When the doorbell rang, Tristan went to answer. I struggled to make noise, but sweet laughter echoed from the living room.

It was Vicky! She'd come too!

My heart turned to ashes.

She definitely wouldn't save me.

Soon I was tied to the chair again.

Vicky, Hannah, and Tristan stood together, caressing each other.

Their groans and soft moans rose and fell. I blushed, trying to break free from this ...