TWINS TIED

BY SCAVENGER
scavenger13@earthlink.net

[ part 4 ]

Christy had put in so much bubble bath that the twins still couldn’t see her naked body. The bubbles covered her completely. They did watch her do something, but was unable to determine what it was. Christy’s face contorted, then relaxed, her eyes closed. They could see her right arm moving, but that’s all. Soon they heard a little mewling sound coming from Christy’s mouth.

“Now girls, I want you to turn around, and get on your knees.” The girls obeyed, very carefully dropping to their knees so as not to tip over. Christy tied the blindfolds around their eyes once again. The girls heard the bathtub draining, then the shower to get all the bubbles out.

“All right girls, are you ready for your shower and bath?” Both girls nodded. Christy picked up each one in turn, and placed them directly beneath the showerhead. But instead of turning on the cold and hot water to get them just right, she turned on the cold water only for additional punishment. The girls screamed bloody murder as the prickly cold droplets slammed into their warm skin, as their breath was taken away by the icy cold water. They heard Christy laughing. The girls, of course, couldn’t get out of the tub by themselves. And it seemed that Christy wasn’t going to help them at all. Their ropes got exceedingly wet, as did their blindfolds and gags. Finally, after about fifteen minutes of the cold water torture, Christy turned off the faucet.

“Well, now. Did you have a nice shower?” The girls squealed at her, pleading and begging to get a warm bath. “All right. Stay right there. I will be back in just a few minutes.”

As the girls waited, the ropes, as they dried, seemed to tighten down on their wrists and ankles. Christy finally returned, dressed only in her swimsuit which set off her figure quite well. She then removed the blindfolds and gags from the girls, then untied their wrists and ankles, with some difficulty. They rubbed their wrists and ankles, trying to get the blood flowing again.

“OK, get out girls. I will run a nice warm bath for you. After all, you deserve it after all you went through.” Christy put in lots of bubbles for the girls. “Would you like me to get in with you?” The girls whispered back and forth for several minutes as the tub filled.

“OK, you can.”

The twins first put in one foot, then the other, until both feet were submerged in the water. As the water filled the tub, the girls got in until they were sitting down. Every place where the needles had been stung like nothing they had ever felt before, especially along their pussy lips and clits. Christy got in, bathing suit still on, and sat at one end of the tub. The girls sat at the other, Chrissy lying back on Cissy. Cissy held her sister just under her nipples, to keep her next to her.

Christy told the girls to stand, which they did. She grabbed a big soft sponge and filled it with the soapy water, then stood up and very gently squeezed the sponge from Chrissy’s neck down. She did it again, this time just pressing against the needled nipples, trying not to hurt her any more. She then ran the soapy sponge down her belly, across her belly button, then very gently, as gently as she could, across Chrissy’s lips and clitoris, rubbing gently to get all the blood and dirt off her bare labia. She ran the sponge on down the girl’s legs, finally lifting each foot and rubbing gently to get the beautiful little feet and toes washed. Christy then had Chrissy turn around, and washed her back, then spread her little butt cheeks and very gently rubbed the sponge against the once needled cute little anus. She then washed Christy’s hair. She repeated the entire procedure with Cissy. Christy had the girls remain standing, drained the tub, then set the water handles to be very warm so she could cleanse the girls of all the soap left on them. She turned on the faucet, and the girls turned around and around, wiping their hands through their hair, across their little butt cheeks and anuses as well, opening their legs to get all the soap off their little twats. Once accomplished, Christy turned off the water, and dried the girls off with an XXX-Large towel.

“OK girls, let’s go to your room. I’ll brush you hair out for you. OK?”

“Sure, that would . . .” started Chrissy

“. . . be just fine,” finished Cissy.

They each had their own vanity table, with their names on their own respective vanity. Christy began with Chrissy, taking only moments to comb, her hair being so short. But it wasn’t so short she couldn’t put a ponytail in it. Likewise with Cissy.

“Now girls, what would like for supper.”

“Spaghetti!” yelled Chrissy.

“And meatballs!” yelled Cissy.

“Very good. By the way, if you want, you can run around naked in front of me if you like, especially all I did to you today. Right?”

“Yay!” they echoed each other.

“You girls go ahead and play while I fix supper. I’ll call you when it’s ready.”

Christy went downstairs, and put on a dress somewhat too small for her, and nothing else. She liked the fabric pushing against her nipples, the air blowing up the dress onto her cunt. She found all the supper supplies, and began to fix it, making the spaghetti sauce from scratch. About fifteen minutes later she called to the girls to come down. Well, they did, but surprising Christy. They hopped into the dining room. They had tied their ankles together, handcuffed their own wrists behind their backs, knowing where the key was, but making certain neither of them could reach it, and gagged themselves.

“Well well. I guess I have turned two little beautiful girls into bondage freaks, haven’t I?” Christy asked.

“MMMmmmph,” the two girls mumbled through their gags.

“All right. I will take the gags out so you can tell me where the key to the handcuffs is.”

Having done so, the girls told Christy they had put it on the edge of their closet shelf where they couldn’t reach it. Would she get it for them, please?

“Well, you have to eat. I’ll be right back down.” She returned with the key, released both girls’ wrists, then watched each of them untie their ankles.

As the girls ate, Christy noticed the small indentations left on their wrists by the handcuffs. Apparently they liked the hard bondage. Well, she had a plan for after they ate. If they agreed, that is.

When they finished supper, they took their dishes into the kitchen and washed what they could, Christy washing the rest of them, making the work go faster.

“Girls, would you like to be tied up some more by me?” Christy asked them. She wasn’t sure they would, after all the pain and torture they had already been through.

The twins whispered back and forth for a couple of minutes, then they turned toward her, and shared their response. “Yes, we would love to have you tie us up some more, but on the promise you don’t give us the painful play you did earlier. Do you agree to that?”

“How about nipple clamps?” Christy asked.

“OK, we agree to that.”

“I have a new thing I would like to do to you both, but only if you agree. But I can’t tell you beforehand because I want it to be a complete surprise.”

“All right. But that’s all. OK?” the girls asked.

“OK,” replied Christy.

Christy followed the sweet twins upstairs, watching their pert little bottoms twitch as they climbed the stairs slowly.

Christy told the girls to lie down on the bed, one on each end, facing opposite the other. The twins complied.

“Now, I am going to tie you up in a little different way than I did before.”

She started with Chrissy. She first blindfolded and gagged the little girl. Christy moved Chrissy to the middle of her side of the bed, spread Chrissy’s hands as far apart as she could, then tied them to the foot rail of the bed. Then she pulled Chrissy’s feet up and over the girl’s head, and tied her ankles to the same railings as her wrists. Christy then tied a rope around the little girl’s ponytail, and pulled it hard and tied it to the center to where her wrists and ankles were tied. Now, Chrissy was in a severe tied position, her anus, cunt and clit all open and ready for her punishment and pleasure. She then tied Cissy in the exact same way.

“Now my little torture girls, I am ready to begin once again,” Christy told the two little twins.