She was purposely making him, Doug thought. The old "make them wait" game. He'd been through it before, and it does unnerve the sub to the point where you are practically begging to be abused. In fact he'd done this many times to his female slaves. It was strictly a mind game; after all the mind can be a devious sex organ.

This waiting also gave him time to think about his precious Louise. He thought about the time he met her at a party. It was at Mistress Rose's place, which was really an old unused warehouse, that she rented once a month for the purpose of throwing these BDSM parties. They had become so popular that she needed a large space.

There was bondage equipment all around this very large room. Spanking and whipping scenes were occurring everywhere you looked. Males were doming females, Femdoms were domming males as well as other femmes.

Doug felt completely at ease at these parties, because everybody there was there for the same reason, doing the thing they loved without any interference. Mistress Rose did employ some bouncers just in case somebody needed to be tossed, but there were really very few disagreements.

One time after he had just finished putting a tall redheaded sub through her paces, Doug was leaning against the bar, sipping on his jack and ginger when this rather tall, leggy, dark haired babe came sauntering up to him. She complimented him on the scene, saying she had wished she could've changed places with the redhead. Doug smiled and bought her a drink.

That was he and Louise's first meeting, and after she shared with him her limits, it wasn't long before she was suspended by her wrists, gagged and blindfolded. She loved it when he spanked her, reveled in the thorough whipping( back and front), and gleefully agreed to go home with his after the party.

As Doug looked back at Catwoman, he knew that no matter what happened here, there was no way he was going let Louise get away.