Paige Accidentally Wakes Me

"Yes!!!" A loud voice calls out through the apartment.

Your eyes flutter open. Before a single thought can filter in, my hand brushes over the indent next to me on the bed. Sandra had left late the previous night, but an outline of her lingered. My eyes fluttered again.

It was morning. Why was it morning? I looked to my phone. Well before the time I'd set my alarm clock.

Eventually, I shuffled my way to the kitchen in my bathrobe. Paige was there, cooking eggs and humming to herself. She looked like she might explode with energy at any second. She was hopping on her toes, smiling, humming.

"What's got you so excited?" I groaned out.

"Master! I have a date!" She called out.

It had been awhile since I'd heard that. Paige vigorously maintained profiles on all kinds of dating and fetish sites. But, she was picky. The man had to be just the right level of dominant...but he couldn't give off any red flags either. She was still left unrecoverable from her last relationship, after all.

"What's he like?"

"He seems like a total gentleman. Really kind and good manners." She beamed. "I think it's going to go well."

"Do you need me to come with you and keep you safe?" I'd been taken along as muscle before.

She just shook her head and resumed breakfast. I laughed and took my seat at the table. If she was happy about it, then so was I.

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