This text is a work of fiction and all similarities to real people are purely coincidental.
Chapter One - The Trip
Hi, my name's Emily. I'm a 22 years old girl, and this is a story of how I got to know the real me.
Before all this happened, I was your typical nerdy student, always worrying about the lectures or exams and never having the time for fun. Boyfriends were the least of my worries, and I felt no desire to go out with any of them. They were just too childish and immature for my taste so I spent most of my days buried in books.
My life got turned upside down during my last year of university, when I went on a student trip. I found great reviews of a small travel agency that was organising two week trips to the mountain region of Switzerland so I made a reservation. The reservation form felt a bit strange, requiring a fair bit of personal information and even my picture, but I later forgot to ask anyone if that is a common thing nowadays since I haven't travelled anywhere in ages. What probably attracted me to this specific trip the most was the part of the ad that said it's for students who want to experience new thrills.
And since I lived a pretty boring life until then, I decided I'd go on this trip with an open mind, even if that meant stepping out of my comfort zone, to see what exactly am I missing on. Now that I think about it, the ad said suspiciously little what exactly the trip was about, but I just assumed they meant thrills of skiing and snowboarding. To make this big trip more exciting, I decided I'm mature enough to travel alone.
When we landed at the airport in Switzerland I found out my suitcase had been lost in the transit. As an apology, the travel agency decided to upgrade my accommodation free of charge and put me in a luxurious villa instead of a regular hotel where the rest of the group was staying. Still feeling brave about this whole travel-alone thing I gladly got in a cab that took me to a villa in the Alps. After arriving there the first thing I noticed was how far away it's from any neighbours as it was located high in the mountains.
To my great surprise they took away all my electronic devices when I arrived there and a tall handsome man who said his name was Mr. Wolf told me he's the owner of the travel agency I travelled with and I'm there as a birthday present for his wife. That last part confused me but I concluded that I must have misunderstood him because of his foreign accent. After they brought me inside the villa it was already past bedtime, so they served me late dinner and then I was shown to my suite. They told me to take a shower and not to leave the suite until the next day.
At first I felt a bit suspicious but they all acted with a lot of respect when interacting with me like I was an honoured guest so that dismissed most of my worries and replaced them with confusion and then curiosity. Since my suitcase got lost I was provided with various new clothes that were waiting for me in my suite. A bit strangely, all the clothes there were exactly my size.
Mrs. Wolf
Mrs. Wolf visited my suite in the morning just as I finished dressing up. She was a tall woman in her early 40's with lightly freckled pale skin and long blonde hair wearing white blouse and black skirt. The beauty just radiated from her and I felt in awe in her presence. Her voice was warm and friendly as she introduced herself. Then she explained that she wants me to be her personal assistant for the duration of my vacation. At first I was confused as she obviously had more than enough money to hire an experienced secretary but she told me in a mysterious tone that's not the kind of assistance she would want from me. At that point I definitely suspected something was wrong, and the feeling of fear started to creep into me.
After that, she questioned me about my life, my romantic relations and my sexual experiences. Since I had no way to contact anyone I knew and no way to leave I was scared of what might happen to me if I don't cooperate. So I answered all her questions honestly. It seemed she was particularly satisfied when I told her that I was still a virgin. When I answered all her questions she requested that I take off all my clothes so she could "inspect" my body. Frightened of her towering appearance I did as she wanted. She then surprised me by taking off her own clothes and then started her inspection.
She began by looking at my face closely, glazing over my lips, eyes and ears with her gaze while commenting that her husband made an excellent choice. At that point I started to suspect that my lost suitcase might not have really been an accident and that I was brought here on purpose. As she moved her view to the lower parts of my body, my cheeks started to blush as I wasn't accustomed to showing my naked body to anyone. She whispered in a soothing voice that I should try to relax and that absolutely no harm would come to me when she saw how stiff I was. Then she spent some time looking at my breasts from all sides, admiring their shape. Unbeknown to her I was admiring her body at the same time although still feeling discomfort caused by being naked in front of a stranger.
Seemingly satisfied with what she saw she asked me to turn around a few times, looking at my ass in motion and commenting how nice it was. Blushness in my cheeks was increasing and getting mixed with a strange feeling of pride as that beautiful woman in front of me kept saying how good looking my body was. Next she asked me to spread my legs a bit. My heart started beating faster and the shocking realisation that I might actually be enjoying showing my private parts to this naked woman I just met took me completely by surprise.
That was totally out of my character and for some reason I can't explain, that forbidden act of forced nudism had a strange effect in the area between my legs. Was I really just starting to get turned on by what was happening?! While I was fighting with the confusion in my head, her eyes were already examining my crotch region admiring what was there.