I sighed out loud. As I was nearing my car, I heard footsteps behind me, so I turned and looked to see who it was. I couldn't believe my eyes, it was... Douglas. “Hey Jenny,” he said, smiling at me. I was shocked. Was I dreaming? I looked around to make sure he wasn't just talking to someone else, but found that the parking lot seemed pretty deserted. “So he is talking to me. Maybe it was my imagination?” I thought. “Hey Douglas…” I said, smiling back at him. “You’re going home already?” he. It was more than I could take. I reached under her arms and lifted her back onto her feet. I pushed one side, spinning her and reaching through my haze of lust for the bottle as she slammed against the wall, more than a little aroused herself.More of the bottle's contents drizzled over my rigid penis and I pressed myself against her backside, hips mindlessly grinding against her. Head next to hers, I could hear her short breaths and nervous, animated gulps. Her typical calm demurity had all. It looked oversized,too.We moved through the store. She liked the handcuffs. She thought alocking corset was brilliant. She thought a penis gag was inspired.There was a novelty bra with small propellors protruding at thenipples. She bought that, too.Then she came upon an angry looking display of twisted plastic andmetal. The chastity cages."I think my maid needs one of these," she said."No, madam. I don't." Are you kidding me. Housework excites you, and I can't have a maidwith her itty-bitty. To catch is to control or,at least, to put a man in a position wherein he may be controlled. Italso feeds one's vanity, of course, for which reason alone, even if"beauty" (that is, sexual desirability) were not also a sort of power inand of itself, few, if any, women would abandon. Sexual desirabilitygives women an edge in the eternal battle of the sexes.But men also have an edge. They have superior physical strength, whichmeans that the political and social power that women enjoy is theirs.