The k!nky college professor who was almost strangled during an SandM session at a Midtown club told The Post yesterday he's deeply ashamed and is finally through with the double life he's lived since he was kid. "I don't want this to spoil my marriage," said Robert Benjamin, 67, still disoriented from the three days he spent in a coma but sitting upright in a chair in his room at St. Vincent's Hospital. "I don't want my wife to leave me, but I have to tell her the truth," he said. "I'm going to share everything with her. I think my family will forgive me,"
| You think so, huh ... |
| I honestly confess that I would never have compared this to eating turkey, but what do I know? |
She realized his foot was turning blue because one of his high heels had slipped off.
I hate it when that happens.
"I don't want to go to the clubs anymore," Benjamin said. "I'm trying to learn to control myself and my emotions. I've seen doctors to help me," he said, adding that he's been unable to control his desires "from very early on in my life."
Benjamin managed to keep his shameful secret from his wife, his two kids, who are now adults, and the students he taught at Montreal's Vanier College until his recent retirement. He never indulged his "dirty habit" in Montreal, where he fooled relatives, neighbors and colleagues into thinking he was a respectable family man who enjoyed outdoor activities.
| He was a quiet man ... |
Seems he liked "Y"s.
He'd tell his family he was cross-country skiing upstate, then visiting the city "to take photographs" and eat pizza at his favorite Italian restaurants in Brooklyn. "My biggest fear has always been that someone would find out. That's why I come to New York and never do this in Montreal," he said.
| And San Francisco was too far for a weekend ... |
Benjamin, who came out of a coma Monday and is still recovering from his ordeal, struggled to remember numbers and dates, but guessed he's been married for "30 years or more."
| 'Guessing' that you've been married for 30 years or more isn't going to help with keeping your wife as you tell her your story. If I were you I'd make sure you remember the exact date you were married. And what your wife wore that day ... |
Not to mention the aniversary of the day you first met, where you met, what you were wearing, what she was wearing.......humm. Maybe that's why he tried to hang himself.
He does not remember putting on the handcuffs, nipple clamps, dog collar, high-heel shoes or hood, vowing "I'm going to seek professional help to get over this dirty habit.
Good thing that collar wasn't around your nards.
"The doctors told me I was passed out, but now I'm awake. They saved me, they gave me the confidence that I will be OK."
Benjamin attributes his recovery to his excellent physical health. "I'm in really good shape," he said. "I bike, I ski, I take care of myself."
| We can see that. |
Nooo. Wouldn't think it.
Taki Noriko, the dominatri(x) who trussed up Benjamin and left him alone - as he'd requested - was relieved to hear of his recovery.
Isn't that against the rules?
"Thank you," she said, with a long sigh. "Thank you very much for telling me."