Chapter 2: THE CHAIRMAN’S SON FORCES HIS HANDS BETWEEN MY THIGHS AND HIS FATHER CLAIMS MY BODY AS HIS

Three days have passed since Mr. Langford claimed me in front of his entire family. I wear the new uniform every day now. The expensive fabric hugs my body like a lover’s hands — the bodice so tight it pushes my full breasts up and together, creating deep cleavage that bounces slightly with every step. The skirt barely covers the tops of my thighs. When I bend over to dust or make beds, I feel the cool air kissing the bottom curve of my ass and the damp spot growing in...