Labyrinth, An Erotic b**m Novel

LabyrinthAn Erotic Novel by Lizbeth Dusseau A Pink Flamingo Ebook Publication Copyright © 2008, All rights reserved No part of this book may be reproduced in any form without prior written permission from the publisher. For information contact: Pink Flamingo Publications P.O. Box 632 Richland,MI 49083 USA Cover Image © Roman Kasperskiwww.romankasperski.de Email Comments: comments@pinkflamingo.com Prologue Labyrinth is not so much a place as a state of mind; the domain of men who worship the female s*x and with the same gut level passion reduce them to little more than s****l playthings. This is our feeble attempt to control the female species—a feat that remains impossible to accomplish with any permanency. By their very definition women cannot be controlled, defined or defeated, but simply allowed to flower with careful manipulation … drama, mystery, a bit of the occult all practiced in our arcane labyrinth. We hate and love women with the same breath, nurture and tear them apart with gnashing teeth. We own, we conquer, but we cannot posses; any man here who would say otherwise lies—for sport, perhaps, or just for show. An arrogant and, I think, misguided attempt to impress other males who are easily awed. How long we can hang-on to this little labyrinth of interconnected fantasies is anyone’s guess. My guess? One day we’ll all awaken and what we are, what we did will be stripped from our psyches, purged from our thoughts. Perhaps a whisper, a distant echo of a rapturous female voice will remain, hauntingly so. Perhaps just the fragrance of desire that rides in on the nearest breeze. Or, perhaps, we’ll be lucky enough to have even these whispering remnants of our longing eradicated from our dreary minds, bringing us a welcome if not dismal peace. Until that day, the labyrinth will convene from time to time, arising out of unmet need, and driven into existence by the quiet roar of lust awakened, lust which will refuse to be denied its chance to speak. Alec West