"I'm ok, how are you?" she kept her face and eyes away from him. He hated it when she cried; normally he hit her harder when she did. "I'm doing great... better get going if we're going to be on time." He started toward her. She knew he was only going to hug her but she still flinched when his arms went out from his body. She pulled out one of her dress suits for work and laid it out on the bed as he bathed. She looked over her body to find any bruises that would show once she was dressed.. I wondered how she was and the thought they'd put some sort of needle in her face to drain the fluid, filled me with horror. The debate inside me continued. Should I just get up and walk away or stay with him? I'd tried walking away so that left him as the only real option but now he wasn't my master. He was in trouble too and could be in deeper shit if I claimed blackmail and rape. Perhaps I could blackmail him for money to leave? I still hadn't made up my mind when Heather came out of the. I washeartbroken on multiple levels. One, because her and I had broke up, andtwo, I guessed if he asked that question he couldn't be gay. We kept ontalking and I decided that I would keep being a little flirtatious just incase. About a half hour passed and we decided we should walk back in andjoin everybody else. When we walked in, the reception hall was empty."Shit," I said. Everyone had gone inside to the ceremony and the doors wereclosed. We would definitely make a scene walking in late. I had to get the other team excited so they would lose.We kept up with the rally and I watched as more and more people entered the bleacher area. They could all see I was naked, but I didn’t care. So many have seen me this way, it doesn’t matter any longer. We went through all our routines and everyone was getting into it. I was sure we could win.I saw the other team show up and figured mom was going to be busy fucking all of the boys and coaches. I also saw their cheerleaders and Mistress Pam.