While this other list has the top 20 erotica stories of all time (as of the 20th anniversary), what follows here are my personal favorite erotica stories that I’ve written and published here in the past 20 years. In order from most recently published to oldest.
You’ll Take Whatever I Can Dish Out
September 9, 2025 · Content: impact play, flogging, fists, sadism, suffering, catharsis, biting, crying, safewords
They wanted to suffer. That’s what they asked for — to scream and cry and resist and beg for it to stop, and to have me keep going anyway. They gave the safeword “mercy”: if they beg for mercy, that’s when they really can’t take anymore. Everything else is fair game. A brutally honest account of what it means to give a sadist everything they have and take everything that comes back.
You’ll Get What’s Coming
October 21, 2024 · Content: fiction, brat, D/s, bondage, cuffs, knife play, strap-on, rough sex, size queen, dirty talk
She’s in cuffs with a blindfold on and her shirt in two pieces on the floor, snapping “fuck you” and “you monster” while pressing her ass back into the ten inches packed in her honor. “What makes you think I want it easy?” she asks, grinning. A brat who means every word of the attitude and every arch of her back — and gets exactly what’s coming.
Show Me How Bad You Want Me
October 2, 2024 · Content: boot worship, boot play, sir/girl, dirty talk, begging, teasing, cane marks, strap-on, wetness
She’s straddling my knee-high Wescos, her wet cunt pressed against the steel toe, striped thighs from the cane already used on her. I nudge her with my boot. Show me, I say. Show me how wet you are. Boot worship, begging, and the particular pleasure of making someone prove their desire before giving them a single thing.
Don’t Swallow
September 22, 2024 · Content: butch/femme, blow job, spit play, cum play, praise kink, good girl, strap-on, control, penetration
Red comes over after work, already a little frantic, and the moment she sits down I put my hands in her hair and kiss her until her shoulders drop half an inch. Then I unbutton my jeans. I have a rule: always carry a condom if I’m hard packing. I run the head of my cock against her lips and tell her to open. Then: don’t swallow.
The Bradley Shower Pole
October 4, 2023 · Content: fiction, bathhouse, glory hole, trans man, blow job, anonymous sex, gender, dysphoria, faggotry, cruising
Jaime is on his knees in the dark at Steamworks, his third time here, learning what he likes: short and thick so he can swallow them deep, the tickle of fur at his nose, his front hole gushing onto the floor, wondering if he pressed his ass against the hole whether the other man would choose that instead. A story about a trans man learning to inhabit a men’s space and feel like he belongs.
Titrate My Urges: Chapter 1 (Untitled, Unpublished Novel Excerpt)
October 31, 2021 · Content: fiction, D/s, spanking, brat, Daddy/girl, novel excerpt, dirty talk, dungeon, desire
Her bottom is blushing pink under my palms, she’s up on her tiptoes bent over the leather horse in my dungeon, and I’m getting tired of having to titrate my urges. She pushes back into my hands, looking over her shoulder with those deep brown sparkly gold eyes. “That’s ‘Sir’ to you, young lady,” I growl, and smack her again. Chapter one of the now published Leather & Lust novel — where the whole story of Harrison, Sidra, & Tally begins.
Milk, Part One
August 31, 2021 · Content: fiction, mama/boy, breast milk, nursing, ANR, age play, intimacy, patreon-protected
An experienced nurser posts an ad: milkmaid or mama, depending. Must be able to meet at least once a week for six weeks. It’s creamier than expected, and tangier. A story about a particular kind of hunger and the particular kind of care that meets it. Available to Patreon members.
Whatever I Want, Whatever I Say
January 30, 2019 · Content: fiction, D/s, objectification, loan/sharing, fishnets, ownership, rough sex, dirty talk, negotiation
She’s borrowed for the night — negotiated in advance, everything laid out. She handed over her panties at the door before she was through the threshold. Now she’s against the wall, my hand over her mouth, and I take my time anyway, slowly, deliberately, like there’s all the time in the world.
I Want To Be Brutal.
December 26, 2018 · Content: fiction, D/s, impact play, forced orgasm, sadism, ownership, D/s contract, intimacy, confession
I want to be brutal, but I want to be nice. The confession that opens the story is also its engine: I tell you to strip and kneel, I go back to my book, I make you wait. Then I show you both things at once — the beast and the tenderness in the same hands, without resolving the contradiction.
Daddy in the Morning
November 14, 2017 · Content: Daddy/girl, fiction, morning, tenderness, erotica, patreon-protected
Daddy/girl in the soft light just after waking — that particular sweetness before the day starts, before either of us has to be anything other than exactly this. Available to Patreon members.
Satiated (Mistress Elise Winter & morgan #3)
April 28, 2015 · Content: fiction, Mama/boy, breast play, nursing, morning, ownership, tenderness, D/s, caretaking
Elise wakes slowly, body still stiff from last night, and the boy is curled against her, his mouth already doing that suckling thing near her breast. “Mama,” he murmurs, half asleep, and she shifts so he can reach her nipple. She has standing permission to take him whenever she wants him — that’s what gets him off most. But right now she just wants to hold him in the morning light. Tender and deeply kinky in equal measure.
Cruising in the Woods (Kai & DJ #1)
March 15, 2015 · Content: fiction, cruising, outdoor sex, queer men’s space, blow job, strap-on, anonymous sex, leather camp, faggotry, butch/femme
Pitch black, almost midnight, somewhere in the secluded part of Ramblewood at a leather camp. Kai is supposed to be finding DJ, but isn’t in a hurry to get out of this sea of hard dicks. Someone growls “c’mere, then” from up against a tree. Kai drops to their knees. First installment of the Kai & DJ series — queer space, cruising culture, and the pleasure of not quite knowing who’s on the other side of the dark.
Five Blow Jobs
September 9, 2013 · Content: blow job, D/s, orgasm control, boot worship, service, aftercare, permission, strap-on, boy/sir
Five scenes, five blow jobs, each one different: fingers in the mouth while my fingers are inside you, coming without permission and losing the privilege mid-stroke, long slow aftercare in the chair, a morning where I want you before you’ve even woken up, a desperate late-night hunger. A study in all the different things a blow job can be — service, punishment, reward, tenderness, possession.
The Pink Dress
January 1, 2012 · Content: fiction, butch/femme, femme identity, spanking, strap-on, D/s, gender, submission, Sugarbutch Star
Emily comes out of the dressing room slowly, suddenly shy, though she’s been naked in dozens of compromised positions. The baby-pink satin dress with the plunging neckline. “But I’m not femme,” she argues. “Of course you are,” I say. A story about permission — to want something feminine, to want something kinky, to want both at once — that begins in a thrift store and ends thoroughly.
The Boy at Summer Camp
September 21, 2011 · Content: Daddy/boy, trans boy, blow job, leather camp, Dark Odyssey, rife, negotiation, butch on butch
It started with an email with the subject line “butch at your service,” and an offer for a blow job. At Summer Camp, rife made a point to say hello, and the energy was surprising — his tender sweetness, the way he owned his desires but kept his chin down, submissive. I watched him bruise and take it. I’m not usually attracted to boys, but I was attracted to this boy. A real-life first encounter that became something much larger.
Good Girl, Bad Girl (Part One)
January 27, 2011 · Content: fiction, Daddy/girl, D/s, dirty talk, desire, lap sitting, protocol, power play, feminist guilt
Sometimes I am a Bad Daddy. I hate it and I want it and I crave it and I hate that I want and crave it. She asks if she can sit on my lap, and I let her, and I put one hand on the back of her head, and something growls in my belly, and I have to decide — again — what kind of Daddy I’m going to be tonight.
Desperation & Dominance
March 5, 2010 · Content: Daddy/girl, D/s, oral sex, strap-on, dominance, tenderness, Kristen
“Want to know what I was thinking about when I got off yesterday?” she asks. We’re lying in bed, still sweaty, hearts calming. She tells me she was thinking about tears streaming down her cheeks and me not stopping. “Let’s play later,” I say. A story about the gap between fantasy and reality — and how sometimes reality is more tender than the fantasy, and more devastating for it.
My slutty little girl.
April 2, 2009 · Content: Daddy/girl, blow job, strap-on, dirty talk, objectification, begging, Kristen
We only have a few hours before she has to drive back. A blow job first, as ordered — do it real pretty and I’ll fuck you — then everything else. The pleasure of having her desire handed over so completely, and what it costs to receive it well.
The “Straight Girl” at the Dyke Bar
October 17, 2007 · Content: fiction, dyke bar, straight girl, butch/femme, alley, desire, first time, Sugarbutch Star
She bursts out the back door of the dive dyke bar into the alley where I’m smoking, fruity drink in hand, and announces she’s trying to seduce me. “You’re drunk,” I say. “Not so drunk that I don’t know what I want,” she snaps. “Only drunk enough that I can go after it.” She inches closer. My internal butch cock stirs. One of the earliest Sugarbutch Star stories.
Bully
July 23, 2007 · Content: fiction, bondage, flogger, blindfold, strap-on, second person, D/s, dominance, early archive
You are face down, ponytail bobbing, wrists and ankles tied to my bedposts. Since winning these bedposts from my last breakup, I have fucked five women in this bed. You are the sixth. Does it matter how I got you here? My collection of floggers hangs from a swirl of Victorian iron on the wall. I choose my favorite — black thin leather, red deerskin flanks in the center, my name carved into the handle: s. i. n.
