I finished my croissant and coffee, then ran to my room to play for a few minutes. He wasn’t here to stop me, and there was no reason he’d ever find out. I let my mind wander back to that Sunday when he’d struck my tits and my cunt over and over, that awful, beautiful bite of pain building until I couldn’t think anymore and completely exploded. And then the vibrator for who knows how long... oh my God...

I came quickly, though it wasn’t nearly as satisfying as it had been with him. I wanted another one, but I didn’t have a toy with me. Maybe I could sneak down into his dungeon, use one of his, and wash and return it before he even noticed?

I hurried down the hall and down the stairs, flipping on the light switch to the beautiful dungeon and looking through the drawers until I found the toys. I found one that looked promising and made my way back up the stairs to the door of the dungeon to return to my room.

It was only then I noticed the problem.There was no door handle.

Wait. No. How could that even be a thing,I thought. I pushed and nudged and attempted to pry the door open with my fingers, but there was no way.

No, this doesn’t make sense.I tried to keep my cool and not freak out. There had to be a way out.

Suddenly, Reuben’s voice came through a speaker or audio system that I couldn’t see. “Having trouble, little bug?”

“How the fuck... where is the doorknob?” I shouted. “Let me out!”

“What do you have in your hand?”

I looked around, trying to see where the cameras or speakers might be. I finally noticed them and glared right into them.

“Let me out!”

“Put the toy away, Alice. Have you forgotten rule eight already?”

“I... ugh,” I rolled my eyes and stomped down to the drawer where I’d collected the vibe, putting it back in its place and returning to the door. “Now will you let me out!”

“Did you come this morning?”

“I’m not going to be able to without a vibrator,” I said. It was technically the truth, right? Like hell was I telling him I had an orgasm this morning. “You wore my clit out on Sunday!”

There was a click, and the door popped open just a few inches. I pulled it open and escaped the dungeon, leaning against it and breathing hard. Only then had I noticed how stressed out I was over the whole ordeal.

What the fuck! Who has a room with no doorknob?

I checked my phone and noticed a text from him.

Reuben: What happened to you texting me when you woke up?

Alice: Sorry, I ate breakfast and then got distracted with my overwhelming need for an orgasm.

Reuben: Are you clear on your task?

Alice: Yes Sir.

Reuben: Good. Let me know if you have questions. I have a long day, but I’ll see you tonight at 6. Be good for me today, okay sweetheart?

Alice: ...hmm... Nah. :)

Reuben: That punishment worn off already?

Alice: Well, I WAS in a good mood, but then I got locked in your dungeon and freaked out a little.

Reuben: You shouldn’t have gone in there without my permission. I told you that during the tour. There’s a keypad on the side of the door, you can only leave with the code, or my permission on the app on my phone. You won’t be able to sneak in there, little one.

Alice: First of all, you underestimate me. Second, I’m not little.

Reuben: Right. Whatever you say.

Then I got a horrible, scheming idea, and dug through the closet until I found a large shoe.