on my reality. This is your chance to buy into fantasy entwined around reality.
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This seemingly ordinary woman takes on the extraordinary mantle of a dominatrix. She stumbles into a complex web of dark desires, fetishes, and obsessions that entwine her like a venomous vine. As she navigates the treacherous underbelly of this shadowy world, a long-dormant passion begins to stir, simmering beneath the surface like a ticking time bomb. This transformation gives rise to a ruthless serial killer, a metamorphosis both jaw-dropping and spine-tingling. The question that will haunt readers is: how can an unsuspecting individual be seduced by the allure of darkness, surrendering to its intoxicating power?
Three Excerpts from Explicit Erotica
My Boss Used to Play with Me at Work
Turned out as I discovered, he was part Italian but there again his olive skin with his dark blue eyes, from his mama side he told me, and his thick black wavy hair. Best of all, because he worked in kitchens most of his life his hands were very soft and his fingers long explorative especially when it came to my pussy.
“I love your sexy pussy.” Antony whispered so close to my ear. His hot breath caressed my neck making me shudder, sending shivers through my body making me very responsive to his touch which set my nerve endings tingling. I tilted my head back and moaned unashamedly.
His fingers delved deep into me sliding them around my lips as though searching for that magic button. I jumped a little in response to his finger stroking my now swollen button, his words for my clit.
My legs just seem to magically spread too, wanting him in deeper in me. How he teased and pleased me. I think I must of cum six times in about half an hour. All I can say, it was a good job I was sprawled out over the sofa, my legs would have surely collapsed beneath me. When I tried to return the favour he was having none of it.
“No, no, my love. Your pussy, she needs the attention, she crave it. When she is completely drained I will drink her dry I will suck on her make her want me more.”
In a weird way, I found the way he addressed my pussy highly amusing but I was so turned on by it I could not help wanting to hear more. Maybe, it was an Italian thing but it sounded so respectful as though it was something to be adored and treasured. Well, I don’t know, that was how he made me feel. All I knew was I wanted his fingers in her. With that silly thought I let out a giggle.
Antony paused looking thoughtfully at me. “Sorry, babe was that too much? I get a bit carried away in the moment. The Italian side of me comes out really strong when I’m turned on. But I have to say you have got yourself one gorgeous big cunt down there. Big luscious lips that hang down. The fattest clit I have every had the pleasure to enjoy. And you don’t fucking shave. You are without doubt my perfect woman.”
“Blimey,” I replied. Is that what my pussy is like? I thought we women were all the same.”
Something Shocking Happened in My Art Class
I laid there in bed that night my mind began to wonder. I was not that sure about posing nude but it did give me such a thrill the thought of all those men looking at me. And not just looking but studying me. Studying every single detail, every inch of me really turned me on. I could imagine their eyes burning into me, making me hot and horny. Young lads maybe to dirty old men. Fuck, that was so kinky, surely they must get hard. It was certainly making me wet right now.
I let my hand wander down between my legs, fingers began to twirl my silky, soft pubes stroking my pubic mound. Fuck, I needed a cock so bad. I searched for my vibrator in my bedside drawer. A black mamba of a vibrator found its way into my eager hand. I had to take is slow because my clit was super sensitive to the vibrations and I could cum too quickly. So, instead of tickling my clit I teased my entrance hole. I loved the feel of the helmet easing its way in and my pussy muscles gripping the vibrating rubber shaft. I so wanted to rub my clitty and bring myself off, I was bucking on it already.
With great will power I shoved it deep into myself and started fucking it. I was pushing it in and out so fast and hard it was making a really loud squelchy sound. I had to stop. OMG I just had to stop. So, I pulled it out and started licking and sucking on it. I closed my eyes wanting it to be a real. I have to say, I do love the taste of my pussy juice even a rubber cock.
I put a hand back down on my pussy lips. Dear God, it was so slippery and wet it was soaking. That was it, I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to cum and cum hard on that big black mamba. I put the vibration on full and rubbed against my clitty then I remembered I had another toy. It didn’t vibrate but it did feel sorta soft like a real cock. I buried it into me and started working on my clit and within minutes I was squealing like a stuck pig. Moaning and groaning like the dirty old whore I am I came so hard and convulsed so violently I almost fell off the bed. I must have cum three or four times. Yes, I am well-known for multiple orgasms.
I guess, that was that then. Twenty minutes later I decided that was what I wanted to do, pose nude for some dirty knob tossing old bastards. Ooo…lovely. My kinda guys.
Tricked into a Naughty Threesome on Holiday
“You look as though you could do with a lie down.”
I didn't answer straight away I sat trying to get it clear in my head what I had heard. Yet, I found myself thinking at the same time, what the fuck! Cheeky bastard?!
As I turned to face that prying voice the sight that greeted slapped a big grin across my face. It was the same cheeky bastard that got me drunk last night. 'Don't say it.' I said wagging a threatening finger in his face.
'Who me? Darling, I wouldn't dare, I've seen you in action.'
His name was David, he was from Edinburgh. A few years older than me, I was twenty-nine at the time. Lovely looking man, with an endearing smile that made his blue eyes sparkle with so much mischief in them.
'So, what do you say, do you want to come for a lay down?'
Oh, my goodness he gave me such a naughty wink before nodding towards the lifts I just had to take hold of his outstretched hand and go with him.
As soon as we stepped into the lift he was on me in a flash his hands all over me. His kisses were so passionate and deep they took my breath away.
The power of him enveloped me, I felt quite giddy and giggly. And horny, so fucking horny. I had never wanted a man as badly as I did at that insane moment. I could have climbed him there and then. Before I knew where we were he had me up against a room door. I felt his ardour, big and pulsing against my belly, eagerly I pulled him closer into me.
Without warning and taking us both totally by surprise the room door flew open as we tumbled in.
At the sound of a woman’s voice my senses came crashing back to me and suddenly I was stone cold sober.
‘Well, hello I wondered where you had disappeared to?’
Shit, fuck shit, shock horror the words danced around in my head as I spied a naked woman on the bed. Another thought rushed through my brain, the poor bastard’s been caught!
What happened next would have driven to my knees if David weren’t behind me supporting me. The naked woman started to crawl towards the end of the bed.
I tried to turn and get to the door except David was guiding me towards the bed. He said, smiling his blue eyes caught mine as I looked up at him his grin full of mischievousness,
‘I thought you wanted to lay down?’