| SIN AND DEX: LOST FROM 124TH STREET [ part 8 ] After that session the girls were started on a new routine. Their twining harness was not longer needed they remained in their, now accustomed, positions nearly all the time. I did indulge in sex with both of them, but now I was getting them both to play an active part in the lovemaking - and I was showing them the softer side of sex, not the rough and nasty side. Pauline and Billie-Jo started to prepare them for anal sex, after Sinister’s reaction to my finger she seemed to enjoy the sensations more than Dexter did, but neither girl complained about it. Their music improved also, they weren’t concert level players, but they could still be shown a piece of music and be able to play it - if not well then as near as two children could. I started on their punishment lessons, first as a playful thing, light taps on their asses, encouraging them to feel how each other’s skins felt just after a real session of spanking. I encouraged them to talk through how the smacks felt and how hard they thought I’d applied them. Pauline started to talk to them; well it was Pain-slut actually. She was describing how different implements could cause differing type of pain or pleasure depending on how they were used and the mind-set of the person being struck. Dexter was sceptical about that, “How can anyone get pleasure from being hurt?” she asked. “As will all things it depends on you frame of mind.” Pauline told her, sometimes when master is punishing you can’t you feel your clit getting larger and rubbing on master’s leg?” She asked both the girls, Sinister blushed before nodding, but Dexter’s skin didn’t change colour, she just nodded at the question. “Well you’re excited while being punished.” She explained and then asked “how often have you cum when he’s hitting you?” It was the timid Sinister that answered her. “Lately it’s been all the time, I don’t know if he’s aware of it though?” – I was but didn’t want to let on to the girl, let them have some secrets. – She looked at Pauline her eyes sparkling with the thoughts going through her head. Dexter nodded her agreement. “I find that when I’m in a certain position his leg rubs against my bump, I find that I’m so wet down there. I’m surprised that master doesn’t say anything about it.” Pauline smiled to herself; she’d often noticed the damp patch on my trouser leg, and she had supplied several patches as well! I’d better quickly explain, while most of the lessons were conducted in the nude, I decided that punishments would be done with myself dressed, it enforces their nudity and, in a way, made them feel more shameful about it. “Okay then.” Pauline continued, “So you both have agreed that you find being spanked makes you feel horny?” both girls reluctantly nodded their heads, “Then the secret of accepting punishment is to channel the feelings into a sexual high.” She looked at the two girls who were hanging onto every word, she smiled to herself – this was going to be easier than they all thought! ----- Watching from the monitor screen I could see that all three girls were being turned on by the talk which was encouraging, I tried to work out how much longer I would have the girls with me. I turned to my computer and read the emails, Bill’s response was there waiting for me. ‘consignment expected on 10th of next month – dual packing will be arranged and sent to your location, pickup will be by carrier on 8th – as normal you are responsible for the condition of the consignment on delivery’ So I had three weeks to ensure the girls were ready, trained and prepared to serve their new mistress – I wasn’t too worried, although the time was short, we’d already spent so much time with the girls that three more weeks should put the shine on the polish. The dual packing meant that the girls would be transported in two separate crates, in the same manor that Toy’s parents had sent her to me, the girls would be spending two days in travelling so that I’d had to ensure that they had enough nutrition with them to last them four days – always better to allow for delays than to trust to delivery men and not include enough! Their punishment lessons will have to include solitude sessions to get them used to the conditions they’d be under when travelling, it wasn’t as if I could send them by bus to their new owner – for one thing I didn’t know where that was! I was thinking through these problems while watching the monitor screen, Pauline was getting out ‘George’ - a manikin I had from some time back, the body had been slightly altered to allow marks to show up on it. George was now a target dummy for the girls to practise on. ---- Sinister and Dexter looked in amusement as Pauline manhandled the shop dummy out of the cupboard and placed it in the center of the room. “This is your training dummy.” Pauline explained to the two, “It reacts to the whips and paddles by showing the marks of the effects, for the next few minutes I want you both to touch it and see how it feels.” She looked around for a moment and then plugged a lead from the computer to a socket at the base of ‘George’ A few keystrokes on the computer and the link was established and the program began, Pauline took a small whip from the cupboard and stood behind ‘George’ within view of the two girls, she drew back her arm and then ‘CRACK’ the sound of the whip cracking in the air made the two jump, and a faint red line could be seen on the back of George. “The effect of the whip can be seen on the screen,” She explained, “and the strike is reflected on the dummy itself, that was a light hit which didn’t cause too much pain.” “A light hit!” Dexter exclaimed. “But what about the noise? It must have really hurt him, that’s if he was alive.” She continued to say. Pauline shook her head, “The crack of the whip took away some of the power of the lash, it’s showy and not very productive. I’m going to teach you both how to be showy and also how to be productive, when I think you’re ready then you will show master and us how good you are, but you won’t be using George, your target will be your twin.” Both girls looked sharply at Pauline; Sinister’s eyes were starting to tear up. “B. . .But I don’t want to hit Dexter with a whip.” She said sliding back into Dexter’s arms, Dexter in turn held onto her twin as if protecting her. “You can’t make us do that!” she said her eyes on Pauline. “Whatever master orders us to do? We do!” Reminded Pauline, “He wants you both to learn how to use the whips properly, I’m going to train you both to change the feelings of pain to pleasure, that is my aspect in this body, where I can’t make you change yourselves completely I can help you, if you will let me.” Sinister looked back and up at her sister who was looking down at her twin, it was as if some communication was passing between them, Sinister nodded her head and Dexter bent down and kissed her forehead before looking at Pauline again. “If master will guarantee us that we’d never be seriously hurt by this then we’ll try to learn.” Dexter told Pauline Pauline smiled at the two girls, “I will tell you both that what I’ll teach you can cause a lot of pain, but will not seriously hurt you, it will prepare you against whatever your mistress may do to you.” “But why would any mistress want to hit us?” Asked Sinister innocently, this made Pauline smile. “I don’t know about her, but looking at the pair of you I wouldn’t mind.” She said cheekily. At their look Pauline couldn’t help it, she burst into laugher
The next few days were spent by the girls learning about the various crops, whips and floggers I had in the cupboards. With some trepidation Sinister allowed Dexter to practice on her with the floggers, just light taps at first, but once she started to feel the strikes Pauline coaxed her into transferring her feelings from the pain into pleasure. Sinister was allowed to practice on Pauline while Dexter either watched or accompanied the sound of the sessions with music on the piano, her sense of humour appeared with the tunes she used. It was on the Thursday that we hit a snag. I’d blindfolded both girls and had placed headphones on them to suppress any noise; the girls were tied down onto their beds. This was all in preparation for their transport later. 10 minutes into the session Sinister started to scream and thrash around, I quickly ran to her and held her, removing the blindfold and headphones, her eyes were wide and wild. She wasn’t focusing and was hysterical. “Sinister.” No response, “SINISTER! - Isabel wake up!” I said to her, but she still screamed, I finally stuck her face - shocking her for a moment, she stopped moving and then she saw me and felt me holding her. “Master! What happened?” she asked me. “I was dreaming of my old life, but all of a sudden you were here.” Pauline and Billie-Jo had quickly run down the basement stairs and were with me. They both looked at me quizzically. “I’ve suspended this part of your training for a few days” I told the bewildered girl and got Billie-Jo to untie her as I attended to Dexter. I tapped the girl’s shoulder to prepare her, removing her headphones and blindfold, she blinked a couple of times in the light and then at me. “Is it over already master?” She asked me, “I didn’t think I’d been here that long?” “You haven’t.” I told her as I undid the restraints holding her, “We’ve had a problem, I need to talk to you about it!” She was unsteady getting to her feet so I supported her. I told Pauline and Billie-Jo to watch Sinister as I spoke to Dexter, the two girls decided to play with her and quickly put her at ease, Dexter looked at me as I led her out of the basement and up the stairs. “Please come with me Dexter.” I told her, she hesitated and then squared her shoulders and walked up the foreboding stairs. I took her into the living room where the computer monitor was showing the basement, she looked at the screen for a moment and then turned her attention to me. “Dexter we have a problem with Sinister, would you know why she’d break down when placed in solitary?” I asked her, at first she shook her head but then her eyes widened as a memory struck her. “When she was six years old her father locked her in a cupboard.” She told me, “He left her there for some hours, she couldn’t sleep without a nightlight ever since.” I had to think for a moment, this could complicate matters, if she’d received therapy about that she’d be okay by now. But we were stuck at the moment; Dexter watched my face as we sat there. “Master I know I shouldn’t ask you anything, but why do we have to be tied down and blindfolded without anything touching us?” She finally managed to ask me. I decided to tell her the truth. “Your buyer will be ready to receive you in just over two week’s time.” At her look I nodded, “You and Sinister are ready. In fact we’re just giving you advance training which hadn’t been asked for. But when you’re being sent to her it will be in two crates, you will be in one and Sinister in another. We can’t let you go by bus for two reasons, one your faces are still being looked for and the other is that I don’t even know where she is!” “Why can’t we be unconscious when travelling?” she asked. “You have to be alert when you arrive; any drugs we use would slow your reaction time and could have side effects.” I said, “You are also required to feel every stage of the journey - that was in the instructions.” At her puzzled look I took out a video that I’d been sent some time ago and placed in into the player.
"Greeting Master," she said, "When daddy said you needed me, he asked me how I should be sent to you, so I suggested this;" She walked over to a large wooden packing case, in fact the one that was upstairs at this moment, she then spoke again, "I said that I should be delivered to you as any other package. By delivery van! I will be packed away in this box, but I will be fixed and held into the box so that I cannot move, Daddy has also suggested how I'll be restrained, he's fitted a metal shaft which holds a number 7 dildo which I will have inside me, making sure that I'm standing up, daddy says that I won't need to eat anything so my ass will be bunged up, should I need to drink he's arrange that I will have all the liquid I need, so while he's getting it all ready, mummy's giving me an enema, I'll be back." And she gave a cheerful wink to the camera as the screen went black.
She turned around again and opened her mouth, a female form (her mother) came into shot and pushed a large penis shaped gag into her mouth, this was tied behind her head, and the tube was pushed inside the gag. Large goggles were placed over her eyes, and finally her nose was plugged up with wadding and tubes inserted to allow her to breath through her nose. She struggled as the tubes were inserted, but soon quietened, then through the catheter tube the yellow liquid could be seen to start flowing as she became scared. But she held herself still as she was positioned inside the box. As she had said she was first impaled onto the large dildo, which I saw was attached to the metal plate, and she was allowed to sink upon it, then her butt-plug was fixed onto a metal pole which came from the other side, by this method she was held 'fore and aft'. Then her arms and legs were pulled onto clips in front of her so that she was held in place. A large weight was then fixed on the floor to stop the package from tipping over; the breathing tubes were place just outside the package, pointing down to ensure no problems occurred if the package was stored outside in bad weather. The side panel was then placed in position and nailed into place. Next the top was opened and polystyrene chips were poured into the box to act as padding for the contents inside. Toy's voice was then heard, "This is a pre-recorded message, Master. Toy can remain in the package for two days without real discomfort, but we are sending this by overnight courier, my parents would also want you to know that any bangs or bumps will be running into your Toy due to the metal plates on the sides of the package, they hope you will be pleased with your Toy, and hope to see you soon." The film ended with a view of the packing case and the metal plates, labels were being place saying 'this way up' I let the tape rewind and regarded Dexter she hadn’t said a word throughout the film, then her eyes lifted up to mine. “Master we do have a problem. Sinister wouldn’t be able to survive one day in that box, let alone two!” ------- I was worried. After all their training and preparation we had hit a major problem. Sinister was so scared of the dark that it could send her catatonic! And I had to send her in a sealed box to her new owner in a perfect state - not in a state! “Master what can I do to help?” Dexter asked me, she’d been watching me as I sat there thinking, I shook my head. “Nothing at the moment but you couldn’t make me a cup of tea? You will find everything in the kitchen just through there.” I pointed the way for her and she went to do as I asked. I was deep in my thoughts as I watched Sinister playing her flute for Pauline and Billie-Jo; I turned on the speakers and listened to her as I thought. I could put a small battery light into her crate so that she’d have a light, but then the view would be only that of a small wooden box, more like a coffin than anything else. No the light was out it would cause more problems than anything, she would have to be gagged as any moans from inside a crate would be investigated, and with the two dildo’s that she’d have inside her she would moan. If only Dexter could be with her! That way she’d always know that she wasn’t alone. Dexter? The thought then stuck a cord. DEXTER! I’d brought her up here to ask her about Sinister and she was now in the kitchen, I hadn’t switched the phones over to the computer! I quickly got up and ran to the kitchen. Dexter was pouring the hot water into a teapot; she looked up as I ran into the room. “I’m sorry master,” She said, “But the kettle has only just boiled, I’m trying to be as quick as possible.” I smiled at her, relieved that she hadn’t taken it into her head to try to escape. I waited as she poured the water into the pot and allowed the tea to brew. “Why didn’t you take advantage of me and try to get out?” I asked her, she blushed and then turned away from me. “To be honest master it didn’t occur to me, I was so worried about Sinister that I only thought of her.” And she laughed at that, a normal laugh not hysterical, she turned back to me her face smiling and tears of mirth in her eyes, “The only time I might have got out ... And I didn’t even try!” She ran into my arms still laughing, I held onto her. It seems that Dexter had accepted her new role in life. We made drinks for every one and walked back to the basement, I still made sure the doors were locked securely and that the phones were under computer control. It wasn’t that I distrusted Dexter. It was a habit that I had to maintain. Dexter went to the piano to continue her practise as Pauline, Billie-Jo and Sinister sat and drank their drinks. I watched Sinister as she drank and talked with Pauline. There was no sign that she remembered blacking out. But until I could get her past that stage she wouldn’t be able to travel. I needed expert help with this. Leaving Pauline and Billie-Jo to carry on with the pleasure/pain training, I returned upstairs to my computer and opened the communication package. The Ropeville directory appeared and I clicked on Elizabeth’s number. An oriental girl answered my call. “Good Afternoon Sue-Li,” I said, “Is Elizabeth available?” The girl smiled at me. “Good afternoon Mr. Purple.” Sue-Li said, “I’m afraid my mistress is not available at the moment. We have a few girls requiring attention, if I can ask her to contact you later?” I really had to learn that I wasn’t the only person that Elizabeth dealt with, so I nodded. “Yes please Sue-Li,” I told her and then explained to her –knowing that she would pass the whole message on, “I have a problem with one of my charges, and would appreciate Elizabeth’s help.” Sue-Li nodded, “Certainly Mr. Purple,” She said, “I will pass the message on. Was there anything else?” She asked me, I almost said no, but then said, “Well yes. How’s little Cat getting on?” the smile on Sue-Li’s face grew broader as she replied. “She is so happy here. She helps my mistress with her work, and is also attending the school and is doing very well in her studies.” Then her face altered slightly as she added, “Some nights though she is quiet and cries for her mother, but mistress tells me this is normal for her and she will get over it soon. But then we cuddle and kiss, and she’s soon happy again.” “I’m sorry to hear that Sue-Li please look after her for me and tell her I still love her, that’s if Elizabeth thinks she should know that.” I said feeling slightly concerned about Little Cat – I shouldn’t feel that way about one of my trainees, but I found that I did! “I will ask Mistress first.” Sue-Li told me, we then said goodbye to each other and closed the connection. My monitor screen was showing Pauline lying on the arm of a chair while Sinister was using a paddle on her backside with Billie-Jo giving instructions. ---- I gave the girls some lessons later on smiling at the way all of them, with the exception of Billie-Jo, were sitting rather gingerly on their seats. Sinister and Dexter were now taking lessons well in advance of their years and seemed to retain more than I thought they could, it was almost as if the shared the information between each other. I hoped it would help them later on. I allowed them to play with Billie-Jo while Pauline and I prepared dinner. While we were doing that my computer chimed, when I went to it Elizabeth was visible on my screen. “Good evening Elizabeth.” I said, she smiled and smiled at me in greeting, I quickly explained the problem and he face grew serious. “That’s a bad problem she has! You’ll never get rid of it in a few weeks, she would need ‘normal’ therapy for several months, if not years – and I don’t think you have that time available.” I agreed that I didn’t. Elizabeth thought for a moment before speaking again. “Paul do you mind if I spoke to Pauline in private?” she asked me, I didn’t mind as long as it could help Sinister – and so I carried on with the dinner while Pauline was in the other room talking to Elizabeth on the computer. ----- As the dinner was nearly ready I rang the bell in the basement to alert the three girls to prepare for dinner. I didn’t want to wait while they cleaned their faces and hands of each other’s juices – it was also their responsibility to get the table ready for the food. I went to the door of the computer room and could hear Elizabeth’s voice still speaking, so I left them alone and took the food downstairs to the others. The three girls were standing by the table, their faces flushed and all breathing heavily, but their hands and faces were clean and didn’t have any smell or taste, except of soap – I kissed each one of them to make sure. The food was out and half eaten when Pauline arrived, she had a calculating look in her eyes and was very quiet; she didn’t speak to us but took an interest in what we were saying. At one point Billie-Jo looked at me and cocked her head at Pauline as if to ask ‘what’s wrong with her?’ I shook my head. After dinner Pauline asked me if she could have a word with Sinister upstairs and alone. Her face was still serious and I realise that a new aspect was looking at me, I nodded and playfully took a collar and lead from a cupboard, I placed the collar around Sinister’s neck and the lead into Pauline’s hands, a smile from the Pauline I knew peeked at me and she said, “Come on doggie.” To Sinister, who carried on with the joke and barked as she ran up the stairs. I looked at Dexter and Billie-Jo. “Well then,” I said, “What are we going to do?” “I’ve always wanted to make love to music.” Billie-Jo said, Dexter giggled. “I’ve never watched that before,” Dexter said, “It sounds like fun.” She added as she walked to the piano. I went to Billie-Jo and picked her up; Dexter started to play a slow piece of music, faintly reminiscent of old-style picture houses in the silent age. I carry Billie-Jo over to the bed and lower her onto it. She smiled up at me as she lay on the bed; I smiled at her and lowered myself down to lick at her moistening slit. As my tongue made contact I heard the music pick up in a bobbing tune, and so I copied the beat with each swipe that I took. Billie-Jo tried not to gasp as she felt my attack on her modesty and began to raise her hips to meet my face, I went to move back but she brought her legs up to trap my head, I was aware of this and moved my arms up and then used them to spread her legs apart. I was starting to dig into her young cunt, nibbling at her clit; I felt her hands on my head, trying to hold me in place while she was building up to her climax. I could hear the music also seeming to speed up with Billie-Jo’s movements, and I could taste he juices as she was starting to scream in pleasure. “OOOOHHHhhh mmmaasster.” She called out as she stiffened in her climax and then her body went limp, I took the opportunity to move up to her forming breasts, taking first one and then over to the other, although young she was able to get pleasure out of the manipulations of her tits. Dexter had slowed down her music, I didn’t know what the tune was I think she was just making it up as Billie-Jo and I moved together. I felt Billie-Jo’s hands on my cock as she started to rub it. I stopped and looked in her eyes; they were smouldering and almost seemed to be begging for me to enter her. I placed my arms on the bed on either side of the young girl so that I wouldn’t be crushing her with my weight and I whispered into her ear, “You’ll have to position me before I can enter you.” I told her she nodded and I felt her hand grasping hold of me and then the feel of her skin as she aimed me at her slit. I pulled back slightly and then moved into her narrow channel – the piano chimed out a chord as penetration was established. And Billie-Jo sighed as she felt me filling her. I looked into the young girl eyes as I started the slow movements, pushing into her narrow channel watching her face as her body was invaded by me, and then she got into the rhythm and was pushing back at me. Her sheath was gripping me as she used her muscles in her vagina; I think she was learning from Pauline, if I only knew when they had the time? I saw Billie-Jo’s eyes start to roll as she couldn’t hold herself back, she threw her arms around my neck and held tight to me, I couldn’t contain myself and spurted inside her, and I noticed that the music, which was playing so loud, had started to slow down and was changing into a lullaby. I looked at Billie-Jo, her eyes were closed and her body was flushed in a rosy hue, I kissed her and slowly lifted myself from her. “Thank you master,” She murmured as I left her, “I needed that.” And she rolled onto her side; I kissed her neck again and left her to walk over to Dexter who was still watching from the piano. I said to her, “Thank you for the music, it wasn’t in the same mode as Boléro, but just as enjoyable.” She looked at me quizzically and then asked. “What’s Boléro Master?” Which reminded me - I’d seriously deprived her of some interesting films. |