Twins

Someone waited outside the large house, they enjoyed the cover of the thick bushes and various other foliage form the overgrown back garden next door. There was a slight rustling as the observer nervously watched there targets. Rachael and Rose Richardson were two twins, they had graduated from school last year and had gone no further than a career in fast food a reasonable job considering the small town. It was the week end and the two of them liked to jump into a beaten up little red car that they just about kept running and head to the next town over for some fun at the only reasonably exciting bar in the area.

Individually the twins would be considered quite cute, they were both five foot five they were practically identical, they both had a very light build. They were thin a bit of roundness to there bottoms there breasts were small but well formed. The twins had gained a  reputation as naughty through school a reputation that they had no interest in losing. The twins had forever been tricking people that one was the other and so on. They were very happy to work together hardly ever leaving each others side. They emphasised the twin aspect by wearing almost the same outfit there wardrobes were almost identical. They had recently turned nineteen they were young sexy and had the world in front of them. Tonight the two of them had gone with a red theme to there outfits. 

They both had natural red hair though they tended to dye it just a bit to make it even more noticeable. They wore there hair in matching shoulder length pigtails they must have spent a lot of time in the mirror getting there look exactly the same. They had full pouting lips that had a dark red lipstick covering them. They had blood red strappy stiletto heels three and a half inches high. The watcher from the bushes admired there very petite bodies they didn’t have an ounce of fat on them. They were wearing what would be considered barely a mini skirt made from matching red leather. They had some very sexy stockings with red garters that could just be seen. They wore mid drift tops that seemed to be poured on over there bodies like a rubber or latex both red. There navels were exposed they had matching belly rings. The observer from the bushes noted the smaller details that they wore matching little red leather collars, they had fingerless red leather gloves.

The person hiding in the bushes waited for both of the twins to get out of the house, now was there opportunity before they got to the car. There was a rustling in the bushes and the twins turned around surprised!

Some time later a girl woke up she was confined in a devilishly effective restraint. A two layer jacket white canvas and thick lycra mix. She was hanging from the ceiling by a hoist the chain from the hoist went to a bar from the bar a set of straps attached to the jackets shoulders. Her knee’s were attached to a spreader bar and her toes just touched the canvas padded floor beneath her. She was not going to be going anywhere, the inflatable rubber bulb ballooning behind her lips and cheeks ensured that she didn’t have much to comment on the situation. She looked around the room, the floor was padded canvas the walls were padded canvas the door was open backed with canvas but what use was that to her, there was a bundle of cotton on the floor a sheet wrapped around some one down on the floor they didn’t move or stir.

The Girl considered her position there was a giant ring wedged between her teeth prying her jaw past what she had thought the maximum was. It was generously coated in rubber so it didn’t cut into her lips, there was a set of thick leather straps coming from the ring that tightly clamped around her head ensuring that the ring would remain in place. A strap went under her chin it was tightly buckled, further straps went behind her head a Y shaped strap went over the bridge of her nose and met up with the strap at the rear of her gag it was all very tight. Because of the size of the ring gag she had been unable to prevent the plug from being pushed between her lips and inflated, at least with the plug there she was not drooling on herself anymore.

She found that the harness from the ring gag got in the way of her vision, she found it a little irritating but what was she going to do about it? She could not look down to see her own body due to two things the tight high posture collar around her neck and the way that the harness from the ring gag was attached to the back of the jacket. The high posture collar was a piece of ridged brown leather, it was thick and stiff lined with some sort of padding that might had been several layers of cotton or nylon. It was secured over the top of the straight jacket with three sturdy leather straps and steel buckles. She would have difficulty removing it even with her hands free as it had a small but robust padlock threaded through each buckled strap.

She had been forced to beg for the posture collar to offset some of the force applied to her poor neck from the harness around the ring gag. Due to the devious nature of the straight jacket her arms were secured in such a way that they pulled down on the harness. Her body was forced to fight against itself and gravity to keep herself comfortable. Her arms were trapped between the first and second layer of the jacket. The first layer had been pretty thick the fabric had really squeezed her body when the first layer had been applied and the zip shut behind her. It was like a sort of crop top made from canvas her belly was on display as well as her sex. The sleeves of the jacket ended in a pair of mittens. There was a zip between them that had been zipped tight when they were behind her back palm against palm. Her linked arms had been forced higher and higher up behind her back soon convincing her that her restraint would be much less forgiving than she had initially imagined. 

A triangle of stretchy fabric was part of the jacket attached to her right upper arm it had a zip on it that matched one on her left upper arm. The two pieces when joined together ensured that her arms would be even harder to move behind her back, the elastic material pulled her arms together her elbows closer and her arms further up her back. It was amazing how quick the point of no return when the restraint became so tight escape was impossible arrived. The garment was tightly tailored to the female form with not a single bit of leniency or a gap allowing its prisoner any chance to escape. A strap went from the tip of the linked mittens at the back through a loop on the second layer of the jacket and connected to the back of the ring gag harness making it very tight. Her captors had adjusted it several times forcing her to pull her head back or her arms up. Then when she had gotten a relatively comfortable position they had simply tightened it again until her arms were pulled high up between her shoulder blades aesthetically beautiful but a torturous confinement.

The outer layer of the jacket was secured by three heavy duty zips one from the waist one on the right hand side leading from the front to the back, a matching zip on the other side and one at the rear leading from the neck to the waist. They made the garment very tight when they were completely secured the upper layer had almost no space for the arms. The woman trapped in the jacket looked almost completely armless form the front and the sides only the bulge at the rear would give the game away. The zips had tabs with slots in them that fitted over a U shaped staple first the inner layer would go over it then the side zips then the top zip then another sturdy little padlock was fitted in place. The strap connecting the arms to the harness also had a little padlock ensuring that there was no way loosen or to tighten it, she could not relieve the pressure on her arms but she could not accidentally strangle herself! 

From the waist of the jacket were two darts of fabric triangular pieces of canvas going down her left and right sides. They ended in large heavy D rings, wide thick rubber straps were connected to these anchor points. The straps went between her legs cutting into the soft flesh between her pussy and the thigh. Framing her nakedness they then proceeded to cup her buttocks and return taught across her flesh connected to the D ring again with a little padlock it was simple but very tight exposing and restraining her. A good part of her body weight was supported by those two straps which was quite an irritation. She could not do much with her legs due to the thigh cuffs big heavy brown leather items that tightly clamped onto her legs above the knee they were heavily padded with some sort of foam beneath a layer of leather. They were connected with two D rings that were linked to a spreader bar. One part of it was a hollow tube with a hole cut in it, the second part was a rod with a series of holes cut in it a padlock was placed through the two halves and locked in place holding it in a certain position.

The girl was not inclined to move about a great deal or else she would cause further pain to her poor tormented breasts. She had been quite surprised when she found out that the jacket had zips over her breasts. When her breasts had been exposed she was again surprised to feel the leather straps hidden between the layers looped around her breasts and pulled tight making her produce all sorts of undignified noises. She was surprised to see her breasts bulge so much she was even less enthusiastic when a nipple clamp was applied to her right breast fed through the D ring at the front of the posture collar and attached to her left nipple. It had hurt a lot and persuaded her to remain as still as possible, the chain had been adjusted to be shorter by wrapping it around the D ring a few times. She had a very strong incentive in the way of clamps pulling on her sensitive buds to remain exactly where she was. The bundle of sheets moved ever so slightly.

Becky tried to struggle against her bonds as she panicked, every twitch of her body made her arms more uncomfortable pulling on her neck via the straps linked to the harness. Her jaw ached her poor breasts were so sensitive the straps between her legs were tight. Escape was not an option and she didn’t really have any say in her future, no one but the twins knew where she was all tied up like this. Hidden in an underground cell that they found beneath a shell of a property on a scrap of land that there uncle owned, what was she going to do? It had been her fantasy to sleep with the twins ever since she had seen them, it had stirred something in her usually shy persona to dare to dream to fantasise. Now she had indulged there fantasies as well, they had tied her up so tightly she would never get free. Did they mean to release her or keep her like this, she had no say in her treatment her only option was to wait.

Becky Babbage had turned eighteen a short while ago and would graduate soon. She had long shoulder length black hair she was quite tall at five foot ten with quite a sexy body. She was round in all the right places and flat and toned in the right places as well. Her style was a bit gothic, she liked to wear excessive mascara black lipstick she was thinking of getting a few piercings but she was a bit self-conscious. She wore black baggy clothes lose pants with a few extra straps and a few decorative chains on the right side straps on the left mirroring each other in a pattern. She wore a baggy black jacket and black T shirt that was pain with no logo. Her jacket had a few studs on the right shoulder and a few decorative spikes of the left. She was seriously considering a nose ring but her mother wouldn’t let her. She had surprised the twins, she had been able to get together the courage to confess. She was curious about the twins she had herd rumours that they were bi and liked girls. She confessed that she had fantasised about being with the two of them. She waited to be shot down or ignored she was just eighteen and very afraid to be rejected. The twins had hugged her they assured her that they had fantasies as well things that they didn’t think most people would understand.

The twins explained to her that they had a lot of family around hear as did she there relatives were very conservative people In this area. They usually went the next town over for there fun but even if they took her there then they would be noticed. Becky understood that they didn’t want to be seen. There place was full of there family so not there place or hers. The twins told her about one of there old uncles properties he had bought it as a speculator and never done anything with it. They said though it seemed completely abandoned they had found a place a secret hidden place. Becky was a little apprehensive when they told her that she would have to ride in the trunk of the car that she was not seen with them. Becky was reluctant but they hugged her and told her to be brave, the trunk of the car was small and she found it difficult to curl up tightly enough to fit. They patted her on the head told her it would all be worth it then slammed the car trunk shut locking it. Becky found herself even more nervous what had she gotten herself into? The trunk of the car was very tight she was curled into a ball barely able to move. The twins made sure that the boot of there car was locked then they drove off.

Becky considered the time she must have been in the trunk for twenty to twenty five minutes it was a long bumpy drive, it seemed even longer from her position in the back of the car tightly folded up. It was dark when the boot was finally open, well it had been dark before but now there wasn’t a single light anywhere about they were completely in the middle of nowhere. Becky was starting to get a little nervous they had taken her to a very remote place. She was not sure where they were, she could just make out an old wreck of house it looked like it was falling to pieces. She became even more nervous as they lead her behind the shell of the property and down some stairs that were hidden behind a storage shed. She could hear the tap of the twins shoes in perfect rhythm as they lead her down the concrete steps. She could barely see anything then there was a loud creak as a heavy metal door opened then a flick and a light came on. It illuminated the outline of a heavy steel door. 

Becky could feel a stab of hesitation, a feeling of reluctance the door was only a few feet away the last few steps leading down to the unknown. She thought that it was Rachael who turned around and kissed her on the cheek “come on Becky be a brave girl.” Becky took a deep breath she took the two steps to the door hesitated then stepped quickly over the threshold. The door slammed behind her she looked at it. It appeared that there was a large heavy lock there was a key hole but no key one of the twins must have had it. Becky looked around there were at least working lights down hear in the hall to some sort of  cellar. The place looked like a bunker or a prison, as Becky moved forwards it looked more and more like a prison. She could feel her breath catching in her throat, but she could also see the tight little rears of the Richardson sisters in front of her she could feel herself conflicted. There were several solid looking doors she was gently ushered past them all up to one door at the far end it was heavy metal and had a viewing slot in the door, there were heavy bars top and bottom.

Becky became even more nervous as the twins tugged one bar free then the other they slowly opened the heavy door standing on each side of it in a theatrical gesture. Becky looked in through the open door there was a padded room inside the walls the floor the back of the door it looked like it was designed to effortlessly contain someone and hold them against there will. Becky could feel her heart hammering in her chest this was a bad idea she was telling herself. Rose grabbed her by the neck and pulled her close they were kissing and it felt good Becky’s arms were wrapped around her and she was wrapped tightly around Becky.

Rachael stepped inside the confines of the cell she gestured towards Becky to step in, rose gently pushed her from behind. Slowly Becky took one step then another until she was standing in the middle of the room. She looked up the lights they were behind a grating. Rose pulled on her jacket slowly hesitantly Becky pulled of her jacket, she folded it up and placed it in a corner Rachael pulled on her top Becky could feel herself getting more excited as she slowly almost reluctant took of her own top. Becky neatly removed her shoes and placed them down she pulled off one sock then the other she started to remove her trousers then she noticed Rachael pulling a bundle of canvas from the corner of the room. Becky became very nervous she could see where this was going they were just going to trick her tantalise her a bit then tie her up in a straight jacket and make fun of her. She looked at the jacket and expressionlessly folded her arms she just stood there.

The twins stood there they looked at each other then they looked at Becky. They shrugged and wordlessly started to peal there own clothes off they were not organised like Becky everything was pulled off and thrown in a corner. They stood there striped down to there very sexy red underwear push up bra’s and thongs they slowly advanced on Becky she took a step back. She tried to say something rose kissed her again Rachael started to run her hands over her body to squeeze and caress her. Becky started to believe that there was more in store for her than just a practical joke. They gently tugged on her clothes, hesitantly Becky allowed them to slowly strip her they loosened her belt and pulled down her baggy trousers. A few pulls and tugs and she found her bra gone she held one hand in front of her breasts but it was soon pulled away. Rose continued to kiss her as Rachael pulled her panties down and away they closed in kissing and caressing her. Becky felt the heat rise through her body her fantasies were coming real!

Then the twins stopped they pulled away Becky tried to speak but they held there hands to her lips shushing her. Rose held out the jacket the message was clear they fantasised about putting someone in the jacket controlling and dominating them. Becky fantasised about having the two sisters in bed with her sleeping with them, the price for her pleasure her fantasy was to submit to the twins fantasies. Becky thought about it for a few seconds, she hesitated and half turned then turned back and nodded. They had convinced her to try on the jacket to submit to there fantasy, she held out her arms expectantly.

Becky could barely blink the two twins acted as one, a sort of fearful symmetry to there movements. Becky’s arms were engulfed in the jacket she realised it was not a standard straight jacket, it was so tight and thick the arms were designed to hold her limbs fast. Before she could even realise what was going on the zip was pulled in place and she was stuck in the jacket. The twins pulled her arms behind her back gently then zipped the ends of the two sleeves together. Becky was certain that this was the point of no return she could not work out how to get out of the jacket. A few more zips and straps and the twins stopped being gentle with her. They forced the ring gag in her mouth then tightly strapped it around her face. Becky realised just how helpless she was as they finished pulling the straps tight the crotch straps soon followed. The twins looked a Becky licking there lips they had a dominant predatory look of lust and control in there eyes, they striped off completely and advanced on her a frightening hunger a primal need on there faces.

What followed was an orgy of sexual activates that completely overwhelmed Becky’s mind the twins were truly twisted dominant deviants. Becky could not imagine something would feel so good yet hurt so much. She was left with bite marks all over her legs and breasts from the twins. They soundly spanked her until her bottom and thighs were one cherry red bruise, they tickled her until she thought that her manic giggling would never end. The twins forced her to orally pleasure them until she was almost suffocating between there sculpted thighs. They continued giving and receiving pleasure until the three of them were completely exhausted.

It was at this point that Becky thought that they would release her, she had played there game allowing them to tie her up so tightly in the strange straight jacket. Now she wanted out she wanted to stop drooling all over herself. The twins were all over fiddling with her bonds. It took Becky a few seconds to realise that they were tightening them! The two sadists ensured that Becky would never escape her bonds using several little padlocks to ensure that nothing could be removed.  Becky knelt there on the floor she tried to beg through the large gag to implore the twins with her eyes she needed some help with her neck they seemed to understand. For a second she thought that they were going to have a bit of mercy but what she thought was a hug was Rose holding her in place for the posture collar. They applied it mercilessly tight, until she could not move her head. Then they showed her the nipple clamps savouring the look of fear and horror in Becky’s eyes as the cruel metal bit into her soft flesh. The twins took a few steps back to admire there work and watch Becky experiment with her new restricted existence. 

Becky twisted and turned for a few seconds finding the all to short limits of her movement she looked at the twins. If they thought that she would stay there and squirm for there amusement they had another thing coming. Becky turned and made a run for it, the twins were not expecting it and the door to the cell was not locked. Becky shoulder charged the door hitting it the door swung open. The twins reacted after a second or so they rapidly caught up with her and dragged the frightened girl back in to the cell. Becky was tackled around the legs she fell over and hit the mat with a loud thud. Becky lay there dazed for a second the fall had winded her and she was more than a little disorientated. Suddenly Rose was there and her legs were clamped tightly around Becky’s neck squeezing her in a tight embrace. Becky had little chance to fight as Rachael got something to make her more compliant.

Becky tried to struggle but rose easily controlled her, she grabbed Becky’s hair with her hands then moved her closer clamping her thighs tightly around Becky’s head so that Becky’s face was locked tight against the folds of her pussy Becky could not breath her mouth and nose were enveloped. Her pathetic mewing struggling and begging seemed to turn the girl on who just clamped down tighter and tighter. Becky could feel her body going limp from lack of air she was really in no position to fight the twins. Rachael returned and started to strap something around Becky’s thigh. Rose eased up for a few seconds allowing Becky to suck in a tiny amount of precious air before she squeezed down hard again. Rachel finished adding the leg spreader bar the two sisters stood back to watch there humiliated victim. Becky was unable to run with her legs locked like this, she turned red unable to close her legs exposed embarrassed. She tried to get up and fell back to the mattress like floor. She was having a great deal of difficulty trying to stand, eventually the twins hauled her to her feet keeping a good grip on her she would not be given the chance to make any more bids for freedom. 

Rose moved to the door to the cell she produced a little key attached to a lanyard from a hiding spot wedged between some padding. She put the key in slot underneath some of the padding next to the door, there was a clanking mechanical sound. From the ceiling a hoist lowered there was a bar connected to it with two straps connected to the bar, Rose lowered it from the ceiling until it was at the same height as the shoulders of the jacket. Becky noticed heavy supported rings on each shoulder of the jacket, she hadn’t imagined there purpose until now, she was not looking forwards to losing even more of her freedom. The twins easily connect her to the hoist then Rose slowly fiddled with the control there was a whir and Becky felt herself dragged up. Her weigh was taken up by the jacket and it cut into her body tightly dragging her to the middle of the room, two more whirs from the motor and she was left standing on her tiptoes unable to move away from the spot unable to do anything with all the restraints. The two sisters yawned looking tired Rose got what looked like a bundle of several sheets and Rachael cleared a space putting down a sack like pillow. 

The twins considered it over they patted Becky on the head and when to bed. The two of them curl up in the sheet together pressed tightly together not even wearing their underwear. For a second Becky wished she was in there with them. Perhaps if she had not tried to run she would be now. Becky slowly thought about the evening so far it was a vast amount of sensations conflicting ideas and emotions, she tried to protest against her treatment  help me came out as elp e she cried out as loudly as she could. They got up they did not look to pleased at having to get out of the pile of cotton sheets. Rose squirmed her way out walked over to a corner of the room and returned with something black with a tale and a bulb at the end. She jammed the plug into Becky’s mouth through the ring gag and inflated it muffling all protests. She wormed her way back into the covers and went to sleep, eventually Becky dosed off to sleep despite her uncomfortable predicament.

Becky woke up her body was cramped her jaw her neck her shoulders and her arms were the worst. The dull ache in her nipples was a close contender, she had nothing to do but hang there and Thinks about her predicament. Were the twins going to keep her as a sex toy something to play with when they got bored, was her future nothing but being toyed with? Was there worse in store for her were they slave traders of some sort was she going to be trained then sold on somewhere else around the world? Worse was there some sort of other horrible thing that she didn’t even want to thinking about? Becky ineffectually struggled against her bonds she was sure that she could struggle for weeks or months and all that was going to happen was she was going to swing around for a bit. She noticed that the twins were waking up there was a sense of dread as they started to stir she struggled harder to no avail.

The two twins seemed to twitch and shudder at exactly the same time they yawned squirmed until the blankets were lose then stretched. Becky watched the two of them rise and stand up an equal amount of fear and lust passed through her mind and body. They came over to her they started to pet and play with the bound girl. Rose grinned “We liked you so much last night that we are going to keep you.” Becky struggled against her bonds and muffled a reply but the gag cut her off from all intelligent speech. Rachael stoked her breasts “you don’t need to worry you will get used to that nice tight jacket!” Becky whimpered the twins started to walk around her body, Rose stroked her ass “all those nice tight accessories look fantastic on that body of yours and they make you so well behaved.” Rachael squeezed her right breast playfully “of course you were a naughty girl and tried to run away.” Rose stroked her between the legs “but you’re a silly girl where would you have run to? that big solid door is nice and locked.” Becky had to admit her panic had probably made things worse for her Rose confirmed it. “you had to be bad so now we have to punish you a week or two in the harness should keep you in your place.”

The twins left Becky alone thinking about her future Rachael waved to her “stay there for now it time for a little fun we need to get a few toys!” Becky could only hang there and wonder what they classified as a toy she was sure that it would be some horrible implement of torture! A minute later rose returned she was carrying a big enema plug with an inflatable bulb attached to a three gallon bag of soapy water. She moved behind Becky and attached the rubber bag to the centre of the frame so that it was hanging down beside her she patted Becky on the bottom “we will soon have you nice and clean,” Becky whimpered into her gag. Rachael returned she had a pair or two foot long sex toys that look like strap-on plus a large jar of lubricant she threw one toy to her sister they both looked at there victim grinning, Becky squirming helplessly shrieking in fear into her gag. 

The twins started to laugh, not an evil maniacal laugh but a belly laugh. They both spoke at the same time “jokes on you keeping you tied up down hear is to much like hard work.” Relief flooded into Becky’s eyes plus a small hint of regret. They release her from the frame she dropped like a stone to the padded floor. They worked quickly the gag and the spreader bar were gone. The clamps and the posture collar soon followed. The jacket was gone and they were massaging her arms until she could feel them again properly. The twins kissed her on the lips, Becky was so tired after so long tied up so tightly. It took her a while to puts her clothes on, fully dressed she felt better. The twins were still halfway through putting there own clothes on. Becky gave them a good solid rant at them that it was a mean trick keeping her like that winding her up, it was too tight too painful she marched out of the room. 

The sisters turned and laughed as she stormed out, There were a few clangs as Becky tried to open the door. Her dramatic exit was somewhat diminished as rose went and showed her a leaver that released the door the key hole was for a dead lock. Becky turned and slowly walked away the Sisters laugh Rachael shouted as she left “You’re a bondage slut you will be begging for us to tie you up in a week!” Rose shouted behind her “you will be begging for another session where we are going to use these toys on you until you pass out form the pleasure!” Becky told herself that she would never see them again. Three days later they got a call. When they came to pick Becky up she was already there stripped to her knickers submissively kneeling ready for another session.