Fandom: ......................... Captain America (the new one)
Characters/Pairings: .... Johann Schmidt/OFC
Rating & Warnings: ...... non-con, torture
Notes: ..................... this is not a romance fanfic, I am not even sure if porn with out plot is a an acurate label, it focuses on this unhealthy dynamic between the OFC (French Underground member) after getting on Schmidt's wrong side.
I really like to get it done by xmas. So far I am in 3000+ words. I need advice on pacing, maybe some feedback on how well I present the dynamics and grammar.
Here are the snippets from the story, taken from the first 3000 words.
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Characters/Pairings: .... Johann Schmidt/OFC
Rating & Warnings: ...... non-con, torture
Notes: ..................... this is not a romance fanfic, I am not even sure if porn with out plot is a an acurate label, it focuses on this unhealthy dynamic between the OFC (French Underground member) after getting on Schmidt's wrong side.
I really like to get it done by xmas. So far I am in 3000+ words. I need advice on pacing, maybe some feedback on how well I present the dynamics and grammar.
Here are the snippets from the story, taken from the first 3000 words.
“A very lengthy lesson in manners, shall most certainly not be wasted on you.”
Seeing her lips tremble and feeling her breath quicken, Johann wondered how long it would it would take to break her resistance. He hoped not to soon, the break in phase was often the most pleasurable. Arrogance was never a good indicator of actual strength of character. Testing her resolve further he licked part of her earlobe.
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So far he was already having a good time and he had not even begun. Stepping back he took one last look at her unblemished figure. Adrienne was a curvy woman with soft milky white skin. She was not an athlete but pleasant to look at. While he had felt a mild attraction before, seeing her this helpless made her more attractive to him than if she had been the modern time equivalent of Helen of Troy.
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“I do understand”, she interjected hoping to stop another hit, “Herr Schmidt.”
Hearing a cold snicker, Adrienne realised that she had figured it out correctly. She hated saying his name like this. He probably knew this, she was sure he had planned for this to happen. Her escape had been too easy and she blamed herself for falling into that trap.
“Good.”
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Maybe it was because she had offended him with her refractoriness. He had not only enjoyed chastising her it had stirred up a carnal desire which would not be quenched in one night. Before his inclination had been solely to dominate and humiliate her, now it had turned into something much darker.
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