“No. Well, yeah, a few times. Before I met you, you know? Some nice guys there,
really, even if some people don’t think it, and I went with a couple of mates,
one of them was in the lifestyle. The rest of us... yeah, well, just curious I
suppose.”
“You enjoyed
it?”
Phiz peered at
him as if expecting a trick question. “Sort of. Like you said before, it’s not
something I want full time. But some of it appealed.” His eyes now glittered
with something more like mischief.
“The spanking.
The domination.”
Phiz chuckled.
“Mr Smacks, we used t’call it.”
“Mr Smacks?”
Phiz tensed up,
as if suddenly aware of what he’d said. “Just a joke,” he said weakly. He toyed
with his lower lip between his teeth.
“It may well
be,” Bryan said softly but firmly. “But it’s also a perfect description, isn’t
it?”
Phiz’s pupils
blew wide and he sucked in a breath. “Fuck.”
“Later.” Bryan
sat back down in the chair and swivelled it around so he faced Phiz fully. “For