Chapter Ten
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When I woke up it was after eight on Sunday morning and
I had to pee so bad. I didn't move though. I lay there
with my legs clamped together and held it in. I was in
no hurry to wake the boys up and have the games begin
again.
I discovered that it was awfully hard to do that when
all you can do is lay there and think about how badly
you have to pee. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and
I slipped out from under the covers as quietly as
possible. They both mumbled and moved around a little
but neither boy awoke and I managed to use the toilet
and brush my teeth quietly without waking either of
them.
I almost grabbed my robe without thinking but I
remembered in time and snuck out to the kitchen and put
a pot of coffee on. I thought about starting breakfast
but I was afraid the smell of food might awaken them so
I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat and sipped it
and wondered how bad today was going to be.
The only plan that I was aware of was a shopping trip
to Goodwill for something slutty that I could wear to
work. I didn't have any idea what they had in mind, if
they had anything at all in mind.
My husband was due home at around seven this evening. I
wondered how I could face him. I wondered how long
before I would have no choice but to tell him about
Nathan. I knew what was going to happen when I finally
told him. He was going to throw me right out of this
house. He was not a forgiving man. Nathan's plan to
come to my house at night and abuse me in front of my
husband wasn't going to work. I was going to be
homeless and my husband would never let Nathan in the
door.
I was just about to get up and get my second cup of
coffee when I looked up and saw Nathan coming into the
kitchen. I had set out two empty cups near the coffee
pot and he poured himself a cup and sat down. Terrill
stumbled out a few minutes later and I waited to see if
they were going to order me to make breakfast. I wasn't
going to volunteer.
As it turned out, neither one of them was much of a
breakfast eater. We sat there, mostly in silence and
drank coffee.
After a little while Terrill said, "I'm going to have
to get you to drop me off at the house when you go
shopping. My old man wants me to do some shit this
afternoon."
Nathan nodded and then we were quiet again. I was
relieved that Terrill was leaving. It may have been
that Nathan was just breaking me in slow, but it seemed
to me that he was worse when Terrill was around.
Nathan finished his coffee and I followed him to the
laundry room where the clothes I had washed last night
were hanging. I noticed when we entered that there was
still a smell of urine in the room.
I stood out of the way while Nathan selected another
skirt for me to wear. This one was bright red and split
all the way up to the belt on both sides. When I put it
on there was a three inch gap over each hip where my
flesh showed. It looked awful. It was as short as the
skirt I had worn yesterday and I was sure that nobody
but a prostitute would buy something like this and wear
it out of the house.
I wasn't surprised that Nathan loved it. He smiled and
said, "It's a damn shame you can't wear that to school.
The kids would love it."
He turned back to the clothes rack and selected a
strange, shawl style top that slipped over my head. It
was made of nylon and was very thin and light, but not
see-through. It didn't have to be though. My back was
bare except for a strap at my hips and another at my
shoulder blades. The front was cut in such a deep V
that the waist band of the skirt showed through the
slit. There were just two light sections of cloth which
draped loosely over my shoulders and down over my
breasts. The only thing holding the material in place
over my breasts was gravity. Every move I made
threatened to expose my breasts.
Nathan ordered me to walk around and move my arms and
turn so that he could see how the top would react to my
movements. In just those few moves walking around my
laundry room my breasts were exposed several times. He
was satisfied.
We went back to my room and I got my shoes on and then
we headed for Terrill's house to drop him off.
After Terrill got out Nathan ordered me to drive to the
Goodwill store. As I was driving he reached over and
exposed my breasts. He said, "I expect those things are
going to be peeking out a lot today. I want you to
ignore them. Just make believe you don't know they are
out. If I want you to cover them up I'll let you know."
It was starting.
I drove to the store and parked out front. Nathan said,
"Cover them up now. But once we get inside you just
forget all about them."
I followed Nathan into the store and we went directly
to the racks of used women's dresses. He started going
through the racks looking for...actually, I didn't know
what he was looking for. I just knew that I wasn't
going to like it.
There weren't very many people in the store but we were
attracting quite a bit of attention. People seemed to
notice a black teenager selecting slutty clothing for a
slightly older white woman.
Nathan handed me several dresses and told me to hold
them up so he could get an idea how they would look on
me. It didn't take long before one of my breasts was
exposed. I did what he said. I tried to make believe
that I wasn't aware of it.
I seemed to be the only person in the store that wasn't
aware of it. Two men who were looking through men's
clothes nearby came over and watched and a couple who
had been shopping on the next aisle turned the corner
and saw me and came to a stop. The men were black men
in their thirties. They were dressed kind of shabbily
and I suppose they bought all of their clothes here.
The couple was white and in their fifties. They were
both kind of plump but neat and clean. They stopped
when they saw me and I saw the woman poke her husband
and point to my exposed breast. His face lit up like a
lantern when he saw my breast. They didn't even try to
disguise it. They just stood there and stared openly.
Nathan nodded at them and smiled and said, "I'm just
looking for some sexy outfits for my bitch. Maybe you'd
like to help?"
I was shocked when they laughed and the woman said,
"Sure, we'd love to help! Come on Harry! Let's help the
boy find some clothes for his bitch." They laughed and
started going through the racks and the woman asked,
"What size does she wear?"
Nathan grinned and said, "Tight."
They laughed again and I told them my size. The men had
overheard that exchange and volunteered to join in the
fun and the next thing I knew all five of them were
scouring the racks for the sluttiest clothes that they
could find.
Nathan rejected four out of five of the things that
they selected. Some were actually too slutty, to my
relief. I was surprised that he thought anything was
too slutty. Some were too conservative. I ended up with
a dozen outfits to try on. Most of them were short,
tight dresses with unbelievably deep cleavage, but
there were some miniskirts and sexy blouses too.
When they had finished scouring the racks we went over
to the changing rooms against the far wall. The two men
and the couple thought they were going to see how I
looked in the clothes they had picked out. They were
going to see a lot more than that.
Nathan picked out an empty fitting room and handed me a
dress. Then he held the door open and ordered me to try
on the dress while he stood there holding the door
open. There were smiles all around, except for me of
course, as I undressed and tried on the dress they had
selected. By the time I was going through the third
change of clothing there was a crowd of somewhere in
the neighborhood of a dozen people watching. I tried
not to look up. I didn't want to see them. I didn't
want to look anyone in the eye and see what they
thought of me.
Nathan liked everything and except for a couple of
dresses which he said would have to be altered slightly
they all fit. As I tried on each dress or each skirt
and blouse I tried to imagine wearing them to school.
They were all suggestive, if not outright revealing and
I was certain that by tomorrow afternoon I would be in
the principal's office being lectured on what was
proper attire to wear to work in a high school.
When I had tried everything on and modeled each outfit
for the assembled crowd I put my original outfit back
on and we went to the checkout counter.
The man behind the counter was smiling like crazy as he
rang up my new clothes. The total cost was only a
little over a hundred dollars and I was relieved that I
didn't have to go out and earn more money to pay for
them.
The man behind the counter said, "This has been the
most excitement I have ever had in here. Please come
back any time folks."
I walked behind Nathan carrying my new clothes out to
the car. I tossed them in the back seat and we got in
and I really hoped that we were going home. I probably
should have known better.
We went back to Jamie's house and Nathan left me in the
car and went inside. After a few minutes he stepped out
onto the porch and waved me inside. I locked the car
and went in.
There wasn't the crowd that had been there yesterday.
Jamie was there and another boy I had not seen before
and an adult male that I realized right away was
Jamie's father.
When I entered all eyes fell on me and the man said,
"So, you are the slut that bought my daughter's
clothes."
His eyes moved over my body and he said, "Don't look
like your built to fill them out very well."
Nathan chuckled and said, "Strip bitch. I decided to
see if some of Kysha's underwear would fit you. I don't
normally like my bitches to wear underwear but if she
has something sexy it might be fun to show you off in."
I was way past arguing. I undressed quickly and when I
was naked Nathan pushed me over in front of Jamie's
father. The old guy sat up and ran his large, rough
hands over me and just as one of his fingers was shoved
up inside of my pussy I saw one of the younger girls
from yesterday come out of a back room with a handful
of panties.
The girl, who I had decided was Jamie's younger sister,
came out and dropped the handful of panties in her
father's lap and went over and sat down in a nearby
chair to watch.
The old man fingered me for a little longer and then he
sat back and handed me a pair of panties.
The idea of trying on some girl's underwear made me
very uncomfortable. Doing it in front of her entire
family was even worse. I straightened out the lacy
little panty he had handed me and stepped into it and
pulled it up over my ass. Nathan pushed me closer to
the old man again and after he had run his hands over
my body through his daughter's underwear Nathan sent me
over to the couch to let Jamie see how they fit.
I did the same thing for each of the eight
undergarments and when I had tried them all on the old
man said, "You can have them, if I can fuck your
bitch."
Nathan smiled and said, "You have a deal!"
I expected to be taken into a back room and fucked. I
was shocked when the man stood up and pushed his pants
and shorts off right there in front of his two kids. He
grabbed me and pushed me to my knees and then he forced
his cock into my mouth. I started sucking and he stared
down at me as I took his cock down my throat.
The old guy gasped and said, "Shit! I ain't never had a
bitch do that before!"
His cock wasn't that big. It was kind of fat but it was
only about seven inches long and it went down my throat
easily. He groaned and then he turned to his young
daughter and said, "Come over here baby. Check this
out."
The girl got up and came over and watched from not much
more than a foot away as I sucked her father's cock. I
noticed a couple of alarming things. First, that she
had obviously seen his cock before and second, that she
was actually curious about the way that I was sucking
it. I had a feeling I knew why this family was so
fucked up.
The old man pushed my head away and turned to Nathan
and said, "Not bad! I never would have guessed she
could suck a cock like that, not to look at her."
He turned his attention back to me and ordered me to
turn around and get down on my hands and knees. As soon
as I was in place he dropped down behind me and shoved
his fat cock into my pussy.
I just let my head hang down and closed my eyes,
waiting for it to end. I guess that Nathan offered my
mouth to Jamie while his father was fucking me because
moments later he was kneeling at my face. He pulled my
head up by my hair and his hard cock was right in my
face. I wet my lips and took his cock in my mouth and
started sucking.
At first all of my attention was focused on sucking
Jamie's cock but I saw movement and glanced to the side
to see Nathan fucking the fourteen or fifteen year old
girl. I felt sorry for her but she didn't seem to mind.
In fact, she seemed to be enjoying it. She was about
five feet away and on her hands and knees facing us
with Nathan fucking her from behind. I noticed her
immature breasts. I had never seen a black girl naked
before. She had a very nice, very slender body. Her
nipples were dark black and stood out against her light
brown skin. For just a moment I felt sorrier for her
than I did for myself. At least I had not had my
childhood taken from me.
I didn't have a lot of time to watch her though. Jamie
began to fuck my mouth violently and then he pulled my
head tight to his stomach and I could feel his cock
throb as he shot his sperm down my throat.
He had come in a very short amount of time but he held
me like that with his cock down my throat while his
father continued to fuck me. His father lasted for a
very long time. I was really glad he hadn't been here
yesterday. I had been so sore when they brought me here
after getting raped at Cobb's. I would not have been
able to stand it if he had fucked me like this
yesterday.
After the old man finally came Jamie pulled his soft
cock out of my mouth and went to sit down nearby.
Nathan came over and shoved his slimy cock in my mouth
and I sucked him clean of the traces of his cum and the
young girl's vaginal secretions. It was disgusting, but
I was past objecting to anything Nathan made me do. Or
at least I seemed to be getting that way. It all still
bothered me. I just didn't see any point in fighting
him. I knew that I would lose.
It had not been a conscious decision. I didn't decide
that I would give up and go along with anything Nathan
and his friends wanted. I just didn't seem to have any
alternatives. I was trapped and I knew it. Surrender
seemed to be my only option.
I had cause to rethink that when the men all sat down
and I was ordered to lie on my back. As soon as I
obeyed some signal must have been given to the girl
because she came over and straddled my head with her
knees and bent down and began to lick my pussy eagerly!
I screamed and started to struggle until Nathan got up
and stood on my hair. I gasped in pain and looked up at
him. He just smiled that warm friendly smile of his and
said calmly, "That's not very polite bitch. I suggest
you return the favor."
I looked up at her dark gash and the streaks of white
cum beginning to dribble out of her. I tried to tell
myself that it didn't matter. In the last twenty-four
hours I had swallowed a lot of cum that had come out of
Nathan's cock. And a lot of other's besides. Cum was
cum after all. Still, I was looking up into a young
girl's pussy and the thought of touching it with my
tongue was making me ill.
She didn't seem to share my reservations. Her father
had just shot a load of cum in my pussy and she was
eating it out and even seemed to be enjoying herself! I
saw Nathan rest his foot on her ass and I knew he was
pressing down. Her pussy was getting closer and closer
to my mouth.
I knew I was going to lose again. So I surrendered
again. I stuck my tongue out and began licking the cum
trail that ran down her thigh. That was clean before
long and I stuck out my tongue tentatively and licked
her tight slit. She moaned in pleasure and I almost
envied her. I had felt that pleasure yesterday when
Nathan had first seduced me. I didn't feel it now
though. Now I just felt empty.
I began to be aware of what I was doing and what I was
sensing as I licked her young pussy clean. I found that
except for the results of her recent fucking she was
clean and what I was doing was actually not that
unpleasant. Her scent was slightly musky and if my life
was not laying about me in shambles I might have even
enjoyed this once I got over the shock of what I was
doing. I thought the sensations of her tongue on my
pussy were pleasant. I just couldn't enjoy the
circumstances. There was too much fear, too much dread
in my life. I had read that sex was a good treatment
for stress. I didn't think I would live long enough to
have enough sex to relieve all of this stress. But I
had no doubt that Nathan was going to do his best to
squeeze as much sex into my life as he possibly could.
The young girl began to grind her pussy against my lips
as I licked her and at the same time she began to eat
my pussy with much more enthusiasm. I knew I was not
going to have an orgasm, even though it felt good and
so I concentrated on getting her off and getting this
over with.
I put my hands up and grabbed the cheeks of her butt
and held her against my mouth and I used my tongue on
her the way Nathan had done it to me yesterday. I
licked her all over and then I started licking and
sucking on her little clit and that put her over the
top. She stopped eating me and her head came up as she
grunted and moaned and her entire body became rigid as
she had an orgasm.
Nathan finally put a stop to it after that and the girl
got up. I sat on the floor and waited for Nathan to
tell me what to do.
The girl went and sat on her father's lap and I watched
in disgust as he wrapped his arms around her and sat
there holding his daughter's breasts and pussy while he
talked with his son and Nathan.
A few minutes later Nathan tossed me a small, lacy g-
string and told me to put it on. I stood up and they
all watched me step into the small panty and pull it
up. It only just barely covered my slit. A little bit
of my pubic hair stuck out over the top of the tiny
thing. The back was just a piece of string that went up
between the cheeks of my butt.
Nathan liked the look and he ordered me to put my shoes
on. Then he stood up and with my skirt and top and the
other seven panties in his hands he headed for the
door. He probably thought I would object to going
outside like this. I wasn't happy about it. But a lot
had happened to break me down since yesterday morning.
I shrugged mentally and followed him out into the
street in just my g-string.
I was nearly out the door before I remembered my purse.
I turned back and got that and then I rushed after
Nathan who was half way to the car. I hurried to open
the car doors and he tossed the clothes he was carrying
into the back seat.
As I walked quickly down the sidewalk towards my car I
saw a dozen people outside in their yards or walking
down the sidewalk staring at me in astonishment. I
would probably be more upset if we were doing this in
my neighborhood but it was still a pretty uncomfortable
feeling being all but naked on a quiet neighborhood
street like this.
As I walked around into the street to get behind the
wheel of my car, a car full of young men went by and
their car came to a screeching halt and then backed up
recklessly until the men were right beside me.
There were so many loud, rude comments pouring out of
their car that it was just a jumble of rude sound. I
ignored them and hurriedly got in my car and as soon as
Nathan got in I started the car and drove away as
calmly as possible.
I drove down the street slowly, waiting for Nathan to
tell me where I was going. It was now early in the
afternoon but the day was beginning to wind down and I
had some questions I felt I had to ask him. I just
didn't want to ask him when we were in the car.
Actually, I didn't want to ask him at all. I didn't
want to hear his answers. But I had to know what was
going to be required of me in the immediate future. I
had to know what was going to happen when my husband
came home tonight.
In the absence of directions from Nathan I headed for
my house. I tried not to think about what was going to
happen when I got there. I drove in silence and fifteen
minutes later I pulled into my driveway and shut the
car off. Nathan got out and said, "Get your clothes out
of the back and bring them inside."
I watched him walk up and unlock my door and go inside.
I looked around and I saw as many people outside their
homes and moving around in their yards or walking down
the sidewalks as I had seen when we left Jamie's house
fifteen minutes ago.
I was aware that I was being watched because of Nathan
and because of what I had been wearing since yesterday.
I steeled myself and got out of my car and opened the
back door. I bent over and I knew that from the back I
looked as though I was naked. Hell, I might as well
have been naked.
There were no catcalls. There were no screeching tires.
There was no mob of pitchfork wielding neighbors. But I
felt dozens of eyes watching my every move as I
gathered my new clothes and then walked rapidly toward
my front door.
I was only halfway there when my neighbor from across
the street came over and asked, "Hey Amanda! Do you
need some help with that?"
I turned to look in Bill's smiling face and thanked him
for his kind offer but I kept walking. He came to a
stop and watched me all the way into my house.
I went inside and pushed my door closed. Nathan was
coming out of the kitchen with a beer in his hand which
reminded me that we had to talk. I took my armful of
clothes to the laundry room and when I got back to the
living room I said, "Nathan, we need to talk. I need to
know what is going to happen. My husband will be home
soon. He is going to see that beer and wine and my new
clothes. What do I tell him?"
Nathan smiled and put his beer down. He dropped his
pants and kicked them off and then he sat down and
pointed to the floor between his widespread legs.
I went to him and dropped to my knees and leaned down
and took his cock into my mouth. I started to suck but
he stopped me and said, "Just hold it in your mouth for
now."
He looked down at me, obviously enjoying the way I
looked with his big cock in my mouth. He sipped at his
beer for a few minutes and then he asked, "What time
does your husband get home?"
I told him I expected him home a little after seven.
He said, "I was going to give you a few days to try and
soften him up, but I guess we might as well go ahead
and get this over with."
His cock was beginning to grow in my mouth and he said,
"I guess you might as well suck me off and then we can
talk about your husband. Don't use your throat this
time. Suck me off just like you did the first time."
I began sucking the first two or three inches of his
cock and using my tongue to tease the underside of it
on my down strokes and twirling it around the head on
my back strokes. At the same time I wrapped my right
hand around his shaft and began stroking his cock while
my left hand gently cupped and teased his large, hairy
testicles.
He watched me for several minutes and then he let his
head rest on the back of the couch and he closed his
eyes and several minutes later I felt him tensing up
and getting close. I tightened my grip on his shaft and
sped up my strokes and when I felt the first spurt of
cum strike the roof of my mouth I pulled my head back
and held just the head of his cock between my tightly
closed lips.
I swallowed his cum as it came out of his cock and when
he was finished I stopped stroking his shaft and just
held his cock carefully in my mouth as it softened. A
few more drops of cum oozed out onto my tongue as his
cock went soft and I held them in my mouth until he
pushed me away. I swallowed the last few drops then and
sat up on my heels.
After another minute or two Nathan took another large
gulp from his beer can and sent me to the kitchen for
another. I got to my feet and fetched his beer and he
pointed back down to the floor at his feet.
When he had had a few swallows of his fresh beer he
said, "Tell me about your husband."
I wasn't sure what he meant. I didn't know if he meant
what did Dennis look like, what sort of person was he,
boxers or briefs, I didn't know what to say.
I thought about it and described him first. "Dennis is
five feet, eleven inches tall and weighs one hundred
and fifty-five pounds. He is kind of thin. He is very
smart and works for an engineering firm here in town.
He is very religious. He doesn't want sex a lot. Not
like you and your friends. We make love once every week
or two. He thinks most of the things you like are a
sin. He would never consider oral sex or sex with two
girls. He always gets on top. I don't think he has ever
put his finger on or in my pussy and if he touches my
breast it usually an accident. And I am embarrassed to
admit it, but he is kind of a bigot too."
Nathan had been watching me describe my husband with a
look of disbelief on his face. When I mentioned that
Dennis was a bigot though, he began to smile.
He asked, "Do you love him?"
I quickly responded, "Yes! I love him very much!"
Nathan shook his head and said, "Damned if I can see
why! He isn't like you at all."
I blushed and said, "He is like I was before you came
here."
He looked at me and after a second or two he said,
"Yeah, I guess you were pretty uptight."
Nathan thought about it for a few minutes and said, "I
guess I might as well take care of this tonight."
He stopped talking and my terror was growing as the
imminence of the end of my life as a happy housewife
and high school counselor pressed down on me like a
weight. I saw only one way for this to end. Dennis
would come home and confront Nathan. Nathan would throw
us both out and I would be homeless, followed closely
by unemployed. I couldn't see past that point in time,
but the future looked black.
I tried to ask Nathan what he was going to do, what he
was going to say. He was much larger than my husband
and could obviously beat the crap out of him. But
Dennis need only make one call to the police and I had
no doubt that the cops would help him throw me and
Nathan out in a heartbeat.
Nathan ignored my questions and told me to shut up. I
sighed and sat quietly for a few minutes. He didn't
give me any more orders so I went to the laundry room
and washed my new outfits. When I they had all been
washed and dried and hung up I went out and made a
light supper. I had not planned on feeding Nathan
supper this evening but I had no appetite still and he
ate most of what I prepared.
While I was cleaning up the kitchen it struck me that
Nathan had not been home or called anyone since he had
arrived here yesterday morning. I wondered what kind of
home life had produced a boy like this. He was
intelligent, but he was devious and cruel. I think that
there was more than a little sadist in him. He was
certainly taking pleasure from being cruel to me.
Humiliating me seemed to come natural to him and he had
certainly gone to a lot of effort to do that as well.
I don't know what he did when he wasn't in school or
tormenting me. He didn't seem interested in television
unless there was a movie starring me being shown. He
didn't read. Was tormenting women his only form of
entertainment?
After we ate and I had finished the laundry there was
only about an hour before my husband was expected home.
Nathan ordered me to suck his cock again and after I
had gotten him hard he ordered me to lie on my back in
the middle of the rug and he fucked me violently. It
took him a long time to reach orgasm and he was being
particularly brutal this time. He was slamming his cock
into me so hard that I grunted and moved across the rug
with each stroke.
I looked up at him several times as he raped me there
on the carpet and the look of pleasure on his face
disturbed me because I was just as certain as I could
be that what was turning him on was the idea of ruining
my life.
It lasted nearly half an hour and I was bruised and
sore when he finally finished. He got up after a moment
and then inched up over my body on his knees and forced
his cock into my mouth so that I could clean him.
When I had sucked his cock clean and licked up the cock
cream from his balls and his upper thighs he stood up
and ordered me to stay where I was and not to move
until he ordered me to.
I could look down over my sweaty body and between my
widespread legs and see my front door. He wanted my
freshly fucked body to be the first thing that Dennis
saw when he opened the door.
I leaned my head back down on the floor and closed my
eyes and I wept quietly for everything that I was about
to lose. I still had tears running down my cheeks when
I heard the door open ten minutes later.