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Chapter 2
Looking back on that fateful day, Susan never regretted her decision to submit to Camille; despite the intense emotional and physical toll it took on her. The thought of being permanently barred from the cult was too much for her to bear. Yes, she decided, she would do anything to stay. But whom could she convince to join her?
Reluctantly, she picked up the phone and called the one person outside the cult whom she still had even a remote relationship with; the one girl she knew who would take her call, her sister Cindy. They have not spoken in over a year, ever since Susan went away to school and then moved in with Camille and that weird cult. Cindy was surprised, but pleased; to hear from her older sister and readily agreed to meet at a local coffee shop the next day.
The two girls were reunited for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. They were never very close while growing up, despite their close proximity in age. Cindy was now a freshman at a nearby university. Their awkward conversation seemed to be going around in circles until the younger sister got up to use the restroom. While gone, Susan used this perfect opportunity to carefully pour a clear, tasteless liquid into her sister's drink. Minutes later Cindy returned and took a final, fateful sip of her cappuccino. The young girl felt groggy almost immediately. She excused herself and stumbled outside for air. She staggered and finally passed out, conveniently into her sister's waiting arms. There she was quickly thrown into a waiting van and spirited away.
Once Cindy had finally awoken, her head felt heavy. But that feeling was nothing compared to the shock she felt when she noticed that she was chained to a wall in what looked like a basement dungeon! Worse yet, the poor girl was stripped of all her clothes, except for her white stockings, garters, bra and panties. (It seems she was going to meet her boyfriend after visiting her sister at the coffee shop). Susan, sitting in a nearby chair, apologized nervously for her sister's predicament, and then slowly explained the situation to her.
Susan began by telling her younger sister how important Camille and the cult were to her. How Camille and the others in the house have changed her life. How she will do anything, absolutely anything to stay a part of it. However the only way she can be allowed to stay is if Cindy agrees to join her. Certainly Cindy can understand Susan's conundrum? Cindy is unmoved by her older sister's ridiculous ramblings and demands to be released immediately.
"You crazy bitch let me go this instant. What the hell are you doing to me?"
Susan reaffirms to Cindy that she cannot release her and assures her that in time she will come to understand her situation, and one day may even thank her for being introduced to Mistress Camille.
Unimpressed, Cindy continues to struggle with the chains, and she screams a string of profanities at her older sibling. Realizing that this is going nowhere, Susan storms out the room to fetch the Mistress.
Mistress Camille finally enters with two of her female assistants and Susan. She inspects Cindy for a minute and silently praises Susan for bringing her such a lovely new pledge, and a younger sibling no less!
Cindy looks nothing like her sister. She has long red hair and piercing green eyes. Her perfectly rounded tits hang high on her torso; as well they should for an 18-year-old college freshman. The Mistress carefully rubs her black latex gloved hands over the smooth skin of the restrained girl, pausing for a moment at Cindy's soft, panty-covered pussy. Cindy recoils for a moment, causing the Mistress to laugh. Camille resists a strong temptation to plunge a finger under the delicate fabric and into the restrained girl's tight little hole. There will be plenty of time for that later she tells herself. Yes this one will make a nice addition to her collection.
The assistants are obviously jealous of the attention being paid to the new girl, but they, of course don't dare let the Mistress know of their feelings.
Wasting no time, The Mistress tells Cindy matter-of- factly;
"The initiation phase is the most difficult part of your training, please accept the fact you are here and don't fight me. There will be no possibility of escape. I promise that in time you will be every bit as happy here as your sister."
Cindy tries to scream out again, but a bit gag is forced into her mouth. With that, Cindy is unchained, carefully handcuffed and dragged kicking and screaming through a door marked: Prep Room.
Cindy is placed on her back onto a padded leather table. Her wrists are uncuffed ever so briefly and quickly re-shackled above her head. The defiant girl is no match for the Mistress, the two assistants and her sister, who has now entered the room and is obediently assisting. Next, Cindy's ankles are cuffed to a spreader bar dangling from the ceiling. A steel rod, hanging vertically, provides additional stabilization to the bar, and prevents Cindy from swinging her legs wildly. Susan leaves the room briefly and returns, carrying a tray full of shaving equipment. The assistant's have carefully cut away Cindy's panties and pulled them away. It seems the young firebrand is going to have her pussy shaved for the first time!
Her stocking and garters however, are left in place, at the Mistress' request. Next, Susan is ordered to begin lathering her sister's crimson haired cunt. Softly she applies the cream with a brush, making sure to cover every inch. Cindy will not admit it, but the sensation is starting to make her pussy just a bit moist.
Susan knows she is doing something wrong, something evil perhaps, but Camille's control over her is too strong, and she must proceed. She shakes away any doubts she has and continues to gently brush the warm cream onto her sister's deliciously exposed pussy, carefully covering every inch of the tender mound. Cindy can do nothing but look on in frustration, as her older sister methodically goes about her work. For Cindy's own protection, a waist belt has been securely fastened across her waist. Mistress Camille is now ready to move in with a razor. She carefully and tenderly shaves the young girl's cunt completely bald. Satisfied, Camille wipes away the excess cream with a moist towel and then bends over and places a soft kiss on the newly shorn twat. A repulsed Cindy shuts her eyes. No other woman has ever touched her there before.
Satisfied with the day's work. The Mistress orders that Cindy be taken to her holding cell. She is carefully unstrapped from the table and promptly reshackled for the short trip to her cell. There she is left, completely naked and still cuffed with her arms behind her back. She cries herself to sleep, wondering why in the hell Susan would do something this to her.
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