Breaking Jona

It seems like yesterday when she was His . She was forever begging Him to visit her in real life, use her, humiliate her, take her virginity, fuck her,... Months have passed since that... Months in which she lost her virginity to someone else, fucked someone else, but yet months in which there was hardly a day on which she wasn't daydreaming about Him. She just couldn't get the what-if's out of her mind. What IF He had come to see her,... What IF He had fucked her and taken her virginity, used her, made her submit,...

Shaking her head she awoke from yet another daydream as she poured another cup of coffee for another customer in the little cafe she was working.

It was quite busy tonight, most tables were occupied. Gradually, though, the place emptied, and only a few tables were still full. Her eyes were wandering round the room when a group of what had at first seemed like students of the local university caught her eye. She noticed that they were speaking Dutch amongst themselves but English to the other waitress.

She kept pouring coffees and serving food. One dish was for his table. "Who gets the salmon baguette?" she asked. "That would be me," a dark voice said. It was the man to her left. They looked at each other for a second, a smile on their lips.

As she was walking away she wandered why he looked so familiar. Those features... "Well," she thought "there are so many guests here every night, maybe he was here before."

Just as she reached the coffee machine his friend got up and walked towards the exit when he turned around and said "Hey Jon," and continued in Dutch. HE replied something in Dutch as well, but even if it had been in English she wouldn't have understood,... "JON?!" That was her former Master's name. They were speaking Dutch, and her former Master was from the Netherlands. "No," she thought, "that would be too much of a coincidence." She turned to face him and her eyes opened wide in surprise and shock. "Oh my god," she kept thinking. That's why he had looked familiar earlier. Now she recognized his features from his picture she had looked at many times months earlier.

She was studying his features when he looked up and looked her straight in the eyes. Blushing, she turned away.

She didn't know what to think or do. Could this be true, was this really happening? WHY would he show up here now, after all these months of no contact? What did he want? Did he even realize it was her?

Confused, she tried to avoid his table and his eyes for the rest of the evening, and she tried to spend as much time in the bathroom as possible. when she returned one time his table was empty. They had gone.

Even though she had been surprised and shocked earlier she could feel disappointment creeping up in her now, realizing that he had left. Maybe it wasn't him at all?

Her shift ended soon after. She was glad to be able to go home and relax, still feeling different emotions running through her all the time. Shaking her head again, she took her car keys and went to the exit.

The it happened. Just as she stepped through the door she saw HIM. He was leaning against the wall right next to the door.