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behind her head she was writhing on the bed like she was really scared, and I pulled her across my knee and started spanking her. She was all over the place trying to get away, but I wouldn’t let her. She was moaning and growling through the gag, and I could hardly hold her she was so strong.
    Then all of a sudden she climaxed with a muffled scream and a spasm, and lay still across me. I rolled her over and pulled the gag loose. It was soaked with spit.
    â€˜Oh Christ, Nick, that was fucking wonderful,’ she said breathlessly. ‘Got a cigarette?’ She was sweating, and her make-up had run. She looked as sexy as hell, and she knew it.
    I untied her hands and found my Silk Cut and gave her one and lit it, and one for myself, and dropped the match into the ashtray. I lay back on the bed next to her and she snuggled up close to me.
    â€˜God, I love being beaten,’ she said. ‘Do you think that’s weird?’
    â€˜Whatever turns you on,’ I said.
    â€˜What do you like?’ she asked.
    â€˜Just about anything.’
    â€˜I just bet you do. You’re a bit of a naughty boy yourself, aren’t you?’
    â€˜Sometimes.’
    She wriggled about to get comfortable. ‘My arse is burning,’ she said. ‘I’ve got to come again.’
    â€˜You will,’ I said.
    â€˜I believe you.’ She reached over for the champagne bottle and drank straight from the neck. ‘Want some?’ she asked.
    â€˜Sure,’ I said. I took it and did the same. It was getting warm, but it tasted good.
    â€˜Do you mind me being a whore?’ she asked.
    â€˜Why should I mind?’
    â€˜Some men do.’
    â€˜I don’t. I used to have a girlfriend who was on the game.’
    â€˜You’re full of surprises. Didn’t you care?’
    â€˜No,’ I said. ‘She did what she did, and I did what I did.’
    â€˜Which was what?’
    â€˜I used to be a copper.’
    She stiffened, and I felt her move back and study me through mascara-streaked eyes.
    â€˜Don’t worry,’ I said. ‘They kicked me out.’
    â€˜What for?’
    â€˜Stealing,’ I said.
    â€˜I said you were a naughty boy.’
    â€˜Yes, I was.’ I was serious, but she thought I was kidding. That was OK. It went with the geezers I’d come in with.
    â€˜What did you steal?’
    â€˜Dope.’
    â€˜What kind?’
    â€˜What we were doing tonight. I used to be a heavy user.’
    â€˜You still must be, if you’re in with those two.’
    â€˜I only met them tonight.’
    â€˜You’re honoured – being brought here.’
    â€˜Maybe.’
    â€˜I mean it.’
    She stubbed out her cigarette and took mine from between my fingers and did the same with it. ‘Take your clothes off,’ she said. ‘You’re on a promise remember.’
    â€˜I remember.’
    â€˜And don’t do anything. It’s your turn now. But I’ll have to put a condom on you. Sorry.’
    â€˜I understand.’
    â€˜And wash you, although that’s a load of bollocks really.’
    Literally, I thought, but didn’t say anything. She got up and went to the sink, filled it with water, and wet and soaped a flannel. Then came back and washed me, and dried me with the towel from the sink. She was very gentle, and got me more than interested.
    â€˜God, but you’re big, Nick,’ she said.
    I had to laugh. ‘I bet you say that to all the boys,’ I said.
    â€˜I do, but in your case it’s true.’
    â€˜I bet you say that to all the boys, too.’
    â€˜You’d lose your bet.’
    â€˜Kylie, you’re a bloody liar.’
    â€˜Sshh,’ she said, and went down on me. She knew exactly what to do. A real expert. Everytime I got close to climax, she squeezed my balls tightly.
    â€˜You’re driving me crazy,’ I said. ‘I can’t stand much