Pity the lonely porn writer. To create a story about Werewolf Rude Sex porn story told in first person, the porn writer has to segregate his mind and fucking write. He can’t be cracking jokes, thinking about Von Mad Laboratories and making witty observations about sex and life. The fucker needs to write and more importantly, he has to rip off his clothes and howl at the moon so he can understand just what his poor rutting dom character is going through.
Or maybe he just likes ripping off his clothes for fun. Don’t judge.
I’m about 2/3’s done with the story. Well, chapter wise I’m 2/3’s done but rewriting as we all know is a bitch. I keep adding things which makes me go back and rewrite chapters until the forward progress is painfully slow. Cripes, I was on chapter five before I realized I wanted to incorporate trophies. Nothing says Alpha Male Bastard like keeping trophies of your fucks. It’s adolescent but it just rings true.
Being a dom is never easy, but putting down on paper what a certain dom thinks is an exercise in constant non-censorship. I like making a submissive cringe. I like being selfish. I like hurting someone and then laughing when they complain. It’s just not an easy thing to type, read and build on.
It is fucking fun to write, and I hope it will be fucking fun to read.