Class Trip by Rachel Burns

me.
“What? What did they say?”
    I hung my head
and he let go of my hand. He walked over to their table and looked at
everyone. Hannah started to cry.
    “What did
Hannah say?” He looked at Melina.
    At first she was
tongue-tied. Then she spilt the beans.
    He looked over at
me and then back to Hannah. He said something to the woman watching
them. The woman nodded and grinned at the girls. “I met her the
same day I met you, Hannah. She just made a better impression on me.
You have a way of making a very bad impression on people. With all
the marks that you will have it will be hard to find someone who
wants you.”
    Tata came back
over to me. He took my hand and pulled me to his room again. He
closed the door and stood in front of it so he was blocking the exit.
    He let go of me.
His hands went right to his buttons. “No games this time. You know
what is going to happen now. Get undressed.”
    Again my jaw
dropped.
    “Sandra, I
already told you that I don't want to punish you if I don't have to
but I will. I clearly told you what to do. I don't repeat myself.”
    I wanted to cry
again but I didn't want to get punished.
    I removed my
clothes as he watched me.
    I covered myself
up with my hands.
    He was undressed
in the meantime too. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me.
    “Wrap your arms
around me, Sandra.”
    My hands shook a
little but I did as he said. The hug felt very different this way. My
breasts were pressing against his chest. That felt somehow – good.
He kissed my face slowly all over. I got a funny feeling in my
stomach. I wasn't sure if I was going to be sick again or if it was
the butterflies that people sometimes talk about.
    I could feel him
getting harder. His penis was pushing against my stomach.
    “With you it is
so different.” He picked me up and carried me to the bed.
    There was no way
that I was going to get out of this. Just let it happen, I
told myself. He hadn't been violent about it last time. Maybe it
would really stop hurting soon.
    He was leisurely
running his hands all over me, as he sat on the bed next to me. He
didn't have any hair on him either. I wondered about that. I thought
about reaching out and touching him but I didn't dare. I wouldn't do
anything that could be considered brazen.
    He smiled at me
like a tiger would at something that he considered easy pray. He
moved so he was between my legs again. Tata took hold of his penis
and ran it up and down between my legs.
    He let his penis
rub me and it was getting hard to pretend that this wasn't happening.
I tried to think about something else but I couldn't anymore and my
legs started to relax a little.
    He then slowly
pushed into me. It hurt. I tried to push him away but I couldn't and
his hips were moving, pushing his thing in and pulling it out a
little. I was crying again and he was saying, shh, as always.
    He went on and on
and when I couldn't take it anymore I started to beg and plead.
“Please Tata, please stop,” I sniffled.
    He kissed me and
continued. I felt like such a nobody. I didn't feel loved liked he
had said that I was. And certainly not cherished.
    “Tata please,”
I moved my head so I was looking at him this time.
    He kissed me on
my mouth biting into my lips gently but still scaring me. He was
thrusting into me harder and harder. I could hardly breathe and then
he threw his head back a little again. Did that mean that it was
over? He was lying down on me again. He let go of my hands and I
pulled them close to my body. I was breathing heavily too and feeling
too warm. He moved away. I was picturing blood. I rolled up in a
little ball.
    He wrapped me in
his arms once he had settled down. I yawned and he laughed at me.
    “I kind of
thought that I had had all the work.”
    I looked over my
shoulder at him. Was he mad about that? “I did it wrong?”
    He laughed again.
“I don't expect you to know what you are doing. It's Tata's job to
teach you. Would you like that? Should I teach you?”
    “No thank