The Legend of Bastien - Chapter 9 – Saturday is a Workday – Part 1 of 3

 

The Legend of Bastien

By Karen Singer

 

Chapter 9 – Saturday is a Workday – Part 1 of 3

 

Riding in Deputy Mike’s truck was frightening, but he wasn’t nearly as nervous as when he was riding with the sheriff.  It took him no time however to realize where the deputy was taking him – out to the bridge.  And he had no doubt what he’d be doing there.  As they approached the truck blocking the road, Chris saw the deputy in the other truck get out to wait for them.  Deputy Mike, driving him, pulled off the road and parked.

“Get out!” Deputy Mike ordered.

Chris got out of the warm truck and walked around toward Deputy Thomas. 

“Hey Mike,” Thomas greeted his friend.  “You said you’d bring him first thing.  Thanks.”

“No problem,” Mike replied.  He looked to Chris.  “Say hello to Deputy Thomas,” Deputy Mike ordered.

Very carefully, Chris considered the spelling of each word and said, “He-wo, Dep-u-ty D…Dom-ath (Hello, Deputy Thomas).”

The two deputies laughed.  A minute later, Chris was fixing his lipstick and putting his mouth to work.  When he was done, Deputy Thomas zipped up his pants and asked, “How many has he done already today?”

“We just started,” Mike replied.  “You’re the first, but you’re not the only one he can do right here.”

A minute later, Chris had his second cock of the day in his mouth.

“Nice and warm!” Mike told Thomas.

“A real pleasure,” Thomas agreed.  “Where are you going next?” he asked.

“The judge’s house,” Mike replied as the feelings of pleasure were washing through him. 

“Then where?”

“I don’t know.  “The judge’s wife is supposed to give me some kind of list.”

“So you won’t be just driving him to wherever you want?”

“Not yet at least.”

Chrissy kept working, but he listened to it all.  The judge’s wife was making a list of places for him to go?  He had a feeling she would be keeping him very busy all day.

He was just finishing up with Deputy Mike when a small truck drove up from town.  Chris swallowed the last of Deputy Mike’s cum and stood up while the deputy zipped up his pants.  Chris took a look at the truck and saw it was from the cheese factory.  Evidently, they were going out to deliver the round wheels of cheese they produced.

He watched as Deputy Thomas went over to the truck with his clipboard and greeted the two men in it.  As he fixed his lipstick, he watched as one of the men got out of the truck and opened the back of it so the deputy could look inside.  A moment later, the deputy and the man laughed, and the deputy came back to his truck and moved it so it wasn’t blocking the road.  In seconds, the truck was driving slowly across the wooden bridge away from Bastien and the deputy pulled his truck across the road again.

Why was it so necessary for the deputy to see into the back of the truck?  Chris wondered about that as he was being driven to the judge’s house.  He thought about the clipboard he had seen twice now, once yesterday when that TV truck had arrived, and again today when the cheese truck had gone out.  And each time the deputy had checked something off on that clipboard.  Why?  Did the deputy have a list of everyone that was supposed to come in or go out?  If so, what would happen if anyone came in or went out and didn’t have their name on that list?  It was all a lot to think about.

Trouble hit him out of the blue a few minutes later.  Deputy Mike pulled up in front of the judge’s big house and ordered him to get out.  Chris knew the deputy was supposed to get a list from the judge’s wife, but would he be required to service the judge while he was there?  The judge’s wife too for that matter?  Deputy Mike knocked on the door and the door was soon opened by Olivia herself.  With the deputy in front of him, Chris stood back and watched, but Olivia opened the door wider, and he followed the deputy inside.  Olivia closed the door and stood there staring at him.  “That’s one demerit!” she said in that nasty voice of hers.

Chris was shocked.  “What for?”

“That’s two!” she announced quickly.  “The first was for not curtseying.  The second for what you just said now.  I heard an R sound at the end of ‘what for.’  Two demerits…already!”  She looked to the deputy.  “Has he racked up any others yet?”

“No, ma’am,” Deputy Mike replied respectfully, suddenly seeming very nervous.

“Well watch him closely.  Ones like him think they can get away with anything.  We’ve got to watch them like a hawk to teach them they can’t.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the deputy replied.

Olivia looked at Chrissy.  “You know where my husband’s office is.  Go!”

Chris hurried away.  Two demerits – in just seconds.  He berated himself for what he had done.  He should have known better.  His mother had warned him, and he had simply forgotten to curtsey.  And then the shock of her announcing the demerit had made him forget how he was supposed to talk now.  As much as he hated it, he probably deserved the beating he would get for that tonight.  He already wasn’t looking forward to it.

When he came out of the judge’s home office a little while later, he didn’t see any sign at all of the deputy, but he did find Olivia waiting for him.  This time, just to be on the safe side, he curtseyed.

“Charming,” Olivia said with her wicked smile.

Once again, she dragged him into her office and closed the door.  Once again, his face was a total mess by the time she was finished with him.  But this time, she watched as he carefully tried to redo all his makeup right in front of her.  When he was done, she let out a laugh.  No doubt you’ll get better and faster at it in time.  Right now, I have no doubt that you’re wear more makeup than anyone else in this town, and I enjoyed every minute of you trying to put it on.  Now get out of here!”

Chris hurried out of her office and out of the house.  He saw the deputy’s truck sitting outside and he hurried to it.

“Two demerits,” the deputy said as Chris got into the truck.

Chris looked at him but said nothing.  Keeping his mouth shut was more important than ever.  Why hadn’t he kept it shut that day in school when Billy had confronted him?

As the deputy pulled out of the driveway, Chris’s mouth felt overly used and tired.  He could still taste all of Olivia’s juices that had filled his mouth for so long.  He wished he could get a drink to rinse his mouth out, but since he was only allowed to drink from baby bottles now, he didn’t even want to think about that.  Despite having a bottle in his purse, he wasn’t ready for any more of that humiliation yet.

The drive wasn’t very far.  When they got there, Chris recognized the big house that belonged to the sheriff.  He immediately got nervous again.

“Next stop,” the deputy said.  “I’ll be waiting here till you’re done.”

Reluctantly, Chris got out of the truck and made his way to the front door.  He knocked.  A moment later, the door opened and he saw the sheriff’s wife standing there.  He was slow to remember, but this time he did remember.  He curtseyed to her and saw her smile as if she was trying not to laugh.

“Come in Chrissy,” she said as she noticed the deputy sitting and watching from his truck.  “I guess we’ve got no choice but to do this.  Even me.”

She led him through the house, all the way to her bedroom.  As they walked, Chris looked for any sign of either Billy or Miranda, but he didn’t see either of them.

In her bedroom, Alicia looked at him for a moment, then said, “You can take your coat off.  Get comfortable.”

Chris gratefully removed his coat, hat, and mittens.  Then, while he watched the sheriff’s wife removing her pants and panties, he got his mirror out and redid his lipstick.  By the time he was done, she was naked from the waist down and was sitting in a chair.

“Let’s get this over with,” she told him.

As Chris approached her, he noticed her gripping the arms of the chair.  From the way she acted, he had a feeling she didn’t want to do this.  Why?  But a minute later, as his tongue was hard at work on her, he felt her squirming around and making soft noises.  As with Olivia Bastien, it was a while before she stopped him, but he was sure it wasn’t nearly as long as it was with Olivia.  As he was wiping off his face, he saw her get up and head into a bathroom that was connected to their bedroom.  She took her panties and her pants with her.

He was still struggling with his eye makeup by the time she came out.  She watched him closely as he worked on it.  “You might try getting yourself a different eyeliner,” she told him.  “Maybe a pencil kind instead of that brush.”

Chris nodded, trying not to say anything.

“Who picked out your makeup?” Alicia asked.  “Your mother?”

“Chris shook his head.”

“Who!” Alicia insisted.

Now he had to speak a very difficult name.  “Ma-wan-da, (Miranda)” he said slowly.

Alicia nodded.  “Figures.  Finish up, the deputy should still be waiting outside.”

Two minutes later, Chris climbed back into the deputy’s warm truck.

“Any demerits in there?” the deputy asked.

“No,” Chris said easily.

“Too bad,” the deputy replied with a laugh as he put the truck in gear.