Masked Crimes - Time for a snack I think.
From Create Your Own Story
You ease your way out of bed and head on towards your door. You open it and take two steps towards the living room.
A hand clamps over your nose and mouth. The hand has a rag coated in an odd-smelling liquid. You involuntarily breathe in a strange vapor, and in seconds, you pass out.
When you regain consciousness, you're inside a large warehouse. You're lying naked, spread-eagled and face up on a raised platform. Chains coming from the ceiling end in padded manacles, comfortable but secure. Your wrists and ankles are manacled.
Your equally naked sister is laying on an identical platform, restained in the same fashion, just a few feet away from you. A woman, wearing nothing but a mask and black boots, is standing near the platforms. Her red, curly hair flows halfway down her back, and her large chest needs no support. She's quite muscular and doesn't appear to have an ounce of fat on her.
"I have already relieved your house of its valuables," she says. "Normally, I would just dispose of you. But you're both too good-looking to waste." She pauses for thought. "So, what should I do with your fine young bodies?"
Jill looks over to you, quivering. She doesn't say a word, but her eyes indicate she's scared.
