Chapter Six
I find it interesting that we never know where life may lead us. A year ago I had accepted a position at the university. I felt like I had the world by the tail. I had made it in life, but I was lacking something. As long as I can remember, I was fascinated with ropes, chains and bondage.
Years ago my best friend showed me a magazine he had found in his Dad’s work shed. It wasn’t Playboy, Hustler or one of those that showed a woman’s boobs and a little bush. Those were okay, but that magazine had pictures of women with whips. They were dressed in scanty underwear – you know - bras, tiny panties and garter belts with long stockings. They had men kneeling at their feet. For some strange reason I had to have that magazine. I traded my new football for it. Every night I was fixat
