Yes

Emily: Yes.

I reply to the unknown number.

There don’t appear to be anymore texts from whoever it is.

So I let out a breath of worry I hadn’t realized I had been holding.

I finish toweling off and get dressed.

Talking out loud to myself again

“What the fuck is that bastard going to make me do?”

Ideas roll into my head, everything from money all the way to outright slavery comes to mind..

I think about texting my Dom to let him know, but he’s out of the country right now.

After fifteen minutes of worry and mental spirals I say out loud “Nope” .

Grab my running shoes once more and my coat.

“I need to get myself out and get some air”

My stomach rumbles then I add “Maybe some lunch too.”

As I lock the door and head out I think to myself “Hopefully I’ll be able to have some lunch in peace”.