He knelt between my legs, eyes drinking in the wreck he’d made of me. “Perfect,” he murmured, almost tender. From the black bag he pulled a second toy—long, thick, ridged silicone that made my stomach drop. The vibrator still buzzed mercilessly inside my pussy; there was no room for more. But he pushed anyway, forcing the head alongside.

The scream that tore out of me was inhuman. My back arched clear off the bed, ropes creaking as I thrashed. “No—no—too much—Uncle, please ...