Sadie Holmes is out trying to sell cookies around the neighborhood. She came up to one very interesting looking home. It's so big, but it doesn't have any windows. She knocks on the door only to find that it's unlocked and open. She sticks her head in and calls out. "Hello, would anyone like to buy some cookies?" Seeing inside, she just had to go in and check it out.

It looks like a castle inside. Stone walls and arch ways. A large wooden table that looks like it all came from one giant tree. And a black leather seat hanging from the ceiling by chains. It looks like a swing of some ...

Sadie Holmes is out trying to sell cookies around the neighborhood. She came up to one very interesting looking home. It's so big, but it doesn't have any windows. She knocks on the door only to find that it's unlocked and open. She sticks her head in and calls out. "Hello, would anyone like to buy some cookies?" Seeing inside, she just had to go in and check it out.

It looks like a castle inside. Stone walls and arch ways. A large wooden table that looks like it all came from one giant tree. And a black leather seat hanging from the ceiling by chains. It looks like a swing of some kind.

Just then Saharra Huxly walks up behind, grabs her by her denim jacket, lifts her into the air and slams her against the stone wall. "What are you doing in my house?!" She bellows at Sadie. "I'm just trying to sell cookies!" She shakily responds. Saharra puts her down, and tells her she can't leave. She must stay and play with her. Out of fear and curiosity, she agress to stay and play. But she just didn't know what type of games they were going to play. And Saharra loves to show off her strength about as much as she loves tasting and fucking young ladies.