Chastity Hanson

Submissive . 27 . Guest

[chastityhanson]

lawrence-j-ohnson:

L.J. hadn’t been in the bar that long, but he must have been on his third drink when the lady next to him decided to make approach with conversation. He glanced over at the girl, and smiled at her question. “I mean, depends where you are.. Who you’re with, and to what purpose.” Taking a moment to study her face, he held his hand out for hers. “Call me L.J. And like most people in this quiet bar, I’m just here for a drink and good conversation. After all, we’re in a resort, not a ranch. At least not yet..”

Listening, she swirled the ice in her glass as he spoke. Chastity glanced around at the quiet bar, most people enjoying conversation with friends. Turning back she took his hand and gave it a gentle shake. “Call me Chas. Not a ranch? Yet? I mean, I suppose they could get horses or stables. If I’m understanding that correctly?” She laughed lightly.

[barkeepholden]

chastityhanson:

So far, Chastity had been enjoying the resort and all it had to offer. It was far more relaxing than she’d imagined so far. The sun felt warmer, the atmosphere more calm, and everyone seemed keen to talk and meet. Except she was still getting used to the other part of the resort. For as much as she’d heard and seen while on tour, she still had a hard time with the extra curricular activities here.

Sitting at the bar, she toyed with the straw in her drink. She turned to the person sitting next to her. “I’m never quite sure what to expect when I go to bars. Is there supposed to be a lot of dancing? Just sitting at the bar?”

He had been here his fair share of years, and seen all kinds pass through the resort. There had been more fights than he could count, but plenty of dancers and dreamers to even it all out. The variety was the only reason he still  stuck with this job.

“Well, Darling, that depends on what bar you’re at. Some bars have a lot of dancing, others not so much.” Philip replied as he refilled someone else’s drink. “This one, I’ve seen both. You do you, as the lads say these days.”

[chastityhanson]

Swirling her straw around in her glass, she hummed slightly. How could someone tell the type of bar they were going into? Did they have schedules for that kind of thing? Maybe she had spent too much time practicing on tour.

"You do you?" Chas laughed lightly. "I think I'm partly here to push that comfort zone. Bars aren't exactly my 'scene' usually."

[chastityhanson]

So far, Chastity had been enjoying the resort and all it had to offer. It was far more relaxing than she’d imagined so far. The sun felt warmer, the atmosphere more calm, and everyone seemed keen to talk and meet. Except she was still getting used to the other part of the resort. For as much as she’d heard and seen while on tour, she still had a hard time with the extra curricular activities here.

Sitting at the bar, she toyed with the straw in her drink. She turned to the person sitting next to her. “I’m never quite sure what to expect when I go to bars. Is there supposed to be a lot of dancing? Just sitting at the bar?”

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switch-jackson:

“Oh, so you’re new here?” he asked as he looked over at her. “It is a good place. A really good place if you’re the kind who really likes meeting people too. I’m good, thanks,” he replied easily and then reached his hand out as he said, “I’m Jackson, a pro switch for the resort.”

“Yeah, I only got here recently.” She leaned in and shook his hand. “I’m Chastity. Just a guest here. A, a sub, I suppose, is what I think.” She hadn’t exactly been used to the type of resort she was starting to stay at. “So, you work, for the resort?”

[chastityhanson]

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canfrankiefixit:

Relief covered Frankie’s face. “Ah thank you so much. That’s the thing. There always seems to be someone here. Even in the middle of the night. I swear it’s impossible.” He shook his head as he moved to start skimming the pool for leaves and such.

“I’m Frankie by the way.” He called over.

She couldn’t blame either side. The pool was nice, the hot tub was comfortable, she almost wanted to just fall asleep. “Near impossible. Probably. But I really won’t tell. I don’t see a point in it.”

Chastity moved to put her arms and head on the side of the hot tub and watched. “Oh, I’m Chas. It’s good to meet you.”

[chastityhanson]

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faunxsins:

The pool area was a regular haunt for Faun, as she enjoyed taking a swim or lounging in one of the hot tubs after a long day at work. She dropped her towel onto a nearby chair and dove into the water, then smiled at a woman who was enjoying a hot tub nearby. “I recognize you from somewhere.” Of course, that wasn’t unusual at the resort– famous people came there all the time. “Can I have a hint?”

Chastity glanced as the woman gracefully dove into the water. There was a talent for diving. Her mind wandered to how one would learn how to dive. Brought quickly back by the woman speaking to her. A light chuckle escaped as the woman recognized her, sort of. “Um, let’s see. How much do you like the arts?”

[chastityhanson]

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canfrankiefixit:

Frankie was dressed to the nines. If you consider the nines to be a pair of ripped up jeans and a tshirt under a plaid flannel.  He had checked the pool area before going to grab the stuff to check the water and skim it but by the time he’d returned with the tools he had realized someone was there. “Shit.” He murmured to himself before walking over to the woman. 

“Hey, I’m technically not supposed to clean the pool when people are in the area because it doesn’t look professional or whatever but could you do me a solid and not tell anyone?”

Just managing to relax in, she saw a worker come out of one of, what she assumed was, a storage area. Chastity would have paid him no mind, except he came over towards her hot tub. Apparently they were rather strict about what an employee could do when.

“Oh, I won’t tell anyone. Tell anyone what? Really, I don’t mind. I doubt there’s much time when someone’s not here.”

[chastityhanson]

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switch-jackson:

Jackson made his way to the pool area in his swim trunks. Though, he wouldn’t be surprised if some people were naked around the pool. People seemed to go in various states of dress and undress, all around the resort. 

He approached the hot tub and climbed in as he smiled at the woman in there. When he’d been in the NHL, soaking in the hot tub had been a regular thing for him. It helped relax his tired and sore body. “Hey, how’re you?” he asked as he settled in and got comfortable.

Rolling her neck slightly, she watched as the man got into the hot tub with her. She gave a small smile at him. “Oh, I’m doing well. Decided the first place to go after getting here is the pools. And the hot tubs just seemed like the best place to be right now.” Chastity paused a moment. “And, how are you?”

[chastityhanson]

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Only just being taken to her room, Chastity was interested in all the other things the resort had to offer. The place was beautiful, and she almost wished it was her home forever. Breezes with the ocean scent, gorgeous architecture, and friendly staff. Everyone had smiled at her as she passed, though tips tended to help.

She had quickly changed into a swimsuit and a nice robe before heading down to the pool. Having just gotten off tour, her whole body ached, her feet still having blisters on them. Slowly, she settled herself into one of the unoccupied hot tubs. Letting out a small sigh, she relaxed into the water.