Chapter 4 - Susan Joins the Club!
Now we turned our attention to Susan and, without bothering with a blindfold, we
worked her into a duplicate of the first part of Amy's costume to the point
where she was strapped face up on the table with her arms locked tightly between
her shoulder blades.
Her legs were bent and held wide apart in the stirrups. I looked over at Amy
and saw she had her eyes closed so I went over and tapped her on the cheek.
When she opened her eyes I signaled her to keep them open or I would tape the
lids apart. We wanted her to watch what happened to her sister.
During the process of shaving Susan's bush Karen mentioned that she was getting
a little worked up and I admitted to similar feelings. We decided to use Susan
and get some relief.
I pulled out the plastic ball gag and replaced it with a threaded ring gag that
strapped around her head and held her jaws wide apart. Karen then gathered the
girl's hair into two ponytails one above each ear. I screwed the base of a
dildo into the ring gag and then lowered the table to just above knee height.
Karen stripped off her boots and cat suit while I buckled a strap-on in position
at my crotch. My sister climbed on the table and settled with her knees on
either side of Susan's shoulders. She gripped a ponytail in each hand and
gradually pulled the girl's head up off the table while lowering herself on the
mouth-mounted dildo.
I moved to kneel between our victim's legs and inserted, first a lubricated
battery powered butt plug in her rosebud which I turned on, and then my strap-on
into her vagina. Slowly pumping my hips I reached my arms around and gently
massaged Karen's swollen breasts. It wasn't long before my sister's breathing
became faster. She had her head back as she rode the dildo in and out.
Sometimes when it was fully buried she held it for a moment so the girl's
breath, panting out through her nose, caressed Karen's clitoris.
A few minutes more of this action and Karen let out a yell and sagged in relief.
She let Susan's head fall back on the table and when this happened I pulled out
of the girl, stripped off my clothes, and changed places with Karen. It was
marvelous.
By the time I was satisfied Susan was crying hysterically around the gag and
Amy's eyes were wide with shock at what she had seen. While I was recovering
Karen picked up the remote control, pointed it at Amy, and turned on the
vibrators buried inside her. Even with all the restraints holding her she still
jerked about on the chains as the vibrators came on. We let them run only while
we got dressed again then shut them off and returned to complete Susan's outfit.
We unscrewed the dildo and replaced it with a penis gag for now. The butt plug
was still imbedded up Susan's rear end so I turned it off and replaced the
batteries while Karen pushed a 7" dildo deeply into the girl's vagina. In short
order we added latex panties, the skintight leather toreador pants and stilt
heeled knee boots.
After lacing the boots we pulled her off the table and to her feet then
tightened a crotch strap in place. She could barely walk as we moved her over
to a special item we had designed and had made by a local ironworker. He
thought it was some sort of garden hanger for plants but after we modified the
basic unit it became part of our bondage equipment.
A strong 1/2" diameter steel rod was set in a deep floor socket. About 8" above
floor level two short bars jutted out sideways. The rest of the rod was
straight to crotch height where it was welded to a 2" wide flat piece of metal
that then bent back and up to follow the curve of a persons buttocks. It then
shaped to the small of the back before splitting into rods that formed a V on
either side of the arm pouch.
Also at crotch height another strip of metal came forwards, then up and split to
end at the hipbones. What we had was a narrow metal saddle. Needless to say
Susan tried to struggle as we lifted her and worked her into the saddle. When
her weight was on the crotch piece we settled the arching insteps of her boots
on the short bars. The rod then adjusted until her legs were taking some of the
weight and we strapped her legs to it just above the knee.
Using a decorative strap with a buckle on either side to hold her ankles firmly
against the vertical rod made it look like they were part of the boot design
instead of a restraint. The soles and heels of the boots were barely 1/2" off
the floor. We fastened straps through slots in the bars at the small of her
back around to the front and pulled them tight to the ones at the hipbones. A
further strap went from the top of the V rods on either side of her doubled up
arms across her chest just above her breasts and was fastened securely.
Her body, from the neck down, was now held so rigidly that the only motion was
the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. Gradually we were turning her
into an armless store mannequin.
The next step was a beautiful knee length black leather dress that Karen fetched
from the closet. To get it on I stood behind Susan and bent down slightly to
wrap my arms around her at hip level. Straightening my legs I lifted up until
the rod came out of the floor socket. Karen slipped the dress up over the
booted feet until it was clear and I let the girl settle back in place.
The dress opened down the front and had extra wide lapel like flaps up to a high
collar. We worked the garment up until the skirt was snug around her legs and
pulled it the rest of the way to fit over her shoulders. A pouch for her arms
was designed into the back.
Partially closing one zipper to just above her waist, it ran from the lower end
of the front opening to over her right breast, we added a wide matching belt.
Now we went to work on her head. Removing the gag and ignoring her pleas to
stop we plugged her ears and again covered her hair with a tight rubber bathing
cap that fastened under her left ear.
A new gag filled her mouth holding her jaws wide apart and, like Amy's, it had
grooves for her teeth. Two or three turns of tape sealed it in place and we
slid in the hollow nostril inserts. I smoothed out any wrinkles as Karen laced
on the kid leather discipline helmet until it formed like a second skin to her
face and head. Additional laces attached the neck of the helmet to the collar
of the jacket.
We knotted thin leather ribbons around her nipples and then tucked the left
lapel across under the right one and closed the inside zip all the way. Another
wide designer zipper now closed the right lapel to just under her left
collarbone. I lifted the high collar of the dress to allow Karen to fit a wide
leather choker band around Susan's throat and do up the three decorative buckles
at the front.
The top of the dress collar now folded down over the band with the buckles
visible under her chin and the wing tips fastened down with fancy clasps. Her
head was thereby held firmly; chin up, facing straight ahead. I visited the
closet for a black pageboy style wig and waited while my sister finished
tightening the gag strap that matched the helmet before settling it in place on
Susan's head.
Once it was brushed out to frame the girl's leather encased face we pulled in
the waist belt another notch and stepped back to study our beautiful statue clad
in sleek black leather.
There were lots of items laying around the playroom that needed to be cleaned or
put away and the van still had to be emptied. We decided to have lunch before
we started but I couldn't resist picking up the cape we had bought Amy home in
and draping over Susan's shoulders. Closing the full-length zipper I reached in
through the arm slots to adjust the half belt and knotted it firmly in a neat
bow centered on her waist.
Her eyes were pleading with me as I stood in front of her and lifted the hood to
frame her face. We then left the two sisters with nowhere to look except at
each other, covered in gleaming leather, restrained unmercifully and went for
lunch. They were identical twins and we, a few years older, were also
identical.
In both cases you could refer to us as "THE LEATHER TWINS".
Chapter 5 - The First Day Continues!
Taking time for a leisurely meal and after relaxing for an hour we visited our
new playthings again before we tidied up. Both had their eyes closed and didn't
know we were back until they felt our hands on their leather covered cheeks.
Unable to struggle in the severe bondage they could, and did, moan at us through
the gags however we were not finished with them in their current outfits. Karen
fitted a leather blindfold over Amy's eyes and tightened the strap behind her
head while I removed the beautiful cape from Susan followed by the wig then also
blindfolded her.
Karen, after removing the leather ribbons from them, took one of Amy's nipples
and gently rolled it between her fingers. Bending down she took the other one
in her mouth and turned on the vibrators. Susan's chest was completely covered
with the dress and under jacket but I was still able to take one of her breasts
in each hand and massage them after I turned on her vibrators.
Despite themselves their bodies began to obviously react to our efforts and they
started panting through their nostrils which were held wide open by the hollow
inserts under the leather helmets. As soon as we judged them to be thoroughly
aroused we stopped, shut off the vibrators and went about putting away some of
the items laying around from the morning.
After fifteen minutes we were back at them again only this time I worked on Amy.
In this manner we had them up and down for the next two hours. We had the room
cleaned up and they must have been at a stage of complete frustration. At this
point we knew the batteries would not last much longer and so we kept at the
girls until, almost together, they stiffened against their restraints and then
went as limp as their outfits and positions would allow.
We allowed them ten minutes and then started to give them further relief, this
time from the stringent bondage. Releasing Amy from between the poles her
outfit came off a lot faster than it went on and we soon had her spread-eagled
to four floor rings and naked except for the helmet, gag and blindfold.
Removing the butt plug and dildo we replaced them with soft tampon like inserts
that we had soaked in a soothing gel. These would help comfort her violated
orifices. The latex panties went back on. While her legs were untied we pushed
her feet into the legs and stirrups of a tight one piece leather cat suit.
Tying her ankles back to the floor rings we undid one arm at a time and bent it
back until we could work her hands down the sleeves and into the attached
gloves. When both arms were in we stretched it a little until her shoulders
popped in place inside the leather. Heavy-duty zippers closed the suit from
crotch to neck and the sleeves from elbow to wrist.
Now we worked her gloved fingers into individual leather pouches that were built
into the suit on the outside of each thigh. Leather thongs knotted just above
each knuckle to hold them in place along with a tight strap at the wrist. When
both hands were finished I buckled a wide belt around her waist.
A crotch strap held everything firmly up inside her and was followed by a pair
of high-heeled boots that laced to the knee. Two leather covered recliner
boards mounted on brackets were near one wall of the room and we pulled Amy to
her feet and over to one of them. Backing her against the board we tied cord
from the rings on each side of her waist belt to attachment points at the edges
of the board.
We tied her ankles together and to the bottom of the board. She was almost
upright on the high heels and fairly comfortable compared to some of the
positions she had tasted over the last twelve hours or so. We removed the
blindfold so she could watch us work on her sister but left the helmet and gag
in place as we went over to Susan.
It took time to get her out of the leather dress and off the crotch pole but
eventually we had her dressed, inside and out, just like Amy and attached to the
other board. Then we removed her blindfold. Karen worked on Amy and I handled
Susan. We removed the gag straps and unlaced their helmets. The surgical tape
was peeled off their mouths and the nostril inserts came out.
After we pulled out the gags they started to work their jaws but immediately
found themselves the recipients of a deep French kiss. We then offered them a
glass of water that they drained before suddenly realizing that, for the first
time since the abruptly terminated breakfast, they were not gagged. So the
pleading and questions started with Susan doing the pleading and Amy asking the
questions.
We told them to just do as they were told and we would all get along; of course,
they didn't have much choice in the matter. We fed them a high-energy bar and
some more water before ordering them to open their mouths. Susan complied and I
pushed in a leather gag that was attached to a boxer mouthpiece that fitted over
her teeth; a short piece of wide tape covered her mouth.
Amy refused so Karen clamped a hand over her mouth and I pushed in first one
then another nostril plug. Amy immediately found that these were not hollow and
she was not getting any air.
After thirty seconds Karen took her hand away and asked the girl if she would
obey. In response she clamped her lips tightly together and found them
immediately covered again by Karen's hand. This time we waited almost a minute
before tears started to roll down Amy's cheeks and she nodded her head up and
down. Karen's hand came away and the mouth opened. In went the gag to be
covered with tape; being a bitch I waited a few moments before pulling out the
nostril plugs.
Gag straps covered the tape and then we took time to brush out their hair before
buckling the collars of their cat suits and using cord through rings on the
collars to each side of the boards. A further strap across the chest just above
their breasts immobilized them completely. Tilting the boards to a level
position we told them to enjoy some quiet time and relax until we had finished
our chores.
Unloading the van took some time and we carefully hung up the additions to our
wardrobes in the huge cedar lined walk-in closets off our bedrooms. Karen and I
often wore matching outfits and since Amy and Susan were the same size as us
they would also be wearing some of the beautiful leather and suede.
Unfortunately for them they would also now be modeling the bondage collection we
had previously only had a chance to use on each other.
Chapter 6 - Sleepy Time Girls!
It was time to get them ready for the night and Amy would again go first for her
disobedience. We actually had to wake Susan but Amy's eyes just glared at us.
Leaving Susan where she was we added a blindfold so she would be able to hear
but not see what we were doing to her sister. Releasing Amy from the board we
stripped her naked except for the gag. After tying her wrists together behind
her back we took her to the washroom area and sat her on the toilet with her
ankles tied to each side of the base.
The soft inserts came out and we told her to do her business or we would help
things along with an enema. After she had relieved herself we cleaned her up
and dragged her across the room and lashed her into a straight-backed chair that
was anchored to the floor. Karen removed the gag strap but left the gag and
tape where they were for the time being.
I soaked a small ball of cotton wool in light medical oil and used the blunt end
of a pencil to push it deeply into her right ear. Being soft it molded to the
inside of the ear against the drum and I followed it with a rubber plug that
filled the rest of the cavity. The left ear got the same treatment and she was
completely deaf.
Just to make absolutely sure we pulled on the heavy rubber swim cap and as we
tucked in her hair I settled foam pads over each ear to be held in place by the
tightly stretched rubber. The chinstrap was pulled firmly across to fasten
under her left ear with Velcro.
Removing her gag we replaced it with a large penis gag that had grooves top and
bottom for her teeth. Wide tape went around her head and over her mouth two or
three times and I smoothed out any wrinkles. Karen held her head while I fitted
the hollow inserts in Amy's nostrils and taped soft pads over her eyes. The
leather helmet molded snugly over her face as Karen laced it tightly down the
back of her head.
Releasing her arms from the chair we worked her into an heavy leather upper body
jacket that had a lightly boned torso, built in bra cups slightly smaller than
Amy's breasts and long sleeves. When it was tightly laced down the back we
laced the sleeves from elbow to wrist and added specially designed gloves.
While they had individual fingers these were fixed together along their length
holding the fingers tightly against each other. Narrow webbing held the thumbs
to the forefingers.
The collar of the jacket laced to the neck of the helmet and then we put a
three-part leather harness around her neck. The wide choker band held her chin
up and attached to it were a gag strap for over her mouth and, with short
connecting pieces running up each side of her nose, another strap that buckled
tightly around her head and over her eye area.
The last two straps fed through slits in a leather fringe built into the helmet
that followed the hairline from ear to ear. There were eyelets every 1/2"
around the fringe. Holding her arms in front of her we strapped the wrists
tightly so the hands were palm to palm and then pulled them up and over her
head. While I held the helpless girl's head forward Karen bound her elbows;
pulling on the strap until they touched and her head was trapped in front of
them.
I took a leather ball and fitted it into the cup of Amy's hands and slipped a
light plastic bag over them to protect the leather. Karen held the hands in
position while I taped the fingers immovably in place around the ball. The next
step involved a version of the double arm sheath that we worked down her arms
until the ball of her hands fitted in the tight pocket at the end. The sheath
laced down her forearms, flared out at the elbow and the laces continued until
they reached her shoulders.
Now we used the fringe of eyelets framing the helmet to fasten her head tightly
back to a matching fringe on the sheath. Straps hung from the bottom of the
sheath and would follow the curve of her torso before being attached later to a
waist belt.
Pulling her from the chair and over to the table, with her arms locked rigidly
over and behind her head, we positioned her on her back and forced her legs into
the stirrups. As I started working in a large butt plug only a low moan got past
her gag.
The dildo also went in smoothly and we released her legs and got her into a pair
of very tight latex panties. Skintight leather pants meant we had to flip her
on her stomach to do up the laces from knee to ankle. We deliberately chatted
as we worked knowing that our conversation was probably scaring the hell out of
Susan who could hear but not see what we were doing.
When the pants had been attached to the waist of the jacket we stood her up just
long enough to install a very tight crotch strap then got her back down on the
table again and strapped her legs together above and below the knees and at the
ankles.
Getting her feet into the shoe part of the ultra high heeled double leg boot was
a real struggle but we soon had them in and the laces done up to the ankle. We
added a strong ankle strap and hooked a rope from the ceiling pulley through its
ring. The pulley made it easy for us to haul her up until the ball of her bound
hands was clear of the floor and we tied off the rope to a wall bracket.
The boot had some very special features that now came into play. It extended
into a heavily boned corset that reached to just under Amy's breasts. The sides
of the knees were also solidly boned and, as we laced the heavy leather down its
length, the legs became rigid. Having her upside down we could get even more
pressure on the laces to pull the edges firmly together. When we lowered her to
the floor she was held completely motionless.
The boning at the waist allowed no play at all and after we fitted a wide belt
around her we attached the straps from the arm sheath to it. One of the ceiling
ropes came into use again but this time at the other end of our victim. We
buckled a strap around her wrists with another short strap on it that came over
the ball of her hands and ended with a swivel ring.
Hooking the ceiling rope through the ring we pulled her upright. There was not
the slightest bend in her body as we pulled her up which proved just how well
she was secured in her leather bondage. Once her feet cleared the floor by
about a foot the rope was tied off and we stepped back to admire our handiwork.
Amy turned gently on the swivel, completely deaf, blind, gagged and helpless.
In fact the only sense she had left was the smell of all the beautiful leather
that encased her so tightly.
We were trying for complete sensory deprivation and this was as close as we
could come.
Standing on either side of Susan we watched her reaction when we removed the
blindfold. Her eyes went wide when she saw the leather covered figure hanging
from the ceiling. Of course we knew from personal experience that after the
first few moments in this outfit you were not that uncomfortable.
Completely helpless with no outside sensations and with your weight evenly
distributed down the length of your body by the straps from the arm sheath to
the waist and heavily boned corset and boot, the mind started to drift. It
became pleasant in there, a feeling we had both experienced many times.
Susan could not know this - she fainted!
This just made it that much easier to get her into a duplicate of Amy's bondage.
The only thing we skipped was the bathroom bit. We considered an enema but
decided that since she had not eaten much lately she could wait until morning.
She started to come around as she was hanging upside down while we laced the
combination boot and corset. In short order we were pulling her booted feet
clear of the floor to hang beside her sister.
Under the instep of the boots was embedded a metal ring. To these we attached
short elastic straps that then snapped to a ring on the floor under each girl.
Before leaving them for the night we attached a breathing alarm to each of them.
These would sound at our bedsides if either of them got into serious trouble
while we were sleeping.
They were beautiful packages so helplessly encased in gleaming leather and they
were ours. In the morning we would see if they had started to learn how to
behave as our bondage twins.