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control when they realize that there’s nothing short of killing me that would get a reaction from me. Jack loved it when I showed up, he would make Georgina suck my dick while he whipped me, but this day was for me and Cereus and it was time for my sweet Cereus to learn how to play.
    Jack’s eyes almost popped from his skull when he saw my perfect Cereus saunter in, her eyes studying everything on display, her pink, soft tongue swiping out across her bottom lip when her eyes devoured a man between a whores thighs lapping at her filthy cunt.
    I remember leaning over her shoulder and whispering, “Does that turn you on?” making sure my tongue swiped her earlobe as I did. Her gasp and then shiver told me where she would prefer my tongue but I was still holding out on her. I enjoy the torment of it and relish the game of her trying to make me jealous with other men when we ventured out. She would use her natural beauty to lure gullible fools to the dance floor whenever I would take her out around the sheep. She would sway her body with theirs, in sync to whatever noise was playing through the speakers. Rubbing her tight, little body on them, teasing, taunting, encouraging them until they overstep and grab at her inappropriately. How could they ever see themselves as worthy enough for such a creature?
    They didn’t like her cock teasing; they all wanted to taste something so forbidden to them, wanted to be all up inside her hot, young pussy. That’s when I would introduce myself, or rather my blade to their sternum and she loved to bring out the man in me.

THE PRESENT
    “I need you to answer the question, why do you have Georgina’s licence?” the large man asked, slamming the card down on the table.
    Ryan cranked his neck but I almost laughed at this foolish man trying to intimidate me
    Didn’t he know who he was in this room with?
    “Silence won’t help you here, this woman was found murdered and here you are acting erratic and at the scene of another crime with her licence. Now start from the beginning, how do you know her?”
    …Remember.

    4 MONTHS EARLIER
    Shifting to escape the heat of Georgina’s body I push the covers down my own and scrunch my nose up at the wet soaked sheet beneath me.
    Her half-hearted groan tells me she still hasn’t recovered from the amount of alcohol we consumed last night. I debate kicking her to the floor so her hot sticky skin doesn’t keep touching me but instead I give in to the light streaming through the window. Sitting up a moan escapes my lips when my head protests the motion. There’s an ache behind my eyes and right then I decide the next place we go will have to be somewhere cold that stays dark in the mornings.
    Getting to my feet the crimson stain on my tank top gives me pause. “What the hell?” My hands are coated with the sticky, dried blood!
    Not for the first time.
    My mind scratches through last night’s memories, clawing from moment to moment.
    “Does that turn you on?” Ryan asked causing a knowing shiver to chase my pulse through my body. It didn’t but the warm swipe of his tongue so quick, so light that I could feel so deep it was as if he sucked my lobe into his mouth and bit down.
    Taste me.
    He had brought me to a dungeon posing as a bar; it reminded me of a torture chamber in an old castle we went to on a class trip back when I was twelve. Albeit there were no naked people chained to walls and fully exposed sexual acts happening there, like there were here.
    A rich smell of alcohol and something almost sweet was pungent in the air but it was thick, the sweat mixed bodies causing the atmosphere to feel too hot, damp even. I almost felt lightheaded on the scenes in front of me before I even began to drink. Ryan’s hand entwined with mine making my heart shudder in my chest as he pulled me along a large bar and through a set of double doors into a dark corridor with doors on each side, some closed, others open. More sexual acts assaulted my eyes