Home trip

Sure enough, as Erik made his way through the halls of the studio and out into the driveway there was indeed a car waiting. Just as fancy as usual with the door being held open by the driver. He was slightly saddened by the fact that when he entered the car, there was no Clara. Strangely enough though, the car did smell just like her. Her scent brought Erik to a place of wonder and dreams. The drive was long but bearable due to how heavenly the smell of the car made Erik feel, as if his brain had associated everything about Clara to pure bliss. No matter how long the ride would have taken, basking in the aroma of his beloved Mistress was beyond time.

Suddenly he felt the car slow down and finally stop. After only a moment the side door opened, "We've arrived Princess, Miss Lane wanted me to tell you to go to the top floor. She regrets not being able to meet you right after your session. By all means, she is a busy woman after all." Erik was still slightly dazed but atleast he understood what the man said. He could deny that Clara was indeed very busy. After all she was the face of a company. After having schedueled some of her meetings and managed her emails, he knew all too well what she had to work with. He responded with a nod and pulled himself out of the car with some gentlemanly help from the driver, which embarrassingly made Erik blush. The mention of the name 'Princess' didn't even phase him anymore, atleast not like it used to.

Now once more he found himself in the lobby of Lane Corp HQ. It felt nostalgic and like home at the same time. He'd been here for quite some time, and in that time he had grown accustomed to more or less living here. Being hit on and touched while going through the busy halls and offices was no longer as shocking as it might have been the first time. No, now it was just how things worked, and he almost liked the attention, craved it even. At time his old self would try to object but it seemed that the person he once was had been locked behind bars. And without knowing, what he once had been was constantly being torn away by the extensive training and conditioning. Dr. Harper had truly made great progress, all the while Erik was completely oblivious.

As the elevator reached the top, Erik began to tremble with anticipation. Finally opened followed by a loud *ding*. He stepped into the large apartment and looked around. Then he heard her,

"Is that my sweet Princess that I hear?"