Deep Shit [R-18]

(Previously..)

"Now, my pretty~ let me see that beautiful face" Reta grinned lecherously.

"What's wrong my dear, are you deaf?" Reta smirked amusedly as she slowly approached Maya, twirling the knife threateningly in her hand.

Each step Reta took forward, Maya took one step back. Surrounding them were metal contraptions of various shapes and sizes, and their shadows seemed to shift ominously on the stone floor as the candle lights flickered in the darkness.

Like a dance, they shuffled to the same tune, edging further and further away from the door. Soon, Maya found her back hard pressed against the cold stone wall..

Gulp. Maya swallowed as she felt a metal blade being pressed against her throat.

"Looks like you have nowhere left to run~" Reta's eyes curved into upturned crescent moons as she cornered her prey. "Now.. are you going to lift that hood or am I gonna have to slash that throat?"