That night, on the way home from the bar, Monica told Randy all about my submissive tendencies. Sex desi I was about to be thrashed by Randy, and my excruciating pain would be no more to either of them than an evenings entertainment…like watching a movie or something. “Don’t you have better things to do than hang around here bugging me? I saw Randy’s face light up. I’ll never forget the night I took her out for her birthday. I love Monica, so I guess if I’m going to keep her, I have put up with Randy’s sadistic ways. That was it. It was the first time I’d ever told anyone about my fantasies, and I should have felt like a million pounds had been lifted from my shoulders. I thought wrong.




















