"You need to findher to give her your cake and wine..." he pauses as if waiting for meto catch up. "To make her feel better."I smirk."Isn't that how t...e story goes?"I hadn't forgotten. "Where do you think your grandmother is, little Red Riding Hood?" Heasked looking through the throbbing crowd.I wasn't sure. "Somewhere on the dance floor I guess," I say reallygetting into my role. "Centre of attention I bet, near the Christmastree." Conrad laughed and cocked his hairy head to one side so a. "I believe that a slave girl should be punished slowly, like a work of art. There's nothing like erotic anticipation to heighten the senses."Janet nodded her head in assent."I'm so glad that you agree. Why, this is one night that we both shall remember," said Andrea.Andrea next hung up the crop and removed the whip from the wall. She ran the thin leather through her hands, feeling the well-oiled leather flex and bend. Andrea was responsible for the upkeep of Erica's Dungeon. It had taken her. He smiled again, and I whispered… “Yes, Master?” “Come Pet.” He said, His voice that of leather and velvet. I stood and He put His arm around me, then He led me out into the park; one of His arms around both my shoulders, His other hand holding the end of the leash. I put one arm around His waist, as we walked. Watching for any signal He might give me. We walked through all the other park-goers until we came to the trees at the other side. We were in a semi-private area now, and He stopped. He. Don't wait until you're in the bedroom. Whisper it in his ear as he leaves home. Tuck a note in his pants pocket. Call him at work. Send him an e-mail or a text message.Use nudity as a tool -- Keep your man naked as much as possible. It heightens his sexuality and keeps him exposed. Get rid of bathrobes and pajamas. Insist that he remain naked as he get ready for work. Forbid him from wearing anything – boxers or briefs – to bed. When it comes to your body, tell him he needs your permission to.