"But before we begin," I cut through the tension, my gaze landing on Charlotte, still dangling unconscious in the middle of the room.
I walked over to her and yanked off her blindfold. Charlotte blinked, her eyes slowly adjusting to the dim light. Confusion was plain on her face, still beautiful despite her fatigue.
Then her gaze traveled... catching Delilah in her cow outfit of nothing but straps and sheer lace, with drooping ears and a tail. Then Angeline in her useless black lace, with bunny ears and a tail pom-pom. Finally, Gwenneth is in naked pink silk with a pig's tail and a snout on her face.
Her eyes widened in utter disbelief. Her brain was clearly struggling to process, rejecting the reality before her. She opened her mouth to scream—a scream of shock, perhaps horror—but all that came out was a muffled sound, her mouth still sealed by the ball gag.
"Mmpphh!"
