Madame Bliss: The Erotic Adventures of a Lady Book

Eh. The first couple chapters were decent, rather tongue-in-cheek re: Lyon's seduction of Mary, the virginal housemaid. I was hoping the story would continue in that mock-up Fanny Hill style. But then the plot flew out a nearby window & turned into a string of sex scenes (literally one per chapter, with 18 chapters total...you do the math :P), each one blatantly checking a box on the kinky checklist. Voyeurism; femmeslash; menage a trois; exhibition; orgy; dildos; pornographic art; sex with a rescuer; sex with a creepy villain; sex with a virginal young soldier; near-sex with an unknown sibling; blah blah blah.

To make matters worse, plot abruptly returns in the last quarter of the book, when Mary is revealed as the high-born, long-lost sister of some aristocrat, who (inexplicably) forces her to marry the orgy villain...only to be stopped when Lyon walks back into the last 3 pages & declares his love (surprising, that, given his long-term adoration was equal to Johnny Ringo's sorrow over Morgan Earp's demise...that is, not sincere in the least). Then the brother suddenly decides it's ok if she marries Lyon instead. Um. Ok. Sure thing, champ.

Another casualty of wedging too much sex into a plot that could've been better with more time spent on THE STORY, rather than weeping cunnies & pointed nipples. Too much coitus = zzzz.