He was a bit of a mess. He’d had a nosebleed and it was smeared all over his face. He was still gagging after my last punch. Or the several before it. Whatever. Gasping desperately for air.
Maggie looked down at her thick thighs. There was blood on them.
For some reason, that really made me tingle. Her power. My power. His suffering. His balls didn’t look too good, either. They’d gone a sort of purpley-red and looked a bit swollen.
The three of us were certainly going to remember this little session! My knuckles still hurt.
Maggie looked at me. We grinned at each other.
“Do you think we should…should untie him now, Lieb?”
I gave a mock sigh.
“I suppose so!”
We had another fit of giggles, and began loosening his bonds.