To Catch a Sub - 006 - Sex Stories

To Catch a Sub - 006

... in the truck eating his quick breakfast as he headed to the office.

He sat down at his desk and opened the laptop. It was still running from the day before so all he had to do was pick up where he had been reading. He was soon absorbed into the last of the writings by Thor. He jumped a bit when the chime went off on his laptop. Glancing at the toolbar, he saw that something was happening on the chat site which was still running. He flipped windows and saw that FatherDom, and the four other screen names were still in the room. He was there as well. Suddenly, he focused his attention. The chine had been the alarm he had set to alert him if Newandwilling came into the room. Sure enough, there she was. He watched without alerting anyone he was active in the room.

Anthony sat and watched, reading the postings as they happened.

Newandwilling -- Hello. I am Newandwilling, a submissive female. I enter and kneel in front of FatherDom and present myself. I am naked, 5'6" tall and 135 lbs. I have 36DD breasts with large areola and nipples. I am shaved completely except for my long thick black hair. I am here to serve.

FatherDom -- Good morning slut.

Newandwilling -- Good Morning Sir.

FatherDom -- Did you receive the things I told you to order?

Newandwilling -- No Sir. They are out for delivery and should be here today.

FatherDom -- Then I have no use for you now. Come back when you have what I require.

Newandwilling suddenly vanished from the room. Anthony ...

... blinked at how fast the interaction had been. He sat and thought about what he had seen. He decided to remain silent and went back to reading and studying.

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Sasha sat in frustration. She was about to go find a video when she had a change of heart and closed the laptop and instead went upstairs to put on clothes. Once she was dressed, she began to do laundry, cleaned and rearranged the kitchen cupboard, and did some other chores around the house. She decided that she needed to do some shopping, so she got her keys and purse and headed the SUV toward town.

Nothing much happened for Anthony until he remembered the card Angela had given him the night before. He found it in his wallet and looked at it closely. It read Constance Yardly, Personal and Life Coach. He dialed the number, and a deep raspy female voice answered the phone.

"Constance Yardly. Can I help you?"

"Ms. Yardly, my name is An...I mean Tony Mancini. Dr. Torillo said I should call you and set up an appointment."

"Ah yes. Angela texted me about you. I understand this is part of a project that is pressing?"

"Yes. It is."

"Can we meet this afternoon?"

"Sure. Where and when."

Constance gave Anthony an address.

" I'll see you at about 1 pm."

"That works."

After lunch, Anthony, or Tony as he was trying to remember himself, found the address. It was a large Victorian house in one of the oldest parts of the city. He parked on the street and walked up to the door. Before he could ring ...