Sunday, January 27, 2008

The Shocking Kiss of Objectionable

Meeee-ooow! Well, step on moi's madly slashing tail! The Kougar had no idea with all her big fat 0's in the comment section, that much of anyone, other than her Lovely Big Cats, dared view her...warning! warning! 'objectionable' blog. Could it be merely the frantic search engine fanatics, their righteous eyes glazing sexual frustration, searching out the word oh! horror of all deadly horrors, the word 'erotic'? Or maybe 'smut'?
Well, keep your claws retracted, moi has pressed the warning adult content button -- albeit, she accomplished this vital mission before she actually witnessed 'the' WARNING. Having considered her blog rumblings were not for tiny kittens.
Purring-growl, if you are one of the objecting objectionables, why not dare the unthinkable, and yowl away in the comment section, so at least, the Kougaress has the opportunity for a just and fanged defense of herself. Or simply hide away in your dungeons of repression, suppression and foul disregard for our Constitutional liberties, one of them being freedom of speech. Or the freedom to meow and purr and growl as this Big Cat will continue doing. No, tyranny and the ubiquitous politically correct point of view, has not completely eliminated all of us, who run on the wild side of freedom, liberty, truth and justice for all.
Roar! Huge gigundis roar! Patrick Henry forever!

On a happier purring note, the Kougar's edits for Red Lioness Tamed have been accepted and praised. Happy, big-smiling Kougar face! Yay! Wiggle and roll. Yay!
And her current WIP, Curses Were Strange Beasts -- Chronicles of an Earth-Bound Goddess, is flowing along, mostly...such fun for a goddess girl to write about herself. (Does this get the giant red O on the Kougaress's furry forehead?)

And, a little gift, Beautiful Big Kitties...no, not a tasty chicken dinner brought to your lair, but the first flash fiction the Kougar has ever written (copyright fiercely enforced, of course) -- written for the Liquid Silver blog, Sexpressions.
Oh yowl no! There's another nasty objectionable word, SEX!

She inspected the splendidly muscled racing stallion, sliding her experienced hands all over his sculpted sleek body. The more she stroked over him, the more the blood bay stallion she thought to use for her mare, arched his neck and stood at attention. "You’re perfect," she softly crooned, her breath touching his cheek. "Where’s your master? – So, I can make arrangements for your services."
She frowned, impatiently shaking her long diva-red hair. Her favorite mare had come into heat. Where...?
"He’s mine...Sherrana."
That deep unforgettable voice.
She whirled toward the man who had abandoned her on their wedding night.


By Savanna Kougar

Untamed kisses from the Kougar...

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