Tyler looks down at his helpless, completely naked sister. She's hanging upside-down from a large rectangular frame. Her ankles are buckled securely to the top corners of the rectangle and her wrists are bound together, extended as far as possible and fastened to a loop at the bottom center of the frame. A belt is buckled securely around her waist, and attached to it are four chains: Two extend horizontally, fastened to the sides of the frame preventing her from making any horizontal movement. the other two rise diagonally at 45-degree angles to where they're fastened to the frame; these are to support her weight. Tyler finishes preparing her by buckling on a leather blind-fold, and a ball-gag.

Tyler's pleased with his work. She's hanging at perfect height. He doesn't need to bend over or lean down -- her vagina is exactly level with his face. He looks at it smiling, licking his lips. He stares hungrily for a few moments but can't wait any longer. So, giving in to temptation, he puts his lips on hers, and begins eating her femininity. He nibbles away happily like a toddler in a candy-shop, listening to his sisters moaning through her gag.

Then he decides to take it to the next step. He bends over a bit and unbuckles and removes her gag -- after warning her that any word will result in a most severe punishment. His sister is obediently silent. He checks to make sure the blindfold is still in place. It is.

Tyler takes a deep breath. Then, he unbuckles, unzips, and -- allows his jeans to fall to his ankles. His heart's racing, but he continues. His boxer-shorts join his jeans, bunched around his ankles. Placing a hand behind his sister's neck, he puts his hard, throbbing penis into her warm, wet mouth. He gives his sister a one-word command: "Suck!" His sister begins to do so, suckling like a nursing baby, and he returns to eating her girliness. He can feel his scrotum smacking against his sister's nose. He loves this new sensation. He can barely stand, and grabs hold of his sister's chains for support.

When he feels like he's at the end, he grabs hold of the back of his sister's neck and holds her face firmly against his groin. He holds his breath. A few moments later, he releases it, as he simultaneously unloads some thick white goo into his sister's mouth.

He commands her to swallow. Then, to lick him completely clean. She does her best, given her position. He thinks she looks kind-of funny, the white goo on her red face. He looks at her for a little while longer, then notices her face is getting really dark-colored. So he pulls his boxers and jeans back up...

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'What the... where...' Tyler thinks to himself as he wakes up, extremely disoriented. His heart's racing. He remembers the dream vividly -- it seemed so real! He's partially disappointed, yet partially relieved it was only a dream. His penis is still hard and throbbing, straining against -- he's still wearing his clothes! He looks over at his sister. She's lying on her stomach, slightly on her side, with her butt turned towards him. Her face is turned away from him. A light on in the bathroom helps him see her form. She looks so cute... Her silk pajamas are so soft, smooth and sexy... He places a hand on her butt. When she doesn't stir, he rubs it a bit. It feels so awesome! She still hasn't woken. A minute later his penis is free, rubbing itself against her silk shorts. A little while later Tyler's pulled her shorts down, revealing her butt-crack. He rubs his penis against her butt-cheek.

She appears to still be sleeping. He carefully climbs on top of her, straddling her with his knees on either side, trying his best not to put any weight on her. His penis rubs itself up and down against her butt-crack. It feels so good! He wants more, but is afraid she'll wake up.

As quietly as he can, he climbs out of bad. A quick glance at the clock reveals it's four A.M. His penis is swinging freely, and instead of covering it, he just runs to get the pieces of equipment he needs, doing it as quickly as possible, successfully returning to the bed before his sister wakes up.

Tyler gets back into position, allowing his penis to rub itself up and down the groove of her backside. Supporting himself with one arm, he slowly, soothingly rubs his sister's back -- first on top of her silk camisole, then underneath it. Her back feels so soft, so smooth! He manages to get his T-shirt off and slowly lowers himself down on his sister so that his bare chest and stomach touch her camisole and back. She begins to stir as he allows some of his weight to rest on her. He strokes her head with one hand, and before she's completely awake, before she realizes what's happening, before she even tries to open her eyes -- a blindfold has been placed over her eyes. As she begins to realize what's happening, she feels a ball-gag pressing against her lips. She tries to lick her lips and wet her mouth a bit but doesn't get much chance as the ball is gently forced into her mouth. She doesn't resist. She feels the straps tightening around her face.

She can feel Tyler's 'finger' poking away at her naked butt, but when she feels two hands gripping her wrists she realizes that isn't a finger! Tyler gently moves her hands up behind her neck and buckles them together and to her collar. With those out of the way, Tyler lies back down on his sister. She feels his hands rubbing her sides, then moving underneath her and rubbing her sensitive nipples through her soft silky camisole.

She also feels Tyler's penis poking insistently at her butt-crack. She wonders what it looks like. To her, it feels like a soft finger. Tyler slips one of his legs in between hers and gently pushes. She responds by spreading her legs even more. Tyler gets in between her legs and lies down on her again. With her butt-cheeks spread even more, his penis is able to probe further into her underworld.

He stabs and rubs, holding his penis between two fingers to help guide it. He wonders if he should try to put it into one of his sister's holes. She couldn't do anything to stop him even if she wanted to. But it feels so good the way he's doing it now, just rubbing and pushing, while holding on tight with his own fingers. Before he gets a chance to try anything else, he knows it's over. Some white stuff spurts out of his penis, landing all over his sister's butt, back and upper thighs, as well as on the sheets. It looks gross. He rolls over, leaving his sister like that, and lies down on the bed about a foot away from her.

Emma guesses what that wet stuff she feels on her butt is. She's not stupid. She doesn't mind, really, although she would like to be able to clean it off. But she is disappointed at the sudden cessation of Tyler's touch. After waiting a few minutes, she wiggles in her bonds and makes some murmers through her gag. Tyler's dozed off, but wakes up from her actions. He looks over at his sister, noticing her predicament. Although he's somewhat disgusted by how dirty her backside looks, he's still grateful for the pleasure he got from her and knows it's all his own doing. Yawning, he climbs out of bed.

"Sorry, one second," he says, disappearing. He comes back wearing a pair of shorts and proceeds to unlock his sister -- everything but the gag, which he thinks won't hurt to leave. "Go take a good shower and get cleaned up," he commands her.

She disappears into the bathroom, leaving the bathroom door ajar as she's been trained to do. While she's doing that, Tyler sleepily leaves the garage and goes to the linen closet, returning with some clean sheets. His sister's toweling off in the bathroom when he returns. "Let's see," he says, reaching out to take the towel from her hand. She stands and slowly turns, allowing her brother to inspect her naked body. "Looks good, nice and clean," he says, satisfied. He takes his naked sister in his arms and gives her a big hug, allowing his hands to explore her back, butt and legs. She reciprocates, rubbing his bare back, but staying away from his shorts as she knows he wants. She feels so nice and smooth and Tyler's disappointed that he can't get hard again just yet.

Yawning again, they break their embrace. "Come help me change the sheets," he says, and his sister follows him back into the garage, noticing the light's on. Together, they change the sheets and Tyler lies down in the bed. He tells his sister to shut the light off before getting in. Unfortunately, she yelps as she feels the electricity flowing through her neck -- both twins forgot that the light-switch is beside the door, on the other side of the electric fence she's not allowing to cross. Tyler apologizes and deactivates her collar until she shuts the light off and returns to the proper side of the room. She climbs into bed beside her brother, who kisses her on her neck as compensation for the accidental shock. She presses her warm, smooth naked body into her brothers, chest to chest. The twins embrace, and together drift off to sleep again.

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"Tyler, phone-call!" Fred yells through the locked door, waking both twins. Initially, disoriented, the twins scramble to cover themselves with a sheet. Realizing, though, that the door's locked and their uncle is not coming in, they relax.

"Okay, Uncle Fred, I'll get it in here," Tyler yells back. He stumbles out of bed and goes to pick up the phone. He enters the secret code into the keypad, and the receiver comes alive.

"Hello? Yes, yes, sure. Um, I dunno. Okay. Okay. Okay, thanks. Okay. Bye."

Emma -- still gagged from the night before -- swings her legs over the side of the bed and sits up. She shrugs her shoulders, as if to ask her brother who was on the phone.

But either Tyler doesn't notice, doesn't understand her intention, or intentionally ignores it. He walks right up to her, picks her up, and then feeds her feet-first through the opening of her bird-cage, securely locking the door behind her. Satisfied she's sufficiently trapped inside the cage, he goes to the bathroom and gets dressed. He walks past his naked, caged sister as he goes from the bathroom to the door of the garage. He leaves her there and goes to get some breakfast, leaving the garage door open. (This, of course, makes Emma nervous -- she's already used to her brother seeing her naked, and doesn't really have a problem with that anymore. But she doesn't want others to see her that way -- especially not her creepy uncle!)

Tyler doesn't return for a full hour, but it seems to Emma even longer. By the time he returns, she's fingered herself and orgasmed maybe five times, having nothing else to do with her time locked in the cage like that. Tyler hands her a couple of power bars to eat and tells her to hurry as they have to leave soon.

"Oh yeah," he says, noticing her gag. He indicates for her to bring her head towards the bars, and he unlocks her gag. "Eat up, I'll be back soon." Again, he leaves.

He returns about fifteen minutes later. Emma says that she has to use the bathroom, and Tyler frees her from the cage so she can go.

"Okay, we have to leave soon so let's get you ready," Tyler says when his naked sister leaves the bathroom.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see. Come on, let's get you dressed." He holds out a pair of white panties for his sister to step into.

"Tell me please where we're going," his sister asks as she lets him pull the panties up to her hips.

"Emma! If I wanted you to know, you would know by now!" he says, motioning for her to sit on the edge of the bed so he can put a pair of silky white pantyhose on her legs. "Wow, your legs feel so awesome in these!" he says after she shows him the proper way of putting them on.

"I don't think you should take me places without me knowing ahead of time and agreeing. I mean, it's one thing playing our game at home. But going other places..." she says as she inserts her legs into the leotard he's holding out now.

"Emma!" Tyler pulls the leotard up over her butt and raises his voice. "Think about what you're saying! I don't think you really want to do this -- you know what will happen to you!"

"No, Tyler, Master, please," she says nervously while inserting her arms in the sleeves. "I didn't mean it that way. I didn't mean to be rude or anything." Despite the fact that he looks mad, he's rubbing his hands all over her leotard, making sure it's nice and smooth. He loves the way it feels!

He stops rubbing and goes to get a ball-gag.

"Wait. Please! Listen, Tyler, we're having so much fun together, right? It's such a fun game. But it's just a game, and I want you to remember that, and respect my rights too. It's just a game... Just tell me where you were planning on taking me -- maybe I'll agree, and then there will be no problem. And if I don't feel like it then please respect my rights."

Tyler's listening and shaking his head. "Emma, you're right that we're having lots of fun. But it looks to me like letting you have too much fun is a bad idea! It puts weird ideas into your head! Pets have fun -- their masters enjoy seeing them having fun. But that doesn't mean that they're not pets -- that doesn't mean that their masters don't do to them and with them whatever they want. Now this discussion is over. I'm sorry that you're not happy about it, but that's just the way it is." Holding her wrists together with one hand, he pulls downwards causing Emma to bend over slightly. She doesn't resist, and is rewarded with a swift spank on her rear in rebuke.

"Now you know that you're coming with me whether you like it or not. The only choice you have in the matter is whether or not you're going to cooperate, or be forced. Either way we're going, and you know there's nothing you can do to prevent it. Now really I should punish you a lot for your disobedience now, but because I'm a nice guy, and because we're having so much fun and you're usually very good, I'm going to give you another chance. But this is it. Take this ball-gag -- I want you to get down on your knees, kiss my feet, and thank me for being such a good master. Then you're going to put the gag on yourself! After that you'll put your wrists together behind your back for me so that I can cuff you easily. Understand? This is your only chance. If you don't do this, you're going to be punished severely."

Emma knows she's lost the battle. What can she do with the shock collar locked around her neck?! She knows there's no way she's getting out of going wherever he's taking her. With tears in her eyes she takes the gag from him and gets down on her knees.

"Could I please have something to drink first, Master? I'm very thirsty," she asks between sniffles.

Tyler looks down at his sister in pity. He pats her head, stroking her hair and face lovingly. "Of course you can. Wait here, I'll go get you something." He bends down and kisses her cheek before leaving the room.

He returns with a glass of milk with a straw. "Here you are, Sweetie," he says, handing her the glass. "Drink up." He sits down beside her and strokes her head, neck and back as she drinks.

She's still quite upset about her predicament, but the drink and Tyler's massage help soothe her. Finishing, she resumes her kneeling position to procede with his orders.

"Thank-you for being such a good master," she says, sniffling.

Next, she bends down to kiss his feet. Tyler feels her tears dropping on his bare feet. When she thinks she's given him enough kisses, she straightens her body up again. She's kneeling. It's very hard emotionally to do what she's doing, but she does it anyway, putting the gag in her mouth and pulling the straps behind her head. She fumbles with the clasp, not sure how it's supposed to be fastened as she's never done it before.

"Want me to do it up for you?" Tyler asks, stroking the top of her head. She reluctantly nods her request. Tyler strokes her head again and takes the straps from her hands. A moment later she's gagged.

Emma places her wrists in the position she was instructed to. Tyler expertly cuffs her wrists and ankles together in a hogtie, then gently lies her down on her side. He blindfolds her and then leaves the room. She waits, trying her best to relax.

She hears Tyler return. "You look so yummy!" he says. "Don't worry, sweetheart, it won't be bad. We're gonna have lots of fun!"

She hears clunking noises and is not sure what her brother's doing.

A moment later Tyler's hands are on her body. His original intention was to check her locks and straps and make sure she's adequately helpless, but while he's at it he feels her all over -- just for the fun of it.

Tyler puts an arm around her waist and a hand under her butt, and lifts her up. After moving her a few feet, she feels him place her inside some kind of container. Another few clunking noises, and she somehow knows that the lid is fastened and locked shut.

Silence.

She has no idea how long passes, but at some point she feels her container being lifted and moved, then put down again. Then she feels movement, hears some faint noises, and figures she's being driven somewhere.

The vehicle comes to a stop and her container is moved manually once more. It stops and starts moving again a few times. Then it stops. Emma hears talking, but it's so faint through the thick walls of the trunk she's in that she can't make out what they're saying, or who's saying it.

By now she's been inside the trunk for so long that she's not thinking so much about the injustice of her plight anymore. She feels that she'll be glad to get out -- no matter what Tyler has in store for her. Though she hopes Tyler's kind enough to not let her suffer too much, she's resigned to her fate.

-----

It feels like the trunk is being dragged along the ground. The ride's pretty bumpy. Finally, based on the sounds plus the gush of cold air she feels, she realizes the trunk's being opened. She feels hands on her back and chest. The hands move her, causing her to sit up inside the trunk.

"How're you doing, Emma?" Tyler whispers. "Nod if you're okay. You're gonna be getting out of this soon -- just a few more minutes. But I wanted to just check on you."

Emma shakes her head 'no'. She doesn't appear to be upset or crying, though, so Tyler doesn't suspect her of trying to be disobedient again.

"No? Okay I'll take your gag out for a second so you can tell me what's the matter. But only whisper -- I don't want them to know I opened the chest yet."

"I really have to pee!" Emma whispers in his ear when the gag's removed.

"Oh shit. Okay, I'll figure something out. Hold it just a little longer. Open up." Tyler puts the gag back into her mouth, lies her down on her side, and locks the lid of the chest once more. A minute or so later she feels the trunk being dragged along the ground again. Then, it's lifted, and tilted a bit to the side, and moved some more. Tyler's wheeling her trunk on a hand-cart. Finally, the trunk is leveled again. The lid is opened.

Tyler whispers, "Don't say anything -- we're in a boys' bathroom." Then he releases her from her hogtie, leaving her blindfold and gag in place. He helps her out of the trunk and whispers for her to wait and not to touch anything. She hears him ripping paper, and figures he must be covering the toilet seat with toilet paper for her, the way their mother trained them. Then she feels his hands on her shoulders. Tyler slips the leotard off her body until it's bunched down around her knees. Then he slips her panyhose and panties down to her knees too. He puts his hands on her waist and helps guide her onto the toilet seat. "Okay, pee," he says. She does. "Done?" he whispers. She nods. She feels her brother's hand holding a wad of toilet paper move between her legs to wipe her. After that, he helps her stand and wipes her once more before flushing the toilet.

Tyler dresses his sister. She can't help feel his love as he gently rubs the smooth soft fabric all over her body. She reaches out for him and pulls him into a tight hug, nestling her head in the crook of his neck. Tyler's touched. He hugs her back and kisses her. Then he surprises her by removing her blindfold and gag! He pulls her into a hug again, kissing her passionately on the mouth.

"I'm sorry about earlier, Tyler," Emma whispers in his ear while hugging him.

"That's okay, don't worry about it sweetie," Tyler responds, rubbing her back and butt lovingly. She loves the way it feels when he touches her there. "I have to pee too... you can stay in here with me, just don't look. Stretch in the meantime because I'm gonna have to put you back inside the trunk in a minute." He turns his back to her and relieves himself. She can't really see anything anyway since his back's turned.

Emma follows his suggestion, stretching. She could try to run away -- aside from the shock collar, she's not restrained at all right now. But where are they? From inside the large stall, it appears they're in a public restroom at a mall, or maybe a theater, or an office building? What would she do -- run through the crowd in a leotard? And she knows Tyler wouldn't let her anyway. He'd manage to subdue her -- he always does. Oh, and the shock collar -- he would certainly activate that.

"Okay, honey," Tyler says, zipping up his pants. "Time to get back inside. But don't worry -- it won't be for very long this time."

He hugs her once more. Then, without being asked, she gets in position for him to restrain her.

"Tell me something," he whispers as he buckles the straps around her wrists. "You were in here with me, completely unlocked. Didn't you think of trying to get away?"

Emma thinks of a good response while watching her brother locking her wrists together lovingly. "Nah, I'd only try to get away if I thought it would be fun for you to catch me and punish me for trying! It's fun being your pet, you're such a fun owner!"

Tyler tickles her in the side. "You naughty little pet -- I'll have to remember that for later! But, before we left home, you weren't joking -- you really didn't want to come here."

"I know. I was scared. I still am -- I have no idea what you're taking me to. But even though I'm scared, I'm still glad you're forcing me to do it, proving that you really do own me!"

Tyler puts the finishing touches on her ankle-straps, locking them securely to her wrists. Taking advantage of her helplessness he tickles her in the stomach and sides. Then he hugs her and kisses her on the cheek. "You're a good pet, you know that? And I'm glad you're a bit scared, but don't be too scared -- I'm going to take good care of you, as I always do."

"I know."

Seeing that he's holding the gag in his hand, she licks her lips and the inside of her mouth, then opens wide for him. After the gag's in place, he says, "Lights out," and with a giggle, she's blindfolded. A minute later she's locked inside the trunk again -- and just in time: Someone else just entered the bathroom.

Tyler wheels the trunk out and back to where they were before.

-----

"Here's my pet!" Tyler says as he opens the lid of the trunk. Emma feels Tyler's hands on her body. He disconnects the short chain that was connecting her wrists to her ankles, but leaves her wrists bound together, and her ankles too. Obviously, her gag and blindfold are still in place. Tyler lifts her out of the trunk and the lid slams shut. Then he sits her down on the lid, instructing her to bend her knees and sit indian-style.

"Don't be shy," she hears Tyler telling some person (or people). "Go ahead and touch her -- she can't bite you, she's gagged! Just stay away from her cunt, everything else is fair game."

"Awe, she's adorable!" an voice Emma doesn't recognize says. She feels a few sets of hands working their ways all over her body. She smells a strong aroma of beer and cigarettes. The guy even tries to insert his fingers into her ears! She also gets tickled, and almost falls off the trunk giggling but is steadied by a few hands.

"How long has she been in captivity?" a voice asks.

"Not very long -- a week I think," Tyler responds.

"Where did you capture her?"

"She's my sister!" Tyler laughs.

"Oh, so your parents gave her to you?"

"Something like that."

She feels a hand bending her forward slightly, then sqeezing her butt and tracing her crack with its fingers.

"Is she well-trained?" another voice asks.

"Pretty well, yes. She resists occasionally, but she's quickly learning there's no point in that."

"We saw the video Fred made -- you have an awesome setup there at home!"

"Yeah, thanks."

"How's that shock collar working for you?" asks a voice that sounds to Emma like one of the men who put it on her.

"Very well, I forget to shut it off sometimes and she gets shocked, but it's good. She knows not to try anything."

"Okay," says a voice. "We have a lot we want to do today. Come, let's give you the grand tour. You can bring her along if you want."

Tyler attaches a leash to her collar, and then removes her ankle-cuffs and blindfold. Her wrists are still cuffed behind her back, and the gag is still in her mouth. For the first time, Emma sees where she is -- though it doesn't help her much. She doesn't recognize the place at all.

She's in a black room. Everything's black: the walls, the ceiling, the tiles on the floor. About eight big, tough men looking more or less like Tom and Ernst are standing there. Her uncle Fred is also there -- wearing funny leather clothes, and holding a long black stick and a walkie-talkie. As Tyler leads her away from the trunk they pass one of the other men, who helps himself to a feel of her butt as she passes. Emma's not happy about that and gives Tyler a look. Tyler just shrugs.

Trying to ignore being touched, Emma takes a better look at the room. Some sort of counter is set up near a wall, with a computer set up on it. Large black rings are attached to the walls at various places. At the corners of the ceiling are surveillance cameras. She doesn't even see a door -- it appears that the room has four solid walls, with no exit or entrance!

But then one of the men puts his hand on a wall, and a door opens up. Tyler and Emma walk through the doorway and are followed by the other men.

"This is the kennel," the 'tour-guide' says. It's a room with gray cement walls, floor and ceiling. A few lightbulbs dangle from the ceiling. On one side of the room are four 'large' cells, fenced off with thick steel bars. They are about five feet square, and as tall as the room. They each contain a bed and nothing more. On the other side of the room are four shelves -- one on top of the other -- lined with small cages about the size of airplane dog carriers.

About half of the cages appear to be occuppied -- one of the big ones, and about 10 of the small ones -- with women in various degrees of undress. No wait -- one of the cages actually has a dog in it -- or is it some other animal? Hard to tell -- the room's not well lit.

Standing in the center of the room is a woman. She's slim and fairly good-looking, despite looking close to 30 years old. She's wearing a funny one-piece bikini type thing -- the bottom of which is kind-of see-through, as well as dark-colored stockings, a leather holster-belt, and a collar. Her collar is fastened to a thick metal chain which goes up to the ceiling in the center of the room. It appears to be on some kind of wheel at the ceiling -- it extends when she moves away from the center, and retracts as she returns. In her hand she's holding a long black leather whip and what must fit in the holster -- a strange-looking long black stick with a pointy metal end. She has a very fierce, tough presence about her, yet somehow she reminds the twins of their mother. Her almost-naked body is covered with many obscene-looking tattoos, and she's pierced in many, many places that Emma never thought could be pierced! The sight of her scares the twins, though Tyler gets used to her quickly -- she's easily controlled by the men, after all. Emma, though, is very scared of her and hides behind her brother.

As the men enter the room, the woman snaps to attention. She walks up to one of them, gets down on her knees and bows. "Good day, Master," she says. "Or 'good night' -- whichever it is."

"Stand!" her master commands. "Fuckbrains, this is Master Tyler and his slave, ... what do you call her?"

"Emma," Tyler says, amused at what he's seeing, though he does find Fuckbrains to be quite scary himself!

"... and his slave Emma. We're giving them a tour of the facility."

"My, she's a pretty little thing!" Fuckbrains says, walking up the twins and touching Emma's chest and then her vagina. That earns Fuckbrains a very hard slap on the rump from her master. She yelps, and then her master grabs the black stick out of her hand and shocks her for a good ten seconds.

"Don't ever touch someone else's property without permission!" he scolds her, shocking her again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Fuckbrains cries.

"You're going to have to be punished for this. Any of you guys want to deal with her?"

"Sure," one of the men says. Fuckbrains' master unlocks her collar from the ceiling-chain and attaches a different leash. He hands the leash to the man, along with the whip and the cattle-prod. The 'punisher' forces her to strip completely. Then the two of them disappear into a side-room.

"Fuckbrains has been here for about a year now." the man explains to Tyler. "She's one of the veterans. We're probably going to put her down soon, though, as she's getting kind of old and way too bitchy. Funny, she was a senator before her husband sold her to us!" The men all laugh. Tyler wonders if he was joking about 'putting her down'. Emma looks terrified.

"We usually keep one of the slaves out of the cage to tend to the others and call us if something happens. Let's take another one out, shall we? Hmm, how about Ticklepuss -- she's a real cutie!"

The man walks up to one of the small cages and unlocks and opens the door. He pulls 'Ticklepuss' out and stands her on the floor. She looks to be in her early twenties. She looks very pretty to the twins. She's wearing a simple loose-fitting yellow strappy sundress, and a collar of course. Her body's smooth and flawless, with small perky breasts.

"Hello, Master," Ticklepuss says with a smile. "May I kiss you?"

The man ignores her request, though. "This one's so beautiful -- I'm so lucky to have her!" With that, he pulls the straps off her shoulders and lets her dress fall to the floor. "Isn't she something, Tyler? We bought her at an auction! What a deal! She was born and raised for this -- can't even read or write!" He gets her to turn around to show Tyler her backside. Then picks the small woman up, flips her upside down so that her vagina is near his mouth, and tastes her femininity. "Mmmm, you're delicious!" he says, and puts her back down. "Want a taste?" he offers Tyler.

"Ah, no thanks," Tyler says. He's surprised. He never knew that men licked women's vaginas -- he thought it was strange that he liked tasting his sister's!

"How about a blow-job?" he offers Tyler. When he sees Tyler looking uncomfortable he laughs. "Oh don't worry, son, don't feel like you have to do anything here you don't want to. I guess your Emma must keep you satisfied! Lucky you! Emma, you must be really special!" And he pinches Emma's cheek. Emma guesses that's a compliment.

"Ticklepuss, this is Tyler and his slave Emma. We're giving them a tour. You're in charge of the kennel now, okay? Can you keep everything under control?"

"Of course, Master. Thank-you."

"Good girl," he says, fingering her vagina. "Don't be fooled," he says to Tyler, "by how cute and cuddly she looks. She is cute and cuddly, but she's also very well-trained. She'll be very mean and strict with the other slaves if that's what she thinks we want." Then, to Ticklepuss, he says, "Show Master Tyler!" and gives her a playful slap on the rear, directing her towards the small cages.

"Yes, Master," she says. The other slaves shriek as they see her approach. Cage by cage, the cattle-prod gets stuck through the bars, and each slave gets a few seconds' worth of voltage. When she's done, all the slaves are crying loudly. "SILENCE!" Ticklepuss shouts (startling the twins as well) and immediately their crying stops. Tyler guesses they'd get shocked again if they didn't obey her.

"Let's continue our tour now. Hey, you wanna put Emma in one of these cages while we I give you the tour? There's probably some stuff that you're not gonna want her to see."

Emma doesn't like the thought of being left there and grabs onto Tyler's arm. Tyler doesn't want to leave her there with them either, and strokes her hand assuringly.

"No, I'd rather keep her by my side," he explains.

The man comes over and whispers some stuff in Tyler's ear. Tyler plugs Emma's ears and continues listening. Then he unplugs her ears.

"Hmmm, well, I know. I'll put her back in her trunk. Can you open the door so I can go get it?"

"Oh, that's a good idea. John, can you go get the kids' trunk?"

"Sure," another man says and goes to get it.

"As long as you're locked in the trunk you're safe," Tyler whispers in Emma's ear. "I'm the only one with the keys, and it can't be opened without the keys."

Emma never thought she'd be so grateful to be locked inside that trunk! But now she is! She tightly holds onto his shoulder with her chin until the trunk's brought in and placed on the floor in front of them. Tyler only has to unlock and open the lid, and she quickly jumps inside, curling up in a ball so that he can lock the lid shut.

"Hey, hold on, I want a hug first!" he says to her quietly. With his help, she manages to sit up inside the trunk and he hugs her. She nestles her head in his chest. "Don't worry," he whispers. "I'm looking after you. I'll be back soon, and until then you're safe in here."

She nods and gets back into the trunk.

Tyler slides the locked trunk to a corner in the room and tells Ticklepuss to make sure nothing happens to it. Then he follows the men into the next room.

-----

"Anyway, like I said, if you ever get tired of her and want to sell her... or trade her in even, we'll give you a great deal! I'd give you four... no maybe five twenty-year-olds for her before she reaches puberty!" Emma hears this last bit of the conversation as Tyler pops the lid of her trunk open.

'Tyler would never do that to me, right?' she thought to herself, hoping she could be as confident as she wanted to. 'And Mom and Dad would never let him...'

"Thanks, Jerome, I'll remember that," Tyler responds. She feels him grab her by the shoulders and yank her out of the trunk. "Stand up," he tells her kindly but firmly. She does. Tyler lifts her out of the trunk and stands her on the floor. A few men are holding cameras now, snapping pictures as Tyler toys with her, tickling her, causing her to struggle against her bonds.

"This way," Jerome says, and Tyler leads her by the leash through another door and down a plain-looking corridor. Fred's walking close behind.

"Here we are, first stop! Doc's in there already -- I'll be back to continue the tour when you're done."

The twins step inside the room. It's set up like an operating room -- at least how the kids saw them on TV. A creepy-looking guy is in there, dressed in scrubs, sharpening what Tyler and Emma guess are horrible torture-devices. Tyler feels Emma's heart jump, and she involuntarily tries to pull away.

Tyler holds tight to her leash but puts a hand on her shoulder, encouragingly. "Don't worry, Emma, those aren't for you. I'd never let anyone hurt you. Don't worry, don't be scared."

"I'm gonna need free access to her ass," the 'doctor' says. "So you're gonna need to take her leotard and tights off. You can leave her panties on for the time being -- if she's wearing any.

"Okay," Tyler says. "Hold this," he says, handing Fred the leash.

As he unbuckles Emma's wrists he wonders if she's going to try to resist. She's to scared to, though, but looks at him with pleading eyes. Tyler responds by stroking her face with his hands. "I promise, Sweetheart, you're not going to feel a thing. Please trust me." And he gives her a big hug. She's still scared, but allows him to proceed.

She steps out of her leotard placing her hands over her nipples, and then out of her tights. Tyler pulls her panties up and smooths them over her crotch and butt, making sure everything's covered.

"Okay, put her up on the table, face-down, butt-up. Don't bother restraining her yet -- we'll strap her to the table."

Emma's forced to take her hands off of her nipples in order to steady herself while Tyler positions her face-down on the table. She's terrified, but doesn't resist at all. Tyler straps her spread-eagled to the table. Then he walks over to her face and strokes it soothingly. "Don't worry," he whispers.

"Use the cream you told me about," Tyler reminds the doctor as he sees him picking up a needle.

"Oh, okay," the doctor says, putting the syringe back down and getting a tube of something. The doctor pulls Emma's panties down off her butt. "Come over here," he says to Tyler. "Spread her cheeks as far as you can -- and hold them like that for me." He starts applying cream with a Q-tip. "I'll give her the injection as far into her crack as possible, so there won't be any needle-marks."

Emma struggles against her bonds. Tyler holds her bottom firmly. "Can we put a strap over her waist to hold her better?" he asks. The doctor puts another strap on the little girl. "Emma, try to hold still please -- the cream the doctor put on you will make it so you don't feel the needle."

"We're going to have to wait about ten minutes for that to take affect -- keep holding her cheeks far apart."

"Okay."

Time passes. Emma makes scared, sad whimpering noises into her gag. She wants to know what's being done to her. Why's she being given a needle? What's it going to do?

Emma gets even more nervous as she sees the doctor go for the needle again. Tyler and Fred work hard to hold her still as the doctor wipes a disinfectant pad on the place where he's going to give her the shot. Then, prying her butt-cheeks open with one hand, he stabs the needle into the inside of her butt-cheek, as close to her hole as he can, and slowly presses the plunger.

"Hold this," the doctor says, showing Tyler how to hold the cotton swab against her to stop the bleeding.

Seeing his sister is still all tense, Tyler strokes her back and says, "It's all over, Emma. That's it." Emma's shocked -- she didn't feel a thing!

After another minute or two, the doctor checks the injection site and declares that the bleeding's stopped. Emma's released from the table, and Tyler helps her get dressed in a short skirt and sleeveless top. Emma's so relieved that that's over -- and that Tyler was right -- she didn't feel a thing -- that she temporarily forgets to care about what was injected into her.

Tyler's just finishing up dressing his sister, when there's a knock on the door. Jerome enters, with two other men. "Ready? Oh, good, that looks nice! How'd it go? Painless like I told you it would be?"

"Yeah, I think so," Tyler responds for his sister.

"Great. You'll be really happy with the results. Let's continue, then."

Tyler doesn't bind Emma's wrists together. He just leads her by the leash down the corridor. Taking advantage of her arms' freedom, she walks up beside her brother and holds his hand. He looks at her and smiles, squeezes her hand, and they continue to walk hand in hand.

They enter a room that is furnished like a home living-room -- except that there's all kinds of lighting and cameras all over the place.

"You get set up over there -- the fake door is over there."

"Okay," Tyler says, removing Emma's leash and gag.

"We're going to be doing some acting, okay? Gee, you look really pretty!" he says, kissing her on the lips. For a moment, Tyler forgets about the assignment and the twins hug each other and kiss deeply.

"Come on, guys, we have a deadline," Jerome says as he returns to the room. "Actually, that's kind of hot -- a brother and a sister! Keep doing that -- I'm going to film that."

But the twins break apart, embarrassed.

"You go over there through that door. There's nothing but a closet on the other side. You're coming home from school, and I -- your brother -- am sitting here, waiting. The rest you can just improvise. Oh, you can try to plead with me not to do stuff to you, even try to resist a bit, but don't really resist -- I don't want to have to really hurt you. Okay?"

"Okay," Emma consents, not sure where this is going.

"Action!" Jerome shouts.

Emma knocks on the door, then opens it and walks into the room.

"Hi Emma," Tyler says.

"Hi Tyler," she says, coming into the room and plopping herself down on a vacant couch.

"Dad called. He said your principal called him at work today complaining that you were rude to him again."

"No I wasn't," Emma improvises.

"Mr. Compton said you were -- that you called him 'Mr. Condom'."

"He's always accusing kids of calling him that! Nobody ever does! He's just mad because he kept trying to look up my skirt and I wouldn't let him."

"Yeah, well, Dad's real mad -- he had to leave surgery to take the call, all the nurses were looking. He told me I should punish you good before he gets home."

"Oh, please no, Tyler -- you know I'm innocent. Couldn't you just tell him you punished me?"

"Sorry, Emma, but I have to follow Dad's orders," he says, getting up off of his arm-chair and walking over to the couch. He grabs her wrists and turns her over so that she's on top of him, backside up.

"Come on, Tyler, please -- no!"

"Sorry, sis, but I gotta do it."

Tyler straightens out her skirt so that her panties are properly covered and starts slapping her on the butt. He makes big hand movements but slaps her rather lightly, so it doesn't hurt at all. Emma, though responds by squirming and crying, shouting "Ouch, you're hurting me," over and over. "Please stop," she begs.

"Will you behave at school from now on? Will you not be rude?" Tyler asks her as he continues slapping her rear.

"Yes, yes, of course!"

"Wait," says Jerome. "Lift her skirt up and spank her panties."

The twins look at each other. Tyler shrugs, then lifts his sister's skirt up, exposing her panties. They start the spanking routine again, with Tyler not really hurting her, but Emma crying and begging him to stop.

"Okay, now take her panties off."

Before Emma can protest, Tyler does it for her. "No," he says. "No nudes, remember?"

"Come on, just a few -- just her butt -- we need a bare-bottom spanking."

"Sorry," Tyler says. "Not part of the deal."

"Okay, how about this. This should be okay, right? I'll turn off the cameras and step out of the room. You take her panties off -- maybe leave them dangling around her ankles. And put your hand over her butt to cover it. When you're ready I'll come back in and take some still photos -- you won't have to take your hand off her butt, so I won't see anything. We'll try to make it look like it was part of the spanking."

"Oh, okay, I guess. But only a few."

Jerome stops the cameras and leaves the room.

"Sorry, Emma, but I kinda owe them," he says as he scoots her panties down to her ankles.

"Thanks for defending me," she says. "You're looking after me, making sure they don't see me naked -- thanks!"

"I told you I'd look after you!" Tyler responds, giving her butt a playful pinch -- to which Emma responds with a playful yelp.

Tyler calls Jerome back. His hand is placed firmly on Emma's butt, covering her crack. "Only take pictures from over there," Tyler tells him, pointing towards the door. "I don't want any pictures from near her feet -- my hand might not cover everything properly there."

"Okay, you got it," Jerome says, snapping off some stills. "Move your hand a bit -- stay covering her, just move it a bit so it looks like you've been slapping her in a slightly different place each time." Tyler does so.

"Are you okay with taking her clothes off completely, if you're covering her with your hands?"

Tyler thinks. "I guess so -- but you'll have to leave again while I get her ready."

"Okay, let me know when you are."

Emma allows her brother to strip her completely, then quickly gets back over his knees. Tyler makes sure that her chest is against the couch and his hand's over her butt, and then calls for Jerome to return.

"Okay," Jerome says, after snapping more pictures. "Enough with the spanking, let's do some other fun things. Cover her butt with your other hand -- the left one. Then get her to roll over, slowly, so that her butt's towards me. Then have her open her legs slightly so that you can slip your right hand through her legs and then cover her butt with that hand."

Tyler can't see anything wrong with that request -- after all, his sister's butt is going to remain covered the whole time. So slowly, carefully, the twins reposition themselves as they were requested to.

"Great," Jerome says, snapping more pictures. "Back on her stomach, but have her fold her legs underneath her. You put your hand on her butt, on top, again." It's a little hard moving to that position without exposing Emma's butt on the way, but Tyler thinks they managed to. Jerome snaps some more pictures. "Lovely," he says.

"Okay, let's see. You don't have a problem looking at her pussy yourself, do you?" Jerome asks Tyler.

"No."

"Okay, good. How about we do this? Have her stand on the sofa, in front of you, with her legs on either side. Have her put her pussy real close to your face so it looks like you're licking it, and put your hands up over her butt to shield it from the camera. I'll come back in when you're ready."

Jerome leaves the room. "Isn't this getting to be a little much?" Emma asks as she positions her vagina in front of her brother's face.

"Just a little more, then I'll tell him it's enough," he says, grabbing her butt in his hands and pulling her closer so that her vagina is actually touching his mouth. He licks, and she giggles.

They call Jerome back in, who takes pictures. Then, hearing Emma's giggling and moaning, realizes that Tyler's really eating her! Quickly he turns on his video cameras.

"Get back," Tyler says, annoyed, when he notices that Jerome's moving around the sofa to the other side.

"Sorry, forgot," says Jerome. But Tyler quickly pulls his sister down so that she's sitting on his lap, a knee at either side, her chest pressed tightly into his own. He cups his hands over her butt. "We had a deal."

"I... I didn't see anything... I just wanted to get a picture of the expression on her face, that's all."

"Enough with the nude pictures," Tyler says.

"Wait -- just a few more with both of you standing up, please. I'll be careful to stay on the other side of the room -- I promise."

"From now on, I'm decided how we're posing. And you stay there. Got it?" says Tyler.

"Okay, fine."

Jerome leaves the room and Tyler calls him back a minute later. They're standing on the floor. Emma's hugging her brother around the waist, and Tyler's cupping her butt with his hands. Jerome's instructed to leave again. When he's allowed to return, Emma's facing the camera with her hands over her nipples. Tyler has his hand cupping her vagina. He kisses and nibbles at his sister's neck while the pictures are being taken. Jerome leaves again, then returns. Now the twins have switched their hands -- Tyler's covering his sister's nipples, and she's covering her vagina with her own hand.

"Okay, that's it." Tyler says.

"Great, thanks! That was great! Thank-you! Those pictures are going to come out amazing. Okay, I'll let you get her dressed, then we can go do the last thing we talked about."

"Okay," Tyler says, sounding kind of reluctant.

Jerome leaves the room, and Tyler dresses his sister in an adorable bikini.

"There, that looks nice," Tyler says, examining his sister. "I'm glad you're dressed again -- I mean, I love how you look naked, but only I'm supposed to see that -- nobody else!" The twins hug and kiss some more.

"I'm actually having fun, Tyler -- it's exciting, and I like how you're taking care of me! Thanks!"

Tyler kisses her some more. "Let's go finish already so we can go back home. I'm going to need to lock you up again."

"Okay," Emma responds, happily moving her wrists into position behind her back. After securing those, he attaches a leash to her collar. When she sees the gag coming, she quickly says, "Can I kiss you once more, first?" Tyler pulls his sister into him and the twins kiss on the lips. "Okay, I'm ready," Emma says when they break, holding her mouth open as Tyler stuffs the ball in.

Jerome comes back, and after remarking on how adorable she looks, leads them down the hall to another room.

-----

"Tyler," Jerome says, entering the room. "Do you know how to make your slave unconscious -- put her to sleep?"

"No," Tyler admits.

"Well, how about I show you before we move on."

Emma's nervous again and makes a noise into her gag.

"I dunno, why don't you just tell me."

"Oh, don't worry -- I'll demonstrate it on another slave."

"Okay," Tyler agrees.

"Have a seat, I'll get the stuff and the girls."

Tyler takes a seat in the armchair and instructs his sister to sit on the floor by his feet.

A few minutes late, Jerome returns, carrying some sort of box. He's followed into the room by seven other men who are dragging four girls in -- the girls are all cuffed, gagged and blindfolded. One of them's really struggling hard.

"Being put to sleep can be exciting for some, yet really scary for others." Jerome begins to explain to Tyler while he opens the box he's carrying. "We've developed a few really effective, fast, yet safe methods to do it." Jerome removes the blindfold from the struggling girl. "You're gonna be last, so you get to see what's coming to you!" he says, sadistically.

He walks over to another girl. She's gorgeous, looks about twenty years old. She's not wearing anything, and she's gagged, blindfolded, and her wrists and ankles are bound to each other. "You may remember this slave," Jerome says as he removes the girl's blindfold and gag. Now Tyler recognizes her -- it's Ticklepuss.

"Like I told you, some of our slaves here are fairly new to this -- like the one struggling over there. Ticklepuss, though, grew up in slavery. She'll obey no matter what the command is! And now we're going to watch her knock herself out!" Jerome removes all of Ticklepuss' restraints, including her leash. She stands there smiling, hands at her sides defenselessly.

"If your slave is cooperative, the best thing to use is one of these tablets. We have different ones that last different amounts of time. It's a tablet that's meant to be held under the girl's tongue. It tastes sweet, and disolves in about 30 seconds. Around one minute after that it begins to take effect, and within a minute the girl will be out cold." He turns to Ticklepuss. "Ticklepuss, honey, be a good girl and hold this candy under your tongue for me. It's going to put you in a deep, deep sleep for a very long time, and you'll have no idea what's being done to your body while you're out."

Tyler's shocked as Ticklepuss responds, "Yes Master," and happily takes the 'candy' from his hand and puts it into her mouth. She holds it under her tongue while smiling at everyone in the room.

"Boys, get behind her, ready to catch her," Jerome cautions.

"All gone, Master," Ticklepuss says with a giggle.

"How do you feel, honey?"

"Fine... oh, my head's starting to get heavy..."

"Start counting for us, sweetie," he says.

"Oh, um, one, two, three, um five, six, four..."

"That's not the drug -- she was never taught to count properly." Jerome whispers to Tyler and a horrified Emma.

"...six, four... six... oh..." her eyelids start to droop and the two men standing behind her grab her arms. Within a few seconds the pretty girl has become limp and lifeless, hanging in their arms.

"Good work, my Ticklepuss," Jerome says, fingering the unconscious girl's vagina. "Fred, you wanna fuck her first? She won't give very good head, but her cunt and ass will work just fine I think."

"Sure," Fred says eagerly. He takes Ticklepuss, swings her lifeless body over his shoulder, and carries her out of the room.

"Now, if we need the girl to be out for a real long time, and need to keep their health monitored and stuff, then we give them a real anesthetic -- we have a doctor on the premises here for stuff like that. But that's not something you're gonna be doing at home, so we won't bother showing it to you."

"Actually, Jerome," says one of the men, "Doc is about to put a girl out in his OR -- we can watch it on the closed-circuit if you want."

"Oh, cool, let's do that then," says Jerome, opening a cabinet and turning on the television inside. He flips channels until they see the room Emma was in earlier to get her shot -- only this time a lot more equipment is set up beside the table.

The doctor is setting things up, then he goes and injects something in the restrained, protesting girl's I.V. The girl's eyes close almost immediately.

"Wh... what's he gonna do to her?" asks Tyler, surprised.

"Oh, the usual," responds the guy who suggested they watch. "Let's see -- this one's already had about twenty egg harvests, so my guess is she's gonna have permanent sterilization, permanent laser hair removal if it hasn't been done already, and harvesting of extra organs. Oh, and of course he'll probably fuck her a few times while she's unconscious -- professional curtesy, you know."

"Extra organs?" Tyler asks.

"Yeah," Jerome pipes in. "We usually remove things the slaves don't need that we can sell, like a kidney, for instance. We can sell them for lots of money, or sometimes we just trade them for more slaves."

"There was this guy in Bosnia," says one of the guys who's been thus far silent, "whose wife was very sick, needed a kidney. But he couldn't afford the operation. So without his wife knowing, he sent us his step-daughter -- a real pretty thing, around seventeen at the time. Boy was it something to smuggle her into the country like that -- but with the right connections you can do anything. Anyway, we harvested her extra organs. Turned out she herself wasn't a match for her mother, but with the money he got from the organs he was able to pay for the transplant with another, more 'conventional' donor. We kept the girl here for about a year afterwards but she was kinda bitchy, so we sold her to some guy in Saudi Arabia."

"I liked her," says another guy. "She was pretty, had spunk."

"Anyway," says Jerome as he shuts off the monitor seeing the doctor unzipping his pants and picking up a speculum, "Let's get back to what we were doing -- teaching Tyler the ways he can put his slave to sleep, at home.

"Like I said, using the dissolving tablet is the best way -- fast, easy and safe -- if the girl's 100% cooperative. Most girls are not, though -- even if they are normally obedient -- it's kind of scary. So, for those girls, a pill that can be swallowed is good, since it goes down fast. You can sometimes grind the pill up and slip it into their drink -- it usually works, but not as fast, and not as well. You have to make sure they drink down the whole glass all at once. So, if you can, go for the pill."

Jerome grabs another girl. This one's wearing a sexy gold-colored outfit. She looks to be about 19, maybe younger. The girl appears to be fighting back tears, but as Jerome removes her mask she bursts out crying. Jerome ignores that and removes her gag as well. He lifts her bound body up and sits her down on a table. She cries and begs to be released, but doesn't resist at all.

Jerome says to her, "Shut up." Then, to Tyler, "This is Twattledo. Her Daddy had to give her to us as payment of a debt. Not a debt to us, mind you -- he needed lots of cash, quick, and this was the only way he knew. He has the option of buying her back within six months -- with interest of course, but so far he hasn't been back since leaving her here. She's been here about three months, now, I think. She's a quick learner, too. For the first week or so she was quite resistant, but we broke her down within the week. She still isn't happy about being here -- cries a lot. But she doesn't resist anymore, well usually."

Twattledo is crying loudly, and Jerome gives her a slap across the face. "Shut up! Look, broad, if you don't get happy soon, we're gonna just sell you for meat. And believe me -- you don't want that. Six months is almost up and it doesn't look like you're going anywhere. So start enjoying yourself already!" But Twattledo just cries more and more.

"Tyler, why don't you come over here and open her top."

Tyler, who feels real bad for the girl, says, "No, that's okay."

"Oh, come on, be a sport. It's coming off whether you do it or not!"

Tyler looks around. All eyes are on him, grinning. The guys edge him on. Finally, figuring he's not causing her any more distress by doing it since they'll do it to her anyway, he does it. He leaves Emma by herself, walks up to the table, and unzips the woman's top. "Sorry," he whispers to her as her breasts come free.

"Okay, listen up, slave! See this little pill? You're gonna swallow it down like a good little girl! After that, you're gonna go sleepypoo and we're gonna go fuckypoo your body -- and other stuff, hehehe."

"Please," she begs, quietly, while sobbing. "Please, no!"

"Here, Tyler," Jerome says, "You put the pill in her mouth when she opens it. Then, right away give her the water to drink. And you're gonna drink it all, right bitch?"

"Please," she continues to cry. "Please let me go."

"Not a chance!"

"Ah," Tyler says, "Maybe you should do it yourself."

"What, you don't want the enjoyment?"

"M... my sister's watching," he says quietly.

"So? she should watch! You want her to respect you, to be afraid of you!"

Tyler looks back at his horrified sister, who obviously has tears in her eyes. "Just do it yourself, okay?" he says, annoyed. He walks back beside his sister and touches her reassuringly. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I know it looks aweful but I'd never let anyone do anything like that to you. You're safe with me."

Jerome just laughs. One of his pals comes over to help. Twattledo continues to beg, and Jerome pulls on her hair, pulls her head back, and forces her mouth open. The other guy thrusts the pill into her mouth and pours water in. "Swallow! Swallow, you bitch!" Jerome commands. The poor girl eventually does swallow. Her chest's wet from the water in the cup. "Finally!" he says, letting the girl fall back against the table. "The pill takes longer to take effect than that tablet you saw earlier. Might even take five minutes. But it'll last a good two to three hours. Justin, you want this one? You can take her now -- she'll be out soon."

Justin rubs his cock through his pants, then fits the crying girl with a ball-gag. He picks her up in his arms and carries her out of the room, destination unknown.

"Lastly, there's good old-fashioned Ether. It's not extremely safe, but if you use a little bit, not too often, it works okay. It's what you gotta use when you get a bitch like this one who's gonna try to resist however she can." He walks up to the girl who's still struggling violently against her captors. "Your turn, Cunty." He pulls her hair, pinches her nipples, and slaps her vagina. The woman continues struggling against her bonds.

Jerome doesn't bother to remove the woman's gag. He pours some liquid from a bottle on to a cloth. "You just have to hold it tight over the girl's mouth and nose, make sure she breathes it all in and nothing else. Once it looks like the body's gone limp, hold it for another second or two just to make sure. It'll only last about fifteen minutes, though. Ether's not such a great choice. Also the girl's gonna wake up with a horrible headache so make sure she's locked in a cage and you're done with her before it wears off." Cunty struggles as much as possible, but Jerome seals the cloth over her mouth and nose and about five seconds later, her struggling stops, as she's out cold. The man who was holding her picks her up and carries her out of the room.

"So, there you have it. The tablets are the best, after that the pill. Ether's only for emergencies. I'm gonna give you a kit of this stuff to take home, free of charge -- remind me about it before you leave. There are instructions in the kit as well, in case you forget. If you ever run into trouble with it, don't call 9-1-1 -- 'cause these substances are quite illegal. Call up our own doctor -- his cellphone number is on the box, and he'll help you out."

"Thanks," Tyler says. Emma doesn't like the idea of that. She can't even express her thoughts of disgust and shock about the place they're at!

-----

Jerome, Tyler and Emma move down the corridor to another room.

"So let's see," Jerome says as they enter the room. "You asked if we could show you how to use ropes properly. Not a problem. I'll just get one of our girls in here for us to practice on..."

"Oh, you can show me on Emma. It won't hurt her, right?"

"Great idea! Okay well, for starters you're gonna have to free her wrists." Tyler does that, and removes her gag as well. "No need to remove the gag," Jerome says.

"I want her to be able to tell me if the ropes are tight enough, or if they're too tight," Tyler explains. At first Emma was disappointed that Tyler suggested that they practice the ropes on her instead of one of the regular slave-girls. But now, seeing how sensitive he's being to her, wanting to know how the ropes feel, she's okay with it. She smiles at her brother, who puts his arm around her shoulders and says, "You doing okay, Emma?"

"Yeah," she says with a smile.

"What are we gonna start with?" Tyler asks Jerome.

"Um, let's start with something simple. We'll tie her down spread-eagled to a table. There are a few things you need to know about ropes and knots. One is that you can only use them if you're alone, or if you trust everyone else around not to let her go. Because knots can be untied, and ropes can be cut. You need to learn to tie your ropes in such a way that the girl herself can't get to the knots to untie herself, but that still doesn't prevent other people in the room from taking pity on her and untying her. If in doubt, best to go for something that locks.

"Also, it's kinda tricky to use ropes effectively because when they're the tightest, they're also the most uncomfortable. Thin yet strong ropes are the hardest to get out of, but they're also the most painfull. You have to make sure the ropes are tight enough, no slack, or she'll be able to slip out of them. Despite all that, though, if you know how to use ropes properly they're great, because they allow you to be the most creative with regards to the girl's position. Okay, enough talking -- let's start. Put her up on the table and start tying her down."

"Face up or face down?" Tyler asks.

"Whichever you prefer -- doesn't really matter."

"You can pick then, Emma," Tyler says, patting the table top indicating she should get up onto it.

Jerome snorts. "You don't let your slave pick!" he reprimands. Tyler ignores him, though, and winks at his sister.

Emma mouths 'thanks' to her brother, then climbs up onto the table. She swings her legs up, and then lies down on her back, wondering how she's going to be tied first. Remembering what happened back home when Tyler tried to tie her and couldn't get it right, and how bad he felt afterwards, she's glad he's learning how to do it properly now. Then another realization hits her. She can't believe she's actually happy that her brother's going to be able to immobilize her in yet one more way! Yet she is!

As she lies back, Tyler puts his left hand flat on her belly.

"Start with a wrist," Jerome instructs. Tyler takes one of his sister's wrists to the side of the table and starts wrapping the rope around it. Emma just lies there allowing him to do it to her. "No, no, no! That'll never hold her! She'll be out of that in a minute!" Tyler takes it off and puts it on again, pulling it tighter. "She'll still be able to wiggle out of that. Make it tighter, and coil it around more."

"Ow!" Emma yelps when her brother pulls the rope a little too tight. Tyler's quick to apologize and loosen the rope.

"You should gag her so she can't do that," Jerome comments.

Frustrated, Tyler drops the ropes. "I don't want to hurt her! I just want to tie her! But it looks like I'll never manage to do that. I guess I should just stick to buckles and handcuffs."

"No, Tyler," Emma says, sitting up on the table again and putting her hand on her brother's arm. "Don't give up -- I know you'll get the hang of it. Come on, try again!"

"Yeah, the bitch's right," Jerome says. "It's an art -- you just have to keep practicing, but you'll get it in the end. Stop worrying about hurting her so much -- it's better to make it tighter than necessary in the beginning. As you get more expert at it, you'll be able to do it more painlessly."

Emma doesn't appreciate being called 'the bitch'. But for Tyler's sake she ignores it. "Try again -- I'll try not to complain about it hurting," she says, lying back down on the table. This time she lies down on her stomach facing away from her brother, thinking that if her face is less visible Tyler might have an easier time ignoring her pain. She closes her eyes and bites her lip, determined not to complain this time.

Someone else has the same idea. She feels pressure on her lips, and as soon as she parts them, a rubber ball gag is inserted in her mouth. It happens so fast and is fastened behind her head before she knows it that she can't even tell if it's Tyler or Jerome who gagged her. She's disappointed that she won't be able to prove her inner strength to her brother, but hopes that Tyler gets the hang of the ropes quickly and easily.

Her wrist is dragged to the corner of the table again, behind her head. The ropes are applied and get real tight. Emma clamps her eyes closed tightly -- it really hurts, but she doesn't say anything. "Better loosen them just a bit or her hand could fall off," Jerome remarks. "That should do," he says after Tyler loosens them, though Emma thinks it's still too tight. Her wrist is secured to the table leg.

"Try to get out of that!" Tyler says, sounding proud. Emma tries a bit, though because of the pain she doesn't really want to move her arm much. "Excellent!" Tyler says, moving around to the other side of the table and taking her other wrist. She notices that he's smiling now before he tells her to look the other way. A minute or two later her second wrist is fastened to the table similar to the first. Painfully.

After that, Tyler goes to tie her ankles down. Emma's wrists are getting a bit used to the pressure and it feels like it's slightly less painful -- though it might just be because she's losing sensation in her hands. But she thinks her ankles are tied a little less painfully as well -- maybe Tyler's getting better.

Emma opens her eyes when she feels ropes being wound around her neck. She had assumed she'd be let free, now that her wrists and ankles were bound. Why does Tyler need to tie her neck? She's already wearing a collar! Tyler seems to ignore her grunting -- the ropes are uncomfortably tight and tie her head down to the table so that she can't even move an inch! She doesn't like how this feels.

"Looking good, Tyler, I think you've done it!"

Feeling proud, Tyler tells his sister to try to get free. She wiggles a bit, certain that she can't.

"Come on, you're not trying hard enough -- I need to know if I did it good!"

Emma murmers something unintelligible through her gag.

"Fine, let me help you," Tyler says. She feels his fingers on her sides -- he begins to tickle her! She squirms in agony, but can hardly move. He doesn't let up, though. "I'm going to keep tickling you until you get out!" he threatens, intensifying his tickling. She can't bare it -- it's torture! But try as she might to get her wrists free, she can't. Tyler sees this and stops tickling. Emma's grateful and hopeful. But Tyler says, "Okay, Emma, rest a minute. Then try to get out again. In exactly four minutes I'm going to start tickling again if you're not out."

She doesn't waste time resting -- she really doesn't want to be tickled again. But it's no use -- the four minutes pass and the tickling begins again. She screams through her gag -- she's in so much agony.

"Ah, Tyler -- look!" Jerome says, amused.

Tyler stops ticking immediately, horrified. Words can't describe Emma's shame.

"I think you're going to need to punish her for that!" Jerome says. "Maybe make her lick it all up!"

Tyler, though, doesn't share his sentiment. He pats his sister's bare back and head soothingly and whispers, "I'm sorry, Emma, I'm sorry," and starts untying her. "Where can I clean her up?" Tyler asks Jerome, feeling bad.

Jerome's amused. Tyler's obviously quite young and inexperienced at the methods of domination. "There's a shower in the bathroom over there," he says, pointing to the door on the side of the room.

It takes him another minute or two, but he finally unties and cuts all the ropes free. "Come on," he says to his sister, helping her off the table. "It was an accident -- don't feel bad about it." But she's devastated, mortified, and walks with her head hung low as her brother leads her to the bathroom.

As Tyler helps her into the shower stall, takes her bikini off, and turns the water on for her, she finally speaks. "I'm sorry, Master," she says, sounding truly heartbroken.

"Oh Emma," he says, pulling her now rather wet naked body towards him and hugging her. "It wasn't your fault -- I tickled you too much. I'm sorry for causing you embarrassment like that."

"It's okay," she says. "You're not mad at me?"

"No, silly, of course not!" He sprays her private parts with the moveable shower head. Emma parts her legs a bit so he can spray her crotch better.

"You tied me really well, you know!" Emma says, smiling, her spirits picking up again.

"Yeah? It didn't hurt?"

"No, not really... it was a little uncomfortable at first, but I'm glad it worked."

Tyler smiles and kisses his sister on the cheek. He rinses the soap off her vagina and shuts the water off. "I think you're nice and clean again -- shall I check to make sure?"

"Okay," she says giggling as her brother gets down on his knees.

"Yep!" he says, "just as delicious as always!" He continues licking and sucking for another few minutes while Emma lets out soft moans and has to steady herself by placing her hands on Tyler's head.

Finally he gets up and kisses his sister on the lips before going to see about a towel. She stands shivering in the bathroom for a few minutes. Tyler finally comes back with a towel and another bikini. "Sorry it took so long," he says, toweling her body for her. Once she's dry, he helps her tie the bikini in place. This one's smaller than the previous one. "You look so amazing in that," he says, stroking his own crotch. "Oh, but wait here," he instructs, grabbing some paper towels, wetting a few, a thing of soap, and leaving her there. Tyler cleans up the puddle on the table before allowing his sister to leave the bathroom. He doesn't want her to be reminded of the accident and feel sad again.

"Let's try something else, now," Tyler says, examining the contents of the room. Jerome isn't there, but he can see no reason why he can't take advantage of the frames and ropes in his absense. Emma's happier to be doing this without Jerome there and quickly assumes the positions Tyler suggests.

There's a large, wooden, rectangular frame in the room -- much like the frame he buckled his sister to when he first introduced her to her 'destiny'. He thinks fondly of that wonderful first session and decides to recreate it -- this time with ropes, though.

Emma stands in the center of the frame, spreading her legs and arms as wide as she can as Tyler gets to work with the ropes. When he's finished with one wrist she asks him if she should test it. Then she happily reports that she thinks he did it really well, and it doesn't even hurt! A few minutes later she's completely immobilized with her hands and feet stretched towards the corners of the frame. She's feels very proud of her brother. "Awesome, Tyler!" she says, trying pointlessly to pull her hands or feet free.

"How does it feel?" he asks, stroking her vulnerable and delicious-looking stomach with his finger.

"Real tight, but comfortable -- doesn't hurt at all!"

"I'm so glad," he says, poking at her helpless navel with his little finger. "Well, this time I'm not going to tickle you..." But then he does tickle her tummy. Emma yelps. "Well, okay, not much... you know it's very hard not to -- your tummy looks so cute like that. I'll try not to tickle. But I am going to take advantage of you in other ways!" With that, he steps up to his spread sister. He takes his T-shirt off and tosses it aside. Then he presses his bare chest and stomach into his sisters, planting his lips on hers. One arm wraps around her to her back, where his hand finds a comfortable position resting on her butt. His other hand fingers her vagina from the front -- at first through her bikini, and then getting a little bolder, moving their way under the fabric and fingering her flesh directly.

Emma enjoys the stimulation so much! She's not able to move at all, not able to prevent Tyler from touching her... not that she would want him to stop, but the fact that she couldn't prevent it even if she wanted to makes her all the more aroused. The only things she's able to move, really, are her head and lips, and she takes advantage of that kissing her brother as passionately as she can. She gently nibbles on his lips and tongue as the latter explores her mouth all the way back to her throat. Both twins faces are covered in saliva. Their hearts are beating so fast and so loud that they could probably be heard down the hall. Emma's glad that she's tied so tightly, because if she wasn't, the intensity of their making-out would probably have knocked her off her feet!

Tyler's breathing so rapidly. He can't stop kissing, licking, touching his sister. His penis is so hard, straining against his pants begging for release, but he just keeps rubbing himself through his pants against his sister's lower body. Her lips and tongue are so delicious. He even wants to lick her eyeballs -- from up close, her eyes look so beautiful. But he settles to licking around her eyes, not actually touching her eyes with his tongue. While he's up there, Emma's kissing and sucking on his neck.

Tyler realizes that if he's not careful, he'll have a large wet spot on his pants, and unlike for Emma, he doubts there are any spare clothes lying around for him! He still doesn't feel comfortable about his sister seeing his penis, though. So he steps away from his sister. She's so disappointed and says, "Come back!" But Tyler isn't interrupting their makeout session -- a moment later she feels his hands on her body again, from behind this time. His hand is back down the front of her bikini bottom, and another hand fondling her nipples through the bikini top as he nibbles on her neck and shoulders. Emma moans in pleasure again.

"Keep your eyes forward," Tyler tells her as he jerks his zipper open and frees his rock-hard penis, allowing it to poke at and rub against his sister's spandex-clad behind and the bare skin surrounding it unimpeded. Emma's in ecstacy. Even though she hasn't seen it, she knows her brother's penis is poking against her, and she's glad that he's enjoying himself. She's sure enjoying herself! Tyler continues to rub her vagina, anus and nipples and over and over again she loses her balance, being supported only by the ropes.

"Hold it tight!" she begs.

"Huh?"

"My pussy! Hold it tight!" she barely manages to say between moans. Tyler does as requested and the little girl's entire body shudders and convulses in orgasm. She gasps in pleasure. Tyler's hard penis is bouncing against the groove of his sister's bottom just underneath it, and decides it's its turn too. Tyler grabs his penis hard and semen squirts out all over his sister's bare back, bikini-covered butt, and the backs of her legs. Both twins are panting as if they just finished a marathon. Exhausted, Tyler bends over to catch his breath and as he does so, his hand absent-mindedly catches his sister's bikini-bottom, pulling it down a bit and exposing the top part of her crack. Feeling the wetness of his sperm, Tyler pulls his hand away but doesn't bother to cover her crack up once more. Emma pants, dangling against her ropes.

(The twins don't know it, but much more sperm has just been spent in the building -- the staff members of the place have been sitting in the security room watching the whole episode on the monitors showing what's being filmed by the room's hidden cameras.

"This is going to make millions!" Jerome says, patting Fred on the shoulder.

"I hope that's your clean hand," Fred responds.)

Tyler takes a few minutes to catch his breath. Covering his penis with his hand, he goes into the bathroom to clean up. Emma's left as she is, dangling on her ropes. Tyler returns a few minutes later and sets his sister free. She walks to the bathroom to clean up herself. This time Tyler doesn't go with her to help her. Instead he collapses on a couch in the room, puts his head back, and starts daydreaming. He feels great, but exhausted.

Having nothing else to wear, Emma emerges from the bathroom wrapped in a damp towel. "Hi," she says to her brother, smiling.

"Hi," he says back. She stands there, not sure what she should do. Tyler responds by patting the place next to him on the couch. Emma happily sits beside him, making sure she's covered properly with the towel. Tyler puts his arm around her and she rests her head on his shoulder. Tyler begins to stroke her hair with his other hand.

"That was so nice," Tyler finally breaks the silence with a whisper.

"Yeah, it was amazing," she whispers back, yawning.

"You need something else to wear but I don't know where Jerome is. I called him on the intercom and he said he'd come soon and we can just relax in the meantime."

"Okay," she says, her eyelids drooping. Tyler kisses his sister on the head. A few minutes later he notices that she's fallen asleep. He holds her like that, enjoying the closeness, making sure the towel doesn't fall off. He almost dozes himself, when the door finally opens.

"Aw, isn't that cute," Jerome says as he enters the room.

"Don't wake her... she's kinda tired," Tyler says. But Emma wakes from the noise anyway, opening her eyes and making sure the towel's still covering her.

"You guys have been here a long time now. There's still one more thing we need to do before we go, but I think you guys can take a break. Maybe you want to get something to eat?"

"Yeah, that would be good -- we haven't had lunch yet," Tyler responds for the both of them.

"Okay, here, I'll give you some money to go buy some food. And here's some clothes for Emma to wear -- innocent enough so that she can wear it outside. You'll have to blindfold her as you lead her out, though -- we can't have slaves knowing the way in and out. When you're ready press the buzzer and I'll come show you out. Come back in about an hour, we'll do one more thing and then the day's over."

"Okay, thanks Jerome," Tyler says. He takes the pile of clothes from the man and waits for him to leave the room.

The truth is that Jerome doesn't really care that the kids are hungry. What he cares about is this: Tyler just masturbated, and it'll take some time before he can be horny again. He wants Tyler nice and horny for their next session -- it helps him do the nice things Jerome wants to capture on video.

"Oh, this is going to look adorable on you," Tyler says, examining and admiring the clothes before his sister dons them. "Come on, I'm hungry," he says, pulling at her towel. Emma stands and allows her brother to pull her towel away. He holds the top open, she inserts her arms, and he pulls it down over her head until it's in place over her chest. Her stomach, of course, is meant to remain uncovered. "Hold your hair up so I can tie it for you," he says while gently pushing and pulling on her shoulders so that she turns away from him. Once that's tied in place, he turns her back to face him and kneels in front of her holding out the shorts.

"No panties?" Emma observes, surprised.

"I guess you don't need them -- this will cover you anyway," Tyler says as his sister steps into the shorts.

"Wow!" Tyler says, stepping back from his sister and admiring her. "I love it!" He walks back up to her, kisses her on both cheeks and tickles her a little on her stomach. Emma giggles and pulls away from him.

"Hehe, look at these socks! Sit down and put them on before you put these sandals on," Tyler says, laughingly handing the socks to his sister. When she sees what he was laughing about, she joins in his laughter. She playfully pulls them up her legs and wiggles her adorable toes at her brother, who responds by grabbing her feet and tickling them.

She begs him to stop but doesn't even try to pull away. Looks like her training is working.

Tyler presses the button on the intercom. While waiting for Jerome to return, he attaches a leash to his sister's collar, cuffs her wrists together behind her back, gags and blindfolds her. When Jerome arrives he shows Tyler the way out. Tyler leads his sister beside him. She hears Jerome saying "See you soon," and a door closing.

"Okay, I can free you now," Tyler says. He starts by removing Emma's gag and blindfold, putting those in a plastic bag he's carrying. "I suppose we should do this quickly in case someone comes," he remarks as he does so.

"Where are we?" Emma asks.

"The mall," Tyler responds. He removes Emma's leash, but before her last piece of bondage -- the cuffs on her wrists behind her back -- he takes advantage of her helplessness and rubs her butt, crotch, chest and stomach. She giggles, and he does too. He kisses her on the cheeks and unlocks the cuffs, depositing them in the bag too.

"Don't think you can get away," Tyler cautions. "Your electric collar is still on, and the remote's right here in my pocket."

"Tyler, even if I could get away I wouldn't. I'm having a great time."

"I'm glad," Tyler says, kissing her on the cheek again. He puts his arm around her back and leads her down the long hallway until they get to a populated shopping area. "We have about an hour -- let's go to the food court."

"Okay," Emma agrees happily.

The twins buy pizza and go to sit in a booth. Instead of sitting across the table from her like he would normally do, Tyler sits beside his sister.

The twins' peace is interrupted for a while as two girls from Tyler's class come sit across from them and they're forced to make small-talk for a while. The twins really want to be left alone. Once they're done with their pizza they say goodbye to the girls and leave.

"Where should we go now?" Tyler asks his sister. "We still have half an hour to kill."

"I dunno," Emma responds. So they just wander around the mall, looking in shop windows, passing the time. Over and over again one of the twins reaches out to hold the other's hand, and they do so for a little while until one of them remembers that if they were caught doing that by kids from their school they'd never hear the end of it. They're both exhausted, though, and they end up in a furniture store at the back of the mall, way at the back of the store, snuggling together on a display sofa. They fall asleep in each other's embrace.

When they wake up they noticed that a crowd has gathered around them -- thankfully nobody they know. Just about thirty strange adults, cooing and whispering about how cute they look. Some are holding cameras. Embarrassed, the twins sit up. Emma brushes her hair out of her face. Tyler notices the strings of Emma's top have come loose and tells her so before something becomes uncovered. She hold it up and reties it behind her neck. Noticing a clock on the wall, the twins see that they've been sleeping for over an hour, which means they're late. Tyler grabs Emma's hand and the two run out of the furniture store and continue running through the mall. The people standing around them when they woke up just continue standing there, watching them run, cooing and commenting on the cute little kids.

-----

"Sorry we're late," Tyler apologizes to Jerome standing outside the door in the long hallway as the twins arrive, running.

"That's okay -- I was wondering if something happened to you, or if you decided not to come back today," Jerome says, patting Tyler on the shoulder.

"No, we just... kinda... fell asleep," Tyler admits, looking through his bag for the handcuffs and then locking them to his sister's wrists.

"Ow, too tight!" Emma yelps.

"Sorry," he says, fumbling for the keys, and then loosening them a bit. When his sister's cuffed, leashed, gagged and blindfolded again, Jerome escorts them back to the area where they were before.

When Emma's blindfold is removed, they're in the 'kennel' again. Emma sees a naked girl who looks not much older than her. She's led by a leash and inserted into one of the small cages. The girl's acting very weird, very out-of-it -- she must be drugged, Emma thinks.

"Ignore her," Tyler whispers in his sister's ear. "It's not you."

Jerome notices the twins yawning. "You know what... you both look tired... maybe you've had enough for today. I was planning on having you put your slave on some of our torture machines, but you can always come back another day."

Emma looks at Tyler, frightened.

"Torture machines? I... I don't want to torture her."

"Oh, you don't really have to torture her... it's cute when she looks like she's being tortured. We'd just strap her to a machine and she'd put on some pained faces."

"I dunno, how about another time."

"Okay, no problem... wanna see some pictures? Or a demonstration on a different girl?"

Tyler yawns again. "Okay, sure, why not. Can I put Emma in one of these cages?"

"No!" Emma begs.

"Sure, no problem."

"Oh, I don't want anyone touching her or hurting her though."

"Don't worry -- you have my word that they won't. You can put her in here, this one has an adjustable combination lock -- you can set the lock yourself."

"Okay. Come on, Emma," he says, picking his not-so-happy sister up. Although she's upset about the arrangement -- and very scared -- she doesn't physically try to stop him, and a few moments later she's locked inside the cage on the third shelf of the kennel. "Treat her well," Tyler instructs the naked girl acting as guard. "No shocking her or hurting her in any other way -- if you have trouble with her, come get me."

"Yes sir," the woman says. "Maybe you could gag her, then, so she'll be less trouble."

"Sure," Tyler says, unlocking the cage and gagging his sister with the ball-gag the woman offered him. "I'll be back for you soon, Emma," Tyler says, stroking her cheeks before locking the door again.

"And you probably want to take her clothes away," the woman adds.

Tyler rolls his eyes. "You're really annoying," he says to the woman holding the whip, wearing a leather leotard with cutouts for her breasts. "Can I punish her?" Tyler asks Jerome.

Emma can't believe what she's seeing and hearing -- but for the most part she's glad her brother's defending her.

"Of course! What would you like to do to her?" Jerome asks.

"Hmm, um, not sure..."

"When's the last time she was shocked?" Jerome asks one of the other men.

That man checks his palm-pilot and says, "Last night. But she can have some more -- she's state 'zero now'."

"Really? Oh cool. Take your clothes off, bitch," Jerome instructs the horrified lady whose whip's been taken from her. "I'm gonna go get some equipment for Tyler to use on you. Be ready. Come with me, Tyler."

"What does 'state zero' mean?" Tyler asks Jerome as they walk down the hall to the supply closet.

"Oh, it means we've decided the girl can be given any level of torture at any frequency without worrying about any lasting damage it might have on her -- mental or physical."

"Why... why wouldn't you worry about that? I mean, you don't want her to get hurt for good."

"It's just not important with her, that's all. You don't want to know more details."

Tyler and Jerome return to the kennel room where the woman is now naked on her hands and knees in the middle of the room. The woman's sobbing uncontrollably. "Don't pay attention to her snivling," Jerome tells Tyler. "Remember what she wanted to do to your sister. She deserves what she's getting."

"Right," Tyler says, remembering what she was doing before. He gets to work on the woman. First, he inserts a metal probe into her ass, and a another one in her pussy. Tyler's amazed at how easily the large probes slide into the woman's openings. He clamps two metal clips to her nipples and is amazed that she doesn't even flinch. She's crying loudly, but not because of what he's done to her so far. Lastly, he locks a metal ball-gag in her mouth.

Emma can't see what his brother's doing from where she is. She just hears the woman's crying. She heard the comment about 'state zero' and wonders what that means too. She assumes her brother isn't going to do anything too horrible to the woman -- after all, all she did was suggest that Tyler remove her clothes!

"My sister is my property!" Tyler yells at the woman. "Nobody tells me what to do with her, especially not another slave! Got it? She's mine!" And with that, he begins turning the dial. At first the woman doesn't respond much. He continues turning the dial and the woman can be heard moaning through her gag. He turns some more and the woman begins shaking violently.

"You can turn it up some more if you want," Jerome says to the boy. "But I'd take another step or two back -- you don't want to touch her accidentally and get electrocuted yourself."

Tyler steps back and turns a little more. The lights in the room flicker a bit, and a horrible smell begins to appear.

"I think that's enough," Jerome says, pulling out the plug. The woman twitches a bit more, and then stops moving. "Dan, Frank, get her out of hear and cleaned up. Don't worry, Tyler, she's just fine. You gave her what she deserved."

"I... she's not... she's okay, right?"

Jerome laughs a nervous laugh. "Oh yeah, don't worry, she gets lots of that. It's common for girls to go unconscious when being shocked. She'll snap out of it in a minute or so -- the men there will go put her in a cold bath and she'll be back, good as new before you know it."

The two men drag the lifeless body out of the room. Tyler is horrified. 'What did I do? I thought I was just giving her a little shock!' he thinks to himself. "Does Emma's collar do the same thing on its highest setting?" he whispers to Jerome, nervously.

"No, no, of course not! It's a completely different machine! You just gave that woman about 500 times the most powerful shock you could give your sister with her collar. Not even close. Don't worry."

Tyler looks sick.

"She'll be fine. I promise you."

One of the men whispers something in Jerome's ear. "Really? I didn't know that -- but that's a great idea -- do it!"

The man walks out of the room and comes back in a few minutes later with another naked woman -- who looks identical to the one Tyler just tortured. She's smiling, though.

"Hi Tyler, thanks so much for teaching me my lesson!" she says to the confused boy. "I really deserved it. I'll be much better behaved from now on."

Even though she looks identical, she's acting kind of different, Tyler thinks. "Is that her twin?" he asks Jerome.

Jerome laughs. "Of course not -- it's her!"

"You're such a mean boy, Tyler... boys like you make me so... horny!" says the woman who starts fingering herself right in front of everyone. The men laugh, and Jerome pats the boy on his shoulder.

(This woman is, in fact, the tortured woman's twin sister. And she's 'state ten' -- not 'state zero'! But Tyler has no idea...)

Relieved that the woman's okay, Tyler follows Jerome out of the room to see the equipment.

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"Hi Emma, you okay?" Tyler asks his sister as he unlocks her cage. She nods. "They treat you okay?" She nods again -- she can't respond verbally due to her gag. Before Tyler slips a blindfold over her eyes she notices that her brother's looking kind of sick -- or is he upset? Once he's blindfolded her, though, he says, "We're going home now. Okay?" She nods again. Tyler gives her a tight hug once she's out of the cage. "I love you," he whispers in her ear. She tries to snuggle up to him the best she can despite her hands being cuffed behind her.

Tyler locks a leash to her collar and leads her to another room where they're alone. Once she hears the door slam shut, she feels her brother hugging her. Only this is a more loving, comforting kind of hug -- not a lustfull one. She again gets the picture that her brother's upset, or sad.

Emma makes a murmur noise through her gag. Tyler breaks the hug and removes her blindfold and gag. "Do you have to pee?" he asks, hands on her shoulders.

"No, I'm okay... but I'm worried about you... are you okay?"

"I'll be fine. I just want to get us home as quickly as possible, that's all. Hmmm, I guess I should take your clothes off..." Tyler has his sister sit down and removes her sandals and socks. Then he has her stand, and he removes her shorts. Remember, she's not wearing any panties. But although she sees he's definitely looking at her vagina, he doesn't do anything to it this time -- no touching or licking. After that, he uncuffs her wrists, unties the strings of her top and removes that. Emma's now completely naked, and unbound except for the leash.

Tyler looks his sister's body over, removes a little fleck of dust with his fingers, but other than that barely even touches her. "Tyler, what's wrong?" Emma asks, concerned.

"I... I just don't like this place very much, and don't want to be here with you any longer," he whispers into her ear, as if he's worried someone might hear otherwise. "Are you sure you don't need to use the bathroom before we go home?"

"Yeah I'm fine," she says, worrying about what Tyler seems to know that she doesn't. All the same, he's obviously protecting her, and she's grateful for that.

"Okay, let's get you buckled up again, then," he says and starts buckling leather straps to her wrists and ankles. Once he's done with that he says, "They've misplaced our trunk, so I'm going to have to take you home in this," and he shows his sister a duffel-bag. "Don't worry, it's supposed to be quite strong -- it should hold you." He opens the bag on the floor and stands his sister inside it. He helps her get down into a ball-position and then locks her wrists to her ankles. He gently pushes her body in a bit more, and pulls the sides of the bag up around her. "I can't wait to get home," he says, kissing her on her cheek before he blindfolds and gags her once more. Lastly, she hears him zipping up the bag.

She hears her brother talking on an intercom, telling whoever that he's ready for transfer. A while later she feels the bag being picked up. Her body bumps into the side of whoever's carrying her over and over again. Somehow, she can tell that she's now outside. A little while later and she's been loaded into a car. She guesses that she's been put on a car seat this time, not on the floor or in the trunk, because the surface she's on is rather soft. When the vehicle begins to move she feels someone's hand on her, holding on to her. "It's just me," she hears her brother saying to her through the bag. As they ride, she feels her brother stroke her body through the duffel-bag. After what seems like a very long time the vehicle comes to its final stop and her bag is brought out of the car.

"Home sweet home," Tyler says as he unzips the bag. He removes his sister's gag and blindfold, and she sees that they're back in their garage. Her bag is on the bed. "It's so good to be home. I'm exhausted. Are you?"

"Yeah,"

"What do you say we take a nap before dinner?"

"Okay,"

"You don't mind lying next to me, do you, so I can hug you?" Tyler asks as he activates his sister's collar and then removes his sister's wrist and ankle cuffs.

Emma giggles. "Of course not."

"Okay, good... let's see... you wait in here," he says as he places his naked sister into the bird-cage. "I'll be back in a few minutes with some pajamas for you. Then we'll get in bed and take a nap."

"Okay." Emma thinks it's funny that Tyler's worried about dressing her in pajamas. After all, it's just the two of them and he's seen her naked now whenever he's wanted to. She guesses he must still be a little sad about whatever was upsetting him. She hopes she can help get him in a better mood.

"You know what?" Tyler says, returning to the garage empty-handed. "I just remembered some really cute pajamas you haven't worn yet. I think they're in here... yeah, here they are. Here put these on, I bet you'll look adorable in these!"

Emma giggles when her brother hands her the pajamas, and even more once she's put them on.

It's a bright pink sleeveless nightgown -- if it can be called a nightgown, because the thing barely covers her crotch and butt. 'Thoughtfully', Tyler gives her a pair of black panties to wear. The panties have the words 'My lips are sealed' written over the crotch in small white letters. There's also a pair of pink and black striped leg-warmers which she pulls up her legs.

Tyler extracts his sister from her cage and looks at her admiringly. "Wow! You look so cute!" he says with a big smile on his face. He reaches into his pocket and produces a fluffy pink scrunchie, which he puts himself in his sister's hair, then steps back to look at her again. "Adorable! Turn around."

With every small movement she makes, the nightie lifts up, showing Tyler his sister's panties. "Oh you look absolutely delicious!" he says to her. "Turn around and bend over a little."

Emma giggles and complies. Once her panties protrude in behind, Tyler bends over too and gives her a kiss right on the ass. Emma giggles some more. Tyler gives her a few more kisses there and Emma doesn't straighten up until Tyler finishes.

Emma's spirits are lifted; her brother seems to have regained his cheery disposition. Tyler feels something stirring in his pants. Both twins seem to have forgotten that they're tired.

Tyler helps his sister straighten up. Facing her, he takes her head in his hand and gives her two big, noisy kisses -- one on each cheek. Emma giggles in delight and responds by planting an intense kiss on her brother's lips. The twins hug each other tightly for a bit. Then Tyler has his sister put her hands behind her head. When her panties stick out in front, he starts touching her crotch, keeping one hand wrapped around her waist to steady her. Emma closes her eyes and enjoys her brother's touch.

Tyler feels his sister's silky-smooth thighs with one hand while he gently rubs her nipples through her nightie with his other hand. Slowly he backs her up until she's standing against the wall. After a while, he puts both hands on the sides of her neck and the two kiss passionately again, while Tyler rubs his crotch against his sister's.

Tyler feels the tension building in his pants. He finally decides to break one of his previous policies... he just can't hold back any longer. Even though Emma's watching, he unbuttons and unzips his jeans and lets them fall to the floor. He steps out of them and stands there before his sister in his briefs. Emma's pleasantly surprised that her brother's feeling more comfortable in front of her, yet she waits 'till she's told to before actually touching him. She notices how his briefs are tenting out in front. She now knows what that means.

Tyler kisses his sister some more, and then turns her towards the wall and rubs his 'tent' against her butt. Seeing that she's looking away from him, he allows his penis to leave the fly of his briefs for a few moments to feel her silky skin first-hand. He puts it back inside after only a few seconds, though, before he has his sister face him once more.

A few minutes later the twins have found their way to the bed. Interestingly enough, initially Tyler lies down on his back and his sister gets on top of him. She lies down on top of him with her knees at his side and kisses him passionately while her crotch is rubbing against his upright member. Despite the intense pleasure he's experiencing, he doesn't forget to lock a chain to her collar, the other end of which is already attached to the bedframe. Either Emma doesn't notice or doesn't care -- she continues kissing her brother.

Next, Tyler instructs his sister to turn around. She's a little confused but he makes his intentions clear. With Tyler's legs bent and spread, Emma lies on top of him with her crotch at his face and her face dangerously close to his crotch. She asks him what he wants her to do to him as he starts fingering and licking at her crotch. Tyler's put off for a minute when he realizes she must be staring right at his 'protrusion', but the enjoyment gets the better of him and he ends up telling her to rub her cheek against it being careful it doesn't leave his underwear. She's delighted. This is the closest she's ever gotten to 'it'.

Tyler has his sister climb off of him and stand on her hands and knees, facing away from him. He warns her not to look behind, and removes his underwear completely. Emma feels him tracing the edges of her panties with his penis -- at least, she's pretty sure that's what it is. He fondles her pussy while he does this so that she's enjoying it tremendously as well. After doing that for a few moments he pulls her panties off her butt, bunching them down around her knees, and begins running his penis up and down her butt-crack, even poking it inside every once in a while. She parts her legs a bit hoping Tyler will finger her pussy better that way -- which he does, but it also allows him to poke his 'thingie' even farther into her butt. Surprisingly, she actually enjoys this sensation too! After doing that for a while he has her lie down on her stomach and he lies on top of her, stabbing at her butt the best he can.

Words can hardly describe how horny the twins are now. Tyler knows what the next step is. He really wants to, too. But he's still kind of self-conscious about letting his sister see his penis. That problem's quickly solved when he notices a couple of items on the night table. Without warning her first, Tyler slips a blindfold over his sister's eyes. "Turn onto your back," he says between pants. She's disappointed about the blindfold but still enjoying herself so much that she happily obliges, parting her legs as her brother gets in between them.

Tyler kisses his sister and licks the sides of her mouth. She does her best to kiss him back though being blind makes it a bit difficult. He takes his shirt off now and lies down on top of her. She responds by hugging him with her arms and rubbing his bare back. He pokes at her crotch with his penis and rubs her vagina with his fingers -- especially her clitoris. He can feel her pussy muscles responding, almost trying to grab his fingers and suck them inside. She's also rocking her vagina back and forth against his hand.

Tyler feels he just can't hold back any longer. He has to do it. So, hoping it doesn't hurt her too much, he uses his fingers and guides his bird into her bees. He's still young, and therefore not that long. But after pushing in a bit he meets some resistance, and figures it's her hymen. He stops pushing in for a moment and just thrusts in and out a bit as far as he's gotten, and puts a hand up to Emma's face and strokes her cheeks. He hates to have to hurt her. He kisses her on the lips. She's still as horny as ever, enjoying everything intensely... doesn't seem to be negatively effected by what he's about to do.

Tyler takes a deep breath. He decides she wants this just as much as he does. She'll thank him for it -- she'll get lots more enjoyment in the future because of it. Deciding he wants to go through with it to the end and doesn't want to be interrupted in the middle, he reaches into the drawer and gets another two tools. He kisses her on the lips passionately, again, and then surprises her by popping a ball-gag into her mouth. He leans his chest against hers as he fastens the gag behind her mouth. Then he pulls at her wrists and locks them to the bedframe above her head. She's surprised by being restricted like this suddenly, but 'forgives' him as he 'rewards' her immediately -- rubbing her clitoris and nipples.

Tyler backs away from her for a minute to reposition her legs. He bends her knees up and then spreads them all the way out, providing complete access to her opening. He doesn't bother locking her legs in that position but hopes she doesn't close them.

Now he lies against her again. He lifts her nighty up above her nipples and licks them a bit. He can't kiss her on the mouth now with the ball-gag in, but he does trace her lips with his tongue. He fingers her pussy and clit a lot, then puts his penis just outside her hole and pushes it in to where it was before.

He can't remember his penis ever throbbing as much as it is now. He looks down at his gorgeous, delicious-looking sister. He kisses her chin. He whispers "I love you Emma." And then -- he thrusts in as hard as he can. He feels the resistance giving way and his pelvis meets his sister's with a bang. From his sister's gasp he can tell that it must've hurt her some, but after holding his penis in as far as he can for a few moments he starts rocking it in and out again. He seems to notice his sister losing that uncomfortable feeling... it seems she's actually beginning to enjoy it again and she's hornier than ever. Thanks to her gymnastics training and all the splits that she's done, it seems that her hymen wasn't that attached anyway, so it didn't hurt her much.

Now he feels her pussy muscles clamping down on the base of his penis when it's fully inserted. The feeling is amazing! The twins somehow manage to coordinate their movements, with Emma thrusting towards her brother as he thrusts into her. They hump faster and faster. Tyler quickly removes his sister's gag and thrusts his tongue into her mouth, simultaneously connecting in both places. She kisses him back passionately. He also removes her blindfold -- he forgets that he's afraid of her seeing him -- at the moment he wants to see her face completely. He doesn't have time to fumble with her wrist cuffs or he probably would've released her from those as well.

And then Tyler feels Emma tense up. She holds her breath. She clamps down on his penis and instinctively he stops thrusting, leaving his penis in as far as it can go and holding it there. Emma screams a few times as she orgasms -- she's never felt so much physical pleasure in her life! And then Tyler can't hold it either, and he climaxes, emptying all his underage love-juice into his sister's eager receptacle. The twins pant uncontrollably for a bit. Tyler kisses his sister a few times all over her face, then collapses on top of her, lying on her with his head next to hers. Emma moves her legs a bit, wrapping them around her brother and hugging him with them.

When Tyler gets some energy back he gets up on his elbows again. His now-limp penis is still inside his sister. He looks down at his sister and smiles. She smiles back, looking content. He bends down and the two kiss passionately on the lips. Then he nibbles on her chin and neck a bit. "That was... amazing!" he whispers.

"Yeah it was!" she whispers back. "I didn't know..."

"Yeah me neither."

"Tyler? Or... Master?"

"Yeah?"

"Could you maybe unlock my wrists? I really need to hug you."

Tyler's penis slips out of his sister as he unlocks her wrists. The two sit up a bit and Emma wraps her arms around her brother hugging him very very tightly. Tyler responds by hugging back and slowly stroking her back and butt.

The twins lie down on the bed and cover up with Tyler's blanket. Interestingly enough, Tyler is completely naked, while Emma's still wearing the nightie and the leg-warmers (but no panties). They seem to ignore that, though. Under the covers, they hold hands and hug each other, and fall asleep. In fact, they sleep straight through the morning, forgetting about dinner entirely.

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Epilogue Although he initially suspected as much, Tyler still believes Jerome that the happy, horny woman who was introduced to him after he shocked 'her' is in fact the woman he shocked. The truth, as we mentioned, is that she is the shocked woman's twin sister. Tyler didn't kill that woman, though. She was unconscious when she was removed from the room, but she was still breathing and her heart still beating, and she came to about ten minutes later. She was extremely agitated, and possibly could have had severe long-term psychological damage. 'Could have had', I say, because the fact is that she won't, as she's 'level zero'.

At that 'place' -- we don't even know its name -- once a woman becomes unusable for whatever reason -- either because of her behavior, age, appearance or other reasons -- she gets designated as 'level zero'. For the next little while her masters will try to get as much use of her as they can with virtually no regard for her wellbeing. Usually within a week or two after the designation she will be put down. Her body parts will be sold, and she will be forgotten.

Tyler doesn't know about this. So what upset Tyler so much that he wanted to get his sister home quickly? We don't know -- Tyler hasn't told us yet. Will the twins be visiting that place again? You'll just have to wait and see.

Right now, the twins are asleep, together, in Tyler's bed in the garage, dreaming very interesting dreams. We'll let them sleep for now and rejoin them when they wake up in the morning.

Goodnight! Sweet dreams!