Unlimited Power

Chapter Twelve

Jennifer is abruptly woken from her sleep as the comforter is snatched from her body revealing her naked form to the eyes of Simeon and that cretin, Frank.  Jennifer makes a failed attempt to cover up but Frank's vile eyes make her skin crawl as he stares at her naked form. "Good morning sunshine," he says to her as she tries to get her bearings.  Simeon chimes in as well, "Today you will be working with Frank, you met him the other day."  How could I forget, Jennifer thinks to herself.  "Frank is an old friend of my father's so you should treat him with the same respect that you give me," Simeon goes on.  "You will do as he asks, no questions asked.  If you fail to comply my threat from yesterday will be carried out."  She cringes at that thought and once again her pride is challenged but she knows that she is at their mercy to keep Mark safe.  Simeon once again sees that fire in her eyes smoldering but he sees the first signs of defeat as well.  He knows her weakness is her husband and he will be her downfall as well.
      Frank has selected an outfit for her to wear and she cringes as she sees a catholic school girl-like outfit with white thigh highs and pumps to go with it.  What a sick fuck she thinks to herself as she slowly drags herself from the bed and quickly rushes past them to the bathroom.  She takes a long hot shower and begins to relax some until she hears the pounding on the door.  "Let's hurry the hell up, sweetheart."  Ugh, Frank, she thinks.  She towels off and heads out of the steamy bathroom to dress for whatever her fate might be today at the hands of this sicko, thinking only that she is doing this for Mark.  She stops a second and says, "Ummm, where are my bra and underwear?"  Frank just chuckles, "What the hell do you need them for?"  God, he is such a creep and where the hell did Simeon go, she wonders.  "Let's go. Let's go."  Frank startles her out of her thoughts.  Forgetting modesty, Jennifer just drops the towel and steps into the short skirt with her perfectly pedicured pink toes and pulls it up over her legs which are nicely toned from her hitting the gym four to five time a week. Frank watches as she shakes her sexy ass to get into the very short and almost too tight skirt. She then buttons the shirt which is also a size too small. When she turns her breasts are almost spilling out of the top. She looks to Frank, "This is ridiculous, who does to work like this." She sighs and walks past him and his wandering eyes to put on the five inch black pumps that have been selected for her. She truly hates this whole idea, knowing that Frank has some sick school girl fantasy makes this even worse.
    "If you're done your complaining, it's time to go.  We are already late for our appointment," Frank says getting testy.  "Got a bug up your ass, Frank?" Jennifer asks.  Frank grips her by the arm a little too rough and moves her along, "Ouch, asshole, you're hurting me."  Frank just laughs to himself and mumbles, "You don't even know the meaning of being hurt yet, sweet cheeks."  What did he just mumble, she thinks, but is too caught up trying to keep up with him as she is led to a tinted car and he practically pushes her in.  "Hey, what's the rush, creep," she says right before he grabs a nearby pillow and punches her in the stomach through it.  "Can't leave any marks on the goods," he says brandishing the pillow.  "Mouth off one more time and things could get real ugly," he says.  Jennifer is too focused on trying to catch her breath, having the wind knocked out of her this time.  She really should watch what she says and does from now on but it's not like her to just roll over. This time she truly is royally fucked and she is started to see it as the car rolls on to their destination.  She finally sits back up having clutched her stomach in the fetal position after being sucker punched by Frank.  She looks out the windows and avoids his penetrating eyes, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing the tear rolling down her cheek or the defeat that is evident on her face right now. 
      Meanwhile Simeon comes back having finished his phone call and walks into the room where Jennifer and Frank recently departed.  Frank was supposed to wait for further instructions as to Jennifer's assignment today but as usual Frank took matters into his own hands.  "Dammit," Simeon curses, "that bastard will never learn.  He works for me."  Simeon has had countless problems with Frank thinking he can do whatever he wants with Simeon's property just because of his friendship with his father.  Simeon grabs his car keys and activates the GPS on his cell phone to track Frank.  Jennifer doesn't know what kind of sick bastard Frank really is and with her smart mouth Simeon knows that she could push all the wrong buttons to really set him off.  He speeds off in his Aston Martin Vanquish hoping to stop Frank before it's too late.