“Kneel before us, Sister, and confess your sins to us.” Beverly kneeled and sat back on her haunches, her head slightly tilted upward towards the Leader and her shoulders back, pushing her breasts even more forward. I’m sure that the amount of juice combined would keep you satisfied for a little while, at least. Samantha hadn’t noticed the Leader approaching her until he was almost right next to her and she flinched when she saw him. Samantha almost rushed to her side to pick up one of the treats. “Did you enjoy our little show, Samantha?”, chuckled the Leader. “I kinda gathered that,” said Samantha, looking pointedly at Beverly’s name tag. There were cushions wall-to-wall and mirrors on every surface. The temperature began to rise steadily as the smell of jasmine reached her nostrils and soft music began to play: violins accompanied by the sound of waves crashing. 6 o’clock, I’ll be there!
