A young couple arrives at an isolated country mansion to spend the weekend with an aunt they did not see for a long time. The house is strangely altered and unusually luxurious. Is it because it is used as a filming location by an American company, as the aunt keeps telling them? Or is there more to it than meets the eye? And what about the strange noises in the night? It leaves them profoundly puzzled. And when they start to investigate the strange happenings they suddenly find themselves in mortal danger.
They manage to rescue the aunt from the clutches of a ruthless adventuress who is not afraid to kill. When they interrogate her, it turns out this woman does not operate alone. The identity of the traitor comes as a rude shock to the aunt. She wants revenge and reveals herself as a first class dominatrix as she plans a severe and humiliating punishment. And as she carries out that punishment, other and totally unexpected developments occur in and around the country mansion. Developments that will force the young couple to play roles none of them could ever have foreseen. Roles that will change their lives forever…
Targeted Audience: Adult
Alcazar is a widely travelled author who currently lives in Europe. Working as an international consultant, he translates complex technical subjects into everyday language. He is the author of several professional books, training courses and a large number of articles.
Over the past years he has applied his writing skills to bondage and BDSM stories. Alcazar's life-long interest and active participation in BDSM gives his stories a real authentic feeling. They are all written against the backdrop of countries and cities in different parts of the world. He also has a fondness for letting his stories end with a wickedly unexpected twist…
When reviewing one of his stories, a steaming blend of BDSM fantasy and actual technological possibilities, one critic wrote:
'… he has succeeded in making something totally outrageous sound entirely plausible… And he has done so erotically…'
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
A visit to what once has been a "stately home" and the dark, brooding atmosphere of that house and its surroundings. I suddenly imagined the things that could have happened here, in this isolated spot. After that I started adding things to the framework. Love, passion, betrayal, crime, bondage and domination, punishment…
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Sample from Book:
´My God! I have never dreamt I would ever wear something like this!’ Linda exclaimed as she held up the dress and the undergarments. She enthusiastically started to put on the corset but in the end she needed Mike’s help to draw the laces tight.
Linda was as excited as a schoolgirl going to her first dance. She had hooked the taupe silk stockings to the garters, wriggled into the long dark blue satin dress and slipped into the high heeled shoes. And by the time she had slipped into the tiny black-lace knickers that hardly covered her crotch, her pussy was already moist and warm.
While she perched on a stool in front of a large mirror, to comb her hair and adjust her make-up, Mike sat down on a pink satin covered couch. He was dressed in a black dinner jacket, thick white silk shirt and a small cravat. Holding a whisky and smoking a small cheroot he watched Linda putting the last touches of make-up to her face.
‘What do you think of all this?’ he asked, taking a swig from his glass.
‘It’s glorious and wonderful and…a bit kinky…’ she said. Looking at him in the mirror, she saw the concern on his face.
‘What’s wrong Mike?’
‘I don’t know’ he said, shaking his head. ‘There’s something wrong… I’m just a bit worried about all this…’
‘It all feels so … unnatural; and that maid. She gives me the creeps!’
‘You worry too much’ said Linda as she rose from her stool to give him a kiss. Then she stepped in front of the mirror, turning this way and that. Taking a few paces back she tossed her hair backwards and ran her hands down her body.
‘How do you like me?’ she asked over her shoulder.
‘You’re a sight for sore eyes!’ said Mike and indeed she was. The long satin dress accentuated her shapely figure. Elbow length gloves and some nice jewellery made her look like a 19th century society lady, dressed to awe and seduce.
She picked up her purse and with a smile he offered her his arm.
‘May I escort you down, madam?’ he asked in mock formality.
When they came into the library they saw that Aunt Claire had also changed. This time she wore an ankle length, burgundy red dress, with a deep décolleté that provided a generous view of her fine bosom. It made her look even more regal and commanding.