December 2019

Howdy. Thanks for stopping by.

Say, what happened to all the male dominant smut? What happened to the long form story? What happened to character and plot? Sure, they are still out there, but they are rare as Mormon bookies. Like the roller skates of my youth, I guess they are dying out in favor of the "extreme." The same way plotted porn movies have gone gonzo. Just get to the money shot and rub one out, Ese! Soon plotted erotica will have gone the way of the Dodo and the Greenleaf Classics two-dollar novel.

My stories are heavy on two things: A dominant alpha male who is both respected and revered within a family. And a microscopic focus on the tipping point where kids become sexually-aware young adults.

The way ASSTR seems to be headed, we will almost assuredly see it go down for the last time and never come back. Enjoy the ride while it lasts.

Also, I've got some .MOBI book-ified versions of some of my stories you can have for free and keep on your tablet. Making those takes a lot of hours and is kind of a pain in the ass. I have a really cheap stat tracker service. Doesn't collect much besides the last couple hundred city/countries where a reader (or their VPN service) originated. And total web hit counts of readers, of course. There's a metric for downloads and it looks like nobody has ever downloaded a .MOBI file in the five years I've had 'em. Could be because the stat service window for download tracking is so short I'm never looking at the right time before they disappear.

If you dig the tablet download files, or you want to see them for the stories that don't have them, please let me know. Otherwise I'll just assume nobody cares and I'll use the crafting hours to watch nature documentaries about turtles.

If You Are an Mdom Author

Being as ASSTR isn't functional enough to allow new users, if you write Mdom perhaps (big maybe) I can host your prose. Email me. Let's talk. The Kristen's Archives of the internet had to start somewhere.

Domming Daughter Dani started as a writing prompt.

I had just finished writing a terrible 120K word erotic vampire opus, and the erotica aspect of the novel was even more lame than the vampires. (And that, Dear Reader, is saying something.) I committed to cranking out a full-on sexy short story for ASSTR before I went back to rewrite my awful sex scenes. I needed to practice my craft a bit. Like I said, Dani was supposed to be a short story. I got a little carried away, but then again, I was seriously avoiding having to edit that shitty vampire novel.

I knew I was going to write an mdom story. I printed out the list of ASSTR story codes (way back when the Search page worked) and cut them into strips of paper that I folded and dropped into a coffee cup. I pulled out four slips. True (yikes), incest (meh), robot (what?), and gay.

I sighed. I considered gay. Really. I just didn't think I could write gay with any conviction. I couldn't do it justice.

So I tossed gay and robot. I pulled out two more. Pedo and extreme. Yowsa.

I tried to write pedo. It was weak cheese. I had a couple polite emails assuring me that it wasn't doing anything for the pervs. I pretended DDD was pedo, but it was more about grooming than pedo. I've stopped tagging the story code as pedo. It's not. There's a scene where an eight year old comes on to her dad, but past that, the kids have transitioned to their early teens before things get out-of-hand. In four years since I first published DDD, I've only had one [make that two] soul[s] write a nasty note, and they took the story literally and thought it was some kind of true confession. This happens every so often, as you might imagine from the first person true-ish nature of the story. I brought on myself and I own it.

Skip is a bad guy. The worst. Even more creepy, he's the unreliable narrator who knows how unreliable he is. I'm not going to lie. This was an experiment for me, and I had a Jack Torrence experience of going pretty deep in a dark character's head. Every couple of years I find myself trying to fix corrupt html source files, reading as I go, and I stop. I think, "Shit, that's pretty dark, dude. Did I really write that? Yikes."

The story is what it is. If the dark plot fills a couple hours you would have otherwise spent watching Thirty Rock reruns, you are welcome. If it makes your brain spit naughty chemistry into your arteries, then you are welcome. If not... Perhaps you'll like the next story better.

NOTE!I have been in a ten year battle with the corruptions in Dani's files. It's haunted. I can't tell you how many times I've deleted mystery control characters out of that HTML only to have weird ASCII symbols mysteriously reappear months later. I used to blame Rey del Sexo's ancient ASSTR servers. (I still maintain the corruptions started when I lost the original files and ftp-ed the version off ASSTR for editing.) Anyway. If you see errors in any of my stories -- and that includes, spelling, grammar, and continuity -- please let me know. I hate cancer in my prose. I can't tell you how many times I've scanned that html for errors and I'm STILL finding broken links. Tell me!

Here's the .MOBI version to download for your e-reader: DDD

Not my favorite story. Don't know why. Well, I do know why, but if I bag on my own story, why should you read it, right? Let's just say it's less-than-stellar and leave it at that. Whenever I think about just deleting it, someone will email me after having read it for the first time, and I'll think, "Well... Like mama said. There's a lid for every pot. Just leave it be."

I needed more ass-in-chair time writing female POV. Lemmeknow what you think. Unless you hate it. Novel length.

Here's the .MOBI version to download for your e-reader: PPD

Over a period of three years I wrote another epic, double-novel length porn story; 800 pages. Absolutely absurd. It might get de-pornified and submitted to agents, so I'm keeping that one in my pocket for a while.

Anyway, In the meantime I landed another one of those job assignments where I had more hours in the day than I had work to do. So my fingers cranked out The Brother's Kisselhoff over many late afternoon macchiatos.

I don't get as much fan mail as I would like (who does?) but I get most of my nice emails from ladies. It occurred to me that most ladies who read share a love of good YA love stories as a common denominator. Not every woman loves fantasy. Not every woman loves Sci-Fi. Not every woman loves Literary Fiction. But they all love a good YA story, young and old. The Brothers Kisselhoff is my love letter to all the nice women who emailed. It's ridiculous YA porn. But... it ain't terrible. I've written worse.

I hope you enjoy it enough to plow through all that pesky plot that gets in the way of the sex scenes. The sex is backloaded, to be sure.

Here's the .MOBI version to download for your e-reader: BrothersK

January 2019. I tried to write a short story. I thought I could knock out this short in a weekend. Once again, I got carried away.

I always wanted to try a decent cuck story. This story is a blatant rip-off of a story called Winning (Amanda) Through Intimidation by J. Bosworth.

Anyway, it's a little less "plotty" than the other stuff I wrote, so give it a try. Lemmeknow what you think.

The lastest. December 2019. No one is more surprised than me that there's an Mdom/cuck nexis that seems to work for both camps. The cuck thing in Spanking Scarlett started out as just a plot device to set up the Mdom. But I received a lot of kind feedback about Spanking Scarlett. There's an army of cucklit fans out there. You asked for more and it turns out that I had at least one more cuck story in me. Hope you like it. Lemmeknow.

The Party Favor was a lot of fun to write. It's based on a true story. I was set to attend an upscale traveling bachelor party; one of those mid-life affairs where all the men have too much money and too much ego. There was one younger dude tagging along, friend-of-a-friend. He could not afford the hotel or the airfare. The crew pitched in to buy his plane ticket. I tried to pay for his hotel room, but by the time I went to make the reservation, our hotel was booked solid. I had a double-queen suite, so I let him crash with me. We weren't going to be in the hotel long anyway, so no big.

Just classic. My boss had a heart attack two days before launch. Fuck! The plane ticket wasn't refundable. I couldn't cancel the hotel room without leaving our resident young stud out in the cold. He was counting on me.

My wife had a little crush on our young stud. She'd noticed him at a Football Sunday gathering at our house. She made a winking quip about volunteering to take my place on the trip. Within 24 hours, that's exactly what happened. My slut wife is smoking hot and good friends with all my friends, so there was no pushback from T-gel nation. Two of my buddies had already enjoyed my wife's talents, so they were hoping that she was there for more than eyecandy/armcandy at the clubs. I didn't say anything. They kept hint-asking what the rules with my wife were supposed to be on the trip. I was deliberately obtuse.

My slut wife looked like a $1000/hr GFE escort as she kissed me goodbye before getting in the cab to the airport. I knew what was on her mind. She'd been trying to hide her nervousness and excitement ever since I told her the men all approved her taking my place. (She bought new lingere after finding out she was bunking in the same room with Young Stud. Don't have to be Fellini to figure that out!) Before I let her sway her ass to the cab in those heels, I leaned over and whipsered in her ear, "No one will touch you unless I've told them it's okay. And you know if I've told them they have a greenlight, you don't ask questions and the word 'no' better not cross your pretty lips." My wife swallowed and nodded nervously. "Yes. I know. I'd never embarrass you."

I only have one friend who my wife doesn't really like: "Tony." Tony called me at three in the morning. "Dutch, Bro! Sorry to wake you up, but I think you want to check on your old lady. I walked by her and [young stud]'s door to round 'em up for dinner. I swear it sounded like they were fuckin', Bro! Sorry to tell you. Don't know for sure, but you better check it out!"

Well of COURSE they were fucking! That was the whole point of arranging for my hot slut wife to be staying unsupervised in a hotel room with a 28 year old personal trainer!

"It's fine, Tony. I trust her," I said. "If she's fucking [young stud] I'll deal with it when she gets home. If this supposedly happened before dinner, why are you calling me at 3 a.m.?"

"Because they're back in the room now, Dutch. I thought I heard something when I put my ear up to the door. There was a lot of moaning. I thought you needed to call her now."

It was all I could do to not burst out laughing. The mental image of horny Tony standing in a hotel hallway with his ear to the door of my slut wife and [young stud]'s room and his hand in his pants playing pocket pool was hysterical.

"Wow, Tony, man. You are a GOOD friend to tell me this." I was still trying not to laugh. "Please, man. Keep this on the downlow, willya?"

"You got it, Dutch! Discretion is my middle name!"

"Hey, you've got a double queen suite too, right?" He did. "I tell you what, Tony. At breakfast tomorrow, do me a favor. Walk over to my wife while she's eating her eggs. Lean down right in her ear. Real close so nobody can hear you. Get your mouth right up on her ear and whisper, 'Dutch says you're staying in my room now. Pack your things and move them to my room as soon as you're done eating.' Then hand her a keycard. Tony, I know I can trust you. I know you'll keep an eye on her."

"You got it, Dutch! You can trust me!"

At ten minutes after ten the next morning I got a text from my slut wife: "You're a fucking bastard." You couldn't get the smile off my face with a belt sander.

Tony not only fucked her, but he had a big mouth. My wife got pulled into a couple more rooms by two of my more alpha buddies with flexible morality regarding their own marriages. No permission asked. None needed. That's why she was there. My slut wife ended up fucking and sucking four guys on the trip. Made for glorious bed talk for years afterward in what has come to be called "The Party Favor Stories." My two buddies who yanked her out of the hotel hallway onto their beds checked in with me afterwards. Tony and [young stud] still think they are keeping a secret.

So... Enjoy the read. It was fun to write. The missus has spent a lot of time on her knees the last three weeks after I close the laptop for the evening. This story is my holiday present to you for 2019 and beyond. May your days be merry and bright, and may all your slut wives be untrustworthy in the night.

Stuff Other Perverts Wrote

This is a list that will grow with time. My memory isn't what it used to be.

There's a dusty unfinished mdom story from Washington Irving (who was, himself, aping the master of dialogue-only narrative, V.P. Viddler) called Keeping the Womenfolk in Line. I learned so much about erotic writing technique and letting dialogue drive the action from this silly old story. It's a gem.

I'll always have a soft spot in my heart and a hard spot in my pants for Vulgus' A New Life for Sara.

Thanks to Reader R who helped me finally track down a story called The Arrangement. I stole so much of Skip's voice in Domming Daughter Dani from this story, I almost feel I owe writer Stepdaddy (Hosted at Chris Hailey's index) a story credit.

Speaking of Mr. Hailey, his Wildflowers series was just a delight. It runs the length of a healthy novella/short novel, and he imbues a simple premise with a lot of heart and some really impressive smut. Not exactly mdom, but as a historical, there's an implied mdom undercurrent. And HOLY SHIT, that guy is a MACHINE. He's a one-man Greenleaf imprint of the new millenium. If publishing a story equates to pushing out a baby, then I'm an ugly elephant and Chris is Michelle Duggar. Props!

A lot of people who write me tell me they're also fans of Renpet, so consider that a recommendation for cross-over appeal. I don't think our kink Venn diagrams don't overlap much, but there's no denying he's a good writer. I appreciate the compliment.

And, of course it's not strictly male dom, but Fabula Salaxacis is writing on a whole other level. Rat Bastard is the best thing on ASSTR.

Lori - A Neigbor's Delight by Kacey1999 is an Mdom classic.

I'm still trying to track down a mdom/cuck story that I think is called "The Wager." Military buddy makes a bet with his beta friend. Cuts a deck of cards. Screws the wife while beta guy watches through the window. ASSTR search has failed me. (Shocker.) If you know more about who wrote this story or if you have a link, please email me.

A special thanks to everybody who wrote a nice email to me over the past couple of years since Dani posted. I've been reading smut on ASSM since it was an actual newsgroup. Twenty plus years. I've never emailed an author, even though I've loved some of their work. Y'all who took five minutes (some of you five hours) to write a nice email (or ten), thank you so much. It means the world. Really.