Mom opened the door

"Children, I'm at home, meet your mother!"

You completely forgot that your mother was supposed to come, and you've been playing with these costumes for God knows how long. You wanted to quickly escape from the room together with your sister, but…

She clutched her head again and seemed to be in agony. Either she liked it, or it really hurt her, but she started pulling her face again. She tore the first mask off her head, and when she reached for the second, after several unsuccessful attempts, she realized that the mask was too tight around her head. She started looking for something on the back of her head, she felt that there was a zipper, but there was no tab. She frantically started searching and realizing that it was not there, she looked in your direction again. She crawled up to you and started clinging to you. You didn't understand if you really pissed her off, or if she wanted to get out of it all.

"But it looks like my sister is fighting for control... he-he" - said a voice in your head.

Then she fell on her back and for the last time pulling herself by the mask again lay lifeless on the floor. But not for long, she then slowly stood up and picked up her mask from the floor. Putting it back on her head and hiding the edge, she quickly kissed you on the lips.

"And she probably doesn't know that you're still at the helm… This is getting interesting, let's leave it that way for now..."

"Children, where are you? Are you in the room?" - mother knocked on the door.

Sister jumped off and took tights and chloroform. Hiding behind the door, she gestured to you to hide somewhere too. You lay down on the floor next to the bed and waited. You couldn't believe that you would have to put your own mother to sleep.

"Come on, it's very exciting. Look, my girl is already ready, and pull yourself together, otherwise I'll take control" - the voice told you.

The sister had already soaked tights with chloroform and was waiting for her mother to come in.

"I'm coming in" - there was a click.

The mother comes in and sees no one except an open box and scattered clothes.

"My God, they're at it again" - the mother said as she entered the room.

As soon as she walked a couple of meters from the doorway, a wet cloth was immediately pressed to her mouth and nose. She screamed, but the cloth muffled her scream. You snapped and began to hold her hands. Her eyes were full of fear when she saw your black figure in front of her with blue eyes. And then she saw out of the corner of her eye that there was also a black female figure standing behind her. She started kicking and tried to escape, but her strength began to leave her. The sister grabbed her huge breasts with her free hand and began to massage her. The mother started kicking and screaming even harder, but sometimes excited moans slipped through. Not for long, and she fainted more from fear than from the action of chloroform. You held the mother so she wouldn't fall. Meanwhile, the sister put tights on her head that were soaked with chloroform.

"Oooh yes, she always liked to do that with her victims... that's exactly her" - the voice sounded again.

The two of you put her on the bed. The mother was only 40, but her body did not get worse after the birth of two children. It was still toned and slender, even her breasts had not lost their shape. She could even compete with your sister in beauty. She was wearing a small white jacket, a white skirt and beige tights. She just got back from a business trip. She definitely didn't expect such a warm welcome.

Your sister pointed her finger at the mother and made some kind of gesture.

"She said – undress and tie, this is kinda our personal language"

You nodded and sat down next to your mother, while your sister sat down at the computer and started searching for something on the Internet.