"When you are pulling against the restraints… when your back is arched and your hips are writhing… when your mouth is open in a silent scream of tortured rapture… you will know that my work has begun."
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Tantalise your imagination to the fullest this holiday season with the erotic fantasy novel, The Marks of Eros.
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Whether fending off Succubi, solving the riddles of an Enchantress before being overcome by orgasm, or escaping the nightmares of a tease and denial-fuelled Dream Weaver, there is much to explore…
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An excerpt taken from The Marks of Eros, out November 21st. A peek into the lands of Eros, fraught with the dangers of being teased, tormented and tortured in the most erotic ways by all manner of devious entities.
The melodious chirping of birds spilt from the canopy of the woods. The Southern Edoria Woods hummed with the gentle rustle of leaves and branches; twigs cracked beneath the movement of squirrels and other small creatures. Yet, in an instant, all sound seemed to become muted as Emma stumbled upon a sight that made her gasp. It was as if the woods held its breath as she looked at the figures standing in a clearing before her.
A succession of humanoid figures stood motionless, at least ten of them, all facing Emma’s direction. Their bare bodies and faces were featureless, resembling a near-reflective surface that made them appear to be entirely made of glass. They looked surreal. It was as if they had stepped from another world into this place.
A horde of Ruiners.
Continue reading The Marks of Eros: RuinersAvailable November 21st
Coming soon in Hardback, Paperback, and Kindle eBook formats through Amazon.
A world where pain has vanished, pleasure has become both weapon and curse. In the land of Eros, desire fuels every spell, every battle, and every punishment. Zero, the highest-ranked Expeditioner, journeys through this realm of sensual chaos, where ecstasy can control or destroy. Alongside his apprentice, he hunts forgotten relics and confronts the erotic horrors that twist pleasure into torment.
Book I is very close to release, with just a few formatting tweaks before it is in a condition to be released both digitally and for print. In the meantime, here is a little teasing excerpt from a chapter that introduces an Enchantress…
Lips pressed to that soft, ripe, velvet globe, teeth piercing its fuzzy coat to sink into the silky wet cushion within. The tangy, sweet nectar trickled down her chin as its delicate taste danced along her tongue. Nothing about the peach’s gentle squelch and floral essence, as she savoured it, announced to Samantha that this was the beginning of her torment.
As she nibbled and sucked the ripe fruit, she had no idea the Enchantress was nearby, watching and waiting as she had done daily, knowing this woman would pick from this same tree.
* * *
Samantha woke with a start, unsure where she was, hoping to find herself back in her bedroom in the village. She sensed someone at her side, yet she couldn’t move a muscle when she tried to turn towards them.
Continue reading The Marks of Eros: Enchantress excerptI have finished writing the first book of ‘The Marks of Eros’, a fantasy erotic piece for those perhaps who most enjoy the erotic horror and supernatural/fantasy aspect of my work. Now begins the editing process, which will take some time, before its official release. In the meantime, to celebrate, here is the first chapter in its (relatively short) entirety.
Continue reading The Marks of Eros (Introduction)It was slower than she had expected, the fingertips merely teasing her instead of exploring her as quickly as she would have guessed, though at least the spell had worked.
Vicki had been masturbating as she looked at one of her most recent photos, lying on her back on the bed in the same manner, admiring how the light silhouetted her frame from the side as she arched seductively. Nearing her orgasm, she decided to try out the incantation she’d been taught. Vicki’s friend hadn’t expected any of the spells she had shown her to stick, not having studied them fully like she had. Yet, this one had been on Vicki’s mind for some time; she’d practised and practised in her mind and knew that even though she wasn’t a trained sorceress, it had to work. As she neared her moment, the thought of feeling many hands holding her down and fingerfucking her throughout her orgasm was so enticing.
Uttering the incantation and placing her hands flat on the bed, she waited to feel hands press between her thighs and bring her to orgasm. The fantasy of being able to feel the thoughts of everyone who had looked at her photo had overwhelmed her with lust.
Instead of instantly feeling fingers or even a phallus penetrating her, she endured several minutes of fingertips lightly touching all over her body. It was beyond frustrating, especially with how close she had gotten herself to coming, though she endured it, wanting to experience the full feast of the spell.
Continue reading A Model’s DesireThe following is an excerpt from the fantasy novel I’m working on called ‘Marks of Eros’.
It is nearing completion (after which I’ll begin the editing process) and hadn’t planned on posting any of it, however as thanks for someone’s recent Ko-fi tip I thought it’d be nice to post a portion of this chapter. There is of course context missing in some elements, but this chapter gives a feeling for the world of ‘Marks of Eros’.
This chapter focuses on male denial in front of an audience.
Under the sun’s spotlight on a balmy evening, the audience cheered after every groan of desperate need.
The prisoner, Lance, was securely strapped to an inversion table draped in red silk, which stood upright. The silk bindings were meticulously tied around his ankles, thighs, waist, wrists – pinned at his sides – and upper body, ensuring he could not move at all.
Multiple near-naked dancers were weaving in and out of one another in a synchronised display of eroticism around him. Some of the men were fully naked, their erect lengths receiving glancing touches from the passing female dancers, who were all clad in beautiful, intricately crafted red lingerie. The dancers’ lithe, oil-coated bodies rippled in the light, shining as they glided around the stage. Fire and light burst from around the platform to further hypnotise the audience.
Drummers around the stage kept a pulsing beat that throbbed throughout the amphitheatre, almost keeping in beat with the throbbing focal point at the centre of the stage. Lance’s erect length was constantly having Succubus oil drizzled over it by the passing dancers, ensuring it twitched with yearning.
Continue reading Marks of Eros
Exclusively on Tantalizm is a story submission featuring teasing and orgasm denial.
Enjoy…. and let your fingertips take over from where your imagination leads you…
Content created by: Jade Harbor.
Continue readingAudio excerpt ‘An Erotic Encounter’ from the erotic novel ‘Drawn by Desire’ on Smashwords
Audio by PleasureTorture and CreativeIntentAudio. A chance meeting leads to a night of passion as she is introduced to pleasures she had never experienced before. An audio story involving teasing, edging and multiple orgasms.
Below is the entire chapter taken from the novel.
When the afterglow of orgasm faded, Lucy was surprised to see the time. The evening had sped by. Her friends would be picking her up in the taxi to the club in a little while.
After her second hurried shower of the day, she put on her black lace lingerie; their tightness for a second made her think back to the wand vibrator, how she could easily use it against her underwear once before leaving. She abandoned the thought, however, and searched for a tight-fitting dress. While she wanted to wear a perfectly fitting white, two-piece dress, she was not fond of her underwear showing through. It also occurred to her that it had only been a few months since her ex had bought it for her. It still felt strange wearing something from someone she had grown to dislike immensely. Deciding instead on a form-fitting red halter dress, she closed the sliding door of the wardrobe and admired herself in the mirror. The dress accentuated her slim figure. Even though she often wished she had a larger chest, the piece lifted them more prominently while hugging the curve of her ass nicely. Rather sharply, 9 p.m. had arrived.
Continue reading Drawn by Desire – Night Out