Golden Bird

"Good. Now put this on." He took a rhinestone choker from a pocket and handed it to her.

Once she'd fastened the sparkling collar around her neck, he allowed her to consume the remaining line of cocaine on the bar. That done, he led her to the bed and secured her arms and legs with the manacles attached to the brass bed posts. She hesitated at first then decided, what the hell, she was being paid enough to get a little kinky.

She began to regret her decision when Abdulah smiled. It was an evil smile, and it sent a chill down her spine, despite the high she felt from the coke. He picked up the whip lying between her legs and ran the leather handle over her body.

"Do you like my little toy?" he asked, and when she didn't respond, he cracked the whip just inches above her bare breast. "Answer me, whore!" he bellowed.

"Yes, yes. Is that what you want me to say? If we're going to play this game, you have to tell me the rules... you're scaring me."

Abdulah laughed, then gave her a look that made her skin crawl.

"Rules? You sold yourself to me. Is that not right?"

"Well yes, but ..."

"But what? If this is only a game, as you have said, then I am only playing with you."

He placed the whip on her stomach, and began to disrobe. The girl could hardly contain her disgust when he finished, revealing the massive rolls of his fat belly that almost hid his pathetic little penis.

He stood over her and snapped the whip. She flinched as it made contact with her skin.

"Oh dear, look what we've done, but I can make it better." he said as he waddled over to the bar to retrieve the little silver box. He carried it over to the bed and sat down. He rubbed a little of the powder onto the welt the sting of the whip had raised.

The numbing effect of the drug made the girl relax. This wasn't too bad, she could handle it.

"See, no need to worry, I can make it better."

The whip licked her flesh once more, then again. She could see that with each stroke, he became more excited, and she wished he would hurry up and get this over with. The absurdity of the whole scene became too much for her, and she started to laugh.

Her laughter angered Abdulah, and he struck again, much harder. So hard that he drew blood, the sight of which drove him on. She began to scream for him to stop, but her screams only fueled his frenzy. He was releasing all the anger he'd held inside on her and couldn't stop himself, until, she gasped, and then was silent, her face frozen in a grimace of shock and pain.