It's a sexually graphic novel of a bondage themed business arrangement between two seemingly consenting individuals. It's pornographic and fairly boring aside from just plain odd. I ended up trashing it once I figured the only mystery was why this trash was on the bestseller's list. Is this what women's liberation looks like? Is this the fantasy women want?
Apparently women are buying this trash so perhaps the answer is maybe.
I'm very ashamed of my gender. We are idiots or a select group of us are.
Bill Bennet had a good analysis of what the whole hookup culture has done to women and it has not uplifted us. Nope, it degrades us and makes a person an object to desire and do with as one pleases. I've heard the arguments that the story ends in redemption and culminates into some semblance of self-sacrificial love. Interesting. So the climax so to speak isn't the erotic climax but the self-sacrificial climax. The erotic climaxes just keeps you in the story plugging along until you reach the real climax of what love actually is and what each of us truly yearns for, that one who will give up their own interests even to the point of death for the good of the other.
This type of material aside from exploring every crack and crevice of erotic pleasure or pain is addictive precisely because it does not satisfy. You'll want more and more of it to try to satisfy when what you really yearn for is found only in the opposite direction of where you are endlessly trapped. That is why I pitched the book, well that and I looked over at my daughter in the airplane seat next to me and decided this material was dangerous to her innocence and mine. I treasure her innocence and it's my job to protect it until such a time it becomes her job or her husband's.
And for the record, this was one of the trilogy books I was looking for and still haven't read:
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