The third date.

The next few days were busy, at least for Michael. He cleaned the apartment and apart from Sarah's room. He was agonized about Friday, wondering what proving meant. Have been locked up longer than last time, and he felt it. His cock kept acting strangely, becoming stiff at things he'd never reacted to before, like an errant pair of Sarah's heels that was lying by the door or her coat sloppily thrown onto an armchair.

When Friday finally came, there was electricity in the air at breakfast. They didn't talk about the evening, but both knew this was the big test. Sarah suspected that if Michael would accept what she had planned, she could push things further. Michael was still wondering what she had planned.

They both went to work, but Sarah was the one to come home first. She had made sure to be the one home first and gathered some stuff from her room. Then she displayed them on the living room coffee table, sat on the couch, and waited for Michael. When Michael opened the door and stepped into the living room, he was surprised to see Sarah waiting for him on the couch.

"Hello, roomie." He stopped dead in his tracks.

"Have a seat." She gestured to an armchair. Michael hesitantly sat down in the armchair. Michael got up and walked around the coffee table.

"As I told you, there are some stipulations for this evening." She fingered some objects on the table before continuing.

"If you want to be in the apartment while my date is here, you must agree to all this." Michael quickly scanned over the objects on the table, but there wasn't much he recognized and could inform his decision. Sarah scrutinized him closely while he made his decision. Finally, he said.

"Okay, Princess." She smiled broadly.

"Excellent!" She picked up an object in her hands and unfolded it for Michael. It was a black hood, but something was missing. He realized that there were no holes for eyes.

"Sit down on the coffee table with your back to me." She touched the table and encouraged him to move.

"Do you know the reason why I want you to wear it?"

"No."

"Well, it's for your and my date's privacy and shows him what kind of relationship we have." She secured the hood on his face. He was in total darkness. He heard movement around him and chains being uncoiled, reminding him of the last time he was bound.

"Present your arms and legs." Sarah voice was much sharper when he was without distractions. He felt the same cuffs from Saturday fasten around his wrists and legs. Then pulled apart by chains, he was actually strapped down to a table.

"There, all ready for inspection." She squeezed his thighs, took a few steps back to take all of Michael and bit her lip. He did look sexy all tied up, and she got the same reaction as she had on Saturday when she tied him up, pure arousal. She stood there for a minute, absentmindedly caressing herself, until she heard her phone buzz. Then she remembered that she had a date and had to change. She walked into her room and started making herself ready.

Michael realized that it was too quiet and Sarah probably had left him to wait. He was a little apprehensive about what this "inspection" would entail. The wet feeling of precum was already spreading in his nether regions. The spillage was the only thing keeping him tethered to that time was passing. He heard clicking on the hardwood floor after what felt like an eternity. For his inner eye, he saw an outrageously sexy clad Sarah strut down the hall, wearing a way too short black dress that was barely covering her tush, black stockings and black stilettos.

In reality, she had dressed a little more modestly. John had invited her on a date at a fancy restaurant, and he had lent her his credit card to buy the outfit. The dress was more of a flowing gown, the pumps were not so high, and the stockings were dark and alluring, but it wasn't just sexy. It was also elegant.

"Hey, roomie, too bad you can't see how gorgeous I look in this outfit. I'm certain you would cream your pant at the mere sight of me. Too bad you're wearing that hood. Anyway, I'm heading out. My date is here, so don't go anywhere now." Michael was left alone sitting on the table as she walked out the door to John's waiting car.