Devils

BLUE

Fred tied her hands and feet to the bed, so she wouldn't reach out to touch herself. He occasionally fingered her, leaving her whenever she was on the verge, and repeating it all over again.

Though seeing her in agony excited me, I felt sorry for her, knowing what she must be going through.

'You don't have to make such a face, brother. You were the one who brought this idea!' Fred accused, narrowing his eyes at me.

Bella panted on the bed, tired and begging for relief.

'But —'

'Don't give me that shit. And don't start acting like a saint. Who was it that wanted to fuck her raw and brand his name on her pussy with a knife?!'

I looked away from him, knowing he was telling the truth. After the call we had with her this afternoon, I almost went mad at the thought of another man touching her.

She might be our toy, but that never meant we wanted other men to look at her, to leer at her with those disgusting eyes of theirs. I wanted to go on a killing spree, gorging out the eyes of