It’s supposed to be a criticism, isn’t it? That is dreadfully purple prose, how distracting and unnecessary, totally ruins the story! It’s a valid criticism when it comes to fiction, I suppose. Most fiction, anyway; I’ll defend Poppy Z. Brite’s ‘Swamp Foetus’ to the death, in ALL its lurid glory.
The one place I think purple prose fits, is in erotica. Specifically, in erotic hypnosis. Why? Because your mind is so open to suggestion, that it soaks up all those over-wrought details like a sponge, and feels them. There is emotion infused in those gleefully descriptive phrases, and intensity of sensation. To describe them is to bring them to life, to have you experience them as reality. There is more power in “Your dick flushes deep red and swells almost painfully hard in your cupped hand. You feel the sweat break out on your forehead, tingles creeping down your spine like sharp fingernails as you contemplate the order you’ve been given and the vicious intent behind it” than in “Your dick gets hard when she tells you what to do“.
There is an art to erotic description. A fine line between ‘what is this flowery bullshit?’ and ‘goddamn that was hot!’ It’s not always an easy line to locate, and it’s not an easy line to walk. But when it works? Good God, it works! I like to think I have a pretty decent grasp of when and how to employ this particular strategy, though I’ve been guilty a time or two of pushing it too far just for my own amusement. (Unrepentant, deal with it.)
I wonder though, is this something that only I care about? Is lurid and aggressively descriptive language a turn on for you, or too much when you’d prefer to let your imagination fill in the blanks? I am genuinely curious, so speak up. Comment, DM me @LaceLibertine, drop me an email. I want to know your thoughts on the best way to write erotica. Or why not share some of your own? If you’re brave enough. 😉
Hello darlings. I have a VERY special treat for you! Read on…
I have a lovely, sexy new mp3 in the works. One which is certain to become a firm favourite. This new session plants a special trigger in your brain, to turn you instantly into a helpless, befuddled, horny little mess when you hear it. I’ll be using a delicious fractionation induction to drop you deep into trance, where I can bypass all your critical and analytical functions, to fuck with your subconscious mind and your instinctive reactions.
What’s so special about this trigger, you ask? Well that’s the fun part, sweetness. The trigger is whatever you want it to be! When you pre-order this session, you get to choose the word or phrase that screws with your head. I will record a very special version of it just for you, including your name and trigger of choice!
This session is an open design, meaning that it does not demand submission to me or assume a submissive nature in general. It is pure eroticism, focusing solely on the mindless pleasure and intense arousal you feel when your trigger is spoken.
Once recording is complete, I will not be offering any further copies of this mp3, so order now to avoid disappointment!! Fill out the form below to order your personal copy of Bubble Brain, which will be ready for download by the end of this month.
You know you NEED it!
Fixed Price: $75
Pre-ordering works on a First Come First Served basis. I may end this promotion early if too many orders are received.
And we’re DONE.
I’ve been playing a lot with erotic humiliation recently. It’s a subject I never outwardly displayed too much interest in previously, and there is a reason for that. The adult entertainment scene is awash in humiliation. It’s everywhere. It’s wildly popular! And yet to me it’s lacking something. Some element of joy. Or some sweetness, perhaps.
To me, humiliating somebody is a very delicate thing. A very finely crafted act of tenderness. I want to see you open and raw, your very heart exposed to be stepped upon. Naked and infinitely vulnerable. I want to hurt you just enough… Juuuust enough to sting. And I want you to know, no matter what I make you do, no matter the names I call you or the deep embarrassment I cause you; it’s ok. It’s ok to allow yourself to be vulnerable with me. It’s safe. I won’t hate you for it. I won’t think less of you, though of course you’re going to have to take my word on that, since my words alone (in-session) imply the opposite.
And having sorted out that tangled web in my own heart, and having shared my conclusion with you in this blog post, I feel more free. Lighter. Happier. More inclined to share my love of all things sticky and sweaty and occasionally gross. 😉
And today I’m sharing something more than just thoughts. I’m sharing a brand new session. Shots Fired. You can go read about it, and if you feel the urge to open up more deeply than ever for me, you can purchase and listen. And know that I’m watching, sweetness. Watching with a beady eye, and smiling.
We all have them, don’t we? Those filthy little secrets that we keep hidden between the sheets and our own sweat-soaked skin… I could tell you that it’s nothing to be ashamed of, but sometimes the shame is what makes those naughty thoughts extra appealing. 😉
You lucky boys are in for a treat this weekend. Are you ready for it? I’m quite sure that with this one, half of you will be clutching your figurative pearls in horror, while the other half clutch your cocks to stave off the sudden rush of hot-filthy-omgyesplease! But I wonder how many of that first group will find themselves, over the coming weeks, returning again and again to the description of my latest session ‘Hidden Desires‘ and wondering… What if…?
Morbid curiosity, my darling? Or perhaps something more? Something deeper? Something that sparks off sharp little bolts of secret yearning in the deepest parts of your subconscious mind. And truly this is a powerful session, with a fascinating confusion induction, multi-layered vocal tracks, and an interesting new technique I decided to test out, using frequency clicking to deepen immersion and yet never quite let you drift completely away. You see, I want you present, but utterly helpless for this experience. Unable to forget what you’re hearing, what you’re doing, and still unable to break away from the fantasy either. Trapped within the secret sins of your soul, and my own hidden desire to see you bend and break.
You know you want to break for me. That much isn’t a secret.
Hello darlings, happy weekend to you all! This is just a short post to let you know that I’ve decided to start up my Vault game again.
If you’ve been a follower of mine for a while, you may remember this game from several years ago. From time to time, a ? will appear on my menu bar up top there. When you see it, that means there’s a special treat available for you in my Vault. It might be anything in there, anything at all. It might be a premium file, a sexy audio blog, a story, an unseen picture… Anything that takes my fancy.
But how do you play? Well sweetness, the page title is everything! Read it carefully, note it down. Figure out the clue and obtain the password. If you get it right, you’ll have instant access to the contents of the Vault for as long as it remains available. It’s as simple (if not necessarily as easy) as that.
Have fun! 😉