Spotlight On...John Simpson, author of Pain and Revenge

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Today I am shining my spotlight on an author, who not only knows his men and knows them well but is able to weave a tale of lust, desire and punishment within his story.

Pain and Revenge by John Simpson

Synopsis

Rookie CIA agent James Elliot is sent to his first assignment in London, where he finds out that not only does the CIA know that he's gay, but that he's been brought in on an assignment precisely for that reason. James is thrown into a situation where he must seduce a Russian GRU Agent and find out what he's doing in England.

Warning: male/male forced sex scene that is intricate to the plot. Also spankings are the sadistic Russians speciality and the question is, "Can James Elliot hold out to finish the job?" The novella reaches a satisfactory conclusion as the answer to the question.

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Excerpt from PAIN AND REVENGE by John Simpson

I was just about to begin to fill him in on his assignment, shall I proceed?" Severs asked.

"Yes, by all means."

A photograph took up the entire screen at the other end of the table.

"This is Gregor Malakoff. He's just been brought in to the Russian Embassy as a "general trade," mission member but his real job is GRU, or the Glavnoye Razvedyvatel'noye Upravleniye, also known as Russian military intelligence. As you know, the GRU is Russia's largest intelligence agency, which also controls their "Spetsnaz," or Special Forces.

Here's what we have on him personally: He is 5'11, 190 pounds of solid muscle. He works out four times a week and is deadly when it comes to martial arts. Brown hair, blue eyes. One more thing, he's gay. He has a preference for males of a slighter build, blond hair, blue eyes, on the submissive side, shorter or as tall as him but no taller, and between 145 pounds and 200. Oh, and he likes his men hung and preferably into leather type bedroom activities."

"And you're telling me all this detail, why?"

"Elliot, we know as the agency knows,  that you are gay. You have blond hair, blue eyes, are 5'10, 185, fairly well built. The only thing the agency doesn't know is if you're hung or not. Are you?"

"Am I what? Hung? Are you kidding me? You want me to go after this Malakoff sexually?"

"Are you hung?"

"Yes damnit! What if I weren't? Would that exclude me from this madness?"

"No, you would just have to try harder in other areas. Sorry to get so personal James really I am. However, it's vital that you become a honey pot for this man."

"A what?"

"It's an old expression in the spy business. Both sides would use good-looking women who were agents to get next to their targets and suck information out of them as it were. This is the same principle using the male gender."

"Yeah, I understand. Only it won't be just information that I'll be forced to suck out of this dude."

"It's for the flag James, the women had to do the same thing and more."

"Why is this guy so important?"

"We need to find out why the GRU has sent a man here to London of all places. It's not the usual location for this type of agent. Your job is to find out how long he's going to be here, and why. You'll wanna get invited back to his flat since he doesn't stay at the Embassy, and find out what he has there. Your cover will be what it is. You're an accountant for an American company that imports both English and Scottish products to the states. It's all in your briefing file, including the bars this guy likes to hang out in."

"You'll be given the latest in listening devices so that we should be able to monitor you wherever you go and whatever you do."

"Wonderful. You said he was into leather stuff, like what?" James asked.

"He likes to frequent bars that engage in spanking and whips. London has about five such bars and he has his favorites."

"Oh my God! You mean to tell me that since I'm supposed to be submissive that this guy is going to be beating my ass on top of everything else?"

"It may come to that, yes I'm afraid."

"You're afraid? It won't be your ass or back that feels the beating. Damn!"