Bitchy Step-Sisters

Kody and London Evans wanted blood. Emma Ray had ratted them out for the cheating they actually pulled off, and payback was coming hard. The afternoon burned thick and heavy when Emma rolled into her driveway. The sisters blocked her in before she could kill the engine. Words turned sharp, then fists grabbed at fabric and limbs. Ropes cut across Emma’s wrists while she kicked and cursed. A thick bit gag jammed between her teeth, leather straps yanked tight behind her head, spit already leaking at the corners of her mouth. Another gag pressed down on top, muffling every sound into wet, frantic grunts. Blonde hair matted to her flushed face as they shoved her into the trunk, wrists cinched behind her, ankles crossed and lashed. The lid slammed shut on the dark, writhing shape inside.