Step Mother

In a rather sunny but isolated spot a rather large expensive looking house sat in a small but well maintained garden, there was a pool a squash court and several highly stylized rock gardens the place was very private with a eight foot tall sturdy stone wall surrounding the perimeter of the property. The stone wall was further reinforced with a section of electrified wires on top to prevent any particularly determined uninvited guests. There were two solid gates that were backed with a sturdy black tarpaulin so that no one could peak inside. The house itself was opulent but also very secure, the ground floor doors were solid with high security multi point locking. The windows had ornate but still very functional bars on them, additionally the ground floor had shutters that could be deployed in about six seconds making it very secure, the two large garden facing balconies were also quite inaccessible with high grills and other safety features that meant even someone completely drunk would have a hard time falling from them. 

The house was full off various pieces of art more chosen for there artists names and there increase in value than there aesthetic sensibilities. There was a gardener that came once a week and cleaned the pool there was a house keeper that normally came every day when someone was in residence and once a week when the owners were not at home. The basement of the building held a very large wine cellar it was set out almost like a number of cells each one holding a particularly valuable vintage that just had to sit there and appreciate in value, it was unlikely ever to be drunk. Of the fourteen wine stores there were still five that were not filled each one constituted a small room about six foot by six foot with a very solid door and a solid lock with no handle on the inside they were also kept at at about 10 degrees centigrade a little chilly.

The owner of the house was one rather rich Property tycoon in his early fifties, he often spent five to eight months away from his family concentrating on one business project or another. His wife and daughters had pretty much been left to there own devices his first wife was a rather stunning account manger that had taken his eye and been made little more than a trophy wife. Something she considerably resented at 40 she was still a considerable looker long black hair fine cheek bones rolling hips a naturally swell bust that had with a little help remained buoyant, she had light gray eyes and a warm smile. Her two daughters Hanna and Ana were very much the image of there mother. Hanna the eldest at 19 was a little taller having gained a bit of her fathers stature at five foot eight a good two inches taller than her mother the rest of her features were much the same. Ana was an inch shorter than her mother but she was an excellent swimmer and liked tennis like her father which gave her a significantly more muscular frame than her sister or her mother.

They were a happy family the three of them making there own life together while daddy went and played monopoly with real money. That came to a premature end when Daddy decided to trade mummy in for a younger model Clarissa was only twenty, only a year older than Hanna she was a personal fitness coach and she was a complete air head. Unfortunately for There mother she had sighed a prenuptial agreement that was heavily against her. Her darling husband made sure that the bulk of his wealth was situated in countries that recognized that sort of law even if she could bring legal action against him she would be hard pressed to recover anything, so she was out the door replaced by a much younger model with a token divorce payment.

The girls now had darling Clarissa to deal with, while she was only over a year older than them she kept insisting that they call her mummy. The girls knew that they could not get rid of her by conventional means  but they had plans they bided there time. So it was when the day after daddy went on a particularly long business trip that would last eight months they decided that it would be time to start on there plan to make life so unbearable for dear step mother that she left. She was alone with them no staff no way out, the house could quite easily become a prison. They were slow they were methodical they made sure that the staff would not be back for a while paid fully of course. Certain supplies were purchased and a few more unique commissions were delivered, the cover was extended over the pool it was thick and hard and you could walk on it without going through. The net from the tennis court could be taken down and stored away. The phones and other devices in the house slowly one by one disappeared, Clarissa's mobile was soon gone anything sharp or easily damaged was removed from the house. Hanna and Ana Prepared they wore black Lycra bottoms and tops sports bra's and trainers they had there hair braided tightly so that there was nothing to grab. They wore no jewelry or earrings that could be pulled or catch on anything they had all the items they would need just where they wanted them. 

The two sisters moved in unison they had a pair of packages wrapped in blue paper tied with a pink bow. They moved towards there darling step mother with a broad false grin plastered on there faces. Clarissa was by the pool next to her were two empty glasses she had to fix her own cocktails she might have been overly generous with the alcohol. She idly wondered why the pool cover was down and locked and why the maid didn't seem to be around to fix her drinks she had to do it herself. She sat on a reclined deck chair she wore a tiny gold bikini and heels also gold almost to high to walk in. They had straps on the ankle so she would not be able to kick them off easily. Clarissa's stomach had had a tuck her breasts had an obvious lift and not particularly subtitle enhancements. Her body was in excellent condition she was a personal fitness instructor and did an awful lot of yoga. She took off her sunglasses and looked confused she was also a tiny bit apprehensively at the two sisters.

They smiled at her and held out the gifts she was a little tipsy and for a second could not tell the two of them apart due to there similar features. She looked at them smiling politely at the offered gifts they smiled back “we have a few presents for you mummy darling.” She smiled at them and stood up, she staggered a little and walked forwards hugging them. “You shouldn't have darlings I cant wait to see what you have gotten for me!” Ana handed her the first package she removed the bow then tore through the wrapping paper, there was some sort of heavy white jacket she wasn't sure what it was there were straps and buckles and leather reinforcement it looked a little weird. Ana smiled “we got you this costume for the  charity event you signed up for.” She smiled again trying to bye time to remember she gave up shrugging, “I don't remember a charity event did you sign me up for something.” The girls grinned “oh yes mummy dearest the three of us are going to enjoy it going together.” She felt the thick fabric “so you want me to try it on now?” she asked questioningly. The sisters nodded in unison, looking the picture of innocence. She looked at the jacket then at the two girls what harm was there in trying on a costume. They smiled “you promised mum dearest” they said in unison. Clarissa couldn't remember agreeing to it but she went on with it. Ana shook out the jacket. Hanna tuned to her step mum “just put your hands out we promise to be gentle.” 

Clarissa shrugged what was the worst that could happen, she had to spend twenty minutes in an unflattering jacket. She lifted her arms up and let the girls gently guide her hands into the sleeves of the jacket. The girls moved behind her, Clarissa started to realize what sort of jacket she was getting into. But it was far to late the girls slowly tightened one buckle to the point where the jacket was firmly in place. The oldest sister nodded and the two girls pounced. A hand grabbed Clarissa's bikini top at the back and pulled with a jerking motion suddenly there was no barrier between her and the jacket. She cried out in surprise and outrage both girls had there step mum on the floor and they were sitting on her taking the air out of her lungs. She tried to complain but her hair was wrenched back and a cloth was stuffed in her mouth. The straps at the back of the jacket were done up tight, one by one slowly forcing the air out of her lungs she had very little that she could do as her thick canvas prison slowly tightened around her. 

There were two strategic holes cut at the front of the jacket with leather reinforcements around them. to Clarissa it felt like someone was trying to force her breasts through a tiny hole, like a balloon filled with water being forced through a much smaller ring. She was genuinely worried that something might burst from the pressure, however eventually they succumbed to the titanic pressure and the sisters roving hands leaving her with her assets on full display. When all eight of the canvas straps were fully done up Anita removed eight small padlocks from her pocket, clicking each one into place after testing each tight strap she made sure that there would be no release from the confines of the canvas jacket. 

They were by no means finished, they forced Clarissa's right arm behind her back bent so her elbow was in the middle of her back then they forced her left arm straight out. Then they hooked her right arm through her bent elbow and then bent her right arm so that her elbows were locked tightly round one another her shoulder pulled tightly back. The straps were fed thorough the side loops then they rolled her over putting all her weight on her contorted folded limbs and buckled the strap in front of her tight waist. The woman shrieked as her arms were forced back further and further as the strap was buckled tighter in font of her, finally Hanna slipped a padlock through the buckle there would be no release. The girls pulled her tiny thong bikini away removing her last bit of modesty. Clarissa was rolled onto her front again her breasts pushed into the cold stone floor. Two canvas crotch straps were strapped from front to back painfully cutting into the flesh between her thighs and framing her buttocks, they were tightened without the smallest consideration for her comfort then locked firmly in place with another two padlocks from Hanna. Clarissa was left a whimpering mess crying on the floor two shocked to struggle or fight back.

Ana casually walked over to where they had put the other gift down she grinned and held it in front of her step mother face. She slowly pulled off the bow and unwrapped it the look of dread and anticipation in her stepmothers face was worth it. Slowly like a magician reveling a trick she showed her the black lather muzzle pump gag with attached blindfold. “I bet you didn't see this coming step mummy dearest soon you wont see anything again for quite a while, about eight months maybe nine until daddy is coming back.” A shock and chilling horror ran through Clarissa as she realized that they were not just tying her up for a bit of a joke but intended to keep her like this for months! The old improvised gag came out the step mother tried to beg, but she couldn’t say anything about her predicament as a large rubber bladder with a solid core was forced into her mouth just as she opened it. Straps went under her chin behind her head over her nose a pair of disk like blindfolds were connected to the central strap they had heavy gel pads behind them she managed to shed one tear and get a final glimpse of her tormentors before her vision was sealed off, as her eye-sockets were covered tightly by the pads and a strap tightened around the crown of her head holding the blindfold in place. 

They checked and tightened it again and again then there were a series of clicks as each strap was locked in place. Clarissa thought that it was over that it couldn't get any worse. Then Ana pumped the bulb on the gag, Clarissa's reaction was confusion and panic not fully realizing wheat was happening. She shrieked in surprise but the sound was heavily muted by the fourth or fifth pump it was quite uncomfortable. However they took in in turns the sisters continued to pump it larger and larger forcing her cheeks to bulge uncomfortably further and further. Despite her desperate muted please for clemency into the massive rubber invader inside her mouth, finally when she was convinced that her jaw would dislocate Ana stopped and disconnected the pump. Ana screwed some sort of stopper cap over the valve so that it would not let any air leak out.

Clarissa felt a loop of leather around her right ankle then her left, she heard two clicks and just like that her ankles were bound together with a pair of locked leather cuffs. They came with about a ten inch strap between them hobbling her stride, they didn't remove her shoes the strappy stilettos forced her almost onto her tiptoes she seemed to be stuck with them now. They hauled her to her feet using her bound arms causing more squeals of pain to attempt to escape the over pumped gag. Ana started to fondle her large breasts and sensitive nipples and Hanna's hands wandered over her ass and started to probe between her legs Ana grinned “Aren’t you glad you do so much yoga step mummy dearest.” Hanna worked her fingers between the bound woman's pussy lips slowly in and out first one then two then three there was not a great deal of resistance. 

Clarissa struggled against her bonds the two sisters continued to torment her body, playing with it kissing and caressing her spanking and pinching her. She realized that she was slowly being moved inside the house she tried to put up some sort of fight as the girls dragged her inside. She didn't want to find out what they had in store for her but her opportunity to object in any meaningful way was removed long ago. She cursed her selection of heels as step by step she was lead down into the basement. One of the wine cellar cubical had been converted to a basic jail cell there was a bucket and a blanket. They pushed her inside and left her to cower in the darkness. The oldest girl said that they were going to change into something more appropriate then they were going to give her sexy body a work out. Clarissa was left alone in the dark thinking about what they could possibly mean to do to her and how little she could do to resist it.

It must have been about an hour when they got back, they had given her plenty of time to think about her predicament while they went and had something tasty to eat. Clarissa reflected on her arms it was torture after an hour of being trapped like this her arms twisted like a pretzel, there was no way that she could endure eight more months they would break her if they kept her like this. However if they let her out she might have a chance but she doubted that they would give her the opportunity. It was a chilling realized for Clarissa that in the search for privacy what a perfect little prison the house could be, even if they let her out of the basement what could she do? They checked her arms despite the position they seemed to be fine so they left the straight jacket in its unusual configuration, she felt them check the gag and the bindings on her ankles Ana grinned “you look so good like that.” 

A hand began to rub her breasts she wasn't sure which sister it was “your body looks so yummy so tightly clinched and helpless like this” Hanna chimed in. Clarissa she felt two fingers probe her pussy gently rubbing up against her clitoris. She struggled to free her arms to pull away from the sensation. Suddenly she was on her back her head firmly clamped between a very muscular pair of thighs probably Ana. She couldn't move out of the way as one sister held her ankles with one hand and continues to torment her pussy while the other sister twisted and rubbed her nipples. She felt her body slowly react to this stimulation she was going to go mad, unable to fight her own body as it decided that it quite liked what was going on despite all her gagged shrieks to the contrary.

It was slow and it was inevitable bit by bit the two sisters worked on Clarissa, no matter how much she struggled to get out of there tight embrace or how much she begged or screamed into her gag it did not matter. She tried to concentrate on anything else anything to override the humiliating way her body was reacting. She tried to work out why they were doing this, she could only stab blindly at an answer but she guessed that it was a demonstration that she had no control over her own body. She didn't think something like this could possibly happen but it was to her horror and deep embarrassment that it continued to happen. Soon after that she found it harder and harder to form conscious thoughts to resist, her body was becoming so stimulated she felt herself squirming not in an effort to escape but in rhythm to her tormentors. She disgusted herself but could not stop herself. It was so slow the sisters took there time stimulating and tormenting her, that was part of the agony of it her body felt like a pressure cooker that was about to boil to explode but the build up was so slow it was torture. Thought on the positive side she couldn't feel the pain in her arms and didn't really care at least for the moment. Finally after what seemed like hours of torment but which had been about twenty minutes Clarissa could feel the upcoming explosion. She was just about to cum when the sensation stopped, she shrieked into her gag in humiliation and frustration. Then there hands returned but at such a slow pace that she could never achieve a climax, she was not sure how long the pair of them held her on the edge of an orgasm before completely backing off leaving her frustrated and denied.

But just as she thought it could not get any worse she heard a snap the sound of rubber, like some one was putting on a pair of rubber gloves. She didn't want to find out what was in store for her, but again she had little choice but to accept it. As she had no practical way to fight back She couldn't even voice a protest much above a murmur. She was rolled over onto her front with her round bottom sticking up in the air Ana's thighs clamped around her neck and she was going to be staying in that position until they decided to release her. There was a small dollop of lubricant spread on her sensitive back passage. Clarissa freaked out she had never had anyone play with that part of her anatomy she screamed and struggled, but between the two sisters and the harsh restraints she had almost no way to resist as she was plugged and an ice cold enema was slowly forced into her body. 

It killed any arousal left as she thrashed against her restraints again in frustration, trying to find any position that would make it the slightest bit more comfortable there was none! It seemed to go on and on forever as they drained the ice cold contents of the container into her pretty round rear. The sisters stepped back to admire the show Clarissa was left to hold it for about twenty minutes, contorting with cramps as her guts protested against the addition. Eventually she was allowed to use the basement toilet then brought back to her cell for a second slightly larger and somehow even colder enema. She was left lying on her side trying to find a bit of rest unable to expel the freezing concoction. The sisters laughed at her predicament Hanna grinned “will be back soon step mummy dearest.” There was a loud click as the cell door shut, if you had a very sensitive microphone you might have just been able to hear Clarissa begging into her massive gag for the smallest mercy even though there was no one to listen to her.

When they next returned to Clarissa's cold little cell they had certainly changed outfit, not that Clarissa could appreciate it except for noticing the click of heels on the stone. But the sisters did they had there own little fantasies to enact, there shiny new outfits helped to put them in the mood. The sisters wore matching dark red rubber catsuits. The outfits had integrated socks and gloves the rubber tightly cradled there lovely curves showing there shapely bodies off perfectly. Over and under the catsuits they wore various other scandalous accessories. They had three inch heeled burgundy ankle boots that were very expensive and very authoritarian sexy but perfectly comfortable to grind someone under your heel. They both wore matching red waist clinching belts they had large ornate brass buckles and were quite thick three inches wide a matching burgundy colour with the shoes. They wore matching red leather chokers they almost looked like collars but resembled armor more closely with a series of studs. The sisters had matching red masks in the style of a modest opera mask with a comfortable black nylon strap at the back. It was that last little detail that really changed them, as they dressed it was liberating in a way as they effectively put on a uniform. It separated them from there normal selves, allowing them to do things they couldn't or wouldn't normally do, a line could be crossed with as little as a change of clothing. 

They both carried vary extensive bags of goodies they would try out many things on Clarissa tonight, they would try out more on her the next night and so on until she was reduced to a weeping wailing shadow of her former self. A person that would sign anything put in front of her who would submit to any indignation who would be leaving never to return, after they had had there fun with her. The door was unlocked they grabbed Clarissa by the arms and yanked her to her feet she was in agony as they played with her round belly massaging it and squeezing her. After a few minutes of playing with her she was marched out of her cell and Allowed to relieve the enema in the basement toilet. Happy that she was nice and clean they then brought back into her cell they had it set up just the way they wanted it, with extra eye bolts and clips a winch and a hoist she would be unable to resist anything that they chose to do to her.

The first new addition to Clarissa's predicament was to introduce the young woman to a pair of rather nasty nipple clamps. To begin with each sister took a breast Ana on the left Hanna on the right they used there teeth and tongs to get her nipples nice and hard. Clarissa could already guess that something was going to happen to her poor sensitive buds, on a silent command they both attached a clamp at the same time causing Clarissa to buck and struggle and squirm to try and shake the heavy steel jaws off her nipples. The sisters stepped back to watch, but no matter what Clarissa did she couldn't beat the high tension form the clamp springs and only caused herself more pain as she desperately tried to shake her new accessories off. When completely exhausted she gave up trying to get the clamps off Ana approached her with a short length of chain, it had clips on each end they linked to the two clamps. 

With her little finger Ana was able to hold Clarissa on the spot on her tip toes desperately trying to balance. Hanna had a nice new riding crop she decided that that would be the perfect time to break it in on Clarissa's perfect peachy round rear. The crop became a blur as Hanna didn't really bother to count the blows, she was aiming to make Clarissa's bottom one big cherry red bruise. When she had achieved her goal and Clarissa would not be able to sit down for a week comfortably, she switched from the rear to her thighs slowly alternating between her left and right legs inner and outer thighs. Clarissa desperately tried to pull away from time to time but it was contemptuously easy to control her with the nipple clamps, then Hanna turned her attention to Clarissa's breasts they were soon dotted with read marks. Finally when Hanna was starting to get tired she put the crop down considering that she had perpetually broken it in. 

Hanna walked to the center of the cell she reached up and pulled a chain lose it was a specific height. From the chain two more shorter chains extended forming an inverted Y. Ana slowly moved Clarissa over to this chain until she was directly underneath it. Hanna reached for the ends of the chain linking them from the ceiling to back of Clarissa's jacket on two D ring anchor points on the jacket near her shoulder blades with two sturdy padlocks. The sisters had measured the chain just right Clarissa was hoisted up until she was on tip toe just able to balance, with the tight jacket cutting into her even more than before. Clarissa could hear the two sisters talking it unnerved her Ana grinned, “its time we gave you a lesson step mummy dearest.” Hanna smiled “we think you deserve to learn a lesson what fucking with someone's life gets you” Ana grabbed her hard squeezing her spanked bottom “you get fucked back!” Both of the sisters had some rather large sex toys. They attached to the waist clinchers with a few extra straps to become a rather complex harness. Ana was the first to go moving in front of Clarissa she used a sex toy with a rather large girth to invade Clarissa's pussy. It was massive a hard rubber strap-on that completely filled the woman she gripped Clarissa tightly around the waist holding on she meant business. 

Clarissa started to really panic as there was a dollop of lubricant on her rear, agonizingly slowly Hanna penetrated her rear with a painfully bulbous ridged strap on that curved upwards. She desperately tried to clench her muscles but it didn't stop it only causing her more pain, she was amazed and horrified that the monster fitted in her rear, Hanna grabbed her around the bust using her breasts as anchor points to hold on. The sisters started to alternate in a slow ballet one thrusting in one pulling out. Clarissa struggled and begged into her gag it was two much far to much for her to take, after ten minutes they slowly started to speed up. After twenty minutes they were pounding away relentlessly. Clarissa's legs turned to jelly and failed her however the two chains easily supported her weight as her legs buckled the sisters kept going pounding away riding her struggling body none to gently. 

After an hour the pleasure finally overcame the pain and Clarissa was forced to come in a massive orgasm, but the sisters neither stopped or slowed down they continued to work away on her body for another hour. By which point she was coming again and again, all the joy and pleasure wrung from her body until she was nothing but a desperate animal. After two and a half hours it stopped Clarissa could breath again she hung limply in her chains it was over. But it wasn't over the sisters merely took ten minutes to have a break move on to some larger toys and switch ends on there victim. What Clarissa had thought was an end to her ordeal merely turned into a brief intermission, she had another two hours with even larger toys as the sisters forced her to orgasm again and again before finally stopping leaving her exhausted. They did undo the chains allowing her exhausted legs to completely buckle and letting Clarissa sink to the floor she was sure that it would take her a week before she could walk properly after all that, let alone walk at all.

Clarissa thought it was over, well over for that night but the sisters still had plans on making her comfortable for her night time sleep. Clarissa wailed into her gag in despair as she realized the sisters still had more in stock for her. They moved Clarissa onto her front they had a leather strap with two clips one on each end. They took there time hog tying her very tightly, first attaching the strap to the ankle cuffs then bending her legs back so far her thighs were practicality lifted from the floor. Clarissa cursed her flexibility as her ankles met her elbows with almost no gap the strap was wrapped around them anchoring her body in that contorted arch. Then the the small length of strap left they attached it to the back of harness head gag. It was pulled back tight making sure Clarissa couldn't move her head much and was in a bit of discomfort but not enough to chock her or cause problems breathing, they wanted to punish her not spend the rest of there lives in jail.

Certain that Clarissa was not going anywhere under her own power they fitted a feeding tube to an indentation in the center of the over inflated pump gag. “Now step mummy dearest you need a nice yummy snack” a bag of caster oil mixed with food was hung from a hook in her cell, slowly drop by drop she was forced to swallow it. They removed an inflatable butt plug from there supplies. It was truly massive with a squeal and a little struggling it was inserted agonizingly slowly up Clarissa's tender backside, “step mummy dearest why don't we help you get a good nights rest with this nice little addition!” the plug was inflated locking it in her rear. The two sisters disappeared for two minutes after some preparation they returned with a huge rubber bag contained warm very soapy water, six litre of it in the bag had a clipped hose connected to it. The bag was hung form the chains a little tinkering and it was linked to her back end the clip came off the contents flowed. The sisters left her in as much comfort as they were prepared to give her, Ana and Hanna kissed her on the head “good night step mummy dearest.” then they left her for the night unable to escape her torment.

They had to clean up and get a good nights sleep for tomorrows adventures, they took a shower and got something to eat. They also had to make a phone call to daddy's first wife dear mummy. They were going to invite her over to give Clarissa a going over. Initially she didn't believe them then she was worried about the consequences for her daughters. Then they explained there plans in great detail she grinned, she had many thoughts running through her head. Soon she said that she would join them she will bring a few surprises for her husbands new wife, she intended to have a bit or revenge on the air headed bimbo.