That second meeting ended up setting the precedence for how Emily’s relationship with him went. He gave orders and she followed them. Even when she found those orders embarrassing or degrading, she followed them anyhow. Emily was never quite sure why she did but she knew his words alone made her feel all tingly and she wanted nothing more than his attention and his approval. He also seemed to know exactly what effect he had on Emily and just how much affection she needed to keep coming back for more.
Another week went by without an invite back. He had kept up with her by sending occasional messages to check in; to make sure she hadn’t had an orgasm. It was like he knew her thoughts. Every time she had managed to clear her head and focus on other things she would get a message. A message asking if she had been goodl and if she had done as she was told. Every time it had the same effect on her.