Ch1. Coming Home
As Beth stepped through the creaking threshold of the old family homestead, her heart pounded in anticipation. The walls whispered secrets, while dusty cobwebs hung in delicate webs around corners, their patterns resembling ancient runic scripts. Each breath taken within the premises seemed to echo a past ripped away from her.
"Excuse the fuck out of me, but who hell are you and what are you doing in my house. "Megan demands as she see this woman dressed head to toe like one of those women from an Amish farm. "It's me Megan, it's Beth. I was able to get escape and come back home. " Beth expresses with tears in her eyes.
"Oh, Beth!" Megan gasps, her eyes widening in realization. "I didn't recognize you in that awful costume. But hey, welcome home! here let's sit in the kitchen and we can talk about."
As they go to the kitchen to sit, Beth is visibly nervous. "It is over little sister. You are home again. Now one not even that bitch will ever get their hands on you again." Megan stated with bitterness at what happened to her sister. "How did you manage to escape?"
Beth replied quietly, "It wasn't easy, but I found a way." Megan nodded, her gaze softening. "Well, you're safe now, Beth. We'll never let anything happen to you again. Daddy will so trilled to have you home again."
The sisters looked at each other intently. Beth's gaze darted between Megan and the tattoo of the dragon on her back. "You have grown up and filled out big sister." Beth says looking at her sister wonderful sexy body.
"Beth what is with this plain, overside shitty outfit you are wearing and why are wearing gloves? Did you have to wear trash like that the whole time?" Megan asked, staring at Beth's simple attire.
Beth shook her head, her expression grim yet hopeful. "Yes, the Community is strict on many things" She hesitated before continuing, "It was forbidden to show any part of your body other than this part of your face outside my dorm room. You could only touch a person if they were your husband, or your kids and you could only do that what would in their house. Nothing had windows, they were considered to invite temptation."
Megan's curiosity piqued, prompting her to ask, "How did you finally escape, Dad tried to get you out, but the law would not help and no matter how much money no would touch anywhere near their area?"
Beth sighed deeply, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Mom wanted to pair me off with an Elder of the Community; she said he was a good fit to give him children. I have not felt someone's touch on my skin in four years; I did not want the first time to be one of them touching my body ever."
"Do you think one of them will come looking for you?" Megan asked with a bit of fear and anger at the idea of that. "No, you have to burn all your person stuff you bring to show your commitment to Community, you are to talk about the old life." Beth explained softly shaking.
"What about her (referring to their mother); she took you once, what to stop her from trying to do it again. I know dad and I will do all we can to keep you safe but that could get ugly...for her." Megan expressed firmly.
"Funny story, her cabin burned down with her inside it the night I escaped." Beth states and with a devilish smile and a wink to Megan."
Megan Smiled by this news. I would have burned the whole damn cult down, starting with that bitch and the elders!" Anger flared in Megan's voice as she spoke, her fists tightening into balls.
"Megan, calm down. I escaped. It is over. Let's focus on our future together." Beth said, reaching out to lay a comforting hand on Megan's arm. "Let's start by you taking off those gloves and bonnet and let me be the first person to touch you." Megan proposed softly.
Beth hesitated momentarily before nodding timidly and removing her gloves, carefully folding them onto the table. With trembling fingers, she untied the strings securing her bonnet, letting it fall gently onto the floor. A cascade of golden locks tumbled down her back, contrasting beautifully against her pale complexion.
Megan softly reached out and for the first time in four years, Beth felt someone's else touch. Feeling her sisters touch flooded her body with warmth and arousal. Beth stared wide-eyed at Megan, unable to comprehend the feelings coursing through her veins.
"I've waited so long for this," Megan murmured huskily, her fingers tracing tender lines along Beth's hands. Beth shivered from her touch, her heartbeat accelerating wildly. With every brush of Megan's fingertips across her skin, new sensations awakened, stirring a deep hunger within her.
Beth leans in and kisses her big sister full on the lips. Beth tastes freedom for the first time in four years, Megan shocked at first opens her mouth and both sisters let their tongs dance lightly between their lips. Beth wraps her arms around Megan's neck. "Beth, why don't we get you out of this trash and into something sexier, like what I am wearing. Megan says as she relishes this kiss from her sister.
"I need to do something first. I need to use the dual showers so I can shave and clean up. Women could not do that till they got married." Beth says with embarrassment in her voice.
"I am sure you still remember where it is. I will go upstairs and look for some outfits and give you some time to "sexy up." Megan state with a laugh to help break the tension.
As Megan heads upstairs, Beth heads downstairs to the Master Bathroom.
Ch2. Sheading the Old
Megan walked quietly up the staircase, the wooden steps creaking under her feet. Memories of running up and down the hallways as a child came flooding back to her. Her heart ached as she thought of the last four years, and the pain that Beth must have endured. Determined to help her sister heal; Megan turned towards the closet, searching for clothes that would make Beth feel comfortable and beautiful.
