Part 11 Tommy drove home, his eyes blurry from crying, his sore ass and the garter belt clips reminding him that all of this had been real, not just a perverse nightmare.Part 11 Tommy drove home, his eyes blurry from crying, his sore ass and the garter belt clips reminding him that all of this had been real, not just a perverse nightmare. Oh God! Kathy! How could Marie have done that to him? How could she have had the heart to invite his cousin over to see him like that, and to make him do all those things while she watched? How could he ever talk to her again after tonight? Her comment about stopping by on Saturday to see what Linda and the girls would do to him drove home the reminder that this wasn't a one shot deal. This wasn't just one horrible week for him to somehow survive. This was only the FIRST week! This was a life sentence, and every Tuesday from now on he'd be at Marie and Donna's mercy, subjecting himself to unimaginable indecencies and humiliations just to satisfy her perverse pleasure... And EVERY Saturday Linda would be over his house... And EVERY Wednesday he'd be at Carol's apartment... and so on, from now on! And Kathy said she might bring a friend over with her next Saturday to see him! His mind reeled as he tried to imagine who it could be and he shivered with shame at the thought of anybody else he knew seeing what those young girls were going to do to him! When he got home he nervously dashed into his house, removed the garter belt and stockings, and climbed into bed. |