Life of a Dominant Futanari Alternate Chapter 1: To the Airport

The streets were dark as I moved through them. The quiet twilight of dawn soon breaking made the atmosphere even darker as I ran down the streets back home. Usually, I would feel good moving through the dark streets running. Instead, I felt a pit in my stomach as I thought about my mother. Not just my mother, but everything was happening this morning and over the weekend. I didn't know what made my mother break out in anger, but it must be something my father said.

I still didn't know what to think, and I had not come to terms with it either. What I did know was that my mother was serious and threatening this morning, and that meant she meant business. I was annoyed that I got called early in the morning while sleeping with Crystal. Crystal seemed annoyed and a little worried at first, but I would give her a call when I could.

I took a deep breath even as I ran down the quiet twilight streets as dawn would probably break in the next hour or so. Even as a light breeze kissed my skin, it did not matter to me. I moved at a pace that brought me back home. I walked up the small little walkway from the driveway to the front door. I put my keys into the door, and I unlocked the door. As I unlocked the door, I heard something that made me want to pause. I couldn't quite hear what it was until I opened up the door.

"No, I am going and taking Angela with me. You can complain all you want! I wanted to be more open about everything as people make mistakes. But I need time away from you!" My mother yelled in the house as I opened the door.

"I didn't mean it like that, Honey," My father replied, "I made a mistake then, and I never did it again!"

"YOU KEPT ELANA A SECRET FOR EIGHTEEN FUCKING YEARS!" My mother screamed, and my ears rang a little.

"Mom," I said, making my mother and father in the living room turn to me.

"Angela, when did you get here?" My father asked.

"About thirty seconds ago." I told him flatly, "Mom called me and woke me up a couple of hours into my sleep," I reported turning to my mother, "Are we really going somewhere?" I asked her just as flatly, still annoyed that I had been woken up so early.

"Yes," My mother said deliberately, "We are going; your father here was just trying to make a case for why we shouldn't. Go grab your suitcase. We are going for at least a week." My mother finished and moved to give a very deliberate stare at my father that I didn't want to be directed at me.

"You are in front of Angela," My father said, "Do not include her in this!" My father said very seriously.

"Fine," My mother said, giving some ground and walking away up the stairs.

I silently looked at my dad for a minute before sighing, "I don't know what you did to piss her off this time," I told him seriously, "But I am not going to lie to you, dad," I began. "I have no idea how to feel about all of this, and now," I motioned to the stairs, "With Mom like this and me heading out of here, I have no idea what to do. I had plans and things like that, and it feels that" I paused to point at him with a very annoyed expression, "Are the reason all these plans are fucked. You are the one Mom is angry at, and I know it probably is rational of her since you hurt her and me." I told him, and without even realizing it, I was once again feeling tears dripping from my eyes. "You are the reason we both are hurting. I don't even know how to feel about Elana at this moment since I have had a half-sister my entire life and never even knew it till THREE FUCKING DAYS AGO!" I yelled finally.

I stopped and looked at him, "We both are not the only ones who need to be thinking this week wherever Mom is fucking flying us to. But I know I need some time to think myself." I finished and walked away with my father looking at me as I went with an expression I didn't know how to read. I couldn't read it with tears in my eyes. I couldn't and still didn't know how to feel, and I had planned to ride it out at school and take pleasure in my work and Girlfriend. I even had something planned for Jake tonight. Worse was that the Chastity Cage probably would unlock when the battery died.

My mind jumped all over, and I headed to the basement, where I saw a suitcase on my bed. I sighed, and I moved to take it off. I unzipped it and started to pack essentials for hot weather. For the first time, I wished I hadn't just bought thousands of dollars worth of clothing for my women. It was a short regret, but not a major one as I packed my workout outfits, and I moved to look at my swimwear but paused as I saw it. I couldn't help but frown as I realized it was all too small for me.

How many years has it been since I went swimming? I thought to myself before tossing it to the side. I would have to purchase something there or on the way. There was no other choice unless I wanted the world to see my breasts when I went swimming. They would be way too tight, and I am sure that compounding that with the package below, I would be kicked out of the pool area of where ever we went.

I sighed and looked through my things and packed while losing track of time. Tears were no longer in my eyes as I heard the door open to the basement. I turned to see my dad looking sad, and he sat at the top of the stairs. "Please don't talk," My dad said to begin sending a serious pang of anger through me. "I just want to say something without being interrupted," My father continued, "I want you to know, I love you, Angela," My father said. He took a deep breath before continuing, "I want you to know that, and I am sorry that I made several mistakes. Well, more than several mistakes, and me saying sorry will not make up for that. Elana deserves a home, and so do you. I messed up when your mother was pregnant, but that doesn't excuse anything; in fact, it only makes it worse." He sighed deeply before continuing, "I don't know what to say or do to make you happier. Or your mother happier, which I know I need to work on. There isn't anything that can magically fix everything, and there isn't something that I can do that will do the same. But, Please remember that I love you, Angela, just that."

I felt tears in my eyes, and I hated that I was crying as my dad turned and headed up the stairs closing the door behind him. I didn't know what to say or do as I stood there, and I didn't know how long I stood there for when the door opened again to see my mother. Her face was red, and tears were on her cheeks. "We need to head to the airport soon. I got your passport, so are you finished packing?"

I turned and looked over my bag before turning back to nod. "Yeah," I said, my voice raw. "I need to buy a swimsuit on the way through," I told my mother, who nodded.

"Okay, let's go." My mother said and turned away.

I watched her go before turning around and grabbing my own bag and backpack and paused when I remembered something. I ran over and grabbed my box of condoms and stuffed the large box in my bag. There was no reason not to be well supplied in case I had some vacation pussy.

I grinned, thinking about it, and I knew that Crystal would love some pics and videos of it. I put it all in my bag and sighed, thinking about bringing other toys. I looked over them, and they weren't anything I wanted to bring. Instead, if I was going to do something like that, I would have to purchase them on the way or in-country. I shrugged and wiped away my tears. My eyes felt a little red, and I closed my suitcase.

I quickly took my suitcase and walked out of the house to find a Van taxi there. The back hatch was open, and I put my things in the back before going to the driver's side and getting in the back seat. My mother was sitting on the other side, looking very annoyed, and I sat down beside her and buckled in. "Mom, Seatbelt," I told her, and my mother turned to glare at me as I turned to ignore it and close the door.

A second later, I heard the click of the seatbelt, and I slammed the car door. The cab driver looked back at us and said, "Do you mind treating my Van a bit better? Thanks," before he looked at my mother, "Ready?" He asked.

"Let's go," My mother said and looked out the window.

The van began to move, and I laid back. I took out my phone and typed a message to my girlfriend as the driver went down the road.

Angela: Hey, I will not be around for the next week, but I plan to send you pics of me when I get there. Maybe even a video or two for you to enjoy if I find someone to seduce. Look forward to it, Minx!

I smiled as I sent the text before I yawned again. I knew that I could have waited to text Crystal, but I didn't want to. Once I was in the airport, I would have to turn off my phone. I remembered then that I should text Samantha, so I pulled up her contact information on my phone.

Angela: Hey, So I know I said that I would be good for Tuesday... But something came up, and my mother forced me to follow her out of the country. I am not quite sure where I will be going, but I will be heading to an all-inclusive resort for the next week. That means I might have some time available if people are willing to come to me. More bad news, though, is that I don't have any toys or anything with me since I was woken up after one or two hours of sleep and am barely conscious. So if you are going to send some people my way, then I will need a package of some toys that I can use at the hotel. I will contact you with more details when I learn where I am going since while I am gone, I may as well get some work done too since that sounds like fun. I am sorry for the inconvenience, but I had no choice in this matter as my mother made it a family emergency and pulled me out of school.

I hit send and sighed, leaning back in the car seat. I turned, and I could see my mother glaring at me through the window as dawn was just starting to break the sky. "You done?" My mother asked, and I turned to her with a raised eyebrow.

"No, Not really, mother," I told her, giving some lip back, I saw my Mom looking more upset, and I held up a hand. "Sorry," I began and took a deep breath, "I have only had an hour or two of sleep, and then the wake-up call was abrupt. Dad didn't help, and I am still emotionally charged just as you are, Mom. Now I know you have a reason for this all, but I also had a ton of plans over the week. I have many texts basically canceling these plans with people. I need to finish them up before we take off since I don't even know where we are going, and once you tell me that, I will have to text some people again because my work can be done internationally," I said before I realized I slipped up talking about work.

"Oh?" My mother replied, her voice laced with hidden meaning, "What do you do that can be done internationally, Angela?"

I looked at my mother, my face blanching, and my slow mind sped up like never before. I had just put my foot in my mouth and needed to act fast as I had already been skirting the edges with my mother lately. "Honestly, Mom," I began, "This isn't a conversation for on the way to an airport with a taxi driver and while both of us are emotionally charged with everything happening. Can we make it to the resort, or at least tell me where we are going before we talk about this?" I asked her.

My Mom looked at me, her eyes narrowing before looking at the taxi driver. "Fine," My mother pouted, "But this conversation isn't over, Angela," My mother finished threateningly.

I stifled a sigh of relief as I felt like I had just dodged a bullet but knew I only delayed it in the end. This seemed to be something that I was doing a lot with my mother lately. Instead of solving anything, I was delaying the inevitable. One day I would have to tell her what I did for work, and it would be sooner rather than later. I sighed and shifted my position as I thought about Hilda.

I pulled up the correct contact number and began composing a text to her.

Angela: Little Star, It seems that I have bad news for you. I will be unable to make our appointment this week on Wednesday due to an unforeseen family emergency. I will see you next week on Wednesday if you wish, and we can also get payment over by then since I have been delayed this week. Feel free to text me with any questions appropriately, Little Star.

I hit the send button and thought about who else needed to be contacted. I sighed as I realized Tracy, Sarah, and Alex all needed to be contacted. I don't think I need to for Cumdump, but a simple message to her about the meeting should be sent at least to sound professional. Hopefully, by then, Becky would have her shit figured out and tell me what has been on her mind.

I pulled up Sarah as I thought this would be the harder text to send as Sarah seemed to be more sensitive to what I said.

Angela: Hey, So I, unfortunately, will not be able to see you this week. Something came up at home, and I have been pulled from school for the next week. I will not be back at least until next week. I will see you then. Also, feel free to text me; maybe I will even guide you through some fun from another country. :D

It was quick, but I didn't want Sarah to start developing cold feet so quickly since I disappeared after a week of fun. I sighed, and I wished somehow I could lean even more back into the car seat. I quickly moved on to the next text and thought about it for a bit since Tracy was a sensitive case as I needed to be firm with her, but I also just did a huge punishment on her. As I thought more about it, she was probably in a sensitive spot, even more so than Sarah. I would need to do something probably over the week while I was where ever I was going to be.

I sighed, and I began to text her.

Angela: Tracy, Sorry that I didn't get to see you off yesterday. Unfortunately, I will be busy this week and cannot come to school because of a sort of emergency. Text me if you are feeling lonely, and I might be able to guide you through some things while thinking of me. ;)

I hated how the text sounded, and it wasn't my style, but I didn't want to be harsh with her right now. "We are about ten minutes away from the airport now," The taxi driver suddenly said, making me almost jump in my seat as I looked up.

"Better finish your texts soon, Angela," My mother said flatly, and I knew she was annoyed at me for not telling her about my job.

I looked down, got back to texting, and sighed as I texted Alex.

Angela: I am heading out this week. Be a good girl, and text me when you are looking to be guided through some pleasure, and I might come up with something for a naughty girl like you. Maybe even a punishment like the slut you are. I will see you next week.

That was an easy text, and I had to finish with a text to Becky. I was just about to start when I noticed I got a text which surprised me.

Alex: Yes, Mistress. I will definitely need a punishment. Please, Let me know what I need to know and how I can appease you, Mistress.

I smiled but pulled up Becky's contact number.

Angela: Cumdump, I will be away this week. Please, let Paul know that we will have to delay our meeting. See you next week.

I sighed as I couldn't think of anyone else to text at this moment other than Alex to respond.

Angela: I will think of something soon, Sweety.

It was simple, and I was too sleepy to think of something to punish her that would satisfy her Masochistic tendencies. I turned to look out the window and saw the airport roughly in the distance as the sun started to shine brightly in the sky. I looked out and saw the car turn onto the final off-ramp to the airport's departure area.

I turned to my mother again and asked, "So can you tell me where we are going now?"

"Nope," My mother said, looking at me with a shadow of a smile, "Will you tell me your job?" She countered.

I quickly shut up and waited as the taxi pulled up to the airport departures.