Finding What Works

Chapter 1

"His POV*

Andre Winslet stared at the advertisement on his screen. Submissive wanted. Interviews being held from Monday 11th of January 2016. Call 02083487343 to book an appointment. Andre Winslet. Very simplistic, giving no information whatsoever, except my name of course. I half expected no one would reply seeing as I could have easily been trying to lure some poor girl to her demise. I had given a name but that could have been a lie. And yet, come Monday morning, the number of girls sitting in his reception made me pause for a moment. It amused me that so many had believed I was who I said I was and actually turned up. I was excited to see what kind of crowd I had drawn and so barely glancing at them, I walked straight into my office, shutting the door behind me. Once I settled in I requested the first girl be sent in.

Sandra, my PA, had done a background check on each girl that booked an appointment and all the information was in folders on my desk. I picked up the first one, opening it. Kirsty Rawlings. Age 23. I scanned the sheet for any information that drew my interest but was unsuccessful. She had a pretty face though. I looked up as she walked in, taking in her appearance. She was wearing a sparkly halter top and jeans with sandals. Her head was bowed slightly allowing her short brown hair to fall in her face. She approached his table in silence and stood, waiting to be told whether she could sit or not. At least she was submissive.

"Please sit"

"Thank you sir" She sat almost stiffly, still not looking at me.

"May I ask you your name?"

"Kirsty Rawlings sir"

"And how old are you?"

"23 Sir" I nodded although she couldn't see it as her head was still bowed.

We sat in silence for a while and when I realised, she wasn't going to do anything I proceeded to ask more questions.

"Have you ever submitted before?" The question almost didn't warrant an answer as it was obvious that she had.

"Yes sir. Twice." I hummed in acknowledgement of her answer.

I stared at her for a while trying to see if there was any spark between us. Nothing. Nothing made her different from any other girl and that wasn't what I wanted.

"Thank you very much Kirsty. You may leave."

"Yes sir. Thank you sir."

Once she left, I buzzed Sandra to send the next girl in. I didn't read her profile, wanting a bit of a surprise, and what a surprise it was. In walked a girl who looked no more than 16. She was wearing a tight fitting top, obviously too small for her and a very short skirt. I was utterly confused. She walked in and sat down.

"Hiya" She said.

"Hello, what is your name?"

"Myra"

"Okay Myra and how old are you?"

"Just turned 18"

"Okay. Thank you for coming but I think you're a bit too young for me. I apologise"

"Oh well," she said standing up, "it was worth a shot. I'll find another rich guy to pay my fees." Her leaving comment had me speechless though on second thought, I shouldn't really be surprised. I knew some people would be here due to my net worth.

Once I had straightened myself out I decided it would be better to get a heads up and scanned through the next file. Once satisfied that she was of age I buzzed for her. She and the next two girls were very similar to Kirsty Rawlings. There was nothing setting them apart from the rest.