Chapter Four
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Nathan decided that he would rather go out to eat and
he suggested that I take Terrill to my room and take a
shower with him. While I was doing that he was going to
find me something to wear and we would go get a
hamburger somewhere.
I led Terrill down the hall to my bedroom with Nathan
following close behind. I went into the bathroom and
turned the water on in the shower. I sat on the toilet
and let a large amount of fresh cum drain out of me.
Then I peed and wiped myself.
By then the water was hot and Terrill and I got into
the large glass enclosed walk-in shower. Terrill
reached up and aimed the water away from us and pushed
me to my knees. I thought he wanted me to suck his cock
again and I started to suggest that we either wait
until after our shower or turn the water off.
I totally misunderstood what he had in mind. I had just
begun to speak when a jet of hot piss shot out of his
cock and hit me right in the face!
I screamed and started to try to stand up and get away
from him. He held me down with a handful of my hair and
stood in front of me and pissed all over me. I heard
Nathan chuckle. He must have come in to see what I was
screaming about. I had my eyes closed tightly though
and I couldn't see him.
Terrill directed the stream of piss down onto my
breasts from time to time, but most of it hit me right
in my face. When the first spurt had sprayed into my
face and surprised me I had been just starting to speak
and I had gotten some of it in my mouth. After that,
and until he finished I kept my mouth tightly closed.
But I had the bitter taste of his piss in my mouth now
and I kept shuddering in revulsion.
I had been shocked earlier when Nathan had pissed on my
pussy. But it had been exciting. It had felt good as
that hot liquid sprayed on my clit. This was just
degrading. He was only doing it to debase and humiliate
me. It definitely had that effect. What was even more
embarrassing was that it was starting to turn me on.
Not at first. But as I calmed down and resigned myself
to my fate as it were, the stream of hot urine, or the
idea of what was being done to me, began to turn me on.
I didn't let on though. If he had realized it I would
have been even more embarrassed.
The stream finally began to diminish and then I felt
the head of his cock pressing against my lips. I
groaned in fear as I relaxed my jaw and he forced his
cock into my mouth. As soon as his cock entered my
mouth the thing that I feared occurred. The last few
small streams of hot piss shot out of his cock and into
my mouth.
I finally managed to pull my head free and I doubled
over and gagged and choked and spit out the vile
liquid. I fought to keep from throwing up and finally
managed to get my stomach under control.
Terrill watched me for a minute as I struggled to
control my stomach and then I felt the hot water from
the shower wash over me and I turned my face up and let
it wash the piss out of my eyes and off of my face. I
finally struggled to my feet and I leaned back against
the glass and forced myself to stop crying and to
relax.
Terrill only gave me a minute or two to compose myself
before he pulled me close and put his soapy arms around
me and began to use my body wash to soap my body up and
slide his hands over me. As he washed me he said, "You
are going to have to stop being so sensitive teach. Sex
is supposed to be dirty. The nastier it is and the more
it hurts the better it is. You like it that way too, I
can tell. You just have to realize that you aren't
really the prim little bitch you always thought you
were. Once you realize what a slut you are you'll be a
lot happier."
I knew he was wrong. I wasn't that way at all. Well,
maybe a little, but not the way he meant. Not to the
degree he wanted to take me. I didn't bother to try to
argue with him though. It isn't like it mattered what I
thought about all of this.
After he was finished washing me I did the same for
him, just like I had done for Nathan earlier. It wasn't
the same though. I guess because I had feelings for
Nathan. I don't think I liked Terrill very much.
After we dried off I brushed my teeth and got the bad
taste out of my mouth. Then I went out into the
bedroom. Nathan was dressed and Terrill had gone out to
the living room to put his clothes on too.
Nathan handed me a slip and told me to put it on. It
was a short, white, lacy slip that I wore under my
clothes when I was wearing a thin blouse or a short
dress. It only came down a couple of inches below my
crotch and the last couple of inches were a lace
pattern that matched the lace that covered my breasts.
It was a very pretty, very sexy garment and it was one
of my favorites. When I wore it though, I always wore
it with a bra under it and a dress or a skirt and
blouse over it.
When I had it on Nathan smiled and said, "Very hot! I
like it."
Then he pointed down at the high heels he had selected
for me and told me to put them on.
I said, "I need to get dressed first Nathan."
He smiled and said, "Silly bitch! You are dressed. Put
the shoes on and do what you're told."
I looked down at my breasts. You didn't have to look
all that hard to see my nipples. I glanced down and saw
that it didn't take any effort to be able to make out
what remained of my bright red patch of pubic hair
either.
I looked back at Nathan with a look of horror on my
face. He expected me to leave the house like this!
I shook my head and backed away from him. As I backed
away I said, "Oh no Nathan. I can't, I can't go out
like this. I just can't!"
Nathan didn't move and his expression never changed. He
spoke in a calm but firm voice. "You are new at this so
I am going to give you a warning. I don't usually do
that so you know I have feelings for you bitch. From
now on you dress the way I tell you to dress. You do
what I tell you to do. You don't have to like it. In
fact it amuses me when you are doing things that you
don't like to do. But you don't ever refuse to do
anything that I tell you to do. There are consequences
for refusing, or even just hesitating long enough to
piss me off. Now put the damned shoes on bitch. Don't
make me tell you again."
This entire day, since Nathan had arrived had been one
mad roller coaster ride. I had done things, and allowed
him to do things that were totally out of character and
to be honest I had enjoyed it. Or at least I had
enjoyed a lot of it. It had been the most exciting few
hours of my life. But it was an aberration.
I was starting to come to my senses now and I said,
"Nathan, I care for you. That is why I have spent so
much time trying to help you. But I never should have
done the things we did today. I was weak and I'm sorry
if I led you on or gave you the wrong impression. It
was a huge mistake and I'm sorry. But it has to end
now. You have to leave now. I should never have invited
you into my home. It was a mistake. Please, take
Terrill and go now. I would appreciate it if neither of
you mentioned this again. Please go, now."
Nathan merely smiled and took a couple of steps towards
me. He put his finger under my chin and lifted my face
up until our eyes met. In a quiet voice he said, "For
an intelligent woman you can be such a dumb cunt. I
just gave you a warning and in the next breath you
refuse me. Now I am going to have to punish you."
I shook my head and tried to step back away from him
again but he grabbed a handful of my hair and held me
close and continued speaking. "You are going to have to
accept that your life just changed drastically. Take a
minute to think about that movie out there in the
camera. The one we watched this morning that shows you
seducing a minor and spending a couple of hours having
sex with a sixteen year old in your living room while
your husband is out of town. Think about it bitch. What
happens when someone shows that to the principal and
the members of the school board?"
I was crying softly now but I continued to stare into
Nathan's eyes and let him paint a horrible picture of
my future if I didn't obey him.
Nathan continued, "First you get arrested. Next you get
fired. Your husband will kick you out of the house so
fast you will be lucky if he gives you time to pack
your clothes. So now you are homeless and unemployed
and unemployable."
"But it doesn't end there, does it bitch? What happens
when daddy runs for re-election? That movie starts
going around again and questions about your old man's
sex offender daughter come out. You know what a lot of
people are going to wonder? They are going to wonder if
daddy was a child molester. How else would his daughter
become one?"
"I'd say that your daddy's career was pretty much over.
I suppose you will have to go and live with your
parents and try to find a job somewhere. But you know
what your mother is going to be wondering? The same
thing everyone else is. Did daddy fuck his little
girl?"
"I imagine your father-in-law will be able to avoid
most of the bad publicity. After all, by the time he
runs for Governor his son will have divorced your ass
and he will try to ignore any references to his
daughter-in-law the child molester. It probably
wouldn't have much impact on his chances. At least, it
won't unless it's a close race."
"But that isn't the end of it bitch. Those pictures
will be floating around on the internet for the rest of
your life. Pictures of you making love to a teenage
black boy, pictures of you sucking my cock and fucking
me, they will haunt you for the rest of your life. A
lot of people get off on that kind of thing you know.
Those pictures will be famous. Everyone that knows you
will download them out of curiosity. Before long,
everyone that sees you will have seen you naked. Not
just naked either, naked and sucking my big black
cock."
I collapsed to the floor and covered my face and cried
hysterically. The enormity of my lack of judgment
wasn't just washing over me. It was being used to club
me into submission.
I don't know how long I lay there on the floor crying.
I am not normally a person that does a lot of crying. I
had probably cried more today than I had all the rest
of my life. I guess I wasn't down there for all that
long because Nathan would have gotten tired of it
before long.
He never said a word though. He sat down on the foot of
my bed and waited for me to stop crying and calm down.
When I finally wiped my eyes and sat up he tossed me a
couple of tissues and asked, "Have you got that out of
your system now? I'm only going to put up with just so
much of that shit bitch."
The word bitch was really starting to grate on me. The
first time he had called me a bitch it had been kind of
exciting in a kinky sort of way. Now it was just a slap
in the face each time he used it.
After I dried my eyes and blew my nose he reached down
and pulled me to my feet. He looked at me and said, "Go
fix your face. You look like shit. When you are done,
come back out here and put your shoes on. Don't take a
lot of time, I'm getting hungry."
I went back into my bathroom and washed my face in cold
water. Except for a little lipstick I don't wear
makeup. I just brushed my hair and once my color
started to return to normal I looked alright.
I went back out and slipped my shoes on. I looked at
myself in the mirror on my closet door and I could not
believe that I was actually going to leave the house
like this. I looked like a prostitute! Come to think of
it, I felt like a prostitute.
When I was ready Nathan stood up and I followed him out
to the living room. Terrill was out there watching the
recording he had made of me and Nathan and when he saw
us coming out he said to Nathan, "I thought I might be
able to film some close-ups and splice them in but I
think it would be easier to just re-shoot the whole
thing. It would be best to use two close-up cameras
though. We could get Doc to operate one of them. What
do you think?"
Nathan didn't seem to care one way or the other. He
just nodded his head and said, "Yeah, whatever. I want
to keep this one though. Don't erase it. Her reactions
were perfect. Make me and her both a DVD of it."
I was guided out to the driveway. Nathan handed me my
purse on the way out and I guess they had already taken
my house key out. I heard Terrill locking my door
behind us.
I glanced around and saw that several of my neighbors
were working in their yards. I saw them look up and see
me coming out of my house with two young black men and
it was obviously that I was not dressed to go out. My
husband and I were both very conservative people. They
had to know that I would never leave the house like
this. No one said a word though. I noticed that the
people that might normally wave to me looked away. It
was as if they knew that they had caught me doing
something bad.
I went around and got in the driver's seat. I unlocked
the passenger doors and Nathan got in front. Terrill
got in the back. I started the car and waited for
Nathan to tell me where we were going.
Nathan said, "Come on bitch, let's go."
I backed out of the driveway and as I pulled away from
my house he said, "Drive down Central to Willow and
turn left."
I never went into that part of town. Not many white
people did if they could avoid it. It was what was
considered the poor side of town. Most of the
businesses in that area had closed. They got tired of
getting broken into or robbed. I didn't know of any
restaurants in that area. I don't know where Nathan was
planning to eat.
After I turned onto Willow we drove past the low income
housing and the vacant shops and he told me to slow
down. As we came up on a small alley he ordered me to
turn in and I drove halfway down the alley and parked
in front of a rundown old house in desperate need of a
paint job.
I looked at the house. I knew that this wasn't where
either of these boys lived. I spotted a hand lettered
sign on a piece of cardboard in the front window. It
said, "Cobb's Café," and underneath that it said,
"Open."
We got out and I locked the doors and followed Nathan
down a dirt path beside the house and into the back
yard. There were a dozen tables out in the yard. Most
of them had a few old men sitting down and drinking
beer and playing dominos or checkers. I only saw one
other female. She was sitting with three boys. I didn't
know them but I remembered seeing them around the
school.
Everyone looked up when we stepped into the yard and
the loud chatter we had heard as we approached came to
a complete and sudden stop. It was as if someone had
flipped a switch and everyone stopped talking all at
once.
Nathan and Terrill spoke to some of the people as we
made our way to a table. They got a response from the
people that they spoke to, but everyone was gawking at
me. It wasn't just that I was probably the only white
person in this part of town. I think the fact that I
was nearly naked had a lot to do with the looks that I
was getting.
We sat down and I tried to adjust my slip so that I was
as covered as possible but Nathan said, "Leave it."
I tried to pull my seat under the table but he shook
his head. More than anything I didn't want to look. I
didn't want to know how exposed I was. I couldn't help
myself. Not knowing was even worse. I looked down and
saw that my slip had risen up enough when I sat down
that some of my pubic hair was exposed. There were only
two tables that were positioned so that the customers
could see me. At one of them sat three old men playing
dominos. The other would just have to be the table with
the four students from the high school.
I knew I wouldn't go unrecognized. Not with my bright
red hair. I heard a murmur as people started talking
quietly but then one of the boys said, "Son of a bitch!
That's Mrs. Hall, the counselor at school!"
Busted!
Nathan was staring at me and grinning. He said, "I
guess that sexy slip wasn't much of a disguise, was
it?"
I just glowered at him. There was no way that word of
this wasn't going to get all over school on Monday. I
started to say something to Nathan but one look at his
smiling face told me that there was nothing that I
could say to get me out of here. There was certainly no
way to take back being seen in this cafe with these two
boys while wearing my lacy slip. And there was no way
that anyone was going to look at me and not know that
this was not a dress, it was obviously underwear. Of
course, the fact that my vagina was exposed would
probably cause a stir too.
I watched the buzz of conversation move around from
table to table. All I could think was, "My life is
over."
One of the boys and the girl from the nearby table got
up and came over. The two kids stood in front of me and
stared at me for a second before the girl said, "God!
What a fucking cunt! Jesus Nathan, how did you know she
was such a slut? I thought she was a fucking prude."
Nathan said, "She was a fucking prude. I decided to
bring a little love into her life. I thought she looked
pretty hot and any bitch that hot really oughta be a
slut. So I went over to her house today and started
giving her lessons. Can you believe the bitch never
sucked a cock until this morning?!"
The girl laughed derisively and said, "No shit?! How'd
she do when you gave her the chance?"
Nathan said, "Her first blowjob was pretty piss poor.
But Terrill got her broken in pretty good. He had to
get a little rough, but once he got that big cock of
his down her throat she did okay."
The girl asked, "Did you pick out her outfit for her
Nathan? She's going to be pretty popular around here
with her pussy showing like that."
Nathan replied, "Yeah. I looked through her clothes to
find something sexy and shit, she dresses like my
grandmother! I don't know what I'm going to do about
her clothes. She needs a whole closet full of new
shit."
One of the other boys had come up behind the first two
and he was looking down at my pussy as Nathan and the
girl talked.
He said, "I know where you might be able to find some
clothes you like for her."
Nathan looked up at him and he went on to say,
"Remember Kysha? She's Jamie's older sister. She just
got sentenced for the third time for dealing. By the
time she gets out you know none of that stuff is gonna
fit her. If you want any of it I bet Jamie would sell
you some of her shit cheap. Her little sister can't
wear it."
I shuddered at the thought of wearing the used clothes
left behind by some drug dealing slut. I could just
imagine what kind of slutty clothes she might have
worn.
Nathan looked at me and said, "I don't know man. The
bitch's tits and ass are pretty small. I don't know if
Kysha's shit will fit her. I guess we could take her
over there later and see. Do you have Jamie's number?"
The kid nodded and said, "Yeah, I'll see if I can set
it up."
The three students went back to their table and an old
man came out and delivered a couple of plates of food
to a nearby table. As soon as he put their food down he
came over and said, "Hey boys, what can I..."
He must have been pretty surprised to see a white woman
sitting at one of his tables. But when he came over to
our table and he saw that my vagina was exposed it
apparently took his breath away. He stopped speaking
and stared for a long time before he looked up with an
evil grin and said, "What can I get for you folks?"
Nathan said, "Three hamburgers, three fries and three
beers Cobb. Put it on one tab. The bitch will pay."
Cobb stared a moment longer and then, with a huge grin
on his face he turned and went back inside.
As soon as he walked away I tried to remember if I had
any money. I don't carry much cash on me. I leaned over
and said to Nathan, "I'm not sure how much cash I have
on me Nathan."
I knew that Cobb didn't take debit cards in his
backyard café. He didn't have any qualms about exposed
sex organs or serving drinks to minors, so I was pretty
sure that I wasn't going to find this place listed with
the Better Business Bureau and I was pretty sure he
didn't take plastic. Or at least if he did, he didn't
give it back.
Nathan said, "Don't worry, if you don't have enough I'm
pretty sure we can work something out."
I sighed and looked away. Even as naïve as I was I was
pretty sure that I knew what that meant. I looked back
at Nathan and his cold, smiling face and wondered how I
could have misjudged him so badly all of this time. He
must have been putting on an act from the very
beginning. How could anyone be that devious?!
Cobb came back out with the beers and gave us each one.
I don't drink and I was torn between telling Nathan
that and the desire to deaden my fear and humiliation
with the effects of the alcohol.
Nathan took away my decisions though. "Drink up bitch.
You need to lighten up a little. You're starting to
bring me down with that sad face."
I picked up the beer and took a sip. I almost spit it
out. It was horrible! How could people drink this? I
heard Nathan, Terrill and several of the people around
us chuckle at my obvious reaction to the taste of the
beer.
I steeled myself and took another sip and then another
and pretty soon it was tolerable. It still tasted like
shit, but I was getting used to it.
I'm pretty sure that I remained the major topic of
interest for the rest of the afternoon, but eventually
conversations got started up again and people returned
to their games. Every once in a while someone would
leave and someone would come in but the number of
customers stayed pretty constant.
From time to time someone would stop by the table and
check out my exposed pussy and when they got close
enough they would be able to see that my breasts were
all but exposed through the lacy cups that covered
them.
I was well into my second beer when Cobb finally
brought our burgers out. I never drank alcohol before
and I hadn't eaten anything today so I was starting to
feel the effects by the time the food came. I wasn't
reeling drunk or anything. I did feel a little more
relaxed though.
The food was actually pretty good. They were big, thick
burgers on sesame seed buns and they weren't cooked
into an unrecognizable piece of inedible cardboard the
way you might get in a fast food restaurant. By the
time I finished my food and it had an opportunity to
get to my stomach and soak up some of the alcohol I
started feeling a little more normal, which is to say I
was very uncomfortable about being the only white woman
in a large group of black men and about being nearly
naked.
We ate our food and finished our beers and Cobb came
over to see if we wanted anything else. Nathan shook
his head and Cobb looked at me and said, "Burgers are
five bucks each, beers are two-fifty. That comes to
thirty dollars."
I picked my purse up and opened it. I was almost
certain that I didn't have that much and I was pretty
nervous. I dug my wallet out and opened it and when I
saw that I only had seven dollars I felt a wave of fear
wash over me. I pulled the bills out and held them up
and in a small voice I said, "That's all I have. I'm
sorry. I didn't know we were coming here."
Nathan's expression never changed. He still wore that
smile that was more of a mask than an indication of how
he felt. He said, "I'm not worried Amanda. I'm pretty
sure you can earn what you need to pay the tab."
I knew I wasn't going to like this.