Mallory POV
I made them kneel side by side on the carpet.
Rope still tight around their wrists. c***s dark and leaking, the tips shiny from how long I had kept them denied. I sat in the chair across from them with my legs spread wide so they could see exactly how wet and used I still was.
I picked up my phone.
“Stay quiet until I tell you to speak,” I said. “If either of you ruin this, I send everything.”
I dialed my ex-husband.
He answered on the second ring, voice already hopeful and soft the way it always got when he thought I might still want him.
“Hey… I didn’t think you’d call. Are you okay? I’ve been thinking about us and—”
I put him on speaker and set the phone on the desk.
“I’m better than okay,” I said. “I’m in a hotel room with two men who actually know how to stay har
