The air froze in my lungs. My head jerked up, straining against the cuffs. It was a low sound, but I was very sure I heard it.

Meanwhile, a slow, predatory smile spread across Brie’s red lips. She didn’t look surprised but rather… pleased.

“Master?” I whispered, my voice tight. “Is… is someone else—”

The question was cut off by the stinging pain of her teeth sinking into the sensitive flesh of my inner thigh, perilously close to the base of my straining penis. I yelped, my ...