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Madi woke up the next morning wondering if last night was a dream or was it real. Did her boss really make her have an orgasm? Did he really lick her pussy? Did she have his cock in her mouth? Oh, what did Madi do? She laid in bed trying to see if any of it made sense. She finally concluded that it didn’t.
Having her morning coffee after her shower, Madi decided she didn’t want to go into work today. She was kind of apprehensive to see Mr. Stewart. So, she called in sick and made sure someone would take his calls for her.
Madi laid on her couch staring at the ceiling. She started to replay last night’s events in her head. She wanted to remember everything he said, everything he did. Thinking about it all just made her excited again, so that had to stop. She wanted a clear head to think about this dominant and submissive proposal he made to her.
She took her phone out and started googling the terms he used last night. All kinds of things popped up on her screen. People tied up with ropes, people on some kind of cross, people wearing collars, people crawling behind another person, people using whips and people gagged and blind folded. She gasped and put her phone down. What the heck was he thinking? She couldn’t do this, be tied to a cross and crawl on the floor behind him?
“I can’t do this, who does he think I am?” She certainly didn’t want to face him right now.
Madi decided to go for a walk in the park. She put her clothes on, sneakers too and grabbed her headphones and phone. Maybe this would help her clear her head.
Entering Central Park, she knew exactly where she wanted to go. There was a beautiful, peaceful lake and once she got to the lake she wanted to go sit on the big rock that jutted out over the lake’s edge and look out at the lake. With her music on, listening to Lindsey Sterling, she started her walk to the lake.
When Madi got to the rock she went out as far she could go and sat down. She criss- crossed her legs, put her hands on her knees and closed her eyes to relax. She turned her phone to silent, wanting to just relax and hear the birds and feel the warmth of the sun. Deep breaths helped her to focus and relax. She listened to her breathing in and out. Slowly. Deep breaths.
Madi’s thoughts went to her mother first. What would she think of Madi right now? Madi was raised to be a good church-going girl, praise Jesus and avoid sin. This was far, far from how she was raised. Her parents kept her very sheltered in their small town until her father left them. Then her sister left. Madi moved soon after her mom passed away. There was nothing keeping her there but memories.
But then Madi remembered her mom used to say, “Madison, you have to be happy in life, no matter what you choose to do.” So now Madi was listening to her mom but felt the guilt of trying to explore something new and different. A new career, a new place to live, a new hobby, her mom would have encouraged that, but this? A sexual relationship with a man who would be her dominant? What exactly did that mean? Part of her was curious and turned on by the thought of serving him and that scared her, but part of her thought her boss was so hot she WANTED to have sex with the man, more than what she had already done. She wanted him to bring her to orgasm again. Touch her, kiss her, run his hands all over her. But this time with his cock inside her. He’d be her first meaningful relationship, but would he see it that way?
Sitting on the rock for a while, Madi just enjoyed the warmth of the sun. Listening to the world around her. Then a thought hit her. Madi wondered what would happen if she wasn’t good enough for Mr. Stewart? What if she didn’t give him what he expected. She would have to quit her job, and maybe move away. She couldn’t work for him if he didn’t want her as a sub any more. How could she be good enough? She was young and inexperienced, and he obviously knew what he was doing and what he wanted.
Madi started to cry. Maybe she just needed to look for a new job now. Her emotions were all mixed up and seeing Mr. Stewart every day wouldn’t make this easier. Madi got up, decided to go back to her apartment to start looking for another job, even a temp one, the sooner she got out the better. If she didn’t see him, she could forget this whole thing.
She grabbed her phone to turn her music back on for the walk home when she noticed the many missed calls and text messages. What the heck was going on? Her apartment building had called her? Missed texts from a number she didn’t know. She started to listen to the voice mail messages.
“Hello Ms. Ryan, this is the doorman at your apartment. We have a gentleman here trying to get up to see you, a Mr. Stewart, but he isn’t on your list and you are not answering your phone, so we are not letting him up the elevator. He is very upset so please be advised when you return. Call us if you need anything.”
Madi stopped dead in her tracks, leaned over and put her hands on her knees. She wanted to be sick. He was at her apartment. Damn it. Now what did she do? She thought about sneaking up the stairs and avoiding the lobby, in case he was waiting. Oh wait, the text messages… she opened them up. The same number that messaged her last night.
Unknown: Madison this is Jonathan. Where are you? Why did you call in sick today?
Unknown: Madison, I want an answer – where are you?
Unknown: Madison you need to tell me you are okay? Let’s talk about last night.
Unknown: I am going to find you. We need to talk.
That did it. She sat down right there on the walkway. She laid her forehead in her palms. She started to cry. This was all too much for her.
After a few minutes, she got up, pulled herself together and walked home. She needed to get home and start looking for another job, maybe move, she didn’t know where, but she needed to avoid all of this.
Madi let herself in the stairwell with her tenant key, walked up the four flights to her apartment. When she opened the stairwell door to her floor everything was clear. She walked down the hallway and turned the corner and then her heart stopped, and she froze up. There he was pacing the hallway outside her door. Damn it. Madi instantly turned around hoping he didn’t notice her. He did.
He heard her walking and looked up. “Madison.” He said it very firmly and with anger.
Madi stopped in her tracks and turned around so she wasn’t looking at him. “I don’t want to see you right now.”
“That’s obvious,” he said, “but that is not what is going to happen. Turn around and come back.” His commands made her do it without thinking. Damn him.
Madi turned around and walked to her door, her head looking down at the floor the entire time. She couldn’t look him in the eye right now. When she stopped to take her key out, he took his hand under her chin and lifted her face to his.
“Madison, you cannot avoid me. We have unfinished business to deal with. Now let’s go take care of what’s on your mind.” As a tear rolled down her cheek, he held the door open for her to go into her apartment.