M. Shalimar
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M. Shalimar fell in love with, and became addicted to, erotica
as a young adult when she chanced upon her father's cache of
Victorian underground classics. Curiosity overcame propriety,
and it wasn't long before she had read every one of the
secreted books in her father's collection. Of course, she never
let him know she had discovered his secret, but after that, she
went on to collect her own stash of erotica. Her personal
favorites are A Man With a Maid (Anon) and the Beauty trilogy
by A.N. Roquelaure, a.k.a. Anne Rice.
Today, M. lives with her very own Prince Charming on a large
tract of land in the Central Texas Hill Country, where they
have created and maintain a small wildlife refuge. M. also
loves gardening, art, reading sci-fi and collecting fairy and
angel bric-a-brac. The Shirr-ha's Empire series is Shalimar's
first published erotica, though she has written many other
stories for her love and her to enjoy together in private
moments.
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Shirr-ha’s life is about to make an abrupt
shift from the comforts of her space home and human family to a
strange new alien world of sensual excess and every kind of
decadence. Forced to watch as her brothers and parents are
mercilessly butchered, she is kidnapped by fierce alien warriors
of the Kilmayar and other tribes and brought to the palace of a
powerful hybrid alien warlord, where she learns about forbidden
pleasures she has never even dreamed of before.
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Kidnapped from her home in the dead of night by savages of the
Kilmayar, Shirr-ha is taken and delivered as the prize of the
powerful hybrid warrior-king Maltar. But that isn't the end of
it, for in the morning, she is escorted into a realm of fantasy
and seduction by two of Maltar's concubines to begin her sensual
training. Shirr-ha must do whatever Kayiera and Reyella tell
her, a prospect she finds both titillating and frightening...
until she sees the young slave Daeson and becomes the dessert at
the feast table Kayiera has had prepared. With her senses
reeling, Shirr-ha abandons all propriety and modesty as she
succumbs to Daeson's touch in full view of Kayiera and Reyella,
but what will be the outcome of her wanton actions?
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Shirr-ha: Taken |
Again, the soundless scream, and Shirr ha awoke to a darkness so
thick it felt as if her head was covered by a heavy blanket. She
drew a quick breath and choked on the musty stench in the air.
She tried to block the visions of the dream from her mind...
it had been no dream, she realized, but a harsh, hideous
reality. Those horrible creatures had indeed killed everyone in
her family, and they evidently had the same plans for her. She
had steeled herself for what was to follow, but they instead
threw her on the horse in front of one of the riders, mounted
their own beasts and rode hard into the night.
It sickened her even now to think of the rider's unwanted
caresses of her body. For hours, she'd been pressed against his
hard, armored chest as they rode in darkness so deep and
complete she couldn't imagine how they could tell where they
were going. The rider was of the race of the Kilmayar, she
thought, although she'd not seen his face. They were said to be
more reptilian than humanoid, having a hard, protective shell
covering, much like the terrapins she recalled having seen on
her home planet.
The Kilmayar walked upright and were reputed to be superior in
intellect to most of the other species. At first, she shrank
from the touch of the cold, scaly hands that kneaded her
breasts, making her nipples stand painfully erect in the frigid
night air. She was barely eighteen and a virgin with no desire
to be the conquest of any of these murderous alien monsters.
However, her defiance soon gave way to fatigue, and she leaned
against the cold being that held her in his grip.
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"So that's the new one," a small, high pitched voice twittered.
"Yes, they brought her in during the night," came a velvety
smooth reply. "The master took her before they even had the
chance to clean her up. Seems she is some kind of prized
treasure!"
"She doesn't look all that special to me. Why did he want her?"
"Don't know, except that she's Human, and he's never had a
full blooded Human before."
"What's so special about Humans?" the high pitched voice whined.
"Beats me, except... well, look at her skin. See how shiny
and soft it looks? And her cute little twat, all rimmed with
that red fuzz that matches the hair on her head. Maybe it
tickles his fancy! Maltar is half Human himself, you know. I
haven't ever seen anyone with hair that color before, have you?"
"Oh honestly, Kayiera! Are you going to flip out over her, too?"
"Of course not, Rey! But, well she is kind of cute, and we do
have to help her get accustomed to all the different ways to
please the master," Kayiera said. "I was just trying to get in
the mood. No sense resenting her when we could have some real
pleasure with her, is there?"
"I don't intend to touch her!" Reyella puled.
"If I didn't know better, I'd think you were jealous of her,"
Kayiera taunted.
"Me? Jealous of that—that—that skinny little piece of fluff? How
dare you even suggest it!"
Kayiera laughed. "Yeah, you! And she's not skinny. I've seen
some fine Human womanflesh before, and she is just about as
perfect as Humans come."
Reyella hissed.
"Does that mean you refuse to obey your orders? You and I are
supposed to orient her to the ways of the master and his
expectations of her. Would you rather entertain the ruffians who
brought her in?"
Reyella was silent.
"No?"
"No," she said with a small sigh. "I don't want to have anything
to do with those savages."
"Ah, there's a good girl. You haven't ever helped with the
training before. It's really more of a reward for us than a
punishment. We can make the newcomers do whatever we say while
we're training them. It's almost like being the boss," Kayiera
purred, the huskiness in her voice betraying her anticipation of
the task at hand.
Reyella studied her companion a long moment before asking, "Is
that why you always volunteer for the job?"
"Why, yes. What did you think?"
"I don't know. Maybe that you didn't like to be with Maltar,
since you seem to love orienting the new females so much..."
"Mmmm..." Kayiera purred. "What kind of metabolism do you
think I have that I can resist the master's charms? I just like
training the women to serve him. I wouldn't give up my time with
him, though."
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