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Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica

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Writer and narrator of fantasy romance, monster smut, and everything in between. Patreon: patreon.com/cassie69a. SubscribeStar: Linktree: Email: cassie69anarration [at] gmail [dot] com.

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Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· 26d

Thank you for the tag! (And tagging @sixcilla.bsky.social!) I'm Cassie and I write fantasy erotica, monsterfucking, and angsty romance. Here's a morning-after scene from my still-untitled WIP 👇🏼

Excerpt from Cassie's WIP:

Her hand slid down his chest, stopping just above his engorged cocks. He stilled as she peered at them, eyes wide. But she seemed more curious than afraid now. He felt self-conscious under her intense gaze, but he’d explored her body thoroughly enough the night before. So when she glanced up as though to ask permission, he smiled encouragingly, and she returned a tentative smile before lowering her eyes again. Her fingers traversed the last few lozh’eav to reach his upper cock, pause, and then begin to touch him.

Bostik watched as she examined him carefully, biting her lip in concentration. Even if she had seen a man’s body before, human men only had a single cock, which lacked the thick rings that many Vokhe men possessed. Bostik himself had seven on his lower cock; she was inspecting them now. Her gaze rose to meet his, brows furrowed questioningly.

“Those are suk’at’eav,” he told her. “They’re meant to give you pleasure.”

She returned her attention downward as though satisfied by this explanation. With a feather-light touch, she ran her finger along the length of him, over the rib-like ridges. Perhaps she thought they were sensitive, like she was between her lower lips. He smiled, remembering how soft and wet she’d been there, and her lovely cries as he stimulated her mese. Most Vokhe women had one, and he’d hoped she did as well. How wondrous it had been to give her such pleasure.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Jul 10

Thank you for the tag! (And tagging @sixcilla.bsky.social!) I'm Cassie, writer and narrator of fantasy erotica and romance. I do monsterfucking, kidnapped princesses, and emotionally tortured MCs. Here's an excerpt of my still-untitled WIP, which includes all three 👇🏼

Excerpt from Cassie's WIP:

She turned her head up to meet him, parting her lips to call his name. But he must have been waiting for this, because he kissed her first, and the fire that had died down came roaring back to life. She moaned into his mouth, desire pulsing through her veins. He pulled back and bit her lip, and she could feel his members twitch inside her as she whimpered. His breath was turning ragged, but she wasn’t afraid. She brushed her nose against him, breathing his name into his skin.

He groaned in response, tightening his fingertips against her palms. Then he nipped at the back of her neck, sending a jolt of pleasure down to her groin. The ache between her thighs had returned, overshadowing the pain, and her holes were almost throbbing now, desperate for something more. It wasn’t enough that he was filling her up; she needed him to move inside her.

And he did. Slowly at first, his short strokes teasing her rear and her sex. But she whined for more, and then his next thrust sent a blaze of lightning racing through her body. She nearly wailed with pleasure, and then the feeling spread outward from her core as he thrust once more.

His member was rubbing against the same place he’d massaged with his fingers, she realized. Only now it was overwhelming, each stroke near drowning her with intoxication. All she could think was that she wanted more, she wanted to be overcome with the power of his body pushing deep inside her.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Jul 2

Thank you for the artshare! I'm Cassie, writer and narrator of fantasy erotica. I don't have any werewolves (yet), but I do have a guy with two dicks, and one of them is ribbed 😁 Here's a morning-after scene 👇🏻

Excerpt from Cassie's WIP:

Her hand slid down his chest, stopping just above his engorged cocks. He stilled as she peered at them, eyes wide. But she seemed more curious than afraid now. He felt self-conscious under her intense gaze, but he’d explored her body thoroughly enough the night before. So when she glanced up as though to ask permission, he smiled encouragingly, and she returned a tentative smile before lowering her eyes again. Her fingers traversed the last few lozh’eav to reach his upper cock, pause, and then begin to touch him.

Bostik watched as she examined him carefully, biting her lip in concentration. Even if she had seen a man’s body before, human men only had a single cock, which lacked the thick rings that many Vokhe men possessed. Bostik himself had seven on his lower cock; she was inspecting them now. Her gaze rose to meet his, brows furrowed questioningly.

“Those are suk’at’eav,” he told her. “They’re meant to give you pleasure.”

She returned her attention downward as though satisfied by this explanation. With a feather-light touch, she ran her finger along the length of him, over the rib-like ridges. Perhaps she thought they were sensitive, like she was between her lower lips. He smiled, remembering how soft and wet she’d been there, and her lovely cries as he stimulated her mese. Most Vokhe women had one, and he’d hoped she did as well. How wondrous it had been to give her such pleasure.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Jun 26

I’ll go first! Here’s my OG couple by @saturn8light.bsky.social. Litheian likes swimming, though she doesn’t get to do it often, unless you count splashing in the fountain with their toddler. Bethaer likes going horseback riding or practicing his swordsmanship and then taking a long bath.

Sweethearts art commission by @saturn8light.bsky.social of Bethaer and Litheian, the main couple from Cassie’s novel "The Dove and the Hawk." They are seated side by side and holding hands over her pregnant belly. Bethaer has short brown hair and green eyes, and is wearing a red robe and a furred cloak. Litheian has long dark hair and brown eyes, and is wearing a white dress and a red cloak. In the background are red roses.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Jun 26

Celebrating 1k followers with an OC share! ♻️ Repost for visibility 🗣️ Introduce your OCs 🙏🏼 Alt text encouraged 💬 Interact with others ✅ Label NSFW ✅ Credit art that isn’t yours ✅ Tag your friends ❌ NO gen/A/I or N/F/T #oc #ocsky #ocshare #originalcharacters #artshare #art #artsky

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1k Followers OC Share! Introduce your OCs and ask others about theirs!

Starter question: What’s their favorite summer treat/activity?

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✗ genAI NFT

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· May 22

Thank you for the tag! And tagging @sixcilla.bsky.social! I'm Cassie, writer and narrator of fantasy erotica, romance, and monsterfucking. Here's an excerpt from my WIP "By Any Other Name":

Excerpt from Cassie's WIP "BY Any Other Name":

“Master?” she asked softly.

“Yes, Rose?”

“May I… try a larger size?”

His brows furrowed. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, master. Please?”

“Alright then.” He patted her knee before reaching for the plug.

She bit her lip to keep from making any noise as he pulled it out slowly, increasing the pressure against her asshole. It felt so delicious against her tight entrance, but then the tool popped out of her. But she didn’t have to wait long before he pressed a larger one against her hole, gradually opening her on its girth. She whimpered as it sank into her, clenching around the cold metal.

“Is it too much?” he asked, voice worried.

She blushed. “No, master. It… it feels good.”

“Does it?” he replied, a grin spreading across his face.

“Yes, master.” She wasn’t sure what to make of his response. Was he going to tease her, as he liked to do sometimes?

“Then how about I play with you and help you feel good?”

She widened her eyes, surprised and eager. “Oh, yes, master, please!”

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· May 1

Thank you for the tag! I'm Cassie, writer and narrator of fantasy erotica, romance, and monsterfucking. Here's an excerpt from my current WIP "By Any Other Name" 👇🏼

Excerpt from Cassie's WIP "By Any Other Name":

“Master?” she asked softly.

“Yes, Rose?”

“May I… try a larger size?”

His brows furrowed. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, master. Please?”

“Alright then.” He patted her knee before reaching for the plug.

She bit her lip to keep from making any noise as he pulled it out slowly, increasing the pressure against her asshole. It felt so delicious against her tight entrance, but then the tool popped out of her. But she didn’t have to wait long before he pressed a larger one against her hole, gradually opening her on its girth. She whimpered as it sank into her, clenching around the cold metal.

“Is it too much?” he asked, voice worried.

She blushed. “No, master. It… it feels good.”

“Does it?” he replied, a grin spreading across his face.

“Yes, master.” She wasn’t sure what to make of his response. Was he going to tease her, as he liked to do sometimes?

“Then how about I play with you and help you feel good?”

She widened her eyes, surprised and eager. “Oh, yes, master, please!”

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Apr 29

#FantasyIndiesApril // Day 29 Rose worries at her hands when she's nervous. Taireus does a lot of gentle laughs, or maybe that's just when Rose is around... #Writing #AmWriting #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #IndieFantasy #AdultFantasy

Fantasy Indies April prompts by @ChesneyInfalt & @LydiaVRussell

1. Introduce yourself & WIP
2. Season(s) in WIP
3. Free Friday or how do you come up with book titles?
4. Saturday Snippet
5. Where would your characters want to travel?
6. Describe your characters’ homes/homelands
7. Animals in WIP
8. Do you reread books?
9. What do your characters take for granted?
10. Free Friday or when did you first start writing stories?
11. Saturday Snippet
12. Routines in WIP
13. MC’s childhood
14. How would your characters describe themselves?
15. Preferred reading format(s)
16. Flash Fiction about a storm
17. Free Friday or how do you choose your next read or WIP?
18. Saturday Snippet
19. Nicknames in WIP
20. What words do you tend to overuse in your writing?
21. Have others ask anything about your WIP(s)
22. Tropes or subgenres you’d love to see more of
23. Plants in WIP
24. Free Friday or comfort books/movies/tv shows
25. Saturday Snippet
26. Character scars or injuries
27. Which part of the writing process is your favourite?
28. Tough decisions in WIP
29. Character habits
30. Monthly Wrap-Up

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Apr 24

Thank you for the share! And thank you @intimatestrudel.bsky.social for the tag! Tagging @sixcilla.bsky.social 🥰 I write fantasy erotica; here's a SFW excerpt 👇🏼

Excerpt from Cassie's WIP:

Usul took small steps, but she reached it all too soon, her heart beating hard in her chest. A male servant knocked, calling out that she had arrived.

“Send her in,” came the reply, deep and strangely accented.

The door was opened and she stepped through, keeping her eyes low. He was seated on a low bed, his loose trousers tucked into high boots with upturned toes. She flinched as the door shut behind her with a thud. Bringing her hands together, she tried to slow her breaths.

He stood and walked towards her deliberately, reaching out to lift her veil. She averted her eyes, not wanting to look at him. He laid the gossamer fabric back over her headdress, and then he took her hands in his.

She wanted to pull away from him, his large hands and tall frame. She wanted to beg him not to do this, to turn around and escape this room. But she couldn’t.

“May I know your name?” he asked in Surinian.

She gasped, jerking her gaze upwards and flinching at what she saw. His skin was brownish-green, with dark lips and a wide nose, and his eyes – they were nearly golden.

Staring into them, so much like her sister’s, she almost forgot her fear. “Do you know my language?” she asked, desperation bleeding into her voice.

He smiled sadly and shook his head. “I only know a few words.”

“Oh.” She looked away, tears pricking her eyes. Of course he didn’t speak a southern tongue, and even if he did, there was nothing she could tell him. Not without risking her sister’s life.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Apr 20

Congratulations on 1.5k! And thanks for the raffle. I'd love a bust of my OC Rose.

Picrew of Cassie's OC Rose, a Roman slave from Gaul, using djarn's character maker. Her head is tilted slightly to the right and her expression is neutral. She has bright blue eyes, red hair that falls down her back past her shoulders, and she is wearing a dark pink sleeveless top.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Apr 18

#FantasyIndiesApril // Day 18 In today's #SaturdaySnippet, Rose meets a secondary character whom I dislike, but also love writing 😆 #Writing #AmWriting #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #IndieFantasy #AdultFantasy

Excerpt from Cassie's WIP "By Any Other Name":

She carried a small armful to the kitchen, where Ovidia met her at the door and sighed gratefully, showing her where to stack the wood. Back and forth she went until Talia told her to haul water from the drinking fountain instead. Once that was done, she returned the bucket next to the trough, wondering how else to make herself useful.

“Who are you?” came a voice behind her, making her jump.

Rose turned and saw a tall young woman carrying a jar, which she set down carefully on the paving stones before putting her hands to her hips and tapping her foot impatiently.

“You can’t just wander into people’s homes, you know,” she scolded, and Rose bit her lip. This must be Silvia.

“I – I came from the Parides bathhouse,” she stammered. “I belong to Lord Murena now.”

“Do you?” scoffed Silvia. “That isn’t very like him.”

“I was a gift,” Rose explained, embarrassed.

This piqued the girl’s interest. “Really? From whom?”

“Lord Clodian,” she answered.

To her surprise, Silvia snorted and rolled her eyes. “It figures. That playboy is always trying to get our lordship to stoop to his level. As though our lord isn’t the head of his household already, working hard to provide for the future of his clan.”

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Apr 17

Thank you for the tag! I'm Cassie, writer and narrator of fantasy romance, erotica, and monsterfucking. Here's a small excerpt from one of my WIPs. And tagging @sixcilla.bsky.social!

Excerpt from one of Cassie's WIPs:

He breathed out slowly as the past night’s memories washed over him. Her deep-colored eyes that he’d covered when she feared to look at him. Her dusky lips that had returned his first, cautious kiss. And her soft skin, which he’d caressed and stroked and bitten as she made the sweetest sounds. She’d cried out so beautifully when she came, her body tightening around him. He’d never felt such bliss as when his knot swelled inside her and his cocks pumped her full of his cum. And when he was done, he’d wanted to savor their closeness, as Vokhe did after lying together.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Apr 15

And you can of course read the original fanfic (with fanart!) by isthisselfcare on AO3: archiveofourown.org/works/34500952.

Cover art by fronchfry111 for "Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love" by isthisselfcare. It features the title in a shaded-in serif font and a pair of bight red sunglasses with heart-shaped lenses,

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Apr 13

#FantasyIndiesApril // Day 13 Taireus spent his childhood between the city and the countryside, learning at school and at home. Rose's childhood was cut short when she was captured by slavers. #Writing #AmWriting #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #IndieFantasy #AdultFantasy

Fantasy Indies April prompts by @ChesneyInfalt & @LydiaVRussell

1. Introduce yourself & WIP
2. Season(s) in WIP
3. Free Friday or how do you come up with book titles?
4. Saturday Snippet
5. Where would your characters want to travel?
6. Describe your characters’ homes/homelands
7. Animals in WIP
8. Do you reread books?
9. What do your characters take for granted?
10. Free Friday or when did you first start writing stories?
11. Saturday Snippet
12. Routines in WIP
13. MC’s childhood
14. How would your characters describe themselves?
15. Preferred reading format(s)
16. Flash Fiction about a storm
17. Free Friday or how do you choose your next read or WIP?
18. Saturday Snippet
19. Nicknames in WIP
20. What words do you tend to overuse in your writing?
21. Have others ask anything about your WIP(s)
22. Tropes or subgenres you’d love to see more of
23. Plants in WIP
24. Free Friday or comfort books/movies/tv shows
25. Saturday Snippet
26. Character scars or injuries
27. Which part of the writing process is your favourite?
28. Tough decisions in WIP
29. Character habits
30. Monthly Wrap-Up

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Apr 11

#FantasyIndiesApril // Day 11 Today's #SaturdaySnippet is from Rose and Taireus' second ever meeting... in which she gets to know him *very* well 🌶️🌶️🌶️ #Writing #AmWriting #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #IndieFantasy #AdultFantasy

Excerpt from Cassie's WIP "By Any Other Name":

“Come now, Taireus,” said the man who’d called himself Lord Clodian. “Get up out of the water so the girl can use her mouth on you.”

For a moment she thought he’d refuse, but then he lifted himself elegantly onto the ledge, his long legs reaching the seat where the other men about him were sitting. She stepped closer, heart beating painfully hard in her chest, and raised her eyes to his groin.

Could he hear her gasp, looking at his cock? She hadn’t minded it when she’d been massaging him, used to ignoring whatever fell between men’s legs. But now it held her full attention, tall and hard and twitching. His ball sacks below were firm and tight, and she swallowed, trying to remember her lessons.

She had to get this right. She couldn’t fail.

Tentatively, she reached forward and put her hands on his thighs. He inhaled sharply but let her spread his legs, leaning back as she knelt upon the submerged seat between his feet.

His member was right in front of her now. The foreskin was pulled back from the glans, and the whole organ was throbbing. Did it match the beat of his heart? Was he as nervous as her?

Before she lost her courage, she leaned down and licked at the tip of his cock. This earned her another sharp inhale as his member jumped. That was good, she told herself, remembering Ganuta’s instruction.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Apr 9

Thanks for the artshare! I'm Cassie, writer and narrator of fantasy erotica, romance, and monsterfucking. I haven't written any werewolves (yet), but I offer an MMC with two dicks instead 👇

Excerpt of Cassie's WIP:

“Usul,” he crooned. He slid his hand down her belly to her lower lips, which had been split apart by his manhood, rubbing first one side of her slit and then the other.

His fingers teased small flashes of pleasure from her body, lessening the burn of him easing his way deeper between her thighs. He groaned as he bottomed out in her, pausing only a moment before covering her hands with his. Then he pushed her forward, forcing the rest of her body down onto the fur as he pulled her hands further up the bed.

She was lying spread-eagle beneath him now, trapped under the hard planes of his body. They were so close that she could feel him press down on her as he inhaled, and she tried to focus on his breathing, tried to match her breaths to his. It didn’t change anything, she told herself, that he had two members where a man had one. She’d already prepared herself to be taken either way; that he could do both at once meant nothing.

Still, it felt so different. She’d thought she was full before, but now she was filled to bursting. How could she even fit all of him inside her? Her membranes were stretched thin, and she could feel his organs twitch against her.

Bostik laced his fingers between hers, lifting his head to nuzzle the back of her neck. He alternated between tender kisses and soothing murmurs, though his voice was husky with need.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Apr 5

Here's my OG couple Bethaer and Litheian by @saturn8light.bsky.social. They met when Bethaer's father gave Litheian to him after she was taken captive in war. They were both in dark places, but supported each other and came out the other side of the war united and in love and ready to be a family.

Sweethearts art commission by @saturn8light.bsky.social of Bethaer and Litheian, the main couple from Cassie’s novel "The Dove and the Hawk." The couple is seated next to each other and holding hands over her pregnant belly. Bethaer has short brown hair and green eyes, and is wearing a red robe and a furred cloak. Litheian has long dark hair and brown eyes, and is wearing a white dress and a red cloak. In the background are red roses.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Apr 4

#FantasyIndiesApril // Day 4 Today's #SaturdaySnippet is from Rose's POV, after her first meeting with Taireus. #Writing #AmWriting #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #IndieFantasy #AdultFantasy

Fantasy Indies April prompts by @ChesneyInfalt & @LydiaVRussell

1. Introduce yourself & WIP
2. Season(s) in WIP
3. Free Friday or how do you come up with book titles?
4. Saturday Snippet
5. Where would your characters want to travel?
6. Describe your characters’ homes/homelands
7. Animals in WIP
8. Do you reread books?
9. What do your characters take for granted?
10. Free Friday or when did you first start writing stories?
11. Saturday Snippet
12. Routines in WIP
13. MC’s childhood
14. How would your characters describe themselves?
15. Preferred reading format(s)
16. Flash Fiction about a storm
17. Free Friday or how do you choose your next read or WIP?
18. Saturday Snippet
19. Nicknames in WIP
20. What words do you tend to overuse in your writing?
21. Have others ask anything about your WIP(s)
22. Tropes or subgenres you’d love to see more of
23. Plants in WIP
24. Free Friday or comfort books/movies/tv shows
25. Saturday Snippet
26. Character scars or injuries
27. Which part of the writing process is your favourite?
28. Tough decisions in WIP
29. Character habits
30. Monthly Wrap-Up

Excerpt of Cassie's WIP "By Any Other Name". Text reads:

Rose was pulled from her thoughts by Vatia’s voice calling her name. She turned to face her superior, hoping she wasn’t about to be summoned to another private room.

“Here,” the older woman said, holding out a silver coin. Rose stared at it uncertainly, and Vatia sighed, pulling Rose’s hand out and placing the coin in her palm. “He left this for you, along with his thanks,” she explained.

Rose stared down at it, still processing the meaning of the shining thing in her hand.

“Is that her first tip?” exclaimed Mirelia, one of the younger bath slaves. “And it’s silver?”

“Who got a silver tip?” asked another slave, poking her head through the door.

“It’s Rose!” gasped yet another voice, and soon she was surrounded by jostling figures eager to catch a glimpse of a coin rarely seen by slaves, worth twenty copper ones.

“What did you do?” asked Ganuta, a pleasure slave who’d taken Rose under her wing when she first arrived.

Rose blushed. “I only helped to wash his back, and then I massaged him.”

“I was just in the massage room, and I didn’t see you there,” Ganuta replied, brows knit.

“We were in a private room,” Rose admitted, her blush deepening.

Beside her, Halit giggled. “So that’s how you got a silver. Let him have a taste, did you?”

Ganuta cast a meaningful look at the gossipy youngster. “Don’t say such nonsense. She’s still in training.”

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Apr 3

‪Thanks for hosting! And thank you @mlgfreezypop.bsky.social for the tag! Tagging @sixcilla.bsky.social! I'm Cassie, writer and narrator of fantasy romance, monsterfucking, and everything in between! Here's a spicy sneak peek of my as-yet-untitled WIP about a human FMC x fantasy race MMC 👇🏼

Excerpt from Cassie's WIP. Text reads:

“Usul,” he crooned. He slid his hand down her belly to her lower lips, which had been split apart by his manhood, rubbing first one side of her slit and then the other.

His fingers teased small flashes of pleasure from her body, lessening the burn of him easing his way deeper between her thighs. He groaned as he bottomed out in her, pausing only a moment before covering her hands with his. Then he pushed her forward, forcing the rest of her body down onto the fur as he pulled her hands further up the bed.

She was lying spread-eagle beneath him now, trapped under the hard planes of his body. They were so close that she could feel him press down on her as he inhaled, and she tried to focus on his breathing, tried to match her breaths to his. It didn’t change anything, she told herself, that he had two members where a man had one. She’d already prepared herself to be taken either way; that he could do both at once meant nothing.

Still, it felt so different. She’d thought she was full before, but now she was filled to bursting. How could she even fit all of him inside her? Her membranes were stretched thin, and she could feel his organs twitch against her.

Bostik laced his fingers between hers, lifting his head to nuzzle the back of her neck. He alternated between tender kisses and soothing murmurs, though his voice was husky with need.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Mar 31

#FantasyIndiesMarch // Day 31 I'm bad at wrapping things up. Good thing I'll be posting more about "By Any Other Name" next month for #FantasyIndiesApril 😆 #Writing #AmWriting #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #IndieFantasy #AdultFantasy

Fantasy Indies March prompts by @ChesneyInfalt & @LydiaVRussell

1. Introduce yourself & WIP with emojis
2. Characters’ guilty pleasures
3. Lies or rumors in WIP
4. Do your characters believe in luck or fate?
5. Risks in WIP
6. Free Friday or post some good fortune
7. Saturday Snippet
8. Characters’ Phobias
9. Would your characters fight their fate or embrace it?
10. Superstitions in WIP
11. Flash fiction with the word “fate”
12. Humor in WIP or share a bookish joke
13. Free Friday or How many WIPs do you work on at once?
14. Saturday Snippet
15. Characters’ Quirks
16. Would your MC rather fix a past mistake or get a glimpse into their future?
17. Surprising fact about your MC
18. Prophecy in WIP
19. Which character has the worst luck?
20. Free Friday or share your favourite authors
21. Saturday Snippet
22. Crazy moment in WIP
23. Last, Current, & Next Reads
24. Do your characters have a lucky object?
25. Compromises in WIP
26. WIP Aesthetic board
27. Free Friday or Classic books you recommend
28. Saturday Snippet
29. WIP magic system
30. Characters’ accomplishments
31. Monthly Wrap-Up

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Mar 28

#FantasyIndiesMarch // Day 28 For this month's final #SaturdaySnippet, here's some spice for you, from Taireus' POV. #Writing #AmWriting #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #IndieFantasy #AdultFantasy

Excerpt of Cassie's WIP "By Any Other Name". Text reads:

He lowered his head to rest his forehead on hers, feeling her pulse beat against his fingers. “Oh, Rose,” he murmured. “You please me so much, I fear losing control of myself when you’re near.”

She inhaled sharply, but her voice was steady. “You needn’t hold back, master. I’m meant to be used however you desire.”

How could she speak of herself like that? It ignited his loins, and he groaned. “You shouldn’t say such things, Rose,” he said, voice husky. “You don’t know what I want to do with you.”

Her breaths were faster now, and he could nearly feel the rise and fall of her chest. “How do you want me, master?”

“I want to see your lovely lips around my cock again,” he confessed. “You did so well, if I didn’t know better, I’d think it wasn’t your first time.”

She brought her hands to his knees, her touch so light it ghosted his flesh. “I trained for years,” she explained softly. “I watched others and practiced with wooden tools.”

“Is that why you were able to take me so deeply?” he asked her, remembering the feel of her throat against the head of his member.

“Yes, master,” she answered. Her hands moved up his thighs, making his cock pulse.

“Do you mean to tell me, that if I opened your pretty mouth and fucked you deep and hard, it wouldn’t hurt you?”

“No, master,” she murmured, her hands sliding up to reach his groin.

It was too much for him. He lowered his lips to hers, catching them in his, surprised and gratified as she returned his kisses with her own. She opened her lips and he plunged his tongue into her mouth, making her moan. Their tongues circled each other until he pulled back, panting for breath.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Mar 23

#FantasyIndiesMarch // Day 23 Accidentally did today's prompt yesterday, so for yesterday's prompt: The craziest moment is probably in the second chapter, when Taireus' friend challenges Rose's owner to a... racy offer. #Writing #AmWriting #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #IndieFantasy #AdultFantasy

Fantasy Indies March prompts by @ChesneyInfalt & @LydiaVRussell

1. Introduce yourself & WIP with emojis
2. Characters’ guilty pleasures
3. Lies or rumors in WIP
4. Do your characters believe in luck or fate?
5. Risks in WIP
6. Free Friday or post some good fortune
7. Saturday Snippet
8. Characters’ Phobias
9. Would your characters fight their fate or embrace it?
10. Superstitions in WIP
11. Flash fiction with the word “fate”
12. Humor in WIP or share a bookish joke
13. Free Friday or How many WIPs do you work on at once?
14. Saturday Snippet
15. Characters’ Quirks
16. Would your MC rather fix a past mistake or get a glimpse into their future?
17. Surprising fact about your MC
18. Prophecy in WIP
19. Which character has the worst luck?
20. Free Friday or share your favourite authors
21. Saturday Snippet
22. Crazy moment in WIP
23. Last, Current, & Next Reads
24. Do your characters have a lucky object?
25. Compromises in WIP
26. WIP Aesthetic board
27. Free Friday or Classic books you recommend
28. Saturday Snippet
29. WIP magic system
30. Characters’ accomplishments
31. Monthly Wrap-Up

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Mar 21

#FantasyIndiesMarch // Day 21 Here's an extra-long #SaturdaySnippet, from Rose's POV #Writing #AmWriting #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #IndieFantasy #AdultFantasy

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He released her and was silent for a while. “I didn’t mean to frighten you, Rose. I’m not angry with you; I’m angry that you were hurt because of me.”

She opened her mouth to protest, but he put a finger to her lips. “Don’t ask me not to blame myself, and don’t say your injuries are nothing.” She closed her mouth and nodded silently, and he withdrew his finger. “I’ll call for a doctor to examine you. Be truthful with her and do as she tells you.”
“Please don’t trouble yourself, master,” she said. “I’m fine.”

“That,” he replied sharply. “That is what you mustn’t do when the doctor asks you how you feel.”

She hung her head, embarrassed and unused to being the center of attention. Slaves served their masters, not the other way around. “Please, master,” she said softly. “I’m only a briatuna.”

“Even so,” he replied, “you’re worth a great deal to me, Rose.”

She took a breath, her confusion clearing. Of course he wouldn’t want such a valuable asset as herself to be harmed or damaged.

“Forgive me, master,” she murmured. “I didn’t mean to question you.”

Unexpectedly, she felt his hand atop her head. He began to pet her hair, as one might do with a frightened animal. “Did Gallio anger easily?” he asked her gently.

“Yes, master.” She swallowed back the memories of her first year with him, traveling south to Caegis to live in his home, being punished when she wasn’t learning Enerian fast enough for his liking.

He interrupted her thoughts with another question. “I see you aren’t wearing your new sandals. Do they not fit well?”

Rose flushed. “No, master, they do!” she assured him. “I just – I forgot about them.”

He chuckled, patting her head. “I told Camilia to get a few more venusti for you. Is there anything else you need?”

She shook her head. “No, master.”

“Well, if you ever do, ask Camilia.”

“I will, master.”

“Good. Now go back to your room and rest until the doctor arrives. Don’t argue,” he added, and she blushed.

“Yes, master.”

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Mar 20

One day, I will write a short about a centaur sub and his human domme. It will be called "She Holds the Crop." Very much inspired by this piece by yayayoshi_ over on Xitter: x.com/yayayoshi_/s...

Art by yayayoshi_ of a centaur lying on the ground and turned back towards the human riding them, who gives them a kiss on the cheek. The centaur is outfitted in horse-riding gear, including boots, a saddle and saddle pad, a modified bridle, and various leather straps around their chest and arms to tie their arms behind their back. The human is wearing a casual riding outfit and holding a crop.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Mar 15

Birthday #Artshare! All art forms welcome! #NSFW encouraged! ✅ Repost this for visibility ✅ Introduce yourself and share your art ✅ Interact with others and tag your friends Remember to properly tag NSFW content. Absolutely NO gen/A/I or N/F/T. #SelfPromo #ArtistSupport

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Birthday Artshare!

All art forms welcome!
NSFW encouraged!

Promote yourself
Tag your friends
Support others

✓ tag NSFW content
✗ gen/AI NFT

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Mar 14

#FantasyIndiesMarch // Day 14 Today's #SaturdaySnippet is from Taireus' POV, during his first meal after bringing Rose home. #Writing #AmWriting #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #IndieFantasy #AdultFantasy

Excerpt of Cassie's WIP "By Any Other Name," from Taireus' POV:

Taireus glanced over at her once more, seeing a small frown marring her pretty face. Before he could tumble into another long bemusement over its meaning, she spoke up.

“Is the food not to your liking, master?” she asked softly.

Gods, the spark of fire that coursed through him, to hear her call him that way.

“No, Rose,” he managed to reply. “The food is acceptable.”

“Then are you no longer hungry, master?”

“No, I could eat more,” he replied unhelpfully.

“Then…” she began uncertainly, “is there something that troubles you, master?”

“You don’t have any shoes, do you?” he asked in return, watching as her frown deepened in confusion.

“No, master,” she answered, her voice betraying worry. “Only my sandals from the bathhouse.”

Why was she concerned? Did she think he’d be angry with her for that, when it was his responsibility to clothe and feed her now?

“Go with Caius this afternoon and have him buy you a pair,” he told her.

Her eyes widened. “Out-outside, master?”

“Yes, where else?” he retorted, amused.

There it was again, a blush rising sweetly across her face. How lovely she looked, all flush and flustered.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Mar 13

Thank you for the tag! I'm Cassie, writer and narrator of fantasy romance, monster/human smut, and everything in between. Here's an excerpt from my dark erotic story "The Centaur's Pet." And tagging @sixcilla.bsky.social! bsky.app/profile/cass...

Excerpt of Cassie's story "The Centaur's Pet":

What roused him the next morning was a strange smell, earthy and robust, and he spent a few moments walking about the room to find its source until he stopped in front of his pet. She stood awkwardly, shame-faced and staring at the floor, and he realized why she’d been so reserved the day before.

“Niri,” he said, “you’re in heat, aren’t you?”

Her blush deepened. “Yes, master,” she nearly whispered.

Wordlessly he picked her up and carried her to the marriage table, laying her back and spreading her legs. She whimpered and shut her eyes, and he knew what she expected of him. “It’s alright, Niri,” he soothed her. “I’m only going to look.”

With her legs splayed open, the source of her musky scent was obvious. Her sex was swollen and dark, her nub engorged, and between her lower lips a slippery fluid pooled. He longed to rub her body’s juices around her slit, into her core, knowing she couldn’t help but to feel aroused at his touch. But she was still afraid; he could feel it in her racing heart and clenched stomach and rapid breaths. One day, all these would be signs of her lust for him, her eagerness to be fucked by her master. But not today.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Mar 12

You have to provide an email, but you can choose to submit anonymously instead of giving your name. You can write in the text box or upload a document. Here's my comment as an example, but you don't have to be nearly so wordy or formal.

Currently, payment processors (like Visa and Mastercard), online payment services (like Stripe and PayPal), and banks do not allow customers to purchase many LEGAL goods and services. Since last summer especially, they have cracked down on adult content like art, writing, video games, and other media made by adults and for adults, which are completely legal to make, possess, and sell. Under the guise of “preventing harm,” they are playing arbiter to how consenting adults can use their own money.

Of course, many genres of adult content can make people uncomfortable or distressed, or they might find it disgusting, obscene, disturbing, degrading, etc. Some people might say that more “extreme” or “niche” forms of adult content are harmful, because what they depict would in the real world be wrong and often illegal. But these are fictional depictions. Creators obviously consented to making it, and consumers consent to buying it. But payment processors want to arbitrate what kinds of adult content is acceptable, regardless of legality.

Because a small number of companies have near-monopolies on how customers can make online purchases, if they determine that someone has violated their terms of service, then that person is nearly completely cut off from being able to make money, or to buy things. So these restrictions have done actual harm to many independent artists, writers, game developers, and other creators of adult content. Many of them are self-employed or own small businesses who operate mostly or solely online, and arbitrary expansions of prohibited content puts their livelihoods at risk. What are they to do if the vast majority of banking and payment services are off-limits to them, not because their work is illegal, but because these companies simply do not want to be associated with it?

It may not be government censorship, but it denies working people access to essential financial services, without which it is nearly impossible to survive in modern societ…

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Mar 9

I'm Cassie! I like writing (and narrating) noncon and dubcon monster/human sex, including anal, forced breeding, and bondage. You can find my work here: linktr.ee/cassie69a Tagging @sixcilla.bsky.social

Excerpt of Cassie's short story "Fire and Ice". Text reads:

Mina held her breath. He’d said he’d untie her afterwards, so what was this? Not that she was complaining. Her ankle freed, she rotated it, sensation prickling back into her toes. He moved on to her other ankle, untying the knot easily.

“Thank you,” she said, relieved. “Now if you could just do my wrists, then –”

“Are you going to cooperate, my bride?” he asked her icily.

She froze. She had no intention of doing so, but if she could lie convincingly enough –

“I didn’t think so,” he said. Then he reached for her torso, and she was suddenly flipped over unceremoniously, face-first onto the bed.

She tried to kick him, but he caught her leg and forced it back onto the bed, tying it down. She flailed her free leg, trying to blindly dodge his grip, but it was useless. Soon she was tied down again, her hands twisted together above her head. Mina scrabbled at the knots once more, flexing her wrists and reaching her thumbs and fingers to gain some hold on the ropes. But it was pointless; she was helplessly splayed out before him once again.

She tried to think of something she could do, anything. Then it occurred to her.

“Touch me again and I’ll scream!” she threatened.

He chuckled. “Oh, I’ll certainly make you scream, my dear.”

“Fuck you!” she spat.

“That’s right, my fiery-tempered bride,” he said. “You’re perfect for me. I’ve waited so long for you to come of age.”

Excerpt of Cassie's short story "Unicorn Breed". Text reads:

He stepped closer and she shied back, falling onto the ground. Her hands scrabbled behind her for something to throw at him, but the dirt was moving like water through her fingers. She looked behind her with horror, watching as the soil gave way to large rocks that fit together and rose up like an altar. Now she was rising too, her buttocks seated on the edge of the smooth stone surface as she twisted and turned. But the roots tightened about her ankles, spreading them apart as more of them found her hands to bind her wrists together behind her.

She thrashed and flailed as they pulled her taut, until there was no more room to struggle. All the while he gazed at her with unblinking eyes, so heartlessly wielding the very forest against her.

Now she was folded over the corner of the rocky altar, her arms above her head and her legs pulled toward the ground and her groin jutting out at the perfect height for him to –

“No,” she moaned, tears welling in her eyes. “Please don’t.”

He stamped the ground and huffed. "I was going to go slowly with you, but you ran away."

“No, please,” she whimpered, “please don’t hurt me.”

"The pleasure will outweigh the pain," he replied. He lowered his head to her sex, her pussy lips split open for him to sniff deeply. Then his great, muscled tongue pushed between her folds, causing a wave of pleasure to shoot up her spine.

"That’s right, little human." His voice in her head was rough and strained. "Warm up your body for my cock."

Excerpt from Cassie's story "The Centaur's Pet". Text reads:

He turned her around, admiring the way the ropes outlined her bosom. Perhaps some other time he might use a different tie, cinch the ropes around her breasts to make them hurt or arouse her against her will. She was already trembling, the rise and fall of her chest more labored as the ropes restrained her movement. He’d already considered this, gauging that it would encourage her to breathe deep in her belly, helping to calm her.

Now, to keep her from walking about. He laid her down, bringing her ankle to meet her thigh, tying them together. Up around her leg he went, then back down, wrapping the ties together at the front before tucking away the ends of the rope. She whimpered as he switched to her other leg, but stayed still. All the while, he used their connection to feel what she felt, to loosen or tighten the ropes until the pressure was just right.
Finished with his work, he stepped back. Her hands were secured behind her, her legs bent at the knee and lashed together, giving sight to her pussy and asshole. As he gazed at her, he could feel her face begin to heat, her heart to race. She was trembling more strongly now, and he knew that if he were to spread her open and fuck her, there was nothing she could do, and he knew she knew it too. But he needed to be patient, earn her trust.

He smiled and patted her knee. “Good girl, Niri. You did very well.”
She flushed further at his words, that strange feeling returning. He lifted her off the table and carried her to her bed, kneeling down and propping her up against the wall.

“I’ll return with lunch,” he promised her.

Cassie 🔞 writing and narrating erotica@cassie69a· Mar 7

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