Chapter 4 (continued)
"You fat old slut...You are suppose to be out helping serve drinks and you are in here lying on the job."
Susan a little groggy, "I'm sorry, I do not know what my problem is. I have never...."
Stephanie interrupted, "I don't care what you have to say. Get your dress on, take the coats, and stand by the front entry door. I need to talk to Tony."
Susan stood up and was now very aware of her nakedness. Embarrassed and confused she wiggled herself back into her small dress. Picking up the pile of coats she started to leave.
"By the way Susan, I love the hair."
Susan walked out into the guest room. She felt like everyone in the room was staring at her. "Do they know?" she thought. She stood by the door, and handed the coats to everyone leaving. As people left, Susan strained to hear what they were saying. Three girls left, laughing as they went. "Are they laughing at me?" Susan thought.
When Susan was out of coats and the room was empty, she went to the couch and sat down. She put her head in her hands and asked herself. "What have I done?" Her head was starting to pound, and her tears started to flow.
Stephanie walked into the room and looked over her new prey with a smile. "What are you doing? Did I say you can sit on my couch? Get up, take off your dress, and follow me." Susan, afraid, did as she was told. Stephanie walked into the den and sat down. She looked Susan up and down, "You are such a whore. Have you always been this way?" Susan just stared at the ground. "Speak, slut!"
"No" was all Susan could muster.
"I don't believe you. You may have never shown it, but I can tell you fantasize about it. Sorry for you, your boyfriend has already left. He went out the back, but I have something to show you." Stephanie grabbed a remote from the TV and turned it on. "See how much you are enjoying yourself." Susan looked at the TV, and there she was... lying on the bed with Tony fucking her. "You can have a copy for yourself." Stephanie laughed. "Your pussy looks swollen.... have you ever taken such a large cock before? Your husband's cock probably looks microscopic compared to Tony's. I wonder if your husband will be able to tell when he fucks you, that your pussy has been stretched."
Susan began crying. She wanted to leave. She wanted to shout "You did this, not me! I didn't even want to be here!"
"Stop your crying. I hate sniffling bitches. Is that semen dripping from your stinky cunt? Are you on the pill?" Susan was dramatically snapped into reality.
"No, Brian had a vasectomy. What am I going to do? He will leave me, my family will hate...."
Stephanie interrupted, "Hush! A simple no will do. You are so stupid; if I want to hear your feelings I will ask. On the table is a sample birth control package I got from my father, start taking those tonight. Also, on the table is a douche.... before you leave make sure to use it. Tomorrow you make an appointment with your doctor and get on the pill. If you get pregnant it will be on my terms, not yours."
Susan looked over and started to reach for the items. Stephanie slapped her hands. "Did I say for you to go ahead and take them? You do what you are told, when you are told to do it. I am going to have my hands full with you, aren't I? Where is your garter?" Stephanie sat back in her chair.
"I don't know." Susan thought back, she had left it in the trash at her house.
"You don't know, or you never put it on?"
"I... I...."
Interrupting, "That is what I thought. Well, you know you'll have to be punished."
Susan could not believe what she was hearing "Punished?" she questioned.
Stephanie reached out and squeezed Susan's left nipple, causing her to squirm from the pain. "You will learn to speak when spoken too!" With a twist, Stephanie let go. She looked over Susan with a frustrated face. She was pleased at how well Susan was putting up with all of this, but not surprised. Susan had a look of being scared, her eyes read defeat.... but her swollen vaginal lips spoke another story completely.
"Before we get to the punishment, I believe we should go over the basic rules. You have clearly proven yourself to be no smarter than a typical child, and therefore you will have rules like a child. You will need to ask permission like a child, and be told what to wear like a child." Stephanie took a moment to pause and allow Susan to ponder her own thoughts.
"You will learn to follow my orders on a moments notice. If you do not, you will be punished... with the most extreme punishment being your life ripped apart. I will show everyone the pictures and movies I have of you, and tell everyone about your sick fantasies."
Susan was at a loss for words. "Rules, punishments, my fantasies...." She thought. Susan wanted to yell, "I don't have sick fantasies, I just want you to leave me alone and let me go home!"
Stephanie continued, "If you don't comply, I will insure every member of your son's sports team gets a nice pinup of you to hang up in their lockers.... as they slaughter your son with insults. You must learn that it is not only your life you are playing with, it is your families as well."
"I am in a good mood tonight so I am going to give you the chance to lessen the punishment. To do this, you must make me orgasm." Stephanie stood up, and took off her small shirt. Exposing her tight stomach, she released her small perky breasts that were contained by a pink-laced bra that was immediately discarded on the floor. Before sitting down, Stephanie hiked up her skirt and exposed her slender thighs and matching pink panties. "You are going to start licking me on my breasts and work your way down south to my nicely shaved cunt. You'd better perform like you love it."
Susan was astonished. She has never experienced being with another female, and she didn't want to make tonight the first. Susan saw Stephanie as a very attractive young girl but she couldn't do it. "No, I can't."
