She paused momentarily at the entrance to his chamber. Trepidation and anticipation, mixed in equal parts, fought for dominance of her current mood. It was going to be good, she was sure of that, it always was. But what was going to happen? What was he going to make her do? What sort of ecstasy or humiliation were his commands and orders going to bring about this time? As she hesitantly reached for the door handle, a slig...