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It is not a curious coincidence that I began writing, nor is it a coinidence that I became active in BDSM...but you may find it a bit curious. Some many years ago I was with a beautiful young girl and found myself so engrossed with her body that I would actually become annoyed whenever she would try to recipricate my attention to her. I wanted her to enjoy what I was doing without diversion. I wanted her to lose herself in the sensations but she could not stop herself from advancing upon me long enough to appreciate what I had for her. Several encounters passed with much the same results; we enjoyed each other, we both had good if not very good orgasms, but I still wanted to do more to her without her interrupting me with her own maneuvers. It was frustrating to a point of distraction and one night I just could not take it anymore. It began with just her shirt and quickly I had advanced to belts and sashes. One time I even laced up her hightop sneakers good and snug to her feet and tied the laces to the bedposts. She became mine in a new way. The first pair of cuffs I bought for us was a nylon and velcro set because of the crazy prices of leather at the time; they were asking almost two hundred dollars for basic cuffs because there was no real competition until the internet got more popular. But the cheap set did us just fine for a while and I can distinctly remember the look of her naked body in nothing but those four cuffs and how that image, regardless of how many others I've been with or seen cuffed, it will be that first image of that cute little thing scurring to the bathroom and then returning so casually still in just the cuffs that will be indellably etched upon my mind. It was during those encounters that I began to appreciate the allure of helplessness and the power of utter control. We began searching out bondage movies and then tried and added different aspect of BDSM where we discovered the connection between the sensations of pain and pleasure and the added attraction of domination and submission. That relationship unfortunately did not last much beyond the bedroom, but I am happy to say that we do still stay in contact quite regularly. It was well after that when I began to put all of my thoughts to paper and soon had more work than I could manage in written works and ideas...but that story is not nearly as interesting.
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Called a trollop with a laptop by East Bay Express, Alison Tyler is naughty and she knows it. When not writing saucy short stories, Ms. Tyler edits erotic anthologies. She's recently completed her 45th collection, Hurts So Good. Her best-selling titles include Naughty Fairy Tales from A to Z (Plume), Naked Erotica (Pretty Things Press), and Best Bondage Erotica (Cleis Press). Ms. Tyler is loyal to coffee (black), lipstick (red), and tequila (straight). She has tattoos, but no piercings; a wicked tongue, but a quick smile; and bittersweet memories, but no regrets. She believes it won't rain if she doesn't bring an umbrella, prefers hot and dry to cold and wet, and loves to spout her favorite motto: You can sleep when you're dead. She chooses Led Zeppelin over the Beatles, the Cure over NIN, and the Stones over everyone. Yet although she appreciates good rock, she has a pitiful weakness for 80s hair bands. In all things important, she remains faithful to her partner of fourteen years, but she still can't choose just one perfume.Over the past fifteen years, Ms. Tyler has written more than 25 explicit novels, including Learning to Love It, Strictly Confidential, Sweet Thing, Sticky Fingers, and Something About Workmen (all published by Black Lace), as well as Rumors, Tiffany Twisted, and Melt With You (Cheek). Her novels and short stories have been translated into Japanese, Dutch, German, Italian, Norwegian, and Spanish. Her stories have appeared in more than 80 anthologies.
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