Sara Evans:nnSex: FemalennAge: 37 yearsnnFigure: Soft-contoured, smooth-toned, very desirable and perfectly femininennComplexion: Heavily tannednnVoice: MusicalnnFace: Nymphish, flushed, round and smooth in contours nnEyes: Heavy-lidded, long-lashed, large and turquoisennHair: Silken, soft, abundant, black and curls down to assnnBust: 41DD, round, lop-sided and firmnnNipples: Light brown and puffynnWaist: 28nnHips: 42, wide-curvednnAss: Soft and massivennThighs: Smooth-toned and fatnn*nnV (Full name unknown):nnSex: FemalennAge: 25 yearsnnFigure: Soft-contoured, smooth-toned, voluptuous and desirably femininennComplexion: BlacknnVoice: High-pitchednnFace: Pretty, oval and full in cheeksnnEyes: Long-lashed, slightly slanted, large and blacknnHair: Thin, straight, black and hangs down to waistnnBust: 36DDD, round, slightly pendulous and firmnnNipples: Dark brown and protrudentnnWaist: 27nnHips: 39, wide-curvednnAss: Soft and bignnThighs: Soft-contoured and fatnnOrientation: LesbiannnRelation with J: SisternnRole as babe-hunter: Accomplice to Jnn*nnJ (Full name unknown):nnSex: FemalennAge: 28 yearsnnFigure: Smooth-toned, muscular, slim and slightly curvednnComplexion: BlacknnVoice: High-pitchednnFace: Pretty, oval and depressed in cheeks nnEyes: Slightly slanted, large, restless and blacknnHair: Short, thin, straight and hangs down to napennBust: 32C, round and firmnnWaist: 25nnHips: 34, slightly curvednnThighs: Soft-toned and mildly roundnnOrientation: LesbiannnRelation with V: SisternnRole as babe-hunter: MastermindnnSara Evans opened her eyes and moaned as the pain radiated through her over-stretched pectoral muscles. Her beautiful face contorted in reflex and she blinked into semi-darkness. The smell of damp wood hit her nostrils as she tried to look around. Everything about the place seemed strange and intimidating. Still lying on bed, she made a faint attempt to shift herself and realized instantly that each of her four limbs could not be moved. Something of coarse texture strained into her wrists and ankles as she tried to move them close. Frowning at this she rose a little and looked over to right. For some awful moments she stared at the rope which was wound around the wrist to keep her arm tied to bedpost. She turned her head instantly to left and saw that her other arm was treated in exactly the same way.nnIt felt ridiculous, yet alarming to see her arms tied to bedposts. She was known to be a sober-minded woman in her neighborhood and none of the person she knew could ever think of making such an absurd joke on her. It was indeed pointless for a mother of three like Sara to be treated like this but most alarming thing was that she had been tied on bed in an unfamiliar room. That pungent smell about the place didn't belong to her home.nnShe shivered in cold as a current of breeze swooped in the room. It seemed to pierce through her skin and she tried to pull her legs together. The strain of rope at ankles made her to look down. The sight was a good reason to add up to alarm. She stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed. Not only was she tied to bed but someone had stripped her naked.nnSo that wasn't joke.