A safeword. Yes he was going to take her where she'd suspected. It had been awhile since she'd been in the torture room and her entire body quivered just at the thought of it. Few of their clients were truly skilled with the implements inside, though many tried to pretend they were. She was cautious with the unskilled, not giving them room to truly push her, but giving them the thrill they were seeking at the same time. They didn't have the experience to know she was the one truly controlling the situation.<br/><br/>She knew there would be no such games with Dimitri...<strong>he</strong>would be in control.<br/><br/>"I believe you will find I follow instructions very well, Mr. Artino," she said with a gentle smile. "My safeword is Purple though I've never needed to use it and no Sir," she said unable to keep from being a little formal, his demeanor seeming to demand it, "I've not found my limits. Most of those that want to use the specialized rooms are seeking a thrill, they aren't necessarily skilled. We give them what they desire while truly being the ones in control of the situation," she explained with a small shrug and her eyes sliding away, a fresh blush on her cheeks making it clear she knew who was in control between them even now.<br/><br/>Him.