1. Samantha finds Trouble


    Date: 8/8/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Domination/submission, Gothic, Group Sex, Hardcore, Male Domination, Males / Female, Mind Control, Wife, Author: C.H. Davis, Rating: 77.3, Source: sexstories.com

    a blind fold and let the attendants dress her. She did so, questioning nothing. Finally, she was led out into the main room, where the others were waiting. “Bevy, you are about to begin the Trial. Listen closely to these instructions: Remember your training. It will guide you. Remember that a Whore Superior integrates the Three Values: Seduction, Restraint and Piety. You will be driven somewhere and lead inside. Then and only then may you remove your blindfold. Do you understand?” “Yes” “Then good luck, Bevy! And Let the Trial Begin!” Bevy was led over to the rear driver’s side of the sedan and the door closed beside her. The car sped off into the unknown. Chapter 13 Bevy tried to imagine what her trial would entail. Would it be Dungeon? A Cathouse perhaps? Maybe neither. Maybe both. She just knew that where ever her destination. She would be ready. After all, she had had so many Brothers and Sisters before, what would be a few more? The car pulled to stop next to the curb. Bevy heard the driver’s side door open and shut, then her own door open. She was led out of the car and past an open door. There was sound and noise coming from the door, but as soon as she entered, a hushed silence permeated thought the room. “You can take off your blindfold now” came a whisper in her ear. Bevy did so and looked around. Behind her the car was pulling away. She turned her attention to her new surroundings. She was in the sleaziest bar that she had ever laid eyes on. She was the only woman ...
    there and unlike the Brother’s that she had been with, who were required to maintain a cleanly appearance, these men looked like they hadn’t bathed in years! Feeling self-conscious standing in the door way, she walked in and sat on a nearby bar stool, every eye in place following her every move. “What are you doing here, Miss? You don’t look like the usual type of Street Walker who might come in.” said the Bartender. “Are you pledging some sort of Sorority? I warn you, Miss, the men in here don’t like jokes.” “Umm..Can..Can I have a drink?” asked Bevy, nervously. ‘These aren’t Brothers! What am I going to do! I don’t want to be raped!’ Bevy screamed in her mind. “Sure, what kind?” asked the Bartender. “Um..A..A Screwdriver.” said Bevy, saying the first type of drink that came to mind. “Alright, Miss, but I’m telling you, after this drink, you’d better skedaddle, the way you’re dressed, no telling what might happen, and I don’t need the heat from the cops.” said the Bartender. A minute latter, he returned with a small glass, “That’ll be $4.50, Miss” said the Bartender. “Oh..um..I.. I don’t have any money. I.. I forgot, sorry.” said Bevy, embarrassed that she had not realized that money was still used outside the Retreat, especially when she used to work at a Bank! “Tha’s no Problem ‘tall, this should cover it, eh, Jasper? Why don’t you go on down to basement and git me bottle of the fine scotch you keep down there, what’dya say?” Said a man who had taken a seat next to Bevy. ...
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