" He waved the cat o' nine tails in front of my face a final time, then tossed it back down into the cardboard box."One last thing. Stand up," he comm...nded. I complied but I had to struggle a little to get to my feet, what with my wrists still handcuffed behind my back. When I was standing he roughly turned me around and then unzipped my skirt. He pulled it down my legs, gave one gentle slap to my firm young butt, then told me to sit again. He smiled at the sight of my half naked body and then. Dave was Jodie’s long-term boyfriend who had treated her like shit from the day they got together. He was always paying her little – to no mind when they were together and just generally not doing the ‘boyfriend thing’ as she called it. 9/10 times he left her house, Jodie’s mum tells me, Jodie would run to her room crying for seemingly no reason. They had been together for three years, and throughout the course of those three years, I had always been Jodie’s ‘shoulder to cry on’. Which, I might. Since leaving school I’d worked for a handyman / gardener who was a friend of the family with a growing list of customers. I enjoyed the outdoor work, and my boss Angus generally left me to get on with things while he organised my rota and looked out for new customers. It was through working for Angus that I had met Sally. Her parents lived in a more exclusive part of the town close to the Old Racecourse and Sally had attended a nearby private school for girls. The houses were relatively large,. I could see the smirk on her face through the telephone."Okay. Bring your toothbrush!" Not good enough." I beg your pardon!"Her voice was colder than a January ice storm."Not you. I know you're the best piece of pussy in the whole damn state when you want to be. The offer of one night in your bed is not good enough." What do you want?" I want you for as long as I want you."She emitted a flurry of little gasps. I heard a sob, then, silence for what seemed an eternity."What are you saying, Jack?".