Pervert’s Library

by Lady Cynthia Lovebirch & Others
Published in 1972 by Venus Library

If the cover and publisher’s note is accurate, this book was published in Victorian England. While searches of the book’s title and author proved fruitless on shedding light on this claim, the plot and language of the book certainly lend it credence.

The book pretends to be the report of a series of lectures given in the homes of various high society ladies as they share with each other the virtues of corporal punishment for not only the correction of wayward ladies but for their erotic amusement. There really isn’t much plot here per se; each of the various “lectures” includes a demonstration of corporal punishment and introduces a new wrinkle in the manners of spanking, whipping, and/or flagellation and includes an episode of lesbianism. While some readers might find the lack of plot development here off-putting, pervert that I am, the lack of plot bothered me not one whit.

When I began reading the book, the dated Victorian prose was a bit difficult to discern, especially because so much of what transpires is described euphemistically. However, as I continued reading not only did I grow more comfortable with the prose, I felt enamored with the beauty of the language used. Reading this book made it almost seems possible that folks I have known who reported they enjoy Shakespeare because of the beauty of his prose weren’t pulling my leg after all. Almost.

In addition to the lovely prose, this book includes lots of obscure words I hope to add to my active vocabulary. For instance, tribade (in this work it is merely a synonym for lesbian, though apparently it is more properly lesbian frottage), Calligype (I presume a noun form of Callipygian: having finely developed buttocks), rotundities (self-explanatory), and so many terms for various sorts of women’s undergarments I lost track. If only my elementary school teachers would have used them, the school aged me would have enjoyed English class instead of dreading it.

That reminds me of my one point of warning; many of the spanking victims are teenaged servants. However given the age when this was presumably written their inclusion can be forgiven.

If you enjoy lesbianism, Victorian writing, corporal punishment, old time women’s underwear, or flogging, spanking, and the like, Uses and Pleasures of the Rod is for you. If not, why are you here anyway?

by Nelson Johns
Published in 1968 by Classic Publications

I purchased this book knowing absolutely nothing about it other than its title. Judging from that, I assumed that I would be in for a predictable ride into the horrors of nymphomania and/or sex addiction. That isn’t very exciting to me, but for some reason I bought the book anyway.

When I actually had the book in my hot little hands, I noticed the cover blurb promising “The confession of young married people whose sexual pleasures could be achieved only by brutality and pain, SADISM and MASOCHISM!” That promise warmed my twisted little heart, and I was glad to have avoided a ho hum nympho expose.

“The Orgasm Addicts” is the life story of a married couple, Nelson and Lana. Though the book only lists one author, the narrative was written as a dialogue. Frustratingly, it’s often difficult to tell when narrator from the other. However, the tone is conversational and the prose reads easily.

Nelson reveals himself a masochist and Lana a sadist. As Nelson recounts his childhood, we learn that Nelson could never quite live up to his father’s expectations of what it is to be a man. As Nelson grows apart from his father, he grows closer to his mother. In fact after Nelson’s father dies, they grow so close that only Oedipus (and perhaps Freud) would approve. Though Nelson grows into a successful real estate agent as an adult, his life story represents an near flawless archetype of a submissive male’s life story as it was (and still is) perceived in the popular consciousness.

Nelson’s wife Lana’s childhood also represents the archetypical background of a sadistic (man-hating) woman Lana too grew up in a “broken” home. Her father died when she was little and her uneducated mother had to work hard to feed Lana’s five siblings. Lana’s introduction to sex came from the landlord via a rape. Soon enough she discovers the power of her sexuality and uses it torment boys at every opportunity.

Neither Nelson nor Lana is able to find anyone they want to marry until they meet. When they do finally meet and date, their shared passion causes them to be hopelessly enamored of each other. The rest of the book is dedicated to the ebb and flow of their marital relations.

After they marry, they turn their back on their kinky sex interests. Their passion wanes and their sex life becomes predictable when it’s existent at all. They eventually rediscover and embrace their respective kinks and grow close again. Expanding their horizons of sexual discovery, they begin to meet other similarly perverted people through correspondence clubs. These encounters cause them to both accept and reject the notion that they’re all alone in the perversion.

And that’s that. Only it’s not. Despite the confusing and distracting confusion I already mention, this is still a good book. While virtually every bit of this tome is clearly fiction designed to scandalize and arouse the reader, there are passages interspersed throughout that suggest a personal familiarity with a sadomasochistic relationship. Especially heartening for me was the passage where Lana discusses the deep respect they hold for each other in terms both endearing and romantic. Later in this same passage is a plea for sexual acceptance that may be the most eloquent I’ve ever read.

by Sadie Cousins, Ph.D. with Hugh Jones, introduction by Harvey T. Leathem, M.D.
Published in 1968 by Classic Publications

Note: Well, at long last, I have finally gotten up off my ass and made a post. Whether or not anyone reads it or cares is hard to say. However, I can take solace in the fact that I finally have meaningful words on my site. Also, I will post a picture of the book cover as soon as I can.

This twisted tale claims three authors, but was in fact written by solely by Jones. The other two are his pseudonyms (see an excerpt from the Feral House book “Sin-A-Rama” at http://feralhouse.com/press/
sin-a-rama/excerpts/sin-a-rama–westcost.pdf, look for page 4 of the pdf, page 33 in the book).

“Confessions of a Pervert” follows the tormented perverted architect, Sam, as he receives treatment from Dr. Cousins. We begin with the introduction by Dr. Leathem. Unable to provide Sam treatment for his multiple sexual preoccupations, Dr. Leathem refers Sam to Dr. Cousins for intense psychoanalysis. Dr. Leathem warns the reader that while the treatment methods employed by Dr. Cousins seem extreme, the unedited tale is too important to censor. We are, after all, interested in the ever forward march of social science.

As Sam’s first session with Dr. Cousins begins, he confesses that he has the piles (hemorrhoids) hough he claims they are not the solely the result of his homosexual relationships but are also aggravated by his long hours sitting at a desk. She demands that he disrobe so she can inspect them and then fingers his anus until he comes just to put Sam at ease. Sam begins to relate that his job takes him to various cities and he has a different “kinky sexuality” for each. In Los Angeles, Sam explores his homosexuality. He further confesses that his analism is strictly limited to men.

Dr. Cousins recommends a radical experiment to observe Sam’s analism first hand. Following the doctor’s instructions, Sam disrobes and goes into an adjoining room to have an encounter with a fellow patient who is lying in the other room. Sam discovers the mystery patient completely covered by a sheet excepting a shapely ass sticking out proudly. Sam has a “fanny screw” with the mystery patient and afterwards while talking with Dr. Cousins he learns the truth about his encounter: it was Dr. Cousins herself under the sheet.

Before his first session concludes, Dr. Cousins brings Sam to yet another orgasm and he declares himself cured of his inverted sexuality. Unfortunately, that’s only the first of Sam’s six perversions and he has several more to tend to.

Eventually, Dr. Cousins’ assistant Carol enters the picture as she assists the good doctor in Sam’s treatment. Sam views Carol as little more than the trash with the abusive motorcycle riding boyfriend. Likewise Carol views same with an equal contempt. During the course of their interactions, their view of each other changes.

If it all sounds convoluted, it is, but I won’t spoil the twists and turns for you. This is such an exaggerated farce that one wonders how it could have ever been presented as a real case history. Still, if you can forgive the book’s excesses, it’s an entertaining fast paced read.