The small German village of Urdhels, isolated in the Alps, existed as if time had stood still. The village elders felt that their women folk needed to have their education expanded in Contemporary World Events, History, Poetry and French and for his services they offered Phillippe a good salary and lodging. The location was peaceful and the short hours gave him time for his hobby, the study of the occult. Urdhels seemed an unusual village, stuck more in the past and still following the 'Old Pagan' religion instead of Christianity. Phillippe found his teaching post easy and his pupils for the most part attractive and attentive.

Stopping in the high grass of a comfortable glade on his way home one afternoon, Phillippe sat down to read one of his favorite books. Frolicking in the glade near the old Monastery ruins he saw four of his young lady students, divested of their school frocks and pleasuring each other in abandon. Phillippe watched and as any lusty male was highly aroused and noticed one was Tatiane, the one young lady in his class that he is drawn to.

Finished with their girlish love play they join hands and begin to chant toward the Monastery. Clouds gathered and the walls trembled as the young girls shook their fists at the old structure. Phillippe was astounded and waited until after they left to journey home, not seeing the figures that watched from the darkened Monastery.

Phillippe had fallen in love with Tatiane and wished to court her but their ideas of courtship were two different matters. Phillippe, a gentleman of the modern world would never think of 'taking advantage' of Tatiane by making love to her before marriage. To Tatiane this is a sign he did not really care for her, heartbroken she goes for a walk to clear her mind to close to sun down and is mysteriously killed.

Told of her death the next morning by her father, Phillippe is devastated, then flabbergasted by the Pagan funeral rite that is performed by an old woman. When Phillippe gazes on Tatiane in her coffin he can't believe she is really dead. Her long hair has been brushed over her naked body which has retained the flush of life and her cheeks are rosy as they would be in life. The old woman calls him 'Bindmaster' and bids him contemplate the thing he has destroyed. Touching her hair he didn't notice a strand or two had caught on his fingers. Overwhelmed with grief he went home. The next day was Sunday and he woke to the sounds of a Festival. Shocked, Tatiane had been dead less than a day and they were celebrating, grieved he stayed in his small cottage all day.

That night Tatiane came to Phillippe and though he can not decide if he is dreaming or if she had returned from the dead, Phillippe can't deny her when she made love to him. When Tatiane left him she warned him not to go outside least he suffer her fate that she had.

Tatiane's grandmother, Ambla is the old woman who presided at the funeral. Phillippe was brought to her by Tatiane's younger brother the next day because he was found greatly weakened after his encounter with Tatiane. Ambla explained what had happened to Tatiane and that he, the Bindmaster, is the only one who can save her. Ambla explains her people have long battled the evil that resides in the old Monastery and Tatiane was one of the priestess of their religion until they took her. Only his love for Tatiane and the powerful magic that Ambla will teach him can save her, restore her to life and end the evil in the Monastery once and for all.

The Bindmaster's Collar is one of the finest written and most erotic Vampire stories this reviewer has ever had the pleasure to read. Written in the first person it is classically penned in the dialogue of the period. With an intricate and uniquely woven plot that will keep the reader enthralled until the end this story is a must read for anyone who enjoys Vampire lore and erotica.

Overall rating:
Sensuality rating: Explicit

Reviewer: Orange Blosson
August 13, 2003