The Mistress wipes the cobwebs off of her long black velvet skirt. Turning to face the bone encircled mirror hanging on the wall, adjusting her leather boostier ever so slightly, she sighs contentedly."Hello," Mistress purrs, "Welcome to my home. It's a pleasure to meet you and I want to feel comfortable here as we explore my dark environment."
Feeling like you've been easedropping on this private conversation between a beautiful, dark haired, woman and her reflection you realize she's looking right at you through the mirror. Stepping back, Mistress extends her arms out to you and you're sucked, ever so gently, through the realm of light into the Horror Scope.
people visited since Jan. 8th, 1999
Updated Jan. 28, 1999
