Pretty Little Liars: Where's Toby?

Part Eighteen

The Barn

            After sometime, Alison was finally able to tie Toby to a column holding up the rafters. She then gaged him, once again, with tape instead of the ball gag. But that didn’t stop him from yelling through the tape and trying to break free. But the rope rubbing against his bare chest was too painful, seeing as how it was rubbing him raw.

            “Give it a rest Toby. You. Can’t. Break. That. Rope.”, Alison said slowly, disappointed that he was still trying to break out. “I could make you stop sooner that you want to. You know that right?”, she asked, pointing the gun back at him. Toby’s eyes widened and he stopped struggling. Alison sat on a bail of hay for a minute, before seeing a golden opportunity.

            “Toby. Do you remember what I told when I visited you in jail?”, she asked, a half smile on her face. “MMMPH!! MMMPH!!”, Toby said through his gag. “I said ‘I bet you wish you’d kissed me when you had the chance’. And you know what? Now’s that chance.”, she continued. Suddenly, she kissed Toby on the cheek. She then continued to kiss him, beginning to make a trail down his neck and onto his chest.

            “MMMMPPH! MMMMPH!”, Toby shouted, protesting to what she was doing. But she didn’t listen. She was like a vampire, using his resistance as her blood. She began to kiss all over his chest, moving from his nipples to his navel. Toby hated every minute, knowing that he’d never want anyone except Spencer. But Alison was loving it, making Toby suffer through this was a beautiful to her.

           She continued to kiss his chest, moving her lips all over his upper body. Soon, Toby began to giggle a little. Even if he was hating it, he couldn’t help being ticklish. This had happened with Spencer more than once. “I knew you were enjoying this. Laugh your heart out Toby.”, Alison taunted, continuing her assault on the giggling boy.