I had absolutely no idea what I was in for as I trudged up the parking garage steps to the fifth floor. Why the hell would M park on the fifth floor? I thought as I advanced one more agonizing flight. I hope he brought the Cooley text. That’s the one I told him I needed. A promise of certain text books had brought me to this journey. You had them; I needed them…for my thesis research. Slowing as I made the turn on the landing between the last flights of stairs, I was taken completely unawares as a hand firmly caught me around the throat and gently shoved me back against the wall. A sharp intake of breath was all I had time for before the obvious but not painful pressure against my larynx rendered me speechless. Eyes wide, I stared in disbelief into the hard brown eyes before me.

“This is the deal, “you whispered quietly but succinctly, “I will give you a sentence to repeat. Should you choose to repeat it, you will be agreeing to give yourself to me in whatever fashion I want, whenever I want, and as often as I want. Should you give yourself to me, you will be relinquishing your entire life into my hands. Every thought, every desire, every act will now be mine. I promise to keep you safe, to protect you from those who would harm you, and to explore your every deviant desire. Should you decide to walk away; things will remain as they are. It will be as though this never happened.” Imperceptibly the pressure on my throat eased; I was being given the chance to speak.

“How do you know I won’t call the police once I leave, or the hospital administrator?” I asked defiantly, but without heat. It was difficult to speak with no air in my lungs. From the moment your strong fingers touched my fragile skin, my stomach had been shooting tiny electrically charged arrows of arousal, straight to my pussy. Your words only added to the fire that threatened, now, to consume me.