Holding in her hand a small blue bag with a newly purchased shampoo, the twenty-one Christina Klein came out of the LaMarr store and bluntly smacked her high-heel red shoes over the hard asphalt of the parking lot.

“Oh, what is the weather today! - she happily sighed to herself, instantly plunging into the sunny-azure atmosphere of a really warm day. “I just want to sing!”

Possessing a seductive slender body (some of which today covered only an incredibly short dark dress), she had a lush curl of golden hair, large, long-ciliated green eyes well combined with a dark pencil, straight erect nose and plump lips, richly colored with delicate milky-violet lipstick. To this impeccable angel-like face, having also quite sharp SIS of the 2nd size, and gorgeous long legs (shod in shiny red shoes on a 12-centimeter heel), she looked like a beautiful ancient fairy, which was able to drive you crazy as a lustful forest satire, and any ordinary man!

So now, unwittingly catching in the parking lot the lustful looks of men (running from her most mincing legs, to the tattoo in the form of Gothic letters “LF” near the left eye!), She, shining with a wide white-toothed smile, simply “flew” to her blue Chevrolet ". "Flew" in order to quickly return home, where her faithful husband Dick and her one-year-old daughter Amelia were waiting for her!

“Oh, forgive me, young Fraulein!” - suddenly caught up with her behind the deep voice of a woman. - But, could you help me plunge these products in the trunk ?!

Christina turned around and, seeing a rather large frau in years (“a la garcon” wavy-red hair, huge beads around her neck, a wide dark pink hoodie), willingly nodded:

- Yes, of course, I will help you.

- It is very kind of you! - immediately smiled woman. “You are a real fraulein!”

Christina, bending down behind the gray bags piled up in the trolley, took the first one, yes, that hour ... gasped heavily - the bag, full of apples and pears, even for her turned out to be quite heavy!

- Oh, it's not for me, but for my son! - exclaimed the plump stranger, immediately noticing her puzzled look. “He’s already quite big and smart, so he needs so many fruits!”

- I understand, I understand ... - only discouraged Christina said, and, gathering her strength, meekly began to shift the heavy bags of food into the open trunk of her red car.

“By the way, my son is a very good boy,” the woman in the dark pink robe continued. - He always listens to me - his mother. And nowadays, admit, this is quite rare! So, since you are a very nice, sympathetic girl, I think you would be a good match for my son. Understand, I'm already old, and in our big house you need a helper ... Maybe you will be interested to meet my boy ?!

“Ugh ...” Christine frowned involuntarily, delivering the next package to the trunk. - Of course, you forgive me, Honorable Frau, but, first of all, I can’t imagine it - to meet up with the guy chosen by his mother! And secondly, I am already married and I have a child ...

“Probably, you think that he is old or ugly ...” middle-aged fat woman continued to rant, feeling the snow-white beads with her fingers. - Not! He is strong and handsome!

- Woman! - still could not stand the blonde, trying to shove the last provisions in the car. - You, what, do not hear me ?! I told you that I am married and that I already have a re ... oh!

Suddenly feeling a shot in her butt, she, without saying a word, gasped, and turning back to the stranger, she was stunned — with a strange smile, the woman was holding a half-pumped syringe with some kind of suspicious green liquid!

- What did you do ?! - only Christine cried, in horror having hatched her eyes.- What did you give me?

- Do not worry, my dear, this is necessary for business ... - the woman assured her impassively in tone. - For business ...

“For what, damn it, are you still doing ?!”, the green-eyed eyegrower would argue, however, having felt tremendous dizziness (and at the same time a literal “leaving” the earth from under her feet!), Without any feelings fell right into her arms ... women!

(1 hour later ...)

“God ... what is this ... some kind of nightmare ?! - flashed the first thought in Christine, as soon as she returned to consciousness again. “What am I connected with, and I am still in a basement ?!”

Indeed, being tied in the crucified position by hands and feet with strong ropes, she, being still not in a completely sober mind, saw what was in the cool twilight of a certain cellar! The basement, surrounded by inhospitable gray walls, dark water pipes, dusty rows of white washing machines and ... a lonely brown heating boiler, a bizarre ghost lurking in the farthest corner of the room!

"What does all of this mean?! - Christina again wondered, just now, having felt that her mouth was plugged with some kind of cloth red gag. - Where is I after all ?! And where is her mother, the same woman in a pink robe ?! ”

Feeling an unusual mixture of fear and some irritation, she tried to break out of this unexpected trap, but, realizing that the shackles were really very strong, she hung helplessly again in the anxiety of waiting.

- Oh, it looks like our guest is awake! - finally she heard from somewhere above the already familiar female voice with the step of heavy steps. - One minute, my dear, now I'm coming down to you!

Indeed, in less than a minute, the same woman came down to her from the parking lot, “swimming out” in front of her right from the cold gloom all in the same robe and bright “milky” beads!

- Mmmm! - right there Christina sobbed with displeasure, just glaring at her with an angry look.

“Well, not mychi, not mychi, dear,” the woman smiled in response. - You're not a calf to moo ... I, of course, apologize that I had to give you sleeping pills for the service rendered to us. However, it was the only chance to introduce you to my shy son. And you, as I see it, are really good! What a doll face, what golden hair ... Ummm, just my son loves such cute blond! And what elastic sisi - just one sight for sore eyes!

With these words, she came close to the blond prisoner and ... roughly squeezed her bosom from under the dress!

“What the hell is she doing ?! - At that time, bound Christine stared at her stunned. “Is she completely insane ?!”

- Ummm, yes, breasts that are necessary ... - only the rather fat woman said, unconstrainedly continuing her unusual action. - Though not so big, but agitated, elastic ... You, my dear, you can easily jerk off with them the most that there is a bulk man's member ...

“Exactly - crazy! - shot in the brain green eyed. - Oh, God, it looks like I was captured by a perverted little family! Got to sick perverts! "

In the meantime, a woman in a robe took out big scissors from somewhere and, looking slyly at her, said quietly:

- Darling, you probably will not mind if I prepare you a little for a meeting with my son? BUT?

- Mmmm! - again the captive sobbed with disgust, whimsically covering herself with goose bumps.

“I thought so, darling,” the fat woman smiled. - I just want you to look in the most advantageous way before meeting with him.

And, at that time, having taken up the business, soon rescued her from the dress, immediately releasing her pale tender-tits, piquantly hung with dark pink halos of large papillae!

- Ummm, lepota! - a woman in a robe smacked her lips sweetly, immediately admiring them. - From such "beauties" my son will definitely be delighted!

“God, does this really happen to me ?! - Christine wondered again, unwittingly blushing from such an unusual undressing. - Is this nasty woman now take me like this and put it under her son ?! I wonder if she ...