Ruby by Heather Burnside (carter reed txt) 📗

felt a sharp pain between her legs. Zac took it as a yelp of joy and carried on plunging inside her. She gritted her teeth until he had finished. Having come this far, she could hardly back out now. It was soon over and Trina pulled her clothes back up. She was quickly sobering up; all desire had now left her and all she wanted to do was return to her friends.

Zac looked across at her, noticing the displeasure on her face. ‘You were a virgin, weren’t you?’ he asked.

‘Yes,’ said Trina.

‘Good,’ said Zac. ‘I’m glad I was your first. I don’t like slappers.’

He was smiling and Trina realised that he had gained far more pleasure from the act than she had. For a few moments they made pointless conversation till Zac walked her back to the clearing. A knowing look passed between Trina and the other girls. But, once Zac was gone, Trina didn’t feel like discussing the experience with them. Instead she made her way home alone, still feeling tipsy but with the feelings of euphoria now gone. It was getting late by the time she got back.

‘What on earth are you doing home at this time, child?’ her mother complained as Trina walked through the door. ‘And you’ve been drinking,’ she added, pushing her face up to Trina’s and smelling her breath. ‘Don’t bother denying it; I can smell it on you.’

‘I only had a bit,’ said Trina, with attitude. ‘Anyway, you drink so how can you have a go at me for doing it?’ She was already ignoring her mother’s tirade as she made her way up the stairs.

‘You listen to me when I’m talking to you, young lady!’ Daisy shouted after her.

Trina kept walking, knowing there was nothing her mother would do to stop her. What could she do? If she grounded her, Trina would only sneak out. And if she stopped giving her money to spend, Trina would find another way to get it. Her mother didn’t even know half the tricks Trina got up to, such as walking to school so she could pocket her bus fare. She had no hold over someone as mentally strong as Trina.

*

The following day in school Nicole couldn’t wait to hear about Trina’s exploits.

‘Did you do it?’ she asked.

‘Yes, we went all the way,’ said Trina, smiling proudly.

‘Did you like it?’

‘Yeah, it was good,’ said Trina.

She didn’t want to admit to her friend that she hadn’t actually enjoyed it. In fact, it had been painful. But she wasn’t going to let Nicole or anybody else find out how she really felt. Instead it would remain her secret. Trina wanted Nicole to think she enjoyed sex as much as she did. She needed to fit in and to do so she had to be seen to be doing all the things her crowd did, and that included having sex with boys.

At break time Trina and Nicole bumped into Zac and Alex. Normally Zac didn’t say much to Trina in school, but this time he made a show of putting his arm around her and proudly showing her off as his girl. Then he sneaked a kiss out of view of the teachers. When Trina broke away from the kiss, she noticed the admiring glances from other girls and a self-satisfied smile graced her lips. She had now earnt not only the respect of her friends but Zac’s acknowledgement too.

Trina might not have enjoyed the sex act but it didn’t bother her that much. Having gained Zac’s acknowledgement she wanted to keep hold of him, knowing that the longer she was with him the more it would boost her reputation. Being with Zac gave her status. It was her ticket to the cool club. In fact, it was even more than that. Trina had discovered that her sexuality was the ultimate weapon with which to wield power over men. And it was a potent aphrodisiac.

22

June 2007

Now that the landlord was onto them, Ruby and Tiffany were afraid of being evicted. But Ruby had thought of a solution and she could tell Tiffany was intrigued as she stared back at her with a puzzled expression on her face. Then she said, ‘Go on then, what is it?’

‘Well,’ began Ruby, ‘I think we should get another place, a bigger place; one with loads of rooms that we can rent out to other girls so we can take a mark-up from what they earn.’

‘What, like a brothel, you mean?’

‘Yes, that’s exactly what I mean.’

‘And how the fuck will we manage that? We can’t exactly go to the bank for a loan and show them our business plan, can we?’

‘We won’t have to. Victor will put up the money.’

‘Victor? You mean that creepy little man that comes to you for a good beating?’

‘Erm, the client who comes to me for my dominatrix services, don’t you mean?’ said Ruby, with a tone of mock authority.

Tiffany laughed. ‘Listen to you!’

‘Well, if I’m gonna do this, Tiffany, then I’m gonna do it right. Anyway, yes, that’s Victor. He mentioned it a while ago, but I just said I’d think about it. I must admit, the fact that he’s so creepy did put me off a bit. But, he’s so into the whole scene and just wants to be a bigger part of it.

‘Anyway, last time I saw him he said he’d put the money up but I would be the one running it as he needs to protect his reputation. And he said he’d share the profits with me on a fifty-fifty basis. Apparently, he’s loaded and has lots of businesses. And, he’s even found a place that he thinks will be perfect. I’ve been mulling it over for the last few days.’

‘Really? It sounds interesting. But, won’t it mean we’ll be under his control?’

‘No, you’re wrong, Tiffany. He’s the one who’s under my control. He’ll do anything I say, and he’ll have a fuckin’ smile on his