The Crimson Hunt
It was finally nighttime and the crimson hunt game was about to begin.
The girls had thought that Samantha would make them wear pretty dresses as they'd worn in the morning while taking their pictures, but she'd disappointed them when she'd instructed them to wear their ragged clothes.
Some girls were shaking with fear while some were bustling with excitement when Samantha introduced them to their future masters— both young and middle-aged men with big bellies that would make one think they'd swallowed an entire town.
They were all clad in expensive attires that screamed wealthy as they drank their bottles of wine while discussing a few things.
When they saw the girls approaching, they quickly clamped their mouths shut as if the girls could do anything if they heard what they were saying. Their eyes nakedly admired their bodies while licking their lips like they'd never seen a woman before, and rubbing their hands together like a housefly.