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The Apartment #31

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Ryland stares vacantly at the phone and sees himself three nights ago, naked on the plastic sheet on Tisha's floor. The handset's numbers waver before his eyes:

9.
Tisha's whip: the first whiplash always hurts.

8.
Another! Stinging.

7.
Whipcrack! Burning.

6.
"Your punishment, Daniel," Tisha hisses; Crack!

5
She, grunting with effort. He, moaning: Yes God- punish me- absolve- me of- my weaknesses.

4.
Crack! Trembling.

3.
Ryland moansobs: ecstatic, blissful, tearlashed pain.

2.
Faster. Harder. Bite!

1.
Almost... there, whipcrack, whole body vibrating in stingling nirvana "I'm bad!" he shouts, coming.

0.

"Daniel!"
Tisha destroys his reverie. "Telephone?"

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    Lisa Williams almost 3 years ago

    OK. Now I'm not going to be able to even blink until the next part.
    Loving the jumping between apartments/characters/thoughts breaks the story up but tells it well. (Just reread that- no idea if that makes sense- soz rather tired) X

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