I am waiting to be interviewed for a job in the sex industry. The interview will take place via a zoom link as I have already completed an on-line application form which I found on a web site advertising sexual services. I am simply dressed in only a bath robe. I have to say my heart is pounding and I am not sure I want to go ahead. I could just ignore the link I have been sent, but equally I don`t think I can pass up this opportunity.
But before it`s the time to make contact, let me introduce myself. My name is Alexia Turner-Hill. That may sound rather posh, but actually it refers to the place where I was born and abandoned by my birth mother. I was brought up by foster parents and they were wonderful. I loved them very much but, sadly, both died within a short time of each other. However, they lived just long enough to see me through University where I obtained a degree in Dance and Performing Arts.
Because of my dance training I have a very trim figure. I stand at five feet four inches, my vital statistics are 34-24-34, and I am a strawberry blond. I have hazel eyes and I have been told I am very sexily attractive. I hope that is true as it will impinge on the interview I am shortly to have. It`s almost time.
I switch on my lap top and activate the zoom link. I see a fine room with expensive furnishings. There is a table and behind it sits a woman who I guess is in her mid forties. She has a beautiful head of auburn hair and a commanding appearance. I cannot say she is pretty but she is attractive in a compelling way. She is wearing a green silk robe. I can see the outline of her erect nipples through the material. I have been told to address her as "Madama." She speaks, and I note a faint but definite foreign accent.
"Good morning, Ms Turner-Hill, or may I call you Alexia?"
"Good morning, Madama. I would prefer to be called Lexy," I somewhat timidly reply.
"That`s fine," she replies, and the tone of her voice has softened. "Let me look at your application form. I see you are currently in a temporary job and I am guessing it offers you no prospects and little remuneration. I am right, am I not? You are a Dance and Performing Arts graduate and your chances of pursuing a successful career in that sphere are limited. I see your nod of agreement.
You must be absolutely clear about the sort of work I can offer you. I have a number of sexual entertainment undertakings. I retail sex aids and lingerie via a number of shops and by on-line sales. I have interests in the glamour and porn video world. I offer women who wish to be photographed semi or totally nude the services of photographers I employ. I organise sex parties at my home premises. These may be quite large in scale, or they can be more intimate.
Should you work with me you will be expected to act as one of my PAs. You would have to travel about to look after my various undertakings, and I see you are a driver with a clean licence. In addition you would be expected to make your home here with me and the rest of my staff, and to participate in the events we organise here.
I must therefore just check what you have said about your sexual experiences. You say you are not a virgin and that you have had sex with both male and female partners. You now consider yourself to be bi-sexual with a lesbian preference. You would, however, be prepared to have a sexual experience with a man. I say that because, while the overwhelming majority of the events here are women only, we do occasionally entertain men for special clients.
You tell me that you are immediately available for work as you can hand in your notice at any time to your current employer. You do not have to give notice to a landlord as you are using a friend`s place as a crash pad.
That is good. I would normally expect to give you a period of training before you work, but I have a big event here in a short while and I need an extra PA. So there is just one more formality to go through. Please stand up and remove your robe. I need to see you naked."
My heart started to pound again at that announcement, but I needed the job. The on-line particulars had specified a decent salary with the promise of bonuses. So I stood and bared my body. I could see Madama`s eyes running over every part of me.
"You have a lovely body, Lexy," she drawled. "Turn round, I need to see your bum. Oh yes, very nice. Now bend forward and part your bum cheeks. Yes, yes, a sweet little bum hole. Now turn to face me once more. I see you have waxed your body. I like that. Just part the lips of your vulva for me. Oh, yes again, a sweet little pink rosebud, and I see you are slightly wet. That is excellent.
To close the deal I must reveal myself to you."
Madama rose from behind the desk and slipped off her robe. I noted that her complexion was maybe eastern to southern European in tone. She had a statuesque body with large breasts having prominent areolas which were crowned with beautiful dark nipples. They were enticingly erect. She had a landing strip of pubic hair leading down to her vulva. I was excited by what I saw and my hand almost involuntarily made its way between my legs..
"You are a sexy little madam, Lexy," Madama purred. "I can see we shall enjoy working together. I shall send you the directions to get to my home and the entry code for the gated road. Can you be here within forty eight hours? Once you enter the code we shall know you have arrived and one of the other PAs will meet you and take you to your rooms. There will be an induction ceremony, but I will not go into any detail about that except to say I think you will enjoy it. I look forward to seeing you soon."
With that she ended the interview and the zoom link ended. I dressed hurriedly and went off to my temporary shift work job. I gave in my notice as soon as I arrived, but no one seemed very bothered by that. Once the shift was over I returned to my friend`s place and told her I was leaving as I had a new job, though I did not go into details about it. I gathered together my few belongings and checked my lap top. There were the details of how to get to Blatchinghampton Grange. My friend and I drank a congratulatory bottle of wine and I settled down for the night. Tomorrow I would enter the sex industry world.
I set off as soon as I could the next morning. I soon left the dreary Midlands industrial town in which I had been born, raised and educated behind. I drove south and reached the outer portion of the English Home Counties. The landscape was rural and peaceful even though the area was within reasonable distance of London.
Madama`s directions were meticulous and I reached the gates at the entrance to her home. I entered the code I had been given and the gates swung open to reveal a long winding driveway rising before me. I drove in and the gates closed behind me. I was now committed. I had to go on. I drove along admiring the beautiful landscape of what was clearly parkland. I noted that there were estate cottages and wondered whether those were let to to clients at Madama`s events.
I rounded a rise in the drive and the Grange came into view before me. It was a sizeable early Nineteenth Century building in the Gothic Revival style. There were stables, further estate cottages around a rear yard and further large outbuildings attached.