Mutrix Booklets Ed Mishkin

Cruel Bondage Whip! Number 21
A Mutrix book
Candor Books Inc.
New York, New York
ca. 1975

digital replica

Vocabulary used in the prose indicates that the writer is British.

Boot = trunk

Knickers = panties

Suspender belt = garter belt

Moulded = molded

Straightaway = immediately

We offer the following speculation:

The published text was acquired in England and shipped to New York. Candor Books, successor to Ed Mishkin's Mutrix brand, added illustrations, three pages of Candor-Books advertising, and produced a booklet of 64 pages.

None of the five pictures depict scenes in the story. One of them is signed “Ricky.”

The prose pages were produced on a typewriter that needed to have its keys cleaned. Many words are misspelled.

The story centers around a married couple, Diana and Pierre, who live in Paris. They have an active sex life that's written about in detail. Each begins with elements of undressing and initial arousal. Most episodes begin with Diana asking for some form of corporal punishment, which stimulates both of them.

Diana's sister Susan steals a necklace, gets caught. Instead of involving the police, Pierre gives her a serious whipping.

Many scenes describe kinky sex between the characters. Pierre and Susan. Susan and boyfriend Charles. Diana and Tom. Vince and Mary with Diana in attendance. Mary and Diana.

Some kind of foreign service agent, Pierre visits Algeria. While Pierre is out of the country, Diana gets a visit from a trio of FLN terrorists. When she tells them that she doesn't know the information they seek, they abuse her badly, with bondage, punishment and forced sex.

In Algeria, Pierre meets Pat at a cocktail party. She's a young widow who yearns to be whipped. He visits her vacation “chalet overlooking the bay.”

'Come in Pierre' she said. 'Let ne show you a really complete bedroom.' Eagerly he went in. She raised the lid of a suitcase and at the bottom was a plaited, rawhide whip. 'Is that what you need?' she said, and shuddered as she took it out. 'Because I do.' Mutely she handed it to him.

He threw the whip onto the bed and pulled his jacket off. Pat turned away, and took off her dress.

'Kiss me Pierre - make me ready for you' she said huskily and he took her into his arms, kissing her mouth hungrily. Her tongue flickered between his lips, warmly erotic. He drew her shoulder straps off her shoulders, and let it fall round her waist before he tried to unfasten her brassiere. It became loose and Pat drew it away, pressing her breasts against his chest, making fully aware of their warm firmness, and he felt the peaks through his shirt.

'Undress me,' he snapped, and Pat hurried to obey him, her hands trembling as each garment was removed. She eased his briefs over his genitals and when they were off she lifted his penis and closed her fingers round it. Reluctantly she released it, pushing her dress over her hips. He again drew her close and handled her breasts, making her squirm delightedly. . . .

. . . He picked up the whip. 'Take your knickers off.'

She turned her back and with tantalizing slowness eased her panties over the curve of her hips. Her buttocks were large and heavy.

Pierre gripped the whip, enjoying the sinuous feel of the thong as he ran it through his fingers.

'Bend over and hold your ankles' he ordered, and Pat looked over her shoulder at him, and then bent deeply from the waist.

Pierre stepped back, swung his arm and the whip lashed across the centre of her buttocks with a vicious noise.

Her body tensed and a bubbling gasp came from her lips. The second stroke he made harder, and she cried out in a mixture of pain and ecstasy.

Pierre's penis throbbed painfully, inflamed by the sight of her buttocks. Diana sometimes moaned when her orgasm was imminent exactly as this girl was doing and remembering his wife and what she had suffered made him suddenly want to really hurt someone. Rapidly, he lashed the girl five times, really laying the whip on, badly marking her behind.

Pat screamed and collapsed on the floor, twitching and writhing in the grip of orgasm, her hand gripped between her legs as she savoured the ecstatic sensations born of the agony bouncing her buttocks. Tears ran down her cheeks as she raised her face towards him.

'You wonderful, marvelous bastard' she groaned.

He could stand no more. He dragged her to her feet and threw her onto the bed, forcing himself between her thighs . . . .

The ebook contains all content of the booklet in the original sequence, including advertising.

Brightness, contrast and levels were adjusted. Ebook processing improves the clarity of all pages.

All new scans. Nudity. Sex.

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