Macy:
There was a building we could use for the plans I had made for the s.h.i.t a.s.s. Sitting between my dogs, shaking in fear. He hadn't spoken yet, but I knew he would before he died.
We pulled in on screeching tires beside the building nestled in the private property of my landing strip.
"Boys, could you be so helpful and bring that douche into the building to our right, please?" I bat my eyelashes at them.
"Anything for you, love." Wyatt's smile made me realize that not only did we not get to finish what we had started earlier, but I could still feel their hands on me, and knowing I was about to have fun torturing someone had me drenched all over again.
"Just put him there, my darlings. Tie him up tight." I felt the power of the fear I was inflicting on this man as it wrapped a
