The New Life and Slavery of Chinese Twins
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The twins had met Polly online just a short time ago, and after some chatting they decided to meet for dinner and drinks. Polly is a little shorter than the twins Long, straight Burnette hair and brown eyes. The girls picked a quiet table in the corner in order to have some privacy while they talked. After dinner and a couple of drinks, Samantha needed to use the ladies room.
When she got up Hannah whispered in her ear, "Take your panties off and hand them to me when she get back".
When Samantha returned, Hannah held out her hand and Samantha surrendered her panties over to her sister. Polly looked at them and smiled. Even though this was more of a meet and greet, after watching Samantha hand over her panties the topic of discussion immediately turned more sexual. Steering the discussion toward fantasies they all started talking about Dominants and Submissives. Polly had not ventured in to that scenario yet but were eager to found out more.
“What I have in mind is a series of photos around the theme of you being k**napped by a cruel Mistress. A helpless captive being forced to submit to her every desire; that sort of thing. I hope you find it exciting. You really have to possess the mindset of a captive and put yourself into the situation for the pictures to look authentic,” Hannah mused as she sipped her wine; carefully setting up the seduction she had in mind.
Polly's heart was racing wildly as she tried to imagine what the twin's had in store for her, and she just met the sisters, yet there was something lurking beneath the façade that Polly sensed but could not yet fully determine.
After more talk they decided that Polly stayed the night over at the twin's home.
Shortly before midnight Hannah suggested they head down stairs and get things ready. Samantha was going to watch on the big screen TV in the twin's bedroom, that is hooked in with the hidden cameras through the basement,
Polly followed Hannah down the wooden steps that led to the dark basement. The sense of dread Polly had been feeling was confirmed the moment the basement lights were turned on. To her shock utter amazement, the entire basement was a well equipped dungeon; Metal cages, tables with straps, leg irons and wrist irons were fastened to the walls. Whips, feathers, and even candles could be seen strewn on top of a nearby table.
“Hannah, I know I agreed to this, but...I am really not into the bondage scene,” Polly remarked as her eyes scanned the array of items with a mixture of curiosity and caution.
Hannah flashed Polly a cold, icy stare as she picked up an expensive camera and readied it. “We can create some amazing things here, but if you want to back out, I can drive you back to the restra...”
“No!!” Polly interrupted as she hung her head sheepishly. “I will do it. I am just nervous is all.” she replied. “And by the way, where the hell did you get all this stuff?” Polly inquired.
A devious smile formed on Hannah's lips as she worked with the camera. “Our friend, Rich gave my sister and I this stuff. Over the last year or so we have added some things to kind of fuel the fantasy.” Hannah smiled.
“You have actually used these things?” Polly remarked as she paced slowly along a small table of items.
“Let's get started shall we? Hannah remarked. “Take off all of your clothes.”
Polly bit her bottom lip nervously and began removing her clothes until she stood naked and quivering slightly in the strange basement/dungeon.
“Good girl. Let's have a look at you,” Hannah remarked as she slowly walked around Polly. Polly could feel Hannah's eyes roaming every inch of her as she blushed slightly. The momentary awkwardness was soon interrupted as Hannah gave the instructions for the first shot.
“I want you to go half way up the stairs and lean in against the brick wall with your back facing me. ”Hannah remarked. Hannah knew the lighting at the top of the stairs would bathe Polly's body perfectly, creating the illusion of a submissive female in a soft pose.
As she strode towards the basement steps she tried to imagine what Hannah was seeing and how she appeared to the camera. Hannah took a self-indulgent moment to admire the way Polly's ass swayed as she began the trek up the steps.
“Stop! Now lean against the wall. Stretch out your arms wide above your head. Lower your head downward so that you are looking at the floor.” Hannah instructed as she readied her camera. The image of Polly's body casting a shadow against the wall; the soft light illuminating her from the rear, was skillfully captured on film to Hannah's delight.
As Polly listened to the camera click, the realization that the owner of the camera may soon be seeing these photographs sank in. As Hannah gazed through the lens her keen eyes saw Polly's fully erect nipples and a crooked smile formed on her lips.
“Turn around and face me. Rest your hands behind your head and stick out your chest. Your nipples are hard and that will look great!” Hannah remarked as she licked her lips in anticipation of the next shot.
Polly gasped as she looked down and saw what Hannah meant. Her nipples were indeed rock hard and jutting out from her small breasts in an erotic show. Under normal circumstances, Polly would have covered them and ran for cover, but now she found herself willing, even turned on at displaying them for the camera.
Content with the first round of shots, Hannah beckoned Polly back down the steps as she studied the room for the next shot. Having Polly naked and ordering her around while she herself was fully clothed was allowing Hannah to assert her dominance systematically and she wanted to turn it up a notch.
“Alright let's do something a little more provocative and intense now, “Hannah remarked as she led Polly over to center of the basement. “Turn around and put your hands above your head.” Hannah directed.
Polly nervously followed Hannah's directions and watched apprehensively as Hannah bound her wrists and ran the rope through a pulley on the ceiling above. Pulling Polly's arms upwards until they were amply stretched, Hannah walked behind Polly studying her next move. Hannah wanted a shot of her own hand print firmly displayed on Polly's ass and proceeded to slap Polly firmly, causing Polly to gasp audibly to the dull stinging sensation on her fleshly mounds.
“What are you doing?” Polly asked in a soft but nervous tone.
“I am spanking your ass like any good Mistress would do,” Hannah remarked coyly. “I want everyone to see my hand print visibly displayed on that cute little ass of yours,” she continued. The feeling of her hand on Polly's soft bottom along with the resounding echo of Polly's ass being spanked sent a decadent thrill of control cascading through Hannah.
When just the right glowing hand print was clearly visible on Polly's ivory skin, Hannah slipped back to the camera and caught the image perfectly. It would be the perfect lead in to the BDSM theme, but even more it played into Hannah's personal intentions for Polly. Leaving Polly tied and squirming, Hannah slipped over to the nearby table and picked up a black leather riding crop and returned to her position. Instead of striking Polly with it, Hannah began running the business end of the crop between Polly's legs and along the puffy lips of her exposed pussy.
“Hannah...no!” Polly gasped in a broken voice. Her reluctance clearly masked the building arousal.
“Stop? Are you sure? I think you like it,” Hannah whispered in a seductive but firm voice as she ran the crop across the hood of Polly's clit teasingly. There was no response from Polly aside from heavy breathing.
“Arousal translates well to the camera, and I want to see you dripping wet,” Hannah remarked in a more sinister tone. Polly blinked her eyes as the heat between her legs began to build. Inside, the battle for self-control and giving in to desire became more desperate as Hannah guided the wand over her sensitive pussy. Taking Polly to the brink of orgasm, she quickly stopped, returned to the camera and clicked off a few more shots.
Before Polly could recover and regain her composure, Hannah moved to the next shot. Loosening Polly's hands from above, she bound them behind her. She bolted upstairs and quickly returned with a pillow. Forcing Polly onto her hands and knees, she positioned Polly with her head lying on the pillow and her ass stuck proudly in the air. Polly was more vulnerable than ever before as Hannah began softly running her fingers along Polly's puffy lips, teasing her slowly and relentlessly.
“Try telling me you don't like it now,” Hannah snarled. “Your pussy is getting very wet.”
Polly couldn't answer. Her body and mind were both prisoners of her own desires. She wanted Hannah to stick her fingers inside her burning pussy and make her cum, but she was still hanging on to the last ebb of control.
As if Hannah had read her mind, she glided two digits slowly into Polly's pussy and began fingering her, allowing her thumb to torment the bound girl's clit. “Cum for me like a good little slut!” Hannah hissed as she fucked Polly harder with her fingers. The last ounce of will power faded from Polly as her body's growing needs took over. Her body trembled and shook as copious amounts of spray shot from her drenched pussy under the force of the orgasm.
Almost immanently Hannah became inspired for yet another picture. Pulling Polly's arms under her and backwards she fastened her arms and ankles together. The resulting image showed Polly's fully stretched ass sticking upwards, her head buried on the pillow, and her pussy clearly in the throws of a recent orgasm. Her puckered hole was aiming right for the camera and Hannah wasted no time getting the shot. The scent of Polly's aroused pussy filled Hannah's nostrils as she aimed the last shot.
"That was fucking hot!” she remarked as she ran her hands along Polly's ass cheeks. “Now let's do a little imprisonment shall we?” Hannah replied.
Polly was still under the spell of orgasmic bliss as Hannah spoke. Her words seemed muddled and distant.
For these shots Hannah wanted blindfolds, cuffs, and ropes. She wanted the scenes dark and edgy as she gathered the needed items. As Polly came to her senses she was aware of her bladder filling up inside her.
“Can we take a break?” Polly replied in a weak voice.
“Oh no babe, don't want to lose the magic and have to start all over,” Hannah mused from the distance as she gathered the needed items for the next shots.
“Hannah, I have to...”
“Hush,” Hannah replied as she poured herself into the next shot. She knew exactly what she wanted and worked quickly to adjust the lighting. Moving Polly to a padded mattress now bathed in soft light, she hooked two leather collars around her ankles and bound them together with a single chain. She then proceeded to place a studded collar around Polly's neck and ran a link of chain upwards attaching it to clamp overhead. Placing Polly on her hands and knees on the mattress, Hannah looked through the lens, ecstatic at the submissive view before her as Polly's hair fell downward, drawn by the force of gravity.
It was the most erotic picture of the night thus far and Hannah was particularly proud of it as she viewed in the camera lens.
“Hannah. I gotta pee!” Polly whimpered as she felt the desperation building.
Hearing Polly's pleading voice fueled the dominance inside her as the idea for a mind blowing picture took place.
“Great Polly. Desperation looks great on camera. Hold it for as long as you can.”
Polly's bladder was on the verge of bursting with or without Hannah's consent as she tried desperately to remain in control. Hannah led Polly to several more bondage shots, including some breast bondage, nipple clamps, and pussy play, even making Polly ride a sybian with her hands bound behind her. The desperation in Polly's face made the pictures priceless and authentic.
At long last, Hannah quickly grabbed a bucket and sat in the middle of the floor. Loosening Polly's bounds and binding her hands behind her back, she walked Polly to the bucket.
“Squat and pee. I will take the pics from behind. Only you and I will know you actually pissed while I took this picture. It will be fucking hot!” Hannah mused.
All defiance and resistance had left Polly as she squatted over the bucket, totally surrendering herself to Hannah's demands. The hissing sound of the escaping flood soon filled the air as Hannah snapped the view from the rear, taking care to preserve Polly's dignity while making the picture erotic.
The filming ending for the night, Hannah cleaned everything up and guided Polly to a hot shower. As Polly was basking under the warm jets she felt Hannah slip in beside her. Hannah said nothing as she pulled Polly to her and the two exchanged a long and passionate kiss. Hannah then bent down and began sucking Polly's hardening nipples as her hand slipped again between her legs.
In the guest bedroom, Polly willingly allowed herself to be tied spread eagle to the bed. Hannah Straddled Polly's face and lowered herself to Polly's open mouth. Facing away from Polly, with her ass and pussy grinding Polly's face, Hannah leaned over and began working on Polly's glistening pussy with her own tongue and fingers.
Polly put her full effort into pleasing Hannah. Hannah soon erupted in a full blown orgasm, drenching Polly's face with her hot sticky juices. Hannah returned the favor by bringing Polly to a powerful orgasm. Hannah rose from the bed and took a long hot shower before returning to the bound Polly.
“Are you going to untie me?” Polly asked.
“Sure... first thing in the morning. Goodnight,” Hannah remarked before turning out the lights. Amid the slowly gathering darkness of the bedroom, Polly could see the tiny red light of a hidden video camera that she hadnt noticed before still filming before drifting off to sleep herself.
When she got up Hannah whispered in her ear, "Take your panties off and hand them to me when she get back".
When Samantha returned, Hannah held out her hand and Samantha surrendered her panties over to her sister. Polly looked at them and smiled. Even though this was more of a meet and greet, after watching Samantha hand over her panties the topic of discussion immediately turned more sexual. Steering the discussion toward fantasies they all started talking about Dominants and Submissives. Polly had not ventured in to that scenario yet but were eager to found out more.
“What I have in mind is a series of photos around the theme of you being k**napped by a cruel Mistress. A helpless captive being forced to submit to her every desire; that sort of thing. I hope you find it exciting. You really have to possess the mindset of a captive and put yourself into the situation for the pictures to look authentic,” Hannah mused as she sipped her wine; carefully setting up the seduction she had in mind.
Polly's heart was racing wildly as she tried to imagine what the twin's had in store for her, and she just met the sisters, yet there was something lurking beneath the façade that Polly sensed but could not yet fully determine.
After more talk they decided that Polly stayed the night over at the twin's home.
Shortly before midnight Hannah suggested they head down stairs and get things ready. Samantha was going to watch on the big screen TV in the twin's bedroom, that is hooked in with the hidden cameras through the basement,
Polly followed Hannah down the wooden steps that led to the dark basement. The sense of dread Polly had been feeling was confirmed the moment the basement lights were turned on. To her shock utter amazement, the entire basement was a well equipped dungeon; Metal cages, tables with straps, leg irons and wrist irons were fastened to the walls. Whips, feathers, and even candles could be seen strewn on top of a nearby table.
“Hannah, I know I agreed to this, but...I am really not into the bondage scene,” Polly remarked as her eyes scanned the array of items with a mixture of curiosity and caution.
Hannah flashed Polly a cold, icy stare as she picked up an expensive camera and readied it. “We can create some amazing things here, but if you want to back out, I can drive you back to the restra...”
“No!!” Polly interrupted as she hung her head sheepishly. “I will do it. I am just nervous is all.” she replied. “And by the way, where the hell did you get all this stuff?” Polly inquired.
A devious smile formed on Hannah's lips as she worked with the camera. “Our friend, Rich gave my sister and I this stuff. Over the last year or so we have added some things to kind of fuel the fantasy.” Hannah smiled.
“You have actually used these things?” Polly remarked as she paced slowly along a small table of items.
“Let's get started shall we? Hannah remarked. “Take off all of your clothes.”
Polly bit her bottom lip nervously and began removing her clothes until she stood naked and quivering slightly in the strange basement/dungeon.
“Good girl. Let's have a look at you,” Hannah remarked as she slowly walked around Polly. Polly could feel Hannah's eyes roaming every inch of her as she blushed slightly. The momentary awkwardness was soon interrupted as Hannah gave the instructions for the first shot.
“I want you to go half way up the stairs and lean in against the brick wall with your back facing me. ”Hannah remarked. Hannah knew the lighting at the top of the stairs would bathe Polly's body perfectly, creating the illusion of a submissive female in a soft pose.
As she strode towards the basement steps she tried to imagine what Hannah was seeing and how she appeared to the camera. Hannah took a self-indulgent moment to admire the way Polly's ass swayed as she began the trek up the steps.
“Stop! Now lean against the wall. Stretch out your arms wide above your head. Lower your head downward so that you are looking at the floor.” Hannah instructed as she readied her camera. The image of Polly's body casting a shadow against the wall; the soft light illuminating her from the rear, was skillfully captured on film to Hannah's delight.
As Polly listened to the camera click, the realization that the owner of the camera may soon be seeing these photographs sank in. As Hannah gazed through the lens her keen eyes saw Polly's fully erect nipples and a crooked smile formed on her lips.
“Turn around and face me. Rest your hands behind your head and stick out your chest. Your nipples are hard and that will look great!” Hannah remarked as she licked her lips in anticipation of the next shot.
Polly gasped as she looked down and saw what Hannah meant. Her nipples were indeed rock hard and jutting out from her small breasts in an erotic show. Under normal circumstances, Polly would have covered them and ran for cover, but now she found herself willing, even turned on at displaying them for the camera.
Content with the first round of shots, Hannah beckoned Polly back down the steps as she studied the room for the next shot. Having Polly naked and ordering her around while she herself was fully clothed was allowing Hannah to assert her dominance systematically and she wanted to turn it up a notch.
“Alright let's do something a little more provocative and intense now, “Hannah remarked as she led Polly over to center of the basement. “Turn around and put your hands above your head.” Hannah directed.
Polly nervously followed Hannah's directions and watched apprehensively as Hannah bound her wrists and ran the rope through a pulley on the ceiling above. Pulling Polly's arms upwards until they were amply stretched, Hannah walked behind Polly studying her next move. Hannah wanted a shot of her own hand print firmly displayed on Polly's ass and proceeded to slap Polly firmly, causing Polly to gasp audibly to the dull stinging sensation on her fleshly mounds.
“What are you doing?” Polly asked in a soft but nervous tone.
“I am spanking your ass like any good Mistress would do,” Hannah remarked coyly. “I want everyone to see my hand print visibly displayed on that cute little ass of yours,” she continued. The feeling of her hand on Polly's soft bottom along with the resounding echo of Polly's ass being spanked sent a decadent thrill of control cascading through Hannah.
When just the right glowing hand print was clearly visible on Polly's ivory skin, Hannah slipped back to the camera and caught the image perfectly. It would be the perfect lead in to the BDSM theme, but even more it played into Hannah's personal intentions for Polly. Leaving Polly tied and squirming, Hannah slipped over to the nearby table and picked up a black leather riding crop and returned to her position. Instead of striking Polly with it, Hannah began running the business end of the crop between Polly's legs and along the puffy lips of her exposed pussy.
“Hannah...no!” Polly gasped in a broken voice. Her reluctance clearly masked the building arousal.
“Stop? Are you sure? I think you like it,” Hannah whispered in a seductive but firm voice as she ran the crop across the hood of Polly's clit teasingly. There was no response from Polly aside from heavy breathing.
“Arousal translates well to the camera, and I want to see you dripping wet,” Hannah remarked in a more sinister tone. Polly blinked her eyes as the heat between her legs began to build. Inside, the battle for self-control and giving in to desire became more desperate as Hannah guided the wand over her sensitive pussy. Taking Polly to the brink of orgasm, she quickly stopped, returned to the camera and clicked off a few more shots.
Before Polly could recover and regain her composure, Hannah moved to the next shot. Loosening Polly's hands from above, she bound them behind her. She bolted upstairs and quickly returned with a pillow. Forcing Polly onto her hands and knees, she positioned Polly with her head lying on the pillow and her ass stuck proudly in the air. Polly was more vulnerable than ever before as Hannah began softly running her fingers along Polly's puffy lips, teasing her slowly and relentlessly.
“Try telling me you don't like it now,” Hannah snarled. “Your pussy is getting very wet.”
Polly couldn't answer. Her body and mind were both prisoners of her own desires. She wanted Hannah to stick her fingers inside her burning pussy and make her cum, but she was still hanging on to the last ebb of control.
As if Hannah had read her mind, she glided two digits slowly into Polly's pussy and began fingering her, allowing her thumb to torment the bound girl's clit. “Cum for me like a good little slut!” Hannah hissed as she fucked Polly harder with her fingers. The last ounce of will power faded from Polly as her body's growing needs took over. Her body trembled and shook as copious amounts of spray shot from her drenched pussy under the force of the orgasm.
Almost immanently Hannah became inspired for yet another picture. Pulling Polly's arms under her and backwards she fastened her arms and ankles together. The resulting image showed Polly's fully stretched ass sticking upwards, her head buried on the pillow, and her pussy clearly in the throws of a recent orgasm. Her puckered hole was aiming right for the camera and Hannah wasted no time getting the shot. The scent of Polly's aroused pussy filled Hannah's nostrils as she aimed the last shot.
"That was fucking hot!” she remarked as she ran her hands along Polly's ass cheeks. “Now let's do a little imprisonment shall we?” Hannah replied.
Polly was still under the spell of orgasmic bliss as Hannah spoke. Her words seemed muddled and distant.
For these shots Hannah wanted blindfolds, cuffs, and ropes. She wanted the scenes dark and edgy as she gathered the needed items. As Polly came to her senses she was aware of her bladder filling up inside her.
“Can we take a break?” Polly replied in a weak voice.
“Oh no babe, don't want to lose the magic and have to start all over,” Hannah mused from the distance as she gathered the needed items for the next shots.
“Hannah, I have to...”
“Hush,” Hannah replied as she poured herself into the next shot. She knew exactly what she wanted and worked quickly to adjust the lighting. Moving Polly to a padded mattress now bathed in soft light, she hooked two leather collars around her ankles and bound them together with a single chain. She then proceeded to place a studded collar around Polly's neck and ran a link of chain upwards attaching it to clamp overhead. Placing Polly on her hands and knees on the mattress, Hannah looked through the lens, ecstatic at the submissive view before her as Polly's hair fell downward, drawn by the force of gravity.
It was the most erotic picture of the night thus far and Hannah was particularly proud of it as she viewed in the camera lens.
“Hannah. I gotta pee!” Polly whimpered as she felt the desperation building.
Hearing Polly's pleading voice fueled the dominance inside her as the idea for a mind blowing picture took place.
“Great Polly. Desperation looks great on camera. Hold it for as long as you can.”
Polly's bladder was on the verge of bursting with or without Hannah's consent as she tried desperately to remain in control. Hannah led Polly to several more bondage shots, including some breast bondage, nipple clamps, and pussy play, even making Polly ride a sybian with her hands bound behind her. The desperation in Polly's face made the pictures priceless and authentic.
At long last, Hannah quickly grabbed a bucket and sat in the middle of the floor. Loosening Polly's bounds and binding her hands behind her back, she walked Polly to the bucket.
“Squat and pee. I will take the pics from behind. Only you and I will know you actually pissed while I took this picture. It will be fucking hot!” Hannah mused.
All defiance and resistance had left Polly as she squatted over the bucket, totally surrendering herself to Hannah's demands. The hissing sound of the escaping flood soon filled the air as Hannah snapped the view from the rear, taking care to preserve Polly's dignity while making the picture erotic.
The filming ending for the night, Hannah cleaned everything up and guided Polly to a hot shower. As Polly was basking under the warm jets she felt Hannah slip in beside her. Hannah said nothing as she pulled Polly to her and the two exchanged a long and passionate kiss. Hannah then bent down and began sucking Polly's hardening nipples as her hand slipped again between her legs.
In the guest bedroom, Polly willingly allowed herself to be tied spread eagle to the bed. Hannah Straddled Polly's face and lowered herself to Polly's open mouth. Facing away from Polly, with her ass and pussy grinding Polly's face, Hannah leaned over and began working on Polly's glistening pussy with her own tongue and fingers.
Polly put her full effort into pleasing Hannah. Hannah soon erupted in a full blown orgasm, drenching Polly's face with her hot sticky juices. Hannah returned the favor by bringing Polly to a powerful orgasm. Hannah rose from the bed and took a long hot shower before returning to the bound Polly.
“Are you going to untie me?” Polly asked.
“Sure... first thing in the morning. Goodnight,” Hannah remarked before turning out the lights. Amid the slowly gathering darkness of the bedroom, Polly could see the tiny red light of a hidden video camera that she hadnt noticed before still filming before drifting off to sleep herself.
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