He glanced at the shredded knickers, then up at the hooks from which the cured hams were hanging. The pieces of shredded underwear were quickly picked up from the floor. ‘That’s right,’ he exclaimed. ‘You will do whatever I want.’ He tied the pieces of fabric around her wrists but left a loop in the middle. He pulled Lacey Lee to her feet then, lifting her up, he looped the fabric that tied her wrists together over one of the empty hooks that hung from the ceiling.
Arms stretched high above her head, only Lacey Lee’s toes reached the floor. She looked at him from between her arms, her eyes full of a strange kind of fear.
New Orleans 1925. The Catnip Club is the place for strong drink, hot jazz – and exotic girls. The Creole beauty Sheree is the latest sensation but beneath her sparkling facade she is a woman in turmoil. An innocent in the city, she longs for the touch of the lover she left behind. She’s just right for exploitation by the owners of the club; Rene and his sexually sophisticated wife, Stacey.
But Sheree is not the only performer to figure in Rene and Stacey’s sensual games. There’s Max the trumpeter, Emmeline the erotic dancer – and many more. All of them young, beautiful and desperate to make it in a world where anything goes…