THE LEATHER TWINS
By
Anne Gray
Chapter 1 - First of the Set!
I was waiting in the car outside the entrance to the mall just after 9:00 p.m.
for Karen to do her part in our new adventure. She timed it perfectly and was
behind Susan as she pushed through the doors and fiddled with her umbrella.
The rain was getting heavier and I saw my sister point towards the car to offer
a ride. We had been in the store, owned by the girl's parents, several times
and she knew us as good customers, that along with the rain obviously helped her
decide to accept the invitation.
We knew from our research she didn't drive and that when her twin sister Amy was
at night school she took the bus home after closing the store. The parents were
away in Hong Kong on vacation.
They both ducked against the weather and ran to the car where Karen arranged for
Susan to get in the front passenger seat. Closing the door she thanked me and
asked how we liked our walking suits. My sister and I were both wearing leather
outfits we had bought in their store and they had not been cheap. The tailored
leather slacks were matched by hip length belted jackets; mine was light blue
and Karen's pale green.
I reminded them both to do up their seat belts and pulled out of the parking
lot. The windows of the five-year-old car were heavily tinted but it didn't
matter since nobody was there to see us leave. I told her that I remembered her
telling me in the store where she lived and we had to deliver a package nearby
so it would not be going out of our way to drop her off.
There was a small strip mall on the way that closed at 6:00 p.m. and, while the
stores faced the street, the parking was at the back and shielded by the blank
face of a hi-rise apartment building. I pulled in and parked, shut off the
engine and undid my seat belt before turning to Karen and asking if she had the
package ready.
That was the cue and immediately her arms came over each side of the passenger
seat with a 3" elastic strap between her hands. It settled under Susan's
breasts and trapped her arms to her sides as Karen snapped the ends together in
back of the seat.
As the girl's mouth opened in surprise I had the leather ball gag out of my
pocket and jammed it between her teeth. Karen grabbed a handful of hair to hold
her head while I tightened the gag strap and then slipped a blindfold over
Susan's eyes. There must have been Caucasian blood in the family because her
eyes did not have the really pronounced Asian almond shape.
Catching her left arm I forced it down between the front seats to give Karen a
chance to get the handcuff on; a short chain attached it to the seat leg.
Quickly getting out of the car and around to the passenger side I helped Karen
snare the right arm, twisted it backwards and held it while she snapped on
another cuff attached to the other seat post.
Her legs had no place to go as I got some cord around her ankles, pulled them
together and tied it off to the seat bracket. While I was doing that Karen got
a dog collar around Susan's neck. She released the strap around the seat and
pushed down on the girl's back and I ran a cord from the D ring on the collar,
under her knees and pulled on it so that between us we forced her head down
below the dashboard. I tied off the cord.
A light blanket covered our unwilling passenger. She was ours and the whole
thing took less than two minutes.
When we got home fifteen minutes later the garage door closed automatically
behind the car and Karen got out and opened the front passenger door. Still in
my seat I held Susan's left arm and Karen held her right as we reached around to
undo the cuffs. We reconnected her wrists behind her back with a set that had
no chain between them, then the neck and ankle cords came off and we undid the
lap belt so we could pull her from the car and through into the house and then
the "playroom".
We tied her in an anchored chair, took off our jackets and gloves, and went to
work on her head. Karen replaced the blindfold with eye pads that were held in
place with surgical tape. The gag strap came off and I covered her mouth with
more tape. Plugs went in her ears and then I piled her beautiful long black
hair on top of her head as Karen pulled a tight latex cap over it.
We tucked in the loose hair and ran more tape completely around her head over
the ball gag. Hollow stiff leather inserts went in each nostril and Karen
fitted a black kid leather discipline helmet over Susan's face and laced it down
the back until it was like a second skin.
A matching leather gag strap buckled behind her head. Pulling her to her feet
we removed the handcuffs and each held a wrist as we undressed her. She was
wearing a full-length red vinyl raincoat over a silk blouse and white leather
mini skirt.
When she was naked, except from the neck up, we tied her ankles together then
positioned her standing between two floor to ceiling posts and tied her left arm
to one of them. A further cord from the D ring in the top of the helmet to a
ceiling hook straightened her until she was almost on her toes. While I held
the right arm Karen eased a tight kid leather glove over the fingers. We had
done this to each other so many times but now with two of us it was so much
easier.
The glove laced to the elbow and then we tied that wrist to the other post and
did the other arm. I slipped a clear plastic throw away glove over each hand to
protect the leather and held her thumbs across the palms as Karen bound them
tightly with black 2" tape. Heavy leather mitts, with rings at the points of
the fingers, went on, were laced and then straps buckled around her wrists.
The long leather corset was heavily boned and laced down the back from the high
neck to just above her hipbones. The sleeves reached down her arms to the top
of the gloves. We settled it on her upper body and then tied the finger rings
to the posts to hold her arms out of the way.
As Karen laced the garment down the back Susan's nipples poked out through the
2" diameter holes in the bra cups. I busied myself connecting the top of the
gloves to the sleeves and the neckband to the helmet. That done I joined my
sister and between us we got the corset completely closed and tied off the
laces.
Now we forced the girl's arms up between her shoulder blades and hooked the
finger rings to a neck strap. This strap went from the back of the neck across
each shoulder then down between her bulging breasts to the waist belt of the
corset.
We untied the helmet cord and lowered her face down on the floor. Blind, unable
to hear anything and severely gagged she had no way to resist the two of us. We
knelt on each side of her, joined the two pieces of a strap from each side of
the waist belt over her elbows, then each pushed inwards, gradually tightening
the strap until her forearms met and touched down the middle of her back and we
closed the buckle of the strap.
Untying her ankles we flipped her on her stomach, pulled her legs wide apart and
attached them to floor rings at the ankle and knee. Karen knelt in front of the
helpless form and, gripping her head between her knees, pushed forward forcing
Susan's buttocks to rise. I was ready.
Karen used her fingers to spread the girl's ass cheeks and I dipped the 6" butt
plug in a jar of lubricant gel and slowly twisted it into the puckered, pink
rosebud that presented itself. She forced a groan past the gag and head bondage
and managed to weakly buck against Karen's hold but to no avail. The invasion
was soon complete.
Pulling her back up into my arms I held her while my sister took the 7" dildo
and worked it up until it was buried in Susan's vagina. Releasing her legs we
pulled on tight latex panties and covered them with skintight leather pants that
laced down the back from just above her knees to the ankles. Stirrup straps
under the instep kept them taunt and the waist attached to the bottom of the
corset.
We attached a crotch strap to the waist belt and pulled it as tightly as
possible between her legs to hold everything in place. The neck strap could now
be pulled in another notch to take the last ounce of play in her arms. Straps
went around her legs above and below the knees, and at the ankles.
The thigh length double leg boot needed teamwork to get on. The heel was so
high it took both of us to get her feet settled in the shoe so we could start
the lacing. Once done it was very even and very, very tight.
She was now encased from head to toe in gleaming black leather except for her
nipples and tops of her breasts that bulged through the bra holes. As she lay
helpless on the floor we each took a nipple and rolled it between our fingers
until they reacted then tied them with thin leather ribbons in neat bows.
The whole process had taken some time and it was close to midnight when we
lifted her onto a narrow leather padded table and strapped her down. Karen and
I were identical twins and so were Susan and her sister - it was time to
complete the set!
