Mystery Mistress 3
Maybe. Maybe not. Hell, you weren't even sure this was her. Actually, you had no fucking idea. The unknown was the part that ate at you. And it wasn't just frustrating. It really kind of pissed you off. You felt used. And not in a fun, submissive way - although there was certainly an element of that. It was more real than that - maybe a little too real. This girl, whoever she was, knew all of your darkest secrets. And she was prepared to use them against you if you didn't obey her! That's blackmail! And blackmail was definitely NOT one of your interests. Although, technically it wasn't one of your limits either - according to the forms you submitted Friday night.
Gisele had turned and walked away while you had your fantasy conversation with yourself. You weren't sure what she had said, what you had said back, or anything else.