The book's description was completely inaccurate. Unless you're a over-bearing, insecure male who receives pleasure from the domination, humiliation and brutality of weak women (where's the challenge in that?), this book is worthless as erotic literature. Furthermore, it is NOT a good example of erotic Victorian literature. Its tendency to mix carnality and Christian spirituality is total offensive and inappropriate.

Martin Pyx has outdone himself with his account of life, love, discipline, and their erotic underside on the isle of Mardi Blanc. His playful yet fiercely sexual use of language, coupled with his overlapping and interlocking narrative structure make The Tutor's Bride an intensely erotic read, but also a humorous one--it is possible to smile at numerous passages, upon reading and re-reading, and even laugh gently aloud at certain conceits of phrasing and word-play. Fans of this sort of fiction, of which this reviewer is one, should love the book, and even those who are unfamiliar with the field may appreciate the play of Pyx's mind, the richness and variety of his erotic imaginings, and the care with which he has edited those imaginings on the printed page. What's more, this volume is essential if one is to fully understand the "in" humor of such companion volumes as Summer Frolics and Autumn Scandals.