Chapter 227

The wait was excruciating and was messing with her head. All the confidence she’d had slowly melted away with each minute past seven o’clock. He was late. Had he seen her and then turned around and left? Had he changed his mind? Or was this just part of the Dom mind games, a way to put her on edge, to unsettle her? She shivered and wrapped her arms around herself, feeling more self-conscious than she had in years. She felt so exposed, and not just because of the skimpy outfit she wore. By agreeing to meet him, by coming to Fetish, Lisa had made herself vulnerable. She’d put herself at his mercy and it chafed against the hard lessons she had been taught. Being vulnerable led to being hurt. Being needy led to being abandoned. Wanting more led to being disappointed. Making a decision, she walked over to the sideboard where she had left her purse and the long coat she’d worn to cover her outfit in the taxi. She couldn’t do this, she had to leave. She would send him an email explaining what