Life of a Dominant Futanari Alternative Chapter 6: Clients

I felt the anger as I walked back to the room. I half ran as I didn't want to miss my food. Luckily the room wasn't far as I retraced my steps back into the garden and headed into my room. I frowned at how easy it was to get into the room from the garden until I saw the lock on the garden doors, too—still something I would have to bring up to my mother at some point. Still, I couldn't talk to her at this moment, or I would continue to pressure her.

I couldn't help feeling annoyed with my mother at this point for so many reasons. I just had so many reasons to be angry with her and not enough just to be a shoulder to cry on. I shook my head and grabbed my phone to collect-calling Samantha.

The phone rang until Samantha finally picked up after a bit, "Collect calling internationally? Seriously?" I heard her say after she picked up.

"Sorry, I am international and have no fucking idea about things here, Samantha." I told her honestly, "I hate to say it, but I am still eighteen and don't know about all this shit. My mother still pays my phone bill, and I haven't even thought I had to get my own phone till this moment since I might travel."

I heard another deep breath, and a couple of seconds passed. "Sorry, Your calls today have not been happy for me, and the Twins were annoyed but willing to reschedule." Samantha said after a pause, "Now, Tell me what room you are in so I can send some things your way." Samantha said.

"Perfect," I replied, "I am in Room forty-four. I would love a kit and something in my size to dominate someone. I also need to let off some steam, and I have nothing here to really let loose." I said, trying hard not to think about what made me angry.

"I was about to ask about that," Samantha said, "Also, I have three customers that are very interested in your services. Two are men, and the other is a woman. Are you okay with that?" Samantha asked.

"No problem," I replied, smiling, "Tell me about them."

"First, I have a woman that wants to come on Tuesday. She was even willing to pay a bit more when she heard that she could enjoy some time with you earlier than she believed while coming to a resort. You might see her around the resort afterward as she plans on booking a room for a couple of days afterward. What you do with her is your business." I heard her take a breath, "I also have a client booked for the afternoon of Wednesday if that is possible for you and Thursday evening if that is possible for you. Both will be men."

I shrugged, "I think I can get my mother out of the room at those times, although I am not sure, so they might have to book a room of their own if they can. Depending on some things, I can use the woman's room." I said back, and I got on the bed while thinking.

"Okay, So first things first, I will tell you about the clients. Remember, keep your mouth shut about them." Samantha said, and I chuckled.

"They don't exist after they leave my room," I replied.

"Good," Samatha replied, "So the woman is an Asian woman that left China. She can speak perfect English and was married some years ago. She built a business that has heavy ties in the southeastern Asia area. You don't need to know more than that other than the fact that this woman is rich and single. She enjoyed being the bottom in bed with women and told me she had never had a dick while being submissive. So be careful with it as she is a switch when it comes to men, and so I am unsure as she is if she can take being a bottom when you start being with her. Understand?" Samantha finished, and I nodded.

"Understood," I told her a second later as I realized I had only nodded.

"Good, the second is a man from the Philippines. A short black man will not have time to be there long. He will have some guards with him and a room booked for himself. When you enter, you will have a maximum of five hours before he has to leave. You can be early, but you cannot be late." I frowned as I listened as it was hitting me that I would be dominating some significant people. "You will not try to look up this person or who he is with, but I will tell you he is a very important political person where he lives. Now he is more interested in being humiliated and Dominated. Some of the packages will be some clothing for him that you can bring and choose in a bag for him to wear, depending on your tastes. He likes it rough and humiliating. Making him cry is not a bad thing. He is also very interested in your cock. You can do what you like with him inside the time frame, and the appointment is scheduled at ten in the morning. You have till three in the afternoon, and you cannot do anything to bruise his face, but everywhere else is acceptable. Understood?"

"Interesting," I replied, thinking about it, and I felt my cock hardening a little thinking about it.

"I'm glad you are interested," Samantha said, "We both will make some good cash for this, so a good experience from him will only increase the interest in your services if no one hears about it." I always wondered how her services were being marketed, but I remained silent as Samantha continued. "The third and last interested party is a customer from Europe and is someone who I don't understand why he is asking for you specifically or might be embarrassed to say. But from what I have heard in confidence, he is into pain play, teasing, and denial. I think you will need to play a bit more by the moment as he might have a request. He is paying well for this and doesn't have a room booked, so you will need to figure something out."

"That is Thursday evening, right?" I asked.

"Yes," Samantha replied, and I got up from the bed and headed back out to the garden as I remembered I had food coming near my mother.

"I might have to say something to my mother, but I should be able to dominate him in my room, or I will need some credit card to book a room if I cannot," I said after a little bit of thought.

"You don't have a credit card?" Samantha asked.

"I am eighteen without a job and still in high school," I replied, "I haven't even asked at this point."

"For some reason, I keep asking stupid questions." Samatha said, her tone apologetic, "Very well, I will have some stuff overnighted to you. I will have some vibrators and things sent to you. Is there anything that you want me specifically since I am ordering it now?"

I headed out into the pool area and was walking back while thinking, uncaring if anyone overheard. "I would love those little egg vibrators and some thrusters. Some plugs in various sizes too, Whips are needed, although I think a flogger, crop, and paddles in various materials would be essential. I would love to have some nice outfits too, as most of what I have here are casual clothing too." I told her, "You can take it out of my pay to pay for it all since I will probably want to keep a lot of this stuff too." I told her while still thinking.

The heat on my feet made me move quicker than I thought, and I hadn't finished talking to Samantha as I reached the restaurant again. I went inside while still thinking and saw the food and my mother's drink were on the table. I could see her lost expression for only a second until she spotted me. "Are you thinking anything in particular?" Samantha asked.

"Honestly, no," I replied, "I think when it comes to making me look good while I am dominating someone, Crystal is the woman to ask. Tell her I will send her pics of me in them if she can pick out a couple of outfits for me. Tell her that I told you to tell her that I will send instructions if she does a good job of reaching completion." I finished with a grin and moved toward my table.

"Why the fuck should I tell my best friend this?" Samantha replied, clearly annoyed.

I sat down across from my mother with my phone still to my ear, "Because it will be fun for me not to tell her directly, and to be honest, I still have to figure out my calling situation here." I told her honestly, with my mother looking at me with questions on her face.

Samatha paused, but I could hear her typing away. "You know what, Angela," Samantha said suddenly, "My life was simpler before I met you." I could hear her sigh. 'Still, my profits have increased for all the other women also because of you. So I will make the call, but you better not start texting me your stuff. I will also get you the things you need and some things I bet you didn't think about. I will talk to you probably tomorrow."

Samantha then hung up, and I knew she was annoyed. I couldn't help the smile tha3t crossed my face as I put down the phone on the table. I took a massive swig of my water and leaned back, looking at my mother.

"Who was that?" My mother asked.

"My boss," I told her bluntly as I picked up my fork. "I told you already, and we can talk about it later while not here," I told her, motioning around us.

My mother frowned and sighed a moment later. "Fine, It seems you won't tell me about it now," My mother said, taking the beer she ordered and starting to chuck it back. Half of the large beer site was gone before my mother stopped. "I do expect you to tell me this trip, though. For now," My mother let out a belch that made me giggle seeing it from her. "I will enjoy myself. And I thought about it, Angela," My mother said.

I raised an eyebrow and asked, "What did you decide?"

"If you don't interrupt me, I will tell you." My mother said with a grin. She leaned back, picked at her salad, and paused just before taking a large bite. "I want you to help me do something crazy." My mother told me with a slight blush which surprised me, as I thought she would back off instead of double down.

I paused as I was about to take a bite, and my eyes widened. I took a large bite and chewed while thinking. "What do you mean by crazy?" I asked slowly, unknowing, and this time, my mother blushed.

"Well," My mother said and looked into her draft, and I saw her turn and flag the waiter, then hold up her beer. "More, please!" She announced. Then my mother took the beer and downed it in one go, finishing it.

"I want to explore things a little, and I already heard that Tracy girl in the basement. That, to me, is Crazy. Help me do something crazy," My mother told me, and I could see the blush.

I was about to reply when the waiter showed up and put down another full beer. "Is everything okay?" He asked.

"I would love some more water, thank you," I replied, smiling before turning to my mother, showing her my frown as I had a question I wasn't sure I wanted to ask.

"Right away," The waiter said, quickly reading the table and leaving.

My mother quickly picked up the large draft of beer and started to down half of it again, taking her time a little bit more as I looked at her. "I wasn't expecting this response," I told her honestly, "I thought you were going to pussy out and not take revenge on dad," I told her my opinion, and my mother stopped drinking the beer.

My mother was about to reply, and I did something that probably would annoy her by holding up my hand. "Fine," I told her, "You want to do something crazy. I will come up with something crazy." I said, took my fork, and started devouring our early dinner. My mother blushed and started to do the same with silence encompassing our table, and I stopped eating after finishing my salad. I took some ketchup up on the table and made a little dip pile on my plate before I looked at my mother.

"There is something that I have to say, though." My mother paused halfway through her salad.

"Go on," My mother said, her eyes squinting.

There was no way that I wasn't going to use this to get some points across to my mother. "First, If I do this, you will follow me. No bitching out and saying no," I told her, "No matter how uncomfortable you feel at the moment. I will record it, and later you can choose to send it to dad or not, Violet," I continued seriously. "I will only help you do one crazy thing." I held up one finger, and my mom nodded. "Second, you will find somewhere to be for a couple of hours on Thursday evening. I have work to do, and I need the room for a couple of hours. There is a nightclub here, and I will join you when I am done, Understood?" I finished, and my mother nodded.

"Good," I said, and I sighed, "I don't have a fucking idea why I am even agreeing to this," I told her, and my mother blushed.

"Because you care about me, Angela?" My mother asked.

I closed my eyes and felt a slight headache. Instead of saying something, I dipped my fish into the ketchup and thought about what I could do with my mother that would be crazy. I didn't know for the life of me, and I had to figure something out soon. I wanted my mother off my back for this quickly as I knew this would be on her mind the entire trip until she did something crazy.

"Have any ideas, Angela?" My mother asked as she finished her food.

I looked up from my thoughts and hadn't realized how long had passed as I was through most of my fries, and my fish was already gone. I had been absent-mindedly eating, and I gave her a look. "No," I told her. "You think I do something crazy all the time?" I asked my mother. I stopped suddenly, and I sighed.

"Sorry, Give me a bit, and let us relax, Okay?" I asked her, "I will come up with something soon so you can do something crazy since you need my help."

My mother blushed and nodded. She picked up her beer and downed it. "Let's finish up and relax by the pool for a bit." My mother said, and I nodded, stuffing the last of my fries in my mouth before joining her.

I moved with my mother, and we quickly went to reception, where I promptly directed us to the gift shop. We looked together, and I found some black flip-flops that I liked. I smiled, looked at them, and picked them up quickly. They were slightly larger than my feet, but I didn't care. "I will take these," I said, and my mother smiled.

"I will take these," My mother said and picked up some red flip-flops, and my mother pulled out a card from her bikini. I was surprised as she pulled it out of her top, but I didn't say anything as I typically just kept mine in a wallet. But with me hanging around the resort, I might need to keep my card on me. I sighed and looked outside the store, lost a little in thought.

My mind was lost, and I had to think about doing something with my mother that was crazy. Now it was in my hands, and I already regretted making the offer. I wanted to sigh again, but my mother had already purchased the flip-flops. I took off the tags, as did my mother, and put them on. My mother and I started to walk out of the shop while my mind was still in turmoil.

I felt at a dead end because of everything, even as we were about to head back outside when I saw something in the corner of my eye, and I couldn't help but grin. It was like it clicked in place, and I knew I would have to pressure my mother into it. It was something crazy but not something that would completely break relations between my parents.

It was like a eureka moment, and I grinned as my mind spun. "Hey, Angela," My mother said, and I turned to her, "Are we not going to the pool together?" My mother asked.

I gave her a smile that made my mother look surprised. It only took me a moment as I turned to see my smile in a mirror near the doors as decoration to see that my smile was sadistic. "You told me you wanted to do something crazy," I said, turning to her. "I thought of something crazy, and that is what we will do," I told her, my grin vicious.

My mother's surprised expression showed, and I grinned, "Come with me," I told her, and I started walking away.

"What are we doing?" My mother asked as she suddenly ran a little with the flip-flops hitting the floor loudly as she caught up.

"You will follow along." I told her, "You will follow along and follow my lead and do something crazy. This idea you will follow or come up with something on your own, Violet. I will not force you to do anything but this will be the only thing that I plan that is crazy for the both of us." I told my mother in a stern tone.

My mother looked surprised at my tone and the words I said. She looked ready to rebel against what I said when she suddenly had a moment where she remembered that she was the one that asked me to do this. "Okay," My mother said with sudden determination, and I grinned.

This would get my mother off my back, and I headed toward the target I had in mind.

My mother walked beside me, confused but determined it seemed to do something crazy.