"Shaeta, show Katia how I like to kiss," I said, and she didn't waste any time doing it.There was no telling whether Katia had been more excited to st...rt with or if Shaeta's kiss was just too much of a surprise, but seconds later she ripped their mouths apart, laid her head back and howled.She showed me then that her inner muscles were even stronger than Shaeta's had been, or else she was just trying harder. Her pussy's tunnel squeezed a come out of me, and it was a damned good one. I collapsed. It looked like a normal house. We knocked and this women dressed in a leather outfit answered the door. “You must be Ron and Barbara” she said in what sounded like a German accent. She led us inside and down a hallway to a large room with various what I would call dungeon devices. Mistress Zelda told us it was our last chance to stop, pay a sum of money and leave. “No Mistress” I said. “Ok, then strip. Both of you” she snapped. I guess I had not understood the fact that the profile said. " She pauses before continuing. "You're heavily drugged. I have to keep you that way until you are complete. That is why I woke you. I have to see how your hood is developing." "M...my h-hood?" I stutter, now noticing how high-pitched and female my voice sounds. "Yes, you are my vipress now. Your old life is gone. You will turn to me for all that you need from now on." She tells me, placing a hand on my leg. "Now to see your hood, I must arouse you. Please be quiet while I work.". The Bradshaw Mountain Church in the back country of the Bradshaw Mountains was different than church in the city. There was still a preacher and a sermon that most of the people appreciated at least some of the time. For everyone, some sermons hit a little close to home for comfort but the church services were still important to the mountain dwellers so they attended. The church services were where everyone got to say hello to their neighbors in a neutral setting and learn the news in the area..