Tales From The Basement

Ed's got you so scared that you don't dare disobey him. For the next few days you spend your time in the basement as usual hoping that he forgets about you. You barely sleep and you're on edge constantly expecting him to come in to get you. You get sick many times.

Exhausted from fear you eventually give in and fall into a deep sleep…

"Wake up Suzy. It's time." You hear Ed's unpleasant voice say.

As much as you've been dreading this moment, you oddly don't feel quite as sick anymore.

"I'm sorry you had to go through what you did. I figured that would happen so that's why I let it run its course. I think you're sufficiently drained of emotion to the point where you'll be able to pull this off without the chance of hysterics now. I hope you don't mind me dropping in like this…hmm nice little hide away you got here…very dark and isolated…nice."

Uncle Ed continues his inspection of your "domain" as you slowly get up. You know he's getting a kick out of this. You intruded on his "domain" and now he's returning the favor.

"Uncle Ed?"
"Hmm?"
"I gotta get dressed."
"Oh. Please don't let me stop you. In fact I brought you some more appropriate clothing. Wear this."

Your uncle throws you some clothing at you. It's a mini skirt and tight top and basically clothing your sister Donna would wear.

"I took the liberty of getting you some more appropriate clothing. I'm pretty sure I got all the bloodstains out."

You look at this "hookerwear" in disbelief.

"You expect me to wear this stuff?"
"I'm afraid it'll be necessary for you to better lure Bobby and Pa Morningstar. They like to hang out by the park. That's where we're going. Put those on, because while you may have the morals of a saint, you have the body of a harlot… within every virgin lies a fucking slut…whore…"

Ed is successfully making you feel scared again. When he realizes what he's doing he apologizes.

"…I'm sorry Suzy. I get in another place sometimes. I guess you'll want some privacy. I'll wait outside."

Uncle Ed goes upstairs to wait and you try to psyche yourself up for this ordeal. You look at the clothing and put it on which makes you feel really vulnerable. Your legs are exposed, your stomach isn't covered. You feel almost naked.

When you exit the house it's twilight. You didn't realize you slept so long. Ed motions you over to his van where he beeps his horn. You feel like a hooker going to be picked up. You don't say a word when you get in the van.

"Ah yes, you almost look the part now. But let's do one more thing." Ed says and then pulls something out of his jacket. It's lipstick.

Uncle Ed gets close to apply it on you. Again you don't say anything. It doesn't take long, and then he shows you what you look like in a mirror. He's done a good job. Probably better than you could have considering you've never worn any make up of any kind. It would appear that Uncle Ed's done this before.

"Wish I had some eye liner, but we don't have time for all that. Your eyes are pretty enough without it though. You're a very lucky girl to be blessed with such natural beauty." Ed says as he starts up the van.

The drive to the park is uneventful. When you get near there, Ed stops the van to brief you.

"Alright, I don't want to get too close yet, but the father and son duo should be sitting at a picnic table over near that lightly wooded area way over there. I've been keeping up with their routines a bit, so they should be there. Now that area is a little secluded, but not enough, I need you to actually lure them into the woods. I'll take care of the rest. After we do this, me and you will be even and I'll be able to trust you completely."
"What if I can't lure them into the woods? What if they try to kill me?"
"They won't try to kill you. They don't do it that way. And I have faith that you'll be able to lure them. No man can resist a whore…"

Sensing your uncle is going to his dark place again, you cut the conversation short.

"Okay, I'm leaving…" you say quickly getting out of the van and nearly running off. You're so glad to be out of his presence.

You look around the park which is still fairly populated at this time, though most of the families are going home now. You're drawing some looks from several teenage guys though. You get a lot of comments as well. You aren't used to it so now you're afraid of getting assaulted by some horny teenagers. But like most teenage guys, they do a lot of barking, but don't actually do anything.

Eventually you reach the area your uncle was talking about. You see a young man sitting at a table by himself, you know that's Bobby having seen him a few time before in the neighborhood. No sign of his father though. No sign of your uncle either, but you sense he's somewhere nearby.

As you approach Bobby you see that he must be preoccupied because he isn't even looking up. It's like he's deep in thought.

Searching your memory of how you've seen it done in movies and TV, you try your best to be seductive.

"Hello." Is all you can think of.

Bobby looks up.

"Erm, hello? Do I know you?"
"You might. I'm Suzy. I live down the street from you."
"Oh yeah…I haven't seen you for quite awhile."
"Well, I'm around, I just don't get out much."
"Hm. So what brings you out here?"
"Oh sometimes I like to take walks by myself. You know clear my head from family troubles."
"Well I can understand all about family trouble, let me tell you. But I've never seen you here before. I come here quite a bit and I can honestly say I would remember you walking around." Bobby says looking you up and down referring to your state of dress.

You get a little shy, and try to think of an excuse.

"Oh this get up? Well, I don't usually dress like this, these are my sister's clothes. I lost a bet with her. It's a bit complicated."
"Ah, say no more. Family again. (Sigh)"

That's the second time Bobby's mentioned family in a distracted manner again, so you decide to follow up on it before he presses you for more information.

"Is there something wrong?" you ask as you sit down.

Bobby looks hesitant to tell you at first, but when you smile at him from across the table, he lets down whatever guard he might've had up.

"It's my Dad. He's so demanding. I come from a very large family and just because I'm the oldest son I have all this extra responsibility! I'm expected to keep all my siblings in line, I'm supposed to take over when Dad's gone. I'm supposed to do all this shit and it's always been that way all my life and it sucks! Tiamat forbid that I get to do some stuff by myself."
"Uh…Tiamat?" you question, but Bobby doesn't stop his rant to explain that oddity.
"My Dad still treats me like a little kid sometimes. I have to go with him to do all these important things and he takes every opportunity to point out all my shortcomings, without listening to any of my ideas! We were supposed to do something to today and instead of doing it, we spent the whole day arguing. He stormed off and told me I better get my shit together by the time he comes back. In fact he left not too long after you showed up. If he saw me talking to you, he'd probably accuse me of not paying attention to my so called duties."
"Is your dad still here, where did he go?"
"Yeah, I wouldn't be fortunate enough for him to leave me alone that long. He went to go cool off in those woods over there…"

Your heart begins to race quicker at that thought. If Pa Morningstar went into the woods then he might've already run into Uncle Ed. Things on your part are probably going to be a lot easier now.

Part of you wants warn Bobby though since you sort of sympathize with him on some level.

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