6

"Ianto …mate"

Ianto looked at the man hanging by his wrists from the rafters in the living room, by the large picture window and sighed "Warren. Shut the fuck up will you? This is between me and Lisa."

Lisa was sitting in a chair, a robe on now as she tried to look unruffled by the sight of her naked lover in such a position, her ex-lover still holding the whip as he walked around the naked man. She silently wondered why she had chosen a penthouse apartment with exposed rafters like this. It should have been obvious that the beams were low enough for such a scene. Then again … Ianto had liked this one before she had talked him into another one, wanting this one for herself.

"Ianto, if this is a jealousy thing…"

"Hush." Ianto said gently, smiling at her "All in good time Lissy. I will talk with you in a moment, OK love?"

She frowned, "Ianto. I mean it. This is silly."

"Yes. Yes it is. I mean … this throw rug is orange. A room full of red and you add orange? Lisa, did I teach you nothing about blending colours?" Ianto looked around the now brightly lit room "I do like the window though. So BIG. I liked this one right? You said no but clearly went out and got it in secret for your … Warren!"

"You know I like…"

"Being fucked against it?" he finished for her "You know I never liked displays like that. Of course … Warren here doesn't mind flashing his goods does he. I guess they are less startling than mine would have been hmmmmm?"

Lisa bristled in the chair, now glancing at the phone on the table and Ianto pretended not to notice as he grimaced "I'm sorry. That was unfair. Sorry Warren, it's not your fault. You have a rather good sized penis. It's just … mine is bigger. Much bigger and she must make you use that dildo a lot more than I had to in order to get the yodel started."

"Bastard" Warren snarled, swinging and writhing in the restraints, Ianto looking up at them without any indication that he even heard him. Handcuffs and the palms together with gaffer tape like he was praying.

"I got those for our third anniversary didn't I?" he said after a moment "Lisa? Didn't we take those on that weekend away at the B&B? God, that was a lovely bed. Hmmmm. Titanium ya know. Expensive."

"Ianto, come on Baby. Lets…."

Ianto's hand moved without warning, the whip catching Warren's crotch and the man cried out with alarm and pain as his knees were brought up, his feet leaving the ground as he swung with groans of pain.

Lisa sat with wide eyes as Ianto drew back the whip and the second crack was louder.

"You and he were sleeping together while you were wearing my ring" Ianto said as he calmed himself "That was the punishment for that. Dirty pool Warren, rubbing yourself against my woman like that. She was mine, you knew she was mine. Came to ours for dinner for fucksake. All this time … the two of you were laughing behind my back, eh? Well. Good thing I do not take these things personally."

Lisa was now feeling that cold rush of fear as she saw someone did not know at all, watching Ianto pad around the swinging man before he reached for the phone and tapped a couple of numbers in, snorting. "You didn't change your code? Awwww, you always were sentimental."

Ianto waited for the call to connect and the crisp bark of annoyance as Lisa's number would have been recognized "WHAT!"

Ianto's answer was to drive the knife that he had flicked from his wrist deep into Warren's gut, the man bellowing as Ianto gutted him, slicing him from hip to hip and Lisa screamed with horror as her lover's innards became …well …'outards' I guess.

"Lisa?" Yvonne screamed down the line "What is it? What's happening? Lisa?"

Ianto lifted the phone and taped it some more, Yvonne's face suddenly there as he smiled back "Hello Yvonne. Such a mild evening out there, did the opera please you tonight?"

Yvonne stared at him "Ianto?"

"Yes. I am with Lisa and Warren. You know … the happy couple. Warren. The one who sends out your orders as Lisa licks his balls." Ianto smiled, panning the phone so Lisa was able to be seen as well as the slowly dying man. "Warren, does that smart? Sorry … remiss of me."

Ianto walked over and struck again, Warren's head flopping back as he screamed one last time, the blade cutting into his heart. Ianto then looked at the handcuffs and reached up to unclip them, not just the gaffer tape holding the body up as it convulsed.

"Here, hold this for me Johnny" Ianto muttered thrusting the phone at John who happily held it to let Yvonne watch as Ianto leaned back against the table, then booted Warren hard, the body flying to the left, the gaffer tape giving way and then the window glass gave with the sudden impact as well … the body disappearing from view as Lisa screamed again.

"That will make a mess" Ianto muttered as he looked out over the edge "Good thing the car park is quiet this time of night. Imagine is she had rented on the other side of the building with that nice garden below."

He then turned back to the phone "Ah. Yvonne. I was calling to see if you were free tomorrow for lunch. You will now the place, some flowers will be delivered tomorrow with the address in the card."

Yvonne panted with anger and alarm as Ianto leaned closer to the screen "And Yvonne? Take care to come alone. Anyone else with you will be ….ah…cleared away."

John cut the call and placed the phone back on the table as Ianto shot his cuffs, girmcing at the one covered with blood.

"what do you want to do with the bitch?" John asked with glee, loving this man's sadistic flare.

"Oh her?" Ianto looked at the woman who was silently wetting herself "whatever. Might need her tomorrow. After that … whatever."

"Yay" John said as he leaned into her face "I do like toys that make noises."

Ianto hid the grin at John's false threats that soothed his inner horror at what he had just done.

He would never touch Lisa.

She had been Ianto's once, held his heart. She had betrayed him.

She was damaged goods now.