“We can discuss it as we walk”. In his studio, Dmitri turned on the light, shut and bolted the door, and then ripped the little dress from Alexandra’s slim body. “A document deposited with an advocate, to be opened in the event that you do not collect it tomorrow morning – that kind of thing”? Again, her body jerked away from the punishment but he put an arm around her slim waist and pulled her towards him so that she had only the freedom to stamp her feet uselessly. “We can discuss it as we walk”. When her whole chest was red and blistered, he began to whip her with the nettles, letting her sway and writhe again. Alexandra looked up expectantly at the huge, bearded, wild-haired man striding straight towards her. Alexandra trembled deliciously. He waited patiently for her to fall back to the floor, emptying her lungs in a long, low sigh, then gathered up great masses of nettles in both hands and spread them all over her open thighs and abdomen until she was blanketed from chin to knee. “I could kill you here” Dmitri said, and she nodded.
