Chapter 5
Barney had the photos of his wife safely tucked in his pocket. But he wasn't content. She might actually get a judge to believe her about her being raped by two men. What Barney needed was to have his wife fucked by multitudes of other men. This way, no judge in the world would believe her story about her having been raped so many times. He knew Kim would say nothing to him when he came home. She was too terrified fie might not believe her, and that he would make her young life even more miserable. What was more, when he saw to it she was raped in the future, he knew she would try hiding it from him, as well. When he finally produced the pictures and took her to court, the judge would ask why she hadn't told her husband, and the helpless girl would have no logical excuse for not telling him about the multiple rapes. He would get his divorce and be free to fuck around again, while building a nice retirement fund for himself.
When he did get home, Kim was there, all naked as he had left her, lying under the covers of the bed, refusing to get up, claiming she wasn't feeling well.
"Shit!" Barney snapped at her. "I'm hungry! I want my supper. Get that ass outta bed and start cooking. Hell! There's no reason for you not to feel well. This is a small apartment, so you can't have tired yourself out cleaning it. I took all your clothes, so there was no way for you to wear yourself out shopping. What the hell's the matter with you, anyway?"
"It must be the after-effect of the wedding," Kim lied.
"I don't feel any after-effect," Barney snapped, inwardly laughing. "Come on, honey, move your ass. Get it outta bed and start cooking."
"I want you to leave me some clothing," Kim insisted. "I don't like being kept a prisoner in my own home."
"Prisoner?" Barney asked. "What makes you think you're a prisoner. I just don't want you wandering around and meeting strange men until it's time for you to go back to college, dig? So you be quiet and cook for me, honey."
"Barney, what's happened to you?" Kim wanted to know. "You used to be so kind, so considerate, so nice. You've turned into some kind of animal."
"I'm just your plain, ordinary, everyday husband," he told her with a smile on his face;
"You're being very cruel and you know it," Kim countered.
"You look real sexy under that blanket," Barney smirked. "If I had the strength I'd raise a hard-on and fuck you. But it'll be another day or two before I'm ready. Now get out of bed and make me some supper."
Kim leaped from the bed and ran to the bathroom, locking herself in. She showered, wiping the feeling of George and Al from her body, but she had to use a hand towel to dry herself off since the large terry cloth bath towel had been shredded.
Emerging from the bathroom, her body still somewhat damp, she nakedly padded over to the small kitchenette, and inwardly seething about the way her new husband was treating her, she finally made supper for the both of them. Barney had to admit she had one fabulous body, and as he ate, he congratulated himself on keeping her naked. At least he'd enjoy looking at her until he dumped her.