I had once had a part time master/slave relationship with a woman. We had lived together for two years and our relationship had developed quickly to t...e point where we had experienced some of the things that I had in mind for Inga. But we had just played around the edges. Some of Inga's fantasies went well beyond what I had experienced. I had similar fantasies though and I had written about many of them in my stories. I had every intention of making her dark dreams come true.As you might. She was upset and after sometime i got courage and told her we can get food and u can buy lot of gifts from delhi but u have to comprimise she was surprised and happy also and told me she can but what should i do ? I told her to show her body parts to someone who can give her money she almost slaaped me and told me to shut up.And she sat and turned her face i said ok as u wish and i also sat then suddenly she turned toward me and said sorry and told me ok but i should not do anything wrong and. Or, was that ‘no’ a lie.” She laughed. “A riddle with no solution, a puzzle with no end. What is it, Davy? How do you decide?”An evil thought crossed my mind and it frightened me. Why did I think that? Anger? Frustration? Or, that damn devil dog again? Whichever, I was chilled by it and shivered, shaking it off.“No. You have been programmed not to do that. You might hurt me, and I suspect you will. Some of that hurt I will welcome because of the pleasure which will follow. But, you cannot kill. After a big chunk of humble pie, she slowly thawed, though he knew he needed to watch his step. Indoors once more she put the flowers in water, smiling once more, and he kissed her, this time noting with some relief that there was more passion in her side of the bargain… he did not push his luck. It was after the dinnertime snack, when he had washed up, that things took off once more, she took his hand silently, and together they mounted the stairs to the big B&B bedroom, not a word had passed.