Colt
As I stepped back into the room, the scene before me made my stomach churn. Amanda was on her knees, with Blaze and Luther hovering over her, clearly amusing themselves at her expense. The sight was sickening, and I felt a wave of nausea wash over me.
Luther's eyes met mine, and the look on his face sent a chill down my spine. His lips curled into a smirk, a mixture of cruel satisfaction and challenge dancing in his eyes. Without breaking eye contact, he slowly rose from the couch, his movements deliberate and predatory.
I watched, frozen in place, as Luther sauntered over to a nearby drawer. He rummaged through it for a moment, the sound of objects being shuffled around filling the tense silence. When he turned back, my eyes widened in shock.
In his hand was a dildo, at least 10
