"No!" she told him. "You don't deserve it yet!" Please, Mistress?" he begged.Of all her slaves, he was her special one. She kept coming back to him ti...me after time. This time, she was going to give him a treat, but he wouldn't know it until she chose to reveal it."Come!" she whispered.She grasped his arm and led him to another room. Her playroom, she called it. His excitement grew as she opened the door. It had been awhile since he had been here. She pointed to the opposite wall where cuffs had. ?I used to?be like that too, decisive. I will try to be decisive?once again?and summarise how?I ended up standing at?a?foreign airport a long way from home indeed, waiting to be collected by a?man, a Dom no less, that I have?never met before (with no known validated profile of Him), having agreed to follow His every wish and command ...without safe-word or agreed boundaries. Most damnable... having done neither a detailed pre-scene analysis nor have a contingency plan in place. Breaking all. " Ahh ... who?"Margaret hit the horn. "Get in, Christ's sake. I've been shot at."Iain opened the door and he had barely put a foot inside when she accelerated fiercely, causing him to swear at her. "What's goin' on?"Margaret watched the open road, sniffing. "Annabel ... she's been kidnapped and I've been shot at." She didn't wait for a response as her car took the racing line in the ice at over 70mph."Careful," Iain cried. "Ya gonna get us killed."Margaret didn't listen and sped along the. The condos were comfortable and convenient, but she had never felt any motivation to invest much time or energy into decorating. She planned to remedy that before the weekend.After parking the SSR, closing the garage and walking into her kitchen, Katie surveyed the itinerary that Tyler had left for her on the kitchen counter. As they had discussed, it showed that in the worst case, he would be home Friday evening in time for them to have dinner together.She knew that Tyler had fed Sinbad before.