Burning Bridges

"Go take a cold shower, dry off and come back to the bedroom," said the man. "Make it snappy." He snapped his fingers.

Victoria got up and did as she was told. She took a shower with no hot water, dried off, and came back to the bedroom. On the bed she saw some clothes, a black skirt and pink blouse. On the floor were a pair of black spiked heeled boots.

"Put these on," said the man.

The skirt was very tight and came down to mid thigh and the blouse as also tight, and since Victoria had just took a cold shower, and the blouse's material was thin, her nipples shown through.

"There is some make-up in that dresser. Put a lot on," said the man. "Go for the truck-stop whore look then tease up your hair really big. You'll find a blow-dryer, blush and hairspray in the dresser."

Victoria went to the dresser. There was a gawdy shade of lavender lipstick and blue-green eyeshadow and some red blush. She made herself up to look like a cheap hooker before doing her hair.

"Good, now put the boots on and follow me."

The man led Victoria downstairs. He handed her a large manilla envelope then led her to a black SUV. The man silently drove Victoria to the building where her law firm was. "Go up to your firm's office, march straight into the senior partner's office and tell him you'll only come back to work if you can be the office slut. Of course he'll refuse, then you will moon him, tell him to kiss your ass, then drop this envelope on the receptionist's desk, and come right back here without saying another word to anyone."

Victoria swallowed hard and acted like she was enjoying all of this still. On the way up the elevator, she opened the envelope. Insider were DVD's. Each one had a one had one of her fellow lawyer's names on it. She shuddered to think about what was on those DVDs.

The elevator stopped on the floor occupied by her firm. She marched right past the stunned receptionist into Mr. Faraway's office. The older man was sitting at his ornate walnut desk talking to another older man sitting on the other side.

"Victoria!" Mr. Faraway said angrily. "What is the meaning of this outrage! Look at you!"

"I'll only come back to work if I can be the office slut!" said Victoria with the fake smile.

"Get out and never come back!" said a red-faced Mr. Faraway as he stood up and pointed at the door.

Victoria turned and bent over. She hiked up her skirt. "Kiss my ass!" She stood up, pulled her skit down and left. On her way out, she dropped the envelope on the still stunned receptionist's desk and went back to the SUV.

"Good," said the man. He drove Victoria to her bank. "Go inside and close out your savings and checking accounts. Have all the money put into a blank cashier's check. Say nothing other than what it will take to close our your accounts."

Victoria did as she was told. A half an hour later, she was back in the SUV, handing the man the check that had cleaned out her life's savings.