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Samantha finds Trouble

... It never got this hot in my Daddy’s cornfield in Iowa!” said Beverly, as she unbuttoned blouse and fanned the cloth. Samantha just had to ask, “Don’t you wear a bra?” Beverly reddened slightly and said “Normally, yeah, but I’m not used to doing my own laundry yet and they kinda shrunk. I was going to buy some more after work, but…well, you know…” “Yeah, I know..” said Samantha. “Samantha, if I tell you something, do you promise not to laugh?” asked Beverly. “I promise.” said Samantha. “Well, I’ve only had it once before, sex, I mean, with my ex-boyfriend before I moved here after getting my Associates in Finance and taking this teller job and well…” “What is it, Beverly” asked Samantha, slightly annoyed. “Well, didn’t it seem..I mean, that guy, wasn’t he..I don’t know….hot? I mean he was so tall and those eyes! I’ve never seen a man with eyes like that! And, I don’t know, I just have always thought about what it would be like to be with someone I didn’t know, a stranger, someone powerful and mysterious…”said Beverly “Beverly! He was a bank robber! Probably a killer and a rapist! Not some Zorro!” said Samantha, exasperated. “You’re right! Of, course! I knew that!” said Beverly snapping out of her daydream and back to harsh reality trying to hide her shame at her secret, taboo fantasy. Just then, the sound of footsteps came from the stairs. This time there were four men in black robes, their hoods pushed back, but their faces obscured by masks that seemed more at home in a ...

... masquerade than here. “Quickly, the Master is ready for the first ritual! Leave the MILF and get the other one! The Master has seen the girl’s heart and knows that it will take longer to convert the mother than her.”, said one of the men. The others grabbed Beverly, who struggled against her assailants to no avail. “The first time is always the hardest!” said one of the men as he struggled to put fresh manticles to secure Beverly’s arms and legs. “Leave her alone, you bastards!”, yelled Samantha, but she was too far away to stop them. “Patience, my dear, your turn will come!” said the first man. Having secured their task at hand, the four men carried Beverly down the stairs and out of sight, Beverly’s cries echoing off the hard stone all of the way. ***** Samantha was alone for what seemed like an eternity when she again heard footsteps from the stairs. She decided to feign being a sleep than attacking when they least expected it. Through half-closed eyes, Samantha saw two men in black robes and masks on either side of Beverly, who was no longer shackled. She was now wearing a white robe that was sleeve-less and had a V-neck. The material looked like cotton and was tied with a gold silk rope around her waist. She was staring blankly ahead and didn’t seem like her usual self. The two men led her to the chairs on the other side of the room, away from the pillar that she was chained to earlier. “Sleep now, Sister and dream of all that you desire”, said man on Beverly’s left. Beverly ...