It was a tense and unbelievably busy week. My friend Sam and I had just left work just after 11 p.m. at night. We decided to go to the bar for a couple of drinks before heading to our perspective homes. The bar was almost empty. Sam and I sat and talked. I told him I was just under so much pressure. I needed a break and there was no end in sight. Sam pulled out his wallet, removed a card, and handed to me. It had a name on it, Mistress Danielle, professional BDSM dating dominatrix. He said he uses her decompress. I should try it.
Sam left me at the bar with the card. I called from my cell. She answered. We agreed to a meeting. I went to her place. If you want to call it a place, it was more of a dungeon. The moment I walked in the door she took over. I had no authority whatsoever. For once it was nice to be controlled and not be the controller. I was ball gagged, chained, and blindfolded in a matter of minutes. She then said now let the games begin.