Chapter 2

“Can you pass me a bun?” I asked my father, who sat to my left.

“Of course!” My dad said and passed me the basket of buns.

“So, how are things going at the office, Dad?” my sister, Hannah, asked from across the table.

“Same as always, Han. Nothing exciting.” He sighed. “I’ve been working on a few big cases, but nothing groundbreaking.”

“Maybe you’ll find something interesting soon,” my sister, Amy, chimed in. “You never know.”

“Yeah, maybe. Anyway, let’s talk about something more pleasant. Since it’s Christmas tomorrow!” Dad said happily.

“I’m just glad the house looks as festive as it does,” Mom said with a slight sadness

“You did a wonderful job, Mom,” I reassured her.

“Well, this will be the first time your father and I have gone away for christmas,” She said with a forced smile.

“Don’t be sad, Mom,” Amy said. “You and Dad deserve a vacation.”

“Thanks, Amy.” Dad nodded and put his hand on her shoulder. “It is a little unfortunate that the only availability requires us to leave on Christmas eve”

“We’ll be fine,” I reassured them. “We’re not children.”

“Well, you are my big grown boy now,” My mother said. “But you better take good care of your little sisters. Even if they aren’t so little anymore.”

“I think I can manage myself, I did just get my drivers license you know.” Amy said proudly.

“No one cares, Amy.” Hannah rolled her eyes and poked at her food.

“Girls, be nice,” My father scolded. “I expect you to be on your best behavior, especially in front of your youngest sister, Avery. You are all supposed to be setting a good example. If you need any money, just call us. We’ll have our cell phones on the entire time. If anything happens, let us know.”

“Dad, we’re not going to burn the house down. I’m sure we can handle ourselves.” I laughed.

“I know,” he sighed. “I just worry about you all, that’s all.”

“Don’t worry, daddy,” Avery spoke up, “Our brother will take good care of us. He is so responsible. Unlike my mean old sisters.” She shot a dirty look at her two older sisters.

“I don’t have the energy to argue with you, brat.” Hannah replied, annoyed.

“Hey, hey, hey! That’s enough. We are family, and we will show respect to one another, especially during Christmas dinner.” Dad said sternly.

“Fine,” Hannah said with a roll of her eyes.

“Sorry, daddy,” Avery said sadly.

“It’s ok, baby.” Dad smiled.

“Avery is right, though,” I said. “I will make sure to watch over them and help them with anything they need.”

“I know, son.” Dad said, his tone softening. “They’ll be safe in your hands.”

“Let’s eat,” Mom said, “The food is getting cold.”

“Thanks for cooking, Mom,” I said. “The food is delicious.”

“Anything for my babies.” She smiled.

We had a beautiful feast. The turkey was golden brown, and the ham was perfectly cooked. There were mashed potatoes, green beans, and stuffing. For dessert, we had a beautiful cheesecake and a tray of Christmas cookies. We all talked and laughed, sharing stories and enjoying each other’s company. It was a wonderful evening, and I could feel the family’s love in the air.

Hannah and Amy cleared the table, while the rest of us moved into the family room to relax and talk some more.

“I can’t wait to open my presents,” Avery said.

“Be patient,” my father said. “Santa doesn’t come until later tonight.”

“I know, but I can’t help but be excited,” she said with a big smile.

“I know, me too.” I patted her head.

Hannah and Amy joined us in the family room, and we continued to talk and laugh with our Christmas spirits high.

“Okay, before your father and I get changed and ready to go, we need to do one thing.” Mom said with a big smile on her face.

“Let me guess. A photo?” Amy guessed.

“How’d you know?” Mom asked.

“Ugh, Give me a minute to fix my hair,” Hannah said and walked over to the mirror.

“Not much more cake you can add to your face” Amy mocked and followed her sister.

“Come on, you girls are already pretty.” Dad laughed.

“I have my phone all set up,” Mom said, pointing to a tripod and phone set up in front of the fireplace.

“We’re ready,” Hannah said when they returned.

“Alright, everyone say, Merry Christmas!” Mom said, and we all said it together.

We gathered around the Christmas tree and smiled for the photo. I had my arms wrapped around Hannah and Amy, and Avery was right in front of me. I smiled as the camera snapped a few shots.

“One more,” Mom said, “But this time just the kids.”

“Aww,” Hannah said, “Mom, we’re not kids.”

“You will always be my kids,” Mom said. “Now, gather around.”

We gathered close to each other and smiled for the photo.

“It’s perfect, I’ll send it to you all now.” Mom said and grabbed her phone. “We’re going to get ready now. We will be back down for goodbyes in a minute.”

My father got up off his chair and followed my mother out of the family room and up the stairs.

“Wow, you actually almost look hot in this picture Hannah,” Amy said, looking at her phone.

“Thanks, Amy,” Hannah replied, looking at her own phone. “But look at you. You look so sexy.”

“What about me?” Avery asked softly.

“Oh, you look adorable, sis,” Amy said.

The comment put a smile on Avery’s face and she left the room while looking at her phone. Hannah and Amy went back to the kitchen to finish cleaning up. I sat in the family room, enjoying the warmth of the fire. I took my phone out and looked at the photo of me with my sisters. We were all dressed up, just like we were every year. Each year my sisters grew older their dresses became more provocative.

Amy was under my right arm in the photo. She was 16 years old and stood around 5’ 1”. She wore a short black dress that fit tight against her skin. The deep v-cut of her dress showed off the gap between her petite breasts. Not wearing a bra either, she never did. Amy’s nipples could be seen poking against the tight fabric of her dress. Her blonde hair was draped behind her back. Her long silky hair was perfectly straightened, and she had a touch of light makeup on her face. Her lips were painted a deep shade of red. The contrast of her light blue eyes and dark red lips was a beautiful sight to see.

Hannah was under my left arm. She was also 16, 9 months behind Amy. She was about 4’11” and had a slender figure, much like her older sister. The difference between them was Hannah’s breasts had developed much quicker. Hannah had a nice round ass and a pair of C-cup breasts that held up her outfit. She wore a green sleeveless dress that went down to the floor, it was slit on the side and her leg was showing almost up to her waist. Her dark red dyed hair was straight but curled at the end and wrapped around her shoulders. Her eyes were a hazel color, and she had a thin layer of eyeliner and mascara on her eyes.

Although Amy was slightly older, Hannah worked hard to look older and more sophisticated than her sister. Even with her hair dyed an unnatural color, you could see it in the details of how she dressed and carried herself. Even though her larger chest made her look older, she knew she would always be slightly behind Amy.

Last but not least I looked down at Avery standing in front of me in the photo. At 14 years old she was much shorter than I was, about 4’8”, and was the smallest of my sisters. Her development matched Amy’s, She had a petite figure and even smaller breasts. The dress she was wearing was very revealing. Amy and Hannah had a habit of dressing their little sister up in things they wouldn’t even wear. Avery went along with it because her bigger sisters told her it looked good on her.

The dress she wore was a mini dress that had thin straps and was very short. The dress hung low on her body, showing off the top and sides of her small breasts, if it were any lower her nipples would be showing. The dress wasn’t skin tight but was shaped well to her slender figure. It was also very short and revealed almost the entirety of her thighs. And still, it had a slit that went up her hip bone, just to be a bit more revealing. She had a cute round butt and smooth creamy legs. Avery’s blonde hair was straightened and hung over her shoulders, giving her a sweet and innocent look with her light hazel eyes.

“You look Handsom,” Hannah said from behind me.

“Thanks,” I said.

“Mom and Dad are going to be gone soon,” She said and sat next to me.

“They’ll probably be down soon.” I smiled and patted her bare leg.

Hannah had a habit of sitting extremely close to me, ever since she was little.

“You’ll take good care of us, won’t you?” She asked, resting her head on my shoulder.

“Of course,” I replied.

“You’re so strong.” She put her hand on my arm.

“And you’re so sweet,” I replied, patting her head.

“You know, it’s a shame you didn’t bring a girlfriend home this year,” She said.

“Yeah, I guess.” I sighed.

“You never told me what happened?” She asked.

“We broke up,” I said. “We wanted different things.”

“Oh,” she sighed. “What did you want, and what did she want?”

“Well, you know, stuff,” I said, not wanting to get into the details.

“Tell me,” She pressed.

“This is something you don’t wanna hear about it,” I replied.

“Come on bro, we talk about everything.” She ran her hand up and down my arm.

Hannah wasn’t lying. Out of all our family, she was the one I could always talk to. Even when she was little, she was always there for me. She was the first person I would tell my secrets to. She knew things about me no one else knew. And I knew things about her no one else did. We had a special bond.

“I wanted more sex,” I said, lowering my voice.

“More?” She asked, intrigued.

“It’s not like we didn’t have sex. Her and I did it at least once a week.” I felt her body shift. “Yeah, it’s not exactly the kind of thing you talk about with your sister,” I chuckled.

“It’s ok. Tell me more,” She said softly.

“I just wanted it more often. I would’ve liked it every day,” I confessed.

“Really?” She asked, surprised. “You’d wanted to fuck her everyday?”

“Yeah, it’s something I really want in a relationship,” I admitted. “It’s important to me.”

“That makes sense.” She nodded her head.

“It’s just how I am. I’m sure I’ll find someone who wants the same,” I said.

“Yeah, and when you do, she better treat you right. You deserve that.” She hugged my arm.

“Thanks, Han,” I said and kissed the top of her head.

“Is everything ok in here?” Amy said, interrupting our conversation.

“Just talking about my ex,” I said.

“You and your ex? How boring,” She said and sat in Dad’s lounge chair.

Amy and I weren’t as close but still had a decent relationship. She was just a lot more blunt with everyone and we didn’t share as much as Hannah and I did.

“You should focus on the now,” Amy said. “That bitch, or whatever her name was, doesn’t matter.

“You’re right,” I said.

“She’s not the only girl in the world,” Amy said. “Besides, you won’t have time for any other girls anyways. There are three girls here that Mom and Dad are leaving you in charge of. You have your hands full.”

“Oh, Amy. He doesn’t have to watch over us like children.” Hannah laughed.

“Maybe not me,” She scoffed. “But you definitely need some supervision. Especially Avery. Who knows what kind of trouble that little slut will get into.”

“Don’t say that.” Hannah scowled at her.

“You can’t tell me what to do.” Amy stuck her tongue out.

“Guys, come on,” I intervened. “It’s christmas eve and the parents haven’t even left yet. Let’s not start fighting now.”

“She started it,” Hannah said.

“Oh, shut up,” Amy snapped.

“Enough,” I said firmly.

“Fine.” Amy folded her arms.

“I think I’ll go check on Avery,” Hannah said.

I felt her warm presence leave my side and I relaxed back on the couch. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

“Sorry, bro,” Amy said. “I guess I’m a little cranky.”

“It’s okay,” I said. “Want to tell me what’s going on?”

“Yeah, right.” She laughed. “You are the last person I would tell my problems to. Besides, you have enough problems of your own.”

“I may be a little preoccupied, but I can still lend an ear.” I smiled at her.

“Maybe.” She shrugged.

“So, why the bad attitude?” I asked.

“It’s nothing,” She said, waving her hand in the air.

“Come on,” I pressed. “I’m your big brother.”

“Ugh,” She groaned. “Don’t say it like that. I don’t need a lecture.”

“No lecture, promise.” I held my hand up.

“You really want to know?” She chuckled.

“Yes.” I nodded.

“Okay, here goes,” She sighed. “My boyfriend and I have been together for over a year and he still hasn’t fucked me. I tried to give him blowjobs and he always stopped me and said he wasn’t ready. What the fuck does that mean? How much longer is he going to wait?”

“Wow, um. Okay,” I stuttered.

“Yeah, I’m pretty sexually frustrated,” She said. “It’s getting harder and harder to keep myself in check. It’s just, the older I get, the hornier I get. You know? He’s my first love and I planned to lose my virginity to him but...” Her voice trailed off after realizing how much she was opening up. “Don’t you fucking dare tell anyone I’m a virgin still.”

“I won’t, promise,” I said, a little surprised.

“Thanks.” She smiled.

“I’m glad you can confide in me, Amy.”

“Whatever.” She sighed. “But don’t plan on it happening again.”

Amy got up and walked out of the room. I could tell she was a bit embarrassed but also relieved. It was the first time in a long time that her and I spoke like that. Once she turned 14 she bottled herself up and became angsty. I thought the attitude came from her trying to act mature as the oldest sister, but it just came across as bitchy.

I opened my phone and looked at the Christmas photo again and smiled.

“It’s time to go,” Dad called from the front door.

I got up and walked into the front hall. Amy and Hannah were already there and Avery was walking down the stairs.

“Be good, babies.” Mom kissed each of her daughters on the cheek. “We love you and we will be back soon.”

Dad hugged Amy and Hannah and said his goodbyes.

“I’m coming, Daddy!,” Avery shouted and ran towards our father.

Avery ran into his body and wrapped her arms around him. He placed his arms around her and picked her up and held her tightly. It gave us a clear view of the black panties she had on under her short dress. I heard Amy and Hannah snicker, knowing the short dress was their doing.

“I’ll miss you,” Avery said into his ear.

“I’ll miss you too,” he replied. “Listen to your older brother. Be a good girl and help him. Don’t cause trouble.”

“I won’t,” She said and looked at him with her big hazel eyes.

“That’s my girl.” He smiled and set her down.

“Come here,” Mom said and held her arms out to me.

I stepped closer and embraced her.

“Take good care of your sisters,” She whispered into my ear. “You know what they’re like.”

“I’ll take care of them, don’t worry,” I reassured her.

“Thank you, honey,” She said,

“Son,” Dad said, holding his hand out.

I shook his hand and we exchanged a warm smile.

“Have a safe flight, drive safe,” I said.

“We will.” Dad nodded.

“Love you, kids,” Mom called as they walked out the door.

“Love you too!” Amy and Hannah shouted.

“Love you Mommy and Daddy.” Avery said sweetly.

The door closed and they were gone. It was just us. My three younger sisters and me. There was a moment of silence as we all stood together.

“I need out of this fucking dress,” Hannah groaned.

“I can help with that,” Amy said and pulled Hannah’s zipper down her back.

“What the hell!” Hannah yelled and held her dress up.

“I’ve been dying to do that all night,” Amy laughed.

“Whatever, I’m going to get changed,” Hannah huffed and walked away.

“I’m going to put on my PJs too.” Amy said. “Avery, make sure you put on a decent pair of panties. I don’t want you wearing your usual big ugly underwears around the house.”

“Okay, Amy,” Avery replied and went upstairs.

I followed behind them and went into my own room. I quickly changed out of my dress pants and button shit into a pair of gym shorts and a T-shirt. I walked out of my room and saw my sisters still had their bedroom doors closed. I went downstairs and sat on the couch in the family room. I turned the TV on and put on Die Hard, my favorite Christmas movie.

“Oh good, I didn’t miss much.” Hannah said when she walked in.

I looked over and saw she was wearing a pink babydoll nightie that barely even reached below the upper part of her thighs. Her breasts were accentuated by the tight fabric that cupped her chest. She sat down on the couch next to me and put her feet on the coffee table. Her legs were perfectly smooth and toned and crossed to hide her panties.

The only time I saw her wear things like this was when the parents were going out for a late night with friends. Dad didn’t approve of his daughters walking around the house in such revealing clothing. It was a secret I didn’t mind keeping for them, it’s their bodies, and it should be their choice what they wear.

“I love this movie,” Amy said and sat down on Dad’s lounge chair.

Amy was wearing a dark purple satin top that was short enough that if she were to raise her arms it would expose her breasts. She wore matching dark purple satin shorts that had their waist rolled up, leaving her smooth legs on display from top to bottom. Another normal outfit for when the parents were away.

“Only John Can Drive Somebody That Crazy,” Avery quoted from the movie as she walked in.

“Whoa,” Amy exclaimed. “I said put on a decent pair of panties, not show them off.”

“Hey, leave her alone,” Hannah said. “Avery is comfortable with her body.”

“I’m not judging,” Amy defended herself.

“It’s fine, Avery.” I patted the couch. “Sit next to me.”

“Okay,” Avery said softly and walked over.

She was wearing a skin tight tank top that outlined her petite breasts. The top almost looked too small for her, as it wasn’t even low enough to cover her belly button. The panties she wore were something I’d never seen her wear before, they almost looked like lingerie.

“You’re too young for lingerie,” Amy scolded.

“Says the girl sitting on lingerie,” Hannah snapped back at Amy.

“Me? You’re literally wearing a babydoll, that is actually lingerie.”

“you’re just jealous I have the tits to fill it out.” Hannah teased.

“Whatever,” Amy scoffed and turned her attention back to the movie.

The room fell silent. My sisters and I watched the movie. A few minutes in Hannah snuggled up to me, like she always did when we watched a movie together. I could see Amy looking down at her chest, still hurt by Hannah’s words from before. Avery was just trying to pay attention to the movie, but over time edged closer to me.

After a while, Hannah was sound asleep. Her head was resting on my shoulder, and she was breathing deeply. She had fallen asleep many times during our movie nights. She was a light sleeper and if she was comfortable, she would just fall asleep. I could feel her body weight leaning on me, and I felt her warm breath against my neck.

The movie ended and I turned off the TV.

“Do you think Santa will come?” Avery asked innocently.

“He will, if you go to bed,” I answered.

“I think it’s time to sleep now anyways.” Avery yawned.

“Me too.” Amy agreed.

“Can you wake up Hannah so I can go to my room?” I asked.

“Yeah, no problem,” Amy said.

She walked over and shook her older sister.

“Hannah, wake up. Let’s go to bed.” Amy said.

“Hmm?” Hannah grumbled.

“Come on, Han.” Amy shook her harder.

“Oh,” She yawned. “Okay.”

She pushed on my arm and chest to help herself up. I could see the baby doll had adjusted in her sleep and a bit of her nipple was showing. Amy noticed too and adjusted her sister’s nightwear.

“Thank you,” Hannah mumbled and slowly walked to the stairs.

“Goodnight, bro,” Amy said. “Don’t stay up too late. You don’t want Santa to skip the house.”

“I won’t,” I said. “Night, sis.”

“Come on, Av,” Amy called, “Let’s go to bed.”

“Okay,” Avery said.

The girls left the room and went upstairs.

“I hope you like your presents,” I heard Avery say as their voices faded down the hall.

I played on my phone for about half an hour and got up off the couch. I made sure the house was locked up and went upstairs to check and make sure my sisters were sleeping. As I approached Amy’s door, I could hear the faint noise of moaning. I walked closer and put my ear to the door.

“Mmm, fuck,” She moaned.

The sound of her soft moans and curses filled the air and I could hear the faint buzzing of a vibrator. It wasn’t the first time I caught her masturbating, not even close. I now understood that she did it so frequently because of her issues with her boyfriend. I felt a bit bad, maybe I should’ve asked her to continue venting to me earlier.

“Fuuuuck,” She moaned.

I knew from experience that it meant she was cumming. I waited a moment and listened to the deep breaths and whimpers as her orgasm passed. The vibrating stopped and I knew she would be asleep shortly after.

“Merry Christmas, Amy,” I whispered.

I moved down the hall and heard nothing from Hannah’s room. I took a quick peek inside and saw her sleeping soundly, curled up with a pillow.

“Merry Christmas, Han,” I whispered as I quietly closed the door.

Last was Avery’s room. I walked down the hall and her door was closed. I didn’t hear any noise from her room and figured she was also sleeping. I opened her door and peeked inside. Her room was dark and there was a lump in her bed. I could barely see her form, but knew she was covered.

“Merry Christmas, Avery,” I whispered and slowly closed her door.

I walked downstairs and looked at the lit up Christmas tree. The presents shined from the color changing lights that decorated it. There were gifts from Mom, Dad, Amy, Hannah, Avery, and myself. The only thing left was for the holes to be filled in with gifts from Santa.

We all knew at this point a magical man wasn’t going to break into our house and leave gifts. This year I was tasked with the role of Santa, a part my dad usually played for us. He told me where the presents were hidden and which color wrapping he used for fragile gifts.

I walked away from the changing lights of the Christmas tree and walked towards the basement. I walked down the stairs and through the unfinished basement. I turned on the light and walked across the cement floor. I unlocked the closet with the key Dad had given me and looked at the shelves full of presents.

As I reached forward to grab the first gift a set of hands flew around my face and covered my mouth with a cloth. I tried to struggle but their grip was strong. It wasn’t long until I passed out.

I could feel my skin against the cold cement floor under my body. I had been stripped of my clothing and was completely naked. My vision was hazy but I could see that it was still dark out through the basement window.

The basement light turned itself back on. My eyes were still hazy and took a second to adjust to the new brightness in the room. I opened my eyes fully and saw wall mounted security camera sitting on a stack of boxes, pointed at me.

“Good morning.” A female voice said from the camera.

“What?” I muttered, confused.

“I bet you’re wondering what’s going on,” The voice spoke.

“Who are you? Where am I?” I asked.

“You’re going to play a game for your survival.” The female voice ignored my question. “You and your family have been breathing in a toxin for the past hour. In 24 hours you will loose the ability to breathe and this could be your last Christmas. The only way to get the antidote, is to finish your game.”

“What kind of sick game is this?” I asked.

“First part of the game. There is a present in front of the tree with your name on it.” The voice said. “Go and open it. Don’t think for a second going to any other room in the house. If you do the antidotes will be gone forever.”

“You’re crazy,” I said.

The voice from the camera stopped replying. I picked my naked body up off the ground and started walking towards the stairs. I noticed that the light switch I had turned on when I first came down was now covered by a white box. Someone was controlling it remotely. I continued upstairs and walked into the family room that was lit up by the Christmas tree lights.

Sitting in a row was 4 presents, each of them labeled. There was one for me, and each of my sisters. I saw at least 2 different cameras in the room watching me. One was on the mantle over the fireplace and the other was sitting in the center of the TV stand.

I approached the box that was clearly meant for me and picked it up, it felt almost empty. I ripped off the wrapping paper and opened the cardboard box inside. Laying at the bottom of the box was a white piece of paper. I picked it up and turned it over to see that it was a printed copy of the photo I had taken earlier with my sisters.

“Is this some kind of joke?” I asked.

A female voice came from the camera again. It explained in detail the age and measurements of my sisters, including breast size.

“Just leave them out of this,” I said to the camera.

“Each of your sisters is waiting in their rooms. The doors must remain closed while you are in the hall, or if you are in the room. They must not leave until you have completed the game with each. Once they are allowed you leave you can bring them downstairs where they can open their gift.”

“What game are you talking about?” I asked, confused.

“You have to cum inside each of your sisters pussys.” The female voice said.

“What!” I yelled, shocked.

“That is not all, each time you complete the first task another task starts. After you cum in the first sister you will also have to suck your dick to completion on a separate visit. After you cum in the second sister you will also have to eat her out until she cums on a separate visit. And Whatever sister you cum in last will need another load of cum in her pussy for her present.”

“You’re fucking insane. What the hell is this?” I said.

“The order you pick is up to you. The only rules are that you have a max 10 minutes per room and a total of 4 hours to complete your task. Also you can’t tell them about the second task until you re-enter to complete it. The order you go in is up to you. The game behind, Now!” The voice said firmly.

“Wait!” I yelled.

The camera didn’t reply. The Family room TV turned itself on with a timer counting down from 4 hours.

“Fuck,” I mumbled to myself.

I looked down at the 3 Christmas presents wondering if the antidote for my sisters was inside. I left color filled the room and walked upstairs. I was confused and scared, my mind raced, and was having trouble thinking. My heart was beating fast and I felt like I was going to throw up. I stood outside the 3 bedroom doors and thought about the game I was forced to play. I saw cameras set up to watch each door and the hallway. I wasn’t sure how to feel.

What I knew for sure was that I was going to go into Hannah’s room first. Hannah and I have always been the closest and I really needed someone to talk to about all this.

I opened her door and took a step inside. Her room was dark and the blinds were shut. I reached for the light switch but it was covered by a box, similar to the basement. After I closed the door behind me the ceiling light turned on. I looked over at the bed and saw Hannah lying on the bed. There were no covers on the bed and she was naked and blindfolded.

Her body was completely exposed, and her breasts were large and round. Her nipples were pink and perky, her skin was soft and smooth. Hannah had a very sexy body, I had seen her in very little clothing before, but never this. Even with the blindfold on, her dark red hair looked amazing against her fair skin.

“Hannah,” I said, walking towards her.

“Bro?” She asked and took off her blindfold.

“Hannah,” I said softly.

We both looked over each other’s naked bodies. I kept sawing her eyes looking at my cock then darting away, only to look again seconds later. I was also admiring her body, her exposed breasts were a sight to see.

She leaped off the bed and wrapped her arms around me. Her tits were pressed hard against my skin. The feeling of her bare skin against mine made my cock twitch.

“What’s happening?” She finally asked.

“I, uh,” I stuttered. “I don’t know how to explain it.”

“I remember being grabbed and when I woke up I was naked. There was a woman in a mask that told me keep the blindfold on and don’t move until you came into the room, or else.”