Logan spent the rest of the day in a fog and the rest of the night tossing and turning in his bed. That kiss was unexpected and he knew it was her last attempt to get him to love her again. He never stopped loving her, but he couldn't forgive her. He knew it was a mistake to be there alone with her, but he needed to talk to her. He knew Kendall was going to brag about the date and, even though, he was hurt and angry with Camille, he couldn't let Kendall do that to her.

The next day was still a challenge, but he had managed to get through it. He still felt his lips tingle at the mere thought of Camille's lips on his and he was lost all over again. But, he couldn't focus on that now. Right now, he was on a date with another girl he had been set up with…this time by Lucy. Her name was Sadie and she was a tattooed burlesque dancer mostly seen in the underground rock and metal scene. But, she looked pretty normal to Logan in black jeans, pink and black striped shirt. The only indication that she was a little on the alternative side was her 1940s-esque pin up inky black hair and burgundy color on the front portion of her hair. Was she his type? No. But, he was equally sure he wasn't hers.

"So, what kind of music do you like?" Logan asked feeling like an idiot. Clearly, Sadie wasn't a huge pop music fan. Even if she did listen to it, occasionally, he was sure she wasn't a fan of it much. Let alone his music.

"Okay, I see where this is going…you're gonna make bullshit small-talk out of this night and…I'm not that kind of girl. I mean, you seem like a really great guy, so I'd hate for this night to be ruined by bullshit small-talk."

"Okay…" Logan said feeling a bit thrown off by her blunt honesty. He knew she wasn't being rude. In fact, he wasn't really in the mood to know what her music tastes were nor did he want to know any trivial facts about Sadie.

"Tell me what's on your mind. Lucy said you just ended a sort of long-term relationship. What's up with that?" Sadie said as she sipped from her glass of wine.

"Well…" Logan began. "This is so strange…" he mumbled as he prepared to tell a practical stranger the details of his love life. "Well…she cheated on me. I mean, she didn't really cheat on me until we were broken up. We were just friends when she started this strange relationship with him, but…it continued after we got back together. What I'm trying to say is…it's complicated." Logan said as he drained his wine glass.

"That is such a cop out. Come on, you gotta give more details than that. Like, how did it start? You two were friends at the time, right? So, did she really cheat on you?"

"Not then, but…" Logan said as he shifted in his chair. He didn't appreciate the little interrogation he was getting from Sadie. "We've been together since high school. More of an on an off thing. Without giving too much detail, I'll just tell you this since you have some expertise in this area. She had gotten into the whole S&M scene. Her boss, apparently, could give her the pain and pleasure she didn't realize she wanted until recently. I mean, the guy was a complete tyrant and then, I find out he does this."

"Sounds like my kind of guy…" Sadie said with a smirk as she watched Logan roll his eyes. "Not that I don't enjoy the occasional vanilla guys like you every once in a while…"

"I'm vanilla." Logan said as a fact as he thought about the reasons why Camille chose Devin over him. "I would be lying if I said I didn't judge that lifestyle, but I just…don't understand it. She even said I didn't understand…"

"Well…maybe you should understand. I have a sixth sense about certain things and I can tell you still love her and I can guess she still loves you. How about I help you understand?"

"How?" Logan asked and he hated how his voice went up a few octaves. Suddenly, he saw the mischievous look in Sadie's eyes as she stood up from the table and stared at him.

"Underneath these clothes is my true uniform. Lucy didn't tell you the whole story. In addition to being a burlesque entertainer, I'm also a dominatrix. Now, you have a choice. You either agree to experience what your girlfriend feels or…I could leave now."

"Well…I…" he stuttered as he stared at Sadie and he was convinced that Lucy did this on purpose. Logan thought back to how he had told her about Camille's latest obsession with pain and pleasure. Lucy didn't like seeing them broken up, so she figured she would allow him to see why Camille was attracted to the BDSM lifestyle.

"Do you love her?" Sadie asked and Logan nodded. He was still very much in love with her. That's why his last date was a disaster and he only went on that date to prove to everyone and himself that he could move on. If Camille could do it, he could do it. At least he thought he could.

"Yes, but…" Logan trailed off as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Doing this could win Camille back, but he wasn't completely comfortable. It was true that he got off on controlling Camille that one time, but it was just a one time thing. He got caught up and he swore it would never happen again.

"There's no harm in trying. Besides, prudes like you need to open your mind more anyway. Maybe, then, some of you guys can take the stick out your ass…"

"I'm not a prude. I mean…look, I'm not totally comfortable with this. The fact that Lucy set this up is admirable, but…I'm just not sure I want to expect."

"I'm not pressuring you. No, fuck that. I'm definitely pressuring you, but I'm only doing it because I can tell you really want to know. If only to understand why your ex is into it. You might not like it, but you should at least try it. What have you got to lose?" Sadie asked as she walked closer to him and he reached for his wine glass and drained the last of his wine.

"If I say yes…you have to promise me that you won't say anything to Lucy about this. I kind of figured it out why she set this up, but I want to spare her the details."

"I'll never tell…" Sadie said as she stared at him with a dark smirk on her face and Logan felt as if he was a fly trapped in a black widow's web.

"Okay…we can do this…" he said and Sadie developed a wicked grin on her face. "Just give me a minute, okay?"

"I'll need a minute to get my things anyway…" Sadie said as she left to go out to her car. She returned with a black bag. "Where's you bathroom?" she asked as she left the leather bag dangling in her hands.

"Down the hall…the last door on the right. Um…do I have to do anything…special?" he asked as he watched Sadie walked down the hall.

"Nope…just be ready to be mine for tonight…" she said as she closed the door behind her and he waited patiently for her. He was going to kill Lucy for this, but he knew her gesture was coming from a good place.

"Now…" Sadie said as she walked out the bathroom and he heard the clicking of her heels down the hall. His heart stopped as he saw her less clothed form before him. She wore a black and burgundy lace bra and panty set with a black silk corset. The corset had garter straps attached to it that attached to a pair of sheer, black thigh high stockings. Her heels were shiny and black and really tall. He also noticed that she had applied different makeup…well, maybe just the deep red lipstick. But, when he saw the riding crop in her hand his heart raced. "before we begin…you'll address me as mistress, okay?" she asked and he nodded. "what are your safe words?" she asked as she walked, slowly, towards him.

"Um…I don't know." Logan said feeling unsure and curious if Camille ever used safe words with Devin. He took a deep breath and shook his head. He didn't even want to think about Devin and Camille. "How about you pick them?" he asked and Sadie nodded.

"Okay. Yellow, red, green. Yellow is for when you're close to your breaking point. Red is when you want me to stop. And green…is for when you want it to get a little more…intense."

"Okay…" Logan said knowing he probably wouldn't ever use green. "I'm ready." he said as Sadie walked towards him.

"Take off your clothes." she commanded and he stood there a moment before he quickly began stripping off his clothes. He hadn't anticipated on her voice sounding so different when she was like this. "Good boy…" she trailed off as she stared at Logan in his underwear and when he attempted to cover up, she whacked his hand with the riding crop.

"Ow!" Logan yelped out and was going to say the red safe word, but he knew he had to try more. If this little experiment had to happen, he wanted enough research to form a valid hypothesis.

"Get on your hands and knees and crawl to your bedroom." Sadie commanded as she crossed her arms and watched him sink to his knees and began crawling. Logan was feeling a little uneasy about crawling on the floor and he remarked at how dirty it had gotten since the last time he had cleaned. He crawled into his bedroom and was thankful for the plush carpet on his bedroom floor. He heard the click of Sadie's heels soften against the carpet. When he felt the leather tip of the riding crop touch his back, he nearly jumped. "Aww…did that frighten you?"

"Yes…" he said before he was hit on his ass with the riding crop. "Yes, mistress!" Logan cried out his correction. He didn't realize how quick and startling and…pleasurable that hit would feel. It wasn't something he expected to feel.

"Much better. Climb on the bed and face the headboard." she demanded and Logan did as he was told. "I think you liked that little swat on your ass. Did you like it you dirty motherfucker?"

"I…I'm not sure…mistress…" Logan said as he felt strange and he wanted this to be over quickly. Sure it felt nice afterwards, but he wasn't a fan of the initial pain.

"Well, let's try this…" Sadie said before Logan heard her reach into her leather bag. "Eyes forward." she warned and Logan quickly stared at the headboard. How long had that scratch near the top left been there? He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath as he heard her and it sounded like she was slipping leather gloves onto her hands. "Take off your underwear." she commanded and he slipped his boxer briefs down his thighs and worked them off his legs. He felt completely exposed and vulnerable to Sadie. Suddenly, he felt her slam palm down on his bare ass and he yelped out. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath before exhaling.

"Green…mistress…" Logan whispered before Sadie spanked him again. This time, she didn't pause before spanking him again and again. Logan felt strange…he didn't realize how good this would feel. With every spank he felt euphoria and he didn't want this to end. "Fuck…" he moaned out and he felt Sadie spank him harder.

"Still green?" Sadie asked with an amused tone in her voice. Logan was stunned and couldn't speak until Sadie spoke again. "Answer me, asshole!"

"Yes, mistress…" Logan said as he closed his eyes and pictured Camille's face before Sadie began spanking him again. He imagined Camille taking Sadie's place. "Oh, fuck…" he said as he felt Sadie spank him harder and he felt as if he was going to come. This was too intense for him. "Red, red, red!" he said and Sadie stopped with a wicked chuckle. His breathing was erratic as if he had stopped in the middle of sex. He soon regretted his decision to stop once he noticed his near painful erection. Now, he knew why Camille liked it, but could he give her this erotic rush the same way…no…better than Devin had? Could he control Camille the way she wants him to?