I found Inez's profile again and switched to the message function.
Meet me at this address in one hour, I typed, including my address.
No response.
Five minutes later, still no response.
Maybe all she had to do was delete it, after all. Now I kind of wished I had gotten at least her phone number.
I heated up some food and sat down to watch a show. My mind needed a distraction.
Forty-five minutes into the show, I was startled by a knock on my door. Looking through the peep-hole, I almost pissed myself when I saw Inez. She was actually there! I opened the door and she didn't move. If anything, it looked like she was trying to get herself to turn, as if to leave.
“Come in,” I said.
Silently, she entered.
“Why are you doing this?” she asked.
“I'm trying to figure this out,” I answered. “My best guess is that you and the other women on this app have some kind of submission kink and like being told what to do. So I wanted to test your limits and prove that theory by finding something you won't obey.
“No!” she gasped. “That's not true. Please don't do that, you have to believe me!”
“Which is just what someone would say who was getting off on all this,” I shrugged.
“Have you done this to other women?” she asked.
“No, you're the first one I met. Like I said, I deleted the app right after making some matches. It's not really my thing. What about you, have you matched with other guys?”
“No,” she answered. “Once it matched with you, it said I belonged to you. I couldn't even look at any more profiles.”
“Let me see,” I ordered.
“What?”
“Show me your phone, show me the app.”
She immediately pulled out her phone, unlocked it, opened the app, and handed it to me. I scrolled around, trying to find some way to unmatch. I compared the app on our phones and saw that they were very different. And in neither case was there an option to unmatch or anything like that. Really, all hers said was, “Ron has captured you! You belong to him. You must do everything he tells you to do. Await your master's instructions. Do not speak to anyone except your master about this.”
As I was examining the options and settings to see if there was anything helpful, I was startled by Inez suddenly screaming,”HEEEEELP!! HEEEEELLLPPPP! I'M IN APARTM-”
“Shut up!” I snapped. Inez instantly closed her mouth and looked at me with wide eyes. She was terrified. I stated to realize that this might not be a joke after all. And if it wasn't, then I could understand why she would be so afraid. I could command her to do literally anything.
The question is, what would I do?
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