A nasty side of Mrs. Cleft

"Joy!" Mrs. Cleft shouts.

You practically jump out of your skin and throw the bra back into the hamper. It misses and lands on the floor. You turn with a sheepish expression on your face. Mrs. Cleft is standing in the doorway, her arms folded beneath her huge breasts.

"I don't know what to say, Joy," she says. "I am so very disappointed in you. Snooping through my laundry."

"I'm so-," you begin.

"Shut up, Joy!" Mrs. Cleft walks over and picks up the bra. "You dirty, dirty little girl. To think I almost trusted you with caring for Thomas Jr."

"Mrs. Cleft, I-," you try to apologize again.

She rounds on you and with a fury you have never before seen from her she backs you against the dryer.

"This goes beyond the pale, young lady," Mrs. Cleft yells in your face. "What if I were to tell your mother. Let her know what a little perverted daughter she has raised! It would break her heart."

"Please, no, I can explain, I can-"

Mrs. Cleft grabs your upper arm and squeezes painfully.

"There is no explaining this, Joy. You are a disgusting little whore. A filthy little slut. Admit it."

"I-"

"Admit it!" She screams and shakes you by your arms.

"I'm a filthy slut!" You blurt out.

"Yes," Mrs. Cleft's smile is cruel. "Yes, you are, a snooping little slut. Tell me exactly what you were doing just now."

"I was smelling your bra," you mumble.

"Louder!"

"I was smelling your bra!" You cry.

"Yes, and why, my little slut?" She lets go of your arm and cups your chin in her fingers. "Why were you sniffing my underwear?"

"It smelled like milk," you reply, your cheeks flushing red involuntarily.

"The truth comes out!" Mrs. Cleft mocks you. "What if I told your mother that?"

"Oh, please don't, Mrs. Cleft!" You cry.

"Why should I keep it between us?" She sneers. "Why should I be responsible for your perverted little secret?"

"I'll do anything, Mrs. Cleft!"

"Anything?" Her cruel smile twists further.

Her trap sprung, she runs her boney knuckles down your cheek.

"Anything," you whisper, regretting the word.