Transforming Trinity — Peter King

Trinity always hated her name, being named after a character in a stupid movie was so gross. She was a royal pain in the ass for her parents, who did their best to curb her bad instincts. She did poorly at school, ran with the wrong crowd, and she was usually in trouble in one form or another. When she turned eighteen, just after flunking out of high school, she packed a bag and told them she was leaving home. They tried to convince her it was a mistake, but Trinity had made up her mind and left anyway. Once she was gone, they came to realize she was just like her real mom, the girl they had adopted her from when she was a baby.Trinity actually had a plan, having looked for a way out for the last six months. She was cute, but not extremely attractive. She still had not fleshed out and had narrow hips and a meager 34B chest. She was nicely distributed at five-foot six and a hundred and twenty pounds, but she still felt she had a boyish body. Her face was pretty, bright blue eyes and natural blonde hair framed a very attractive face with high cheek bones and a cute dimple in her chin.She had initially considered looking for a sugar daddy, but the ads she saw from women looking for the same thing discouraged that notion. She figured she would have to actually work, so she started looking for personal assistant jobs. She found that some were 24/7 live in situations, and that really appealed to her. She figured that if she could work for some busy executive, maybe it could become more than that. She never considered herself very smart, and always figured she would have to use her looks and personality to hook a rich husband.She was just eighteen and had a restless spirit. That combination of naiveté and reckless disregard for what the real world actually was would lead her onto a path she did not anticipate. It was not like she was equipped to handle what she was getting into, but she had made arrangements and fully intended to see them through.A couple of weeks earlier she found an odd ad on Craig’s List looking for a live in servant, and that was how it was written, servant. The job description was even stranger, just stating that they sought a young attractive woman to serve the Master’s needs as his live in servant for a contracted period of one year. If, at the end of that time, either party wishes, it will terminate. If, on the other hand, both parties choose to continue, future arrangements can be made. It had an email address listed for those interested.The way the ad used the terms servant and Master intrigued Trinity, and since she was what they called a girl of loose morals, she responded with interest. The next day she received another email, with two questionnaires that she was asked to complete and return. As she filled them out, they went from standard, to very personal, and then to a bit outrageous. But she still answered every question and returned them.The next day she received a request for a video interview, and she agreed, talking to a man called Mr. Clark. He did most of the talking, telling her that if she chose to work for him it would be a demanding position. She was so eager to get the job that she ignored common sense, and found that she agreed to take the position on her eighteenth birthday, when she could legally leave home. Mr. Clark agreed, and made arrangements for her to take a train to him. When she left her parents that day, Trinity was embarking on a journey that would open her eyes to things she never imagined, and would reveal something that was lying dormant deep inside her.