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Tina Kennard was an amazing woman. Hard working. Loving. Natural. Basically everyone loved her. Her best friends were running out of superlatives to describe her. Colleagues at work were also super nice, appreciating her input and cooperation. The movie industry was rough and tiresome, fucking everyone over and over again with constant difficulties or drama. Most of the days were spent on set, leaving barely any time for anything else during the week. The weekends were for her and her friends only.
There was just one flaw. Her taste in men was… bad. She always chose the safe, boring option. Not that Tina had problems with finding someone better, there was plenty of them of different genders in line. None of those relationships worked out in the long run as there was always something missing for her, looking for something better and ending the thing as soon as she started getting the ick. For that reason, Tina has decided to stop looking for a relationship and instead focus on herself. She has been single for a couple of months, not having wasted time on dating. She had a few encounters with women since her last breakup but those meetings weren’t often or meaningful either.
One day, when work wasn’t that bad, Tina managed to find time to eat lunch with her friends at the Planet. They were lucky enough to find a spot at that hour, as the popularity of the cafe started growing, making it harder to enjoy the time there or talk comfortably. Nonetheless, they loved its vibe and the food was great. It was one of the few safe spaces for queer women.
“Tina, when was the last time you got laid?” Alice asked directly, making both Shane and Tina spit out their drinks. Very bold question but no one was really surprised.
“Alice! What kind of question is that?” Tina felt quite offended, but knew her friend was going to read her like a book. “Some time ago. I told you I don’t have time for that, I have a very busy job and a career to grow.”
“You could use some fun though. You’ve been kinda moody lately. Use a dating app or come with us to a club! Women can’t get enough of you and we miss partying with you. You always attract hot and pretty girls. Honestly, I don’t want Shane’s leftovers.” Alice admitted, her arm receiving a punch from the brunette sitting next to her.
“If Tina wanted to, she would have. Let it go, Al.” Shane answered instead, saving Tina from Pieszecki’s investigation.
Tina was thinking about it. Both of her friends were right. She didn’t want anything so nothing was happening either. On the other hand, Tina was getting moody lately and could use a night out or have casual sex. It wouldn’t hurt but it was just… not appealing? There must have been some kind of alternative to that, something exciting and fresh…
After a hard day at work, Tina grabbed some Chinese food and started searching on dating apps while eating in the kitchen. The ratio of swiping left to right was around 9 to 1. Even when there was a match, the conversations were boring or awkward. Maybe clubbing was the right answer indeed, just having a quickie in the bathroom or spend a night with a girl whose name she would forget the morning after. Tina closed the app and started scrolling through different websites, looking for an answer to issues that were bothering her. The further she dug, the weirder the websites were becoming. Nevertheless, one advertisement caught her attention.
Are you bored with casual sex?
Do you dread going on unsuccessful dates?
Are you looking for something exciting?
No commitment, no feelings, no strings attached.
A night with the woman of your fantasies is all you need.
One condition: you have to be submissive.
It only took a couple of seconds for Tina to give in. There wasn’t time for second thoughts, otherwise she would have scrolled past it and ignore the chance of something new. She sent an email and received a reply immediately. It seemed to be an automatic text since it sounded very non-personal, including some documents. It was a typical NDA and a form with few general questions. She quickly sent them back, all completed and signed. Now all Tina had to do was wait.
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Bette Porter had everything. Money. Beauty. Career. The three most important things. She didn’t have other thing she valued as much as those at that stage of her life. Obviously, Bette loved art, watching, appreciating and collecting it. Thanks to her hard work and commitment to her job, she could afford everything. To many who appreciated her charm and eloquence, she also seemed very superficial, egoistic, arrogant, quite literally a snob. Nonetheless, people were still attracted to miss Porter. No one could argue about her being a player, because the woman wasn’t even hiding it, always showing up with a different woman at work or social events.
There was one thing no one knew about Porter. That one little secret kept her away from forming any kind of long term relationship. Not that she was seeking a girlfriend. Feelings were a waste of time and energy. She wanted to keep it simple. A little bit of rough sex, taking all the stress out and having full control over what was happening in the bedroom.
Sometimes, the hired women sticked for one meeting, some for a couple more but it never lasted more than three encounters even if the payment was generous. Bette was getting bored of them quickly, none of them perfectly matching her boxes. There was a set of rules they had to follow in the contract, otherwise they would get dismissed the second they breached them. The most important rule was no touching unless told to. Unfortunately, sooner or later many crossed that or another line. It was her curse, women getting attached to her easily and jumping to conclusions, hoping that maybe they could build some kind relationship after sex. But for Bette, it was just her getting bored of them quickly or getting the ick. Nothing really personal.
Porter’s work assistant James took care of the advertisement and selection to not waste her time. Bette hadn’t any encounter in the past two weeks and it was tiresome. Sex was her coping mechanism and having barely anyone to choose from was stressing her out even more, completely ruining her plans.
“Hey boss, I think I’ve found a perfect match for you.” James entered the office, happy with his “discovery”, feeling this might be the one. That’s what he hoped for, because his boss was getting insufferable lately, making his work so much harder.
“Who’s it? What’s her name? Did she fill out the form?” Bette was very cautious, requiring to fill the NDA before getting further into details of the offer and requesting personal information.
“Her name is Tina Kennard. Blonde, fair skinned, 5’5 so a bit smaller than you, 25 years old, single, bisexual, no kids and no medical issues. From the phone call we had, she seems very nice, easy going and smart. She agreed to the offered payment and more meetings if you two get along. She described herself as flexible and open to any suggestions. I guess it fits your requirements, right?”
“Hmm. Indeed, doesn’t sound bad. Is she available this weekend?”
“Yeah, we just gotta let her know if you’re up for it and she’ll come over.”
“Perfect. Tell her to be ready for Friday night. Ask the driver if he could pick her up at suitable time and book the weekend off in my calendar. I desperately need some time off, even if it doesn’t work out with Ms Kennard.”
Bette dismissed James, thinking about the upcoming weekend. She felt quite excited, a little bit more than usual. She was picky, but trusted James’ judgment and choice of women.