I stood up, but the soft and wonderful feeling of my daughter's breasts was still on my neck. Because my wife went to the school summer camp, I hadn't touched a woman for three weeks. The touch just now completely aroused my sexual desire. I should have left my daughter's room to let her sleep well, but I couldn't move my feet. I gently half-knelt in front of my daughter's bed and began to slowly stare at her.
I used the soft cloth I had prepared long ago to pull apart my mother's wrists and ankles, and tied them to the head and foot of the bed respectively. At this moment, my mother was fixed in a "big" shape, like a lamb to be slaughtered. After fixing her hands and feet, I took out a black blindfold and covered her eyes. I didn't dare to violate her under her eyes. Then, I tied a strip of cloth in her mouth to prevent her from shouting "help" loudly.
Lauren lives with her parents in a beautiful Swiss village. Her introduction to sex starts with a brief encounter with a school friend but accelerates at an alarming rate as she is befriended by older teens and adults. They watch her, monitor her progress and slowly reveal to her the existence of a cult, intent on having Lauren as they latest member. Strapped to a sacrificial altar, who will save her from what would be the ultimate price of admission?