Aunt Katherin and Her SlavesChapter 2 Katherine
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I went up to my bedroom and sat on the bed. I was dumb founded. Feeling as if someone has kicked me in my stomach, or worse — in my balls. Tears started running down on my cheeks. I felt dizziness enveloping me, as if my soul had left my body and is looking from above.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!" I roared like wounded lion.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" with all the force my lungs could give.
I kept roaring until my throat could not pass a sound. I kept roaring until I collapsed.
I slid down to the floor, folding into a fetal position and kept sobbing.
I heard a sound — Tracy was at the bedroom door sobbing.
"Daddy, take another tranquilizer, please."
I pushed her away. I could not face her or anyone else.
I remained alone in my room, folded on the floor, sobbing myself to sleep. I don't know how long I slept. I do know that I only used the bathroom and apart from that I did not leave my room, just lying on the floor and sobbing every minute that I was awake. From time to time I noticed Tracy at the door; she came in, hugged me, sobbed with me, told me that she loved me and then disappeared.
After three days I calmed down a little. I came out of the bedroom and entered the family room — where my brother Tim was watching TV. I have to explain here — my brother used to be good at sports in high school and the two years he attended college. He never finished his studies. He lived part of the time with our parents, and the rest of the time at my house. Having a wealthy brother caused him not to seek any work or any other productive deed. He simply lived off my money.
"What are you still doing here?" I asked. "Don't you know what I'm going through?"
"What? You are not the first guy whose wife cheated on him."
I suddenly saw red.
"Why, you good for nothing, motherfucking son of a bitch!" I yelled. "You've been fucking my wife for years while living off my earnings. What more do you want? My daughter? If she'll want you — she'll call you or go to your place, wherever that may be. You have one hour to pack your stuff and leave. Don't leave anything behind — from now on this house is off limits to you for the rest of your life, you miserable piece of shit!"
"And while you are leaving I also suggest you start looking for a job! You're not seeing any money from me ever again, you parasite!"
"NOW MOVE! You goddamned son of a bitch!"
"Daddy!" Exclaimed Tracy. "How can you? He's family?
"Family? The family that discriminated against me for more than half of my life? The family that betrayed me and cheated me? Is this what you call a 'family'?"
Now I was getting mad again.
"Do you want to be part of that family, Tracy? Better do some thinking! I will not have you living a double life as your slut of a mother did! If you want to choose — choose! Either life with me or a life with those people, the people who deceived, betrayed and cheated their own son!" I went back to my bedroom and closed the door. I had to calm down. I was beginning to take it out on Tracy and she did not deserve it. So I took another tranquilizer pill.
An hour later and more in control of myself, I knocked on Tracy's door.
"Come in, Dad." She was crying.
I went in and hugged her. "I'm sorry I yelled at you, sweet. You are the only family left for me. There is no one else. I really don't want to lose you too."
"What about Grandpa and Grandma?"
"Well, from you Mom's letter I understand they actually gave up on me as part of the family many years ago. They only need me because I'm rich and they — like your no good Uncle Tim — like their early retirement and living on my earnings. That is going to stop, and from that minute I'll be a piece of nothing for them the way I was when I was younger."
"Daddy, do you want me to grow up with no one but you? No grandparents and no uncles?"
"My sweet, your slut Mom wrote in her letter that you are to choose. I'm not trying to threaten you in any way, but the choice is yours only. Just be certain of your choice because I won't allow any double standards while I am responsible for you. One slut was enough."
I started to sob again, so I went back to my room.
An hour later, Tracy knocked and then came into the room.
"Dad, please take another tranquilizer and then take a shower, shave and come and have dinner. Uncle Tim has left, and you haven't washed or eaten for 4 days now. I'm cooking dinner and it will be ready in an hour."
"I'm really not hung..."
"Daddy, please! Remember I told you before you read the letter that you are going to hate everybody. If you decide to hate me too — I'd better go and live with Grandma. I am not to blame for what Mom had done and I don't deserve to be hated. Please wash up and come have dinner. We have to start a new life — the life after the letter — and we have a lot to talk about. At least with me, try to behave without hatred and anger. I love you so much I won't be able to bear you hating me too."
I hugged her and held her close. With more tears in my eyes I apologized: "Sorry, baby. I'm only so afraid that you'll take your mother's advice regarding sex, and if you do — the only thing left for me is to kill myself."
"Don't worry, Dad. I saw some of what mother had done and I'm not going to be like her. I did not like it then and I won't like it now. I may be only 15, but that is adult enough to have personal views and opinions. Although I loved mother very much, my opinion is that any married person should either be totally faithful to his/her spouse or not stay married. Mom tried to explain to me the reasons for her infidelity, but I told her my opinion as I'm telling you now. Then I was only 13. Do remember that she wanted YOU to be my first, and 'only suggested' that if I want something different I should look elsewhere. Well, at least as long as I live at home — I'm with you and nobody else. I only hope that after we all calm down that you'll make love to me many more times. Even Mom said that where love is concerned — you are the best. My once with you was my first, and was somewhat painful, but I enjoyed it a lot anyway. Let's make love many more times; I know it will only get better."
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Love StoriesDear Wimp, So you are Mary’s husband, the loser, the wimp, the shrimp-dick that I’ve heard about. Well, I’ve got good news and bad news for you, wimp. The good news is that until last week, Mary had been faithful to you. Faithful for five years of marriage. That’s almost a miracle. That such a drop dead, knock-down gorgeous babe like Mary could have remained faithful to a wimp like you for five minutes is hard to believe. It just shows how religious she really is....
Letter from a Reality Readjustor By Bill Hart There were a few questions and complaints with regard to reality readjustors following my story "Friends are Whatever You Make of Them". Rather then simply write a new explanatory story, I thought I'd share with you instead a letter I received several weeks ago that was the primary inspiration for the above story. I've changed the names, of course, to protect the innocent. That assumes, of course, there are innocent to...
LETTER FROM TACOMADear Shoeblossom:When my husband, who is owner and ringmaster of the Epic Circus, comes into our hotel room (We, thankfully, don’t have to live in the circus trailers) I’m ready for him. He lays the whip down, and then it’s my turn??Strip it all off Spats, my love! Now you’ll get a nice thrashing?.it’s MY turn to use the whip!?Sometimes after that I put him through a grueling scene—if the hotel has any sort of eyehook in the ceiling, I’ll lock Spats’s wrists to the hook, and...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
A story of revenge and punishment. Dear Super Stud, You seduced my Caroline too and you did write me a letter explaining what you did together. So thoughtful of you. It is not the first letter you wrote to men you considered as wimps, is it? I hope you will enjoy your time with Caroline today. I saw to it she is well prepared. I put what I thought she should wear on her bed, the thin white semi transparent silk blouse, a short black skirt and a pair of high heels. I am sorry to say, just...
A story of revenge and punishment.Dear Super Stud,You seduced my Caroline too and you did write me a letter explaining what you did together. So thoughtful of you. It is not the first letter you wrote to men you considered as wimps, is it? I hope you will enjoy your time with Caroline today. I saw to it she is well prepared. I put what I thought she should wear on her bed, the thin white semi transparent silk blouse, a short black skirt and a pair of high heels. I am sorry to say; just before...
LETTER FROM BOSTONDear Shoeblossom:I have read with interest your letters from chastity belt couples. I really thought I was an enthusiast, but now I think it may have gone too far. My love affair with chastity and denial began, I think, in adolescence. In the summer after my junior year at Andover, I wrecked Dad’s BMW while drunk on the Montauk Highway, near our vacation place, and broke both arms and both legs, and I began getting visits in my hospital room from Noelle, a Candy Striper...