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Brokeback Bully: A Sissy Baby He Became
Kurt Kettle (aged 20) is a college bully through and through; he picks on the weak and helpless for his own amusement and has recently been blackmailing a few closet gay students for his own sexual satisfaction. Norris Jasper (aged 39), the college’s greenkeeper, notices Kurt’s despicable behaviour and decides to give this twink a taste of his own medicine with a kinky twist.
Kurt soon experiences what it’s like to be weak, helpless and dominated by a big, strong and controlling man and quickly becomes Daddy’s Sissy Baby Girl for a very long time to come…
Over 8,600 words.
Kurt soon experiences what it’s like to be weak, helpless and dominated by a big, strong and controlling man and quickly becomes Daddy’s Sissy Baby Girl for a very long time to come…
Over 8,600 words.
35 pages, Kindle Edition
Published January 6, 2018
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May 3, 2021
Abysmal writing, really. The first sentence/paragraph of the book is: "It was after this particular moment that my life as the most feared college student, handsome, short twink, young man only aged 20 changed." Whaaaaaat kind of sentence IS that?
But, you know, I'm a forgiving person when it comes to my spank bank material, so I persevered... but before the first chapter (it's only about a page long?) is over, our first-person narrator morphs into God himself and proceeds to tell us about an exchange happening out in the hallway, where he isn't, meaning there's no way he could be witnessing it. The MC narrator then informs us that one of the characters in the hall "now made his journey towards me inside the men’s room to have a private word with me" and I can't help but feel like God should probably be better at sentence structure and avoiding redundancy.
Then we have... Well, more of the same. Tense issues, spelling issues, bad grammar... You name the writing sin, and this book commits it. Any potential sexy feelings the subject matter might incur are drowned out by the overwhelming feeling that this is a "spot the errors" English exercise. Instead of reaching for pre-emptive tissues, you'll be reaching for a red marker to start circling mistakes with and re-writing entire scenes.
Somewhere on page three, when I was hit with, "We were now face-to-face of each other…" I started wondering what I'd done in a past life to deserve this atrocity. On page four, when I reached "I lipped read your conversation while I was blowing the leaves away with my machine." I started wondering what the meaning of life is. But it was ultimately "I just want this prick to delete those vile videos of me forcing gay lads sexually pleasing me under my sadistic dominance." on page six that did me in. I came to the sudden realization that it would be impossible for any of the events in this book to compare to the thorough, masterful fucking the author is giving the English language. And, unfortunately for the author, I'm not into language kink.
But, you know, I'm a forgiving person when it comes to my spank bank material, so I persevered... but before the first chapter (it's only about a page long?) is over, our first-person narrator morphs into God himself and proceeds to tell us about an exchange happening out in the hallway, where he isn't, meaning there's no way he could be witnessing it. The MC narrator then informs us that one of the characters in the hall "now made his journey towards me inside the men’s room to have a private word with me" and I can't help but feel like God should probably be better at sentence structure and avoiding redundancy.
Then we have... Well, more of the same. Tense issues, spelling issues, bad grammar... You name the writing sin, and this book commits it. Any potential sexy feelings the subject matter might incur are drowned out by the overwhelming feeling that this is a "spot the errors" English exercise. Instead of reaching for pre-emptive tissues, you'll be reaching for a red marker to start circling mistakes with and re-writing entire scenes.
Somewhere on page three, when I was hit with, "We were now face-to-face of each other…" I started wondering what I'd done in a past life to deserve this atrocity. On page four, when I reached "I lipped read your conversation while I was blowing the leaves away with my machine." I started wondering what the meaning of life is. But it was ultimately "I just want this prick to delete those vile videos of me forcing gay lads sexually pleasing me under my sadistic dominance." on page six that did me in. I came to the sudden realization that it would be impossible for any of the events in this book to compare to the thorough, masterful fucking the author is giving the English language. And, unfortunately for the author, I'm not into language kink.
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