The Green Room
Samantha arrived at the parking lot at 9:30, which was precisely when she was supposed to. Samantha hated being late. The address she had been given belonged to some kind of conference center, and she could see limousines queuing up by the main entrance to drop their passengers off at the door. Using the signs in the parking lot, she found the spot she had been looking for: entrance C. It was a side door which was clearly meant for vendors. There was only one other car by the door, a black Escalade with tinted windows. Printed on the side of the car in neat, white letters were the words "Intimate Entertainment" followed by a phone number.
Samantha pulled up next to the Escalade and got out of the car. As she stood up, the feeling of her bare thighs peeling off the leather seats reminded her just how exposed she was. She had been instructed to wear the robe and nothing else, not even panties. Even with the robe on, she felt incredibly naked. Her heart pounded in her chest as her trembling hands locked the car and put the keys into her robe pocket. "This is it," she thought nervously.
The woman who got out of the SUV was tall and slender. She wore a white pencil skirt that hugged her hips and fell just at knees in a silver hem. Her black top had slightly ruffled sleeves and was cinched at the waist. The plunging neckline of her dress showed off a tasteful, but impressive cleavage and highlighted her sharp collarbones. Her dirty blond hair was short, but with long bangs which swept across her face. Everything about this woman projected power and authority.
"You're on time, that's good." The woman spoke with a firm and business-like tone. After pausing to glance up and down Samantha's body, she continued, "My name is Ms. T, but you you will answer any question I ask you with either 'yes, Mistress' or 'no, Mistress.' Is that understood?"
"Yes, Mistress." Samantha was surprised by how naturally the words escaped her lips. Something about the woman's tone, and the fact that she was so smartly dressed while Samantha was practically naked made it feel somehow right that this tall, powerful woman should be in charge. Samantha thought about how curious it was that she just met this woman, and already, she wanted to please her.
"Good." The woman nodded approvingly. "Now I just have a few questions for you."
It was reassuring to know that this woman would be with her while she was on display for all those business people. Already, Samantha's fear was transforming itself into excitement. She felt better now that there was some structure to this crazy adventure.
"First question: have you read all of the instructions I sent you before you came here tonight?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Do you have any questions?"
Samantha did in fact have quite a few questions, but somehow she knew the right answer was "no, Mistress."
"And you consent to everything written in those instructions?"
Samantha had had some concerns about some of the instructions in the email. Up to three hours on display with no breaks or even a safety word? And the people could do whatever they wanted to her as long as they didn't touch her? That had all seemed so crazy, but Ms. T would be there to keep her safe, so it couldn't be too bad. Samantha answered, "Yes, Mistress."
"Good, do you need to use the bathroom before we start?"
