Sentenced to seven years in prison for aggravated assault, twenty-three year old Heather Compton is faced with the single most difficult choice of her life. Spend her time in the misery of solitary confinement and hopefully be out in five years for good behavior, or live every second of those seven years in luxury in exchange for a life of servitude. Doing what any self-preserving young woman with a fear of confined spaces would do, she opted for the latter – setting into motion a string of events that would see someone she loved deeply brought into the lifestyle as well.
Crimson Rose is an erotica writer dedicated to the principle that erotic fiction can be red-hot raunchy while also being written with intelligence, elegance and style.
When asked about the subject matter of her stories she had this to say:
"I sometimes deal with strange and taboo subject matter, but my stories are never dark and my characters are never victims (though some of them may pretend otherwise). My characters always enjoy and exult in their sexuality, engaging in their various unusual and illicit acts with unapologetic joy and a zest for life."
Crimson Rose has been writing erotic fiction for more than two decades. Her stories were written mainly for the pleasure of herself, her husband, and a few select friends, but now they are here for the enjoyment of all.
NOTE: Perverse Commandments is a collection of all SIX stories in the series of the same name brought together in one place.
Caught up in an elaborate plot to teach her a lesson through humiliation, nineteen year old Natalie Holt finds herself performing acts of an increasingly perverse sexual nature to keep her family, friends and the whole world from discovering her deep, dark secret. But her would-be blackmailer failed to account for the possibility that she would like submitting to a life of kink.
Going undercover to catch johns soliciting prostitutes, Office Sasha Cole is walking through an alley with her first when he takes things into his own hands and take here then and there – tossing a few bills in her pretty face before leaving. But her troubles were only getting started. When she saw a well-dressed black man enter from the other end, she knew things were about to go south.
Waking in a cold basement floor surrounded by nine black men, she could tell from the looks in their eyes that she was in for a long night, but not even she could imagine the things they had in store for her.