Chapter Eleven
I lay awake most of the night, thinking about things. A million thoughts clogged my brain like four lanes of traffic reduced to one on Friday night during rush hour. No one was going anyplace fast.
Finally Mistress Lilly entered my room. “Are you ready?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Good, let’s get things started. Take off all your clothes.”
I stood there naked before her. She had brought a few things into my room. The first was an official looking strait jacket right from some long-gone mental institution. It was clean but stained from years of previous use. I extended my arms and let her slide them into the extra-long sleeves. The stiff canvas jacket was buckled up the back before my arms were crossed in front and secured in a similar manner.
Next, she gagged me and buckled
