A Wizard can get away with murder. And so Lamiana decides to steal the secrets of the most dangerous of the Great Wizard of Touruqe. A man who can kill with a touch and cannot himself be slain. A man who lives in complete celibacy.
I am an author of pulp femdom erotica and I have some eleven e-book short stories up on Amazon Kindle, Smashwords and the like.
By femdom I do not necessarily mean "leather-clad dominatrix spanks guys who wants to be spanked." Instead the females of my stories are predators out to get the men, be they hapless victims or deserving villains.
By pulp I mean that given a choice between writing about inner conflict or wild sex on a zeppelin adrift over a frozen tundra, I will choose the latter. I am not adverse to realism and to ground my stories in something recognizable. But I only do so to set the stage, set the mood or make my characters identifiable to the reader. I write escapist fiction; realism is not a goal in it self for me.
By erotica I mean stories that revolve around sex. There has to be a plot. There has to be sex. Actually the femdom genre makes the marriage of plot and sex real easy: femme fatales, gold diggers, hypnotic succubi and alien love parasites are all go-getters ready to get what they want by reducing various males to mush. And thank god for that :).