by Jennifer Jane Pope
'You seem a little confused, pony girl,' Hancock said. 'Hardly surprising, I suppose. This isn't quite what you had in mind, is it?' he seized Alison's left nipple between finger and thumb and squeezed brutally. Alison chewed deeply into the bit and tried not to make any sound, but it was a challenge she only just met. Her breasts rose and fell in heavy unison, but Hancock maintained his grip.