Saturday, February 28, 2015

Fantasy lactation erotica - The White Queen and Her Enchanted Milk

It always struck me as odd that "fantasy" could refer to both swords-and-sorcery and erotica. I like it when I combine both genres. There's lots of sexy and erotic lactation along with a dose of high fantasy You can get it at Smashwords, Amazon, or Barnes & Noble.



George is a knight who has lost a battle with Queen Ilyana’s champion. She is the ruler of the kobold realm and finds him near death. The white queen literally nurses him back to health with her magical breast milk, but in the process binds him body and soul to her. He literally becomes a slave to her lactating breasts…and finds he doesn’t mind such servitude.

This is a 9,000 word novella intended for adult audiences. Part one of three.

Content warning: features erotic lactation, graphic sex, group sex, lesbian sex, strong language, adult nursing relationships, erotic situations not all members of the public will enjoy, enforced male chastity, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.

Content warning: features erotic lactation, graphic sex, group sex, anal sex, extreme body modification, strong language, erotic situations not all members of the public will enjoy, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.



Excerpt:
“My milk will sustain you,” the informed him, lifting the cup up in the air between them. “The stone was warmed before I came here. The milk is still warm, as warm as my heart. Would you like a taste?” she asked. “Would you like it all?”

George flopped his head back and forth against the uneven rocky wall. “No,” he whimpered.

“You don’t seem to have much strength in your refusal,” she pointed out.

“I’d rather die,” George all but spat at her, but his mouth was too dry.

Ilyana lifted the cup higher until it was right under his mouth and nose. George could feel the warmth of the sustaining liquid, he could smell its sweetness and the promise it held.

“Are you sure?” She pursed her blood-red lips, licking them ever so slightly with the tip of her tongue.

“I’m a knight of the king’s guard. I will not betray him.”

“Not even to save your own life?” she asked. “Not even to serve me?”


“Especially for those reasons,” he shot back.

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