#401462 - Chalice of Cruelty BB - 101 Bill Ward

Chalice of Cruelty
Bizarre Books BB - 101
a novel by H. Randall Somerset
illustrated by Bill Ward
Eros Publishing Co., Inc.
Wilmington, Delaware
1973

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Like the elusive bird statue in The Maltese Falcon, none of the characters in Chalice of Cruelty ever see their precious chalice. But the two sisters who want it serve nicely as gorgeous Bizarre Books sadists who find a man to use as a target for their kinky appetites.

The back cover of the paperback provides a fair summary of events.

The quest for the legendary Leonardo chalice, a golden goblet of rare erotic and almost magical power, sends handsome and virile Jed Hanley to Paris. But here, in the City of Light, he falls victim to the wily entrapments of the Baroness Magda Wolff, a cruel and sadistic taskmaster, a raven-haired nymphomaniacal man-hater eager to tame Jed and teach him the finer points of discipline and bondage.

Hypnotized by her searing sexual magnetism, by the bouts of pain and pleasure she forces him to endure, Jed agrees to work in her behalf. Magda too is eager to locate the priceless art object, never suspecting that there is someone else just as anxious to claim the gilded vessel for their very own. At the abandoned chateau of a sadistic Marquis, Jed and Magda come face to face with a new set of adversaries, namely Magda's venomous younger sister [Viveca] and the woman's brutish and hyper-sexed bodyguard, the sadistic and inhumanly equipped Miklos.

In a game of double-cross and torment, Jed is victimized and sexually tortured, abused by Magda's sister, punished in ways he has never dreamed possible. But Magda exacts her own pound of flesh, formulating a lurid scheme which ends in tragedy, yet another sadomasochistic double-cross from which Jed Hanley knows there is ultimately no possible escape.

The day after she uses her cigarette lighter to hurt him as prelude to sex, Magda orchestrates another demeaning tableau for Jed.

She was an amazonian temptress whose sexual appetites took form and substance in direct proportion to the amount of debasement she put her male charges through. Jed Hanley . . . had never before been in the company of a woman like Magda, never having suffered the mental and physical abuse a bitch goddess of her particular sexual persuasion was fully and highly capable of inflicting upon a man.

Now, Magda was about to begin her lessons, considerably pleased — though in no way surprised — by the success she was already achieving. “Turn over. Let me see what can’t stop moving about inside of your pants, Mr. Hanley,” she giggled nastily, idly pushing at him with the toe of one of her high-heeled boots.

Once again, Jed did as he was told.

Still hoping for the best, praying that she was merely jesting and goofing on his head, not nearly as serious as she pretended to be, he swiveled over and lay on his back, the bulging outline of his as yet unrevealed tool arching out and tenting up the front of his trousers.

Magda stared at the bulky swelling and snickered with delight. She raised one booted foot and before Jed could reach out to stop her, the Baroness had succeeded in lashing out with all of her considerable might.
A gut-wrenching groan flew out of his lips as the heel of her boot hit him right across his crotch and groin. Like the knee she had used earlier that day, the sharp stiletto heel seemed to crush him in, and he moaned and doubled over, clutching his wounded private parts.

“Did I hurt the wee little froggie inside your jock, Hanley?” Magda laughed, delighted with the pain she had already given him. He kept shaking, trying to get air back into his lungs. His stiffness began to immediately diminish but a moment later, not even giving him time to recover, she pushed him back down on the floor and stepped closer. “Open your mouth, Hanley,” she ordered, raising one of her feet so that her spike-heeled boot hovered right above his reddened face.

Although Jed did not want to continue, he glanced up at the Baroness and once again felt hypnotized, caught up in the spell of her wild sexual presence. So despite his better judgment, he opened his mouth as her foot descended, the long narrow leather and wood heel sliding right between his lips.

“Now suck, darling. Suck on it just the way I’m sure you enjoy sucking a real live penis,” sneered the Baroness, her demeaning comments only serving to humiliate Jed all the more.

But he did what she had ordered, wanting to have her so badly that nothing else seemed to matter. The end of the heel bent his tonsils back and rammed against his hard palate. He used his tongue and tightened his lips about the phallic symbol, able to taste its leather surface.

“Slobber over it, boy!” grinned the Baroness, holding her foot steady as she watched Jed Hanley licking and slurping up and down along the entire six-inch length of her sharp stiletto heel. It was a sight that delighted her and if Jed was sexually aroused, once again resuming his full hard virile proportions. Magda too was well on her way to reaching the point of erotic desire and maddened sexual excitement.

Viveca uses steel cuffs, chain and two whips to obtain pleasure from her helpless male captive. But even after he is liberated from her and her sister, another diabolical female has him in her sights.

The well-written text was re-set for the ebook. Some redundancy was excised. 37,700 words.

The paperback contains illustrations by the Great Bill Ward. He renders voluptuous dominas in leather, corsets, nylons, gloves and high-heeled shoes and boots. His 12 tableaux reflect scenes in the story. The art is optimized on 45 pages. A large typeface facilitates alignment of pictures and prose.

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