Chapter 8

What a fool I had been. It was so sad too, because I really only wanted to help him. I had no way of knowing that it was a setup right from the start. How was I to know that he was such a devious and cold blooded little bastard!

I don't know how long I sat there like that. I know that it was a long time. I was surprised that Nathan didn't come and get me. When the tears finally ended I got up and brushed my teeth and got the taste of cum out of my mouth for the first time since that first blowjob I had been forced to give at Cobb's place this morning.

I took a long hot shower and then I dried off and stood staring at myself in the mirror. I wasn't thinking so much about what had happened to me today, though the events of the day hung over me like a dark, wet blanket shutting out all the light and air in my life now. Instead I stood there staring at myself in the mirror and wondered if I could actually tell my husband what had happened to me and that I now belonged to Nathan.

That was the worst of it I think, having my husband find out. But what was going to happen on Monday? Nathan was going to dress me up like a slut and I know that won't be the end of it. He will find other ways to torment me. And Christ, there are already more than a dozen kids that know about me and Nathan. How long before the entire school knows?

No, I can't see my job lasting much longer than my marriage. It will be a race to the finish, but they are both finished. That won't be the end of it either. My father is not one to forgive indiscretions, especially when they are likely to embarrass him and the family name and have an impact on his political career.

I was right before. My life is over. A promising career and a more or less happy marriage destroyed in one day by a sixteen year old boy. FUCK ME! Oh wait, he did.

I finally went back out to the living room. Nathan and Terrill were just finishing up watching the recording that Terrill had made of me seducing the fourteen year old boy from next door.

Nathan looked up and said, "Well, did you get it out of your system?"

I gave him an exasperated look and said, "Out of my system! You have just ruined my entire life. My marriage, my career, they are finished. My father will disown me. I have nothing left."

He wasn't moved. He let me finish and then he said, "Welcome to my world bitch. Did you look around when we went out today? Did you see how those people live, how I live? There is no hope in that part of town. Those people don't have careers! Damned few of them even have jobs. There probably aren't a dozen happy marriages in that whole part of town! What the hell makes you so fucking special?"

I would probably pay for this, but I let him have it. "First of all, I'm not special. But I worked god damned hard for everything I got. I studied hard and gave up a social life and dating to excel in school. I waited until I was in my twenties to get married, I didn't get knocked up when I was fifteen and have to get married or worse yet, not know who the father was. But more than that, for as long as I can remember my goal in life has been to help people get out of those god damn ghettos! Why the hell do you think I wasted so much of my fucking time trying to help you get an education! You and Terrill and fifty other kids who could get out of that part of town if they would just exert a little effort and study instead of party at night and sleep in class."

I was yelling now, I was really pissed. "I never once looked down on you or any of the other kids I tried to help. And I never put on a false front in an effort to put them off guard so that I could take advantage of them, so I could ruin their life!"

Before I could go any farther he stood up and took three steps and slammed the side of my head with his open palm. I dropped like a rock. I wasn't unconscious, but I was dizzy and disoriented for a few minutes.

When my head finally cleared he was still standing over me. I had a hell of a headache now. I managed to look up through my tears and he reached down and grabbed a large handful of my hair and lifted me right off the floor by my hair.

I grabbed his wrist with both hands and screamed in pain. I scrambled to get my feet under me and when I was standing on my own he pulled me so close to him that our noses were almost touching. He yelled right in my face, "Don't you ever talk to me like that again you stupid fucking bitch. You aren't fooling anyone. We all know why you are here, why you are doing that job. You took that job to make yourself feel good, not to help us. You lived your whole fucking life as a princess. You don't have a clue about what it's like to be me or Terrill or any of the other kids that live in that fucking ghetto that your kind built to keep us out of sight and out of your way. It's just a god damn warehouse you built to keep your niggers in! You grew up in a fucking mansion and went to all the best schools. I bet daddy gave you a fucking Corvette when you turned sixteen didn't he?!"

I was still trying to get his hand out of my hair and my head felt like it was about to explode. He looked in my face and said, "Oh what the fuck, why bother! You don't get it. You are never going to get it."

He pushed me away and I fell to the floor and curled up in a fetal ball and sobbed hysterically. Nathan walked away and went to the refrigerator and looked inside. After a minute he slammed the door and screamed, "What kind of people don't keep any beer in the fucking refrigerator?!"

He stomped back into the living room and nudged me in the ribs with is foot. He said loudly, "Get the fuck up and go get dressed. We need to go to the fucking store bitch."

I slowly straightened out. Now, on top of all the aches and pains in my poor body, I had a killer headache. I got up finally and went into the kitchen and took three pain pills. Then I went back to my bathroom and washed my face with cold water until I could stop crying.

I dried my face and my neck and brushed my hair and went out into my bedroom. Nathan was there with two of the items of clothing that he had brought from the laundry room. They were two of the things that had belonged to Kysha.

He handed me one of the tight little micro miniskirts with the cutouts on the sides and once I had it on he handed me the top he wanted me to wear. It was nothing but a men's muscle shirt with huge arm holes. Once I was dressed he had me turn around and he said, "Not bad. Pull the skirt up a little higher."

I worked the waistband of the skirt up about an inch higher on my waist and looked in the mirror. The bottom curve of the cheeks of my ass was just visible. That wasn't the only scary part though. My breasts were almost totally exposed from the sides. I need only lean forward slightly in this loose shirt and I might as well be topless.

Nathan approved and ordered me to put my shoes back on. I looked around and found the high heels that he had picked out for me this morning and put them back on. I looked in the mirror again and it looked like even more of my butt was exposed now. It was hard to tell from this angle though.

I followed Nathan back out to the living room and he ordered me to get my purse. When we got out to the car he said, "Drive to wherever you normally go grocery shopping."

I sighed and started the car. I had been shopping in the same grocery store for nearly two years and a lot of people there knew me. Not that we were friends or anything, but they knew me to smile and say hello to. I often stopped and chatted with some of them when they weren't too busy. I hoped everyone was busy today.

I drove the two miles to the store and Nathan said, "Get some damned food. In case you're confused, food includes beer and wine. You might as well get a case of beer. I'm going to follow you around the store. I want to see lots of tits and ass while you're shopping. When you bend over you keep those legs straight and if anyone is looking make sure you give them a lot of chances to check out those tits. Now get the fuck out of the car bitch, it's show time."