| SIN AND DEX: LOST FROM 124TH STREET [ part 7 ] The two girls ran to the bed, Dexter grabbing the twinning harness at the same time, they quickly donned the leather device and then lay back on the bed awaiting my attentions. I looked at them both, Dexter was smiling and holding her right arm out, Sinister’s smile seemed forced but her left arm was also outstretched. “Who wants the first touch?” I asked them, the girls looked at each other and then Dexter spoke, as I expected - she was really the dominate one. “Master I’m afraid that Sinister still has a few fears, so if you use me first to show that our stretching routines have opened us enough to accept you, and then you can use her.” I looked at Sinister I could see the fear in her eyes. “Very well Dexter.” I said, “But I think you should get yourself ready for me. Sinister you’d better help Dexter.” she was looked slightly blank for a moment but then Dexter whispered into her ear and she redden slightly before moving her right hand with Dexter’s left Their hands started to busy themselves in Dexter’s slit, working in tandem on the clit and in the vagina itself – in this case two hands were better than one in their task, quickly bringing Dexter to a sexual high, I could tell from the flush on her face and body that she was cumming and as her body started to buck in the now familiar pattern I quickly moved their hands away and entered her body. Sinister watched as her sister was taken in front of her eyes, her right hand was clasped tightly by Dexter’s left. Dexter was tight, although she had been well and truly opened by their sex play she had learnt her lessons there were some depths that hadn’t yet been plumbed. “Ooohh master, that feels so different, it’s so warm - better than that other thing that Sinister has.” Dexter was saying, she turned her head to Sinister, “Oh sister you don’t know what you’re missing.” Sinister regarded her sister closely as I was thrusting into her, Dexter’s face showed her building emotions as she approached her first climax from a real cock instead of an imitation one, I turned her head so that she was looking directly into Sinister’s eyes With her sister watching her face Dexter gave herself up to the sensations I was generating in her. I tried to keep a quick pattern of thrust to keep her on the brink. “Sister, it’s better than Mistress Pauline when she was teaching us.” Dexter gasped to her twin I don’t know how I managed to hold back from spurting in her - I think I started doing mental arithmetic; I managed to ride Dexter through two orgasms before I decided to bring her down, holding onto my essence, much to her chagrin. “Master why didn’t you come in me?” She asked me. “I’m the one who decides what I’m going to do! Not you my young slave.” I told her and then turned my attention to Sinister who was still watching Dexter’s face. “Now how do you feel about trying it?” I asked her deliberately. “Well, Dexter really did like what you were doing to her, and you didn’t seem to be causing her any pain, so I don’t mind if you want to master.” She replied. I smiled at her answer, and then put on a gruff voice. “And why do you think you have any say in what I decide to do?” I asked her, she gave a small smile. “Master, you have told us that you control our bodies and everything we do, if you decide to have me then I cannot refuse you.” She positioned herself back down on the bed, her eyes still watching me, but I knew that she was no longer frightened of me or of my intentions. “I’m going to do something different for you Sinister my dear.” I told the girl, and then I instructed Dexter to start massaging the chest of her sister while I lowered my face to the unfledged mound of Sinister’s vulva. I felt her try to move back as she felt my breath on her slit, and then when my tongue started to lick the slit she gave a small squeak of shock, then Dexter started to rub her forming nipples moving her attention away from me. I then started to lick in earnest and covered the lower part of her body - I knew that the girls were clean as I insisted that they always washed everywhere. As I started to push deeper with my tongue a wicked thought came to me, I quickly pushed my finger into Dexter’s slit to moisten it, she moaned and then started to suckle on Sinister’s tit-mound, which caused Sinister to cry out in ecstasy. I moved my finger to thoroughly coat it in Dexter’s juices and then removed it, only to gently insert it into Sinister’s rectum. She tried to resist this entry into ‘virgin’ territory - although the girls knew about anal sex they hadn’t experimented with it yet - but only succeeded in pushing her mound upwards towards my mouth and tongue. I started to really work on her slit and clitoris causing her to move her hips, added with the extra stimulation of my finger she soon reached her climax, crying out as she came. While she was spasming I pushed my finger even deeper into her ass, until my palm was flush with her perineum, as she started to come down from her high I began to wriggle my finger, causing her to move her hips. Dexter looked at her, all she could see was my hand cupping Sinister’s ass. “What’s wrong with you?” She asked her twin. “Oooohhh! Master is moving inside me.” Sinister told her. Dexter tried to look down her twin’s body but the harness prevented her from full movement. I then started to pump my hand to work my finger further around Sinister’s ass, and then I applied my mouth to her clit again. The two sensations were too much for the young girl, she quickly climaxed again and again, this time actually passing out from the feelings that I was creating in her. When she slumped back I was able to remove my finger from her. I got Dexter to pull up and back with her left leg, which brought Sinister’s right leg up as well. I positioned myself above the child and watched for her eyes to open. When she looked up at me I lowered myself down and into her. “Oh yes master!” she exclaimed and lifted her body up to meet me; it seems that she no longer feared my touch. As with Dexter she was tight, even tighter than I thought she would be, but she was moving against me with such force that any obstructions that might have remained were obliterated. Once she could feel my body flush against hers she signed and looked at Dexter, her eyes glowing. “You were right sister - Master is soooo goood.” She extended the last two words making our, previously forgotten, audience to laugh out loud. “We did try to tell you both!” Said Billie-Jo “Yes we did.” Agreed Pauline “When master isn’t being nasty he can be very nice indeed.” ----- “Enough talking!” I managed to say, “I’m trying to concentrate here.” And indeed I was, because somehow Sinister’s movements were beginning to excite me, her thrusting motions being more pronounced than Dexter’s - a thing that surprised me. She looked from Dexter’s and into my eyes; I could see them opening in lust, a strange sight in one so young. “Please master.” She said, “I want to feel you as you squirt inside me.” Her request triggered something inside me and I began to push myself harder onto and inside her, her face grew feral as she raised herself with each stroke, until I could no longer contain myself and I came, bursting inside her young immature body. Even as the sperm was charging out of me I didn’t forget Dexter! I quickly pulled out of Sinister and jumped onto her ‘sister’, pushing my cock deep inside her to give to her what she had missed. Finally, when I could give no more, I rolled off the two girls and looked at Billie-Jo and Pauline. “Okay girls, your snacks await you.” I told them pointing to the sperm that was oozing out of the two girls’ slits. Without a word the older girls were on their knees as if worshiping at a pagan altar - their faces between the two younger girl’s legs, licking and sucking out my essence from their bodies while I watched all four of them enjoying themselves. At last they had taken all that they could. Sinister and Dexter were falling asleep after their exertions, I must admit I was close to doing the same; Billie-Jo and Pauline kissed their charges and approached me. “Master, are you happy with them?” Pauline asked me, I nodded my head “Yes, they are enthusiastic and enjoy having sex,” I said, “I must admit that Sinister’s reaction surprised me, I thought she would be timid when engaged but she’s quite the dynamo isn’t she.” Billie-Jo laughed at that. “She’s trying to be submissive to Dexter’s dominant, but she doesn’t always get it right.” The two girls helped me up -I was still slightly out after my exercise. We walked to the shower. While I was showering I asked the two girls about the next step in the twins’ education, at first they didn’t have any suggestions, and then Pauline’s attitude altered. “Master! If I may speak?” Slave was back in control of Pauline’s body. “Greetings slave,” I said, “Of course you can offer suggestions.” - Due to her conditioning the Slave aspect of Pauline was useful as a teacher, both for the girls and myself. “Thank you master; the two trainees have been trained in pleasure and providing gratification, but they still do not know how to punish correctly. It may be that their future master or mistress will demand that they know how to do this without causing permanent damage to their bodies.” I stroked my chin in thought, as Billie-Jo showed that she hadn’t lost her touch as she vacuumed my cock into her mouth. “I suppose they’d better learn that, I’m not sure how their mistress would want to punish them and it would be easier if they were able to help her. It would also build their characters as well.” I looked down at Billie-Jo. “You say that Sinister was trying to be submissive to Dexter’s top?” I asked her, she hummed away and nodded her head - not releasing me while doing so. “So it would be beneficial if Sinister could learn to punish her sister, not only to learn how to do so but to see what it was like as a dom.” “No master!” Came Pauline’s surprising reply. “Once a slave has decided to be the bottom to a dominating Top it’s important never to allow them to change between themselves they have to maintain position. I would suggest that Sinister be punished by Dexter, but then Sinister could practice by punishing either Billie-Jo or me!” Billie-Jo showed she’d been listening by pulling away from me and looking at Pauline/Slave. “I’m not letting her hit me!” She said, which sounded rather mean of her. “Why not?” I asked her, I was actually interested in the reasons that she would give. “I’m supposed to be teaching her how to behave as a slave, how is she going to learn if she’s looking forward to hitting me later? And what am I supposed to do when she doesn’t do it properly? Just lay there waiting for her to get it right?” She said. Where I agreed with the first argument I didn’t with the other two. “There is one other consideration that you haven’t thought about.” I told her, she remained on her knees looking up at me so I continued, “I’m your master! And you will do as I tell you, unless you want to leave me for another master.” She clutched at my legs and held onto them tightly. “No master please don’t send me away, if you tell me to do a thing I will do it. Please master!” her voice was tearful and pleading. I reached down and patted her head. “Don’t worry Billie-Jo.” I told her, “I was just reminding you, but sometimes as trainers we have to do things that we’d never thought of before.” Pauline/Slave looked at me curiously. “You mean that don’t you master.” She said, “Have you submitted yourself to a slave’s punishment?” she asked, Billie-Jo paused for a moment to listen to my answer. “I have, and I still have a scar where a trainee was too wild in her use of a whip.” I told them, at their wide eyes I pointed to a line on my back, “That’s it, poor Susan she really took it hard when she realised what she’d done, even offered to let me permanently mark her.” “Wh ... What did you do to her?” Billie-Jo asked fearfully - I laughed. “Oh I treated her harshly.” I said, “I sent her to bed without a kiss!” At Billie-Jo’s amazed look I explained, “I was teaching her how to use the whip, if I had taught her correctly then she wouldn’t have injured me, so it was as much my fault as hers.” Pauline nodded her head and then she asked, “Why didn’t you kiss her goodnight?” her eyes were sparkling as she asked this. “Because I was flat on my stomach being stitched up by a friend of mine” I told her, “Susan went to bed and was full of tears that night; I spent most of it cuddled up with her to show I wasn’t angry with her.” Pauline raised herself up to kiss me, “You know master,” She said, “You’re better man than you think!” I didn’t answer her, but Billie-Jo did receive a reward for her efforts. |