Ambrose had left his home at 6:30, after giving Buffy one last warning about getting in trouble. For the first time in a long time he was feeling a bit sick about going to Maia's place of business, but he needed this. He needed to unwind, he needed to submit to feel whole again.
The steps to Maia's home where very familiar to him so the was sound of the wood as he knocked on the door. The woman left him and he followed her as they went into last room at the end of the hall. "And what will it be tonight, love?" Oh so much he wanted to happen, so much.
"Whatever you would have in store for me, Mistress." He bowed his head, and put his hands behind him. "I am at your mercy. Tie my up and have with me what you want." Indeed he was at her mercy and he could finally relax.