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looked around the stoop. It had peeling baby-shit yellow paint and a faint, unpleasant odor. She rang the bell.
    He opened the door almost immediately, like he had been standing behind it, waiting.
    “Mia, it’s a pleasure to see you, please come in.”
    The house was decayed and shabby as well. It smelled like old cabbage. There were dirty clothes lying on the chairs and half eaten supermarket deli food containers on the coffee table. He was obviously unmarried. He closed the door behind her.
    “Let me put you at ease, because I know this is an uncomfortable situation for you,” he said, still smiling. “I’m going to fuck you, and use you sexually, and it’s probably going to hurt. Because Mia, you remind me of my ex-wife and there is nothing I would rather do than beat the shit out of her. So let’s get comfortable shall we? Take off your clothes and do it now!”
    Mia left herself and disappeared up into her mind to a place no one could hurt her. She mechanically took off her clothes.
    “My, my, you look like you have certainly been a bad girl. Look at all those marks. Did your husband do that to you last night? Because they look fresh.”
    Her boss trailed his fingers over her flesh.
    “You know, you keep yourself in very good shape, Mia. You’re to be commended. A lot of women your age have already let themselves go. Do you jog?”
    Mia was in her own private space and didn’t realize she had been asked a question. The slap came out of nowhere, open handed, right across her face.
    “You probably didn’t hear me the first time and mistook my winning personality for someone who gives a shit about you. I said DO YOU JOG?”
    “Yes.”
    “Well, exercise and healthy eating are the cornerstone of a wholesome society. Bend over and pull your cheeks apart.”
    Mia bent over and did as requested.
    “Good now, put your face between your legs, so I can see it.”
    She complied.
    Gilheart picked up a digital camera, rapidly zoomed on her, making sure she was completely recognizable. He quickly snapped a picture of her.
    “In case, you ever think about discussing our little friendship with anyone at school, that photo will find its way to the school website, and will be posted before the rumor even stops.
    “This entire town will know what a wanton slut you are. Those hackers are so devious. All the world will get to see it before we discover it and take it down. I’ll probably have to issue a heartfelt apology to all the parents, but in a technological age, it’s hard to stop these things from happening.”
    “I’m not going to say anything.”
    “That’s so reassuring to hear. Stay right there and hold that pose.”
    Giheart left the room and returned with a whip.
    “Spread those cheeks nice and wide now. That’s a good girl.”
    Gilheart stood back, took aim, then wasted no time laying the whip into Mia’s ass crack. The whip cracked. The tip entered her butt cheeks at almost the speed of subsonic sound. Mia cried out involuntarily.
    “Felt good, didn’t it? How do you like this whip?” Gilheart said, showing it to her between her legs. “I made it myself. Shop class is so handy. The city was even good enough to buy the leather. I got the plans off the Internet. If you’re good, I’ll put the metal tips on it and you can watch as I peel the skin right off your ass.”
    He flipped the whip around so that now he had the handle and started rubbing her pussy with it. He stuck it into her opening, pushing the handle in.
    “Does that feel good, Mia? Because I certainly don’t want it too.”
    He took the handle out and brought it up to his nose, then licked it.
    “I don’t think you washed thoroughly after urinating, Mia. Bad girl. But as we all know, bitches are like that. And because you’re a bitch, I’m going to treat you like one. Stay there, don’t move.”
    Gilheart went and sat in an armchair and pulled his cock out. It was long and thick. He was uncircumcised. It looked like an