Down the Path Part 2

'Tell me what you did wrong boy,' he asks pacing back and forth in front of me.

'I didn't act like a fag, I didn't walk or talk like one. I acted like I was a man.'

He stops, 'Look up boy.'

When I do he slaps me a stinging blow.

'Are you a man?'

'No Sir, I'm a faggot.'

'Yes a stupid one, can't even remember what a fag he is, stills tries to pretend to be a man. Right boy?' he asks as he slaps my other cheek. 'What did I tell you about sorry fagboy?'

'That there are consequences for being bad, sorry doesn't count Sir.'

'That's correct. When you go see the bookstore clerk tomorrow how are you going to act?'

'I'm going to act like I'm gay Sir.'

'You were always going to have to do that but for fucking up so badly tonight, tomorrow you will be a sissy fag when you go in and see him. You will flirt with him like a girl, you will try on one of the dresses they sell there and you will model it for him. You will tell him you couldn't sl**p last night. That all you could think about was being a sissy fag for him. A sissy fag!!! Am I clear?'

Begging you from my knees, 'Please don't make me do that Sir please. Just tell me what you want me to do and I will do it.'

'I just finished telling you what I wanted, now that isn't going to be a problem is it? I would hate to show up at your work place and have to talk to you about it.'

'No Sir,' realize I really don't have a choice. This guy could really fuck up my life if he wanted. I know he took a lot of pictures the first time we met.

'Since you felt it necessary to not agree to do as told immediately, I now want you to wear the dress home.'

'But Sir...' he interrupts.

'I can keep adding more if you insist on arguing or you can do as told. Your choice faggot. Look up.'

When I do he immediately slaps me. 'You must learn to obey faggot.'

'I will be calling my friend at the bookstore checking on your behavior. Do not disappoint me again faggot.' Smiling to myself as I think about how I won't make him wear the dress home but will let him worry about it till the clerk lets him off the hook.