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Basement Bondage
a novel by Carmen Black
illustrated by Bill Ward
Command Books CMB – 162
Eros Publishing Co., Inc.
Wilmington, Delaware
1980

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True to its title, most of the action in Basement Bondage occurs in a basement. The tale weaves three themes into a kinky narrative with an assortment of victims whose roles change.

First, we're introduced to lesbian lovers Amy and Joyce. In a peaceful forest, they swoon in sapphic thrall, unaware of approaching danger.

A motorcycle gang kidnaps Joyce and delivers her to their client, Joel. The men amuse themselves with helpless Amy.

At Joel's mansion, Joyce gets bound to his bed and used for his pleasure. In the dungeon-like basement, she meets her sister captives, Kimberly and Maria.

Joel binds his sex slaves with rope, stocks, steel cuffs, collars and chains. He whips and spanks the women, and uses them for varied sexual activities. They fear him, feel the pain of his punishments yet are surprised that they also experience pleasure at his hands.

The last phase of narrative puts the three women in control of their former captor, Joel. The effective prose describes their festive mood when they give him a taste of his own discipline.

“Now we see how high the bastard can count,” Joyce agreed.

“How?” Kim interjected at that point.

“What do you mean ‘how?’” Joyce retorted. “We whip his ass the same way he did ours.”

“Do we all have whips and go at once?” Kim insisted. “Or do we take turns? And, if we do, how many swings do we get in a turn?”

“I weell go first,” Maria announced emphatically.

“Sure, you’re entitled,” Joyce agreed. “How many whips are there?”

“Lot’s,” Kimberly volunteered. “He keeps them back there with his other horror stuff.”

“Are we going to talk about heem or wheep heem?” Maria interrupted.

“Let’s go get some more whips,” Joyce suggested, turning and walking toward the dimmer part of the room. A second later the other two followed her.

It took her eyes a moment to become accustomed to the dimness, since the area she was used to being in was always floodlit. But, as she moved deeper into the rest of the room, she began to make out the things hanging from the peg-boarded wall. As Kim had indicated, there were lots of whips, of all different types.

“I want the cat,” Kim exclaimed, grabbing the nine-lashed whip. “I weel take the beeg one, the one he wheeped you weeth,” Maria said. For herself, Joyce took a long riding crop.

When they got near to Joel again, the blond said: “Be careful now, we don’t want to go hurting each other by mistake. Stay back until it’s your turn, then step in and swing and step back. And don’t start until I say to.”

She stepped up in front of Joel. “I’m thinking of a number between one and fifty,” she said. “If you can guess it, you’ll only get half of the blows. But if you miss, you’ll get twice as many. Want to take a chance?”

“I’m not going to start acknowledging blows until you sing them out.” With that, she stepped back a couple of steps and nodded to Maria.

The girl drew back the whip and swung it with all her might, slashing it down across Joel’s shoulders. “YYYYYYAAAAA!” the young man screamed.

As Maria stepped back, Kim took a step forward, using her momentum to increase the velocity at which the lashes flew through the air. “One,” Joel gasped, just before the nine strands bit into his back and made him scream: “AAAAAGGHHH! Two!”

Joyce took her time about getting into position, heightening Joel’s fear. Then, when she swung the whip, she slashed it across his naked stomach, making his knees jerk up reflexively. “Three!” he gasped as his scream echoed through the room.
Around and around they went, the whips whistling through the air to cut new stripes across Joel’s unblemished skin. At first his screams grew louder and more agonized . . . .

Then, Joyce straps on a dildo.

The text has been re-set for the ebook iteration. Few changes were made to the colorful prose. 44000 words.

Although the story doesn't provide descriptions of what female characters wear, Mr. Ward's 13 illustrations show them in garter belts, nylons, spike heels, and, sometimes, boots and corsets. His pictures co-relate to the characters and many of the events in the story, but not every scenario appears in his fine ink renderings.

Pictures were placed near text that best describes what they show. There is a less than perfect alignment of Mr. Ward's art and Ms. Black's narrative.

Brightness and contrast were adjusted. Optimized pictures transposed nicely to ebook format on 50 pages.

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