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was he to me? I’d only met him recently, but now I was following
his every direction. I still thought that the cop and Lex were the same, but I
wasn’t totally sure. If not, I hadn’t even had sex with Lex. I couldn’t call
him my Master. I knew that to be more of a formal act in the BDSM
community. And yet, I couldn’t refuse him anything. I’d known it that first
meeting when I’d pulled my panties down to my ankles in the lecture hall. And
it wasn’t just being in the same room that turned me into soft clay in his
hands. Even his texts unhinged me so much that I could not resist his words on
my cell’s screen.
    “Do you need anything else?” she asked, smiling broadly.
    “No. This is fine. Thank you for bringing this to me.”
    “My pleasure.”
    I closed the door, and per Lex’s instructions, I ate the
meal he’d sent. Try as I might, I couldn’t finish it. I doubted that a family
of ten would’ve been able to. Every bite had been delicious and satisfying.
    The next text came, and the next.
    Each and every one, I followed to the letter. And every time
I completed one of his tasks, I grew prouder of myself and more excited about
the evening he had in store for me.
    There was another knock on my door.
    Thanks to the most recent  of Lex’s texts, I knew the
person knocking was Vivian, the woman I’d met at the BDSM boutique yesterday.
    I opened the door. “Come on in.”
    “Hi, Mia.” She grinned and handed me the box in her hands.
“Did you have fun last night?”
    Fun didn’t begin to cover it. I’d discovered something about
myself. I was still discovering with every small task. “I did. What kind of
outfit does Lex have me in tonight?”
    Vivian’s lips curved up in a smile. “One of my personal
faves, kiddo. A slutty maiden dress that will knock his socks off.”
    I was glad to hear that. “Do you have time to come in for a
cup of coffee, Vivian? I have some questions I’d like to ask you, if you don’t
mind.”
    “I heard you are working on a thesis. Until Lex gives the
green light, no one is going to talk to you about the life. That includes me.
I’m sorry.” She gave me a sympathetic look.
    I sighed. “No worries.”
    “That’s not to say I won’t be talking with you soon. I think
you’re about the only woman who has ever been able to get under Lex’s skin.”
    The only woman to get under his skin? How could that
be possible? I was confused but also foolishly hoping it was true. “You can’t
tell me that he hasn’t been with a lot of women. Maybe even you?” That thought
sent a bolt of worry and jealousy through me.
    Vivian shrugged. “Not me. Boy, don’t think I wouldn’t have
loved to drink from that fountain if I’d gotten the chance. I’m a bit of a
switch, and Lex only goes for pure subs.”
    Knowing that she’d not been with him filled me with relief.
“What do you mean I’ve gotten under his skin?”
    She held up her hands. “I’ve already said too much. Just
whatever you’re doing, keep it up. You’ll get his green light and get your
interviews, I’m sure of it.”
    “Thanks, Vivian.”
    “My friends call me, Viv.” She winked.
    “Viv. Thanks.”
    “Bye, kiddo. Have fun tonight.”
    I shut the door and put the box on my sofa. I ripped off the
top, revealing the outfit Lex had chosen for me for my second visit to his
club. I slipped on the maiden outfit and became both excited and nervous. Was I
actually brave enough to show up at The Cell dressed like a...how had Viv
described it...slutty maiden?
    The dress reminded me of the costumes my sister wore to the
Renaissance festivals she’d forced me to go to with her. She was—still is—a huge
fan of anything medieval. Actually, my dress resembled her costumes in theme,
but not in any other way.  Sure, the bodice laced in the front. The lacing
was gold and the top was layered with green and brown fabric. A ruffled skirt
completed the dress. It harkened to the days of maidens and knights, but