Page 58 - Leather Blues

46 Jack Fritscher

need.” Chuck reached into the trunk. “Know what this is?
He held up an asylum restraint. “It’s a thirty-inch waistbelt
with a Lynch lock buckle. Straps on either side hold horse-
hide wristlets tight to the waist.
“What about the ankles?” Den asked.
Chuck pulled out a pair of leather anklets. Both were
fleece-lined and had medium weight silver padlocks hang-
ing from them. “Good for shackling the feet together or
for pulling them apart to a good old spreadeagle. Here’s a
couple pair of handcuffs. This one’s a pretty standard push-
through manacle. The other’s a set of Mattatuck Handcuffs
from World War I. It’s got a single lock and can be adjusted
to cause excruciating pain.”
“Where did you get all this stuff?” Den asked.
“Professional suppliers. Medical resale houses. Auc-
tions. A few sick inventor friends.” He looked up at Den.
“Hardware stores.” They both laughed. “Get a load of these.”
Chuck handed Den a tiny restraint which fit into the palm
of his hand.
“What is it?”
“A thumb cuff. I’ve used that baby plenty in public. Last
month at the leather bar in Chicago this guy was cruising
me all night so I took him back to a corner by the jukebox,
slipped his thumbs in under this plate, tightened the wing-
nut and with a small padlock through its eye secured his
hands to his belt buckle. He stood with his hands at his waist
all evening. Very effective and no one noticed.”
“A good public start for a heavy private session?”
“Took him home. We hung on a good high and flew. I
worked him. Then he worked me.”
“Too much turn-about,” Den said.
“S and M can also mean,” Chuck said, “Sensuality and
Mutuality. It’s not always straight torture. There’s nothing
better than two guys together on a bunk. Sex is a celebration.
A man and woman fuck and celebrate their co-sexuality.

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