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Subject: {ASSM} RP/REV How Amanda Spent Her Summer Vacation M/ff,spank,oral,anal,inter,bd,F/f
Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2003 19:10:05 -0400
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Sorry about delay on this..making a living...you know how it is. Unsure how
many Chapters as characters seem to be developing beyond original outline.
Next four chapters are done and will be posted ASAP Comments to
thomhobs@NOSPAMhotmail.com
THIS WORK IS NOT INTENDED FOR MINORS
Chapter One
"GIRLS... make BIG money this summer!" the glossy poster had proclaimed. The
layout had looked slickly professional and Amanda had given it a second
look. She had been passing the bulletin board at the student union and had
been worrying about paying tuition for the upcoming fall semester. She had
previously borrowed money with a student loan and was growing heavily into
debt. Her parents were divorced and she had known from the start of her
academic career that she was financially on her own. Her mounting debt had
been a constant concern for the past several years. The name of the company
was Summer Riches and was located in Florida. The ad promised "tropical
adventure" and hinted at future opportunities.
Amanda was a very pretty nineteen-year-old blonde. She was a trimly athletic
five foot four inches. The self-consciousness of her full bosom prevented
her from participating in sports that involved running and jumping, but she
was a leader of her sororities' daily aerobic regimen. Guys were drawn to
her wholesome girl next-door attractiveness, but she had avoided any serious
involvements. The boys she had dated all seemed very immature.
Amanda and her close friend and sorority sister Kim had discussed the ad and
then both decided there could be no harm in just asking for more
information. They had dialed the 800-phone number, talked to a very
legitimate sounding and chatty operator who while not giving specific
details, made the job sound very interesting. An application packet was
promptly shipped by overnight express.
It was a typical job application, but the attached personality test had
seemed peculiar. It was long and very complex. Amanda recognized the format
from her psychology classes and understood there were hidden questions
within the test that would reveal character traits. She had not been able to
pick out any direction the test had been going except possibly her attitude
towards women, men and relationships.
The application had also requested pictures. The girls had completed the
forms and had mailed everything back. Afterwards they had giggled and agreed
it was all a lark and that nothing would come of it.
But, only Amanda received a phone call from Summer Riches. The lady on the
phone had invited her to come to Miami over the weekend and interview for
the position. There would be a ticket waiting for her at the airport.
Everything would be provided and she was also to be paid $200 for her time.
Amanda had accepted.
In Miami she had stayed at a hotel with many other female applicants. Amanda
noticed that all the girls were young and pretty. She thought it seemed like
a beauty pageant. Her initial interview had been taped. She had been asked
to be photographed in several outfits including a particularly brief thong
bikini. Some of the girl's had balked at this and been promptly sent home.
Amanda was no prude and had no compulsion against showing off her figure.
The photo shoot had been professionally done and had been fun.
On Sunday the girls had been paid and had gone home. The company
representative advised them in a final group meeting that they "would be
contacted"
Amanda had nearly forgotten about the entire affair when in late spring she
got another phone call and had been invited back to Miami.
This time the meeting was entirely different. Amanda only noticed several
other unaccompanied girls her age at the exclusive seaside hotel. The
interview was long and very personal. The company representative was a
beautiful older lady named introduced as Ms. Danielle. Amanda was
discomforted by the woman's "all-business" demeanor. Her manner was cold and
efficent.. She had a thick file with Amanda's name on the cover.
Ms. Danielle had closely questioned her about her relationships with her
father and mother, men and other women. The questioning had progressed to a
point of asking pointed questions regarding intimate acts she had engaged in
and Amanda was becoming uncomfortable.
"Do you enjoy performing oral sex, Amanda?" the lady had flatly asked and
Amanda finally decided she had enough. Indignantly she had risen from her
chair and prepared to tell the older female to forget it.
Ms. Danielle had raised one finger and smiled at Amanda. "Before you do
anything rash young lady, please look at this" She pushed a check across the
desk.
Amanda's anger had vanished when she read the figure printed on the check,
which was made out to her. "That thirty thousand is not bad pay for a
summers work. The check will be in your bank account on the day you leave
for your position. Another twenty thousand will be in your bank at the
completion of your employment at the end of the summer.
Amanda had sat down, looked again at the check and then back up to Ms.
Danielle. Amanda had realized the job wouldn't involve tending bar, or
answering phones like she had thought. "What would I have to do?" she asked
quietly.
Ms Danielle smiled at her and plucked the check from Amanda's fingers.
"Nothing that you couldn't handle." She answered.
She then explained the interviews and testing had all been geared to reveal
her personality and what they refered to as 'drives". She opened Amanda's
file and read from it.
"You react to very favorably to a strong dominant  presence. In fact whether
you realize it or not, you are what we call a natural submissive." She
explained. "Your have a healthy response to sex and a low level of
inhibitions."

Amanda's voice sounded very young when she asked, "You want me to be a
prostitute?"
Ms Danielle had laughed. "We prefer to call our girls pleasure providers.
She then explained further. She was to be sent to a private ship along with
several other girls. There she would be trained to properly perform her
duties. After competition of the training she would serve the owners of the
vessel.
"The men and women are very rich and powerful," Ms Danielle continued, "and
you will find some of them very attractive" Also for employees safety and
theirs, they must agree to regular STD testing to use our services."
"As a pleasure provider your main duty will be to obey. This will involve
all manner of sexual requests." Ms. Danielle smiled at her and again tapped
Amanda's folder. " We know you are no virgin.  We pick our girls knowing
they will eventually be enthusiastic participates in what ever is demanded
of them."
"Amanda I want you too fully understand what I am telling you, Do you have
any questions? She added.
Amanda had questions, but she thought they seemed dumb. She was intimidated
by the older woman and was trying not to convey it.
Ms. Danielle had paused and was studying Amanda. "I think we have had enough
discussion today." She closed the folder. "You think about it tonight. If
you think you cannot do this we will send you home tomorrow with a nice
compensation to make up for your time.
Amanda went back to her room and considered the outrageous proposition. Ms.
Danielle had assured her that her anonymity would be assured and she would
return to school in the fall richer and no one any wiser. But she would be a
prostitute! Could she live with that afterwards? She lay on her bed and
watched TV, unable to sleep as she considered her options. That this job
could solve her all finacial problems was a inescapable fact. She finally
decided to sleep on it.
The next morning Amanda had returned to Ms Danielle's room.
Amanda noticed the chair were she had sat yesterday was gone. She stood
before the older women and without meeting her eyes said, "I really need the
money. It is the only reason I am doing this."
"I know Amanda, really I understand" the other woman answered. Then with a
business like manner she pushed a paper across her desk. "I knew you would
decide to join us. I will need you to sign this contract."
Amanda started reading the small typed print, which was in very legal
language.
"Amanda just sign it." Ms Danielle said impatiently. "You will not
understand it."
Amanda had a final moment of indecision then she signed her name next to her
printed name on the bottom.
Ms Danielle took the document from her and reviewed it. "Good girl" she said
then with a change of tone she ordered, "Now strip off those clothes."
Amanda took a deep breath, closed her eyes, steadied herself and then meekly
stripped off her sandals, jeans and top. Awkwardly, clad only in her bra and
panties, she stood barefoot on the cool tile floor. She held her clothes to
her front covering her exposure. Ms. Danielle had been arranging her file.
She looked up. "Everything" the seated woman told her "Put everything in
this basket". She held out a small plastic tub. Blushing Amanda folded her
clothes, placed them in the container and then quickly unfastened her bra
and stepped out of her panties. She placed the undergarments on top the
other clothes. She felt a burning shame in standing naked like this in front
of the other clothed female.
"You will become more accustomed to being naked in front of others with
time." Ms Danielle advised. She snapped a lid on the container, then set the
tub, amongst several others on a the metal shelf behind her desk .
"Now come here," she indicated beside her desk.
Amanda slowly and tentatively approached the her as ordered. Her new boss
watched her with a smug smile. "Kneel here" she indicated the floor at her
feet.
Amanda made a slight sigh of resignation  then lowered herself as directed.
She was very apprehensive and focused her eyes on the floor beyond Ms
Danielle.
The other woman used her index finger to lift Amanda's chin. "Look at me
little girl."
Amanda blinked and raised her eyes to meet the other's  glaze.
"You will do fine Amanda," she said coldly. Then reaching into a drawer she
pulled out a thick short leather belt. Without comment she snapped the
collar around Amanda's neck. "You will wear this for the summer"
Amanda reached up to touch the weighted pressure on her neck. "It is like a
dog's collar Ms Danielle, I don't understand."
"You have much to learn little slave girl" Ms Danielle replied. Then
touching her finger to Amanda's parted lips she silenced the young girl's
next question. "Now we have many things yet to do today so I want you to
think only about helping your new Mistress in getting you prepared.
Understand?"
The use of the words "slave" and "Mistress" struck Amanda oddly, but she
remained quiet and nodded her head in compliance.
Ms Danielle rose and handed Amanda a short pink smock. "You may wear this
for now." Amanda tugged at the garment as Ms. Danielle stood impatiently at
the open door. "Amanda come now" she said impatiently.
Amanda nervously skipped to her; Amanda thought to herself this smock is
even skimpier than a hospital gown. The older woman strode purposefully down
the hall to another room. Amanda had to scurry to keep up.
Amanda met her future companions there. There were five young women all clad
in the same short smock as herself. Amanda noticed the other girl's wore
collars just like her.
There were chairs in the room but the girls were all kneeling on the floor,
resting on their heels. All turned to examine Amanda with curiosity. Ms.
Danielle introduced Danielle by her first name and had the others respond to
her in kind. Ms. Danielle indicated Amanda was join them and left the room.
Amanda sank to her knees and shyly smiled at a very pretty blonde next to
her. They whispered quick introductions. Her name was Caitlin.
The girls had only made hushed tentative talk when Ms. Danielle returned and
had the group follow her to an adjoining room.
Over the next few hours the group where thoroughly examined by a series of
medical people. There was a GYN exam, blood work, a urine sample, and an
intensive physical exam. Afterwards the group was returned to the first
room. They were told to remain silent. Everyone was nervous and very curious
about each other, but the video cam mounted on the wall was adequate rule
enforcement.
The results for all the girls must have been satisfactory. An hour past and
Ms Danielle re appeared. She clapped her hands "Girls! Lets go." She led
them outside to a cleared area. A helicopter sat on a paved pad nearby.
Ms Danielle turned to them and over the increasing roar of the helicopter
gave them a final moment of decision. "Girls we like to always give everyone
one more chance to reconsider. This will be the last opportunity for you to
return to your normal life for several months. Once you board that
helicopter you become the property of Summer Riches. You will NO longer be
permitted to say "no". You WILL always obey. Does everyone understand?"
The girls all looked at each other and then back at Ms. Danielle. There were
no questions.
Inwardly Amanda was nearly panicked. "Oh my God!" she thought, "I can't
really be doing this!"
Ms, Danielle smiled with a smug twist of her lips.
"Let's go," she said.
All the girls followed her onboard, the craft lifted and headed out to sea.

To Be Continued... Last posted - May 24, 2002

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