He confirmed what Kat already knew. He would be the only one in charge tonight. When he offered his and to her she felt her body tremble in anticipation and wondered if he knew the effect he was having on her. It was rare for her not to be taking the lead with a client and she was relishing it, savoring it, and delighting in the effect it had on her body. Looking at him as she stood, she didn't bother to hide the desire that was stark and naked in her eyes. If he'd bent her over the table just then, he would have found her body eager and ready for him.<br/><br/>She took the lead when he motioned for her to, but it was the way a pet on a leash will lead it's Master, knowing it can be called to heel or turned aside at the Master's whim. It may look as if the pet is leading the man, but both know who controls the leash. Even without a leash, she knew who controlled her path for this part of the evening. Weaving through the crowd she let her body arch and twist and roll gently, giving him a show of just how nubile she was before the left the ballroom and found the hallway to the more private rooms.<br/><br/>He hadn't actually told her which room he wanted but if he felt the need of a safeword for her that really only left one room on the table. She paused before a door whose nameplate read, "Torture Room", and turned her head to give a small smile to Dimitri, "I believe this is the room you wanted Mr. Artoni, but if I'm wrong I'll happily move to another door."<br/><br/><---Torture Room