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Between shows there’s a lot of free time, so boredom causes us to play pranks on one another.
We are on the road for the next six days, joining us is our new singer Steve. It’s very easy getting to know a person quite well in a very short period when spending so much time together. After only a single day we all discover that Steve, seems to be what we would call, “a bit of winer”, complain is all that he does. However, we have ways of dealing with such people!
The second day of the trip turns out to be where all the fun starts, no sooner after waking the next morning after what was a very busy show the night before, Steve awakes to tell us all, he’s got a sore throat, “Ahhhh”, we all say! We are all very keen on health foods and natural medicines and keen to introduce Steve to a whole new way of life, so, a few of us pop to the local health shop to get a hold of something to ease the discomfort before heading to the next show. Asking the lady in the shop for throat sweets she direct us to them, picking up a packet we all notice on another shelf a few other items so we buy them too.
Once back at the van we hand Steve a some of the medicine that was just purchased telling him to suck it until it dissolves. We’ll keep the rest safe in the locker box we tell him. The next day we ask Steve if he’s feeling better? “Not really”, he moans again. He says, my throat is the same and now I have a bad stomach. We hand him more of the natural medicine to help him along. The next day he’s still complaining of being unwell, bad throat and now also diarrhea! The rest of the lads decide to keep well away from him. Over the next day his condition deteriorates and so does our fondness towards him. You see, there is only so much complaining you can take from a person in such close proximity all the time, either they fit in, or they don’t, it’s as simple as that.
The illness and diarrhea continued gradually getting worse, looking quite pale and run down by the end of the tour we were all very happy to get home, especially Steve. Once back his condition cleared up almost over night, and he was keen to tell us all he was once again feeling great. We told him that the medicine must have finally done it’s work.
To let you all into a little secret that you might have guessed… the medicine we were feeding him for that sore throat, was infact a mild natural laxative! Don’t worry we didn’t overdose him, we fed him just enough to keep him on his toes. After all he’s not the first one we have done this to, we have had plenty of practise with whiners.
Well, folks, I’m just about to sit down and write a brand new CFNM tale. It’s been a few months. After CFNM SUGAR DADDY, I decided I needed a break, so I penned a few – hopefully hot – spanking stories. But now I’m all refreshed and I can’t wait to start.
Which makes it an ideal opportunity to take a step back and consider just what makes a good piece of CFNM erotica.
Let’s look at the heroine first of all. Young? Mature? Statuesque? Slender? I must admit, my instinct is for a heroine on the youthful and elfin side. Partly, this is because I enjoy creating characters of that sort. But it’s also because, the more fresh and delicate the heroine is, the more it throws into relief the power she has over her male victims. That said, I can also see the appeal of a mature female lead – I’d love to know what you think.
And what about her personality? Is she a novice, or experienced? On a voyage of discovery, or does she know exactly what she wants from her male prey? Is she basically an ordinary girl, or is she perhaps a budding sadist? This is something that can be quite tricky. On the one hand, you want the heroine to be demanding, pushing her male submissives to extremes of suffering and humiliation. On the other hand, from the reader’s point of view, it’s important for her to be an attractive and approachable figure.
Now for the guy. Here, there are two main options. A hunk – young, muscles, big swinging dick under a rippling six-pack. Or you can go the other route – an older guy or nerdy-type, with an average or poor body, perhaps much less well endowed. I must confess, I have a great fondness for the second option. There’s something so exhilarating about an older average guy baring all for a young hot girl with a perfect body. That said, a young, studly guy can bring much-needed romance and glamour. Luckily, there’s no reason why a story shouldn’t have both.
Lastly, there is the dramatic set-up, the reason the guy gets naked. Well, it’s not brain-surgery – the guy should be forced into stripping against his will, ideally in a situation that leads to public exposure and humiliation. Right? Well, yes, except that, from my point of view as a writer, the sexiest thing is consent – the guy has to learn to love his humiliation and embrace it.
These, at any rate, are my thoughts as they stand right now, as I’m poised to open up a new file and write those exciting but challenging words, “Chapter One.” Do you agree? Please let me know what you think, folks. And will the story I’m about to write fit the bill as I’ve just described it? Probably not!