Betty's POV

Betty didn’t live too far away. She only lived about five blocks down. She pulled into her driveway, sure her parents had already been called about the earlier events and wondered if they had been notified that the program was no longer in effect.

She pressed the garage button and parked the car inside. She turned it off and stepped out of the door. She didn’t bother locking the car back up.

She walked over to the garage door and unlocked it. Then she slipped in and waited to hear any angry voices coming from her parents but didn’t hear anyone.

�Mom, Dad, I’m home. We need to talk. Something happened at school today.�

Betty’s parents were in the kitchen getting dinner together. �What happened, dear? Are you OK?� asked her mother.

She didn’t even know how to tell them. She hemmed and hawed a bit and then her father got impatient. �Spit it out, girl. What happened?�

�Well, Mr. Rushworth kind of got mad at me.�

Her mother looked at her. �Yes? Were you punished?�

�Well, he spanked me.�

�It’s about time. I’m sure that straightened things out.�

�Yeah, well, that’s not all.�

Little by little the story came out. When she finally finished up with the new program and being given to Paul, her parents looked at each other. �I don’t think we can have that,� her father said. �We had better get you to another school.�

To her parents surprise, Betty protested. �NO! I don’t want to go to another school.�

�What?� said her mother in surprise. �I thought you’d be traumatized. I mean NUPEP is one thing but this slave thing, I don’t know.�

Betty said, �I can’t explain it. I don’t understand what’s going on myself. I just know that I have to do this.�

Her father said, �Are you sure? Paul is a teenage boy. He is going to want everything from you.� He looked at her meaningfully.

�I sure hope so,� was Betty’s reply. Then she blushed. �He has me and Jennifer.�

�Two girls?� asked her mother, shocked.

�Yes,� Betty told her. �There aren’t enough boys to go around anyway and besides, I like Paul. He has experience.�

�Are you sure?� said her father, again.

Betty got a determined look. �Yes, I have to do this. I just have to.� She thought about being in Paul’s control, of being helpless to do anything but whatever he wanted. Suddenly she missed him and wanted to be with him no matter what. �I just have to throw a few things together. Can you drive me over?�

It was arranged and she went upstairs to pack.

Betty didn’t really know what to take, she didn’t know what to expect. She decided simple would be the key. She took two sets of clothing, one for if she got to wear any tomorrow and one if something happened to the other. You always need a backup, she thought

She placed those in her bag and then walked into the bathroom. She gathered the necessaries. She picked up her toothbrush, a comb, some body bath and an assortment of other things she called �essential�.

She placed the bag back on her bed, reexamined everything her bag and was satisfied. She closed her door and planted herself in front of the mirror. �I hope he does take what he wants.� She twirled around, trying to make sure everything looked ok.

The clothes she was wearing weren’t going to do. She wanted Paul to like what he saw. She rummaged through her closet and tried to find something. She really didn’t have anything that exposed her body, her parents didn’t like that. She found an old pair of jeans and a snug pink blouse.

After slipping it on, she picked up her bag and made her way downstairs. She took her car key out of her pocket and laid it on the table, she wouldn’t be needing it tonight. �I’m ready.�

�Your father will take you over, dear,� said her mother. �You look very nice.�

Not as nice as Paul thinks I look with less on, she thought to herself.

The two cars arrived at Paul’s house at almost the same time. �Hi Tom,� said Jennifer’s dad.

�Hi Henry,� replied Betty’s father. �I’m guessing we are both here for the same reason.�

�I guess so. Sure wasn’t like this when I was in school. Paul is a lucky kid.�

�He sure is.�

Each of the fathers gave their impatient daughters a finally kiss, got back in the car and drove off. The girls looked at each other awkwardly. Then Betty smiled. �Well co-Master? Shall we go in?�

Jennifer gave her a big smile and impulsively reached out and hugged her. �No hard feelings?�