Myra Breckinridge - The office

The office

In the first of their two private sessions, Myra gleefully unveils Rusty Godowsky's inviolate buttocks. The unveiling startles Rusty and emboldens Myra to proceed with her ultimate plan.

After a few weeks of picking on Rusty in posture class, Myra proceeds to phase two of her efforts to embarrass and humiliate him. She orders him to her office after class with the ominous warning "Things cannot go on as they are."

Rusty is obviously angry and sullen during the remainder of the class, but he is the picture of confidence when he arrives at Myra's office. In fact, there's even a hint of a sneer in his voice, which excites Myra at this stage of the game.

Myra begins pleasantly with a simple request for him to walk around the room. She quickly raises the stakes with instructions for him to "do one of those stationary dances..." Rusty objects, but, with a few harsh words from Myra, does as he is told.

Myra is captivated by Rusty's private dance. She observes first from the front and then lingers on his rear: "Waves of lust made me dizzy as those strong deep buttocks slowly revolved... I can hardly bear the suspense." Finally, she tells him he can stop.

For Myra, Rusty's performance is unbearably erotic; for Rusty, it's just unbearable. He is clearly embarrassed and ashamed, just as Myra had planned, and has started to perspire. "I can't dance so good without music," he mumbles apologetically.

Myra then focuses on Rusty's back and the fact that his problem stems from an old football injury. He broke four ribs, and they did not heal correctly. Myra asks to see his back. After a minor objection, he loosens his blue jeans and removes his shirt and undershirt.

Myra instructs him to face the wall, with his arms at his side and hands pressed hard against the wall. Rusty does as he is told, but in the process, his jeans start to sag, revealing frayed Jockey shorts. He takes a hand from the wall and reaches for them.

"Hands flat against the wall!" Myra yells at him.

Ultimately, Rusty does as he is told, while gravity continues to betray him. The blue jeans descend further, clearing the curve of his buttocks and clinging to his upper thighs. Finally, Myra approaches Rusty.

While continuing to give her "analysis" of Rusty's situation, Myra stealthily inserts her thumbs into the worn elastic waist band of his Jockey shorts. Before Rusty knows what's happening, she pulls them down to his knees.

Myra is in seventh heaven. Rusty's buttocks are firm, white and hairless, with a high curve and deep crack. Casually, she runs a hand over the tightly clenched cheeks. Then she tries but fails to push them apart. Finally, recognizing that she has not yet established total mastery, she stops.

Rusty quickly pulls up his under shorts and jeans. When he turns around, he is satisfyingly pale and alarmed-looking. His hands tremble as he buttons his shirt. With a handkerchief, he nervously mops his face. He can barely mumble "Yes, Miss Myra" in response to her cheerful closing comments.

Finally, the cocky young many who entered Myra's office flees as a terrified boy, convinced he has survived the most embarrassing situation he could ever face. But Myra knows better. For her -- and for poor Rusty -- this is just the beginning of her efforts to destroy him.