Compound a Felony - Victorian Kink
I'm sure you've heard this before, but the Victorians were sexier than we give them credit for. An English doctor invented the vibrator for the purpose of assuaging “hysteria” in women, primarily because he was tired of performing pelvic massages by hand. The smut market boomed with the advent of photography. Despite decency concerns, booklets were printed educating young women about what to expect in the marriage bed and how to make the most of it. Sexual desire was a part of life. Yes, women were expected to have less of it all around, spared from the trials and tribulations of wanting sex by their natural feminine graces, but Queen Victoria, for one, wrote in her diaries at length and repeatedly about the “heavenly lovemaking” that took place between herself and her husband, Prince Albert. These details were later expunged by family members concerned with her reputation, but the originals exist. The nineteenth century also saw the rise of the flagellation brothel, cross-dressing by both men and women, and the erotic novel. All in all, it isn't too far outside the realm of possibility to imagine Dr John H. Watson, M.D., late of the army medical department, might have had experience with safe bondage practices and alternative uses for riding crops. He's seen a bit of the world, has experience of women “which extends over many nations and three separate continents,” and knows a thing or two about his own sexuality. Sherlock Holmes, on the other hand, prides himself on his logical mind and disdains the weaknesses of humanity (i.e. emotion, and the need to eat on a regular basis). That he might be inexperienced in the ways of love was no large leap. I give him the benefit of one encounter with his only named Univeristy friend, Victor Trevor, but Trevor could never get Holmes wrapped around his finger the way Watson does.
The power dynamic in Compound a Felony works because Holmes need the anchor that Watson provides. In the canon, Watson is the lens through which Holmes can be understood, and he acts as a “conductor of light” for the genius's sometimes overwhelming brain processes. Holmes describes letting his mind work without clues is “like racing an engine. It racks itself to pieces.” In this universe, Watson relieves the self-destructive tendencies with the application of his dominance, and Holmes lets go of the brainwork in favor of submission and physical pleasure.
I just like the idea that a man like Sherlock Holmes, so forceful and domineering in his everyday life, barking orders at policemen, risking his clients' lives in order to be right, might need an outlet. Might need to kneel once in a while. And what better person to take charge of him than his army-trained medical professional, his intimate friend and companion, his long-time live-in biographer, Dr John Watson?
Consulting detective Sherlock Holmes is a veritable whirlwind of intellect and perception, tearing through the fog of intrigue and criminal activity with tremendous force. But behind the locked sitting room door at 221B Baker Street, his biographer and intimate companion, ex-army doctor John Watson, holds the reins.
Elinor Gray is re-imagining the best-loved, essential classics of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle through an erotic lens of domination and submission. As longtime fans have often identified, Holmes and Watson share an undeniable chemistry. Compound a Felony: A Queer Affair of Sherlock Holmes sheds light on their potential relationship, from wild passion to absolute control.
Devoted fans of the Sherlock Holmes canon and newcomers alike will find unbound levels of secrecy, suspense, pain, and reward.