Strips and enters the box.

Amanda gripped the bottom of her tank top before pulling it up and over her head leaving only a sports bra to cover her chest. She then unbuttoned her khaki shorts and slid them down her tone smooth legs. She paused as the tour group around her turned their gaze to her.

She heard their voices as she continued stripping.

"Look at this. Another slut to join the box."

"I'd like to have a go with her before she gets stuffed inside." One man said.

"Such a dirty slut." One woman said looking at her with hatred. "She saw some cocks and couldn't stay dressed 5 minutes. I hope they enslave her."

Amanda felt humiliated as her thong dropped to the floor leaving her completely naked. Her petite form was tone and athletic topped off with her small but perky tits. She felt the strong body of the Whipmaster press against her naked backside. The scene had intoxicatingly ignited a dark part of Amanda that she had prayed her sister didn't share.

"Into the box ****." The Whipmaster whispered into her ear making her shudder and her already soaked pussy gush with more of her nectar.

She opened the box to see three naked women crawling around inside. Cumstains covered their bodies and the floor of the box. She watched as the bound ****'s restraints were pulled hard and her ass flatted against the wall deeply impaled on a cock while she struggled to keep the cock in her mouth on her lips. Amanda climbed over the edge and felt the soft hands of one of the women tug her inside with a giggle.

Amanda looked up to see the Whipmaster close the lid bathing them in darkness except for the light from the empty glory holes. She shuddered as she heard the latch on the box close and what sounded like a padlock lock it. Soft hands found Amanda's naked body and began exploring.

"Rebekah... Rebekah is that you?" Amanda said softly "I'm Amanda James, Amy's sister. Where is Amy?"