After a raid destroys their colony, a small ship of humans flees into space, desperately searching for a new world to replace their stolen one. Just as their supplies are running out, they find what seems like paradise: a lush green planet with a breathable atmosphere and no natural predators. Well, there is one predator, but the humans don't notice Her because She's as large as the planet itself.
The Queen is over two million years old, and after such a long and varied existence, She's too refined to eat Her prey. That would be a waste of entertainment. No, She'd rather play with them; and in the end they're happy to be played with. In fact, they'll want nothing more.
As always, the game begins when the Queen chooses an Avatar, a victim through whom She can play the game up close. But creating Her newest proxy leads to an unexpected complication. Another human, one slated to serve as a pawn, proves worthy of a greater role. Now the Queen must make a second choice: stick to Her original plan or change the rules of the game.
I might look like the hobbit next door, but I have a secret: I write slinky, kinky fetish erotica about mind control and total subversion of self. My stories are often dark because mind control just *is* dark, but sometimes I incorporate flashes of humor; and sometimes my characters escape or turn out to be willing participants in a game. Whatever the case, they end up enjoying their fates because I'm a sub. When you read about one of my characters being controlled, you're reading about my fantasies for myself.
These stories involve a lot of science fiction, a fair amount of paranormal phenomena, and occasional robots and tentacles. They also give you steamy hot, well crafted, startlingly personal peeks inside my mind.