But the more you thought about it, you couldn't get the picture of your boss out of your mind. The perfect dominatrix - strong, sexy, RIIIIING RIIIIIING
You were jerked from your fantasy by your phone - it was Mistress Fire! The real one! You answered hesitantly, but you were unable to get out the word Hello before she was talking over you, in the same sexy feminine robotic voice from before. "I'll do the talking slave. I missed you at the club tonight. Shame. A boy-toy in a locked chastity belt would be quite popular in that crowd, I bet." You looked at the clock - already 2am. How long had you been drifting in and out of your fantasies! And Mistress Fire was at the club tonight, what if you had gone?!? Would you have seen her? Would you have recognized her? Could you have solved this mystery?