My short stories are publicly available on other web sites that showcase erotic fiction. Inevitably, they have attracted the critical attention of some of the readers. These readers are not professional reviewers, but that does not necessarily mean that their observations are the less valid. In the interests of shameless and blatant self-promotion, I include here reviews that have been complimentary to my fiction. These reviews are already publicly available.
Amity�s Vow |
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Amity works as a servant to the Duke. Her duties include the standard serving wench fare -- preparing and serving meals, cleaning, mending. But her life has always been difficult, and she would gladly work hard to survive in this world. However, her life is made even more difficult by the constant sexual demands placed upon her and all the other wenches used by the Duke. If it were not for her undying spirituality, she would have taken her own life long ago.
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Ascension |
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We meet Sally as she wanders home, a typical twelve-year-old with twelve-year-old problems. Until she arrives at home and we discover that Sally has problems well beyond her years. Can she ascend beyond her environment?
As always, Bradley makes the reader consider -- really consider -- his topic. Today, Bradley is tackling the darker and damaging side of underaged sexual encounter: the more plausible results of debauchery gone to excess. This is not a world where sex with children is glamorised or encouraged to the reader. It is not pretty. It is not sexy. It is not erotic. And one must consider whether the real world should be any of those things when it comes to underaged participants.
Bradley�s purpose with this story is not erotic, so I hope that he (and readers) understands the significance of the zero in Eros below. I intend it as a compliment and a measure of success.
Amongst the waves of paedophilic tripe that abound the newsgroup these days, this story is like a breath of fresh air, disturbing as it may be. Perhaps, it is nearly necessary.
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Blessed by Nature |
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On the beautiful island of Saint Lucia, a member of the French Empire, Edenism, the new social fad, has taken hold. In a world only slightly different than our own, Anne-Marie stands on her balcony, nude, watching the servants as they move about the estate grounds cleaning the grounds or building structures. Suddenly, Nicholas appears.
Nicholas is the new gardener, hailing from British Virginia. Nicholas is full of strange and new ideas, which earned him a one way ticket out of his homeland. And while his unusual ideas interest and shock Anne-Marie�s complacent view of the world, it�s his unbelievably huge example of maleness that initially catches her eye.
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Color Bar |
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Tizzy arrives from the big city to meet her sister in Tramsville where the only bar that will admit her is a grungy hole at the Breckenridge Inn. When Edith is late, Tizzy finds out the hard way, that life in the South isn�t quite the same as life in the North.
I was going to push some buttons, pointing out that the title was misspelled. After all, I happen to know that Bradley uses British spellings. What could be worse than misspelling a title? And then I realised that this is done with clever purpose. I suspect that it might be something that many people will miss.
Bradley, as often is the case, explores racial tensions and inequity. The story isn�t about the sex, and certainly doesn�t glorify the treatment of Tizzy, but rather seeks to shock and expose racial inequity for the monster that it is. I was going to score this story with a zero in Eros, and that is probably what Bradley would expect and desire for this tale. I�d even scored it thus, until I began to write the review and think more about what Bradley had written.
You see, there is subtle Eros in the story, if only in the expression of humanity that instils this piece. Eros is not simply the blind application of sex, and the score below certainly does not reflect the quality, pleasure or heat of the sex scene that was inevitable in this story. No, rather, I�ve given the Eros score below to reflect the expression of humanity that Bradley achieved here, both with Tizzy, and her sister, and even the bartender. It is more of a sororal Eros, rather than a sexual one. I hope this doesn�t confuse too many people. Ah, read the story, if you want to know what I mean.
Now, having said all that, as you might imagine, the story is a downer. And while it is certainly a well-written, worthwhile downer, I wasn�t in the mood this time. Nevertheless, everyone should read stories like this, if for nothing else, the depth, and commentary.
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Cottage Life |
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Dot is a liberated girl of the 1960�s. As some of you might know, the 60�s were a tumultuous time -- a time of experimentation, a time of upheaval. This is the story of Dot, who is killing time at the cottage, hanging around unclothed, because that�s what one did to protest society�s repression. And she is waiting for Bill, her brother, and Sam, Bill�s friend and lover, to join her and alleviate some of the boredom of being a flower child. But even being as liberated as she is, Dot finds herself wondering about Bill�s current obsession.
This story gives us a window into the times. We watch as the three young reactionaries wander through their lives, through psychedelia and music and dope. I really loved the glimpses into a different time and lifestyle than most readers would be used to, I reckon.
I was a little disappointed in the ambiguity of the piece. While Brad does a wonderful job of presenting the time and the character of the era, I was left hanging a little. There didn�t seem to be a focus, or a message, here beyond an exposition of the times. I wanted to see further -- to see what happens to the three teens, what their decisions and lifestyle wrought upon them and how they learned and/or grew from the experience.
However, I did like the story as written. Even if nothing else, it is a wonderful glimpse through the window of time, and that alone makes it worthwhile reading.
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creamfields |
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This is the story of the Creamfields festival, which takes place every summer in the UK, and one particular girl who thumps, jumps, and pumps to the music as the Ecstasy takes over and the people she�s with become more and more sexually attractive and they are suddenly naked and dancing and fucking while the relentless music drives them on and on. As lime who is a little bit past his prime, I�m more than a little uninformed about the current music scene. But this story made it come alive for me. The beat of the music, the feeling of the drugs, the raging dancers: I was swept away by all of it. I�ve been looking out for Bradley Stoke stories for some time now, and I knew it was only a matter of time before I found one that caught my fancy. This is the one that did it for me. It�ll do it for you, too.
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Cyberwhore |
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Alone, millions
of miles from home, Kevin finds himself desperate for companionship.
And sometimes, when one is desperate enough, one can deceive oneself
into seeing something that isn�t there. Only unlike most prostitutes,
Sindy is ready and willing to do anything -- well almost anything. Some
things are beyond even Sindy�s capabilities with her perfect breasts,
her insatiable sexual drive, long tanned legs and willing mouth. And
Kevin needs to learn this
In Cyberwhore, Bradley chose a focus and flowed languidly from presentation to the inevitable conclusion. This is not necessarily a happy, Hollywood story, no siree, but it is satisfying in a way that many erotic stories in this forum lack. It has character, growth, plot and atmosphere -- a true story.
This story is certainly worth reading. If you are looking for decent fiction amongst the chaff -- grab this one.
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Divine Love |
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In a convent tucked far into the countryside, nuns have forsaken worldly possessions, living in poverty and denial. All has been voluntarily foresworn -- physical love, clothing, and perhaps even understanding. When Sister Love enters the convent, Sister Divine is torn between conflicting loves -- her devotions to the Lord above, and her desire for the tall black nun that shares her humble worldly abode.
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Freedom in the New World |
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Thasra is a slave. When I first began to read this, I was afraid that I was reading another Slave of Gor impersonation. I couldn�t have been more wrong. Thasra is a slave in perhaps the most literal sense, dragged from Africa against her will into the clutches of the white devils in the New World. The New World that, ironically, represents freedom and democracy and adventure. That is, if you are white and a landowner it does. If you are black and a woman and constantly afraid of the master�s whip, well, the land of the free isn�t quite the Eden advertised.
Bradley takes us deep into Thasra�s mind, telling her story, using contrast, sex, and imagery to drive into us the horror of her existence, the inequity of the times. This isn�t a fun story, nor is it meant to be. The caution in the codes is quite correct. But that isn�t to say that the story isn�t worth reading. The commentary and the insights are well worth the effort to read it. While it is disturbing, perhaps we need to be disturbed sometimes. Bradley hits the theme and the topic dead on. While there�s a definite sexual element, the story is not about the sex beyond its use in the story, and doesn�t pretend to be. That�s a good thing. The eight below isn�t an indication of failure to provide eros, the story was never intended to do so, and so the score there is actually a reflection of success. You�ll have to read the story to understand what I mean.
I truly enjoyed it.
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Lovely Thasra is a slave belonging to the boorish Enoch Evans, who alternately lectures his slaves about American democracy and bangs the hell out of them. It is early in the 19th century, and slavery is still legal in the states. Thasra submits to her master�s attentions while reflecting on the irony.
Eventually she does something about it.
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A lonely, fifty-year-old man is out walking through a crummy part of town. He�s looking to feed his compulsion for prostitutes. One of his usuals gets picked up by someone else before he can get to her, and he has to settle for a woman who looks like she just broke out of a drug rehab center. This story is not pretty. The man is pathetic, and the girls are almost ghastly. It�s a sad situation. The ending fits with the tone of the story, although it comes out of the blue. The reason to read the story is to appreciate the ugliness of it. The sex is creepy and isn�t much of a turn-on, but it�s still an artful and vivid story.
(This review is taken from The Tainted Lime Reviews Issue #37, by [email protected] (http://www.asstr.org/~TaintedLime/)).
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Just Friends |
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I�m a fan of Bradley�s work His is one of the best prose around, with a subtle choice of words that makes each sentence seem chiseled. �Just friends� tells about Sophie and what being a porn star makes to her persona. The story is told nonlinearly, jumping from past to other past to present, with quick scene changes. I think it works very well and is part of the attractiveness of the story, but I�m sure Bradley must have received emails complaining about it. What pleases me most about this story is that it avoids falling into one of the two typical stereotypes that most stories here would: Sophie is not a nymphomaniac who is absolutely delighted in having sex all day long, but the story does not paint the picture of redemption either. The sex is described in a raw, mechanical sense, suitable for the tone of the story and the way Sophie sees it. Third-person narratives are often told in a sided view, sympathetic to how the main character sees the world, and this is used by Bradley to imprint into the reader the dryness that Sophie sees it. The story brings the image of a see-saw, Sophie changing and Justin changing as well, each one seeking for what the other has. The very end of the story struck me with a note of sadness. Sophie is probably thinking that she�s responsible for changing Justin�s behavior and for losing his friendship---what she cared the most in that friendship. |
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Koochy |
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Sex. Drugs. And rock and roll�er�house music. Bradley follows Janine and Edie, two friends, into a North London house party where the drugs flow freely, the music pounds heavy, and the scent of sex is in the air.
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Lonely as a Cloud |
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Albert meets Hannah on the African savannah. Hannah has travelled to Africa in an ill-fated attempt to defeat Writer�s Block. You see, Hannah writes Sex Poetry -- perhaps a little like you or I. Albert�s views suffer culture shock as Hannah reveals who she is, and contrasts her life with his.
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Love is Blind |
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A pretty little �E� sits on the description line of this heart touching story of a woman who runs through her memories as she wakes up in the morning and spends some love with the she loves and adores. A soft read of passion and commitment. A love many would find odd, but probably sweet. A blind woman and the man she adores probably won�t make you �get off� but I don�t believe that was the point� it was something deeper, or else, something just plain sweet. Enjoy this short story.
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Naked on the Train |
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Emerald
is travelling to her all-girls school in the English countryside. At
first, she hopes that she might maintain her train compartment to
herself, perhaps to pleasure herself thinking about her imminent return
to school, with her liberal friends populating her fantasy. But at the
next stop, Beatrice ducks in -- completely naked. You see, Beatrice,
too, is returning to her all-girls school, but Beatrice�s school is a
naturist paradise. Ironically, Beatrice, the naked one, is the innocent
party here, and Emerald works herself around to becoming naked herself,
and enticing Beatrice to discover the other joys of being naked.
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Night Out |
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At the outset of this story, Bunny and her mother are screaming at each other. Bunny�s mother doesn�t care for Bunny�s revealing clothes, but Bunny doesn�t give a fuck what her mother says - she�s going out with her gang.
Bunny�s gang of girls hangs out in the park, sucking cocks for cigarettes and beer. They are a raucous, lewd bunch, and when Steph, one of the proper girls from school, happens by, one of the posse pisses on Steph�s shoes.
Bunny is embarrassed by the pissing incident, though. And the next day, as the rest of the gang skips school to recover from their hangovers, Bunny apologizes to Steph. They even have a decent conversation. Bunny begins to feel a tug of arousal for the good-looking girl from the right side of the tracks.
This is an interesting story. Bunny�s gang is brash, obscene, and shocking. Bunny�s attraction towards Steph is a classic attraction of opposites. How the attraction works itself out is a great idea for a story.
It�s a good story, and the ending is spectacular.
(This review is taken from The Tainted Lime Reviews Issue #24, by [email protected] (http://www.asstr.org/~TaintedLime/)).
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Party Slave |
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The solar system is a different place in the future. Machines do the lion�s share of the work. Unemployment is rampant. Society has its rich and its poor. Hmmm. Maybe the solar system isn�t so very different.
Zee, a black girl recently out of school, travels to Theseus, located on the outer edge of the solar system. There she visits Anastasia, an old flame from college. Out on the distant edges of colonisation, Zee is unusual not only for her skin colour, but for her dress and her more conservative sexual upbringing. You see, Zee isn�t used to open orgies, incest and totally casual sexual experience despite her college escapades with Anastasia. But she can get used to the idea. But when Zee discovers Themira, Anastasia�s sex slave, the sexual �liberation� begins to seem excessive and Zee has second thoughts.
I found this story a little heavy. All right, I�ll be honest. I found this story exceptionally heavy. The �caution� code is certainly appropriate here. Bradley touches on a huge number of social and sexual issues in this tale.
There is certainly sexual content here. I have to admit to being uncomfortable with some of the genres that aren�t really mentioned in the story codes, including incest, anal, MM, toilet sports, heavy BDSM and sexual slavery. The sex isn�t really the focus of the story, but for some readers the sexual content might be a wee bit extreme if unwarned. Then again, some will really like the multitudes of experiences portrayed. Too much for me, but I�m a relatively conservative Dragon.
I�m also unsure if I liked the ending. I know what Bradley was trying to show, but I found it oddly unsatisfying, if also scarily realistic. I think that�s what Bradley was going for, and so, I believe he�s succeeded in his endeavour. It did make me think.
As with all Bradley Stoke stories, this is certainly worth reading -- just be prepared for a heavy tale.
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Peace Returns |
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Peace Returns earned a lovely green �E�, so I had to check it out. A dark look into the darker world of addiction lived entirely backwards. This story is strangely disembodied, although it�s appropriate for the theme. I didn�t necessarily enjoy it, but it�s not one of those stories you read to enjoy. Not light summer reading.
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People are Strange |
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Bradley takes us behind the scenes, where Moss, Miguel, Laura and Sylvia are making a European stag film. Moss watches and waits not so patiently for his turn at the action. Meanwhile, the girls, together, and then with Miguel, play their parts for the camera, the audience, and the director.
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The Price of Prejudice |
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In the war-torn Third Reich, two girls find each other amidst confusion of passion and prejudice. Tanneka and Erika live in an unspecified occupied country, and through the fragmentations of that time, they end up at the same school. There, Erika�s fair Aryan looks attract the darker Tanneka. And one night, after curfew, while studying Nazi propaganda, the two girls fall into each others� arms and find out what love is all about.
Well, that is until one of them is forced to choose between ideology and love. The result might surprise you.
I liked the story, even though the themes were exceptionally heavy, even for Bradley. Bradley certainly makes us think. Some of the images in this story aren�t going to leave me for a while. As is often the case, the themes of prejudice and hate and sheer cruelty of our brethren are difficult to overcome, even at the best of times. I can�t say that I liked some of the underlying messages in this story, but that doesn�t matter. You see, what Bradley has written here is realistic, even if it isn�t an entirely happy story. Read it. You�ll see what I mean.
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The Scarlet Parcel |
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Bradley excels in giving the feel of an English village: its delights, controversies and prejudices. I grew up in such a village and this is so finely observed I think our author may also have done. Heather, an enforced singleton with a young daughter, feels the isolation that only a truly well honed circle of disapproving ex-friends can enforce. Despite this she revels in waiting for Gerry�s arrival. Although isolated and disapproved of, our heroine (and I use the word advisedly) is not beaten, and she keeps her beloved cottage and life-style at the centre of her pragmatic approach.
I swear Bradley walked through my village, and I expect anyone who has lived in a village would feel the same. Both from the physical surroundings and the sniffy indifference of the �gossiping� classes. The feeling that Heather is a threat is nicely done. Although it was her partner who up and left, she would be an �available� and a �dangerous woman�. You can almost hear the snorts of disgust and hastily muttered comments. Curtain twitching at its best.
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Sliding Sideways |
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Okay, this one is different, not a
premise I�ve read before which is a fact that I can appreciate. The
idea of sliding sideways into another parallel universe and stepping
into the body you are in that universe where you don�t know who runs
the government or if you are married or single, or even if you have a
home. It�s a wild idea that is done well in this storyline, and is very
enjoyable. If I had any problem at all with this two Lit page story it
is that it ended much too quickly. I would have enjoyed more of the
story. Great job. It ranked a five from me.
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The Tally |
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Amy is an anal retentive sex worker who keeps a detailed diary of her sexual statistics. She has bedded more than 3000 men and women in ten years, and she takes great pleasure in the records she has made of each encounter. And then one day a new woman shows up at the sex club where Amy works. Lucinda is different. When not on stage, she dresses plainly. She is aloof. She doesn�t do men. All of which makes Amy crazy with lust. While they fuck aggressively on stage, Lucinda refuses every advance to get together after work. Amy becomes obsessed and follows Lucinda after work one day. And what do you think happens when they finally meet away from the club? Read the story to find out! The Amy character is compelling and artfully drawn. I liked the way Amy�s obsessions with sex and Lucinda are revealed. Bradley Stoke is a talented author, and this story was an enjoyable read.
(This review is taken from The Tainted Lime Reviews Issue #24, by [email protected] (http://www.asstr.org/~TaintedLime/)).
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