But if your goal was to make me very WET and very ANGRY, then bravo. Mission accomplished. Congratulations. Well done. Asshole.
You’d better have a plan to meet me back here ASAP with that fucking key, or this was the last sexy act you will get out of me. EVER.
Ben, I’m serious. Don’t mess around with this. Please answer me right away. Don’t leave me sitting here panicking. Please?
To: Sienna
Date: Sun Oct 10, 6:25 PM
Subject: Re: Where the fuck are you?!?
Poor Sienna. I almost… ALMOST… feel bad for you!
Yes, my no-show was intentional. It seems I’m also suffering from some wicked impulses I can’t fully control. But don’t worry! We will meet up again soon, I swear. Just not today. Go home and “relax” for the evening. You will have to wait until this same time tomorrow. Oh, oops, is it a work day? How very unfortunate for you! I hope you’ll wear your anklet proudly until then, and I promise there won’t be any more tricks up my sleeve after that. We can return to the same place, in the exact same way you laid out, and leave things strictly anonymous. I promise I will set you free, and return your lovely scented gift as well.
Unless, of course, you decide to change your mind about the new jewelry, or your cyber-only rule, in the meantime? I don’t know about you, but I’m suddenly feeling much more open to the concept of change. So, I’m giving you a whole extra twenty-four hours to think about it!
Playfully, Benjamin.
— THE END —
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