His Lordship Captured

This drawing has been a long time in coming. I pencilled it more than a year ago, then never got around to inking it, then started inking it, then couldn't be bothered to finish inking it. Today, I realised I had already signed and dated it, so I'd better finish it pretty soon or else I'd have to change the date. So here it is, finished and coloured, in time for Boxing Day.

Does that mean our hapless older man could end up carted off in a box? Well, mmmaybeee. I don't know why I decided he was an English lord. Maybe because he looked aristocratic, at least to me. Also, when I was a boy, I saw this ad for a porn book (or magazine, or film, or something - bear with me, it was the early 1970s) which was the story of an English duke who found himself bound and enslaved by his wife on the night of his marriage. The ad was so teeny weeny that the image of the bound man was almost impossible to make out, which was in fact a great boost to my imagination - had I seen the actual object, I would probably have been disappointed. As it is, that very small picture and the three accompanying lines of texts have been fueling my fantasies for more than thirty years.