Humiliating

Victoria was dead set on not obeying the order to show up in court in her slutty outfit. She stormed around her townhouse trying to figure out what had happened. She had a few glasses of wine, put on her silk pajamas and went to bed.

The next morning, Victoria woke up and showered. She wrapped herself in her plush bathrobe, wrapped her hair in a towel and made some coffee. Her court hearing was at 9, and it was 7. She was a half an hour from the courthouse. She ate a cup of yogurt and a grapefruit and went upstairs. Try as she might, she could not stop herself from putting on her slutty outfit. "Please no!" she yelled as she pulled on the clothes as if her mind was trapped in someone else's body. After putting on the outfit, she fixed her hair and makeup. She tried to calm herself by admitting that at least her hair and make-up were tasteful. "I can't go to court like this!" she said, looking at herself in the mirror. She paced around her townhouse until 8:15 then again her body took over. She grabbed her purse and headed for her car. She was in a living hell. Her body was rebelling against her mind. She drove to the courthouse, parked the car, paid the meter and walked into the courthouse.

The guard at the metal detector was stunned. He recognized the lady lawyer and said nothing as she walked through the check point without saying a word or making eye contact.

Victoria met her client, 37 year old Wendy Markum. "Victoria, what gives?!" she said angrily. "This is a huge day! We have to show Robert cheated on me! Is this a joke?! Tell me this is a joke!"

Victoria blushed. "Um, it's a legal tactic," she said, still thinking she could get out of this somehow.

"It better be!" said Wendy angrily. "I'm not paying you $200 an hour to dress like a street walker in court!"

Judge Watson came in and sat down. "First case, Markum versus Markum." He looked up and saw Victoria. He gave her an angry glance. "Opening statement."

Victoria stood up. Her body betrayed her again. "Your honor, my client is a liar, you are a moron, and I'm nothing but a cum-addicted slut." Her hands then reached down and pulled off her top.

"Miss Washan!" roared the judge. "What is the meaning of this?!"

Victoria just blushed. Her lower lip trembled as she dropped her top and removed her bra. She then hooked her thumbs into skirt.

"I'm holding you in contempt!" roared the judge. "Bailiff, arrest her!"

The bailiff walked over as Victoria stepped out of her skirt. He grabbed her and spun her around. He handcuffed her and ushered her out of the court as Wendy screamed she wanted a new lawyer, her ex-husband was laughing his ass off, and the judge banged his gavel trying to restore order.

A half an hour later, Victoria sat in a small jail cell. She now wore an orange jump suit. She sobbed into her hands and wondered how on Earth she could get bailed out. How on Earth could she call anyone and tell them what happened and that she needed to be bailed out for insulting a judge and stripping in court.