"What. The. Fuck." I was stunned beyond
words. Doug, looking back at me over his
shoulder, smirked at my expression.
"You should see yourself," he said.
"Doug..."
"Or maybe you like what else you see. My
new pet . . ." He lightly squeezed his
meaty glutes together, causing Matthew
to yell in pain and consternation.
Squinting, I could see the tiny tear tracks
down his cheeks.
"Stop it! Let him go!" I reach out but stop,
worried that my hand would hurt Matthew
more than Doug's ass did. This gave my
ex-boyfriend the chance to turn back
toward me, once again hiding the small
form from view.
"Oh, I'll let him go all right. Only if you . . ."