Description from Goodreads:
Lila Anderson’s is having visions of murdered women in the back alleys of San Francisco through the eyes of a hero trying to save them. She’s supposed to be a dominatrix, not a psychic! This hero has a name. Drake Bennett. Drake leads a solitary life as a vampire and when Lila invades his mind he wants her out.
Then a known murderer kidnaps Lila, and uses her life experience in bondage and domination to break her and turn her against Drake. Will the deep feelings of desire she has for Drake and their psychic link be enough to save Lila before she succumbs to her dark desires?
I picked this book up solely because I thought it was interesting that the main character was a Dominatrix. I envisioned a strong, sexually dominant female who knows her own mind and body. I thought, ‘well, this could be fun.’ It wasn’t.
Lila was billed as a Dominatrix but in almost every sex scene she was playing a Submissive, getting off on her own rape essentially. (That’s Submissive with a capital S by the way.) I don’t mean to infer that BDSM and Dom/Sub relationships are akin to rape, of course not. But in the first sex scene for example, Lila was shackled, gagged, blindfolded and whipped by a homicidal maniac that she was terrified of, knew had killed at least one woman THAT NIGHT, didn’t want to be in session with, but couldn’t escape, and had no reasonable expectation of survival. Then afterwards she cried because of the trauma. Rape. And she’s supposed to have orgasmed in the middle of all of that? Riiiggghhhttt.
I very rarely don’t finish books, but I almost gave up at that point. I just wouldn’t have picked that book up to start with. That’s before I even get into whether I believe Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs would have allowed her to enjoy any aspect of the experience if she was so scared for her life. Maybe I’m just being naive about the life-style, but it seems unlikely that basic biology would allow the body to prfioritize sexual satisfaction over physical survival to start with, no matter how much you like pain, need release, or how you’ve been ‘trained’. Both fear and climax require hormones and, while no expert, I would expect those that produce fear to top those that lead to sexual enjoyment. It’s worth noting too, that in those scenes in which she isn’t a Submissive, she is never once a Dominant either.
Having read the book I can now read between the lines of the description and see that the clues were there. I just didn’t see them, so I can’t completely fault Christopher-Vincent for my dislike of the subject matter. I chose to read the book. I apparently let myself focus on the character’s Dominatrix role as the primary focus of the description instead of the “life experience in bondage and domination to break her.” Yea, that’s the theme of the book. There is no female empowerment here. If you’re looking for it, go elsewhere. I kind of wish I had.
The basic writing in the book is fine. I didn’t notice very many editorial mishaps and, though I found it exceedingly repetitive, the plots moves along. Granted this is erotic fiction. There’s probably 70 pages of plot and 200 pages of sex, most of it questionably consensual (if not wholly non-consensual).
In the end I can’t completely trash the novel. I might not have liked it, and I didn’t. I had to force myself to finish it. I acknowledge that most of those things I disliked are of the personal opinion sort. I was uncomfortable with Lila’s constant role as a victim and her sexual satisfaction during extended scenes of abuse. These men were trying to hurt and break her. There were no safe words to use, no trust or understanding that the Sub was actually a power player in the game. She was a slave. There was never any real explanation for why Lila started having visions of Drake to start with and I thought that the centuries old antagonist was dispatched far, far too easily. These opinions can’t reasonably be seen as a reflection of the book’s intrinsic value as a piece of literature though, erotic or otherwise. I did really like the host of side characters, especially Charlie and David, and Drake was a pure, kind soul that you couldn’t help but route for.