"Is that what you want, Sir?" I tugged on the steel links that joined the two clamps, causing an unknown amount of increased pain to her now blood-red...knobs. "I ask the questions, not you Kristy! I give the orders, you carry them out and you better hope you do them correctly. If not you will be punished and then if I am not too pissed off, I may allow you to try again. Understand?" "Yes Sir, I understand," she answered as she nodded her head. I turned, picked up the remote and lowered the music. .. about “taste.” I didn’t have a great deal of art, but I prided myself on the things I had. Even though it was just a two-room flat, it was moderately large. The plants and rugs and art gave it a rich appearance and texture that was mine and, I thought, reflective of my personality.I spent about ten minutes telling her the story of the acquisition of a large marble statue ... a women curled up in an egg-shaped supplication, and then said, “But we’ve got work to do ... I’ll pick up on the tour. The lover made his way out of there holding a piece he pretended to buy and headed to the cashier. I stayed there with my legs trembling, shaking. It seemed to me an incredible thing to be penetrated for the first time in a public area, just reaching a climax within the five minutes. Next day, he came to the store, got to the same corner where these shelves were because he had decide to trade this piece for another one he would prefer, a size that best fit. When I got there to give him a. When I was ready for her to move in, she was already there along with a feeling that she'd been there for some time. Time after that we started this conversation."I think you have something you've been wanting to tell me." I started."You mean like some dark secret I've kept from you all this time and therefore presumably wouldn't be able to tell you now for the same reasons?" That was a huge hint. She wanted to tell me. She'd wanted to tell me all along but there was some reason why she.