High School Bully Part 2
I’d been serving… and servicing… Tony Fox for four weeks. I had to go over to his house three times a week where I did anything he commanded. Even when I wasn’t with him he had me wearing panties, garters, and stockings under my clothes. I was petrified to use the boys’ room, afraid that someone would see what I had on under my khakis. I felt like everyone must know. Like I had it written across my forehead in blazing, scarlet letters: ‘FAG.’ Tony didn’t treat me anything differently. He still...