Miss Cox

Scrolling through the replies, she comes across one that piques her interest:

"Hello, I saw your profile and must admit I am quite interested, and I think that I may be just what you're looking for. Something new and different. To be quite blunt, I'm in search of that elusive perfect ****. I'm not looking for a lover, or a partner, or even a friend. You will be my ****, and I your Mistress. You will give yourself over to me completely to be my property, to do with as I please. But even if that thought appeals to you, understand that I am a bit, shall we say, different? I'll leave exactly how for when we meet though, as that will make for a fun surprise. If you're interested, respond promptly, as I have very little patience. And if you do, you will address me as Mistress."

Lexi felt her breath quickening, reading the words and wondering just what it would be like to be someone's ****, and just what Miss Cox meant when she said she was different. Combined with her already heightened lust, her curiosity wins out, and she responds immediately. "Mistress, I find myself very interested in your offer, and would love to meet you." She sends it off, and shortly after she is given instructions with a date and time for their meeting. The rooftop of a parking garage, which seems a bit mysterious, but there's also the instructions for her attire. To present herself in a manner that reflects her seriousness. The date isn't until next Friday, so she has plenty of time to consider this. Lexi sends off another message to Miss Cox, "I'll be counting the days until we meet, Mistress." And with that, she finally went off to bed, dreaming of all the possibilities, and contemplating just how she will present herself.