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Reflections on the Birth of a Fetish

This piece was postmarked August 1, 1996, almost exactly 20 years ago to the day. I came across it in one of my boxes of unpublished submissions, the envelope still sealed, which has almost never happened. Reading it for the first time, it seemed to me not necessarily dated, but very much of an earlier pre-electronic era in its documenting of the birth of a very specific turn-on. It also made me think about the very specific ways I acquired my own turn-ons and fetishes. I'll look forward to your comments.

 

By the way, do any of you remember the black-and-white movie he's talking about?

 

MY FANTASY AND HOW I BECAME HOOKED ON IT

I happen to know exactly how I became hooked on my special bondage fantasy. It all began with an old black-and-white TV show that I used to watch when I was a kid. I don’t remember the title, but the story was set during the Civil War and the heroes were a small band of daring reb raiders operating deep behind the lines of the Union army. Those guys had an “everything is fair game” attitude that made their adventures really exciting and a great fun to watch…

Unpublished Bondage Story

I don't think I ever posted this piece. I found it in the file of possible stories for Alternate Issue 104 (February 2005) but not in my contents for that issue, or any other issue, either. It's a curious story, because one can't help wondering if the writer enjoyed his evening, or if he ever went back for another go-round with Jack. 

 

An Evening at Jack’s

 

I headed over to Jack’s after I got out of work. It was around six in the evening, but the sun was still shining brightly overhead. It was August and the sun was so hot that you could barely see. I had on a blue sleeveless Abercrombie shirt and a pair of jean shorts. Not really work appropriate, but it was so hot. It only took me about fifteen minutes to get to Jack’s house.

Bondage in Catholic Boarding School

Coming upon this wonderful story a few days ago was a real find for me. The story was published in Issue 103 [November 2004] and I'm almost certain I never read it at the time, which is conceivable, since at its time of publication Bound & Gagged was in the good hands of editor Robert Davolt, while I had illness in my family so sometimes only leafed through an issue without actually reading it before sending it to the printer. If I'd read this particular story I know I would have remembered it; it immediately sparked memories for me of reading, in my own teenage years, a lot of which I wasted behind a locked bathroom door, a similar account of Victorian methods of restraining adolescent boys from "accidental" masturbation in their sleep. One of the things I jerked off to a lot in that bathroom was the idea of being strapped down in that very kind of accident-stopping device. 

 

In Issue 103, the story was titled "Trouble in Catholic Boarding School." I prefer the new title below.

 

 

Glimpses of Heaven

 

PHILADELPHIA, PA. When I was sixteen, I spent the year at a Catholic boarding school in the middle of Pennsylvania. I had been hanging out with the wrong crowd back at home in Philadelphia, and my parents were sure that a year away, especially under the watchful eye of Christian Brothers, would do me well. Reluctantly, I agreed.

Brent Woods Bound and Spanked

Is there anything more humiliating to endure or heartwarming to observe than the buttwarming of a beautiful young guy, even if he doesn't deserve it (they always do)? Not to me. I don't think I ever posted this series of photos of Brent getting spanked by Lee.