Part IV β Rock Bottom
"Jim, I need to go home and feed my cat." I pleaded.
He looked at me with utter contempt. After a long minute he finally said, "OK, but be back here at 6. You might as well clean up a bit too." He turned and strode purposely to the bedroom. Returning, he handed me a see through shorty nightgown. "When you come back, be wearing thisβ¦nothing else."
I nodded and moved towards the door. Once outside, I stopped shaking and almost ran to the elevator. I drove home and let myself in. Thankfully, noone had really seen me as I was still a mess. Rube, my cat, was very glad to see me. I collapsed on the kitchen floor and broke into heaving sobs. How could I have let this happen? I vowed never to return, no matter the consequences.
After I fed Rube, I took a long hot shower. I dressed in some flannel PJs and crawled into bed. I fell into a deep sleep.
I was rudely awakened by a hand shaking me roughly. "Wake up you cunt. I knew I couldn't trust you." Jim was hovering over me. How had he gotten in? My face must have registered my shock. He grinned and held up a copy of my key he must have made. My heart sank.
He threw off the covers and yelled, "Get your ass out of bed and put on what I told you to wear. I want you in the living room in five minutes." Abruptly, he turned and strode from the room.
Like an automaton, I got up from the bed and slipped out of my PJs and into the nighty he had given me. I then went into my living room. I wasn't expecting what greeted me. There were seven men besides Jim in my home.
They were all shapes, sizes and age. But they had one thing in common, they were all naked. I started to turn from the room, but Jim grabbed my arm and roughly shoved me into the center of the group. I opened my mouth to protest when Jim backhanded me across the mouth, knocking me to the floor, I tasted warm blood in my mouth.