Dear Steve and Shirley,
I'm a 31-year-old single Black man, and about two months ago, I wasn’t ready to settle down yet, so I was mingling and dating. After countless failures meeting women, I finally came across a much older woman who was on the same page as I was—she only wanted sex, and that was it. She invited me to her house one evening, and from the moment I got there, things started heating up. We were kissing and grinding on her sofa, and as it was about to go down, she left me on the sofa and went upstairs to her room. She told me to give her 10 minutes.
So I undressed and went upstairs, and it was pitch black. She told me where to go, and I followed her voice into a room where all I heard was jingling keys, metal clinking, and something that sounded like a towel hitting a mattress. The noises stopped suddenly, and she said, "I got something for you, baby." The lights came on, and there were four adult toys of different shapes and sizes, and she was wearing a dog collar with a lot of gold chains hanging from it.
I looked over in the corner and saw a huge dog cage on a platform. She took off her lingerie, and I stood there in disbelief. I asked where the dog was because I don’t like dogs. She pulled out a belt and told me to get in the cage while she whipped me several times on my bare behind. I turned and ran so fast that I almost fell down the stairs in the dark. I ended up leaving my hat and my shirt, but I left with my dignity.
What I failed to mention is that she’s my direct supervisor, and she’s very unhappy with how I left. She’s giving me major attitude because she wants a do-over.
I really need my job, so how do I fix this without getting whipped?