The first thing that Reggie did after he landed in Houston was to stop at a gift shop in the airport and purchase a disposable cell phone. With the help of the clerk, he activated the phone right there in the store. After that, he headed straight for Enterprise and rented a car for Carl Jacobs, at least that's what his ID said. He used a different ID than the one he flew under. After getting his car, he wasted no time in following Joanie's directions to her office. He sat outside the building, watching people enter and leave for an hour before calling the main switchboard.
"US Healthcare Products and Supplies, Inc. How may I direct your call?" answered a very impersonal receptionist.
"I'd like to speak to Randall Evans please." Reggie said pleasantly.
"One moment." said the receptionist before connecting him to the mind sucking force that is corporate hold music. Fortunately, Randall's assistant, Ramona, answered before too much damage was done to Reggie's mind.
"Randall Evans' office." she said, abruptly.
"Yes, this is Jim Blackwell with Medi-Tech. Is Mr. Evans in?" Reggie asked quickly.
"Mr. Evans is in a meeting at the moment. Can I take a message and have him call you back, Mr. Blackwell?" she asked.
"No, no. I'll try him again later. Thank you." Reggie said and quickly hung up.
Having established Randall's presence at work, he decided it was time to get some supplies for the mission at hand. He drove around until he found a Wal-Mart. Inside, he wandered around aimlessly and eventually left the store with a wide variety of items from food to hunting supplies. After he left Wal-Mart, he went back to US Healthcare and spotted Randall's car in the employee lot. He checked the time and found he still had three hours before Randall would be leaving if he followed the schedule Joanie had told him. He went to a gas station nearby and bought duct tape, some more snack food, a ball cap, and filled the tank. When he returned to US Healthcare, he had plenty of time to put a nice razor edge on the hunting knife while he patiently waited for Randall to leave.
It was two hours later that Ramona finally left the building and walked to her car. She was followed by Randall 10 minutes later. Just as Joanie had predicted, they were the last two to leave the office. Reggie had no problem following Randall to the hotel where he knew Ramona would be waiting. Joanie had told him that Randall and Ramona had a regular Wednesday night fling that everyone but their spouses knew about. Randall's wife supposedly thought he was in a bowling league and Ramona's husband was under the impression she was in a weekly book club.
At the hotel, Reggie got lucky and found a parking spot closer than Randall. He was in the lobby and talking on his cell phone when Randall came in and went straight to the elevators. They got on the same elevator and Reggie let Randall step out first. He followed Randall down the hall and walked past the room as a very sexy Ramona opened the door for Randall. After the door closed, Reggie noted which room they were in and went back down to his car.
Once in the room, Randall quickly realized Ramona had been very busy since she'd arrived. Ramona was wearing a mid thigh length black silk robe, covering her up to her neck. The bed had been remade with black rubber sheets. On the nightstand were three different bottles of massage oil. Black fragrant candles burned all over the room. There was a BDSM porn movie playing on the television. Ramona quickly turned it off and when she turned around, the look on her face told Randall she meant business.
"On your knees and kiss my shoes, slave!" she ordered, cracking a small whip Randall hadn't even noticed she was holding.
Randall jumped at the crack of the whip and immediately dropped to his knees as she ordered. As he bent over to kiss her shoes, she hit him hard on the ass with a riding crop she had in her other hand, also unnoticed by Randall until she hit him with it. He yelped at the sting on his ass and tried to crawl away. Ramona laughed and hit him two more times before she stopped chasing him.
"That was punishment for making noise and for trying to escape your punishment. Every time you disobey, you will be punished in some form. I promise you that most of them you will not like. You would do well to keep that in mind, slave." Ramona said as she slowly paced back and forth in front of Randall. "Now, slave, you will stand and strip naked and then you will lay face down, spread eagle, on the bed. You will not struggle or resist me, lest you shall be severely punished. Well? What are you waiting for, slave? I SAID STRIP!!!" she yelled and cracked the whip again.
Randall wasted no time taking his clothes off and literally jumping onto the bed, face down as he was ordered. He also began to worry, wondering just how far Ramona would be taking this little fantasy of hers.
Ramona chuckled as she rounded the bed, taking his hands and handcuffing them to each corner of the headboard. After securing his hands, she reached under the bed and pulled out a strap for each of his ankles and secured them to each corner of the footboard. After admiring her work, she began teasing Randall for a few moments. She lightly ran the riding crop from his feet up to his shoulders and back down his body over and over again before changing to the whip. When she finished teasing him for the moment, she knelt on the bed and leaned down to whisper in his ear.
"This is going to be a night of firsts, a night of lasts, and most important of all, a night you'll never forget, slave." she whispered softly before gently licking his ear. Then she stood up and stepped back from the bed, making sure he could see her clearly. She opened her robe. Her bra was a half cup push-up red leather bra with pointed studs around the edges of the cups. Her panties were red leather crotchless. She shrugged the robe off her shoulders and tossed it across the room.
