Once a Slut Always a Slut

“You better do what we tell you otherwise it could be very unpleasant Charlotte!” Paul’s voice sounded remarkably cool and authoritative.

“What do you mean?” I replied in a very shaky voice.

“We can make your life hell at school or we could leave you alone – it all depends on how compliant you are – if you get my drift?” This was Bill McLean – also sounding reasonable and measured.

Spencer growled at me, “In other words tart; do as you are fuckin’ told like all fuckin’ women should do, and we may be persuaded that keeping you to give us a bit of pleasure now and then is worth not tellin’ anyone! Geddit?”

“Buuut you’ll just tell everyone any way won’t you?” I was now almost sobbing like a little girl.

“Well that’s a risk you’ll have to take babe!” responded McLean.

“What do you want me to do?” I said fearfully.

“Well, as a start, you can go and get us all a fuckin’ beer from the fridge – but bring them in on a tray like a proper maid would and be quick about it!” Paul laughingly replied.

I tottered out the heels, my head reeling – ‘what the hell was I going to do? – What would they make me do? Could I escape perhaps?

I found a tray, went over to the fridge and took out three cans of beer and put it on the tray; all the time glancing about for inspiration. The backdoor caught my eye and I went over to see what was outside. The door was locked and there was no key. I suspected the same was true of the front door – I was trapped. This had all been thought through – it was no accident that Spence and McLean were here.

I walked back to the lounge with the tray of beers and found them all sitting watching a porn video. The girl in the video was being fucked by two guys – one in her mouth the other in her fanny. I had never seen a porno video then and I stood rooted watching this girl moan and writhe in pleasure.