Chapter 1 - First of the Set!
I was waiting in the car outside the entrance to the mall just after 9:00 p.m.
for Karen to do her part in our new adventure. She timed it perfectly and was
behind Susan as she pushed through the doors and fiddled with her umbrella.
The rain was getting heavier and I saw my sister point towards the car to offer
a ride. We had been in the store, owned by the girl's parents, several times
and she knew us as good customers, that along with the rain obviously helped her
decide to accept the invitation.
We knew from our research she didn't drive and that when her twin sister Amy was
at night school she took the bus home after closing the store. The parents were
away in Hong Kong on vacation.
They both ducked against the weather and ran to the car where Karen arranged for
Susan to get in the front passenger seat. Closing the door she thanked me and
asked how we liked our walking suits. My sister and I were both wearing leather
outfits we had bought in their store and they had not been cheap. The tailored
leather slacks were matched by hip length belted jackets; mine was light blue
and Karen's pale green.
I reminded them both to do up their seat belts and pulled out of the parking
lot. The windows of the five-year-old car were heavily tinted but it didn't
matter since nobody was there to see us leave. I told her that I remembered her
telling me in the store where she lived and we had to deliver a package nearby
so it would not be going out of our way to drop her off.
There was a small strip mall on the way that closed at 6:00 p.m. and, while the
stores faced the street, the parking was at the back and shielded by the blank
face of a hi-rise apartment building. I pulled in and parked, shut off the
engine and undid my seat belt before turning to Karen and asking if she had the
package ready.
That was the cue and immediately her arms came over each side of the passenger
seat with a 3" elastic strap between her hands. It settled under Susan's
breasts and trapped her arms to her sides as Karen snapped the ends together in
back of the seat.
As the girl's mouth opened in surprise I had the leather ball gag out of my
pocket and jammed it between her teeth. Karen grabbed a handful of hair to hold
her head while I tightened the gag strap and then slipped a blindfold over
Susan's eyes. There must have been Caucasian blood in the family because her
eyes did not have the really pronounced Asian almond shape.
Catching her left arm I forced it down between the front seats to give Karen a
chance to get the handcuff on; a short chain attached it to the seat leg.
Quickly getting out of the car and around to the passenger side I helped Karen
snare the right arm, twisted it backwards and held it while she snapped on
another cuff attached to the other seat post.
Her legs had no place to go as I got some cord around her ankles, pulled them
together and tied it off to the seat bracket. While I was doing that Karen got
a dog collar around Susan's neck. She released the strap around the seat and
pushed down on the girl's back and I ran a cord from the D ring on the collar,
under her knees and pulled on it so that between us we forced her head down
below the dashboard. I tied off the cord.
A light blanket covered our unwilling passenger. She was ours and the whole
thing took less than two minutes.
When we got home fifteen minutes later the garage door closed automatically
behind the car and Karen got out and opened the front passenger door. Still in
my seat I held Susan's left arm and Karen held her right as we reached around to
undo the cuffs. We reconnected her wrists behind her back with a set that had
no chain between them, then the neck and ankle cords came off and we undid the
lap belt so we could pull her from the car and through into the house and then
the "playroom".
We tied her in an anchored chair, took off our jackets and gloves, and went to
work on her head. Karen replaced the blindfold with eye pads that were held in
place with surgical tape. The gag strap came off and I covered her mouth with
more tape. Plugs went in her ears and then I piled her beautiful long black
hair on top of her head as Karen pulled a tight latex cap over it.
We tucked in the loose hair and ran more tape completely around her head over
the ball gag. Hollow stiff leather inserts went in each nostril and Karen
fitted a black kid leather discipline helmet over Susan's face and laced it down
the back until it was like a second skin.
A matching leather gag strap buckled behind her head. Pulling her to her feet
we removed the handcuffs and each held a wrist as we undressed her. She was
wearing a full-length red vinyl raincoat over a silk blouse and white leather
mini skirt.
When she was naked, except from the neck up, we tied her ankles together then
positioned her standing between two floor to ceiling posts and tied her left arm
to one of them. A further cord from the D ring in the top of the helmet to a
ceiling hook straightened her until she was almost on her toes. While I held
the right arm Karen eased a tight kid leather glove over the fingers. We had
done this to each other so many times but now with two of us it was so much
easier.
The glove laced to the elbow and then we tied that wrist to the other post and
did the other arm. I slipped a clear plastic throw away glove over each hand to
protect the leather and held her thumbs across the palms as Karen bound them
tightly with black 2" tape. Heavy leather mitts, with rings at the points of
the fingers, went on, were laced and then straps buckled around her wrists.
The long leather corset was heavily boned and laced down the back from the high
neck to just above her hipbones. The sleeves reached down her arms to the top
of the gloves. We settled it on her upper body and then tied the finger rings
to the posts to hold her arms out of the way.
As Karen laced the garment down the back Susan's nipples poked out through the
2" diameter holes in the bra cups. I busied myself connecting the top of the
gloves to the sleeves and the neckband to the helmet. That done I joined my
sister and between us we got the corset completely closed and tied off the
laces.
Now we forced the girl's arms up between her shoulder blades and hooked the
finger rings to a neck strap. This strap went from the back of the neck across
each shoulder then down between her bulging breasts to the waist belt of the
corset.
We untied the helmet cord and lowered her face down on the floor. Blind, unable
to hear anything and severely gagged she had no way to resist the two of us. We
knelt on each side of her, joined the two pieces of a strap from each side of
the waist belt over her elbows, then each pushed inwards, gradually tightening
the strap until her forearms met and touched down the middle of her back and we
closed the buckle of the strap.
Untying her ankles we flipped her on her stomach, pulled her legs wide apart and
attached them to floor rings at the ankle and knee. Karen knelt in front of the
helpless form and, gripping her head between her knees, pushed forward forcing
Susan's buttocks to rise. I was ready.
Karen used her fingers to spread the girl's ass cheeks and I dipped the 6" butt
plug in a jar of lubricant gel and slowly twisted it into the puckered, pink
rosebud that presented itself. She forced a groan past the gag and head bondage
and managed to weakly buck against Karen's hold but to no avail. The invasion
was soon complete.
Pulling her back up into my arms I held her while my sister took the 7" dildo
and worked it up until it was buried in Susan's vagina. Releasing her legs we
pulled on tight latex panties and covered them with skintight leather pants that
laced down the back from just above her knees to the ankles. Stirrup straps
under the instep kept them taunt and the waist attached to the bottom of the
corset.
We attached a crotch strap to the waist belt and pulled it as tightly as
possible between her legs to hold everything in place. The neck strap could now
be pulled in another notch to take the last ounce of play in her arms. Straps
went around her legs above and below the knees, and at the ankles.
The thigh length double leg boot needed teamwork to get on. The heel was so
high it took both of us to get her feet settled in the shoe so we could start
the lacing. Once done it was very even and very, very tight.
She was now encased from head to toe in gleaming black leather except for her
nipples and tops of her breasts that bulged through the bra holes. As she lay
helpless on the floor we each took a nipple and rolled it between our fingers
until they reacted then tied them with thin leather ribbons in neat bows.
The whole process had taken some time and it was close to midnight when we
lifted her onto a narrow leather padded table and strapped her down. Karen and
I were identical twins and so were Susan and her sister - it was time to
complete the set!
Chapter 2 - Completing the Set!
Knowing it was going to be a long night we had rested during the day but both
hoped the next stage would go as smoothly as the first. Going through Susan's
handbag we found her key ring, grabbed our pre-packed bag of supplies, put on
our leather jackets and gloves and headed out.
Driving straight to their home I cut the lights before pulling in and parking in
the driveway. At 1:00 a.m. the quiet residential street was deserted. It only
took two keys before Karen found the one for the side door and we were in the
kitchen.
There was enough natural light for us to avoid furniture as we moved through the
bungalow. The master bedroom was empty, as was a smaller room part way down the
hall. Moving slowly so the leather we were wearing did not rustle I gently
pushed on a partly open door at the end of the hall and could make out Amy fast
asleep on her stomach.
I didn't waste time in case she sensed we were there and in a moment I was on
the bed with my legs on either side of her body so the bedclothes were pulled
tightly against her arms. My gloved left hand went over her eyes and as I
pulled back on her head my right hand gripped her lower jaw and Karen, who had
flipped on the light, forced in the large leather ball gag she had ready.
The first item out of our bag was a blindfold that slipped over her eyes
followed by a roll of tape that Karen used to lock the ball in Amy's mouth. Now
Amy was bucking and struggling against my weight on her back. As I jumped off
the bed Karen peeled back the covers and we each grabbed a wrist, twisted them
behind her back, and snapped on a pair of handcuffs.
Taking an ankle each we tied them wide apart to the short posts at the bottom of
the bed. Now she was under control and Karen went through the house to bring
our car into the garage beside their family car. While she was doing that I
installed earplugs in Amy's ears and covered her head with a latex cap. Karen
came back and we tucked any loose hair inside the cap and wrapped 2" tape two or
three times around her head and over her mouth.
Nostril inserts were followed by a black leather helmet with openings only under
the nose. As Karen laced it down the back I smoothed it to take out any
wrinkles. A gag strap fastened behind her head.
Each holding a wrist we took off the cuffs and stripped the nightdress over her
head. Karen produced a leather straitjacket from the bag and we worked it
over Amy's arms until her hands slipped into the mitt pockets. I held her arms
while Karen laced it down the back.
Folding her arms behind her I pushed on the elbows as Karen buckled the straps
from the ends of the mitts under her breasts. While she was lacing the helmet
to the neck of the jacket I went to have a look around the house. From what I
found in the closets they had been their own best customers at the store.
Leather and suede garments hung everywhere and we knew they would fit us because
the girls had modeled our outfits for us before we bought them. That was one of
the main reasons we had developed our plans around them over the last few
months. The best of both worlds was ours with two beautiful Chinese girls who
would fit into all our bondage outfits and a chance to clean out the store.
They carried everything from formal evening dresses in suede and leather to
motorcycle gear.
From Amy's closet I selected a pair of fitted leather slacks and knee high
boots. The heels were not that high but would do to get her home. First we had
a couple of toys to put in place. Her legs were still tied wide apart to the
bedposts so it was easy to pull her up on her knees and then force her to bend
at the waist. Karen locked the girl's head between her knees making her
buttocks readily available.
We had forgotten the gel but I found some Vaseline in the bathroom that worked
just as well. The butt plug slid in as I twisted it but, even bound as she was,
Karen had to work to hold Amy still for me as the plug disappeared. Pulling her
back and up I got a similar reaction to the next intrusion as Karen inserted the
big dildo.
Releasing her ankles we pulled on a pair of latex panties from the bag and then
fitted the leather slacks. Once these were on I pulled a strap from the bottom
of the straight jacket up between her legs and fastened it in the small of her
back. We tucked the slacks into the boots, tied her ankles together and left
her on the bed.
Moving through the house we gathered all of the leather clothing from the
bedroom closets and the front hall one which was full of heavier outerwear. I
went down into the basement for some suitcases and found a small office set up
in the corner. I used their computer to produce a memo on some store letterhead
from the desk drawer.
It wasn't easy typing with gloves on but the printer gave me what I wanted and
it went in my pocket. We loaded everything into the car except for a beautiful
black leather cape that I could not resist. Releasing Amy's ankles we pulled
her to her feet and I draped the cape around her shoulders. It closed with
several large glossy leather covered buttons down the front that did up to her
chin. I put my hands in through the arm slots and adjusted the half belt before
tying it at her waist.
The hood came up over her leather-encased head and I fastened it under her chin.
We pulled her through to the car and loaded her in the back seat tying her
ankles to the front seat bracket. Once we had double checked the house, made
Amy's bed and turned off all the lights, we took the license plates off their
car and locked up.
I don't think Amy enjoyed the ride home but I did. I had pulled her over so her
leather-covered head rested in my lap and spent the ride gently squeezing her
breasts through the supple kid.
By the time we had Amy fitted into an outfit that matched her sister and
strapped down beside her it was getting close to 4:00 a.m. We were both tired
and we had filled the set, but there was still a lot to do.
While I changed into Susan's clothes Karen fitted their license plates on our
non-descript van. I wasn't comfortable in the low-heeled pumps but it would not
be for long. I had a black wig covering my blonde hair. The red raincoat was
necessary because it was still raining and also, because of a couple of all
night restaurants the mall entrance doors were never locked, hopefully, if
anyone saw me they would remember the coat.
Karen dropped me at the mall entrance and then drove around to the store's
delivery door. With the coat hood up I went straight to the store and used
Susan's key to get in. When we were negotiating for our suits I had followed
her in one morning and, as a result of her carelessness, now went to the wall
pad and used the code to shut down the security system.
Closing the front window drapes and door blinds I went through and opened up the
back door for Karen. Rapidly going through the place we loaded anything we saw
in our size into the van. Slacks, jackets, coats, boots and dresses, leather
and suede and combinations of them - it all went in.
I locked the back door as Karen pulled the van away. It had an inside deadlock
and so I had to go out the other way. Once again in the red vinyl coat I posted
the memo I had typed so it could be read through the front door glass, reset the
security and walked out through the mall to meet the van. The memo just stated
that due to illness the store would be closed for a few days.
We drove home and pulled into the garage just as dawn was breaking. I checked
our matched set of guests who, obviously, had not budged an inch but were
breathing evenly through their noses then Karen and I got some rest.
Chapter 3 - The Initiation of Amy.
After a few hours sleep Karen and I met in the kitchen for coffee and breakfast.
Then, dressed in tight one-piece black vinyl swimsuits and matching knee boots,
we went through to the playroom. Our house is a sprawling ranch bungalow on
four acres of land. It has a three-car garage and the playroom is behind the
garage through a door hidden in the back of a spare bedroom closet. The design
is such that unless you know where to look, or are looking down from directly
above, the windowless addition is not readily noticeable.
Susan had been immobilized the longest so we started with her. At the first
touch of our hands she started moaning through the gag and head covering and
continued to make plaintive noises as we removed the leather items restraining
her body.
When she was completely naked from the neck down we strapped her wrists together
behind her back and pulled her over to the washroom area. I forced her to sit
on the toilet while Karen pulled on a disposable plastic glove and reached in
the remove the butt plug and dildo. When Susan finished emptying her bladder we
moved her over to stand in the oversized shower area and used plastic ties to
fix her wrists to chrome rings on opposite walls and her ankles, legs about two
feet apart, to floor rings.
Only now did we take off the gag strap, unlace the helmet, remove the tape
around her mouth and pull out the gag. As the blindfold came off she blinked at
the light, saw the glass of water in my hand and drank as I held it for her.
When it was nearly empty Karen surprised her by forcing a plastic ball gag
between her teeth and fastening it behind her head.
The fun began when we each donned soft mitts, turned on the shower, and started
to soap her body. It was hard to resist spending extra time with my fingers
around her crotch so I didn't and she writhed trying to escape them. When Karen
finished washing our captive's long black hair I rinsed off the soap and we used
heavy towels to dry her.
With the gag still in we dressed her in a soft terry cloth robe, tied her firmly
into one of our special wheelchairs, and went repeat the entire process with
Amy.
Since neither knew the other had also been "acquired" it was funny to see the
surprised look on Susan's face as Amy's helmet came off and she recognized her
sister. Amy's reaction a few moments later was just as good.
When we finished Amy's cleanup we wheeled them through to the kitchen and warned
them that when the gags were removed it was only so they could eat the light
breakfast we had prepared; any talking would be severely punished. Despite the
warning Amy had only taken a few mouthfuls when she started to scream at us and
the gag was promptly reinserted. Susan was sobbing quietly but also had a
plastic ball forced between her teeth.
Wheeling them back to the playroom we let them sit while we changed. Seeing us
coming back into the room in matching black kid leather cat suits and high-
heeled leather boots made their eyes go wide. Our long blonde hair was held in
ponytails with black leather ribbons.
Everything we needed was readily at hand and we left Susan for the time being
and both approached Amy. First a blindfold so she could not see what was coming
then I released her right arm and twisted it out sideways so Karen could put an
elbow length kid glove on it. Amy decided to co-operate with the process after
I grabbed a handful of hair to hold her head still while Karen covered her
gagged mouth with tape.
Then we told her the choice was simple - do as you are told or else and pinched
her nostrils together. After 30 seconds I let go of her nose and she
straightened her fingers so the glove went on smoothly. Karen laced the glove
tightly to the elbow, pulled a short disposable plastic glove over the hand to
protect the leather and, squeezing Amy's fingers together over her thumb, taped
it from wrist to fingertips.
A tight pointed leather mitt with a metal ring at the tip completed the process.
Attaching the ring to the arm of the chair we moved around and did the same to
her left hand. Pulling her from the chair we worked her into a leather jacket
that had a high neck, 2" diameter holes in each bra cup and sleeves down to the
elbow. It closed down the back and we forced her face down on the floor
attached the finger rings to floor bolts and pulled on the laces until the edges
met.
Once the back was closed and her breasts forced out through the bra holes we
each laced one of the sleeves to the gloves. A short strap started at the nape
of Amy's neck, split to cross her shoulders and then came together again and
went down between her breasts to attach to the jackets waist belt. The end at
the back of her neck held a small snap hook and we each took one of her arms and
forced them up her back so we could slip the finger rings on to the hook.
With her arms between her shoulder blades we ran a wide strap around her elbows
and pulled on it until her forearms were touching for their full length. Since
we had forced them in the same position for the overnight hours we knew she was
flexible enough to handle the strain. The effect was to force even more of her
breasts to bulge through the holes and we tightened laces around the base of
each cup.
We pulled her over to a leather covered doctor's examining table we had spent a
lot of time modifying. Once we had her back down on the table we fitted and
then strapped her feet into metal stirrups at the end of hinged metal rods and
adjusted them so her legs were bent but held wide apart. Straps across her
waist and upper chest kept the rest of her body still.
Before taking the next step we wheeled Susan over so she had a front row seat to
see her sister's treatment. The table was made with hinged flaps at either end
and we dropped the one at Amy's feet to allow us to get close in between her
legs. As Karen worked a plastic sheet under Amy's buttocks I went to the sink
for a bowl of warm water and the shaving equipment.
Karen started the job with a small pair of scissors and then I took over and
carefully shaved her crotch area. A little astringent when I finished, being
sure not to get any in her vagina, and we were ready to continue.
Talking softly to her I told Amy to think about who had the upper hand as I
gently slid the lubricated butt plug into her puckered rosebud. Twisting it as
I did so I moved it in and out a few times just for fun. Now Karen had her turn
with a 7" dildo and she wasn't quite as gentle which drew loud grunts from the
recipient. Later Amy would get another surprise since both items now inside her
were remote controlled vibrators loaded with fresh batteries.
Handling her easily we pulled on a pair of latex panties followed by kid leather
toreador pants that laced down the back of each leg from knee to ankle. She was
ready for the thigh boots with 7" heels. It took both of us to start the boots
over each foot and they stretched her insteps into straining arches. They had
to be laced up their full length and we each did one, taking our time and making
sure the laces were tight, smooth and even. There was a D ring on the outside of
each knee.
We pulled her off the table and fitted another wide belt around her waist and
under the points of her bound elbows. Both of us pulled at it to get it as
tight as possible. There were reinforced fastening points around the belt and
the first thing we used them for was to pull a crotch strap between her legs and
buckle it front and back.
There were two vertical poles 30" apart on one side of the room. They were
bolted to the floor and ceiling and we moved Amy over to stand between them.
Short chains went from D rings on each side of the waist belt to brackets just
above waist height on the poles. Two additional ones went to brackets just
above shoulder height from the heavy epaulettes on her jacket.
I clamped a small diameter bar between the poles just above the back of the
girl's knees. Standing behind her we each grabbed an ankle and, pulling her
legs off the ground, bent them up around the bar. We crossed them at the ankle
and used strong cord to bind them together. More cord went through the rings at
the toe of each boot and was pulled tight to each side of the waist belt.
Still using cord through the rings at her knees we pulled and tied her legs wide
apart to the poles. Her tightly bound leather encased body was now suspended
between the poles and we went to work on her head. She was crying after we
removed the ball gag and blindfold and her sister was sobbing through her gag as
she watched us complete Amy's outfit.
Rubber plugs filled her ears and then a tight rubber bathing cap went over her
head and we tucked in her hair before pulling the chin strap tightly across and
fastening it under her left ear. She tried to resist me filling her mouth with
a large gag that had grooves top and bottom for her teeth but a quick twist on a
nipple by Karen caused her to open wide and I pushed it in. Karen wrapped two
or three turns of tape across Amy's mouth and around her head to seal the gag in
place.
Hollow leather inserts slid into her nostrils and then we fitted the black kid
leather helmet over her head and Karen laced it down the back as I smoothed out
any wrinkles. The neck of the helmet laced to the collar of the jacket and now
just her eyes and the tops of her breasts were free of a leather second skin.
The wide gag strap buckled firmly over her mouth and had D rings on each side
just under her ears. Cord from the rings to the side poles held her head facing
forwards and another ring in the top of the helmet allowed us to attach a strap
through it and over a cross bar just above her head.
Taking two narrow pieces of leather ribbon we each rolled one of her nipples
between our fingers until they reacted and we knotted the ribbons tightly, in
neat bows, around their bases.
Amy had been initiated into our leather and bondage lifestyle.