How Amanda Spent Her Summer Vacation
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 Modified - May 24, 2002
