.." Just what?" She asked in a husky whisper. Later, I realized she may have been egging me on."Just really hot." I said in my own husky whisper. Mum ...sighed a little and said, "I've seen you peeking on me when Im in the bath... And when I get out.She was tracing a finger over the head of my cock. I could barely believe it. "If you promise not to tell anyone," mum said, suddenly very sternly, like her tone changed completely for a second."I promise." Promise?" Promise."She leaned in for a kiss. It is finally time to meet, and you have dressed to impress. As you look in the mirror, satisfaction and confidence coarse through your veins. Hair...perfect, a tight top to accentuate the curves of your breasts, a skirt that is hemmed mid-thigh, and underneath; a sultry seductive set of lingerie. Yes, you are ready! We have decided to meet at a local park and take a walk so we can talk a little. It's eight o'clock in the evening and the sun is just beginning to sink into the horizon. The. She lifted her arms and shoulders and shrugged, perhaps she hadn’t understood my meaning. So I beckoned again, a bit more exaggerated this time.I had no way of knowing whether she understood me or not but I saw her gather her clothes before she disappeared once more.I went and dressed, before sitting with a bottle of wine. What the fuck was I doing, I wondered. I had never before ever looked at another woman, but somehow she had got under my skin, I knew that I was mesmerised by her, I knew. The only difference is that I did this shit all the time. What can I say? I’m a slut. I guess my number was finally up. I attempted to protest, but there were three large guys inside, and I knew that I was never going to see my sister again. The sexy guy pulled out a white cloth, something straight out of a horror movie, and when I woke up I was at The Chamber. I was bound and a heavy hood covered my head. I wanted to do nothing but fight. Fight for my life. Fight for my freedom. Until the hood.