Saved

Warning & Contents


What kind of sex:
Male/male sex, oral and anal
Male/female sex (somewhat graphic or I wouldn't have mentioned it.)

Quality of said sex:
Consensual
Semi-consensual
Non-consensual
Non-consensual, violent and/or forceful

Female contents:
Male/female sex, implied
Male/female sex, graphic, 1 scene
Female minor character(s)
Female character, kind
Female character, bitchy
Female character, evil and/or sadistic - femdom type

Age of main male victim:
18 - 23

Themes:
Sanctioned slavery
Sanctioned sexual slavery (pleasure- and bedslaves, catamites, owned prostitutes etc.)
Master/slave interaction
Use & Abuse
Possession & obsession
Unequal relationship
Male prostitution
Romance
Sap
Angst

Kinks/Squicks:
Slave behavior/submissive character
Slave discipline/dominant character
Threath of death/execution
Threath of punishment and/or humiliation
Threath of castration
Violence and/or torture
Corporal punishments, whipping
Corporal punishments, spanking
Corporal punishments, slapping and/or beating
Confinement
Feminization
Restraints (gagging, rope, chains)
Bondage (restraints in a sexual situation)
Body piercing
Long hair
Pretty/beautiful boys/men
Blood and gore
Bodily functions

Death:
Minor characters only
Implied death

What's graphic:
Sex
Violence

What's implied:
Nothing in particular

Setting:
Fantasy

Status:
Complete

Size if complete:
Chapters: Prologue, 25 chapters, epilogue
Words: 152 754

Edited and/or betaed:
Neither. This is a rough first draft. My current plan is to edit and re-write the whole thing, after which I'll have it betaed. It might take a while due to its size, and general lack of time.

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If this was all that you wanted to know then...

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More information of a more useless kind now follows ^^

Background and General Information


'Saved' was first posted on FanFiction.net, but didn't last more than a few chapters there before the NC-17 ban.

There isn't really anything in particular to say about this story. I just sat down one day, being bored, and started to scribble down some random thoughts. After about half a page I looked at them, and they seemed to be some sort of prologue to a story. So I kept writing, and the story just grew from there. I played with the story now and then when I felt like it, and didn't write with any sort of logic at all ^^ I jumped back and forth, made things up as I wrote, let the characters surprise me, and let the story take its own course, as well as any twists and turns it fancied. I never thought anyone would read it, and so I was just playing around on particularly boring days. It's about five years between the first and the last word, and it took that long to write mostly because I dropped it for very long periods. It wasn't until I got the idea of posting my stuff on the Internet, and there was response for it, that I started to write regularly on it, and tried to actually finish it. Which I, to my great surprise, actually succeeded in, in 2003.

So the version you can read here is the complete one, it's also the very first one. Practically nothing has been altered since I first started to write on it, except for a few details here and there, such as misspellings and the like, that I happened to discover. But on the whole, this is still the very first draft. Due to that fact, there are of course many flaws to the story, both stylistically, grammatically and plot-wise. Stylistically the story is also suffering a bit from being written during such a long time span. You change in a few years, and it shows in your writing.

I'm currently trying to go through the whole thing, to fix as many of these flaws as possible, but I can't say anything about when I will be done with it. It's a rather long story, and I have so little time on my hands for this sort of work, unfortunately.

For some reason, this story is the one that has given me most response out of all I have ever written. I've got so many letters about it, and most of them has been positive reactions, in spite of its flaws. It has been great encouragement to me in my writing on the whole, and this story means quite a lot to me in many ways - roughly written as it is.

Thoughts


As you may have understood by my babbling above, there really weren't any profound thoughts behind this story. It practically wrote it self most of the times, and was just an attempt to make something that would include things that I would like to read about myself. The plot in itself is a cliché I suppose - "young man, captured in war, becomes the sexslave of the enemy general". But I weren't really trying to make something new at all. I liked the theme, but most "prisoner turns sexslave"-stories that I had read, had not been to my liking. More or less subconsciously, I suppose I just wanted to write the same story I had read so many times - but in my way! Now, as I have discovered so many great talents out there, I've read many satisfying stories of that, and similar themes, that are much better than mine. So, maybe 'Saved' would never have been written at all, had I known that back then ^^


If you managed to read all the way to here without falling into a dark pit of pure boredom, you will now be rewarded ^_~

On to the story!



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