Freedom is SlaveryThe difference between porn and erotica is all in your head, and mine. But since I’m the one writing this review, I’m going to go with my definition. Don’t think for a second that I sniff disdainfully at porn. Writing good porn is an art. Yes, porn often lacks character development. Yes, it often lacks plot. No one ever praises its strength though. Well-written porn can grab your libido in a couple sentences, have its way with you, and leave you panting. So where do I draw the line between the two? At telling everything instead of showing it and most important, a scene rather than a story.
We review literary erotica - erotica written in the style of literary fiction – at Erotica Revealed. Freedom is Slavery doesn’t meet that criteria. It is, by my definition, porn. However, I believe in looking at a book for what it is, not what it isn’t, which leaves me in a bit of a quandary.
This book is self-published, but generally well edited. I like the idea of including photographs with each entry, but the photos did nothing for me and the quality was probably hurt by the printing process. If the scenes get you off, you’re going to have a difficult time balancing the over-sized tome with one hand while you use the other.
The scenes in this book explore many sexual fantasies from breast feeding to pegging to forced feminization. Many of the stories are femme dome. Some are polysexual. Honestly, these scenes didn’t do anything for me. I wasn’t drawn into any of the fantasies and found the book easy to set down with little incentive to pick it up again. That’s too bad as the writer touches on several of my kinks. I kept wanting a story, but never got one. My deepest criticism is that my libido was never engaged by any of the scenes, which makes this okay porn, but not great. However, I could see where some readers might enjoy it, and the writing is competent, so I’ll give it a sideways rating.
