Hang in there.

This is the second of the last four:

Going Home by Kris Ripper was another slave/”alternate history” fic which I expected to hate and cast from me in disgust and moral superiority. And it was another slave fic that was disappointingly good. Damn it.

The premise of this one is that slavery had resurfaced in the modern world, and then been again made illegal. The story tells of two characters; a slave, and his former master, who seek to be reunited after they were forcibly separated by the guys who went around freeing the slaves. And it’s also a BDSM tale of a sub trying to get back to his dom.

If you gave me only that much of a description, I would scoff and turn away, but this story was way more than that. It had some strong female characters, a reasonable society set-up, and the two characters trying to find each other, not only physically, but also emotionally–as the slave learned how to be free, and the master learned how to be an equal.

But I do have a few complaints. One was that the characters hovered just on the edge of SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DEAL WITH IT whining. I occasionally felt that I was being awfully tolerant of their moods and general BS as I read, which will (or perhaps should) turn away a few people.

The second complaint was that there were so many things that the author could have used as the Plot Stick for the story to resolve around, but the first few (the reunion) were glossed over, and the second few (them starting a new living) were side-stepped, and then the next set of possible conflicts were gleefully chased off with a stick in favor of– well. I’ll let you read it to find out, but keep in mind that I found it a bit less than it could have been.

So overall I thought the book was really good, and it was an interesting look into things like consent and Dom/Sub situations, and what makes being a sub different from being a slave. It didn’t really answer anything, but it did a good job of teasing out the questions. It’s a good read, and I’d suggest you at least check it out.