Pierce looked down at Otti. He smirked as he gripped a handful of her hair. Then he yanked her head back before getting in her face.
"Are you comfortable?" he asked.
"That doesn't matter right now," I said.
Pierce glared at me.
"Yes it does," he argued.
I held his eyes.
"No, it doesn't," I repeated. "She's staying this way no matter what. I'll untie her after we both fill her p****y with our cu.m. If you try to untie anything before then... I'll tie you up too."
I leaned over Otti once more with a smirk. I dragged my lips along her spine, making her shiver. I bit down on her a.ss cheek until I knew my mark would be left. Otti gasped, moaned, and wiggled to her heart's content.
Pierce didn't argue with me further. He knew I would keep to my word. Despite the two of us never doing an
