The Lock

The Lock by Patrick Richards ISBN 13: 978-1-935897-20-0 ISBN 10: 1-935897-20-9 A Pink Flamingo Ebook Publication Copyright © 2010, All rights reserved For information contact: Pink Flamingo Publications www.pinkflamingo.com P.O. Box 632 Richland, MI 49083 USA Cover Image © olly – Fotolia.com Email Comments: comments@pinkflamingo.com With the exception of quotes used in reviews, no part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form, by any means, including mechanical, electronic, photocopying recording or otherwise without prior written permission of the publishers. Introduction Often hidden in our psyche is a lust for something different. For some it surfaces at a very young age, yet for others it remains carefully tucked away, waiting to be triggered. Regretfully, some people never find it. When Sean Patrick Malone walked into a porn shop one day, a deep-seated desire awakened within him. He discovered a whole new world out there. Oh, he had always been into bondage, but this was very different. He strangely was drawn to books, magazines and videos involving female domination. This excited him. The thoughts of being dominated by a beautiful woman, succumbing to her whips and being turned into her slave made his c**k instantly erect. One evening while reading a story in Leather Links, he remembered being tied up by his cousin. Sean was very young. He couldn’t have been more than five at the time. A length of cotton clothesline held his wrists to the arms of a little maple rocker. His ankles were similarly secured to the legs of the small chair and a rope tightly snugged his slim waist to the sturdy spindles on the back. He sat there in his first bondage session and watched an episode of Sesame Street while his cousin played with his toys. The little game continued for some time, not because his cousin, Billy, didn’t want to release him, but because Sean wanted to remain tied up. He liked it. That was just the beginning. Their childhood games continued. Bill was always willing to put some knots in some rope, especially when it was wrapped around his cousin and close friend. Sean experimented with self-bondage at a very early age as well. Sometimes it was just a rope tied around his waist that ran down the crack of his ass and around his balls. Other times it was much more elaborate. It might be an hour or two of being hogtied in the closet or other times he would spend an entire Saturday afternoon tied spread-eagle and naked on his bed while his favorite music blasted in his ears. When caught one day by his mother, he took his s****l exploits outdoors where he discovered the wonders of nature and its never-ending possibilities. Sean spent years hiking into secluded places and using trees and their strong limbs for his self-bondage experiences. This, however, could never have prepared him for future incidents under similar branches. Ropes became chains. But, when knots became locks, it made all the difference.