Overview

Warning: Contains scenes of an explicit sexual nature, BDSM, submission and humiliation, fetishism and body modifications. Strictly adults only. If you find these themes offensive, please do not read on.

Charlotte Cain is no more; transformed into the sexual entity Azure by the force of nature that is leather clad dominant Crimzon.

Now staying with the cruel goth Raven, who keeps her anonymously helmeted in latex while in her studio, Azure appears to be everyone’s plaything. Crimzon relentlessly continues her project to make Azure the ultimate sex object. While Azure’s physical transformation is almost complete now she has had her breast augmentation, she still has further to go to attain the psychological changes Crimzon requires, so the trials and tests continue. Azure must face her biggest challenge yet when she is turned out onto the streets with a pimp and subsequently arrested.

Azure’s obedience remains absolute. As Christmas arrives, Azure finds herself packaged up and shipped on a truck to an unknown destination and fate. It is her final challenge as the game reaches its zenith. The clash of ultimate submission meeting ultimate power provides for an intense, moving conclusion as two very different personalities show two very different perceptions of strength.

The concluding volume of Inversion : Swot Turns into Slut! This most truly twisted of love stories features more than 73,000 words.

Main theme is lesbian domination. Explicit sex, F/f, some M/f, public humiliation, body modifications, exhibitionism, leather and latex fetishism, bondage, corporal punishment.

Excerpt

“She’s sopping wet!” Ash said in surprise, as two fingers slipped inside Azure’s slick vagina.

Azure instinctively responded to the penetration, her hips twitching and trying to sink harder onto the digits.

“Of course she is! She’s a literal slut! Anything and everything we do to her turns her on. We haven’t been able to find her limits yet!”

Turq sat on a chair near the head of the bed. Turquoise was another waitress at Le Moulin Noir, Raven’s closest friend. She was a spectacular black woman with a long mane of white-blonde hair. She was one of the most beautiful women Azure had ever seen – just looking at Turq aroused Azure, though she found her personality somewhat abrasive.

In her hand she held a box with several switches and dials and a little LED display. Two wires trailed from the box. One went to the electrical socket in the wall, the other draped across the space between Turq and the bed, where it split into two, each separate wire snaked its way to Azure’s nipple bars, to which they were attached.

Azure lay on the bed. She was laced into a steel boned waspie corset that was nearly cutting her in half. It gave her a dramatically narrow waist, especially in contrast to her new large breasts above it.

Her arms were laced into a mono-glove, with straps across her shoulders and torso to ensure it could not be slipped off. The limbs were pulled painfully close together inside the glove, putting strain on her shoulders and they lay underneath her, which served to thrust her bare breasts up as the centre of attention. It was an uncomfortable position, and more so with every passing minute.

A high, thick posture collar was buckled around her neck, holding her head rigid and slightly tilted back. Two chains from the central ring under her chin were fixed to the headboard either side of her, holding her in place.

“Well, electric shocks have never made me wet!” Ash said definitively.

Rather naively, she was slow in withdrawing her fingers from Azure’s pussy and Turq laughed loudly as she turned up the dial and passed the shock right through Azure and into Ash.

“Ouch! Fucking hell, Turq! Fucking hell!”

“The more you abuse her, the hotter she gets! She’s worth her weight in gold!”

Turq turned up the dial again. Azure’s body went rigid as she screamed into her gag.

“Where did you get that thing, anyway?”