Chapter Fifteen
Madame Z
A few weeks passed and Jan and I had several s****l encounters, always with her as the bottom and with me learning a few new wrinkles along the way. She was creative and resilient. We indulged as often as we could get together and enjoyed a great partnership. Admittedly, there was some level of disenchantment, even jealousy, within the household, but I kept our liaisons on the property to a minimum. At the time, I had no idea how much help she would turn out to be later when things took a rough turn at the farm. On one occasion, she talked me into returning to the tower, this time with two heavy duffle bags bulging with chains, harnesses, collars and more bondage and s****l accoutrements than a “questioner” from the inquisition might have had. By then, contractor
