Share

Chapter Twenty One

Author: Lori
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

"I think ... I think I've had around 45, Mistress Bousquet."

"45? And you're only 24. Why so many?"

That was a complicated question. Why did Trish have so many lovers? The only thing she could guess was that life had given her so many options, she easily got bored. After a short time with each partner she was ready to move on and try something different. Her lovers were exactly the same as far as relationships were concerned: they were not the sort to commit. Most of the men she had slept with had been college athletes; rough uncouth types, many with criminal records. The seamy underworld fascinated a spoiled girl like Trish, who had come from a safe environment and was always on the lookout for excitement and danger. Her current boyfriend, besides being a linebacker, was also a drug dealer on campus. Trish's fascination with drug dealers and their lifestyle was what had landed her into her current predicament.

Trish tried to answer as honestly as she could, partly to make sense for h
Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Twenty Two

    Sure enough, Beatrice was elated over Eve's message and pressed her for more details. Eve responded by hanging up and e-mailing a copy of the arrest report, the prisoner's travel itinerary from Panama, and pictures of the cocaine pellets. Then the officer got back on the phone. The aunt was beside herself with joy. Eve advised Beatrice to talk to her own attorney before saying anything to anyone else. The response was:"Of course, Officer Bousquet. I'm not telling that shyster manager of hers a damn thing. He'll find out soon enough."After expressing profuse gratitude, Beatrice finally asked where her niece was now. Eve responded by telling a portion of the truth, that under the laws of the Island, Trish was a prisoner and that she had been awarded custody.The conversation concluded with Eve commenting that the next-of-kin needed to be notified of the arrest and conviction, given that there was no US Embassy to handle the matter. She would send an official e-mail that the aunt could

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Twenty Three

    By the time the two women left the registration office, it was mid-afternoon. The open air markets were closing, but the regular markets still were open, which meant there was still opportunity to shop and stock up for the week. The neighborhood where Eve and Flora lived had plenty of fruit, vegetables, chickens, and pigs. However to buy rice, beans, coffee, or spices at a reasonable price it was necessary to go elsewhere. It seemed Eve wanted to visit every market in the downtown area of the capitol to see where she could get the best prices. Trish had to carry the market bags, which got heavier and heavier as the trek through the city progressed.Along with the stops to buy food, Eve also wanted to go into several bookstores. She remembered that she wanted Trish to learn how to give massages. She showed several books to her servant, asking her which one was the best for her to figure out what she needed to do. Trish picked the book she thought would be the easiest to understand and

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Twenty Four

    On the other side of the forest there was a wide beach and several recently-built hotels. There also was a dock with several excursion boats that would take tourists out to nearby reefs. Even from a distance, Trish could tell that everyone on the beaches was naked. She later learned that, because most of the visitors were from Danubia, a country where swimsuits were illegal, in the tourist area swimsuits also were prohibited. Beyond the hotels, the road passed through a small town that was full of Eastern Europeans, then through another stretch of forest. Finally, Trish and her owner arrived at Gannet Cove.Gannet Cove was different from the capitol. It was smaller, but a lot cleaner and more kept-up. The houses were nicer and larger than houses anywhere else on the Island. There were more parks, the streets were wide and tree-lined, and the only stores in sight were ones that looked more typical of what would be seen in Europe. There were no crowded grungy markets like the ones Eve

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Twenty Five

    Eve left Trish alone in front of the camera. There was another long round of pictures, with Trish assuming every position imaginable. Eve handcuffed her servant's hands behind her back, and there was another set of Trish in various submissive positions. Jacques put her in a leg spreader and took photos from several angles.Eve was excited, watching Trish in all those submissive positions. A strange desire swept through her: to photographed in the nude with her servant. When she made the suggestion, Jacques was very surprised, but enthusiastically agreed. So, the photographer re-took all of the studio portraits of Eve and her slave, this time with the owner naked as well. As an experiment, he asked his classmate to pose for some pictures by herself. Eve, totally caught up in the eroticism of the moment, agreed. She posed for several pictures standing and several pictures sitting. However, the pictures were simple studio portraits, not fetish shots.Finally, Eve stepped away from the ca

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Twenty Six

    A few minutes later the two women returned to Eve's house and Trish filled the bathtub. She had to bathe her Mistress and shampoo her hair, as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened that day. She massaged Eve's shoulders and discovered that her owner liked to have her breasts gently rubbed. She soaped the upper part of Eve's body and massaged her shoulders, arms, and breasts. That reminded her that her Mistress would expect her to start doing full-body massages as part of the nightly routine by the end of the week.The day ended in the way that most of her days would end, with her head between her Mistress's legs and her tongue exploring her vagina. To add to Trish's frustrations, that night it seemed that Eve took forever to climax. By the time the evening's round of sex was over, Trish was so exhausted she could barely make it back to her sleeping cot.Trish was still upset over the way her Mistress had treated her that day. However, for the time being at least, there was n

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Twenty Seven

    After a few minutes the kids moved on. If they were late to class they'd feel their teacher's switch on their own bottoms, so they reluctantly left the interesting spectacle in the retired woman's front yard. However, as soon as the younger kids went away, the neighborhood's high-school students started passing Flora's house, including the boys that had taken pictures of her the day before. Oddly enough, Trish was much more embarrassed by having the girls seeing her than the boys. The boys were mostly quiet, but the girls happily chatted with each other about Trish and her predicament. Fortunately, time was running short and the teenagers had to get to class.As soon as the high school kids were gone, Flora went back inside. She had proved her point and expected no further trouble from Eve's servant.Trish spent the entire morning picking up mangos, sorting them, dumping the damaged ones into a compost pile, washing the good ones, and stacking the sellable fruit inside plastic bins fo

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Twenty Eight

    Trish's hunch turned out to be correct. Eve was very irritated at the shopkeeper, not for his disrespect towards Trish, but because he had disrespected the servant's Mistress. One didn't just go around groping someone else's property without first getting the owner's permission. Anyhow, Eve added that Trish had handled the incident correctly, by telling him to talk to her owner and not say anything more."I'll have a chat with him. I guarantee it won't happen again."Trish noticed that Eve's uniform was dusty and that she smelled strongly of sweat. Obviously she had endured a rough day, having to pass both PT testing and then range qualification with various weapons. She suspected her Mistress's lenient attitude was partly due to being extremely tired. Best to take advantage of that and make sure she stayed in a good mood.Trish ran a bath for her owner and helped her get cleaned up; shampooing her hair and massaging her shoulders and arms, as usual. She dried the policewoman with a t

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Twenty Nine

    The international boycott was starting to break down, because investors from other countries resented the huge head-start the Danubians had enjoyed in Santa Eduviges over the past half decade. Recently a fourth daily flight started coming in from Lisbon which brought other Europeans, some of whom were not as well-behaved as the straight-laced Danubians. The Generalissimo was happy to have the extra commerce, but wanted to make sure the new tourists did not cause any trouble. So ... the airport security had received several upgrades, one of which was the metal detector that had caught Trish two weeks before.Just as important as the equipment upgrades was the additional training Eve and her companions were receiving. Over the past six years the police officers at the airport had very little to keep them busy, but with the new flight coming in from Lisbon, their jobs had become more challenging. Several drug organizations already were testing the Island to see if it could be utilized as

Latest chapter

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Blood Ties

    If one thing was constant about Dorian Steel, it was that his mind was always in turmoil. Anyone who knew him would call him a brooding and unhappy man. He seemed to think of little more than finding and destroying anything that walked like a human but bore a pair of fangs. But right now was one of those rare times when he could stop his brooding and just enjoy the moment. And at this moment, his mind was on nothing but the feel of Jade's lips on his cock.Jade epitomized the look of the stereotypical bad girl. She had spiky green hair, and piercings and tattoos everywhere. She had five earrings on each ear, she had two rings on the left side of her nose, one on her right eyebrow, one on the left side of her lower lip, one on her tongue, one on each nipple and one in her navel. A spider web tattoo decorated her right shoulder all the way from the neck to the upper arm, with the spider itself sitting in the center; on her left shoulder blade was a vicious dragon, on her lower belly was

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Blood Ties

    "I just don't want someone as cute as you to be alone," he said, reaching to grab her with his other hand. He didn't get that far."I said let go!" Elizabeth snapped, lashing out with her claws at his face.The man reeled back, still holding onto her arm with one hand, while putting the other to the four bloody streaks that had appeared on his face. Rage flashed across his face as he reached into his jacket pocket. "Oh, now you're dead, bitch!" he roared, flipping out his switchblade.The average human girl would have been screaming in terror at this point. Elizabeth hardly batted an eyelash when that blade appeared. His hand began thrusting the blade at her; it would reach her in less than a second. That was far more time than she needed. Her free hand sprang up and grabbed the attacking hand by the wrist, and she swung him over her shoulder onto the ground.Her attacker lay at her feet now. No ... not her attacker. Her prey. He was at her mercy now. Her vampire instincts knew exactl

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Blood Ties

    Her mind drifted back to the dream again ... no, the memory. Dreams were things that didn't actually happen. But she'd been asleep, and the actual memory of the night her brother had made her what she was had played through her mind. Every detail about it was still as vivid as if it had happened last night, even after six years.And every time she found herself envying humans, her thoughts drifted back to that night, and she reminded herself of one thing: You chose this. He gave you a choice, and you said yes. Every so often she would hear another voice in her head respond, But you were a stupid kid then, you didn't know what you were doing! Now was not such a time.No, she was not going to frown on her choice to become a vampire right now. Not with the way Sylvia was looking at her. Sylvia was her friend, and although she had been laughing with everyone else just a moment ago, her look was friendly and affectionate now, and all Elizabeth's embarrassment instantly smoothed over.As Ha

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Blood Ties.

    NEW VAMPIRE ROMANCE:::of this particular moment, the single general thought flowing throughout the house was relief. The interrogation would surely come later, but right now everybody was just happy Anthony was home. Everyone had been beside themselves with worry; he was supposed to have returned from his camping trip five days ago. But the worry was over now. Anthony was back.Or was he?Elizabeth knew there was something ... different ... about her brother. What it was, she couldn't even begin to guess; but then, she was still so much younger than him. She was still only a child at twelve years old, and there was a lot she didn't know. But she couldn't deny there was something about Anthony that seemed very not right.Mom and Dad had been both overjoyed and on the verge of tears at the same time when he'd finally come parading in through the front door with a big smile pasted on his face as if he was expecting a party. The smile on his face had been the first thing that struck her

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Fifty Two

    As Eve read the comments to her blog postings and browsed the Internet, she realized that her goal of exposing her servant and sharing her with the world had been realized. She also knew that she had some real bragging rights.Yes ... you know that famous naked dancer from this year's Carnival? I'm her owner...The following weekend, Eve decided to take her servant to the beach. It was late afternoon and viciously hot, so the policewoman decided to leave her clothes at home. Like Trish, she would enjoy the late afternoon heat in the nude.The two women walked along the isolated path to get to the shore. Eve told Trish to walk ahead of her so she could take a series of pictures of her naked body. The Mistress also wanted pictures of herself, so every so often she handed the camera to her ward and posed.Finally the Mistress and her servant made it to the beach. They walked away from the village and found a spot that was totally isolated. They dropped their towels and food under a tree a

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Fifty One

    Shortly before sunset the group (with the notable exception of the moon dancer) put on their outfits and boarded a bus for the capitol.Luis already had taken care of most of the preparations, so there was not much for the performers to do apart from having one last drink of water, climb into their positions, and wait for the float to start moving. When Trish took her position on her platform, she was four meters above the level of the street. She was very, very visible, especially when the lights illuminating her body were turned on. She was not embarrassed in the least. She felt very aroused and excited. Above all, she was eager to perform well so her Mistress would be proud of her.The parade slowly moved along the main boulevard of the Island's capitol. The music played and the spectators cheered and applauded. Cameras were flashing everywhere. Trish did the one thing she knew how to do well: dance. She lost herself in the music. She quit thinking about anything other than the rh

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Fifty

    Trish was in a good mood, was enjoying the music, and was enjoying the chance to show off. So, for nearly an hour, she danced tirelessly as the teenagers took turns as dance partners. A crowd gathered and started clapping with the music. Trish danced with some of the spectators as well. Yes, it turned out that Eve's "little sex-pot" had become quite the exhibitionist and dance star.The photographer took pictures of Trish throughout the day, finishing with a series during sunset on a beach near Safe Harbor. She and Eve spent the night at the photographer's house and were up before dawn for a photo-shoot during sunrise. Shortly before lunch, the photographer finished with additional pictures around Safe Harbor.During lunch, Eve and Luis talked about the photos and where he wanted to post them. He assured Trish's owner that he would put the entire collection of pictures on a thumb-drive, even the images he considered rejects and out-takes. The two Islanders discussed various photo-shar

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Forty Nine

    Eve ran her fingers over her servant's body, concentrating on her bottom and inner thighs. Trish gasped with delight. She felt her owner's strong hands on her breasts and her lips on her shoulders. Finally, just as Trish felt she couldn't take any more, her owner's hand slipped down her stomach and over her bare vulva. And then ... at last, Eve's finger gently brushed up against her clit. Eve slipped her other hand down Trish's bottom and fondled her from front and back. Trish moaned with delight as she climaxed and sweat poured down her body. It was so good that she had a hard time remaining standing.Eve took Trish in her arms and held her."You are such a naughty little sex-pot, aren't you?""Yes, Mistress Bousquet."That night, Trish was very happy to bathe her Mistress and massage her shoulders and breasts. She was tired and totally satisfied for the night, but now Eve was ready for a good round of sex. When she got out of the bathtub, Eve decided that she wanted to experiment wi

  • Submissive To The Mistress   Chapter Forty Eight

    "Yes, Mistress Annette."Trish was terrified, especially at the thought of ever being alone with Eve's evil sister-in-law. What on earth could have angered her so much?During the dinner conversation Trish picked up more clues. As she served food and refilled drinks she overheard Jules and Eve:" ... so you're serious, your servant doesn't have a clue who we are?""No ... no clue at all. I've tried dropping a few hints: nothing. She honestly doesn't know a thing. She doesn't even know about the Civil War, and I'm serious about that. So, she certainly doesn't know where her fortune came from. Not a clue.""And you're not planning to tell her?""I've thought about it, but I guess I won't. What would be the point? That's not why I bought her."Annette interjected:"The point would be to let that little bitch know that she deserves everything that's happening to her. To let her know that we don't forget. To let her know that her family needs to pay for what they did to us.""Annette ... p

DMCA.com Protection Status