Madness (L.O.R.D.S., #6)

by Shantel Tessier

We’ve earned our place at their table. I’d rather starve.

“I’ll tie you up in a tight little ball, suspend you from the ceiling so that your cunt, mouth, and ass are easily on display for me to fuck.” I like the way her face pales at my words. It makes her eyes a brighter blue. “Once I’m done violating you, I’ll sit down, have a smoke while I let you hang there, and watch my cum leak from your stretched-out and overused holes like the worthless whore you’re meant to be.”

who did this to you?”

“That’s my good girl.”