Eddie Davidson: Blog

What If nipples clicked in and out like pens?

You could play with them at meetings and such. It would make Zoom calls more interesting.

Anyway, short blog today. Just a quick note to say that the issue with the pictures in Keeping the Babysitter in Line were resolved. I created "sections" to break up the story. The "judgment" party, the beach, and now the Rocky Horror Picture show is in full swing.

It was such a pleasure to write these last few chapters about RHPS. I drew on my own observations from way back when and incorporated them heavily to offer an authentic experience.

I just posted up the chapter with the "Time Warp" in it. I could not resist adding vintage captioned illustrations. I've started making some look like polaroid snapshots to give it a more 70s/80s feel.

I don't get a ton of feedback about the story. Most of it has been really positive. Its really imho the best story I've written so far. I know I probably say that about every story I am working on at the time - but this one feels really good.

I was going to wrap at the end of the weekend but I feel there is more to tell as Brian goes to high school with Rachel and so I'll probably continue on.

I am starting to think about what to do next - may wrap up some other stories I've had sitting near completion. I was excited to hear from those who read Resetting my Bitch Button. It was a lot of effort to finish. I haven't heard much but most people seemed really to have two thoughts:

1. They loved Maria and the pony girl stuff towards the end of the story and how she dreamed of being one. I may do more with that type of scenario in the future.

2. They wanted to see more with Emily and her story. I don't want to spoil the ending - but they wanted to continue on with her story and how things would evolve.

I think the character's story has been told - but I am curious what you think? would anyone consider writing a fan-fiction take on what they think happens next?

I don't know what went wrong because they were previously aligned correctly but the illustrations with captions are all wonky in Keeping the Babysitter in Line.

They do not align with the context of the chapter they are assigned to any longer. I am not sure why that happened. If you right click and hit save you will see the file name corresponding to the appropriate chapter.

I've alerted Lajeez and I am sure this is a temporary problem but in case you are asking "What the fuck?" just understand that so am I.

I've recently started using a polaroid filter to give it more of a 70s/80s feel so if I need to resubmit I'll probably do that to most of them.

Years ago I met someone who told me that she liked discipline because it reset her bitch button. An intense session for a weekend made her less snotty and overall less unpleasant for a time.

However, she would eventually revert to her normal crabby behavior. She used the sessions like a chance to atone or purge for shitty things she did over the month and get her attitude adjustment.

That was the genesis of "Resetting My Bitch Button" asking - what if she finally had enough of looking at the bitch in the mirror staring back at her and concluded she should have that button held down permanently.

For the last two years I've been on-again/off-again writing this epic 52 chapter story. It's slightly over 300,000 words and it tells the tale of a woman who meets someone online willing to give her that experience.

In most stories, such characters have no family or obligations that prevent them from going down this rabbit hall. The "Shades of Gray" world where the woman is impossibly single with no family, and the man is a millionaire with no family connections either.

They have no financial obligations like a job to worry about. They have no bills to pay. No shopping to do. No house to clean because they have servants in the background scurrying about handling things. They don't even have a pet to feed or walk or a doctor's appointment to deal with.

I didn't focus on the mundane but I tried to present characters who had real life and all the dysfunction and chaos that can come with that. Unexpected people join the trek to Florida in an RV as they make their way to the master's house where we he lives with his family.

This is the story of that journey and the evolution along the journey. I didn't focus on what happens when they get there.

I took a long hiatus from writing the story for a variety of reasons -which stunted the readership. It was a labor of love because it was also an homage to some of my favorite authors (no spoilers in this post).

Now, it is complete and I invite you to give it a read through from the very start and see if this is one of my better stories or not.

https://storiesonline.net/s/22921/resetting-my-bitch-button

How many people have fond memories of going to a theater and seeing the Rocky Horror Picture Show?

I do.

I often write stories about people who intertwine kink into their daily lives 24/7 as much as possible. They still have to do things like eat and pay bills.

I made a decision with "Keeping the Babysitter in Line" to write about a family that does most of that on one weekend a month. It just so happens the main character is visiting on that particular weekend.

They let down their hair and indulge in their masochistic fantasies. The girls are adrenaline junkies and like raw sex.

I am working on posting chapters 15-17 which I believe are probably the most exciting in the entire story. I had to lay the framework to get to this point so that the context would be there. If not, I think it would have seemed way over the top. Don't worry - the girls are safe and their father has a lot of experience with the show he is putting on.

I also wanted to show them doing other things - vanilla things. In the story, around chapter 32 they are going to Rocky Horror Picture Show. The main character's introduction will include many of my own observations as an amalgam into the experience. I am hoping that comes across as authentic and may give you a sense of nostalgia if you've ever been.

This is a departure and a little risky for me - because it's not a sex romp. Some risque' things happen because - it's Rocky Horror. However, it isn't anything that would really shock anyone who has ever been to one of their shows. It's campy and fun.

I wanted to see if that is a welcome storyline twist to people who follow my writing?

I definitely have a hard-core (small) group of dedicated perverts that seem to enjoy my writing. That's part of what drives me to stretch myself as an author. I wanted to make these characters feel as real as possible. I also wanted to incorporate Rocky Horror into an erotic story - not sure if anyone has done that except in fanfiction. A kind of homage.

I've also made a conscious attempt to use vintage photographs whenever possible to include as captions of the story. I wanted to capture the big hair and make-up of the 1980s.

Keeping the Babysitter in Line - is imho one of the best stories I've ever written. I don't get a lot of feedback about it.

I'll be curious (especially when I post the Rocky chapters) if you enjoy it. I would love to hear from you.

What if sex-fiction was written by women, that have only a passing understanding of men's bodies/turn ons? This is how I think they would write it.

His testicles bounced in front of me. He opened his plump lips but annoying words came out. He mumbled something about fantasy football. He ejaculated prematurely and disappointed me. Then he rolled over and went to sleep.

Later, he sat silently and watched the game. His nut sack was like two great orbs before me. They bounced back and forth. I tried to engage him in conversation but he only had something to say about the super bowl. He was so cute.

I couldn't help but sigh imagining those pert testicles. They sagged high and tight. He was getting older though. One day his testicles would sag much lower and not tight. He would be relegated to the back pages of a woman's black book and replaced by a younger man with high and tight testicles.

He batted his eyelashes at me as if begging for me to protect him from the world. His balls bulged in his tiny shorts. I told him that from now on he would wear no underwear because that would be sexy. He poop striped his jeans and did not know how to do his own laundry.

He pulled them off and threw them on the floor, where he intended to pick them up in the morning and put them on again because in his own words "they were mostly still clean."

His pubic hair was a tangled mess, that smelled of Funyuns and sweat. He had never heard of manicuring or even cleaning under his nails. They smelled of the last thing he had eaten. He jabbed his finger inside me as if that was masturbation. His nails snagged my insides but thankfully he thought that ten seconds was enough rubbing and tried to get on with getting on top of me.

He groaned and sweat on me. Then he put his thing into me. He did not wait until I orgasmed. Then he finished and rolled over and went to sleep. He made sure that I had to sleep in the wet spot.

The End.

(In case it was not obvious - this is an attempt at levity)