Having been viciously pissy for the past three days, it perked me up to see that Ravenous Romance had released a new special Day-Before- Half-Off-Candy-Day story, Love Birds. The last couple of RR short stories have been duds, but this was a story by Isabel Roman, she of the shaven pubic hair and genital insults. Surely there would be something to mine.

We start out promising. All of the female characters are stolen from bad Sex and the City fanfic, only their names are bird-themed (Lark, Cardinal, and so forth.) It's not horrifying, but just bland.

SatC Ripoff #4 loves antiquing, so her husband takes her to Gettysburg for an auction. As with all porn, dust, moldy hay, and Victorianism get her motor going, so it's time for a romance-novel quickie. This dialogue ensues:
“What are you? A slave master suddenly?” she grinned, an infectious quirk of the lips.

“Aha, up here in Yankee territory.” Alex was barely aware of what he said as Eva place one knee on each side of him and lowered her body so her center was just above his cock.
Let me be clear. I've skimmed hentai set in the Antebellum South. (It was a rather tame affair, all considered, with lots of hetero fucking-in-a-barn and maids with no shirtfronts.)

But even it knew better than to go there. Sure, BDSM-lite dialog can be amusing. And in a certain context, it can be horribly inappropriate.

I rather like to think which context this situation falls under is painfully obvious.
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