#402404 - Learning to Heel BB-153 Bill Ward

Learning to Heel
by F. Talbot
illustrated by Bill Ward
Bizarre Books BB-153
Eros Publishing Co., Inc.
Wilmington, Delaware
1977

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Learning to Heel is the first novel we've offered by F. Talbot. Using memories, dreams and flashbacks, she's woven a series of kinky episodes into a tome that explores an island of sadistic women and the passive men who obey them.

Many scenes disclose incidents of varied sexual permutations. These mix with cruel punishment tableaux in which men are bound, whipped and impaled, sometimes while concurrently experiencing pleasure.

Skillful prose describes the day when art teacher Olive introduced young Ilka to the pleasures of abusing men. In the present, Ilka rules her secluded domain. Olive, Ruthy, Adam, Alan, Wilbur and Bruno abide at the whim of their imperious mistress. Residents combine and connect in a fluid freestyle that embraces straight, gay and lesbian couplings, with men always ready to serve the hedonistic women who function as their betters.

After years of experience, Ilka became skillful at identifying and exploiting men with submissive dispositions. Soon after her last semester of college . . .

Inevitably, she began to look at [Bruno] as a sex object, a virile man who would be easily seduced and captivated. She began to compliment him, to tell him that he was a massive man, a powerhouse, and, of course, he was.

One morning, she asked him to pose for her. . . .

"You are so beautiful," he said. "I love you. I want to serve you. Just tell me what you want me to do, I will do it. Anything. Just don't ever send me away."

She put her brush down and stepped back from the easel. "Bruno," she said, sadly, "I would very much like to keep you with me, but if I did, I would do awful things to you. Horrid things. I am not at all nice. Not at all."

He shook his head, not caring. "Please," he said, "let me stay with you. Let me serve you. Please." She tilted her head to one side, smiling at him.

"You would have to be obedient, no matter what. Do you think you could obey me no matter what?"

He nodded and his round face had an earnest, ardent look. . . . He was always drinking in her beauty with his big sad eyes, and his constant adoration was pleasing to her.

"Bruno," she said, "I'm sure you know I am an artist. You could be a big help to me. How would you like to pose for me?"

His face began to get red and she laughed at him. She went over to stand in front of him and her smile was teasing him.

"You see, you don't really mean what you say. I need a big man to pose in the nude for me. What's wrong with that?" She put her hand out and touched the big bulge in his trousers. He had an enormous cock, hard as a rock and he groaned when she put the back of her hand against it.

"I demand absolute and immediate obedience, Bruno," she said coldly, fixing him with a stern look. "When I tell you to get undressed, to pose for me, I expect you to get out of your clothes like they are on fire. Is that clear?"

The big man had a strange look on his face. It was a look of bafflement, the look of a man who has lost the battle without ever knowing that there was a war. She was rubbing his cock inside his pants and he was shivering and shaking.

"You must obey me, Bruno," she said, firmly. "I have a whole collection of whips and thongs and needles that can hurt a man awful bad. If I have to, I will beat you with the whips, I will punish you for your disobedience. Now, do you still want to stay with me?"

His eyes were enormous and she had the feeling that he was coming in his pants, triggered by mention of the whips. She was filled with a sudden and delicious excitement, too, certain that she had acquired a dedicated masochist who could serve her usefully, sensuously and obediently. Once she spent an afternoon with him and her whips and switches and needles, she knew that he would be her complete and obliging slave.

She rubbed her hand against his crotch and he whimpered. "You want me to give you a severe whipping, don't you?"

The text has been completely re-set for the ebook version. Few changes were made to the earnest prose. 43,000 words.

The ebook shows the covers and all content of the paperback book, except ads. Tasty fetish features of the 12 dynamic images by the Great Bill Ward are repeated, enlarged, on separate pages. Ebooks show pictures on more than 40 pages, and provide the visual experience of optimized presentation.

Illustrations show females in dominant roles, as punishers, with males as their victims. Women wear high-heeled shoes and boots, nylons, garter belts, gloves, and corsets. Costumes expose voluptuous pulchritude.

Ink work used to produce the book shows Mr. Ward's artistry at the peak of his skill. We suspect that the art chosen for Learning to Heel was used in earlier publications. Despite discontinuity of setting and characters in the picture set, the figures, context and activities conform to themes in the text. The ebook provides correlation of words and illustrations superior to that of the paperback.

Brightness and contrast of images were adjusted.

All new scans. Female nudity.

A second optimizedebook presents only illustrations.

The kinky beauties in high heels who function as protagonists are typical Bizarre-Books sadists who pursue self indulgence and male humiliation. The ebook offers a convenient mechanism for enjoying this relic of 1970s fetish culture.

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

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