Free The Intern - Full Submission by Tara Laws Page A

Would he be there when she got home?  Had he been looking for her?  They were both so angry when she had left.  She was no longer angry.  She no longer felt anything for him.  She had let him suck her into his world of dominance and submission.  She had embraced his role as her master, but then he had pushed it too far by suggesting she wasn’t enough.  She would never understand why he had felt he needed another submissive.  She hadn’t needed anyone but him.
    She drove the six and a half hours back to her house without stopping.  When she arrived at her apartment, it appeared exactly the same as she had left it.  There were no notes on the door or any indication that anyone had been there.  Once inside, she found that there were six messages on her answering machine.  She hit the play button and heard Drake’s voice.  She hit delete.  She did this for each of the messages as soon as she determined they were from him. 
    It was late by now and she was tired from a lack of sleep and the long drive home.  She put her bags in her room out of the way and climbed into bed.  It was the first time she had really slept in days.  When she awoke again, daylight was flooding in the window and she felt better than she had in a while.  She opened up her laptop and went to the help wanted ads.  There wasn’t a whole lot there that she wanted to do but she needed to pay the bills.  She finally found one of those work from home sites and did a little research on them before signing up.  She found several ads for freelance mechanical design work and that was close enough.  She set up a profile and applied for some jobs before hopping into the shower.
    By the time she had toweled off and finished dressing, she had received at least one response wanting to discuss their position with her.  The company sold specialty metal sexual devices and was looking for someone to tweak some of their current designs based on poor feedback they had received from previous purchases.  It was mostly just a matter of simple adjustments to make the devices more user friendly but some of the designs required a complete overhaul.
    Lexi laughed to herself.  She had gone from being a fairly innocent southern belle to a submissive to a sex engineer.  The irony of it all was quite amusing.  This offer wasn’t really the high end type of engineering she had been looking for but it was work and she wouldn’t have to do any dancing around the Whitson Engineering question all of the local firms would ask.  Plus, she could work from the apartment and not have to be bothered with any office politics.

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    The company was in Texas.  They agreed to do an interview via the Internet, so she wouldn’t have to fly out there.  They were looking for someone who could start immediately and didn’t want to waste time.  She agreed to meet with several of them via video conference later in the afternoon when all of them would be available.  She logged off the laptop and went to her desk in the living room.  She began tidying up around it.  She rarely used the desktop computer there but it was much easier to work on than the laptop.  It was powerful enough to run the high end engineering software she would need if she was given the job.
    Plus, it would look better for her to be sitting at a desk during the interview rather than propped up on her bed or couch.  She powered up the CPU and turned on the monitor. Once it was up and running, she turned on the webcam and looked at herself and what could be seen behind her.  There was a clear view of her messy kitchen.  Even if she cleaned it, she didn’t really want that to be what they saw behind her.  She remembered the divider screen in her hall closet and moved it out to stand behind her chair.  It was a nice cherry stain featuring a false bookcase front.  It would be perfect to dress up her apartment for the interview without any effort.
    She went to the bathroom and got ready for the