‘There’s one,’ he said. ‘She comes to me about once a month. She has a Master. He sends her.’
‘He sends her to you? For what exactly?’
‘For a beating. He knows she’s a bit of a pain-slut and he’s squeamish. He doesn’t think he can thrash her hard enough.’
‘And you can?’
‘So it seems.’
‘Do you f**k her?’
‘No, never.’
‘But afterwards you masturbate?’
He smiled. ‘You’re very nosey!’
She smiled back. ‘I just want to know how it works with men like you.’
‘Men like me?’
‘Bad men,’ she said with another smile.
‘OK, yes, I jerk off when she’s gone. I’m only human, after all.’
‘I’d like to jerk you off sometime,’ she said. She felt bold now, like she could say anything to him.
‘Not now,’ he said. ‘I need more recovery time.’
‘Any time you’re ready,’ she said.
She stayed the night. L
