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The now disguised Ms Kumo began her journey through her lair as she stopped for a brief moment to listen.
"MMMPPPHH" the voices started to come from her larder.
The muffled cries of her victims were music to the evil creature's ears. Sam continued to squirm and struggle in her silk cocoon. Her blood slowed to a trickle as her gag soaked up most of the blood. She moved her head back and forth stretching her neck out the best she could, but the result was always the same. The cocoon would appear to stretch and pull a bit but would just snap back onto her form and cause her to bounce a bit. Sam looked over at the cocooned girls. They hung their heads and let out an occasional whimper but had clearly given up any hope of escape. Sam's eyes couldn't bear to watch her friends in their sticky situation. She cried as she looked into the corner. The hollowed out r
Breathless treasuresFrom the safety of her curtain blinds, Rei watched the man in a black business suit climb in to his new Hummer. She could barely contain her excitement as he exited his drive way, no doubt on his way for the weekend conference in Miami. The wife had already left for her High School Reunion and the house seemed to be completely empty for the weekend. With a grin, the watcher slowly closed the window blinds of her apartment and moved the binoculars away from her face.More Like This
"Perfect! I can rob this place blind!" she said with a devious grin as she pulled the binoculars away from her eyes. "And even better, there won't be anyone to get in my way." She licked her front teeth as she changed into her robber's outfit: a black tank top, black jeans, a black jacket and black leather gloves. She was tired of hunting, tired of having to rough up old people in their condos for a few hundred dollars. Someone with her skills would need better targets, why not this house?