The Visit

You check the clock. You've been checking it nervously all day but finally two o'clock is almost here. Five minutes to go. Your mouth is dry. Is this actually going to happen? Who would have thought that a simple photo could lead to finally meeting Ms April in person?

The two of you had come into contact through the social side of a porn site. You were fond of posting explicit selfies and she had commented favourably on some of them. In her profile she declared herself to be a fan of "confident women and obedient men.". Time passed and the pair of you exchanged friendly messages. One day you asked if she had any new ideas for your photographs. She suggested some poses and situations she might like to see you in, if you were willing. You did your best and waited for the response. It was better than you had dared imagine. You check your phone and re-read the last message.

Well done. I'm impressed by your efforts. I will arrive tomorrow at 14.00 and I expect to find you waiting for me just like that

You scroll up to check the photograph. The details haven't changed since you last checked it. Indeed they haven't changed since you took it.

You set the phone aside and get into position. You wait out the final minutes running through a mental check list. Have you thought of everything? Too late to change anything now. You try to keep your breathing steady.

A single chime comes from your phone and you hear the sound of someone trying the front door.

You have a sudden panicked thought. The front door. Did you remember to leave it unlocked?