Banned on Amazon

Amazon doesn’t want to release The Green Bush Erotica Collection Volume 12 because…well, I don’t know. Here’s the email I received from them:

During our review process, we found that your book contains content that is in violation of our content guidelines. Our content guidelines apply to the book interior, as well as cover image, title and/or product descriptions. As a result, we will not be offering this book for sale.

So it could be anything in the collection that is annoying and/or wrong. Maybe a misuse of a semicolon, maybe imaginative erotica in general. Who knows? Amazon certainly isn’t willing to tell me, but that’s what Smashwords is for. The Green Bush Erotica Collection Volume 12 will be available on April 1 (not a joke) but only through Smashwords. And just to prove that I’m a bigger person than whoever censors books at Amazon, I’m giving it away for free (for a month at least) through Smashwords. Just use coupon code HQ23N from April 1 to April 30. Enjoy!

The Green Bush Erotica Collection Volume 12
Four of Elliot Silvestri and Grace Vilmont’s favorite stories are gathered together for this collection of erotica for everyone to enjoy. Green Bush Publishing is proud to present these four tales of sexual depravity. From Elliot Silvestri: The Prince’s Whores, Taking Gwendolyn, and Selling Myself. Grace Vilmont gives us In The Harem.
Total length is 42,000 words. This collection is intended for adult audiences.

Content warning: This collection features graphic sex, forced impregnation, anal sex, pregnant sex, prostitution, rough sex, group sex, depictions of BDSM, unintended pregnancy, erotic situations not all members of the public will enjoy, and other strong depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.

The Prince’s Whores
Henry is the Prince of the City and he has a taste for women in the many bordellos that fill Yort. As Crown Prince he has but one official duty at the present: to fill his wife’s belly with a child, a duty he has failed at for the past two years. The king is becoming anxious for the next heir and Princess Midori is becoming anxious from her lack of satisfaction in the bedroom. She decides to find satisfaction in the whorehouses that her husband patronizes.

Taking Gwendolyn
Gwendolyn has a secret sex fantasy that’s going to get her in trouble. She wants her boyfriend Glenn force her to have sex. It’s just a fantasy but she knows what she wants—pretending to be raped—is wrong on every level.

Selling Myself
Being an artist in a small city is not the way to make a living. Being a prostitute is only slightly easier. Keeping those two lives separate is difficult, especially when love blurs the line between boyfriend and client. Alice never thought she’d have to sell her body to survive, but find that she loves doing it—except for all the emotional entanglements.

In The Harem
Rowen had been a tavern wench and part-time prostitute until she was sold to be a harlot in a harem. She had resigned herself to her fate—along with her fellow unfortunates—but while serving in a harem might have been tolerable, being subservient to her new lord’s chief concubine was unbearable. Rowen has a plan to escape her servitude and turn the tables on her tormentor…

Why the fuck not?

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Harry is a lost soul looking for a purpose in his meaningless life. He thinks he might have found it between the thighs of the exotic Ilva he meets in a downtown club. She’s an older woman into kinky sex and happily takes control of his life. When he realizes Ilva is much more than she seems—and is much more dangerous—he starts to panic and wonder how he’ll escape the peculiar situation he created.

This is an 8700 word novella intended for adult audiences.

Content warning: This story features graphic sex, sex with a non-human character, sex of dubious consent, implied pregnant sex, BDSM, and other depictions of adult sexuality that some readers might find objectionable. Explicit language and adult only content.

Excerpt:

“You don’t want me naked?” she asked, teasing.

He didn’t realize she was teasing. “I don’t…know what to do,” he confessed. There was no way he could figure out her bustier and it seemed rude to yank off her tight pants first.

She laughed at him. “You’re a virgin?” she asked. There was a lilt to her voice, as if she had an accent that only came out when she was tired or relaxed or drunk.

“No,” he snapped. “I’m just…inexperienced. I’ve only had a couple of girlfriends.”

“I’ll give you something to talk about then, yes?” She bent down, unzipped her knee-high boots and kicked them off. He noticed the yellow lace stitching around the soles and wondered which kink shop she bought the Doc Martens from. Then she turned around and indicated her back. “Untie the laces,” she ordered. This was obviously something she had done before with other lovers. Harry didn’t mind.

The ties to the bustier were easy to figure out once he studied them a moment. The stiff garment loosened around her body and she pulled it up and over her shoulders and head. Then she turned around to present him with her bare breasts.

They were beautiful.

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Hot and dirty dominant wife controlling her husband’s sexuality and taking her own sex life in hand the way she wants it.

Thom is a chronic masturbator and sex addict. He knows there’s only one way to get himself to stop this self-abusive behavior. The hard part is actually getting his girlfriend to go along with his scheme. Kathleen is surprised and reluctant at first, but when she discovers the pleasure of being her boyfriend’s keyholder, she never looks back...

This is an 11,000 word novelette intended for adult audiences.

Content warning: features graphic sex, male chastity, cuckolding, enforced chastity, BDSM themes, body piercing, dominant female-submissive male roles, 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:
Thom found himself getting angry. “Do you know what it’s like?” he asked her, his voice barely controlled with anger. “Having to do it three times a day—or more? I’ve done that ever since I’ve hit puberty. I can’t control it. I’ve tried! Do you know how many times I’ve gotten caught in college? Everyone in my dorm thought I had a real problem. I know where every bathroom in my office is, private or not, so I can do it in relative peace when I need to. That’s my big fear at work, getting caught.”

“Geez, Thom. You need to get ahold of yourself.”

“That’s the problem isn’t it?” he joked.

She stopped chopping the vegetables and stared at him, long and hard, with the knife in her hand.
“Sorry,” he apologized. “But you don’t realize how bad it is for me sometimes.”

Kathleen had little sympathy for him as she set on chopping up two green peppers. “It’s not like I’ve ever really told you no.”

“I know, I know, but sometimes I just have this need for release and I don’t want to be bothered having sex with you—or anyone.”

“Being an adult means having some self-control,” she told him.

“I need someone to help me with that self-control.”

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Brenda needs a real change in her life. After finding an ad on the internet for what seems like a terrible idea, she responds to it and finds herself persuaded to join a small group of women who are lactating for fun and profit. John, the gentleman farmer, promises her she’ll find contentment living and working on his small, exclusive farm. But Brenda doesn’t know what she’s getting herself into when she’s brought down to the barn on the edge of the pasture to see what the real hucows are doing…

This is a 20,000 word novella intended for adult audiences. Originally published in two parts.
Content warning: features erotic lactation, graphic sex, hucow transformation, hucow milking, hucow role play, BDSM themes, erotic dehumanization, 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:
“I’ve converted a room in the house for the ladies. It’s very comfortable. It’s also easier to get to the house rather than having to walk across the pasture to get to the barn.”

Brenda looked around and realized what he meant. There was a long driveway up to the white farmhouse where several sedans were parked. The pasture was ringed by a fence with the two barns inside the fencing. Just outside the fence they were surrounded by trees, a thin line of trees around the farm separated it from suburbia, just thick enough, however, to keep the farm in its own little world.

“They’re in there right now?” she asked nervously. “Won’t they be upset at us interrupting them?”

John shook his head and smiled. “Nope. They’re used to it. You’ll get used to it too. You don’t have any body image problems, do you?”

A firm shake of her head told him no. “Never. Well, maybe growing up, but I’m not that hung up on what I look like.” Then she nervously tossed back her long honey-brown hair. “Except my hair. My one bit of vanity.”

The three women couldn’t have been more different in age and appearance except for one fact: they all had enormous breasts.

No, Brenda thought again. Udders. They have udders. Just like I’ll have soon.

The woman in the rocking chair set aside her knitting and stood up. She was topless but was covered up by a pair of cones pressed to her chest. “I’m Margie,” she said holding out her hand. The cones had tubes attached to them where the milk was drawn down to a large collection bottle.

“Oh, please don’t get up,” Brenda blurted out. “You’re…attached.”

Margie waved aside Brenda’s concern. “Don’t worry about these things,” she said as Brenda tentatively took her hand. “They aren’t coming off easily.”

Grace picks up where Elliot left off

Grace Vilmont didn’t like how Elliot Silvestri ended his Centaur trilogy so she continued the series with a new story, Centaur’s Conquest. New characters, new situation, new erotic hotness. Get it only at Amazon’s Kindle store.

Taken by raiders from the safety of the centaurs’ camp, Lianna is once again enslaved and forced to serve the warriors who are hell-bent on wiping the centaur scourge from the world. There is little Lianna can do but serve her captors to the best of her ability. They want her as a sexual companion, a source of breast milk, and a woman who can breed for them. As always, Lianna gives in to her superiors.

The unexpected sequel to Centaur’s Lust. Elliot Silvestri was done with the Centaur series, but Grace Vilmont wanted to explore the world he created.

This is a 10,000 word novelette intended for adult audiences.

Content warning: features graphic sex, slave sex, an adult nursing relationship, forced breeding, other unusual sex practices, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.

Excerpt:

“Now you’ve done it,” Varill complained as Lianna rolled to her side and curled into a ball on Stellar’s bed. “She’s crying. I hate it when they cry.”

“Give her a few minutes. She’ll get over it. She’s still a slave and you can tell it’s a life she was born for.”

Varill grunted and sat down at the small round table with Lianna, poured himself a cup of wine, and waited. The two weren’t the least bit disturbed at the emotional welfare of Stellar’s slave. They had been through this before.

Eventually Lianna cried herself out and the two warriors, by mutual and unspoken agreement, approached the bed. “Time to earn your keep,” Stellar announced to Lianna as she helped Varill out of his tunic and breeches. His chest was covered with thick, curly black hair that matched the hair he kept closely cropped on his head. Lianna stared blankly at the pair and didn’t look away. He was either naturally randy or was extremely eager.

“Lay back,” he ordered her as she started to turn over.

Oddly, she felt nervous. She was a slave and was born for this role, she knew.

“Is she ready?” Stellar asked, interrupting the moment.

Varill grunted. “Yeah. She’s a slave, a centaur’s wife. She’s always willing.”