It was during lunch that the call came, a single text message that simply said 'door 5pm'. I was used to the terse messages and knew what he wanted. The thought of greeting him, naked and kneeling at the door when he arrived made my nipples ache and my clit throb. I wondered what he had planned. Master had promised me a special surprise a few days back and I wondered if this had anything to do with it. Just the thought of him and his wicked mind sent shivers through me. With a sigh I tucked the phone back into my pocket and got back to work. It was Friday and as usual we were packed.
Touching Janet on the shoulder I told her, "I'm going to do a walk around." Janet nodded and kept bagging the order in her hand. Smiling, I walked briskly out to the lobby and began my rounds. There were several regulars clustered by the television and I stopped briefly to say hello and make sure they had everything they needed as I passed through their area. Continuing my walk I paused again by a group of four men. When I asked if there was anything they needed, I was told that they were fine for the moment. It was an odd response, but I just smiled and moved on.
It took me about ten minutes to make my rounds and as I the passed the four men again on my way back one of the men stopped me and asked if I could bring him a refill on his drink. Smiling, I took his glass and asked, "What would you like?"
Grinning, he replied, "Well... what I'd really like you can't give me at the moment, so I guess it'll have to be coke again."
Shaking my head slightly, I turned and walked to the drink machine wondering what he meant by 'at the moment'. This was the second time he had used that particular expression. As I walked back to the table I took a good look at the four men, especially the one whose drink I held. They looked like typical businessmen, the kind that usually came here for lunch; but as I watched them I sensed there was something different about these four. While the others who visited relaxed over their lunch, these four... well they had an air of authority, as though they were still at work. It was easy to see that each was used to being in charge. It was just something in the way they moved and held themselves. A shiver rippled through me just as I reached the table and thought of other men I knew who had the same air of authority.
"Not cold are you?" he asked as I handed him the glass.
"No Sir. I'm fine," I replied and then blushed lightly as I realized what I had just said.
"Good then, here..." he held his closed hand out.
"No Sir. It's okay." I shook my head, thinking he was trying to give me a tip. "That's not necessary."
"Diane." His tone was still friendly, but now there was a bit of sternness within it. "It's not a tip."
Curious and not wanting to upset him I reached over and held my hand out "Yes Sir." I blushed again and wondered why that word kept slipping out. Smiling brightly I hoped he would just think I was being extra polite.
"It's just something to help you remember me the next time you see me." Something cold and heavy dropped into my hand. Without looking I closed my fingers around it, it was a small object of some kind, and slipped it into my pocket.
"Thank you Sir." There was that word again. Taking a deep breath I continued, "I hope you have a wonderful day. All of you." And I turned and smiled at each man.
"Oh we will." There was that tone again, the one that made it clear who was in charge and that he meant what he said. Smiling again I turned and returned to work.
It wasn't until later, when I reached in my pocket for my keys, that I remembered the object. Slipping it out of my pocket to see what it was I remembered the four men and my reaction to the one. Opening my hand I saw a small kitten. It looked and felt like a miniature paperweight. Except there was a small loop right where the kitten's tail met it's back. The loop made my think of charms, like the ones on my favorite bracelet, but this was much too heavy to be a charm.
