Since our relationship has developed, this is no longer the case.It is I who now call the shots … except, of course, when she wishesto achieve a cer...ain outcome and then, on looking back, I will be forced torecognise that she, in her subtle, gentle way, has led me again. In such situationsit is almost always that she wants me to treat her more harshly, to be morecruel, to be more outrageous, disgusting and depraved, to go beyond my ownstandards of where to draw the line. It took some while for. " I was a little shocked by this. Just as I was about to ask her who this guy she liked was Sarah called over the waitress and has her bring us more shoots. I was way past that nice buzz point. My head was spinning and I slurring my words. Sarah knew I was really drunk so she called me a can as we waited outside for it. She thought the fresh air would help me. As the cab pulled up she put me in the back seat. I looked at her, then the rest of the night went blank. I woke up the next morning. He by then got a small briefcase from his cupboard and placed it on the coffee table. It was his bondage and torture tool briefcase. I have been familiar with these tools for over a year now. But he had a pretty wide range of it with him. He asked me to get back to my knees which I did immediately.He then pulled my hair and asked me to give him a warm and enjoyable bath. He dragged me once again from the living room to his bathroom. He then threw me in the bathroom cabinet with my hair itself.. Her body relaxed.?I told you I would take care of you.?, she could feel the mocking, slightly arrongant tone in his voice. He knew what he was doing. He knew the effect his actions were having on her. Was it actually possible that this man, this man of many contradictions was actually so insightful and aware of her needs, so aware of how her body would react to his interventions that he could have predicted this response? Her confidence in him grew.She felt him grab another piece of rope. .