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Breanne Erickson and Michael Alexander are pleased to announce the release of Breanne’s latest book, “Tales of a Nympho Humiliation Pain Slut Volume 9” (My God… nine of them?) Filled with the crazy antics of the girl AfterDark Online calls “the goddess of dark erotica,” Volume 9 is stuffed full of Breanne’s phenomenal story telling, her witty humor, some tears, and a whole lot of orgasms for both Breanne and her readers! With five unpublished before Tales, Volume 9 is definitely a must have for Breanne fans. Head on over to AfterDark Online to read a bit of the sample and sink your teeth into Breanne’s amazing world or stop by Amazon.com and pick up your copy today!
Available in e-book format (kindle) for $2.99
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Breanne, a self-confessed nympho humiliation pain slut gives herself up to the various whims and whiles of her online and real life masters and mistress, yielding to what everyone seems to agree is a common goal: using her sexually. Told with humor, feeling, and a touch of self-depreciation, Breanne’s narrative doesn’t just bring you along on her amazing sexual escapades, but sucks you right in until you’re not quite sure if you aren’t standing there, just over her shoulder or not! Tales of a Nympho Humiliation Pain Slut Volume 11 is now available from AMAZON.COM!
Yes, there is an amazing wooden horse/ wooden pony scene in this book!
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How does a nympho humiliation pain slut celebrate Christmas? Find out for FREE at Michael Alexander’s BDSM Blog! Check out “A NHPS Christmas Part One” and then read Part Two!
Breanne is hotter than ever!
As usual, the goddess of dark erotica comes out with another amazing tale to add to her pantheon of sexual escapades. Take a step back to Christmas with “A NHPS Christmas” and celebrate the holiday with Bre!
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I’m sitting here waiting for the second load to finish. Of laundry you pervert, not some thick juicy cock pumping loads of white cream into me. Sheesh. You’d think all I do is have sex. I do OTHER things you know.
Like masturbate. Oh wait. Does that count as sex?
Anyway, I’ve been asked to explain something and I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to. It’s a sensitive topic, and perhaps a bit too esoteric for some people. It probably also doesn’t help that I’m sitting here in front of my desk stuffed with a nine inch long two inch thick rubber dildo that I affectionately call my “Husky”. On top of that, my butterfly clitoral stimulator is pressed tightly to my crotch and even though it is off right now, it has already sent me spiraling into sexual craziness today.
The request was for me to explain just what it’s like following NHPS Rule #1. Don’t know what I’m talking about. That’s okay. It’s pretty simple. I’m a Nympho Humiliation Pain Slut, a “NHPS” for short, and there are a number of basic rules that all NHPS girls are supposed to follow. Rule #1 is the most important though and it creates all sorts of problems for us.
First of all, if you’re a guy reading this, you haven’t a chance in hell of really understanding what NHPS Rule #1 does to us. You can’t stay hard and wanting without medical help and even then you just stay hard – not wanting. Trust me, there is a difference. If you’re a girl and are reading this, but NOT a NHPS, you have at least a chance at really understanding. And of course if you’re just like me, or even sorta like me, than you’ll sit there nodding and thinking “oh yeah, she is SO right.”
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There might be copies, but the original Nympho Humiliation Pain Slut is a woman of many talents. If you’re ready for a treat, for a journey filled with sex, laughter, tears, and fun, then explore the amazing erotica of Breanne Erickson.
And yes, this is the same gal that wrote “Riding the Wooden Horse” that I posted the cover of a few days ago.
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There are some girls who just can’t get enough. Delve into a full length novel exploring the dark and decadent deviant depths of the world’s greatest Nympho Humiliation Pain Slut. Check out her amazing work for just $0.99!
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One nympho humiliation pain slut? Check. Collection of perverted, humiliating, fuck all, bdsm assignments? Check. Full length novel worth every penny? Check. E-book format so no one else knows what you’re reading? Check!
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Wondering if any of these books are worth the time? Well you can check out Breanne’s writing for FREE at our blog: Michael Alexander’s BDSM Blog.
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If you are into heavy BDSM then I heartily recommend reading Breanne Erickson’s works. They’re high quality (especially the later volumes), with TONS of content (novel length, not those short little 20 pages you get for 99 cents. These are BOOKS!) and delve into the mysteries of a woman who just can’t seem to get enough. Check her out (literally) at Amazon.com and take a delicious lick of Breanne Erickson. We suspect you’ll be smitten!
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One of the definitive wooden horse adventures told by the goddess of dark erotica herself: Breanne Erickson. If you haven’t read any of her work we HIGHLY recommend it. It puts Shades of Gray to freaking shame. Read “Riding the Wooden Horse” for free at Michael Alexander Stories!
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If you haven’t read any of Breanne’s “Tales” then you have missed one of the best BDSM erotica authors available. She’s funny, deviant, interesting, and cheap. I mean, her books are cheap. This is the girl who SHOULD have been immortalized instead of Fifty Shades of whatever. Check out Breanne’s books at Amazon.com today!
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If you missed Breanne’s amazing “Denial & Consequences” don’t worry… it’s coming soon…
There is some amazing wooden horse action in this one!
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Breanne Erickson’s adventures continue with Volume 10 of her incredibly popular sex series. Filled with a smorgasborg of humor, love, humiliation, and plenty of BDSM flavored orgasms, Breanne brings her incredible flair for the sexually perverse into the mainstream of society. Tales is for lovers of every flavor, so delve into the dark secrets of the girl who is called “the goddess of dark erotica!” Get your copy at Amazon.com!
And yes… there is some fun pony action in this one! - MA
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Enjoy Breanne Erickson’s “Twas the Night Before Christmas!”
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.
Breanne was sitting, silent in her chair
Tied up naked, a bow in her hair.
A tight cloth gag had been placed through her lips
And a large pink vibrator was buried between her hips.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
Breanne pulled on her bonds, wondering what was the matter.
“Had Santa finally arrived?” She thought.
“When would begin the sexual onslaught?”
In some houses it was custom to leave milk and cookies.
But in this quiet house it was sexual nookies.
Bre had been left by the fire tied and gagged
A sweet Christmas treat for Santa to shag.
The moon on the breast of the tied up sweet
Was creamy and light with promise complete.
And then in a twinkling there was noise on the roof
Of a large red sleigh and sixteen hoof.
As she twisted and turned, looking around
Down the chimney, St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in red, garnished in white
Indeed to Breanne he was quite a sight!
His eyes were dark, like chocolate or night
And his cheeks were ruddy, like fire light.
On his back was a bundle, a bag, or a sack
That was filled with the usual old knickknack.
He turned as he landed, all sprightly and quick,
And saw the bound girl, did old St. Nick.
“Well well, I’ll be.” Said Santa with pleasure
This sure beats cookies, carrots, even treasure!
He reached out a hand to give a little pinch
To Breanne’s nipple. It was a cinch!
She moaned at his touch, the vibrator humming
St. Nick’s hands caressed slowly strumming.
He was unusually adept, lifting her up
Bending her over so she was bottoms up.
The large silver buckle came loose in a flash
And the black belt swung in a large heavy slash
To strike Breanne’s bottom with a terrible blow
She gasped as the tears began to flow
Santa it seemed, did not really care
And let loose with his belt on her poor derriere
Until she was red all over the her butt
And Santa knew she was ready, the slut!
He knelt down behind her and pulled out the plug
That was buzzing and shaking inside tight and snug.
He tossed it aside and dropped his pants
And pulled out his cock for a quick little dance.
Breanne groaned out loud as he drove himself deep
Pushing and thrusting in one fell sweep.
And then St. Nick groaned as he came in her guts
Spewing and throbbing as he emptied his nuts
In moments it was over and he stood up quick
Pulled up his pants and covered his stick.
He picked up the sex toy with a laugh and a grin
Positioned it perfectly and sank it within.
With a twist of his fingers the buzzing increased
Within Bre’s well which was thoroughly greased.
He set her back down on the seat with care
And pulled silver clamps from his pocket – a pair!
As Breanne moaned in sexual torment
The cruel bite of clamps on her nipples was spent.
Santa, the resourceful elf that he was
Pulled some rope from his pocket along with some fuzz.
Loops around knees and ankles and chair
Resulted in Breanne’s exposure down there.
Santa, with a wink, pulled out a small clip
And bent with delight to her small pouting lips
Breanne squealed loud as the clamp closed and bit
The tenderest nub, her swollen wet clit.
Santa, he laughed, at her tough situation
Sexually tormented and filled with frustration.
To be left tied and stuffed until Christmas morn
Her body, orgasming hard until it was worn.
“Breanne” Santa said. “I’ve had a delightful time.”
“Much better than cookies and milk on a dime!”
“So I will leave you now all trussed up and presented
As a gift from me who you’ve left contented.”
He moved to his sack and pulled out a box
With Breanne’s name in black letter blocks
“This is my present to a naughty pain slut
Who gave Santa a chance to spank a cute little butt.”
“Inside you’ll find everything on your list.
Clamps, the handcuffs, even a dildo with a twist”
Breanne looked on wide eyed as he moved away
As he prepared to head up, back to his sleigh.
She twisted and moaned, in orgasmic bliss
As he gave her a wink and a soft blown kiss.
And then he was gone, up the chimney he rose
By laying a finger aside his nose
In his wake, lit by Christmas tree light
Was Breanne, the slut, in sexual plight.
The clock on the mantle showed a quarter to three.
Only five more hours until she’d be freed.
Five hours more of vibrations and cumming
Tears sprang to her eyes it was so mind numbing.
And up on the rooftop she heard a shrill whistle,
The crack of a whip and a laugh filled with gristle.
But she heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
“Merry Christmas Breanne. Geeze you were tight!”
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Breanne takes a daring trip to the mall - to stand at the rail of the second story. Ready for this one? http://michaelalexanderstories.blogspot.com/2014/11/second-story.html
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“ Interesting account (diary) of a harlot. A woman of little or no morals reveals all her challenges in living the vida slutty. All in all, not a bad read for what it is. Not suitable for children or the frigid.” - Dr No Can Do
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