Aug 22 2016

Gathering By TeraS

A bit of a reflective piece as a whole this week. Time passes; that is the way of the universe. In that comes moments that define, in many ways, who we are. They also, sometimes, allow us to gather strength from our memories, and to share them with those closest to us when we are …


By TeraS


Time had passed in the Realm. It paused for no soul, no life, no existence—it was simply time, and, as such, it did not have an emotional attachment to the past, present, or future. Time, it could be said, had no emotion, no reasoning, no understanding of itself beyond that it was time.

However, this could not be said for those beings that existed within time itself. Their existence was defined by time, marked by it, and, in that, certain events occurred.

It had been two and a half months since the day came. Two and a half months, during which the Realm had mourned with their King and expressed their sadness to their Queen. Many had come to the Palace, their home. Others approached when the Eternals were out and about in the Realm. Some visited Tera in the Library, using the excuse of returning a book—or borrowing one—to spend a little time and ask how she was, how her Eternal was managing. The answer, as one would expect from the Queen, was a smile and a warm embrace, then she would turn the discussion onto her visitor.

For you see, Tera didn’t worry about herself. She worried about everyone else—especially her Eternal.

Some sought out Keith, but that was a bit more of a challenge. While finding Tera was never a problem, locating her Eternal required more effort. He claimed that he didn’t look for the spotlight, didn’t feel the need to be overshadowing his Eternal, that he was happy being there for her, whenever needed, always wanted. This was for certain and he never doubted that for an instant.

But it was also true that he was glad to avoid the attention. So he continued as always, a steady hand upon the Realm, guiding when needed, helping always. He might be in a coffee shop, or visiting a construction site. Occasionally he might be found working with his tools on some sort of device, or using something called a camera. But he wasn’t easy to find. Yet, wherever he was found, it was much the same as it was with his Eternal. The questions would come, he would answer kindly, and then he would ask how the other was, what the visitor might need.

Time could never change that. But time did change something else, something that left an obvious gap in both of their lives.

Into this odd situation came Cassiopeia, Tera’s dearest friend and Keith’s constant tease. Or at least she had been in the time before. Now, she wasn’t so sure.

She had appeared on the day things changed, to offer comfort. She had cried with them both, held each and wept with them. She felt their loss, their grief. She wished, more than anything she’d ever wanted before, to make things right somehow for them. Since then, Cassie had never been far away, lending a hand, or a tail, when needed … or not, for that matter. She wasn’t used to being “responsible” in times like this; she’d rather have her fun, for that was what she was best at. It amazed her how much her dearly-loved friends had to deal with: the vast amount of paper, discussions, interactions and issues that came towards them. She was more amazed—not surprised, mind you, merely amazed—at the calmness the Rulers of the Realm held throughout. She never saw either raise a voice, say a bad word. It wasn’t a surprise; they had always been that way, after all.

A short time after the day, the Eternals had returned to the human realm to undertake something they called a “memorial.” Cassie understood the concept, though in the Realm it was quite a different thing than in the mortal world. They had been clear that this was needed and it would be fine.

The flamboyant silver tail decided she wanted to understand this gathering and be a part of it. She was shocked to find how muted the colours were, how sad the event was. She fully had intended upon appearing in her finest silver dress, the one that really showed off her tail—and by that she was referring to her shapely curves, of course … but she’d never tell her tail that. Instead, black was the colour, which didn’t make a lot of sense. Keep in mind that colours have specific meanings to succubi, and this gathering didn’t have a lick of dominance to it, at least that Cassie could tell.

But there was black everywhere, the sadness was plain to see, and so, against her nature, Cassie … compromised. She had worn black … well, except for that silver metallic band she’d used to put her hair into a ponytail. She couldn’t quite let everything go after all, but seeing Tera looking human, being human … that told her everything she needed to know.

She had found a place where she could watch her friends, hear what was being said, and lose herself among the numbers of souls who came to offer their sympathy. She didn’t interfere, didn’t get in the way of what happened. She just watched and learned about something she’d never encountered before.

Some gatherings weren’t fun. They weren’t passionate, they weren’t joyful. There was a moment when—quite sadly, she thought—there couldn’t be much laughter. Being part of this gathering … hurt. That feeling remained with her for the next two months. She didn’t express it to anyone, thinking that this was something she could deal with herself. She had avoided the Queen and King, not wanting to add a concern to their lives. She even went so far as to not even try to divert Keith’s attention, not once. This, of course, was noticed. Cassie not trying something on Keith to get his attention, or, more specifically, get him into one of the many compromising positions Cassie had dreamed up, was a clear indication that something was very seriously wrong.

Then, one Saturday morning, Cassie woke to find a note on her nightstand: “Please meet me at noon, over at the fence by Tera’s house in the human realm.”

The silver-tail was puzzled, but she thought she knew who might be behind this. Sure enough, as she stepped through the portal just before lunchtime, she saw the human whom Tera called her heart, standing there in a simple suit with an odd sort of a collar around his neck. Cassie knew all about collars, but this one was odd—white, and made of starched cloth. What kind of ownership could this represent?

“Hello, Cassie,” the graying, bespectacled man said. I am just on my way to a … gathering … not quite like the “memorial” you came to before. And I feel like I need a … date.” There was a twinkle in his eye as he offered his arm.

Cassie demurred for a moment: “I don’t think I feel much like dating, and I’m not sure you would survive me.”

“Well, you might be amazed at what I can survive. But, I promise, this isn’t that kind of a date.” He nodded across the yard towards their friends’ house, where there was quite a group in the yard. This wasn’t like that first one she had been to. There was laughter, a small group of souls chatting, with the hosts near the center. Cassie noticed that Tera was wearing red, as was Keith, and they were both smiling. Looking into the distance, she saw every colour imaginable among the souls who were gathered together.

Cassie was confused, but her escort smiled, and, after bampfing herself into the silver dress she had decided against some weeks ago, she took his arm. He led her across the yard, reassuring her as they went: “I just think the three of you need a bit of a push to what comes next.” They slipped quietly behind their mutual friends, and he gave Keith a warm tap on the shoulder, then leaned in and kissed Tera’s cheek, and finally, having kissed Cassie in the same way, slipped his “date” between the two Eternals, and then quietly slipped away, answering an uncle’s beckoning challenge to argue about something called “baseball.”

In what seemed to her like a whirlwind, Cassie was introduced, brought into the gathering with all its joy. Being part of this gathering was … fun. She smiled at the stories told about the soul that was … not really missing, now that she thought about it. Her spirit was there, seen in every soul around her. The warmth, the care, the love shared was so open and joyfully so.

This wasn’t sad like the first gathering. It was something closer, something more meaningful. It was in the midst of this that Cassie realized what it was. Something that she had known for so long was held within her own soul …


That connection she had with Keith and Tera, but it wasn’t just them. With each hello, each hug and smile, Cassie felt that same connection with everyone there, a telling echo in each voice, each story, each moment. It was something that had been merely flickering within the Realm for a time, but now brought back to flame, to burn brightly in those that held that flame, carried with promise and purpose …

For always.

Upon returning to the Realm, things started to get better.

Tera’s tail was a bit perkier, her bemused smile coming back in all of its mind-melting seductiveness. Keith was more active, more part of the Realm than he had been in some time. He smiled again, and that chuckle Tera loved started to be heard once more.

And Cassie? The silver-tailed seductress was back. Her first escapade featured Keith finding himself trapped with her in his photographic darkroom. Afterwards, Keith had a new definition for ‘exposure’ that didn’t have anything to do with taking a picture.

Gathering together was, at its heart, the thing that mattered the most, no matter the when, why or how. The memories shared and made in those moments made every encounter a gathering, and every gathering worthwhile.

Aug 21 2016

A Review of Lustful Rhythm by CG Dante

Lustful Rhythm by CG Dante

Lustful Rhythm by CG Dante

I think the single most telling challenge for authors has to be editing. Not so much that they do not edit, but rather the way they do so leaves so much to be desired. If the editing cannot bring out in the story some kind of clarity, some sort of reasonable expectation of a coherent plot and characters, then the work isn’t living up to what it could be.

When a story cannot decide if things will be told from the main character, a narrator, or simply leaves the reader with no idea at all who is speaking that’s a major problem. If the story itself only serves to be a means to writing a porn scene, then it isn’t erotica, it isn’t interesting, and it doesn’t work at all.

  • Title: Lustful Rhythm
  • Author: CG Dante
  • Length: 18 Pages
  • Publishing Date: February 16, 2016
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The work tells the story of:

Lucy and Aeden are demons, she is a Succubus who has wings, a tail and red glowing eyes. He is a Mami Wata a snake demon that can change into a larger than man snake. She’s a stripper at a night club and he’s got his hands in organized crime. They make an odd couple but the sex is steamy and they definitely want to get it on.

Lucy arrives where she works as a stripper to find someone waiting for her. Some teasing leads to something more for both of them, and where things go from there is a question on its own.

Overall I did not enjoy this work at all. The writing needs a lot of work, mainly in how the narration is told. It makes no sense to speak in the third person tense, then the first, then as a narrator, within a single paragraph. This happens almost constantly, which is jarring, but also it simply draws any heat from the story, leaves nothing but confusion, and only serves to tear whatever core plot there is to ashes.

I’m not so sure there is a plot in that sense either, really the work moves almost immediately into Lucy seducing Aeden, how that unfolds, and just continually comes back to them having sex in all sorts of different ways.

There’s actually very little of Lucy being a succubus, though she does show her wings and tail once, her red eyes twice, and admits to being one as well. But there’s no seduction, no being a succubus. Lucy seems focused on sex every bit as much as Aeden is and being so there’s nothing to tell about the characters, no growth in them, and at the end of the story there’s no difference save for a comment between them.

But even that was hard to figure out for the constant changes in how the story was told. The writing is uneven, the story isn’t much better than writing out a porn scene. There’s no heat, no passion. But there can’t be when in every paragraph the tone changes. It’s a shame because there is a hint that Lucy might have another story to tell, but it never comes out, isn’t played out and fades away within moments of Lucy first grinding herself on Aeden.

Zero pitchforks out of five.

The work needs a serious editing, a decision on either first, third, or a narrative storyline. There needs to be more than just Lucy and Aeden winding up in bed together for no other reason than to do so. This is not much more than porn, it isn’t erotica, and it doesn’t have heat. But there is a small glimmer of something interesting in Lucy herself. It’s a shame that the surrounding story couldn’t manage to tell that story for the rush to the sex.



Aug 21 2016

A Review of Seduced by the Sex Demon! by Veronica Sloan

Seduced by the Sex Demon! by Veronica Sloan

Seduced by the Sex Demon! by Veronica Sloan

There is a fine line between a story of erotica and a story that consists of a series of sex scenes loosely tied together. Sex alone isn’t a story, nor is anything connected with sex that exists for little more than being a means for the sex to happen.

Telling a story, at least one that has more promise than character after character being pulled into some variation of a D/s scene, even with some mind control attached to it, needs a plot. It also needs characters that develop more than just being sex toys. Porn alone isn’t erotica, there needs to be some substance as well and a story that wants to go somewhere along the way.

  • Title: Seduced by the Sex Demon!
  • Author: Veronica Sloan
  • Length: 26 Pages
  • IBSN: 9781370837977
  • Publishing Date: August 18, 2016
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The work tells the story of:

When a magic ritual goes wrong, meek Jeffrey Corven is possessed by an unstoppable sex demon. Feeding on human lust and looking for a devilishly good time, the demon sets out to seduce every woman in Jeffrey’s life. Powerless to resist Jeff’s hellish mind control, they are filled with only one desire: Total submission to his lust!

Jeff’s wife ropes him into performing a summoning, but it goes wrong and Jeff is possessed by an incubus with one thing in mind. Fulfilling that need means many around Jeff will find their secrets revealed and they being at the mercy of the incubus as well.

Overall this work is more focused on a series of porn-like sex scenes that really didn’t have a lot of heat for me in them. The core plot has some promise at the beginning but once the transformation aspect is finished there’s just no real plot or character development outside of drawing as many people as possible into the clutches of the incubus along the way.

There is a bit of mind control, some domination, some shaming and so forth. Every encounter mainly focuses on the incubus toying with those around him before bending their wills and making them dance to his needs. This does lead into some darker tones for the story from time to time. However, overall, the scenes push towards the limits of hidden needs and the collapse of the characters to the incubus.

The writing is a little bit rough, reading very much like a porn movie in the dialogue. The overall story could use some polishing to leave some of the rough edges out and actually focus upon more storytelling than outright sex scenes. The opening chapter offers some interesting themes to draw upon, but it never really takes that turn.

I couldn’t really find my way into this work because the characters didn’t interest me, the sex, not erotica, had very little heat, and the soul of the story just didn’t have a chance to play with the characters themselves. Admittedly, the author attempts to tell some story, but having the main character act as if they are omnipotent, then force others to do their bidding doesn’t quite work when the character themselves are, as a whole, completely unlikeable.

The idea of this work is a good one and I think it has some promise. Seemingly this work is the first in a series and there is something to be said about the concept. It’s getting to the core of the story beyond the almost childish telling of the erotica where things fall down and need help.

Two and a half out of five pitchforks.

The work is just too much porn and not enough story. There wasn’t very much to hold my interest and beyond that the characters weren’t much more than a means for a series of sex scenes that didn’t have any heat to speak of.



Aug 20 2016

More Morrigan Aensland Tributes on YouTube

Another of the many Morrigan Aensland tribute YouTube videos that I have found from time to time. Unlike most, where the music doesn’t really work for me, I thought that, in this case, the music is a little bit haunting but still works for Morrigan quite well…


If you can’t see the video here on the Tale, please try this link:

As always, here is the one image in the video of Morrigan that I liked the best as well…

Darkstalkers Drinking

I think this is really quite the amazing piece of art just for the entire scene. The Darkstalkers girls out for a night on the town and Morrigan drinking the other two girls under the table…

That says something I suppose… even if I’m not exactly sure what that is…



Aug 19 2016

A Review of The Hot Wife and the Incubus by Eden Redd

The Hot Wife and the Incubus by Eden Redd

The Hot Wife and the Incubus by Eden Redd

Over time I have reviewed a lot of Eden Redd’s works, mainly because she writes quite a few stories that have either succubi or incubi, or both, characters appearing. While that does happen, a lot, the main problem with her stories comes to two things. One, the editing leaves a lot to be desired, and two, much of the erotica isn’t really erotica so much as it is porn.

What becomes more of an issue is when she writes a story, has a main character that really is interesting and offers something to think about, then reveals on the very last page why that is and doesn’t take that concept further. Erotica isn’t erotica without the characters, the story, and some depth to hold my interest, never mind the editing.

  • Title: The Hot Wife and the Incubus
  • Author: Eden Redd
  • Length: 32 Pages
  • ASIN: B01BLW9R90
  • Publishing Date: February 8, 2016
  • This work at

The work tells the story of:

Mary and David are a married couple and living the good life. Mary loves how David takes to her demands in and out of bed. For Mary, everything is bliss until David starts to become distant.

The stunning wife begins to worry that she have been too demanding and may be pushing her husband away. When she suspects David of cheating, her blissful life begins to unravel.

The wife confronts her husband with her fears and is shocked at what David has to tell her. He has been exploring the dark side of the city and propositions Mary with a kink she never thought they would explore together.

The couple visit the underbelly of the city to find a demon that will partake in their new and kinky journey. But can the wife and husband endure the lustful desires of the demonic incubus?

Will the demon take Mary for his own? Will David stand by as his wife is seduced by Incubus? Will Mary discover her own dark secrets about her hungry desires?

Mary is unique in that she’s almost always horny and needing to sate herself. Her marriage on the rocks, a suggestion by her husband leads to Mary meeting Dexter, an incubus in a club. When the three of them return home, Mary discovers that some truths are things she should have known from the beginning.

At the start there’s a fair bit of background and a little bit of character development that I thought was interesting, but rather than focus in that, the story moves quickly into a short scene of Mary self-pleasuring herself, then onto what amounts to a side trip into her thoughts and day. Then comes an encounter with her husband. By this time almost half the work has gone by and overall nothing really happens save for Mary thinking about sex almost all of the time.

Eventually the pair visit a “demon club”, which isn’t explained in any way at all as to how supernatural beings fit into this universe, they just do. There Mary gets carried away before encountering Dexter, the incubus of the story. He’s quite dominant, overtly sexual, and while not quite a stereotypical incubus, comes quite close to it on several occasions as the story moves back towards the main erotic passage.

That scene is, overall, porn more than erotica, goes over the top in a lot of ways and the heat in the scene doesn’t really come to the fore. It reads very much like “porn by the numbers” and while there are some hints of heat, the scene doesn’t burn as it should. Dexter displays some of his incubus powers, but he’s less of an incubus than a dominant male controlling a women while her husband watches. But it doesn’t have heat because the scene reads oddly, the characters’ dialogue seems almost robotic at times, and while Mary is used in all of the ways she needs to sate her hunger, there’s just a piece missing overall.

The work needs another editing because the dialog sounds odd, flat at times, and just reads wrong somehow from time to time. There are a number of spelling and grammar mistakes as well. The erotica reads more like porn than erotica and I found that, overall, not very hot at all. But the single thing that bothers me the most is the ending.

From the first page there was something about Mary being oversexed that, at least for me, made it obvious who and what she is. Given that there is an incubus in this work, I’ll leave the answer open, much as the author did. But if my theory is correct, then the author left an interesting plot to develop to the side, never explored it, and just off-handedly mentioned it on the final page. That felt like a afterthought and it shouldn’t be.

Telling that story, if not how it came to be, but what comes afterwards would make for an entire story on its own. I doubt that will ever happen because the author has a tendency to write a story, leave plots and characters dangling and never complete their story. This work could have been double the length and tell a complete story, but as soon as the main erotic event transpires, the author ends the story. It’s a shame really they do.

Two and a half out of five pitchforks.

The dialogue at times sounds odd, the work needs another editing pass, and the erotica really could be a lot less porn-like and more erotica by far. The ending leads to an obvious work to follow, but I doubt that will ever happen. It’s a shame because after all of the delay in this work to get to the point, it left a lot of story behind never told.



Aug 19 2016

A Review of Incubus Summoned by Roman Steele

Incubus Summoned by Roman Steele

Incubus Summoned by Roman Steele

A review of a work that is, quite sadly really, no longer available. I will admit that I take some time to get to all of the books on my reading list, but I do eventually. This particular work reads very much like it was meant to be the opening for a series, though that wasn’t clear if it was. But the world building is really excellent here.

The needs of the summoner matter, but so do those of the summoned. A deal struck sometimes comes with strings, or flaws. The danger comes in what happens when the summoner becomes the one who is enslaved.

  • Title: Incubus Summoned
  • Author: Roman Steele
  • Length: 11 Pages
  • Publishing Date: March 2, 2015
  • This work at – No Longer Available

The work tells the story of:

Shax is a hot as hell demon aching for release.

He longs to be summoned, after all the land of the living offers the pleasures of the flesh. When Jason, a cute young man with an interest in the occult performs a ritual to summon an Incubus, Shax heeds the call. Jason is under the assumption that he is summoning a love slave to keep all to himself, but he’s in for a surprise! It’s not long before the lusty demon shows Jason what true pleasure is, and that if you want to play with magic, follow the rules or suffer the consequences.

Shax tells of his world and the summoning that returns him to Earth once more. A mistake made means that he controls Jason, but that well brings what they both desire most of all.

The story is told from Shax’s perspective which brings with it a very dominate character. He is an incubus, there’s no question of that, but his focus seemed to be more on males than females. This then drives the plot towards Jason, his summoner, who forgets a step and falls into Shax’s clutches.

Much of the work is taken up by Shax telling about his world, the encounters there, and his aching need to come back to Earth and have “fun” with humans, who he adores. Along the way, he encounters other incubi and, more interestingly, he spends some time with Lilith. That moment in this work I found telling mainly for her power in the story, but more the heat that her appearance gave.

Once summoned and in the world again, I liked how Shax learned about the here and now he appeared in. It’s a short explanation, but really it’s one of the few times where an author didn’t simply hand wave how an incubus or succubus knew how things worked when they appeared.

The pulling of power between Shax and Jason was cute and while there is a D/s relationship that forms, it isn’t something that’s too far over the top or silly. Shax is in control, there’s no question, but his demands on Jason aren’t the sort of thing that would pull someone out of the story. Once controlled, the story moves from the telling to the erotica.

The erotica is a single hot flash which has some heat in it. It’s a bit porn movie in tone, but not too much so. It reads like an appetizer for what might come next rather than a complete story on its own. Past the climax, the story falls off quickly and the ending is very much open and suggesting what happens next to Jason will push him to his limits and likely cause him to fall, soul and all, to Shax.

As the world building takes up better than half of the work, the erotica feels like it’s rushed, at times almost like an afterthought. There are a few minor mistakes in dialogue, but otherwise the writing is good. The world building, as I have noted, is the best thing of all here and there lies the problem.

The work is no longer available, there was no second work to follow this one and it appears there never will be. The author has vanished along with all of their works. There is more story here than what appears, it’s too bad Shax’s story will not be told further, Jason’s future will not be seen and the questions will remain unanswered.

Three and a half out of five pitchforks.

The creation of the world that Shax exists in is what’s most interesting here. There’s quite a number of little stories hinted at, but never really told. The erotica has heat and it reads really well. It’s a good combination, but the latter half of the work seemed to be rushed. It’s a shame this work is no longer available for if there was a series to come from this, I think that would be quite telling.

But we’ll never know it seems.



Aug 18 2016

Succubi Image of the Week 448

Following last week’s art of the Aensland Sisters, this week a piece of Morrigan art to share. From the moment I saw this art I just adored her expression most of all… The eyes are, really, the windows to the soul…

Morrigan by Cameron Blakey Coloured by sistermcguire

Morrigan by Cameron Blakey Coloured by sistermcguire

This art was originally drawn by Cameron Blakey and the colouring is by sistermcguire on DeivantArt. You can find the original page on DeivantArt where I found this art here.

The original art gives Morrigan the most wonderful expression, her body shape feels right and looks right as well. The colouring just brings this out ever so much more. Amazing hair, the sheen in her clothing, the shading in her wings, it all brings out just how amazing this art is by far…