Jenna and her husband had made the trip to visit the Gouda Cheese Museum, and had come away disappointed - there wasn't even a café to get a nice coffee, so were now heading to the home of the stranger they'd only previously talked to online, until being recognised by her at a restaurant the night before. It seemed strange that she'd left a key for Jenna at their hotel, but they both knew that Lynn often found herself indisposed for the weekend.
The car drew to a stop outside the address they'd been left, and they looked at each other.
"Are we really doing this?"
"Look, let's go in, have a coffee, see how things go" Jenna answered back, "at the very least, we should return the key"
"Didn't think she liked getting her keys back?" he quipped back.
They rang the doorbell, and waited. There wasn't a reply, but they thought they heard some movement inside.
"Shall we?"
The key went in the lock, and turned with a gentle click.
"Well, at least we have the right place"
They both stepped in, and called out to announce their arrival, "hello?"
There was more rustling coming from the direction of the kitchen, so best start there.
Jenna stepped into the kitchen, and almost bumped into a large dog crate by the door. Inside was their waitress of the evening before, although gone was the professional black mini skirt, the world over uniform of the waitress; no, now she was there in a black latex catsuit, with a little combination padlock sealing the zip pulls together.
"What do we have here?"
The cage was locked on one side, but the other door was unlocked. There was a look on Lynn's face was this too much of a fantasy to come true? She looked up at her visitors.
"Wish I'd brought some padlocks with me" Jenna exclaimed to her husband. He just looked at her - he recognised that twinkle in her eye.
Lynn didn't know that look at all - they'd been chatting online for a couple of years on and off, but beyond their grainy profile pictures, they'd not met until the night before when she'd been working.
"Oh fuck, it's happening" she said, jumping back slightly causing the cage to rattle a bit.
Jenna took the last padlock, threaded it through the unlocked door, and left it there.
"Right, where's the coffee?", Jenna was on the hunt, checking cupboards, pulling aside seemingly endless supplies of oatmeal before finding some. Some mugs were found, a cafetiere, and the kettle was on. "Did you want one too?" she asked, glacing down to the cage. Lynn just looked up.
"I guess that's a yes; pass that dog bowl, will you honey?".
The coffee was brewed, two cups were poured, and left steaming gently on the side; more was put in the dog bowl, and set inside the cage.
"You know that consent is key for me, and that limits are to be respected, so is there anything that can't happen?"
There was a gentle shake of Lynn's head.
"Is there anything else I need to know?"
Lynn just glanced to the lounge.
"Oh?"
They'd both missed the lounge when they came in, due to the gentle moaning coming from the kitchen, so Jenna went to investigate.
"Is this what I think it is?!" came the shout from the other room. Lynn's eyes just rolled slightly - she knew what was in there, and that she might finally have her fantasy come true.
Jenna came back into the kitchen, looking like she'd just won the lottery. She looked like she was ready to go for a run, as she'd tied her hair up in the other room - the look helped that they'd dressed for tourism for the day, a simple pair of leggings, T Shirt and hoodie.
"To be clear, is there any reason I can't use that?"
Lynn just blinked.
"Come on, this is your last chance to back out, but I need to be clear that we're doing this."
Dom looked on, baffled, before there was a single word from Lynn, "Please".