Fictions
All is a fiction, sometimes not.
SIN STREET
A surrealist neo-noir erotica
EGO-EROTIC TRIP
An addictive ego-erotic triptych about bullshit jobs, corporate abuses, and the New York sex industry.
WHO IS SISSITRIX?
I write and draw with a ballpoint pen. All is a fiction, maybe not. It’s about domination, and humiliation. Continue reading →
LATEST FICTIONS
Act 4, Marisol Vega
A late-night radio host chases a vanished caller to Cairo and finds a Sissitrix canvas waiting underground. The Mouth doesn’t enter through her lips. It enters through her ear — because Marisol was never aroused by bodies. Only by the exact moment a voice stops lying.
Act 3, Vladimir Volkov
Moscow in February. A combat veteran wraps himself in compression to quiet the noise. At an underground Sissitrix…
Act 2, Evelyn Hart
Evelyn Hart collects art that stares back harder than people do. When she wins a Sissitrix tongue at…
Act 1, Jonah Voss
A Boston PI takes a missing-persons case that leads him to a Sissitrix canvas in a derelict cannery.…
The Loan
“I placed the painting between my legs. Tongue facing me. It didn’t move. Not at first. Then, slowly,…
THE BOOK OF SISSITRIX
120 days of a perverted biomechanical experience.
EXPERIMENT
Biomechanical art
A neuro-link interface transmitter for bio-pods, paired with a nexus of synthetic neurons designed for robotic…
EXPERIMENT
Mechanical Hole
A flesh-mechanical sexual orifice with synthetic nerve-tubing, chrome cartilage, and a neuro-link interfaced with the cerebral…
EXPERIMENT
Last Report
My perversion was to direct electro-waves, robotic orgasms, electromagnetic arcs, and giant bursts of light all…
EXPERIMENT
Neuroactivation
The sensory substitution sex systems were the ultimate, new layer of pleasure and pain on this…
DEBAUCHERY SQUARE
We hunt pleasure. We catch pain. With Kate Granger.
Latest short stories
Cuckold’s delight
A cuckold’s delight. She called you into the room to watch Daddy stretching out your wife. Look Sissy, he is breeding her, filling her up, while you jerk you little shrimp.
Sextortion Game
For sure this sextortion game could lead to millions in debt, but so far this trick got me sucked for a dollar — here and now. That’s all and I would say, surely enough!
Can She Kill?
This is my story. I became famous. Too rich, too fast. Power is a poison, a fatal commodity for a kid transitioning from childhood to adulthood. She was almost my mother.
Millionaire’s Gala
At the millionaires’ gala the guests were amazing, but we are nothing else than a facade. Nothing left inside. We are sexless. Fortunately an excess make-up hides it well.
Abduction App
Following the success of the Kidnapping Game created by Victoria De Cock in December 2021, the experiment has been repeated and extended to a larger group of preys.
Deviant Lolita
Lolita was a serious deviant girl, perverse in all her thoughts. All was a game she must lose. A never-ended humiliation loop where a degrading experiment led to another.
Rubber Drone
Our medical devices are set for unreal orgasms. But with our rubber drone, keep in mind that the line between a friendly play and a rigorous one is very thin. Are you brave enough?
Bimbo Facefuck
Not only a sexy slut attracting dozens of men with my bimbo body, but also a worthless stupid whore, throatfucked and used. I am the toy of perverts, ready to swallow!
Atomic Anna
Peter, the sex explorer, would probably never have been one without her. A man develop under the desires of his wife. It’s the story of Atomic Anna, a woman like you have rarely seen.
Plastic Peter
The early research of a sex explorer and the creation of the first known “Fuck factory.” Or how to grow up in the shadow of a perverse pin-up, an adored alcoholic, and a deranged scientist.
Lick Stick
A short poem about what happens in that limousine on U.S. Route 1, somewhere on the East Coast. It is dedicated to Pauline Réage, author, and pseudonym, of the erotic novel “Story of O”.
Perverse Pastries
Have you ever inserted slowly your finger in a tight donut hole? Engulfed back and forth an éclair in your filthy mouth? Played intensively with the dark chocolate leaking from a croissant?
Cream Cocktail
You come every night to see her at the bar. The days she is here, her allure gives you goosebumps. Tonight, you decide to meet her. How strange are these twenty steps in her direction?
Private Nurse
Good morning. I am your nurse. The Dr. Clitterhouse told me to tell you the operation was a charm. You became the one you dreamed of being. I know you get excited about the strangest things…
Porn Junkie
You watch porn. Until that day you found this first picture of your wife — online. She knows you like humiliation. Oddly, it excited you to discover her. You fantasized about sucking Them, with Her…
Pro Hedonist
I am a professional hedonist. A rich old bitch, Ivy-educated, secret keeper, sexy dinner date, wine connoisseur, travel companion, and their favorite slut. Here for epicurean adventures. Follow them…
Sexual Surveillance
When the January 6 insurrection occurred, they had been doing this for months: using the video surveillance recognition system to spot the peculiarities of visitors.
Boxing Day
You are tired of being a punching bag at the table. You are freaky, and you are not going to change it. How stressful could be the Holiday Season! I thought that the best solution to your problem would be an abduction.
Sissy Mangina
Train your sissy mangina. Please your dominant mistress. Lock your clitty. Open your mangina. Stretch your mind.
Broken toy
You stand in front of me. Properly tied. Delicately gagged. You don’t move. Well, you can’t move. You hear me say “…a blind toy ready to play with.” We are fragile! That’s what we are. We all know how weak the body is.
Free sex
I was desperate for a hookup. Everybody would smell it at first sight, and rejected me after I paid for the first drink. Wasn’t I capable of getting free sex? I would have done anything for free. Give a chance to some free sex.
Sex, lies, and ropes
The hunting season has started, and many predators drink their early morning coffee inside a hunting box in an isolated country. Not me, I hate the countryside. I am a city hunter. I take my coffee at the corner
Even Sex
I wanted to forget about sex. Because — even sex… I am so average. I wanted to forget myself in that club. In the restroom, I found a back entry to Heaven. I cannot remember the club but I saw Eve with her snake.
Ice Cream
I wanted badly an ice cream, but pretended not to know him. He was cute at the corner booth. A middle-aged man with no taste. Dressed like a college teacher. Proud Member of the Wifey-dunno-fuck-anymore Club.
Excuse my French
This is what my Parisian lover is telling me. I love when he speaks French but Is it below the English that refers to it? What is this insanity? It is what he means? I guess my boyfriend is one of these dirty French!
Short Books
Download one, get naughty, and repeat — nine books, each illustrated with a dozen of original drawings.