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Bondage Twins (fm:bondage, 4009 words) [1/3] show all parts
Author: subscribeAdded: Jun 12 2000Views/Reads: 184/147Part vote: 7.50 (2
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Sharon gets into a bondage and sadomasochism relationship. Will her twin
sister join in?
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lick and suck her nips. She could feel it all over her body. Slowly he
moved his mouth down her body to her glistening pussy. He paused a few
seconds while she squirmed and moaned louder. She would have begged if
not for the gag. The anticipation was killing her.
But, instead of giving her what she wanted, he climbed up and straddled
her chest. He removed the homemade gag, and she knew what she was to do.
But before he could put his cock in her mouth, she blurted out, "James,
please put it in me! Go down on me, anything! Please!" In response, he
filled her mouth with his cock. Sharon wasted no time. She knew he
wouldn't get her off until he'd been satisfied. She sucked with
unbridled enthusiasm and energy. He controlled the tempo, however, and
wouldn't let her finish the job as quickly as she wanted to. Finally, he
came in her mouth. She swallowed it as best she could.
While Sharon was catching her breath, James went back to her nipples,
licking, kissing, and sucking them until she was bucking her hips into
the air and crying for relief. He finally began to lick her labia and
finally her clit. Before long she felt a huge orgasm well up from the
center of the universe and flood over her with wave after wave of
ecstasy. He didn't stop until she'd had three.
Once again, it was a great bondage session. But as soon as she
recovered, her thoughts turned to her sister. She wanted Susan to be
able to experience what they had both been longing for for so long.
Sharon talked to Susan the next day about the previous night's events.
It was exciting for Susan to hear about Sharon's bondage exploits, and
she was happy for Sharon, but she longed for her own more than ever.
None of Susan's boyfriends had ever shown an interest in bondage. While
she enjoyed vanilla sex, it didn't satisfy her hunger to be sexually
dominated.
Sharon and Susan had never "shared" boyfriends, but the idea was
beginning to grow on Sharon more and more. She knew Susan would never
ask for such an arrangement, but being twins, she knew Susan was
probably thinking the same thing. How would James react? He had never
even met Susan.
One Saturday, Sharon talked Susan into going to an adult book store to
shop for bondage gear. When they got there, they were both surprised at
the volume and variety of equipment available. The twins got many
interested glances from the men in the shop. They were both pretty
embarrassed to be there at all. Sharon had to persuade Susan to buy
anything for herself, but they finally decided to get a few things. They
both bought wrist and ankle cuffs, ball gags, and nipple clamps
connected by chrome chains. Sharon also bought a small cat o' nine
tails. She wasn't sure just how sadistic James wanted to get, but she
felt she could make him see the light.
Sharon decided to see how James would react to the new S&M gear before
bringing up the subject of her sister. She also decided not to mention
her plans to Susan until she knew what James thought of the idea. She
had heard for a long time that all men have fantasies of having sex with
twins at the same time. James probably wouldn't be a problem. But,
wouldn't it be weird to be involved with sex along with Susan? Would it
be incest? Sharon didn't want to have sex with Susan, she just wanted
her twin to have the terrific sex she herself had been having. And even
with the apprehension, it was also exciting to think of watching Susan
being sexually dominated. Sharon believed Susan would feel the same way
about the whole thing. They had always felt the same way about things
before.
The next weekend, Sharon brought her new equipment over to James' house.
She'd gotten into the habit of spending each weekend there. When she
showed him the stuff, he was definitely interested and asked where she
got it. She told him about the adult book store. He smiled and told her
he'd been to a similar shop lately. Sharon was a bit surprised, and
wanted to know what James had bought. But he wouldn't show her. He said
she'd have to wait until he was ready to use the new stuff. Of course,
this excited her even more. And, it seemed James was also ready for more
serious S&M, just as she was, which was encouraging.
Over dinner, she decided to bring up Susan. "Remember my sister, Susan,
I told you about? How would you like to meet her next weekend?" Sharon
asked.
.. to be continued.
(Written in January 1993) Comments are welcome. E-mail to
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Bondage Twins, part 2
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(In part 1, Sharon's bondage relationship with her boyfriend, James, had
been going so well, she decided to get her twin sister, Susan, involved.
But, she hasn't told either of her plans, yet.)
While having dinner with James that night, Sharon decided to bring up
Susan. "Remember my sister, Susan, I told you about? How would you like
to meet her next weekend?" Sharon asked.
James looked up and said, "What's the occasion?"
"Oh, no occasion, really. I just thought you'd like to meet her. After
all, she's the only family I have here, and I know you two would hit it
off. She's a lot like me," Sharon replied.
"Okay, sure, I'd like to meet your sister. We can all go out for dinner
next Friday night," James said. He paused a few seconds before asking,
"By the way, just how much like you is she?"
Sharon knew he was hinting at her bondage fascination, and she was glad
he'd taken the bait. "Well, she's a lot like me in many ways," she
replied. "In fact, she's my identical twin."
This got James' attention. "You and Susan are twins?" he asked with
emphasis. Sharon nodded. "Wow, I've never ..." started James, but didn't
finish. He cleared his throat and said, "Well, if she's your twin, I'm
sure I'll just love her," trying to get a rise out of Sharon.
"Yeah, we've been twins all our lives," she joked. "And we have all the
same interests."
James raised an eyebrow, but made no reply. Then he said, "I like her
more all the time."
Sharon knew he was hooked. Now all she had to do was convince Susan! She
decided to take her proposition to Susan on Monday. That way, she'd have
all week to work on her.
"But that's next weekend, dear. We've still got this weekend to attend
to," James said. With that Sharon snapped to attention.
Before long, Sharon was bound once again, but a bit more severely than
ever before. The padded cuffs she had bought at the adult book store
were attached to her wrists and ankles. She was standing in James'
living room, nude of course. A spreader bar kept her legs open wide, and
her arms were pulled high over her head and chained to an eye bolt James
had screwed into a ceiling stud. The ball gag was securely fastened
around her head, and it kept her mouth open so wide it made her jaws
ache. James usually liked to blindfold her during bondage, but tonight
he had said, "I want you to see this time, pet. I want you to see what's
going to happen to your body, at least for the time being." Sharon was
growing a bit anxious. She knew James now had more tools at his
disposal. The nipple clamps and the cat o' nine tails she had bought
were enough to make her nervous all by themselves, but what about the
stuff James had bought? Aside from the spreader bar, he hadn't disclosed
what his new acquisitions were, and the mystery added to her anxiety.
James walked around behind her. She couldn't see what he was doing, but
it wasn't long until she knew. He inserted a medium sized butt plug into
her virgin anus. Then he whispered in her ear, "If you drop this, you'll
be sorry." James was much more dominating and aggressive tonight than
usual, and Sharon was loving it. He had lubricated the plug with
something, making it a little more difficult to hold onto. She had never
been more excited about bondage. She wondered for a moment how Susan
would react if she were in this particular predicament. She didn't have
long to wonder about anything.
James walked back around in front of her. He had a paper bag in his
hands. He opened it up, and Sharon saw that it contained a lot of rubber
bands. "You're going to make some new friends tonight, dear," said
James. He put the bag of rubber bands on the table next to Sharon and
took her right breast in his hands. Sharon's breasts were not huge, but
they were ample, ample enough for what James had in mind. He ran his
fingertips all over her right breast, then her left. Sharon loved for
James to play with her tits, and he knew from experience how sensitive
they were. He played with her nipples -- they had already been erect for
a while, so they were especially sensitive. Sharon was just getting into
it when he stopped and picked up a rubber band. "Sharon, meet new friend
number one," said James as he slipped the rubber band over her right
breast. It rolled past the plumpest part of her tit, down to the base.
Then he did the same to her left breast. "That was new friend number
two," he said, "and they've both got plenty of brothers and sisters."
Sharon watched the process and thought, "This isn't so bad." But James
kept adding rubber bands, one by one, right tit, left tit. As the number
of rubber bands grew, so did the tension at the base of Sharon's
breasts. Soon they began to distend and swell, and she could feel them
puffing up like balloons. She'd lost count of the rubber bands at about
10 apiece. The skin of her breasts was stretched out and the area around
her nipples expanded. Her tits began to turn darker from the blood
trapped there. The tension made them more sensitive than ever.
She looked down at her poor titties and couldn't believe the way they
looked. How could a few rubber bands do this? James put a couple more
on, and she began to moan in protest. They hurt enough already! Did
James just dream this technique up? How could he? He added one more to
each breast -- "Just for good measure. We want to make sure you get your
money's worth, don't we?" he teased.
James then ran his fingertips all over her breasts once more. This time
it was not pleasant. Sharon moaned into the gag once more, as her tits
had become so sensitive, even slight contact was painful. Still, through
the pain, she was more aroused than ever, and the moisture in her pussy
was the proof of that. Still, she couldn't help but look down at her
tits and wish for the rubber bands to be removed. It was almost as
painful to see the way her tits looked as to feel the pain itself. Even
so, she couldn't look away.
Suddenly she remembered the butt plug and James' warning not to drop it.
Whew, it was still there. But she couldn't tell how deep it was. She
knew she better not drop it.
James stepped back a few paces to admire his work. Sharon felt a bit
humiliated from the state she was in, and she couldn't look at him, but
through it all, she couldn't ignore the tingle in her pussy. She was
growing more and more lustful as the session went on. She wanted him to
touch her down there, but she knew he'd make her wait. It was part of
the torture.
But James knelt down in front of her and began to kiss her inner thighs.
He started down near her knees and slowly worked his way up with little
kisses and nibbles using lots of tongue. But, as always, he carefully
avoided any serious contact on her pussy, just a few rare licks on her
labia. Sharon moaned into the gag once again. She wanted more, but he
wouldn't oblige. Then he felt around to her little asshole for the plug.
"You better hang on tighter, pet," he warned.
He stepped around behind her and out of her field of vision once again.
Sharon's legs and shoulders were beginning to stiffen from being bound
the way they were, and her breasts hurt. But when James came back in
front, she saw that her tits were to get no relief. "Remember these?" he
asked, holding the nipple clamps in front of her face. Sharon cringed
just thinking about the clamps, but she also remembered all the times
she and Susan had fantasized about having their breasts tortured. She
involuntarily pulled at her arm bindings in an attempt to reach for her
pussy. She was very hot, but a little scared at the same time. She just
gazed at the clamps.
"Don't feel like answering, huh?" said James. "Well, maybe I can find a
way to get more of your attention." He pulled on both nipples, and
Sharon gulped back a yelp. With her tits the way they were, she knew she
was in for it. Then James applied a clamp to one, then the other nipple.
Sharon thought she was prepared for it, but the shock made her scream
into the gag. She couldn't believe how much the clamps hurt! But, after
a few seconds the pain diminished somewhat. She looked down at her tits
and what the evil clamps were doing. She vaguely heard James ask, "Now
do you remember them?" But she was mesmerized by her breast bondage, and
didn't even look up at James.
"I can see you need more incentive," he said. He went away again, and
Sharon tried to talk into the gag and look behind her, but she couldn't
see him. He returned with a roll of string. "Maybe this will help," he
said. Sharon didn't know what he was going to do, and that made it all
the more exciting. If only he'd go down on her pussy! She wanted it
badly, but that didn't make it happen any sooner. Instead, James knelt
down and took her right foot in hand and tied a slip knot around her big
toe. Then he said, "Stand on your heels and point your toes toward the
ceiling." Sharon tried it and found she could stand on her heels if she
used the ceiling chain for balance. James had stretched her arms up
nearly as far as they would go before securing her wrist cuffs to the
chain. She still didn't know what James was going to do, but she knew
the clamps on her nipples ached. And she could feel the butt plug still,
but she didn't know if she had lost any more of it.
While she stood on her heels with her toes pointed as straight up as she
could muster, James ran the string up toward her chest. "Oh no!" Sharon
thought. "Surely he won't do that!" But James quickly tied the string to
the clamp on her right breast, and then repeated the process with her
left nipple clamp and big toe as she watched in horror. If she tried to
put her toes back on the floor, it caused the strings to painfully pull
on the nipple clamps, and she did NOT want any part of that. She relaxed
her toes a bit, then quickly pulled them back up while taking in as much
of a gasp as she could take around the gag. Even the slightest pull on
the strings clawed on her nipples unmercifully. She couldn't believe
such a simple device could be so effective. And she couldn't believe
James had such a sadistic streak in him. Oh, if only Susan could see
this.
James stepped back to admire his handiwork once again. "Do I have your
attention now?" he asked. Sharon, with eyes wide, looked at him and
nodded her head enthusiastically. Yikes! The nodding caused her toes to
pull on the clamps. She tried to be as still as possible. "Good. I just
wanted to tell you I'm going to get something to drink and go into the
bedroom to see what's on TV. I'll be back in a little while. While I'm
gone, you might think about how quickly you want to respond to a
question next time."
With that, he went into the kitchen. Then Sharon watched him walk back
through the living room toward the bedroom. She shook her head and tried
to yell through the gag. She did not want to be left like this! Her
nipples hurt like hell! "Am I in over my head?" she asked herself. James
ignored her attempts to communicate and disappeared into the bedroom.
"Well, maybe this won't be so bad," Sharon thought. But, it wasn't long
before her legs started to get fatigued from keeping her toes pointed
up. Involuntarily, her toes started to drop, and the clamps bit further
into her nipples. She yelped, and tried to point her toes back up, but
she couldn't keep them up for long. Only then did she realize the
severity of her situation. She had wanted stricter bondage, but was this
too much? She looked down at her breasts and was amazed again at how
much she was enduring. They had turned slightly darker than the rest of
her skin -- almost a pale purple-ish. The strings were starting to pull
more and more at her nips as her legs weakened ... But then she felt the
tingle in her pussy, and despite the pain and cruelty of her torment,
she was more excited and turned-on than ever. "Susan would hardly
believe this," she thought. "I've just got to get her here."
"Auhhhffh!" Sharon exclaimed through the gag. Her toes were really
starting to drop now. She tried as hard as she could to keep them up,
but they dropped anyway. At first they were about four inches from the
floor, but now they'd dropped to two inches. She could hold them there,
but she couldn't raise them any higher. She felt like she was pulling
her nipples off! She looked down at them, but they were blurry from the
tears welling in her eyes. She never thought her little nipples, which
were always such a source of pleasure, could possibly cause her so much
pain. Even through the tears, she could see that the clamps had
stretched them to lengths she could hardly believe.
"Oh James!" she thought. "Please come back and let me loose!" She tried
to yell to him through the gag, but she had no idea if he could hear
her.
Sharon couldn't imagine things getting any worse, but she knew she was
in real trouble when she felt the butt plug slip out.
.. to be continued.
Written in January 1993. Comments are welcome. E-mail to
sum1else@hotmail.com
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