#402427 - Chronolog Bound Age Gene Bilbrew Hilbarth

Chronolog “Bound Age”
illustrated by Gene Bilbrew
Hilbarth, Inc.
Buffalo, New York
1972

digital replica

All the magazine-sized illustrated Hilbarth volumes we've seen show the publisher's address and date of publication on page two. Although our copy of Chronolog “Bound Age” shows excellent production and paper quality, the publisher's name does not appear anywhere, nor does “Printed in the United States of America.” Many issues advertise Hilbarth products from Regency House on the inside front cover, but not here.

Could there have been pirated editions of Hilbarth products? Or did the layout artist merely forget to complete the publisher's page?

Valencia's father disapproves of her promiscuous, party-girl lifestyle and arranges to have her attend Madame Dominique's Bondage School. Madame Dominique seizes Valencia at her home and drives her to the school, abusing and fondling her as they travel.

Suddenly a captive of professional sadists, Valencia encounters members of the school staff who enjoy hurting her. Methods and instruments of torment are varied and intense. Within days of arrival, her body feels afire, outside and in.

One of the most intriguing aspects of the publication is the character named Rose, one of Valencia's first punishers. In the text, Rose is a young woman enrolled in Madame Dominique's Bondage School by her stepmother the previous year. This renders her senior to the new arrival, authorized to inflict pain.

In Mr. Bilbrew's comic illustrations, Rose is a gay man. In dialog balloons, Valencia calls him a “fag.”

Could her homophobia constitute a pretext for Valencia's punishment? Could her gay hatred merely reflect attitudes the artist encountered in his life? Whatever the motive for this divergence, it's intentional and consistent.

School personnel continuously administer cruel punishments to Valencia and her schoolmates. They insert an assortment of needles, gags, plugs and dildos. Students are tormented by cigarettes, clips, gloved hands, whips, canes, chains, ropes, and steel cuffs.

But Madame Dominique also has bizarre lesbian plans for her shapely captive. In her private quarters, Valencia awakens after hours of unconsciousness.

I want that luscious ass of yours all to myself. I'm going to eat you and beat you all night long. . . . You're in a wonderful state of tortured sensation."

Dominique threw herself upon the girl. She kissed her eyes, sucked her throat and eyelids, mashed and molded every inch of her skin. She licked sweat and blood out of the wounds and off of the soft skin, ate out her box, shoved a vibrator up it, turned it on, and sat on a chair for an hour watching it pump she fingered her own flesh.

She took the girl off of her seat of pain and spread-eagled her on the floor, arms and legs bound to four ringbolts. Then she slowly bit every inch of screaming Valencia's flesh. She chewed and gnawed every toe, sank her teeth into the soles of the feet, chewed her way up the calves until she came to the thighs. She sank her fangs deep into the thighs, making the flesh twitch and quake. She caused pain in every inch of the front of the girl's body. As she was chewing on the tits, biting them and sucking and making the pin pricks bleed into her mouth, she pressed a stud on the floor. At once several dozen short pins thrust up and dug a quarter of an inch into Valencia's flesh. Into her back, her ass, her thighs and calves.

Valencia passed out into a coma again. It was Sunday when she came to. She found herself sitting on the floor of the dungeon. Her hands and feet were wedged into stocks, and her tits were laced into a cruel bra lined with horsehair.

There were numerous girls all around the room in various states of bondage discomfort. One girl had her hands tied up behind her back. Her hands had been tied at her waist and then pulled up, bending her forward as her arms were cranked up until the strain upon her shoulders was almost tearing her apart. The girl's back and ass were marked with long red welts, dripping blood which had dried on her skin.

Another girl had been bound with her head pointed straight up to the ceiling, her head wrapped in a strap and chain harness and the forehead strap used to bind her to the pulley above her head, holding her stretched up on her toes with her head all the way back. Her neck had been braced with a stiff leather collar, and her body had been wrapped in leather straps binding her arms to her side and drawn so tight that the flesh bulged around the leather bonds. Rose and another girl were binding a young freshman girl into a horrible ordeal.

"I see you're awake," she said to Valencia. "Well, relax and watch this little number."

The girl they were torturing was bound with her arms stretched wide to a trapeze bar. Her legs were well clear of the floor and her feet bound to ringbolts. Her legs were individually wrapped with ropes, the strands cutting deeply into her white flesh bulging around the loops of cord.
She was stuffed with oversized dongs held in her orifices by rope and chain. Her head was covered with a hood, blinding and deafening and gagging her. There was one hole to breathe through. Her nipples . . .

The ebook offers a page-by-page digital replica of the original, which alternates pictures and text pages. The original page sequence is retained.

Here, the Great Gene Bilbrew exercises his talent with ink marker. He dresses fabulous female figures in hosiery, boots, heels, corsets, belts, panties, bras, and long gloves.

Brightness, contrast and levels were adjusted and shadows reduced to disclose details in ornate coiffures and gleam on shiny materials. Art transposed to ebook format with smooth edges.

All new scans. Female nudity.

Illustrations on more than 20 pages.

Text on more than 20 pages.

The vulgar vocabulary of the narrative suits the vicious violence it describes. Not for the squeamish.

NOTE
Although some parts of pictures are obscured on this page, the ebook shows everything that's in the original.

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