“Well, this has been a wonderful evening, Ron. Thank you so much for inviting me over.” Sandra uncrossed her legs and leaned forward on the couch. She placed her wine glass on the coffee table and looked me in the eyes. “As much as I hate to end our conversation, I really should be leaving. Especially if I am to preserve even an ounce of modesty.” That last bit was mostly to herself, and I noted she clenched her thighs together as she spoke.
After a smile and a nod from me, Sandra rose from the couch and began collecting her things. “But Ron, let's do something like this again... soon. I genuinely enjoyed your company. Next time, I'd love to take you to this tapas restaurant that I love. I'll reach out to you later this week, OK?”
I walked her to the door and thanked her for the evening. As the door closed behind her, I felt confident I had done the right thing. Next time we met, I would test her to see if she still had to obey my commands. I'd also need to see if I could unmatch her in the app. If not, and if she was still compelled to obey, then for as long as we were together I'd have to be very careful how I worded anything I said.
However, having a girlfriend whose obedience I could command when needed certainly had some appeal...
Comments