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“I’m an overworked
stock broker who, due to too much pressure at work, and a decided lack of
female companionship, flipped out after his father passed away. I moved out
here to Napa to pursue a business venture which would take me away from my
sordid past. I’m not even allowed into any of the clubs in Chicago and very few
in New York.” He looked directly at Ethan. “I regret what happened but I
honestly don’t know why I attacked Rena. I used to love her. She was always
good to me. Very submissive to my needs as a man, which made
her the perfect lover for me. Maybe that’s why I had a hard time
accepting she’d moved on after we broke up. The way she behaved was as if I were
her whole world.”
    Ethan
attempted to judge what was actually happening inside the man’s head. “So
you’re telling me you once had a BDSM based relationship with your victim?”
    “Yeah. I did. We met in a club in New
York. She was perfect. Just the right amount of attitude but I could tell by
the look in her eyes, the way she carried herself, she was just waiting for the
right man to give control over to. For a while I was that man. And the night of
the attack I just wanted it back – even for a little while.” Louis smirked.
“But I bet you don’t understand? Why a man would want to a woman to submit to
him, let alone a woman’s reasons for doing it?”
    “I
understand a lot better than you’d think, Louis. A surge of adrenaline as a
woman gives over to you, placing her welfare in the palm of your hands.
Trusting in your control and restraint you’ll eventually give her the
domination she craves. It can be quite addictive.”
    Louis’s
face lit up. “So you do understand! My last shrink didn’t have a clue what I
was talking about…”
    Ethan
held up a hand. “While I do understand the need to dominate and even condone it
under the right circumstances, the reason we’re here is because of your
inability to distinguish between consensual play and non-consensual. What you
may have had originally with this Rena was most likely consensual, was it not?”
    “Of
course.” The man looked offended by the question. “We even had a written contract
between us. I wanted to be sure everything was clear-cut for her. It wasn’t
until I brought home another playmate that she flipped out and walked out on
me. Up ‘til then everything we did together was what we both wanted.”
    Ethan
gave a grave nod. “I see. So she was unhappy when faced with the reality of the
contract.”
    Louis
shrugged “Well, it wasn’t exactly spelled out in the contract that I couldn’t
bring home another playmate for us to share. But every submissive knows a Dom
has the right to have as many submissives as he wants.”
    Ethan
had to bite his tongue to keep from lashing out at the other man. It was men
with attitudes like this which gave the BDSM world a bad name. “But did you
actually have it outlined in the contract?
    Louis
glared at him. “I didn’t think I had to. It’s common knowledge if you’re
involved in the scene. Doms get to have as many submissives as they like. The
only stipulation she asked for was that I not share her with another without
her consent. I wasn’t sharing her. I was fucking another sub that day. I truly
don’t know why she left - other than misplaced pride. It wasn’t as if she
wasn’t satisfying me. It was because she had been out of town and…well let’s
say a man has needs.”
    Ethan
clenched the pencil in his hand tighter until his knuckles paled. “So this
relationship ended because of this situation?”
    Sighing,
Louis toyed with a pill on his pants. “Yes. Before I knew it, she’d moved out —
lock, stock and barrel. It wasn’t until after my father died and my
relationship with the other submissive fell through, when I went to Chicago
after my mother. It was there I ran into her again.”
    Scribbling
down a note in the margin to check with the Chicago P.D., he glanced up. “So
where did you run