Life of a Dominant Futanari Alternative Chapter 24: Distractions

My bare feet walked out of the room, and the two armed guards looked at me for the slightest moment before I walked past and down the hall. My luggage was trailing behind me as I walked out. I was unhappy with myself for the way I treated that maggot but I just hated him already and walked out, not wanting to do work.

I stepped into the elevator, pulled out my phone, waited for the elevator to deposit me onto the main floor, and walked towards my room. I received a few looks but did not care as I reached my room. I opened up the door and instantly called Samantha. I looked around the room as the phone rang and found no one, so I sat on the bed.

"Hello? How did things go?" Samantha asked.

"Unsure, I didn't enjoy myself, but who knows what that maggot enjoys? I left him a souvenir of our time together." I shook my head as I said to her, "I left him my high heels and walked back, but I am unsure of how he will react," I finished with a sigh.

"Well, Then, let me give you some news. It seems that a major incident happened at one of the companies. He will no longer be able to show up at the resort or find time off. Do you want me to fill that with another potential appointment?" Samantha asked. It seemed that she was fishing for something.

"Honestly, I think I am going to take some time and relax then. I might be coming down from being pissed at that Maggot, but I am in the Dominican Republic, and I did do two customers for you. I have some things happening here and am still taking extra time with the first customer. I believe she will be a very loyal customer in the future." I finished with a smile.

"I heard from her, and she is very happy. It is not a problem for the last appointment. As for if the guy complains," I could almost hear Samantha shrug, "Did you humiliate him properly and do things to him? Did he orgasm?" Samantha asked.

"Yeah, I did not like him, though," I replied.

"Then you are not a prostitute, and it is up to the customer to please you. If they don't, that is their own fault, and the customers we serve know that our mistresses can choose not to have sex with them for any reason. Maybe he should have pleased you more in the time that he reserved. If he creeps you out or makes you unhappy and unwilling to have sex with him, then that is your choice. I will not fight you or make you feel like you have to in the future. You are a Mistress; you choose what you do and can take that to heart. I got the rest and hope you did the best you could while feeling disgusted. Even disgust is something you can show customers in our job. I think that this customer would enjoy that also. So I got you, Angela. Enjoy the rest of your week. I will only call you if I need to, Go, relax and don't worry about me. Two customers were more than enough to make me happy."

I felt weird the way that she was talking to me, and I looked at the phone. "O- Okay," I stuttered out, unsure. "Have a good one, Samantha. I will go enjoy the beach a bit." I stretched and put on my flip-flops. I was already wearing something that looked like it could be a swimsuit, but instead, I slipped it off and put on my Bikini. I stretched and decided to go spend some time alone.

My mind could not take much more, so I left the room. I walked out toward the beach, and I reached the poolside quickly. I walked past and moved toward the beach chairs and found one that did not have a towel on it. I quickly sat down and relaxed on the beach chair that I found. I sighed, settled into the chair, and closed my eyes. I was going to get hungry soon, and I would see if Violet would want lunch with me.

Suddenly my head hiccupped at the last thought, and I realized right now was both the best time and wrong time to think about whatever the hell was between her and me. It was something that I didn't need to complicate my life, and it would end at the end of the week. I would go back to the United States, and none of this would have happened.

No, I didn't want to think about it too much because it would acknowledge things that I didn't want to do. I should call Crystal and talked to her, but I needed some time in the sun to not think about things that I didn't want to think about. My mind continued to swirl around it, and I would continue to avoid the thought, and I sighed, leaning up.

As my eyes opened, I saw a young man with a woman staring straight into my breasts, and I smiled as the woman noticed his gaze with my smile. "Stop hitting on my Husband," the black-haired woman in a white bikini snapped at me. Her breasts were C cup but were nothing compared to my F cup, almost a G cup which I hated. I looked at her unamused and decided this was a little bit of a distraction.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, "I just opened my eyes and found your husband looking at my tits. I found it funny because he was right beside his wife while gazing deep into my cleavage." I replied.

The woman looked offended, and I couldn't help but smile. "Bitch, Stop," She said, putting her hand in my face, which I wanted to snap her wrist for doing, but I held myself back. Her hand started to point an inch away from my nose. "Apologize." She snapped at me.

"No," I told her, "Now, leave me alone," I told her and laid back, and it just so happened to let her husband stare straight down into the chasm of my breasts. I made a show of getting into a more comfortable position, jiggling my breasts back and forth for him.

The man could not help but look, and my eyes were angled to look and show the woman that I was doing it on purpose, and I smiled like I was a slut. "You, You," The woman was outraged, and I smiled at him, turning my head.

"Hey, if you want to have some fun tonight, Come find me without the bitch," I lied to him, and his face went pale as he realized what was happening without even realizing it. I put this man in the dog house without recourse as she could not do anything to me, but he was the one who let his eyes wander. She was working up into a jealous rage; he was the fuel that made that fire burn bright, and she was outraged beyond belief, and I saw a server not far away. "Excuse me!" I raised my voice and waved at the server, who started to walk over as the wife and husband lay stunned.

"A nice cold drink for me without alcohol, please," I told the server as he approached, and the man nodded.

"I will get you something fruity," He said, quickly running off.

"How, Fucking, Dare, You," The wife seethed at me.

"Please, Leave me alone already," I told her, knowing I was attracting trouble when I wanted to relax.

"You, You Slut," She snapped and I heard a fresh voice cough.

I turned to see Chun Yan smiling and looking over these two, "Excuse me, but that is my friend you are talking about. I would appreciate it if you would leave her alone." Chun said, her voice polite and respectful.

"She was hitting on my Husband!" The woman yelled, gathering a bit of attention.

"I very much doubt that," Chun Yan said with a smile, "She is very much a lesbian with myself and another woman at the resort. She probably would not be after your husband. Please, Leave us alone, or we will file a complaint." Chun Yan said, her voice steady, and the woman looked outraged and turned to me, her face turning red.

"I- I- I," The woman stuttered, wanting to say something.

"Honey, Let's go back to the room and cool down. It is hot out," The husband suddenly jumped in.

"Is everything okay here?" A security guard walked up, and I turned to him.

"This woman is hitting on my husband." The woman said, bringing her voice back down, realizing it attracted a guard.

"Then you and your husband can not be attracted by her hitting on you and walk away," The guard replied, "You do not have to disturb others while turning her down." He finished.

I was surprised, Chun Yan looked surprised, and both the husband and wife looked surprised at the guard as he called out the woman without restraint. I couldn't help but start to laugh, and the woman turned a fresh shade of red. She opened her mouth and closed it multiple times, looking angry and wanted to say something and tried to think of something. Instead, the woman grabbed her husband and walked away toward whatever they were doing before.

I was laughing as Chun smiled at the guard, "thank you," She said, holding out a hundred American dollars.

"No, Thank you, ma'am; please, don't cause a disturbance here. But I do not mind taking you off some money for doing my job," The man said, taking the tip, walking away, and continued watching over everyone. I could not help but continue to chuckle as I remembered her face.

"Is that normal?" Chun asked, looking at me as she stood near me. A moment later, the server came up with a slushy-looking drink with a little umbrella and a cut of pineapple. I took it and I sipped it and didn't taste alcohol,

"Thanks," I said and took a sip.

"Enjoy," The server said before walking away.

"No, It doesn't," I said, relaxing as Chun Yan stood to the side a little. "But, I am used to being confronted so," I shrugged. I took another drink and looked at Chun. "I thought you were going to be at the pool if I remember properly."

"I never said where I was going to be," Chun said, and I looked at her and smiled.

"True, True," I said, and I got up, looked the Chinese woman over, and smiled darkly. "Lunch, then we can go enjoy ourselves," I told her before taking another drink of this fruit slushy.

Chun Yan looked at me with surprise but followed as I started to walk away toward the pools. I noticed Violet talking to a couple as she sat at the swim-up bar, but her back was turned, and she did not see me walking passed. We walked into the buffet and I looked at Chun Yan and noticed only now that she was in a black bikini that hugged her body. It was a pretty standard bikini and held her breasts nicely snugly. There was a hoop in the center, seemingly keeping her cleavage apart a little, and her bottom part had two rings for holding up to her hips. It looked good and her skin was tanning a little already.

"You look good, Mistress," Chun Yan suddenly said as we walked to the buffets, and I grabbed a plate.

"You look good as well, Chun," I told her, "I would say I wonder what is underneath, but I am sure I already know."

Chun blushed a little. "You look like you work out a lot," Chun said, changing the topic.

"I do," I replied, allowing the topic to change, "Only my abs show it, though." I replied.

"Well, your arms have a little definition," Chun replied. "Still, you look built."

"I worked out almost every day for the past decade," I told her casually, but I was happy on the inside as I started to fill up my plate. "My body is my temple and I enjoy working out and the slow progress."

"Not something everyone can do," Chun Yan said, looking me up and down and licking her lips. "Amazing."

"My Sensei Compliments me as well," I told her, "Still, Others can beat me," I admitted. "Besides that, Yan. Tell me a bit about what you, maybe even fetishes, if you wish," I said as we sat down with food.

Yan blushed and shook her head, looking around, I could see she didn't want to talk about here, and she took a deep breath. "Do you mind, Mistress, if I talk a little about my family? I will not name specifics, but I can't really vent to anyone I know."

I paused and said something I probably would regret, but I knew it would distract me from my thoughts related to Violet, "Go ahead," I told her.

"Well, recently, my mother and father have started telling me to get married," Chun Yan started and I realized that lunch might be longer than I thought if I let her go on forever but I listened for now.