Jaded Appetites

Nakano Yutaka has tried every sexual act known to man, and now even the perversions on display at Tokyo’s most exclusive sex clubs barely hold his attention. Yutaka had almost given up on the search for something that can still arouse him, when a stranger tells him of an exclusive underground S&M club where the sex is too shocking to be described, even in the extreme circles Yutaka frequents. Intrigued, he goes seeking the ultimate satisfaction of his jaded appetites. (M/F)


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Editor(s): Lon Sarver
Cover Designer(s): Siol na Tine
Cover Art Credits: Art by Siol na Tine.
Production Editor(s): Erika L. Firanc
Proofreader(s): JhP323
Length: Short Story (3,000 Words)
Chapter(s): 1
Publication Date: November 25, 2013
Serialization Date: December 10, 2016
Archive(d) on December 17, 2016
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The trouble was that Yutaka had become bored, disenchanted with fucking and all its associated games. He had done everything, like any collector when his collection is finished, he felt hollow.

A tall man with a glass of sake sat down beside him. “Looks like all three enjoyed that.”

“I suppose they did” he answered and drank more beer.

“You don’t seem very interested in tonight’s entertainment.”

“Been there, done that. Done it so many times I have lost count.”

“You sound a little disillusioned, my friend.”

“When you have done everything from bondage to bukkake, things start getting a little old. You know the old saying, nothing is new.”

The man leant closer. “Surly there is something you haven’t tried. People are coming up with new games and tricks all the time. Very inventive in that field, humans.”

Yutaka looked at the man. Was he mad or drunk? He was a tall man with a florid completion and a long nose. He looked foreign and the UV lights in the club cast him in a weird relief

“The internet must have something new to offer. It is the greatest parade of deviancy and aberrant sexual behaviour the world has ever seen.”

“I’m a doer, my friend, not a watcher. Voyeurism became a crushing bore for me before I left school. Any damn fool can squat in front of a computer screen frigging them

selves raw. What’s the point? Reality or nothing. There is no ‘virtual sex’ for me.”

“So you have done it all?” The man sipped his sake like a bird and cast a disbelieving look at Yukata. “Bestiality?” he enquired.

“I’m a committed animal lover”.

“Hard sports?”

“Done that shit.”


“I always had a stiff.”

“Till some rotten bastard split on you.”

Yukata almost choked on his beer at the man’s joke. He was taking a shine to the stranger.

“So can you think of anything fresh in the sins of the flesh?”

The man grinned a tigerish grin.

“Oh god yes. We are alike, you and I. Connesures of weird sex. Worshippers at the altar of fuck. But I have been doing this longer than you. I’m older than I look and I have discovered some strange things in my time. Stuff a human mind, even one like yours, would never conceive of.”

Yukata smiled at the man’s complement. On the floor a mistress riding her slave and controlling his direction and speed by reaching behind her mount and slashing at his exposed balls with her impressive nails. “My mind can conceive of a lot but everything it conceived of I have done repeatedly, endlessly, grindingly, till the lustre has gone.”

“Ha, ha, ha the lustre, priceless. Let me get you a drink.”

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