In the Velvet Trap library in 1935, Eleanor, a mature brunette wearing a dress suit and spectacles, and Eddie, a young blond with short hair wearing a blouse, embrace and kiss on a sofa. The background shows shelves of books.
“And Then, Silence” by the author © Teresa Wymore


Secrets of the Velvet Trap — 11

Struggling to navigate Eddie’s aggression, Eleanor enters the storm and becomes untethered.

Tantalizing Tales
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9 min readJun 13, 2024


In 1930s Chicago, a troubled psychoanalyst and her tormented young patient pursue an unethical affair. In the shadows of an underground fetish club, their dark eroticism exposes the raw edges of desire.


The Velvet Trap was quiet as usual for a Tuesday evening, and the library was empty when Eleanor entered.

Lamps offered warm, yellowish light. Bookshelves lined the walls, leaving the central table, chairs, sofa, and the turntable console to fill out the room. Several erotic sculptures rested on stands.

A color photogravure reproduction of The Tepidarium hung in an elaborate gold frame above the sofa. Eleanor’s gaze drifted over the voluptuous figure of a woman draped in a diaphanous garment reclining in a Roman bath. The exquisite rosy nipples tingled in her mind like tiny bells.

She found no other place as inviting as Vivian’s library. The promise of intellectual escape and aesthetic pleasures eased her tension; the headache that…



Teresa Wymore 🏳️‍🌈
Tantalizing Tales

Author-Illustrator | Morally ambiguous lesbian fiction & dark eroticism | Pursuing Jouissance |