JAN AND JEAN

BY SCAVENGER
scavenger13@earthlink.net

Jack worked on his new contraptions down in the basement at his workshop. Working for several hours each evening, after about three weeks he managed to finish a complete finished set. He picked up each one and seemed very pleased. The fact that they were also expandable and contractible made them the best of any he had seen.

His girls played in their room. He put his items in a sack and went all the way up stairs to see what they were playing.

"Hi, girls. What's going on?"

"Oh, nothing, dad. Just playing some tic tac toe. Nobody's really winning. Not much else to do."

He looked at them. They were the most beautiful girls in the whole world. Jan, 9 yo and the oldest, had short brown hair, brown eyes, freckles across her nose and cheeks, and dark skin. Jean, a year younger at 8 yo, sported black hair, black eyes, also freckles across her nose and cheeks, and also had dark skin. He knew their mom came from the Mediterranean area, so dark skin ran in the family. More like a dark tan than anything else. Jan wore her nightgown. He knew she wore nothing under it. Eventually he caught her going to bed naked, but said nothing about it. Jean wore just her panties. Neither seemed bothered by their father seeing them in that way. Because, quite often, he saw them completely naked quite a bit of the time.

"Girls, I have something new to show you. Do you want to see?"

The girls grinned at each other. With great enthusiasm, "What is it, dad? As if we didn't know."

"You're right. New bondage gear just for you girls. Of course, as you grow up, it is expandable to fit your difference in sizes, if need be."

"Can we try them now?" asked Jan slipping off her nightdress.

"Please?" begged Jean, removing her underwear.

Their naked little bodies instantly gave him an erection, and the girls knew it.

"Where are they? In the sack?" asked Jan.

"Yep. They are for face-to-face bondage. So, stand up and face each other. I want to see if you girls are still the same size."

The girls stood up and stood face to face, nose to nose, mouth to mouth, tits to tits, belly button to belly button, vagina to vagina, knees to knees, ankles to ankles, and feet to feet. Perfect match.

"Good. Now, stand just like that and you will know when you have to move. I will tell you which piece of new equipment I will be using. And first is the blindfold."

They saw the blindfold, and thought it was great. They both closed their eyes as their dad fastened one half of the leather-padded blindfold around Jan's eyes and buckled it in back. He forced Jean's head against Jan's until she touched foreheads with her sister, and her dad then belted the other half of the blindfold around her head. In fact, they were two very tight leather-padded blindfolds sewn tightly together.

Next, the ball gags. These were unique in themselves. They were simple rubber balls surrounded by leather. Basically once put in place, the person gagged could move nothing at all mouth wise.

"OK, girls. The gag. I am going to force each one in your mouths, then buckle them in the back. Ready?"

"Ready, dad," the girls said in unison.

He stuffed the gag first into Jan's mouth, forcing her mouth open as far as it could go, then forcing it even further to almost breaking her jaw, but he had made the size of the gags carefully. She couldn't bite down on the soft ball as she used to be able to. It hurt. Dad buckled it behind her head. He repeated the process with Jean's gag. She too had problem with the gag, and even let out a little whimper, and he finally buckled it in back of her head.

He added straps around their foreheads, also laced together, and buckled them behind their heads. He wanted to make sure they couldn't move.

Next came the ringed collars he buckled around their necks and added a short chain to the D-rings on the front of their collars keeping them even more tightly tied together.

Next came the leather wrist ties, something like the very long shoelaces bought at the store, only about four times as long, and tied each girls wrists together, then pulled them up and tied them to the D-rings in the back of the collars.

Next came a double elbow cuff, which he put on both girls and strapped it down as tightly as he could until their elbows were pulled toward each other as far as they could be. Next, he attached alligator clamps soldered together in the middle on the girls, keeping strong tension on the girl's nipples. They yelled out in great pain as he added this little addition. This brought their chests even closer together, forcing their little bottoms out just a little.

Next came the waist strap, again two of them sewn in the middle, to make a double cinch around their waists, buckling behind the girls.

He had the girls spread their legs as far as they could. He took two wide double thigh straps and strapped their thighs together by strapping each single strap around each set of thighs.

Next came the spreader bar. It had two double cuffs on it as well, the cuffs sewn together, so their ankles would be attached to each other. He finally attached this bar to the girls' ankles, almost spreading them into the splits.

He looked at them. They stood there trembling, loving every minute of it. One more item of torture. This was also a double alligator clamp, and he attached it the girls' clits, pulling their vaginas together, and screaming in more pain.

He reached down and touched there little cunts. Both were as wet as a downpour in a thunderstorm.

"How about I see you girls later? I'll take care of you then. OK?

"Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmmmmmmph!" the girls yelled and screamed. Kind of. But not really.

But he didn't really leave. He opened and shut their door pretending to leave. The girls began screaming and yelling again. Of course, the sounds barely left their mouths. The leather-covered ball gags worked extremely well. He watched them struggle, watched their nipples be pulled out as one girl would pull away a little. He had a marvelous little show. He went to get his video camera. He got the rest of their bondage session all on tape. He set up the camera on a tripod so he could get himself in the picture as well, using his remote to rotate the camera as needed.

He surprised them by running his hands up and down their bare backs, down to their naked bottoms, and a finger up and down their sweet little butt cracks. They shuddered from his touch, the clamps pulling on their nipples and clits. They tried to push their bodies together even more than they were, but they were already as close as they could get, so the pain from the clamps added to their bondage.

"Are you girls ready for your whippings?"

Not able to speak, not able to nod yes or shake their heads no, he prepared the two cat o'nine tales.

"I take your silence as a yes. Good. Get ready, here they come."

With both arms, a cat o'nine in each hand, he began to whip the girl's little butts. They soon turned a nice pink. As he continued to whip them the marks from the whips changed their bottoms' colors from a subdued crimson, then to a bright scarlet. The girls whimpered, couldn't move or else the clips would pull severely on their nipples and clits. Unbearable pain hit their tiny naked bodies. He could hear them cry. But he didn't stop. He didn't stop for a good fifteen minutes.

Finally, he put the whips down and continued to spank them with his hands. This caused even more pain, especially with his hands smacking them over their just finished whippings. Finally, he stopped.

Lastly, he told his daughters what he would do next, but not everything.

"I am going to insert some anal beads into both your anal canals. But first, I have to do something."

He retrieved the special athletic cream which started cool, then turned into an unbearable fiery hot. He unclipped their nipples, added the cream, and reattached the clips. He did the same thing to their clits. He rubbed it up and down their slits and deep inside their little bare cunnies. Finally, he coated each set of anal beads liberally with the cream, and put the beads into their anal canals one by one until their butt holes were completely full of beads. He could already tell they were getting the effects on their nipples. They tried to pull apart, but the clips teeth bit into the nipples so hard they felt like the teeth bit all the way thorough the nipples, the upper and lower teeth meeting in the middle of their nipples. Soon, the same thing became true of their clits, their labia, deep inside their cunnies, and finally inside their rear holes. He watched them for a few minutes, and knew the burn would last at least 20 minutes. The camera still ran, getting every little nuance of his torture and their bondage.

"OK, girls, I'm going downstairs and grab a bite to eat. Enjoy your bondage, your clips, the cream I put on you."

This time he really did go downstairs, and actually ate.

He went back upstairs. He walked into their room, and watched them still struggling to escape the burning on and in all their sexual areas. He knew they were crying, but they also knew that was part of him tying them up. They had known that ever since he began to toy with time several years ago. He started off easy with the girls naked and their wrists tied in front of them. They ran around screaming and yelling, thinking it was a lot of fun. Then he tied their wrists behind their backs, and they enjoyed this even more. Next, a few months later, he added ropes to their ankles. He watched as they hopped around the living room, yelling and screaming as usual. Of course, the next thing he added was a gag, a very simple one consisting of their own dirty panties stuffed in their mouths and tied them in with large handkerchiefs. Again, they hopped around, trying to make noise, and although they did, it was very stifled by the gags. Finally came the blindfolds. Socks over the eyes tied with socks to keep them on. Then one would make noise to try to get her sister to find her, the other sister doing the same thing. On Jan's 7th. birthday, he offered to tie her up any way she wanted after experiencing many bondage positions.

"Daddy, would you tie me to our bed, with my wrists spread apart as far as you can get them, then pull up my ankles and tie them to my wrists so I am really spread eagle, and you can see all of me? And don't forget to blindfold and gag me, and put the alligator clips on my nipples. OK?"

He readily agreed, and after their birthday party and all their friends had gone home, he told Jan to strip. He asked her if Jean could watch, and she heartily agreed. It wasn't long before Jan lay in the severe position that she wanted. The air conditioner blew across her bare anus, across her clit, her labia. Her nipples stood out despite the clips. Of course, daddy didn't forget her gag and blindfold. He teased her clit, rubbed against her slit, inserted a finger into her butt hole. She knew daddy and her sister were still clothed, and she was totally naked. That excited her as well. Eventually he made her reach her first orgasm of her young life. He left her tied up another hour.

He performed the same bondage session with Jean on her 7th. birthday as well. Did the exact same thing, and Jean reached her first orgasm as well.

And now, he watched them struggle, watched until the burning finally wore off. He left them standing there, together, for the rest of the afternoon without touching them, moving the camera where he wanted it.

Finally, with the camera still on, he began to unstrap the girls, and removed their clips and pulled out the anal beads. All straps gone, the girls quickly lay on their bed, looking at each other's nipples and clits for the teeth from the clips. They began to play with each other, ignoring daddy. He turned the camera just as soon as they got on the bed. They lay there kissing each other on the lips, taking turns kissing each other up and down their bodies, licking each others' cunts and clits and labia, poking fingers into each others' butt holes. Daddy told them to stop and to stand with their backs to him. He used rope to tie their wrists behind their backs, blindfolded them, laid them on the bed, and tied each girl's ankles together. After more recording for another couple of hours, the girls fell asleep.

Tomorrow, perhaps something different.