Kelly's smile faded as she sat up on the bed. "Tom? Why do you want me to call him?"
"I need his help with something. It won't take long, I promise."
Kelly frowned, but nodded obediently. "Yes, master. I'll call him now."
As Kelly reached for her phone, John quickly dressed himself and left the room. He needed to think about what he was doing and the potential consequences. He couldn't risk becoming a guinea pig for his own experiment.
Moments later, Kelly appeared in the living room, phone in hand. "Tom will be here in ten minutes, master. What do you need him for?"
John took a deep breath before responding. "I need him to take over for me tonight. I have something I need to attend to."
Kelly's face fell, disappointment written all over it. "But master, what about me? Don't you want me anymore?"
John stepped closer to her and took her hand. "Of course I want you, Kelly. You're mine. But I need to take care of something first. I promise, I'll make it up to you."
Kelly nodded slowly, still unsure of what was happening. "Okay, master. Whatever you say."
As they waited for Tom to arrive, John couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. He knew he was using Kelly for his own desires, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the alien nylons. He just needed to make sure he didn't become a victim of his own experiment.
