Carla
closed her eyes and tried to block the noises from next door, but her mind, too
tired to think, could not conjure anything interesting enough to drown them out. The paper thin walls hid nothing from her ears
and their voices were so loud and so clear that she felt as though she was in the
same room as them.
“Good,
I like what I see,” the man offered.
There
was the click of stilettos on the wooden floor.
Suzie had moved.
“She
was right, you do look my type,” he continued. “I think we are going to have some fun tonight. Has my gorgeous little bitch told you what I like?”
He
started to pace, the dull thud of his heavy footsteps travelled from left to right
and back again.
“Yes,
Master.”
Carla’s
eyes were open instantly. In less than a
second she was bolt upright. Her tiredness
evaporated into the sweltering air around her.
‘Had Suzie, just called the man Master?’ She replayed the sentence in her head, yes, Suzie
had defiantly said Master. “What exactly is going on in there?” she
whispered under her breath.
Turning
over onto her hands and knees she crawled towards the wall behind the bed and knelt
on her pillows using the headboard for support.
Aware that she was intruding, yet unable to pull herself away, she placed
her left ear against the cool plaster.
“If
you don’t please me tonight, I will punish you.
Do you understand?”
“Yes,
Master.”
“If
I like you I will reward you. Do you understand?”
he snapped.
“Yes,
Master.”
“I’m
going to teach you what I like. You look
like the kind of woman that I enjoy.” Suddenly
his footsteps stopped.
“Come
here,” he commanded.
There
was a clatter of heels as Suzie approached him.
Carla felt her heart thumping in her chest. Her mouth was dry and she was thirsty, but she
could not bear to tear herself away from the wall to drink.
“Get
over my knee. I want to get to know you better,”
the man barked.
Sounds of shuffling scampered
through the wall as Suzie climbed onto his lap.
“Now,
tell me, have you been a good girl or have you been a bad girl?”
“I
have been a bad girl, Master.” A tremor rattled
Suzie’s voice, she sounded nervous and uncomfortable.
“What
have you done?”
“I
have done things with other men, Master.”
“What
things?”
“Rude
things. I should be punished, Master,”
Suzie stammered.
There
was a crack, it sounded like a smack, hard and quick. Carla gasped in surprise - the noise was so sudden,
violent and unexpected that she felt her own body flinch with shock.
“I
will decide when I punish you and what I punish you for. Do you understand?” the man barked, anger clearly
audible in his voice.