"Well? Is that what happened?" Lisa asked, incredulously. "Did Kat really volunteer to be a slave and then confess her guilt to the ONE FUCKING WOMAN who could get the case reopened?"
"I'm sorry, Mom." Kat said quietly. "I was feeling guilty for how we, well, I treated Cheryl. I felt I deserved to be punished. I never intended it to go this far. I thought I'd be treated like a slave for a few weeks and then I wouldn't feel so guilty. Well that changed right away to a month. But ... uhh I don't know what to say. Maybe Lou can show you the videos they made to show how it all came down. But it was supposed to be ME getting punished not you. But when Ms Douglas saw me at a party naked with a metal collar on my neck she wanted to know why. Then she pressed hard for details. And I mean Hard! I had to tell the truth."
Lisa glared at her daughter, ignoring the others in the room. Everybody else but Clarice already knew the whole story. They had watched this chapter unfold. Clarice sat to one side and and silently watched this new drama. She suspected she would hear one interesting story.
"Of course I knew Ms Douglas would never let me stay in my position as your owner. She'd declare me incompetent. That was inevitable. I saw that in her eyes at my first meeting with her." Kat explained with tears in her eyes. " I knew Derek would wind up owning you... I just had no idea about the rest. It sort of just got away from me. Ms Douglas and that woman from the prosecutors office just took over when she heard about my meeting with Lou, Sarah and Derek that Friday." 'AND ME!," Cheryl offered from the side cheerfully. "They asked for details and questioned me and then asked for our phones. I could tell they were gonna push to enslave me for real, but I figured I'd get the same sentence as you,. Just four years. My main concern was whether I'd go on the block or if Derek would own me. I had no idea it would turn out like this!!"
"That is your problem." Lisa said, glaring at her daughter. "You DON'T think. Nobody told me shit about what happened while I was at slave camp. Rachael Dubois just came in and took me to court and the judge starts telling me all this stuff they found out about what I did and the new charges. I thought that Douglas woman had looked at you and said, 'Nope this girl can't handle a slave so how did all this go down?' I honestly figured she had a hard on for the case. That I got off too lightly and she wanted to really make me pay. So she went out of her way to go back over every little detail and nail me for anything else she could. I blamed her for being overzealous. Instead I find out you told every little thing that happened didn't you? I bet you answered questions, offered details and all until we were both screwed." Lisa shook her head. "Did you do it in writing or just on the video you mentioned? "
Kat's expression told her the answer. "Fuck! You did both. You could have just kept your mouth shut. Lou, can I read what she confessed to in writing or at least see the video? I know it won't change things. Yeah, we did it. We are guilty. We were cruel. I had no idea about the license stuff. But to add fourteen more years? That is so unfair!" Lou corrected her that the majority of that was the endangerment charge for shocking Cheryl from work and the neglect charge for not making sure she was okay after. "Yeah, which they determined after Kat spilled her guts and they examined our cell phones." Lisa added sourly.
"I see now I owe Cheryl an apology for a couple things" She turned to face Cheryl who sat with a smug look on her face. She was thoroughly enjoying Lisa's angst. "First is how I treated you Friday. Yeah, Wanda said you had to lick my pussy. But I honestly thought you were the reason I got nailed so bad in court. I figured that as a paralegal you put the bug in the prosecutor's ear to come after me. When you had to lick my pussy I wanted a little payback. I'm sorry I pissed in your mouth and threatened to hurt you to make you swallow it. I knew you had to do what you were told. That was just cruel. I'm sorry." Cheryl's expression turned from smugness to surprise this woman was actually apologizing.
"The next part is both an explanation and an apology." Lisa said. "When you caught Kat in bed with your husband, I would not have cared if you had beat the shit out of her. I would probably have praised what you did or even would have helped you. My EX, Kat's father cheated on me. I beat the woman's ass when I caught them. I mean I trounced the bitch into the ground. I not only beat her ass, I drug her into my bathroom and used my husband's beard trimmer to shave her head. She was the lowest person on Earth as far as I was concerned and I blamed her for ruining my life right along with my ex. Of course I kicked my husband out and divorced his ass. Kat knew full well how I feel about cheating. She knows how people suffer as a result.To have her be the cheating bitch this time seriously galled me. I really wanted to beat HER ass. And I would have whipped her butt raw if you had not poisoned her. You made her sick. I couldn't punish a sick person."
"I took it out on you for two reasons. You poisoned my daughter and made her sick. At first the doctors were not hopeful and said it might be a long term injury. I needed to punish you for that. Also, I so wanted to beat her ass for being a cheater but couldn't. She was sick. I took it all out on you. Were my thoughts fucked up? Yeah,undoubtedly." Lisa said, tears coursing down her face as she confessed. "Cheaters need to pay. I hate liars and cheaters. They deserve to be harshly punished."
"I heard you say I was always the bitch. Always needing to be in charge. You were talking about how I treated Kat when you two were roommates in college, right? I'm guessing you told everybody here how I was a domineering bitch." Lisa asked. Cheryl nodded, not sure what she could say. This whole conversation was already way beyond what she had thought possible.
"Well, let me tell you about Kat as she grew up. How I had to deal with her to keep her in line." Lisa said.
"NO, Mom! That is supposed to be private family business!" Kat wailed.
"You opened your mouth about family business and got me enslaved for life." Lisa said. "Yeah, I did it. All of it. I DIDN'T THINK IT SO BAD AT THE TIME, BITCH! I thought that you could treat a slave almost however you wanted as long as you did not kill him or her. You could have warned me right away. You could have told me to slow down. You didn't say a word at first." Lisa yelled at her daughter. "But you got me into this. You wanted transparency? Well they will know it ALL now so shut your trap."
"Alright, I was tough raising my family. I had to be." Lisa said. "My husband cheated on me. I kicked him out. Getting him to pay child support on time was a major fight. He rarely even contacted the kids. I had two teenage kids to raise. I had to work full time and then some just to make ends meet. So, I made house rules and beat butts when my rules were not followed. My son left when he hit eighteen. He joined the military. He did not like my rules but he followed them. Yeah, he cried more when I spanked him for the last time when he was seventeen from the embarrassment than from the pain of the spanking. But he manned up, usually did what he was told and rarely tested me. Kat did not 'woman up'. "
"Kat, I know now as a slave, you have no pubic hair. But tell these guys how much that fuzz on your crotch meant to you as a teen." Lisa said. Kat just looked down and shook her head her face reddening, and refused to speak. Lisa continued. "She thought her pubes was the sign of her womanhood. Her badge of maturity. So I used it. I spanked her several times for breaking my rules and she still did not learn. She still messed up frequently. Once about fourteen, she told me she was too old to be spanked and I ought to treat her as an adult. How she was a woman with breasts and pubes. Then I had an idea how to really get through to her. The first time I took her precious pubic hair off, she cried like a baby. I made her dress like a baby too. I even bought little girl cotton panties. No more bikinis with lace for her. She got cotton panties with cartoon characters."
"Well, I kept her like that for a short while maybe a month. I told her she'd get her big girl status back when she proved herself and would keep it as long as she obeyed. But the next time she messed up, she'd get spanked then have her hair removed again. That occurred several times. She had to hide in the locker room to change after gym class to keep the other girls from seeing her panties. I'd shave her every weekend when she was under punishment. The humiliation of laying on her back while I shaved her made her bawl every time." Lisa stated. "Now I was not a complete bitch. I did not take her pubes and dress her like a kid just for little stuff. I did it only for something major. For instance, at sixteen she went joyriding in a stolen car. That kind of thing. Yeah, I was a domineering bitch. I was doing the best I could. It took the combination of humiliation and pain to keep her on the straight and narrow. I learned I could not give her a full right to privacy either. Not after I found marijuana in her room."
"Grades were important. I'd beat her ass for low grades in high school. If I had not made her to do her homework and study she wouldn't have. In college, I made her show me her syllabus and keep me updated on her assignments and exams. Kat is one of those people you have to stay on top of in order to get her perform. Even now as a worker, she does a great job when given a task. She does her job with the best of them, but ONLY if she is being supervised. Otherwise she can not get off her ass. Left to her own devices she either gets lazy or impulsive."
"Kat, tell them about what happened about a year ago." Lisa demanded. Kat shook her head, crying in embarrassment. "Kat spent her whole paycheck on things other than rent, car payment and her other bills. Shoes, clothes and fast food were more important. Plus partying. She maxed out her credit card. She had serious college debt already and was behind with the payments. I had let her go out on her own after college. I should have known better but she wanted to be an adult and handle her own affairs. One day she came to me and told me how far she had let things slide. And how far in debt she was. She even thought maybe she ought to indenture herself just to get out of debt. I bought her out of hock. Well, I paid the delinquent part."
"Yeah, I am the bitch. I stayed on top of her. I started to make her account for her income and how it was spent. And yes, I spanked her ass on occasion even as an adult of twenty six. I am sure she told her friends how I controlled her life. Is that right Cheryl? Did she tell you that about that time frame? How I was riding her all the time and not treating her as an adult." Cheryl nodded, enthralled. 'And then she goes out and fucks Cheryl's husband. Later I got the impression it was not a one time lapse of judgment either. Knowing it was an ongoing affair had me ready to really nail her ass. If she hadn't been so sick I'd have beat her ass like the childish little slut deserved."
"Now, I love my daughter. Maybe her dependence on others is because of how I raised her. But maybe it is because she is a submissive at heart who just needs to be controlled." Lisa said. "She does good at work when they give her rules and tell her how to perform. On her own she flounders. So now I find out I am enslaved for life because my daughter can not think. She feels a little guilt but instead of resolving to do better, she goes into full guilt mode begging to be punished."
