Bridled Lust

Bridled Lust
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ISBN:  9781907753350
Author:  Faith Eden
Word Count:  76,011
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Cauldron of FearCauldron of Fear
The Bridle PathThe Bridle Path
The Devil's SurrogateThe Devil's Surrogate

As the girth strap was finally unbuckled, Corinna realised the horizontal bar was almost certainly too short to spread her arms wide and that the cuffs, when closed, looked surely to be too large to prevent her hands slipping through them. It was then that she understood their true purpose, but it was not these that held her main attention, for there had been one other modification made to the saddle, and the oiled black dildo that rose from its centre seemed to be beckoning her like a sinister signpost. From both sides hung two more straps, thicker and longer than the upper pair, and she knew that once mounted on this seat, she would not be dismounting without assistance.
   'Leave her boots and the mittens on,' Fulgrim instructed, as the bridle was lifted from Corinna's head. 'They make such a pleasant contrast to so much soft flesh, and I'm sure the people of Garassotta will find their lady warden so much more appealing dressed a little, rather than completely naked.' He chuckled and turned to Corinna.
   'Have you ever ridden before, my dear?' he asked, his voice purring with satisfaction at the expression of horror that froze on her face...

Once again a helpless prisoner of the sadistic Lord Fulgrim, Lady Corinna finds herself a naked pawn in his deadly plan to wrest control of Illeum from her father.

Fulgrim's hatred for her is such that, regardless of her rank, she is slowly and cruelly being forced into submission as one of the human pony girls so popular among the wealthy merchants and nobles of the eastern lands, and even if her father should eventually yield to Fulgrim's demands, her fate already seems sealed.

Only her beloved steward-master-lover, Lord Savatch, still recovering from a near fatal wound, fully realises the danger she is in and he, together with his former lover, the Yslandic warrior princess Alanna and her deadly young female cohort Jekka, must try to reach Corinna before Fulgrim's power becomes all encompassing.

She stands erect and tall - erect because her stringent harness and bit prevent anything else, and tall because the curiously shaped hoof boots hold her feet within them so that she stands almost on the tips of her toes. The boots stretch up to mid thigh, keeping her legs stiff and at the same time protecting them from being scratched by coarse grasses or stray fingers of underbrush.
   Her waist has been compressed by a broad band of leather that her masters call a girth, but which acts also as a form of corset, reaching from her hips to just beneath her full breasts. Thinner straps stretch up from the top of this girth to pass over her shoulders, connecting by metal links as they do so to a high and stiff leather collar that forces her to keep her chin held high.
   From these straps, other straps extend, forming adjustable circles about the base of her breasts against her chest and drawn tight so that her breasts are forced outwards, presenting the engorged nipples, with their rings and tiny bells, in full availability to any man who wants to handle them. Most men will, she knows, and many already have, but she is helpless to prevent this and angry that sometimes their touch excites her more base instincts.
   They may touch, but no more however, at least not unless they are either her masters or have the permission of her masters, usually given only after a handful of bronze telts has passed between them. Meanwhile, from the lower edge of her girth, two further thin straps pass downwards to join between her thighs with a narrow leather triangle which covers her permanently hairless sex. A small hole in this permits her to relieve her bladder, which she must do standing up, splashing the ground between her splayed legs whilst trying not to betray the humiliation which she suffers during this.
   Her arms have been laced into leather sleeves that terminate in tight mittens, keeping her hands balled into useless fists, whilst small metal clips keep her wrists fastened close to her hips, adding to her helplessness even more.
  Behind the strapping of her bridle her face has been stained, so that now, with its dappling and narrow white blaze that stretches down her nose, she knows it appears almost more equine than human, with the cruel bit keeping her mouth drawn back and exposing her white teeth framed between full lips. She cannot speak like this and so she makes no attempt at any other noise, for she knows that her best efforts will produce only a series of snorts and grunts that merely add to the animal effect that her captors have perfected.
   Her head has been shaved to either side, but they have left a central strip that now flows back and down between her shoulder blades, woven with several lengths of coloured cloth to resemble a mane. When she moves, she feels it tantalising her bare flesh as she hears the sullen tinkling of her nipple bells as they respond to even the slightest stimulation.
   She is a human pony girl slave. She will draw the cart, she will obey the whip. At night she will open her legs to whichever male is fortunate enough to possess her.
   She is pony girl Flix, Princess Flix as the obscene monster Fulgrim has now named her. In Karliean Flix is slang for breasts, she knows, and so the handlers know her as Princess Tits.
   Princess Tits, slave pony girl.
   Once she was the Lady Corinna and now she is Princess Tits.
   A small tear forms in the corner of one eye as she stands beneath the trees, whilst in the west the sun slowly sinks towards the peaks of the mountains...
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Saturday, 9 January 2010  | 

The trouble with any multi-volume genre series like this one from Chimera Books, is whether a writer is skilled enough to keep the story exciting enough to make the reader return for more. Luckily, Jennifer Jane Pope (writing as Faith Eden) has created a series that seems to avoid this problem.

Lady Corrina has discovered that she finds sexual servitude to Lord Savatch preferable to her privileged life, in the first volume 'Innocent Corrina' (which this reviewer hasn't read). While on an outing with Savatch, they are attacked by two assassins. Savatch is left for dead, and Corrina is taken by a slaver ('The Bridle Path') who doesn't know her identity. The villain in the story is Lord Fulgrim, who is determined to take over the world with his brand of savagery, who has enslaved Lady Dorothea (his jailer) and Corrina, who he believes to be a look-a-like double.

Bridled Lust, like so many other (pre-industrial) fantasy stories is the story of Lord Savatch's pursuit of Fulgrim's army. In this story you'll find Amazon Warriors, slavers, Pony Girls, and sex slaves. This is a very nice, very well written story that moves along without boring the reader at all. I can easily recommend buying this book, even if you haven't read the previous two. I certainly hope that Jennifer Jane Pope has a truly dramatic finish to this series - and that Fulgrim meets his just end!


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