Nov 14 2015

A YouTube of a Morrigan Aensland Figurine

A YouTube this week of a Morrigan Aensland figurine that I haven’t seen before to be honest and one that I think really “displays” her in a way that I think is a bit painful to look at…

 

And if you cannot see the video here on the Tale, please try this link.

And here is an image of the figurine, which I think shows well why I think the pose is a bit… painful.

Morrigan Aensland Figurine

I don’t have this figurine in my wiki and I don’t recall ever seeing this one in my wanderings of the web looking for Succubus figurines. So, if anyone can tell me more, I would appreciate it!

 

Tera

Nov 13 2015

A Review of His Toy by Misha Ray

His Toy by Misha Ray

His Toy by Misha Ray

On occasion there are moments when Succubi and Incubi characters lose control of themselves. That isn’t always because of love, or need, or desire. Sometimes it’s simply a matter of being taken to the edge by their nature restrained.

When that happens, it can make for some really good heat, some moments that are wonderfully passionate in a lot of ways. Sometimes that doesn’t quite happen and what is left is just animalistic in nature. It isn’t always the most hot of reads when that happens…

The story tells of:

Linna has finally accepted her Succubus side, which means not only accepting but catering to her unnaturally high libido. After countless invitations she finally agrees to join her best friend at the local paranormal club, The Toy Box. Of course, she’s looking for someone to play with, but had no idea she’d become a toy…a toy to be shared.

Linna is a half-Succubus with a problem. Cora, her best friend, as been pushing her to visit a club for a very long time. Unable to control herself as it is “her time”, Linna goes to the club, gets lost in her needs and finds out that she’ll do anything for the right Incubi… and they’ll do anything for her too.

From the opening of the work, which tells just enough about Linna, her situation, some of her history, it’s clear that Linna is a Succubus, but one that is somewhat more under control than the typical ones it seems. That’s more clearly put into focus when her best friend Cora appears, who is a full Succubus, unlike Linna, who is a half, and is, in short, simply focused on sex to the exclusion to anything else.

This, in time, takes Linna from being an interesting character and pushes her slowly towards giving into her Succubus nature and falling into the clutches of an Incubus. There’s a undercurrent of the beginnings of a D/s relationship in that, brought into sharp focus by Linna being referred to, over and over again, as Toy.

As Linna notes in the work, she should be mad over this and walk away, but from the moment she meets Jude, Linna’s brain simply turns off and all that matters to her is having sex with every Incubus, or other supernatural being in the bar, she can. The Linna at the beginning of the story just does not exist any longer and just is a being made for sex, having sex, and only caring about sex.

Linna is put into several situations, and the heat does build in the work well as that happens. However, the disconnect between who Linna is and what she is at that moment is somewhat jarring and I kept thinking back to how she was in the beginning as she was “taken” in the story. Contrasting that, the Incubi in the work are creatures of sex, dominant, and do not really seem to care very much about Linna herself except for how good the sex is with her. In a way, Cora, as well doesn’t seem to care all that much about Linna when things start to heat up and vanishes for a good part of the work before reappearing as things come to a close.

There is a twist in the work at the end, and I think it works quite well and plays to my own views of Succubi somewhat. Things do come to a rather abrupt halt and I would have liked to see things continue further on, at least showing a bit of what happens afterwards.

The Succubi and Incubi in this work do not have horns or tails, but in one passage it’s noted that Jude has fangs which to my way of thinking means that they are related to vampires in some way in this universe. They aren’t vampires, thankfully, and as such I like the concept to a point. What I don’t care for very much is the total loss of control that is shown. I do understand that part of that is “the moment” that comes for them all regularly and in that they lose control of themselves. but how the D/s relationship is told in this work is a bit too violent and harsh for my own tastes.

The work is written well, and overall is a hot flash with a small amount of story at the beginning to set things up before the erotica takes over. I would have been happier with the work if there had been more story to it, either in the beginning, or at the end. Better still would have been Cora more involved in the story than she was, really mainly acting to draw Linna into the club, setting her up, and then fading into the background, one assumes, to watch the fun and games. Really that’s true of all of the characters in that they are interesting, but before their stories can really be told, the erotica comes in and story gets pushed aside for the heat to play out.

Three out of five pitchforks.

As much as Linna interests me, the work doesn’t tell a lot about her, goes almost immediately into the heat of the moment, and in doing so seems to leave a lot behind. Not quite enough story for my taste and because of that, the heat when it comes really doesn’t as well as it could have.

 

Tera

Nov 13 2015

A Review of Succubus 2.0: And Other Femdom Mind-Control Short Shorts by Declan Heyse

Succubus 2.0: And Other Femdom Mind-Control Short Shorts by Declan Heyse

Succubus 2.0: And Other Femdom Mind-Control Short Shorts by Declan Heyse

A review this time of a collection of short stories that have, in some ways, connections between them and as well at the same time a bit of a disconnect as well. While the subject matter deals with some of my own personal interests, it leaves something to be desired in the reading however.

Not all things called Succubi are, of course, Succubi as we know them… Sometimes they are the things that we have within ourselves that reflect needs, wants and desires… and the price to be paid for them…

The story tells of:

A forgotten marriage. A mind for the taking. A pleasurebot that brings about the fall of civilization. Fifteen short-short tales of femdom mind control and hypnosis.

This work is a collection of very short flashes, some of them being only a few lines in length, occasionally a page, sometimes a bit more than that. The main themes are clearly mind control and femdom themes and as the story goes on there is also a fleeting connection to each of the works.

This connection gives a semblance of a complete story, but at the same time there needs to be more revealed in that story than there is. The work feels like each passage is a summary of a longer work, a teaser if you will, and as such leaves a desire to see that complete story which is hidden among the words here.

Emotionally the work is very well written, offers much to consider and tells of many of the fantasies that are seen in much of the mind control and femdom stories. But again, the work is short, leaving much unsaid and that is somewhat disappointing.

There is but a single reference to Succubi in this work and this story tells of manufactured fantasy and what it did to the world… and what it might still do if the moment came to be. The work, called Succubus 2.0, is intriguing and makes me wonder about what that particular larger story might be. Again, the fleeting glimpse in this work of the larger story mainly teases a summary of what that story could be and leaves the rest to the imagination of the reader.

As a whole, the same can be said for the entire collection. There is just enough story to capture one’s interest, but then nothing more comes from that. In truth the author should consider taking each of these short summaries and transform them into longer, more involved stories.

There’s a lot to like here, and it really all should be told to the fullest…

Three and a half out of five pitchforks.

Quite an interesting collection of little vignettes that I thought worked together well as a whole. Not really a work about Succubi per se, but the mind control aspects are quite clear. I would have liked to see the story that comes between the vignettes as I think that would have been an interesting read.

 

Tera

Nov 12 2015

Succubi Image of the Week 408

Quite a unique image of Morrigan Aensland this time for the Succubi of the Week… When I look at this art, I feel like it is sort of something you might find in a book of spells and i think that’s an interesting thought…

Morrigan Aensland by barachan

Morrigan Aensland by barachan

This work is by an artist on Pixiv called Barachan and you can find the original page with this art here.

I think this is one of the most unique images of Morrigan that I have seen. I am not sure whether this is more of an image in a spell book sort of thing or, as I think about this more, possibly some sort of Tarot card image?

The question then becomes…. What does Morrigan represent then?

Setting that question aside, I just really like the style and flair of this art, how vibrant and alive Morrigan is here and how she looks. She’s a bit Manga in form I suppose, but I think that adds a lot of depth to this art.

There’s a kind of wildness here, perhaps a bit of uncontrolled passion or power that, in a lot of ways, seems to capture much of Morrigan herself…

Quite the powerful image and one that I do like simply for how unique it is..

 

Tera

Nov 11 2015

They are Remembered by TeraS

Candle of Remembrance It is my personal tradition that on this day, at this time, I pen something in remembrance.

The words themselves cannot, truly, express what has been lost, been sacrificed. We cannot, really do so. But we can give thanks and remember.

 

 

They are Remembered
By TeraS

They stand in the moment
Their thoughts their own
They recall lives
Their memories clear

The days past
They remember
The lives lost
They recall

A moment of laughter
They smile
A moment of tears
They shed

Sharing a drink
They once tasted
Sharing fears
They come again

Seeing the battle
They cry out
Seeing them fall
They look away

Celebrating the end
They cheer
Celebrating the loss
They reminisce

Time passes on
They live on
Time wears on
They push on

Forgotten heroes
They do not
Forgotten sacrifice
They cannot

Remembering their faces
They can like yesterday
Remembering their voices
They hear like they are there

Remember for a moment
They salute
Remember them
They do

Nov 11 2015

Heart By TeraS

Today is my heart’s birthday. While I know he wishes no fuss or bother, there will be a little so today for him from myself and my Eternal… and, here, a birthday poem too…

Heart
By TeraS

There is one heart
That gave light
Who showed

Visit at the fence
To share time
Going beyond
Accepting

Stories shared
Trust given knowing
Laughter some
Tears others

Recipe for life
Ingredients for giving
Baked in warmth
Always shared

Two families
Blessed by Goddess
To know love
For always

A wish today
Card written
Flowers sent
Bringing prayers

Just the usual
No fuss made
Only to give
A smile

From Dear One
To her Heart
Wishing a blessed
Happy Birthday

 

Happy birthday my heart always…

 

Your Dear One

Nov 10 2015

Goodbye Britty… We love you…

I’m not going to be telling a story today. Not going to be reviewing something. Last night… We said goodbye to our dog Britty. As I am writing this, it is almost an hour since we left the emergency room. I am looking at her hair on my clothes, her collar on my desk and I am crying. I can see her blanket, here beside me, and it just gets harder by the moment. I want to hear the clicking of her paws on the floor, I want to see her tail wagging. I want to hear her yipping and watch her run around the yard…

And I can’t.

I want to scream in frustration for this. I want to. Goddess… I so want to. All I have right now are the tears. I know there wasn’t a choice. I know that this was “for the best” and… I just keep crying.

We stood outside, in front of our house, and just held each other and cried. Goddess we cried. It’s hard on me, but Goddess it’s so much harder on Keith.

All we have, for now, is her collar and I have been rubbing it between my fingers over and over again. She will be home, we saw to that. She’ll be with Rudy, she’ll be in our family room where she can see her chair, watch us, and know that she’s home.

She’s home.

Goddess please, look after her.

Sunlight streams through window pane
unto a spot on the floor….
then I remember,
it’s where you used to lie,
but now you are no more.

Our feet walk down a hall of carpet,
and muted echoes sound….
then I remember,
It’s where your paws would joyously abound.

A voice is heard along the road,
and up beyond the hill,
then I remember it can’t be yours….
your golden voice is still.

But I’ll take that vacant spot of floor
and empty muted hall
and lay them with the absent voice
and unused dish along the wall

I’ll wrap these treasured memorials in a blanket of my love
and keep them for my best friend until we meet above.

 

Tera

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