Story of a criminal gang in a large city in what, given by the language used, is the United Kingdom.
Everyone in this story is perverse, sadistic and masochistic. Basically, they all have survived various forms of abuse, both physical and psychological.
It starts with a young woman, Roxy, who runs a dive bar. Her father owes money to the Vipers, the criminal gang, and to pay it, he gives Roxy to the gangsters.
Naturally Roxy does not go along with this idea willingly and she puts up a fight, but she ends up under the control of the gang, the leaders of which are four men who consider themselves brothers although only two of them are actual brothers. All four men have taken the last name of Viper and all four are lunatics.
Once Roxy figures out that she cannot escape, she lets herself become their sex doll. Oh, they have lots of sex. Turns out Roxy is insatiable and kinky and doesn't mind being hurt because she gets off on it. The four men are constantly horny and they enjoy hurting people and they have no qualms indulging Roxy sexual quirks.
And there is a gang war with the Triad who are trying to take over the Viper gang's businesses. So the war starts and people get brutally murdered and there is also lots of painful sex, lots of gruesome torture and blood spilled and people just acting really icky, all within the thin structure of gang war. Roxy and the Vipers fall in love and Roxy joins the gang, screwing and killing her way through the story in a way that the gangsters find irresistible.
If you enjoy reading about graphic sex and torture and murder with very little plot to interfere with the sex and gore, then you will love this novel. It was overloaded with it and the plot was paper thin. Everything in it was overblown and exaggerated and so extreme as to almost be a parody of itself. At one point Roxy is being tortured by the enemy gang and is bound to a chair. Left alone, she manages to escape by rocking the chair until it falls over and shatters: "The chair starts to wobble, rocking with me, the creak loud in the room, but it's drowned out by the fight going on. I swing harder, and with a yelp, the chair falls to the side. Crashing to the floor, I groan as I bang my head, but the chair explodes. I roll on to my back and moan." I guess the gangsters messed up when they used a balsawood chair instead of a standard cheap metal folding chair. I'm surprised it didn't collapse by her just being sat upon it.
Anyway, this is not exactly a work of art, and besides having very little plot, it was much longer than it needed to be. The paperback version I had was about 450 pages long. It actually had the kind of shallow plot typically associated with porno movies. I wonder if the author watches a lot of pornos. I would guess they do.
