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The Skarlette One

18+ only. NSFW Writer of Erotic Flash Fiction. Superhero erotica. Tumblr refugee. My longer fiction is available on Smashwords and Amazon, under "Skarlette One" Age: mid-40s My erotic e-books are available on Smashwords and Amazon. More info on my eBooks is available here.

A Matter of Time

Detective Maggie Voyeur knew she only had seconds to get up. The supervillainess Salivaria had blindsided her, knocking her to the ground. The police woman knew she had to get away from Salivaria’s lips before the villainess had a chance to kiss her.

Salivaria gripped Maggie by the wrists. The detective pressed her torso upward, trying to keep that irresistible kiss as far away as possible. If she could just shift out of…

Salivaria’s breath tickled Maggie’s nose. It was like the scent of Christmas and sex all rolled into one. She was kissing those pillow-soft lips without a thought. She shuddered with bliss as she tasted Salivaria’s tongue.

Detective Maggie Voyeur knew she had lifetimes to devote to worshiping Salivaria.

 

 


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The Pearls' Wants

Alexis didn’t thrill to baring her naked flesh to this strange man’s gaze. That’s what the pearls thrilled to.

Alexis didn’t crave to impale herself on this strange man’s cock. That’s what the pearls craved.

Alexis didn’t long to pin her arms behind her back, arching her torso in lewd display. That’s what the pearls longed for.

As Alexis gazed into the strange man’s eyes, the white-hot pleasure of her sex and the helplessness of her weak denials seared a new truth onto her soul.

Only the pearls’ wants matter. My body is a vessel for what the pearls want.

The epiphany set off an orgasm as powerful as a newborn star, and Alexis was made anew in bliss.

 

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Mammary Massage

“Don’t you feel more relaxed, General?” asked Succubus as she pulled off her minidress. “Didn’t I tell you it was time for a nice massage?”

“Yes. So relaxed. So nice,” the military man mumbled as the villainess’s seductive touch relaxed his willpower as much as his muscles.

“Good,” Succubus said, climbing on the general’s back to rub her naked tits across his flesh. “I bet you’re starting to feel aroused, General. Aren’t you getting excited?”

“Yes. So aroused. So excited,” the general gasped. The massage table felt so firm beneath his stiff cock. Her touch was so soft.

“Good,” Succubus said. “If you want to get more excited, we’re going to have to talk about something more exciting. Tell me about those missile launch codes.”

 

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Libido League #8, “Friend Fatale,” stars the seductive Succubus!

Lady of Rapture

Alexis had never sucked cock before. She was a lady and slurping on a shaft was something only sluts did.

But in the reflections on the pearls, things looked different. What was the difference between a needy slut and a lady of rapture? Alexis couldn’t say. She could only follow the smooth, glinting pearls around her neck. She could only whimper with desire when the pearls led her to the massive cock.

With a simple loop, Alexis found herself bound to the cock. It owned her body. It owned her soul. It deserved worship. The worship that only her mouth could give.

 

–requested by @pearlqueensposts

 

 


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Bejeweled Betrayal

“Is Doctor Q helpless, Mnemonica?” said the supervillain in the ten thousand dollar suit.

“Yes, Master Tartarus,” Mnemonica whispered. Her magickal team mate writhed on the bed before her, moaning with pleasure.

“Tell me how you did it,” Terence Tarrarus said as he sat down.

“I showed her the pretty bracelet you gave me. She trusted me, so she didn’t mind when I slipped it on her wrist. She even thanked me. I waited until her eyes fixated on the bracelet before I placed the special piece of Compliance Jewelry on her ankle that blocked her magic. She felt so much pleasure that she could barely keep her eyes open, even before I put the blindfold on her.”

“Very good, Mnemonica,” Terence Tartarus replied. “How do you feel about betraying your friend’s trust?”

The Compliance earrings pulsed in Mnemonica’s ear lobes. “I am so aroused by the idea of giving her to you, Master Tartarus!”

The villain smiled and nodded. Mnemonica pushed a crystal dildo into Doctor Q’s cunt as she telepathically pushed her thoughts into Doctor Q’s mind.

 

 


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Damn you, Terrence Tartarus! Our heroines will escape your control and give you such a thrashing!

Or not.

Terence Tartarus laughed. "Oh, I'm sure there will be thrashing. But no one ever escapes my control. It feels so good, nobody wants to."

Bejeweled Betrayal

“Is Doctor Q helpless, Mnemonica?” said the supervillain in the ten thousand dollar suit.

“Yes, Master Tartarus,” Mnemonica whispered. Her magickal team mate writhed on the bed before her, moaning with pleasure.

“Tell me how you did it,” Terence Tarrarus said as he sat down.

“I showed her the pretty bracelet you gave me. She trusted me, so she didn’t mind when I slipped it on her wrist. She even thanked me. I waited until her eyes fixated on the bracelet before I placed the special piece of Compliance Jewelry on her ankle that blocked her magic. She felt so much pleasure that she could barely keep her eyes open, even before I put the blindfold on her.”

“Very good, Mnemonica,” Terence Tartarus replied. “How do you feel about betraying your friend’s trust?”

The Compliance earrings pulsed in Mnemonica’s ear lobes. “I am so aroused by the idea of giving her to you, Master Tartarus!”

The villain smiled and nodded. Mnemonica pushed a crystal dildo into Doctor Q’s cunt as she telepathically pushed her thoughts into Doctor Q’s mind.

 

 


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Sexually Summoned

In her time as the Enchantress Exemplar of Earth, Doctor Q had summoned hundreds of spirits from other planes of existence. Perhaps thousands. With good, strong wards and a thorough knowledge of both binding spells and negotiation, Doctor Q could get the exact right entity to do her bidding.

So it should not have surprised her that some other entity might want to summon her. But as Doctor Q knelt, naked and helpless, in her summoning circle, she couldn’t bring herself to resent the imposition. She let out a moan as she waited to learn her summoner’s will for her. Deep inside, she knew that obeying her summoner would feel better than her hottest orgasm.

Doctor Q never realized that summoning was so sexual for the spirits. If she ever got out of this, she’d look on the spirits she bound in a whole new light.

 

 


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Counting the Seconds

Argent sat quietly in her bonds, bending her head to let her dark hair hide her face. She had been captured by Lashlust before. Trying to escape the villainess’s straps was a waste of energy. The heroine tried to focus deep inside herself. Somewhere that Lashlust could never reach.

“Why do you hang your head, Argent?” Lashlust said with a wicked edge to her voice. “Are you trying to keep quiet? Are you trying to hide how much you want the taste of my lash? Are you thinking back to how good it felt across your ass last time I whipped you? Are you counting the seconds until you feel my leather kiss again?”

Argent didn’t trust herself to reply. When she heard the leather lash whisk through the air, she let out a whimper. When Lashlust pushed Argent’s head down and pulled her ass up, the superheroine knew that she wouldn’t keep quiet for long.

 

 


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Just a Puppet

“Yes, Marionette, I put all my strength into resisting your power,” said Captain Alpha as she felt the supervillainess’s incomparable touch graze her scalp. “But your pleasure is too much even for me, the Vixen of Vigor. I fought and I lost. I have nothing left to resist you.

“I can’t even lift my head unless you pull my hair,” the defeated heroine continued. “My muscles can bend steel, but now they can only dance to the touch of your fingers in my pussy. My breath can freeze lakes, but now I only moan the words you want me to say. I used to be the world’s most powerful superheroine. Now I’m just your sex puppet. Please, play with me, Marionette.”

The villainess grinned. “Why, Captain Alpha, you say the sweetest things.”

 

 


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Who Had She Been?

Who had she been? She could not say.

She had fought the Mesmerizer. She had resisted until the pleasure washed away her resistance, her mind, her will, her very identity. All that remained was the pleasure. All that remained was the lust. All that remained was an empty vessel, longing to be filled.

The Mesmerizer was only to happy to fill it.

 

 


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With Every Stroke

With every stroke of her fingers, the flames of lust burned hotter inside me.

The hotter they burned, the more I wanted.

The more I wanted, the less I fought.

The less I fought, the more I forgot.

The more I forgot, the less I was.

The less I was, the more I became hers.

 

 


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Pollination Compliance

Verdant had fought to keep her panties on for nearly twenty minutes. Terence Tartarus, the supervillain businessman, was stunned by the willpower the small-time villainess was able to muster about a tiny scrap of lace. Even though the Compliance Jewelry had already forced her to strip off every other stitch of clothing, Verdant clung to her panties.

In the end, it didn’t matter. The Compliance Jewelry won, just like it always did. As the sweet, musky scent of Verdant’s pussy wafted through the air, new thoughts pollinated in Terence Taratarus’s mind.

“How … may I … comply?” Verdant whispered after a time.

“Mmmm. How would you like me to make you comply?” Terence Tartarus mumbled, his mind gone fuzzy with new thoughts of lust and submission. The two evil-doers faced one another, each one enthralled to the other’s will.

Perhaps I should have let her keep the panties on, was the last thought Terence Tartarus could call his own for a long, long time.

 

 


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Whoa! Terrence Tartarus gets his! Finally!

Yes, he got his, but he's not complaining. His tongue (and hands) are way too busy for that!