In preparation, I was even given a metal key to hold in my clothes in case I was ever in handcuffs again. Katrina made sure I knew how to clasp the key discretely between the sides of 2 fingers so no one could see me holding it. It scared me realizing what a drastic change my life had taken.

That made up the rest of the week and weekend, getting beaten up aka trained by Shawna. I struggled with the moves, but enjoyed the challenge. Every afternoon I spent getting tied up by Katrina. I hated it. By the fifth day I could almost get out of handcuffs when my...