Gwendolyn froze at the door, her hand wrapped around the doorknob, her eyes wide.
A bed stood in the middle of the living area, chained to the wall. On the bed were three Wildings, two men and a young woman.
They were naked and sweaty, their limbs tangled over one another.
Fucking.
The women lay on her back, her legs spread apart, her hands restrained above her head. A strip of leather covered her eyes, and her mouth hung open in a breathless gasp.
The two men ravaged her body, taking turns with her. One of them held her thighs, pounding his c**k rhythmically inside her, a wet squelching sound emitting each time he withdrew.
The other one lay beside her, his face buried in the curve of her neck, his hands fondling her breasts roughly.
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes clo
