Fleeing the gathering storm-clouds of war in 1939, a party of British d butantes are shipwrecked on an uncharted tropical island, where they meet a distinguished French scientist claiming descent from the Marquis de Sade. But who is the Marquis de Sade? And what devil's brew is his great-grandson cooking far from the eyes of the world? Does he mean to use his beautiful and not wholly unexpected young guests as ingredients? In her ninth Nexus book, Wendy Swanscombe gets right to the bottom of all these darkly delicious mysteries.
'Dr Kracowa, if you please, would you examine the patient and pass verdict on her fitness to endure what awaits her?''Where shall I begin?' Mina asked.'Bum-cheeks first,' I said. 'Are they ...are they firm?''Indeed they are,' Mina saind, her own voice unsteady with lust. 'Delicioulsly firm... but sensitive too.''And the skin, is it smooth? Is it tender?' Another gasp from the farm-girl.'Aye,' Mina said. 'Smooth. Very smooth. And very tender.'
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