BDSM and Femdom Erotica Writer Jim Lyon
Jim Lyon began writing erotica in the mid 1990s and served as story editor for the now-defunct Ownme.com before his first femdom-themed erotic novellas, Uncharted Territory and The Accidental Domme, were published as e-books by Sizzler Editions. Jim is originally from the San Francisco Bay Area. He left high school in his senior year to live the bohemian life in New York City's Greenwich Village and Lower East Side. Not being a big fan of cold weather and crowded tenements, Jim returned to the West Coast within six months and lived in Berkeley during the tumultuous mid to late 1960s and early 1970s. While there, his claims to fame include being folksinger Malvina Reynolds' neighbor/tenant and part owner of the Northside Theater, a repertory cinema of considerable renown. After leaving Berkeley, Jim put himself through college and earned a B.A. in Journalism from USC. His eclectic career since then has encompassed editing, writing, business management, social work, teaching, and web publishing, with stops in northern and southern California, Hawaii, Florida and Oregon.
In different cities and states, Samantha and Matt each encounter life-changing events that lead them toward the world of femdom. Uncharted Territory is a story of kismet that chronicles their efforts to find a place and a compatible partner in a realm foreign to them. Told in a lean low-key style, absent of grandiose plot elements and breathless prose, Uncharted Territory portrays the fateful journey of these star-crossed lovers with urbane honesty and humor. Integrated throughout this unique glimpse into BDSM are numerous erotic sex and TPE scenarios that are by no means gratuitous, ranging from a highly unusual first time friends-with-benefits coupling to sessions of hardcore corporal punishment. This book will appeal to BDSM aficionados who enjoy femdom stories with realistic characters and romantic outcomes.
Excerpt from Uncharted Territory
Lisa directed Matt to lie face down on the bed after she retrieved a blindfold from her nightstand and tied it in place over his eyes. While he waited in darkness, he heard her moving about and tried to deduce what she was doing. The first thing she did was light a massage candle with a sensual fragrance and let it burn long enough to produce a pool of warm scented oil. During the melting process she slipped her harness on and fastened a modest-sized attachment to it. As she climbed onto the bed she activated her iPod and soon the improvisational piano music from Keith Jarrett's Koln Concert filled the room.
Matt shivered with anticipation when she poured some of the melted shea butter in the small of his back and began spreading it in all directions with the tips of her fingers. She lingered on his upper body, working in the oil with firm, tender strokes. But by no means did she ignore his lower extremities. Matt would have been hard pressed to walk without assistance after she finished massaging first his legs and then his feet. Eventually she arrived at her ultimate destination. Savoring the moment, she hesitated briefly before pouring warm oil onto his butt and slathering it generously between his cheeks. In no particular hurry, she lay down on top of Matt and began slithering from side to side.
Matt's skin tingled as Lisa slid her breasts along the oily contour of his back. As she pleasured him with skin-to-skin sensations, she also began teasing his anus with her dildo. At first she rested its length between his ass cheeks and slowly slid it up and down. Progressively she positioned herself lower on his body until the up and down movements resulted in the tip of the dildo nudging Matt's opening on the upstroke.
"Your life is about to change forever," she whispered as she gently eased her well-lubricated phallus past his sphincter.
Her prediction would prove to be prescient. As she continued to penetrate Matt he was startled by the pleasurable sensations it caused, unlike any he had ever experienced. When she thrust deeply he felt a satisfying fullness and a warmth reminiscent of the glow he sometimes felt just prior to ejaculating.
Lisa took him slowly at first, but gradually increased her pace. And as she did so the dildo began stimulating his prostate, effectively milking him and causing semen to ooze from his still-limp penis. The longer and harder she penetrated Matt the more he succumbed to the submissive sexuality of a bottom. By the time she was finished, he was well acquainted with his true sexual nature.
The Accidental Domme follows the events that propel a lesbian personal trainer into the BDSM universe and a romance with a kinky and submissive pop star. In a weak moment in-between lovers, Wendy allows her longtime friend Dave to cajole her into helping him indulge his chastity fetish by becoming his key holder. Neither of them could have predicted that such a seemingly innocous action would lead to Wendy discovering her propensity for BDSM and a career as a no-nonsense personal trainer for submissive women and pony boys/girls. This tale also features Dave's sojourn into femdom and his relationship with Denise, the kinky owner of a piercing parlor and a tricked-out Harley.
Excerpt from The Accidental Domme
The email from Suzanne came as a surprise. Wendy didn't expect that Katherine would really refer clients to her for "specialized" personal training services. She had chuckled as she imagined her alter ego networking at BDSM gatherings chatting up potential clients and handing out business cards, all dressed-up in a power suit with discreet yet distinct fetish touches.
The message was simple and to the point: "I would like you to assist me in acclimating my novice sub to her new role. I wouldn't presume to micromanage how you accomplish this within the realm of genuine training. In general, I want you to concentrate on the following: weight loss; toning; stamina; discipline; associating pleasure with pain; and rendering her anal cavity more accessible and accepting of penetration by large objects."
It had been kind of fun dreaming up ways to attain those goals in a manner that would reinforce the submissive mindset. Wendy visited her favorite adult toy store for additional inspiration and had a long discussion with the store manager. As she was carrying her purchases home she idly mused on how best to itemize these business expenses for the IRS, settling on the bland euphemisms of "hand tools" and "training equipment."
The young black woman appeared a little ill at ease as she sat in a chair across from Wendy explaining why she was there. With the exception of being black, she seemed about like Wendy imagined she might from the list of things to concentrate on provided by Suzanne - unfocused, out of shape, overweight, passive. But Nadine was also pretty and smart, and she was very motivated to please her new mistress.
"Suzanne gave me a list of the things that she'd particularly like me to work on, so I'm ready to get started if you are," Wendy told her.
Nadine smiled nervously and nodded.
"Okay then, let's begin by having you take off all your clothes so I can see what I've got to work with." After a brief hesitation Nadine stood and timidly, awkwardly started removing her clothes. Wendy enjoyed watching her embarrassment at undressing on command in front of a stranger. She also admired Nadine's ebony body as it was gradually revealed to her striptease style.
When the young woman was completely naked, Wendy walked around her slowly, inspecting her body perhaps more closely and leisurely than absolutely necessary. She noted that her thighs were a little flabby and that she had a generous amount of baby fat distributed here and there. Eyeing her like a sculptor might a good cut of stone, Wendy saw the potential that her body had.
Wendy spent several minutes taking Nadine's vital signs, recording her height and weight, and measuring various parts of her body. When she had all the data she needed she implored Nadine to: "Please kneel with your head down and your ass in the air."
With a questioning look on her face Nadine did as she was asked. Wendy went to her desk and retrieved a medium-size butt plug and a tube of Astroglide then returned to Nadine's side and stood over her.
"Your mistress wants you opened up back here, " she said touching Nadine's rear entrance with the tip of her finger.
There was just the slightest flinch at her touch, but Nadine remained silent. "Just relax. Before you know it you'll become quite accustomed to having a constant companion there."
Wendy slathered Nadine's rear passage with the lubricant and slowly inserted the plug into its new home, pushing it in an inch or so at a time, pausing, then continuing on in this fashion until it was completely seated, enjoying the task thoroughly. When she was done she directed Nadine to stand and follow her to the adjoining room and climb onto a state-of-the-art treadmill.
"You're going for a walk in just a minute, but first I need to get you ready."
Wendy fitted a belt on Nadine, with a strap running between her legs front to back such that a battery-operated vibrator was positioned flush against her clitoris. She instructed her to grab the handles and keep up with the machine then in quick succession activated the vibrator and the treadmill.
Nadine somehow managed to adjust to walking at a brisk pace with a butt plug inside her while her clitoris was being stimulated mercilessly. The competing sensations induced sublimely submissive fantasies and a burning wetness between her thighs. Before Nadine had an opportunity to luxuriate in her forced arousal Wendy began slapping her ass with a Scottish tawse.
The initial blows were gentle but soon there was a sting to them. The severity of the lashes became progressively harsher until they bordered on being vicious. Between the plug's movement inside her with each step, the incessant vibrating on her clitoris, and the rhythmic stinging on her ass, Nadine's nervous system was on overload. Gamely she kept on walking, nearly falling a couple times as disturbingly nasty orgasms rocked her to the core, until four miles later Wendy shut the treadmill and vibrator off and led her to a bench where she was allowed to recuperate briefly before continuing with the workout.
Nadine closed her eyes and mentally replayed the scenario she had just experienced, her body pulsating with the carryover pain and pleasure. When her thoughts started to settle she conjured an image of her mistress - so strong, beautiful, loving and demanding. She resolved again to endure whatever was required to please her mistress and serve her desires.
Men and women whose yearnings can only be satisfied by a dominant woman fill the pages of this new collection of femdom fiction. Jim Lyon is on his way to becoming a major writer of erotica, and this compilation of very hot shorts shows why. Among the stories showcased are: A NIGHT OF FIRSTS
IN THE LIMELIGHT
THE RECREATION EXECUTIVE'S ASSISTANT
OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE BEHAVIOR
BAIT AND SWITCH
A NICHE BUSINESS
A GIFT FOR VERONICA
PHONE SEX GONE WRONG
A NIGHT AT CLUB NOIR
Lady Lucretia at BDSM Book Reviews says that Lyon's books "will appeal to BDSM aficionados who enjoy femdom stories with realistic characters and romantic outcomes."
Excerpt from Ten Shades of Submission
Jamie told her to close her eyes, spread her legs apart slightly, and raise her arms away from her body. She complied docilely. Then he produced a curved metal wand and began following the contour of her body with it. Lisa felt a prickly sensation on her skin and heard the crackle of electricity as he proceeded. After he had traced the wand over her entire body, Erin handed him a reflection shield that he held up in front of Lisa. "You may open your eyes now," he informed her.
She blinked in surprise as she saw the image of her completely hairless body. "This visually reinforces the totality of your submission. Whenever you look at your reflection you will be reminded of your proper role."
Lisa was transfixed by her reflection. A warm glow started in her genitals and spread slowly throughout her body as the significance of this transformation registered in her mind. Erin took the reflector from Jamie and handed him four metallic bands. He placed one band around each of Lisa's wrists and ankles. After the last one was closed tightly her arms were pulled straight out from her sides by an invisible force.
She was unable to move any of her limbs, the same force held her legs firmly in place. With a piercing laser Jamie made small holes in her clitoris and each of her labium and nipples. Then he connected her labium with a slender steel lock, effectively barring entry to her vagina. The ember that had been smoldering between Lisa's legs flared into a white-hot flame the instant that the lock snapped shut.
The intensity of the fire increased as an identical lock was secured to each of the other newly created openings. Once again Jamie afforded her an opportunity to view herself. Lisa was pleased with what she saw. The four glistening locks were a complement to her absolute nudity.
"These locks are a symbolic as well as practical reminder of your status. You are to concern yourself with providing pleasure for the dominants that you serve. The lower lock will help you remember at all times what is demanded of you. The sight and feel of these adornments will continuously impress upon you the completeness of your release of control.
"There is one other thing you need to know before we proceed to the next step," he said, and then paused for effect. "The locks are permanent, there are no keys."
The impact of Jamie's last words caused a sudden weakness in Lisa's knees. The finality of the statement took her by surprise. When she regained her composure, she said very quietly, "Thank you."
"You are going to become intimately acquainted with the whip," Jamie announced matter-of-factly. "Truly nothing pleases me more than a succulent submissive writhing under the caress of a discipline whip. The constant presence of whip marks on your body will be additional testimony of your servitude. Tonight is the beginning of an extended training period. You will be initiated momentarily with an extremely severe whipping that will leave you marked for many days.
"From tomorrow onward you will be whipped daily, perhaps as many as five times per day. The drink that you had is a strong hypnotic. I am now going to give you a post-hypnotic suggestion that will help you enjoy this. Listen carefully.
"You will derive immense pleasure from the pain caused by the whip. As the session is nearing an end the blows will be counted backward to zero. At the final stroke you will be allowed to have an intense mental orgasm. Each whipping will basically follow that sequence. By the time your training is complete you will have developed a taste for pleasing dominants in this fashion."
He held a remote controlled whip up to Lisa's lips and she kissed it. Her skin tingled with anticipation. Jamie placed a blindfold over her eyes and said, "Enjoy your journey."
He left the whip suspended in front of her and walked off the platform and sat in a hoverchair. Jamie engaged the power unit and the rite de passage began. The whip tore into Lisa's soft flesh. The pain was searing, it was as if a hot poker was being pressed against her skin each time it made contact.
She reveled in the pain, welcomed it, and invited the whip to even the most intimate places. Methodically it traversed her entire body, sparing only her head and extremities. Sometimes it teased and caressed her flesh, while others it flayed her cruelly leaving delicate lines of blood in its wake. The session progressed like an intricate musical piece, building slowly, wandering off on subtle tangents, and finishing with a tremendous crescendo that enveloped Lisa in ecstasy.
When it was over Lisa was left on display for quite a long time. Although she could not see, she knew that her body was covered with welts and cuts-her flesh burned pleasurably. She was filled with a profound sense of fulfillment that she had never experienced before. There was no turning back and no regrets.
Lisa's arms were suddenly pulled behind her back and secured, her legs released. Erin led her to where Jamie sat and told her to kneel in front of him. As she complied, Lisa simultaneously felt Jamie's cock being shoved into her mouth and Erin entering her from behind. They had become extremely aroused watching her introduction to the whip. Both pounded into her feverishly. Lisa found being skewered in this manner to be exquisitely decadent.
Lisa applied subtle pressure with her throat on Jamie's cock and thrust her ass up to allow Erin to penetrate deeper. She was surprised at their endurance it was a long time before they were done. Her throat and anus ached pleasantly as she was led to her room where she was spread-eagled securely to the bed. Exhausted, Lisa drifted off quickly and enjoyed a night filled with decidedly perverse dreams.