Please note the content warning at the end of my review.
This books is said to be “A dark exploration of sensual obsession, dominance and control. Submerge yourself in a dangerous, erotic journey of self-discovery between Master and slave.”
And to that I say, “you can say that again.”
Please keep in mind while reading my review that I’m a firm believer in the adage, ‘to each his own,’ so as far as I’m concerned, what people do, consensually, in the privacy of their own bedroom – figuratively speaking - is their business. Me? I don’t understand the need to inflict - or receive - pain for the sake of sexual arousal, but I do understand that for some people, it’s a loving, satisfying, intensely important part of their relationships. And more power to ‘em!
I’ve read some reviews of this story, both pro and con, but mine… I can’t find the words to cover all the things I think and feel about it. Emotions I experienced while reading would include incredulity, sorrow, anger, confusion, sympathy, fear, hope… just to name a few. I will say that because my emotions were so tied up in knots I didn’t find the story erotic or hot. That’s not a criticism, in fact, it’s a testament to the author’s ability to tell a tale and take me into such a dark place that all I could think about were ways to escape… and then wondering if I’d actually want to.
To say that Mark Stratton is merely an obsessed fan is being far too generous. What he is, is one f*c*ed up SOB. Even that is putting it mildly, and is another reason I couldn’t get comfortable enough to find this story erotic. Had he been a mentally stable, emotionally solid sadist, and Emily Hunter his willing masochist, I’d probably have gone through my year's supply of batteries before finishing this book!
Just sayin...
Anyway… given how intense this story is, how dark and down-right chilling, the author did a brilliant thing by ending it the way she did. And no, it didn’t turn out to be a ‘dream/nightmare’ tale, but other than that, I’ll give nothing more away.
Content Warning: This story is not romanticized BDSM. There’s kidnapping, humiliation, degradation, rape, extreme punishment and pain. Anal sex, urination, deprivation of varying sorts… I can’t even remember all the ‘tools’ Mark used to force Emily’s compliance, but needless to say, I urge caution if you’re thinking of reading this book.
Rating this story is hard because I loved it for the same reasons I hated it, and it’s all due to the author’s talent and ability to tell a tale that pushed hard against the walls of my comfort zone, and yet had me spellbound. I'm still not sure if I liked it, loved it or what. It grabbed hold and pulled me under. I struggled not knowing if I wanted to surface for air or drown in the dark. Will I read this story again? Probably not. Will I look for more by this author? Absolutely.