Hi gang!

Don't worry about me, I'm still alive. I've been locked up in a cage in Master's basement. Naked, cold, and so very horny. I have a dog dish filled with food and another dog dish filled with water (I hope it's water). I have a nice powerful vibrator with a big box of batteries, which helps pass the time when Master is away at work. Master gave me a bunch of drawing materials so I could continue making my artwork down here. And he just let me out for the first time in months to send out this post on my blog.

I've been drawing like fuckin crazy, but I haven't had time to get in touch with you. Please see some of the stuff I've done over the past few months. I'm not sure when I'll be able to write again; Master wants me back in the cage to make more artwork. Love you all. Kisses.

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

So I wanted to tell you about a lovely little dream I woke up from last night. It was about me, of course. I was slave. Naked and cold on an auction stage. There was a very heavy chain attached to an iron collar around my neck. My hands were tied behind my back. The front of my body faced several dozen people who were shouting out bids for my flesh. I was proud to be considered worth some money, after all that's what a slave's life is all about. When the bidding got close to two thousand dollars, the bids came slower and slower until a man in a black t-shirt ended up with the high bid. When the auctioneer called it, I was sold for two thousand dollars.

They led me off the stage in the heavy chains and left me with the cashier until all the other slave girls had been auctioned off. I waited impatiently for my new owner to come and pay for me. And when he came to the cashier, the cashier looked among all us naked girls, searching for the numbers that had been painted on our thighs. "67 is over there, 98 is there, and 114 is right there." The cashier pointed right at me, number 114. A guard came and took the heavy iron collar from my neck and replaced it with a light leather collar with an attached leash. Three of us naked slaves were led to our new owner. We three had never met before. As we regarded each other's beauty, our new owner paid for us. He took our leashes and ordered us to the parking lot.

Our skins shone brilliantly in the sun. When we reached his car, he put the other two girls in the back seat and opened the trunk for me.  "Get in, slave whore." He held my leash as I stepped over the bumper. One foot in the trunk and one on the pavement, I almost fell over. My balance was off, remember my hands were still tied behind my back. He gave me a little push and I fell into the trunk beside his spare tire.  He pulled my hair and forced me to my knees. "If you weren't a slave girl, I'd almost say you were pretty. But you're a slave, so as far as I'm concerned you're just a fuck bitch." I liked it when he told me these things. He meant that he was glad he bought me.

Never letting go of my hair, he unzipped his trousers and pulled his massive cock out into the sunshine. My eyes grew wide at the sight of his manhood. "Suck master's cock," he commanded. He pulled my hair until I tipped forward, almost spilling out of the trunk. His penis pressed against my moist lips and I opened to receive him. With men and women and slave girls walking through the parking lot, my master pumped his rigid cock into my face hole. I nearly suffocated on his cock, and when he was nearly ready to cum I started to choke.

He spurt three times. The first was straight down my gullet. The second was in my mouth with a long string of sperm hanging from my bottom lip. The third was right into my eye and across my cheek. "Not bad for two thousand dollars," he said as he put his cock back into his trousers.

He pushed me back into the trunk.  "Relax whore, it's a three hour drive back to the farm." And the he slammed the trunk door in my face. I could taste him all the way to my new home.

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

Hi folks! I'm back again with a set of thumbnails from recent artwork. This set includes a couple more panels from my "No skill required" story - the sharks are starting to dig into their lunch! There's a buried alive drawing. There's also a couple slave drawings involving chains and rope bondage. Of course there is an erotic dairy cow image in which I am helpless to do anything but lactate for my owner's profit. There is a new pony girl training drawing I did to show how hard I have to work to get in shape for the races. And there is a delicious buzzsaw peril drawing, which stretches me over the table with the saw threatening to cut me in two right across my belly!

I hope you enjoy these drawings!

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

Grab a whip, or a paddle and start smacking my smooth submissive ass. Access to my member's-only gallery at Anxiety Garden has been restored for a little over a week. Thanks to several of you who have already come back to watch me get punished like the low-life slave slut that I am. I kind of slowed down my production of naughty erotic artwork while the member's only gallery was out of commission...I needed a little break, but I'm back in it now, grinding out some new erotic artwork depicting my personal fantasies of slavery, punishment and peril. Please cum check me out!

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

I understand that some of you who have attempted to join my members' gallery have experienced some difficulty getting access. I'm told there is a temporary glitch in the payment processor which should be resolved as soon as possible. In the meantime, I suggest that you keep checking back here for updates and my website for free erotic artwork. I promise you will be able to get access sometime soon.

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

So I just wanted to raise a little awareness of the links page on my website at http://amber.eroticillusions.com/free/links.htm. There are several websites in this list owned by artists that do artwork in many of the same fantasies/fetishes as my own. If you like my artwork, you may like their's. Please find some time to check them out.

If you have a website with similar content, please consider sending me a link to it at amberanxious@yahoo.com. It may be a site I haven't seen before and I'm always looking out for new and interesting stuff.

Also, I've approved a few dozen new members at the anxietygarden yahoo group, but there has been little activity. I realize most people are just looking for free artwork and there's nothing wrong with that, but I would like to generate some discussion about any of the fantasies and fetishes you see on my website. Please check it out and share some experiences and fantasies with the rest of us.

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

Okay, so last week I got a new piercing in my left ear, just for kicks. But while getting it done, and ever since, I've been thinking about extreme body modifications. And now it seems I'm a little obsessed with the fantasy of getting something really drastic done to make myself more attractive to potential fuck buddies. One that keeps coming to mind is the idea of getting all my teeth removed so that it was some kind of selling point when trying to pick up guys.

"Hey dude, you know I have false teeth, so I could suck your cock for hours."

I wonder if that would work?

:)

I started writing a story about medical procedures and extreme body mods that I hope I will finish soon so I can share with the folks at my member's gallery. Let's just say that the main character (of course, me) goes to extreme lengths to turn herself into the ultimate Dumb Blonde.

Here's some more thumbs of recent artwork. I've been doing more black & white, sketchy-type stuff lately. I like to switch it up or I'll get bored doing any one thing. Hope you like.

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

Hi Folks! Just popping in to make a quick announcement.

I created a Yahoo! Group called anxietygarden. There's not much there right now, but I'd really like to generate some discussion about the fantasies that so many of us share. If you have the time, please stop in at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/anxietygarden/.

Click to join anxietygarden

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

Where has the time gone? I spent so much time in 2007 at the drawing table pumping out deliriously dangerous dramas ffrom my nightmares. Sometimes I think it would be cool to be a slave to my artwork. Chained to the desk with a pencil glued to my fingers and my owner standing over me ready gove me a lashing with their whip if I should slow down too much.

Honestly, I love doing this artwork. I've had countless orgasms just thinking about this stuff. I reached a milestone last week, with over 200 images in the member's gallery. Although I think I produced nearly 100 new images during the year, some of my nightmares are just too difficult to illustrate properly, which is why I started writing a little during 2007. I have several more started but just haven't found the right way to end them.

I discovered a new anxiety-inducing fetish, which is the sport of game hunting. That is, when I'm the game running naked through the forest and tracked by cruel hunters. Last week I started a new illustrated story called 'The Trophy', staring myself in a desperate bid to escape from bloodthirsty hunters. So far I've been able to avoid getting shot, but I think there's a good chance my luck will run out before the end.

My first illustrated story 'No Skill Required', is nearly complete as I find myself thrashing about in the pool surrounded by hungry sharks. Unfortunately I've been slow in finishing up the last few panels due to more writer's block and composing the images to go with the story. I have no trouble drawing it out, but I'm struggling to find the proper way to finish myself off...er...to finish the story off. I'm getting close though, so I hope you all stay tuned. It's sure to be a little messy.

Overall, I think my artwork has improved over the course of the last year. I feel more confident laying down strong lines, and I think it shows in terms of the amount of time it takes me to complete a piece of artwork. I'm pumping them out a lot faster than I used to, and that's so important to me. 'Cause when I get the next image in my head and I'm still struggling to get the last one done, it can be a little frustrating. That's when I start to think of myself as a slave to the artwork. But then I remember that my owner is waiting for me to finish; waiting to crack the whip! One or two really good ograsms later I get it done and move on to the next anxious moment.

Here's the latest set of thumbnails from completed images. I hope you enjoy my art, and I look forward to serving each and every one of you in 2008!

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

Been having some different dreams lately. After reading some interesting literature on the subject, I got turned on by the fantasy of being hunted like a wild animal. Just another use for a slave girl in my twisted dream world. They buy me at auction just like any other slave, but then they take me out to their hunting range. They tie me up and have their way with me. Then they put the fear into me. They tell me I have to run into the woods because they're going to chase after me and hunt me down. Guns, arrows, knifes, it's all the same. I run for my life. My nakedness rushing through their fenced-in hunting range, frantically looking for hiding places. But they always find me in the end. They blow my back out with their guns, shoot arrows into my tits, and basically make a mess of me. Then I'm strung up naked and bloody, field-dressed as if I were a dead doe, and sometimes eaten by hungry cannibals.

It's a fantasy that came to me pretty recently, but it's one that has kept be quite busy lately. It's been pretty intense. I've actually lost a little sleep because of it, and definately had to clean the sheets too.

I opened up a new section in my members gallery at Garden of Anxiety for this "Hunted" fantasy and already started sketching and illustrating it. I hope you like this fantasy as much as I do....

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

Cheers folks!

I've gotten myself involved in a new exciting project over at Debauched Dreams. This is an erotic art and story site with four distinct categories:

• Erotica
• Other Worlds
• Peril
• Fetish

Each category is host to dozens of artists' work, aimed at fans who are interested in any of the following topics, and more: Sex, Softcore, Fantasy, Pinup, Lesbian, Monsters, Tentacles, SciFi, Alien, Bondage, BDSM, Water Sports, all Trans, Pony Girls, Femdom, Cannibalism, Vore, Dark, Asphyxiation, Rape, Forced Sex. That is just a series of key phrases that were developed by the site organizers as a guide. You'll find a lot of weird shit in there, including some of the erotic stuff I do with regard to my dreams, like slavery, farm fetish, monsters, alien abductions, perilous misadventures and shark attacks. You can also find some free erotic artwork at Debauched Dreams under 'previews'.

I'm proud to announce that I've posted some of my work to three of these categories; Other Worlds, Peril, and Fetish. So if you are looking for another way to find my artwork, you can find some of it there. But not all of it. As always, you can still find my entire gallery of erotic art at Garden of Anxiety, or free stuff at Anxiety Garden.

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

Hi gang,

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

There's one fantasy I have where I'm blown away by an impossibly large cock, like something right out of a X-rated Alice in Wonderland fable. Admitedly it's a little bit different than most of the fantasies I illustrate.  But I recently drew a version of this fantasy with the monstrous cock exploding above me and drenching me in cum, leaving me in a big sticky mess of sperm.

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

One of my earliest erotic fantasies that had a sci-fi sort of twist to it was inspired by some artwork I saw in a friend's copy of Heavy Metal magazine years and years ago. I haven't seen the artwork since then, but the image was burned into my memory. It consisted of a cyborg girl that had a fitting at the base of her skull (somewhat similar to the plug-in from 'The Matrix' movies). She plugged a mechanical hose into the back of her head, and the other end was connected to a special portable sperm vacuum. She then proceeded to suck a man's cock to collect his sperm in the machine.  You might think that in the future, such girls like that would be necessary in order to maintain the population.  Who gives a shit. I got off on the idea that I was one of those girls whose job it was to collect sperm like that. I'm half-woman, half-machine, with only one purpose - to collect sperm. Use my mouth to make them cum, never allowed to taste it, just let it pass through me and into a refrigerated vacuum-powered machine. The feeling of those pulsing cocks in my mouth would have to be enough for me.

I did my own rendition of this erotic fantasy and put it up in my free erotic art gallery at Anxiety Garden. Check it out.

Here's some more thumbs from recent artwork. All of this is available in my members' site at Garden of Anxiety.

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

Hi gang,

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

I found something on the 'net and now it's time I blow someone else's horn for awhile. His name is Stefano Mendoza and he's got some really cool art. The girls he draws are just totally cool. It's not BDSM related or anything. Just really voluptuous figures that I would love to squeeze, and I'm sure you would too.

Click the image to see Stefano's gallery.

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

You can find new sample artwork on my free website at Anxiety Garden. I've freshened up the look of the site a little.  Take a look.

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

Hi folks! I guess I forgot to drop in here lately to tell you all that I'm still creating new erotic fun artwork all the time. Right now I'm on a farm fetish kick, drawing up things like those dreams I have about being milked in a dairy farm like I was a milk cow.  But here's some thumbnails of stuff I did back in February to wet your appetites.

Luv, your slave,

Amber.

Hi gang!

Luv, your slave,

Amber.