Raiders of the Lost Ark came out when I was about thirteen years old. I have only vague ideas of why that bullwhip hooked into my consciousness at groin level. Years later I had various friends in the S/M scene who owned signal whips by David Morgan, the same whipmaker responsible for Indianna Jones’ bullwhip. Though it was well-known that Morgan wouldn’t sell to anyone who planned to use one of his whips on human targets, there were few enough alternatives that his whips were the ones to own. I bothered some of my friends into letting me borrow theirs. It took me way to long, but wearing a bike jacket and a borrowed helmet I finally learned to crack.
Jul 202009
Kneel to Me
Mate: And More Stories from the Erotic Edge of SF/Fantasy
Up for Grabs
Wired Hard 4
Wishbone