PART I:

I felt really nervous and unsettled as I got off the bus. It was a rather remote location, all the way out in Vaughan. The reason I was here is because I wanted some cash, and this job provided me a good $1000. $1000! For one day worth of work! I’m not addicted to drugs or anything, none of my family members are dying of cancer, I’m just saving up for that new mobile phone, the Galaxy Nexus. It’s supposed to be one of the most advanced phones to be available on the market! Screw the people with the iPhone 4! I’ve got a Galaxy Nexus! I’m not working or anything, and the allowance from my parents is almost fucking nothing, so this gig (if they pay me!), will really get me within buying range of that NEXUS!

Let me tell you a little bit about myself. I’m your average 17 year old girl (with not-so-average tendencies). For some reason, I’m horny all the time, but I’ve always been too shy to explore with other people. I mean, I’ve masturbated and seen a lot of kinky stuff online (I’m really turned on by some of that kinky stuff too), but I’ve never, for lack of a better term … fucked. I look really innocent, and everybody thinks I’m goody-two-shoes, but I probably know more about sex than any other girl in my school. Ironically, I’m from a Chinese background, and naturally my family is also very strict on the sex thing.

Now, I’ve been trying to save up for this phone for a while now, and so far I’ve got under $100 bucks, so I thought to myself, I’ll never be able to buy this phone if I don’t start working! I was trying to find a good job or gig online and I ended up browsing the gigs section on Craigslist. While browsing, I came by this ad under the talent section that was titled ‘attractive, young female needed’. Upon reading the ad, it looked like a sexual gig. It didn’t give me much information, except ‘ebony couple seeking young female who is absolutely submissive’. It told me to e-mail for more information and compensation was $1000! The Ad also told me to include pictures of my face.

I thought to myself, why not? Some guys wanted to have some fun, and were willing to pay $1000 for it! I was probably the submissive type anyways, and I was also dying for an opportunity to explore my sexual urges. This seemed like a win-win situation!

So I went on my Facebook and pulled a couple of my best pictures (I had hundreds, maybe thousands of pictures on my computer, and I was too lazy to go through them all; but my best pictures tend to end up on Facebook), and sent them attached with an inquiry e-mail to the ad.

I don’t know if it was my cute complexion or my note that said “I’ll do what you want for $1000”, but I got an instant reply. The e-mail wasn’t a long one but it asked me a couple of questions. It asked me how old I was, if I was disease free, and my sexual boundaries. It also noted that ‘her’ (Natalie) and ‘him’ (Michael) was also disease free and attractive. I lied about my age, because I thought that I probably won’t get the job if I told them I was 17, so I told them that I was 19. I told them that anything seemed fine as long as it was normal and safe. I told them that I was pretty clean in terms of diseases and STD’s.

I got a reply (again, almost instantaneously), and the e-mail told me that if I decided to back out of ‘being submissive’ or the job at anytime, I will not be paid. It also instructed me not to eat anything 24 hours prior to the job. 24 hours! They also told me that they will know, if I ate anything. That seems like a long time not to eat, but I’m willing to do anything for that Galaxy Nexus!

The e-mail went on to outline that they were a wealthy, established ebony couple who wanted to explore their wild sexual fantasies, and that they wanted a third party to join them in their bedroom: a submissive female third party. The e-mail provided me with an address in Vaughan, and told me that they wanted me there Friday morning (it was Wednesday evening when I got this e-mail). So this meant I had to miss school. That’s ok, I wanted that Galaxy Nexus.

I e-mailed back, said I will definitely be there, and also told them that I preferred to be paid in cash. I went onto Google maps, found my route to their place by public transit and went to sleep.

I ate some cereal and a banana Thursday morning, but didn’t eat anything. I only drank water and juice for the rest of Thursday. I was pretty hungry by the time I went to bed Thursday evening, but I remembered that the couple told me NOT TO EAT ANYTHING, and that they would know if I have eaten. Now, in my situation, saving up $1200 seemed like an eternity for me, and I probably won’t manage to save up that kind of money anytime soon, so I would have to wait until like Christmas or something and ask my parents for that Galaxy Nexus. So I was determined to go through with this job. One of the unique things about me is my willpower, if I wanted to get something done, I will get it done.

So here I am, walking down Beaker St, houses on either side of me, all quite lavish and new and shiny looking. I found 59 Beaker St and found myself look down a large driveway with 2 black Mercedes on it and a really big limestone brick house. I felt kind of silly walking up the path through the front of the house up to the door in my converse sneakers and skinny jeans and hooded sweater. It was actually quite bright this time of day, and the air was still fresh, and even though it was summer time, it wasn’t really warm right now.

I walked up the stone steps up to the large double doors and pressed the doorbell. I pressed it again after a little bit and after some shuffling behind the door, a redhead opened the door. She had really fair skin and flaming red hair that was tied up in a bun; green eyes and she was wearing casual clothes, and I thought I had rung the doorbell on the wrong house. But then she asked me if I was Elizabeth (yes, I know, I know, it’s an unorthodox name for a Chinese, but my parents named me Elizabeth), and I knew I was at the right place.

I was told to come in and take off my shoes, and then I was asked to wait in what looked like the living room of the house. The interior of the house was magnificent; with many rugs and paintings. The furniture looked expensive and it seemed very spacious. It was a house that you’d expect rich people to live in.

The redhead disappeared and I was left shuffling uncomfortably on the large leather couch that I was asked to sit on. It felt like at least fifteen minutes when I saw an ebony woman (clad in a bathrobe) walk down the spiral staircase that was halfway between the living room and dining room. This must be Natalie. She was a young, tall and authoritative looking woman, who had a dark brown olive skin. She looked mixed, and looked more beautiful (by western standards) than the traditional coal dark African girl. She smiled at me and had an expression on her face that showed content. She surveyed me up and down and told me that I was perfect. I asked her what I had to do, and maybe we should get started. Even though I’m shy, I wanted this phone badly. She smiled at me and told me that we won’t get started until this evening; she’s got to go to work, and Michael will have to as well. The maid, Alicia (the redhead), will go through a process of “cleansing” and “perfecting” as to make me ready for the sexual activities tonight. She told me that the process will be rather personally invasive, and asked if I was ok with it.

I asked her by what she meant, and she casually replied that it involves some hair removal, a douche, an enema, etc, and I was a bit taken aback by her frankness. I tried to casually say yes, and then asked her what we will be doing tonight.

She told me that we’ll have a threesome, with me being the submissive one. She then asked me what I felt about eating pussy. I was really taken aback at her directness. I asked her what she meant by eating pussy, and she looked at me with an exasperated expression and said again, eating pussy! You know, licking the clam, “yamming”, whatever you want to call it! I grinned and I blushed a little and I told her that I’ve never tried it before, but I think I’ll be ok with it.

I mean, even though I’m technically a “virgin”, I have my own little sexual fantasies. I’ve never sucked cock, but I really want to; I’ve masturbated to lesbian porn before, and getting double penetrated really looks pleasurable. I want it all so damn bad, but my family is certainly in the way of any exploration of my sexual urges, and I’m pretty shy with people (especially peers and people I spend time with every day! Imagine if I developed a reputation as a slut! That would be DISASTROUS!).

So she looked at me again, surveying me. She asked me in her indirect way if I was sure that I was ok with this, and I said yes! She then told me that this is sex, and that I should understand. It is a threesome, like in the porn movies, and I’ll be the one getting “fucked”.

“You’re the one that’s gonna get fucked, you know that right”?

I stared at her, and I think I blushed (three shades redder probably) and I said, yes! I’m fine with it! It’s all good!

I mean, I’ve played with myself before, and I’ve also played with various fruits (a thin carrot once, perhaps 5”), before, and I think that maybe having sex will be the same thing.
I’m assuming that the person who will be “fucking” me will be Michael, Natalie’s hubby. This struck me as odd; I would never want to have my husband having sex with another woman.

So she grinned at me again, and told me that she likes me and turned around and walked up the stairs. I didn’t see her again until the evening.

I sat on the couch and the redhead maid appeared. She told me that we should start. She asked me to follow her and I did. I walked after her past the staircase and into the kitchen. I continued to follow her into a hallway on the east side of the kitchen and into another larger area that looked like a games area with a glass sliding door that led out into the huge back yard. There was a staircase here and the redhead walked up the stairs with me following.

We got to the second floor of the house and we walked down another hallway, with multiple doors all closed and we got to carpeted area (the house was so far tiled with hard wood flooring) There were two rooms, one on the left and one on the right and the maid beckoned me into the room on the right. When we got into the room, I realized it was a huge washroom. There was a really spacious shower and a very big Jacuzzi tub (it looked like it could fit 10 people), there was a toilet (strange looking one with knobs and buttons), and a urinal. Who the hell has a urinal in their washroom!?

The nurse turned to me and smiled. She introduced herself and told me that she was Alicia, and she worked for Natalie and Michael. She said that she worked for them for about 4 years as a maid, preparing dinner and breakfast, cleaning up around the house and doing housework. She said that she’s performed these “cleansing” phases on some of the “guests” of Natalie and Michael before, and she told me to relax.

She told me that we’re all girls here, and everything is ok. Unfortunately, she said, she’ll have to ask me to undress, and she’ll have to be there. Nothing sexual, she told me, that she’s just there to assist me with everything that needs to be done to make me “perfectly presentable” to Natalie and Michael.

I asked her if there’s any way I can do these things by myself, and Alicia told me that “this is typically what is done” and that I’ll have to go through with it. I stood there hesitating (I’ve never had anyone seen me naked before), and Alicia piped up. She told me that perhaps this will make me more comfortable. She reached down and pulled her t-shirt off with a fluid motion, then went down to take off her jeans. She kicked her clothes to her sides and stood there, barefoot. I stared at her, my cheeks bright red and she grinned. She told me that it was ok, that she was just there to help me to get ready.

Casually, she reached behind her and undid her bra, and threw it to the side. I gaped at that and thought fuck it, I’ve seen scenes like these in porn films, I might as well just enjoy myself. I’m supposed to be turned on by those supple nipples and rounded boobs (on the redhead). I stripped to my undergarments and then undid my bra as well.

Alicia grinned and then told me that we should get started.

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It had been a long and tiring day. I was now sitting in a bedroom (somewhere in the house), on a large, soft duvet-covered bed waiting for “mistress” and “master” to return from work. It was certainly a day of “cleansing” and any shyness that I had possessed for my naked body had disappeared. There was nothing sexual that occurred between Alicia and I, she just performed multiple, thorough enemas and douches on me.