title: Alazar's Book Of Bondage Volume 1
author: Various
description: Standing on the shoulders of fetish giants like John Willie and Eric Stanton, Alazar has spent his adult years in the pursuit of very adult material. From an early age, he discovered his ability to illustrate kinky situations, and quickly became the most popular kid in class! He's built a reputation on outlandish ingeniuty and outstanding draftsmanship, and has assembled a legion of fans who look forward to his every new drawing. Buxom babes in bondage - hey, it's a rough gig, but somebody's got to do it, and Alazar's the new fetish master!
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  # **Chapter 45**  
   **Intrigue and Violence**  
  
  Arvid Bonde laid aside his fork. You need to rein yourself in at table, he
  thought, or you'll get fat like Eldred. Though Eldred's no doubt getting
  thinner now.
  
  Bonde had long been vain about his physique, and at thirty-five years
  considered himself in his prime. From early youth he'd practiced regularly
  with weapons and at military horsemanship, but as regent he'd been too busy.
  These past few days, his only exercise had been in bed, with Elvi the eager,
  the insatiable. Well, not quite insatiable. She no longer required another go
  when she woke up.
  
  This morning he was to inspect the 1st Rifles, newly back from the Knees. He'd
  wear his blue sash, he decided, in honor of the victory there.
  
  Elvi came into the room wearing a light robe. The morning air was cool. "Good
  morning, nymph," he said.
  
  "Good morning, mighty stallion," she answered. "I've be