CHAPTER ONE
(*partial excerpt)
Kate arrived at Carlito`s Club 20 minutes early, unsure if she was anxious or fearful.
From everything she could find, it was a very exclusive club. As she entered the foyer,
the maitre d` scrutinized her from head to toe then smiled widely.
"You are here to meet Sir Jason," he declared.
A flash of heat ignited inside her, rushing to harden her nipples and flush her face.
Kate, unable to speak, smiled shyly and nodded. With a hearty chuckle, the maitre d`
motioned for her to follow and led her to the center of a medium sized, mirrored dining
room. A `Reserved` sign rested on a table positioned on a raised platform. Kate felt the
color rise higher in her cheeks as she met the eyes of several people in the room. The
maitre d` motioned to one of two stools beside the table, said he`d send her drink over
immediately, then departed. Climbing the two steps to the dais, Kate realized the stool
was too high for her, even in 3" heels. She became so involved in trying to modestly
perch herself on the stool it wasn`t until the waitress appeared, placed a colorful drink
on the table and left, that Kate realized she had not ordered any drink. Looking around
the room, she couldn`t find anyone who fit Jason`s description, but found many men and
women scrutinizing her and smiling broadly when her eyes met theirs. As she dropped her
gaze to avoid seeing the attention she was gaining, she noticed a hand written note next
to her drink with her name on it. Kate glanced around to see if she could identify the
author before she picked up the note and read the elegant script.
Dear Kate,
Thank you for being so prompt. Eager slaves are hard to find. Please enjoy your drink. I
will join you at such time as you have finished it.
Master Jason
Kate looked around again, but still couldn`t see anyone who might be Jason. After
re-folding the note and placing it in her purse, she leaned forward and tasted her drink.
She loved Tequila Sunrises and almost any mixed drink, and it didn`t seem too strong. How
had he known? She sipped the drink and continued to watch for Jason. Kate studied the
decor and caught her reflection in the mirror on the far wall. Transfixed by her very
unusual appearance, her mind wandered back to the day she had read the ad.
WANTED: Woman of legal age of consent, willing to enter into a limited bondage contract
with man of reputable character. Proof of age and good health is required. For more
details, send an SASE to: POB 6969, Larington, MD 22222.
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"Sara, did you read this personal ad? It sounds like fun," Kate called from the
couch to the next room of the apartment.
"Yes, and no way. You never know what kind of weirdo you`ll find these days,"
called back Sara.
"But it says he has a `reputable` character."
"Yeah and I`m the Queen of Sheba."
"It can`t hurt to write for details. It`s kind of hard to trace a PO box,"
taunted Kate.
"Well, I`ve learned it doesn`t matter what I think. You always do what you want
anyway."
Kate scrunched down on the overstuffed couch and said in a quiet voice, "Of course.
You`re not my mother."
It hardly seemed like a week before the reply came, thought Kate as she continued to sip
her drink and gaze blankly at her reflection.
Dear Kate,
Thank you for your response to my ad. Please enclose a copy of your driver`s license and
a recent certificate from your physician verifying that you are free from any communicable
diseases. If you respond appropriately you will be considered for a position as my slave
and receive a fully detailed contract for your approval. The general length and terms of
the contract are as follows: (some terms are negotiable)
LENGTH OF CONTRACT: 72 HOURS
DUTIES REQUIRED: to serve and obey your master and tend to his comfort and sexual needs
PRIVILEGES: food, rest, appropriate care, provisional restrictions, and legal recourse
for breech of contract.
A verifiable health certificate and references are enclosed.
Yours Truly,
Jason
Sara had become so upset with her.
"I can`t believe you`re actually going through with this. No piece of paper is going
to help you once you`re alone with this weirdo," scolded Sara.
"Why not? If these references he sent check out, I`ll know he`s clean, and I`ll know
more about him than any guy I can pick-up downtown. Besides, doesn`t this ad stir
something deep between your legs? I can already feel a throb and a trickle of betraying
wetness," taunted Kate.
Sara popped up and walked to the open bedroom door, "Don`t say I didn`t warn
you," and closed the door behind her.
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