probably drunk most of the vodka myself. Ally had kept on filling my glass up but I couldnât remember her actually drinking that much at all. I winced as she twisted my nipples between her fingers, her hips moving faster on me as I gasped in pain.
âYour friend,â she said. âThe mean one.â
âThat doesnât narrow it down,â I said, trying to make a joke of it. âIâve got a lot of mean friends.â
She smiled. âIâm sure you have,â she said.
âIâm starting to wonder if youâre one of them,â I said. I was starting to wonder if she was ever going to take her knickers off, actually, but thatâs not really the kind of thing you can say out loud on a second date.
âNow donât be like that,â she said, and slapped my face. Hard.
I blinked with shock, more surprised than hurt. âDebs didnât mind me going off with you,â I said, although I knew for a fact that wasnât true. She had minded, for all that she didnât have any real right to. âWeâre just friends, she said so herself.â
Ally laughed and raked her nails from my shoulders to my belly button, leaving long red welts behind them and re-opening the half-healed wound the Burned Man had left me with when I last fed it.
âThat sad little thing in the restaurant?â she said. âNo, not her. She could never keep me away from you, Don.â
âFuck me, that hurts!â I gasped.
âItâs supposed to hurt,â she said, âand Iâm not fucking you. Not again. Once was enough, sweetie. Once is all I need.â
She gave me another slap across the face that made me gasp, then grinned and hopped off me without warning, leaving me standing to attention like the last private on parade.
âWhere are you going?â I demanded. âWeâve got unfinished business here!â
Maybe Iâm slow on the uptake but I was still assuming that at some point we were going to have some semblance of sex. You know, like normal people. How silly of me.
âTwo ticks,â she said.
She bent over her handbag, giving me a view of her behind that ensured she held my full attention. She pulled something out of the bag, and kept on pulling. When she turned back to face me with six feet of rapidly uncoiling bullwhip in her hand I think the awful truth finally sank in. I have to confess I actually started to whimper. No doubt there are people whoâd pay good money for this sort of thing but I assure you Iâm not one of them. The fingernails had been more than kinky enough for me, ta very much.
âOi, leave it out!â I said, trying to keep the rising panic out of my voice.
Iâve never gone in for stuff like this, and now suddenly the whole being tied up business was rapidly losing whatever scant appeal it might have had in the first place. Ally cracked her whip in the air over my prone and helpless body, her eyes gleaming with obvious excitement.
âYouâve been a bad boy, havenât you Don,â she said. âA very bad boy indeed .â
âI fucking mean it,â I said, twisting against the knots that held me. âI donât want to do this, Ally. Seriously, I donât.â
That was the end of the last private on parade, let me tell you. He was asleep on duty in double-quick time.
âOh you spoilsport,â Ally said. âYou rotten spoilsport, I was really hoping to give that a good lick of the whip.â
She flicked me with it anyway and I twisted away just in time. All the same, she laid a long red stripe down the outside of my right thigh. I howled.
âJesus!â I shouted. âJesus fucking Christ you bitch!â
âPotty mouth,â Ally giggled, and cracked the whip again.
She was so fast I barely saw it coming, but just managed to jerk my head out of the way so that it only laid open the side of my cheek. If I hadnât moved quickly enough I
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