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Subject: {ASSM} How Amanda Spent her Summer Vacation  Chap 1 (Mf.Ff.spnk,oral) by Taoman
Date: Thu, 23 May 2002 16:10:06 -0400
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How Amanda Spent Her Summer Vacation copyright Taoman. The right of Taoman
to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted in accordance
with Section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights and Patents Act 1988


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 already 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 debt had been a
growing and money 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 her age all seemed very immature.

Melissa 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
toward 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 within three days 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 interview had been taped She had been asked to model
several outfits including a particularly brief 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 girls her age at the hotel. The interview was long and very personal.
The company representative was a beautiful older lady named introduced as
Ms. Danielle. Amanda had been slightly intimidated by the woman's
"all-business" demeanor. She was very sophisticated and confident. She had a
thick file with Amanda's name on the cover.

 Ms. Danielle had closely questioned her about her relationships with men,
her father and mother 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 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 accept
the 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
selling condos 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 attitudes particularly toward men and sex. She opened
Amanda's file and read from it.

"You react to very favorably to a strong male presence. In fact whether you
realize it or not, you are what we call a natural submissive." She
explained. "Your have a healthy sex drive and a low level of inhibitions."

"You want me to be a prostitute?" Amanda asked timidly.

Ms Danielle had laughed. "We prefer to call our girls hostesses."

She then explained what Amanda would be expected to do. She was to be sent
to a private yacht along with several other girls. There she would be
trained to properly perform her duties. After competition of the training
she would help entertain several groups of men scheduled to be onboard over
the summer.

"The men are very rich and powerful," Ms Danielle continued, "and you will
find most of them very attractive. Also they are very thoroughly tested for
any nasty bugs before we allow them to come aboard."

"As a hostess 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 and enjoy sex. We pick our girls knowing
they will be enthusiastic participates in what ever is demanded of them."

She paused and looked at Amanda "I think we have had enough discussion
today." She smiled. "You think about it tonight. If you think you cannot do
this we will send you home tomorrow with a nice check to make up for your
time."

Amanda went back to her room and pondered the 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? That is the question that
kept her from deciding. 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 looking at 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 waiting contract across her desk. "I knew
you would decide to join us. I will need you to sign these papers."

Amanda started reading the small typed contract, 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.

Ms Danielle took the form 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 watching her closely.
"Everything" the seated woman told her "Put everything in this basket". She
held out a small wicker container. Blushing Amanda folded her clothes,
placed them in the basket and then quickly unfastened her bra and stepped
out of her panties. She placed the undergarments on top the other clothes.
She stood before the other women in naked embarrassment.

"You will become more accustomed to being naked in front of others with
time." Ms Danielle advised. She then set the basket behind the desk.

"Now come here," she indicated beside her desk.

Amanda slowly and tentatively approached the clothed woman as ordered. Her
new boss watched her with a smug smile. "Kneel here" she indicated the floor
at her feet.

Amanda made another slight sigh 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 her glaze.

"You will do fine Amanda," she said reassuringly. Then reaching into a
drawer she pulled out a 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?" she asked.

Amanda nervously skipped to her; Amanda thought to herself this smock is
even skimpier than a hospital gown. The older woman took her by the hand and
led her down the hall to another room. Amanda's bare feet padded behind the
click of the other woman's heels.

Amanda met her future companions in the next room. 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 pretty blonde next to her.
Her name was Caitlin.

The girls had only made tentative small 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 and an intensive physical
exam. Afterwards the group was returned to the first room. The results for
all the girls must have been satisfactory.  After a short wait 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 area nearby.

Ms Danielle turned to them and over the roar of the helicopter gave them a
final moment of decision. "Girls we like to always give everyone one more
moment to reconsider. This will be the last chance 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 again smiled that strange almost 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)

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