Part 2 of Susan's Judgement Day! This section is the trial and lead up to the punishment.
La Femme Casita was beyond a secluded resort, beyond a vacation spot, beyond a country club, it was giant high-end city for and ran by the most exclusive women in the country. There were over 40 shops, 25 restaurants, 2 large gyms, 5 pools and streets were always clean. There were no men allowed and wives would make sure to leave the male partners behind. Since it was mostly a vacation spot, there were thousands of villas set up for the members who visited. Only female employees were allowed and they had to be as radiant as the members. If you did not have a straight connection-that was the only way you could become a member: Work there. It cost $65, 000 a year for membership. The only time an outsider would be called would be for repairs or other services. For example garbage would come pick up 4 times a week and had a special entrance (like every other outside service). It was also noted that police would be called if there was ever a crime but there were never a single crime. If there was a dispute it would be brought up in the town hall. A giant two story building that could fit a couple hundred people.
Most people had never heard of it including Susan, until now.
The next day after Susan received her summons, she could hardly think at work. She was being put on trial. She had no idea what that meant. When she got home there was a letter on her door. She opened it and it said, “3 days to your judgment day!” Everyday after that was the same with a letter, “2 days till your judgment day!” “1 day till your judgment day!”
On the night before Susan could not sleep. She went to work but left early. She got to her home, took a shower put on her standard white bra and big standard white panties and then the clothes for her trial. The shirt fit her just fine but the sweats were too small. They would have looked good on Kate or the person who brought Susan her summons but on Susan they showed her butt was sagging and they showed her panty lines. The shame on the crotch was especially humiliating. Already Susan felt defeated. Susan walked out of her house and made sure no one was around. She quickly walked to her car with her pursue, got in and drove off. She left with plenty of time to get to the club. She had never heard of it and made sure to get directions before she left.
When she looked how far it was, she was stunned to see it was over 2 hours away.
She felt she was in no man’s land until she saw lights. She turned off the highway, and drove towards them. Susan was surprised to see cars parked all along the street. Yet there were no people walking from them. There was a large parking lot but it must have been filled cause it was obvious to Susan that there were no more spaces. Once again, Susan noticed there were no people walking from them. There was an eerie vibe, as Susan got closer to the lights in the distance but no one in sight. She drove for about a quarter of a mile, when she finally arrived and saw a walled area but with dozens of large buildings rising above the gates and then Susan realized it: This was it’s own city but with a high end club like feel. How could she never have heard of this place? A city on its own? Of course Kate was connected to something this high end and odd.
It seemed like a 2 mile drive just to go around before she got to the back entrance. At first there was nothing but Susan saw a bright light. She saw two tall women who looked like models dressed in business shirts and skirts. Between the two was a parking spot, above the spot was a sign with the light Susan shining on it, typed on it was, “Defendant.” The woman on the left pointed and Susan parked in it and turned off her lights. The woman on the left knocked on the door, “Let’s go!” she said. Susan opened the door and stepped out with her purse. She could tell this woman was brunette and she looked over and the other woman, a blonde walking towards Susan. “Susan?” asked the blonde.
“Yes,” replied Susan. The blonde got on her walky-talkie, “The defendant is here.”
“Please hand us your purse.” said the brunette, “You will get it back after the weekend.” Susan handed the brunette the purse.
The walky-talkie then released a voice, “Bring the defendant up, the court is ready.”
“Court?” Susan asked, “I am here to see Kate.”
“Silence!” said the brunette as she grabbed Susan’s left arm and the brunette grabbed the other. They walked Susan to an entrance, “Any trouble you give us will be brought up to Judge Torrie.”
Susan just remained silent. The trio walked up to a door and the blonde pressed a code. The door unlocked and the trio walked into a large room filled with what looked like random supplies. The trio walked to another door, this time opened by the brunette. Susan was introduced to a place she was shocked she never knew existed. She could see the tall buildings that overlooked the fence but now also smaller buildings. A crowd of ladies were in front of a huge building that said “Banquet and presentation hall,” on it. It looked to be two stories. As they walked, Susan felt the women looked like Kate-bratty but beautifully, dressed professional but still looked skanky. The woman saw Susan, started booing her and pointing their thumbs down. “Boooo!” “Prepare to be found guilty!” “Look who gets judged now!” The brunette and blonde walked Susan up some stairs and into an entrance of the town hall where there were more women. Once again Susan immediately knew her place as they booed and yelled insults at her. Even though Susan felt ashamed, she could tell this place was ridiculous-like it was its own theater. She was right in that it was two stories-she looked up to see a staircase but looked down when there were more women pointing their thumbs down.
“Booo!”
“GUILTY!”
“Judgment day!”
Like a theater that was just the entrance to the main door. There were 3 entrances actually, but Susan’s escorts walked her through the center doors where Susan heard more chanting. The doors opened to reveal what looked to be a 70 women to the right and 60 the left of a center aisle in a dim lit room. Unlike the woman outside, they were in unison chanting the same thing-“WE WANT JUSTICE! WE WANT JUSTICE! WE WANT JUSTICE!” The woman put all their attention on Susan and pointed at her as she was walked down the aisle in her humiliating attire. She turned her head to see that the two staircases must have lead to the viewing balcony above where there looked to be 30 more women chanting in unison the same thing. The brunette and blonde led Susan down the aisle to a literal spotlight. As she walked past the woman chanting and pointing, some were laughing at the words written on her butt. Up ahead of her was the stage that had been fitted to look like a judge’s bench where a blonde was looking at Susan. She was wearing a white blouse and striped jacket, and Susan saw a name plate that said, “JUDGE TORRIE.” The escorts led Susan directly under the spotlight. To her left were 6 women seated on what looked to be makeup stools. They were silent and just looked defiantly at Susan. To the right was the girl who brought Susan her summons sitting at a small desk. Next to her, there she was: Kate. Kate had a giant smirk on her face as she watched Susan look embarrassed and fearful all at the same.
The chants continued as Susan could not look at Kate as, who Susan assumed to be the judge, banged an actual gavel on her judge’s bench and with a strong and demanding voice declared, “Order in the court!” The women in the crowd slowly stopped the chanting and sat down in their seats. Susan looked down until Judge Torrie, “Defendant…AKA Public Enemy Number 1, you have been summoned to La Femme Casita to stand trial for actions against Kate Attern. You are accused of forgery, mockery, bullying and constant judgment of an esteemed member of this 100 year old club. Now today is your time to be judged!”
The crowd clapped in approval as Susan knew she was in trouble. “That’s right!” some of the crowd members yelled.
“Nidia will present her case to the jury and question Kate,” Judge Torrie said, referencing the dark haired woman who delivered Susan’s summons, “But first! I see you are wearing the appropriate shirt with your label, and the sweatpants look right in the front but please turn around to make sure they are the apparel we gave you!” Susan looked humiliated as she knew Kate was having a ball. She knew she had to though, and when she did turn around Kate erupted in laughter as she pointed her fallen nemesis. “Excellent fiend! Nidia you may present your case!”
Nidia got up with confidence and ease. “Ladies and jury of the court, I have had time to find every piece of evidence against the fiend who stands before us today. She has made Kate feel shamed, humiliated and even cost Kate her job. By the end of my brief yet powerful case against Susan you will have no doubt she is guilty! I present my first witness!”
The first girl who went was Tya Mora, a fair skinned girl who said she was one of Kate’s closest friends for 20 years and she sat on a bench set up as a defendant stand next to Judge Torrie.
“Did Kate ever speak of the defendant?”
“Yes,”
“And how so?”
“She would tell me how this woman always thought she was better than Kate because of her fun personality.”
“How else did Kate describe the defendant?”
“As a stuck up prude.” The courtroom laughed and Susan looked down in shame and Kate was happier than ever.
Nidia called up 3 more girls all with similar testimony and then it was time. I would like to call my next and final witness: Kate Attern. The crowd cheered as Kate walked up and took her position
“Kate what happened on the day October 3rd?”
“I was coming from a meeting and saw Susan in my office, she looked like she was trying to hide something. I saw it was a piece of paper and I grabbed it from her.”
“And?”
“And she had forged my signature.”
“This piece of paper?” Nidia got the paper from her desk.
“Yes!”
“How do we know this is not your signature?”
“The K, t and my last name look nothing like me regular signature.” The crowd shook their heads and booed Susan.
“Was this in line with how the defendant treated you?”
“Yes! She has never liked me. I am outgoing, like to show off my assets, if you
will…” the crowd laughed and even applauded Kate. “She is a prude.”
“What else can you tell us about defendant?”
“She smirked me and always made me fell unwelcome.”
“You say you know she cost you your job? How?”
“My old boss Mr. Jann’s would not tell me upfront but his secretary told me that Susan complained about me and she said it was Susan.” The crowd started chattering, which made Susan feel all the more demeaned.
“Thank you anything else?”
“Susan you judged me and now it is your judgment day!”
The crowd stood up and cheered as Kate smirked down at Susan before walking back down to take her seat. Judge Torrie banged her gavel. “Ladies of the court I brought to you four witnesses, including Kate herself. It is time, Susan, aka the Defendant, aka Public Enemy number 1 be found guilty of all charges!” The crowd once again applauded as Judge Torrie banged her gavel.
“Thank you Nidia, women of the jury, you may now exit and..”
“Judge Torrie?” The juror on the right, a black haired pixie cut tall women, interrupted Torrie, “Sorry to interrupt but I don’t think we need time, we have a verdict.” She said this as she looked at the other 5 members of the jury who shook their heads in agreement.
“Ok,” Judge Torrie said, “What is your verdict?”
The juror looked at Susan, “We find PUBLIC ENEMY #1 GUILTY OF ALL CHARGES!”
The crowd cheered, “Hooray, guilty! Guilty! Guilty!”
Judge Torrie quieted the court, “To make sure this is a unanimous verdict, I will ask each juror to please state their verdict when I ask. Juror 1?”
The same juror from before stood up, “GUILTY!”
“Juror 2?”
“GUILTY!”
“Juror 3?”
“GUILTY!”
“Juror 4?”
“GUILTY!”
“Juror 5?”
“GUILTY!”
“Juror 6?”
“GUILTY!”
“It is unanimous, Public enemy #1 you have been found guilty of forgery, mockery, bullying and constant judgment of Kate!” The crowd stood up and cheered as Kate looked at Susan who was looking at the crowd cheering her guilty and shamefulness.
Judge Torrie banged her gavel reigning in her court. “Public enemy #1 you are an absolute disgrace who has made the grave mistake of judging Kate. You will feel the wrath of La Femme Casita and their very low, low opinion opinion of you! I am so very grateful then to sentence you to a punishment of utter and complete shame. I sentence you to a week of humiliation!”
“What kind of humiliation?” Asked Susan.
“Oh you will see but it will definitely expose you for the shameful fiend you are! It will start with a march of shame, where you will be taunted, laughed at and reminded of your guilt. And to truly to give you a taste of punishments to come but more importantly to make sure the ladies of La Femme Casita can make you feel like sh*t, you will be marching IN YOUR UNDERWEAR!”
“What..I can…”
“SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! “ Judge Torrie yelled and banging her gavel, stunning the court and made Susan shut her mouth.
“If you continue to complain, you will be marching BUTT NAKED!” Susan did not speak as Judge Torrie banged her gavel. Susan was led out by the ladies, who brought in her in, as applause once again arose from the ladies.
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