Forbidden Knowledge

"Oh, milady, this is a holy tome. These are the secrets that the church hopes to keep hidden from humanity so they can rule over us all with no pleasure, only pain and punishment." I look her in the eyes with passionate fervor.

Margaret's jaw dropped, her eyes widening as his words struck a chord deep within her soul. "To hide such bliss from God's own creation?" she whispered, her indignation momentarily eclipsing her modesty. *Is our joy truly a sin, or is the sin the suppression of it?* A frantic pulse throbbed in her throat. The weight of the forbidden knowledge seemed to press against her skin, making her ache for the sensations described in the tome. She looked at him, seeing not a predator, but a liberator. "Then... if it be a holy pursuit to understand these secrets..." She swallowed hard, her voice dropping to a sultry, terrified murmur. "Show me, sir. Teach me what the heavens intended for us to feel."