B.L.I.S.S – Introductions – Isabelle & Stephanie
Introduction:
Isabelle is homeless and receives a helping hand. Stephanie gets an obscure job offer.
Foreword: Last part was received well. I am considering rewriting Stephanie I because I’m not happy with how it flows. Leave some advice if you have ideas on how it could be rewritten.
Sophia’s Introduction is next, am part way through Bianca II.
Isabelle I
She was hungry. Not that that was anything new of course, she was often found herself with this familiar feeling in her stomach and chest. It spread through her like a familiar chill.
Living on the streets was difficult and Isabelle had been out here since she was 16. She had been kicked out of the house when she had finally mustered up the strength to call the police on her abusive father.
It wasn’t even him that had kicked him out she recalled bitterly. Her father, the amount of evidence was undeniable had been sent to prison for 5 years and when he got out he had 300 hours of community service. She hadn’t seen him since the court hearing. No, it was her mother that had kicked her out.
Isabelle thought about her two younger sisters who had cried as she was thrown out of the house with the few things she owned. She hoped that without their father they would be able to grow into women before he returned.
But the hunger twangs brought her back to reality. It was mid afternoon and it looked like it might rain the way the clouds hung above her in the sky. She didn’t know what she would do for food, she had no money. Maybe I could see Mark she thought. Mark was an older guy, maybe 30 who had let her stay with him when she got kicked out. He fed her and let her shower, he even gave her some cheap clothes.
It wasn’t all free or from his own kindness however. She had to sleep in his bed, naked, and he took his fair share of liberties with her. But he never once hit her.
She almost wished that he did she thought a bit twistedly. It’d make it easier to resent the things he did to her.
Plus she kind of liked the rougher stuff, she had hated it at the time but now she found it hard to cum without being choked, and she always came the hardest right before she would black out.
Being restrained was also something she needed, the way she felt when she was utterly helpless, she yearned for it. She knew she shouldn’t but wanted it all the same. She knew she was messed up, she shouldn’t want these things. But when she was helpless and in pain, at least she felt something. Everything else was numb. Well, except for the hunger pains as another shot through her like a lightning bolt.
She knew she needed to find something to eat, but it was mid afternoon, it would be hours before a charity soup van would be out. As she dragged herself to her feet, she despondently decided that Mark was the only option.
She made her way down the small back alleys, a familiar path for her, the main streets she received stares. No, backstreets were just easier, she dismissed the notion.
On this day however she was lucky. There was a bakery driver pulled up in the side street, taking a break it seemed. He drove a white van and he was lightly snacking on some pastry. As she approached, she sized him up as he did her. He spoke first, cutting the quiet of the backstreet.
“When was the last time you ate young lady”
Isabelle looked at her feet.
“Two days ago I believe”, she managed to mumble out.
“Come then, stop a moment and I will feed you, as long as you can speak clearly and answer my questions” He offered.
Questions? Isabelle thought, how bad could that be? Certainly not as bad as seeing Mark, nor as degrading.
So she nodded to signal her agreement, and he opened up a side door to his van, the contents hidden from her view due to the angle. He pulled out two trays, the first full of hot food. Sausage rolls, Pasty’s and Pies filled the tray. The second was filled by danishes, apple cakes and other sweet foods from a bakery.
Over the next hour she ate hungrily, answering the delivery man’s questions. She was asked about a vast many things, everything from her family, her past and her current situation. Towards the end, the man abruptly checked his phone for the time and realised he must be off. He took a few of the remaining pieces of food and put them in a paper bag, passing them to Isabelle.
“If you find yourself hungry again, find me here or across town”. as he gave her an address on a main shopping street of town several blocks away.
With that he was back in his van, slowly pottering away. She didn’t even know his name, she realised as he left. She had been so focused on the food that she had been only answering between mouthfuls.
That night, she reflected on the encounter, and did her best to remember the man she had seen. She hadn’t payed enough attention she realised. She could only remember his form, taller, maybe six foot two or so. He had short hair, his eyes were a hard brown and he had a soft but distant smile. For the first time in a long time she masturbated, not with thoughts of depravity, but thoughts of the bakers strong kind arms drawing her up. In her mind she saw him holding her, entering her, and making her feel so so good,
As she touched herself, wrapt in her thoughts her surroundings melted away, the cold concrete surrounding her gone. As her dream man she scarcely knew fucked her in a way she didn’t think she could long for anymore, she approached her orgasm. Before she could climax though she was snapped back to reality, as a wild cat, or dog or possum knocked something that was thrown away at some point in the alleyway.
Disappointed, the moment of passion ruined Isabelle pulled what blankets she had over herself and went to sleep.
Stephanie I
The mid afternoon sun had just started to become overtaken by the cool evening breeze and Stephanie’s light summery dress she had worn for her date today was beginning to chill her as they walked through a quiet park.
Her date looked down at her with his rich hazel eyes, observing her petite asian form. Without a word he removed his jacket and wrapped it around her.
Nick was a man of few words when he wanted to be she reflected.
Stephanie had been working with him for the past three months and if he had nothing to say, he would remain silent, choosing to observe and take his surroundings in. It brought with him a thoughtful but intense atmosphere and more than any other managers she had worked with, it commanded attention the way he could cut through a raucous meeting.
They had started working together when Nick began managing the takeover of her previous bosses company. She had been the secretary to the CEO of the company and was doing a lot of document handovers some of which only existed in paper copy and needed to be done in person.
Which meant they had seen a lot of each other, although there had not been much contact, she did see him through the window when she was dropping off documents to his assistant. He was quite attractive and she found herself trying to make him notice her on her visits. A smile here, a flutter of the eyes there though she had no way of telling if it had any effect.
That all changed though when his assistant informed her that Nick Cressmont would like to extend the business arrangement they had moving forward and wished to take her out for lunch the following Saturday. She could hardly refuse and the business merger was all but finalised. She knew from whisperings all around both offices that there would be layoffs company wide, starting at the CEO and probably his secretary just as quickly. So she accepted and pondered what he would want to offer her.
She knew his assistant was very good from working with her the past few months, so he wouldn’t likely be looking to replace her. She thought about Nick all the more that night and the nights that came until Saturday.
Their lunch had been much of a date, there was not a word about business at all, which while it had been a lovely date she grew nervous that was all it was going to be.
As he wrapped his jacket around her he let his hands linger on her shoulders. She looked up and around into his eyes and didn’t know what she saw staring back at her. And then he spoke softly but clearly.
“I’d like to set you up with your own consultation company”
“What?!”
“There’s no position I can give you at the company once the merger is finalised. Hiring is not part of my sphere of control. I can however help you obtain all the business documents required to run your own consulting firm -” He paused, contemplating.
“- And assist you with setting you up with some projects to consult on” Nick finished before she could respond.
It was a shock to say the least for Stephanie, the matter-of-factness in which he said there was no place for her at the company stung however true it was. But this offer, she had not even considered he would go out of his way like this for her.
“But I don’t have experience consulting on businesses? I’m flattered deeply you would offer this to me but i don’t think I could live up to your expectations”
“Don’t worry, I have some other projects in mind for you to assist me with” He responded firmly, a bare hint of a smirk and with a sense of finality that told her she wouldn’t get to know what these projects were until he wanted her to know.
That was about one month ago, and while the business merger was completing Nick had been sending additional forms for her to sign to do with her new business he was creating for her.
Nick’s assistant Sophia appeared in Stephanie’s office bullpen around 4:30 with an envelope and a cryptic message for her. “There will be a driver to pick you up tonight at 8:00pm, dress nicely, open the letter while you are in the car”. With nothing more to convey the assistant left promptly. A woman of few words just like her boss Steph reflected.
Steph left work not long after Sophia had stopped by and went straight home to shower and get herself ready. She found she had more time than she first thought so she spent a lot of it ensuring that her hair was perfect the way she wanted it.
Like the instructions she was given by Sophia she picked out a nice blue and black dress, the blue sequins covered her breasts and fluffy feathers came from the top of her ample cleavage. Below that was a deep blue corset cinched in tightly, forcing her breasts to push higher and then the rest of the dress was black silk with a split along one side to reveal lots of leg and thigh. She wore with it a fluffy cropped jacket and some black heels she had that gave her some decent height to her petite frame.
Time was almost up by this stage so she finished by applying her make up just as she heard the driver pull up. She made her way out to the car. Anticipation was high for what the night may bring.
