Epilogue

The door opened and Sam wagged her bottom happily, then dove onto her knees on the ground. The scent of freshly baked cookies hung in the air.

“Evening Mistress,” she said.

Trish shut the door and walked in, taking off her long leather coat, then gave Sam a pat on the head. “Such a good girl waiting for me, and so cute too. Good puppy!”

Sam let out a delighted yelp, then crawled into the living room and knelt before an armchair, which Trish fell backward onto. “How was your day, Mistress?”

Trish took a deep breath and looked out the window across the city, over a spectacular view with golden light streaming in through the window as the sun slipped beyond the horizon. Then she turned her attention back to Sam.

“Great. I made sure everyone was working so hard, and they’re just so happy to obey whatever I say. Do you think it’s the catsuit, or the whip?”

Sam giggled. “Did you see the guys?”

“I did. Ben is having so much fun with that Lucy girl.”

“Oh? And what about Marc?” Sam asked with a smile.

“I think he and Nari are actually in love, they spend all their time with headsets on, their colleagues tell me they’re in cyberspace exploring the future, I don’t really understand it.”

“That’s so exciting for him.”

“I saw Theo too. He’s running the gym now, I did a workout with him at lunch.”

“Is he still with that Aisling woman?”

“He’s probably just arrived home with her. We should invite them for dinner.”

Sam wagged her bottom, “I’ll cook, Mistress.”

Trish patted Sam on the head. “Of course you will, what a good girl you are. Now, shall we eat, or would you like to go straight to bed?”

Sam panted happily, “bed, Mistress, let’s go to bed!”

“I thought you’d say that, follow me puppy.”

Sam bounded after Trish across the plush carpet and into the bedroom. Trish lay down on the sheets and beckoned Sam to join her. “Come up here Sam, good girl.”

Sam climbed onto the bed. “I love you, Trish,” she said as she cuddled close.

“I love you too, Sam. Now be a good girl and pleasure me, won’t you?”

“Oh, yes Mistress!” Sam said with utter joy.

She felt happier than she ever had before. The sun set over the city and Sam and Trish made love for hours, madly in love and lust with one another. The same thing they had done every night for weeks since moving into the CaliaCorp apartment.

As night came, a voice gently wafted over the speaker system of their, and every other apartment in the CaliaCorp complex. Sam and Trish kissed and held each other as they began to nod off to the voice of Calia, whispering to them, lulling them to sleep, to rest, to relax, and be ready for another wonderful and productive day after a great night’s rest.