The message from his mistress was brief.
“1300 High Creek Road. 10pm.”
Allan had no idea what she had in mind. He never did. There seemed to be no limit to her imagination and the experiences she dreamed up for him. They had known each other for four years – four wonderful, exciting years. He had served other women before, but had never felt the same connection he did with Madame Sidonie. He only hoped that their association would continue indefinitely.
Ten minutes before the appointed time, Allan parked outside the address she had given him. It was a derelict lot. The house looked as though it hadn’t been lived in for decades. It was the kind of building that could have been used for exterior shots in a horror film. For a moment he felt unnerved, but trusted Madame Sidonie not to push him too far.
He saw lights appear in his rear-view mirror. It was her car, as far as he could tell in the dark. He got out. It wouldn’t do to keep her waiting. He had to be standing there, ready for her. The driver got out. It was a woman. She was wearing heels, and a coat with a huge fur collar. He didn’t know her.
“My name is Mistress Helena,” she said.
Allan had no idea what was going on, but she had clearly been sent by his mistress, and he had been taught to treat all women with the greatest politeness. So he gave her a deep nod.
“You are to follow me. Get into your car, and be sure to keep up.”
Allan obeyed. This was a new experience; perhaps it was designed to keep him on his toes. Madame Sidonie liked to test him from time to time.
They drove for about fifteen minutes. Once they reached downtown, Mistress Helena signalled and turned into the parking garage of a high-rise that looked like a residential building. One that he couldn’t afford to live in, for sure. She indicated where he should park. He followed her to the elevator. Once inside, she pressed the button for the 23rd floor.
Was his mistress waiting? She had never involved anyone else directly in their activities. The presence of Mistress Helena confused him. This was a new experience. He was not sure what to expect.
As they reached the 23rd floor, Mistress Helena turned to him.
“You are to obey every order you are given. Is that clear?”
He nodded. “Yes, Mistress Helena.”
What was ahead of him?