THE LEATHER TWINS
By
Anne Gray
Chapter 14 - Birthday Bonds Part 2
Amy and Susan were held helpless with their wrists tight against their belts.
The chain between their legs and connected to the ceiling pulley forced them up
on tip toe with nothing to do but await punishment.
Karen came over and looked into my eyes. Since I could neither hear nor speak
she just raised her eyebrows in question and I, having recovered my breath,
winked back at her. To my surprise she then disappeared behind me and I felt
her tightening every strap holding me.
There was not much give as the two girls had used all their strength on my
bondage. Karen came in sight again smiling and holding a small gift wrapped
package. Standing where I could see her she opened it and revealed a small
electric vibrator pad.
The skirt of the dress was very tight around my booted legs but she managed to
work the vibrator under it until it was resting against the crotch strap. Then
she forced it down under the edge of the double boot so it was firmly in place.
Straightening the skirt she fed the wire down to an extension cord beside the
chair and plugged it in. It was not turned on. The smile left her face as she
turned to the two helpless girls.
My sister obviously knew that it was Amy who had initiated the attack so she
left her for later and started with Susan. First she clamped the girl's wrists
together at the front of the belt then released just enough tension on the
ceiling pulley to allow her to force Susan into a sitting position on the floor.
Each booted ankle was strapped to floor rings about 2' apart then Karen sat on
the back of Susan's neck and forced her to bend forward until her head almost
touched the floor. Releasing one arm at a time Karen pulled them out, under
Susan's knees, at right angles to her body and tied the wrists to handy floor
rings.
She tightened the gag strap another notch and then untied the right ankle and
pulled the leg up and over the girl's back. Karen followed suit with the left
leg before taking a quick turn of cord around the crossed ankles to hold them in
position.
In another few moments my sister had twisted Susan's arms under each thigh and
behind her back. She lashed them together at the wrist. Now Susan was doubled
in half with her head between her legs but that position was soon to get worse.
Karen fixed a heavy strap with a large metal ring around the crossed ankles and
hooked the ring to the end of the ceiling pulley rope. Starting the motor
caused the girl to be hauled off the floor and by the time she was at waist
height her own weight was trying to straighten her legs. The back of her knees
pushing against the back of each shoulder increased the pressure bending her
body. Karen took any slack out of the bonds.
Held immobile as I was, Karen had thoughtfully arranged things so Susan's
leather covered gagged head, locked with her chin almost touching her buttocks,
was facing me as she hung suspended from the pulley. Only her eyes were
unrestrained and they didn't look too happy.
She was even more uncomfortable when Karen attached another strap to the one at
her crotch, ran it down to a floor ring and then took the pulley up another few
inches.
As the leather encased girl hung in her bonds I felt a sensation in my crotch
and realized that Karen had turned on the vibrator pad. Waves of feeling
traveled through my body from the effect of the pad on the butt plug and dildo.
Absolutely unable to move I concentrated on Susan in front of me as thing began
to build until the total effect of everything happening caused an explosion of
relief.
What a birthday present but it wasn't finished yet.
Now it was Amy's turn and, from the look on Karen's face, I didn't think she was
going to enjoy the next few hours.
The vibrator continued to run maintaining a beautiful level of sensations
throughout my body as I watched my sister punish Amy.
Unhooking the wrist chains she forced the girl face down on the floor and
proceeded to strap her arms up between her shoulder blades.
Taking a heavy upper body corset she fitted it from Amy's shoulders to waist and
used a metal levering tool to pull the edges together as she laced it closed
from top to bottom. So tight did she get the corset that the girl's breasts
were almost flattened and her upper body rigid. While I couldn't hear anything
I could see her nostrils working as she fought for air
Karen strapped Amy's legs together and then went to the bench for the packing
tape ratchet. Normally used by shippers the dispenser used 1/2" nylon tape.
Bending the legs at the knees Karen ran a loop of the tape around the girl's
ankles and upper thighs and started to squeeze the trigger on the machine. As
she worked the tape tightened and soon had the calves squashed tightly against
the thighs.
Karen flipped the switch that sealed the ends of the tape and cut it ready for
two or three more loops around the legs just to make sure. Now with Amy
positioned on her knees Karen pulled out a long length of the tape, ran it under
the bent legs and across the leather covered shoulders. As the trigger did its
work Amy's chest was drawn down until it was tight against her thighs.
She ran a couple more loops around the packaged girl and then let her roll on
her side. Two more long pieces across each shoulder and down her bent and
booted legs and Amy was an immobile package of leather.
From against the wall Karen wheeled a small, leather covered box into the center
of the room under one of the ceiling pulleys and hooked the chain from the
pulley under the straps that crossed Amy's body between the knees and the
shoulders. Starting the motor she raised the girl until she could slide the box
under her. The toes of the high heeled boots were level with Amy's buttocks and
as Karen lowered her into the box and pushed down on her shoulders she finally
rested on those points inside the box.
It was barely big enough to hold the girl but, with further pushing and shoving,
Karen got her all the way in until just her helmeted head was above the top
edge. The two piece top for the box had half circles cut in their inside edges
with raised 3" arcs. As Karen slid them in place they clamped together around
Amy's neck and the metal clasps snapped closed.
Tightening the girl's gag strap Karen ran another strap from one side of the
neck clamp, over the helmeted head to fasten at the other side. This strap had
a roller buckle in the middle at the top of the head and as I watched Karen
leaned her weight on the two ends to tighten it down. That should give her a
headache!
She stuck a bright bow on top of the helplessly held head - another present!
Karen then left the room and when she returned she had changed into street
clothes and was buttoning her full length leather coat. Pulling the belt tight
around her slim waist, she slipped on a pair of kid gloves before coming over to
me and stroking my leather encased cheek. Smiling down at me she went over to
where Susan dangled from the ceiling and gave her bonds another tug.
Amy's head got a last tap and then Karen was gone.
I estimated it was over two hours before she came back in the playroom and over
to me. The vibrator was shut off and she began to get me out of the bondage
outfit that the girls had strapped, laced and bound on so tightly.
I was very grateful that she started at my head and was finally able to pop the
gag out of my mouth and give me a long drink of water. That made things much
more comfortable while she worked on the rest of my body. I explained to her
what had happened with Amy and, as the last items came off and she helped me
towards the shower, she stopped in front of the leather encased, boxed and
helpless girl.
Karen handed me two solid plugs that I slowly pushed in the nostrils of the
helmeted head. It couldn't move but her eyes showed fear as her air was
completely cut off. After a timed one minute I removed the plugs allowing her
to breathe again and then went for a long, hot shower to recover from my
birthday surprise.
Karen was tidying up all the equipment when I came back in a pair of leather
slacks, supply kid shirt and high heeled boots. Susan's buttocks, covered in
taunt leather were irresistible. I picked up a thin riding crop covered in
braided leather from the wall rack and went over to where she hung by her booted
ankles.
The crop slashed across her ass cheeks a half dozen times and she moaned through
her gag at the stinging sensation caused as it hit the tight leather. Karen
watched with a smile as I got my revenge and then we slowly started to release
our captives from their bonds.
Working as a team it still took some time until we had them standing
back-to-back, naked and spread eagled, their wrists and ankles attached to the
sides and floor of the shower stall with plastic ties. Light raincoats
protected our leather outfits as we turned on the water and soaped them all over
using soft wash mitts.
After what they had been through there was no resistance and in half an hour we
had them tied hand and foot in chairs at the kitchen table. It was a very late
meal and we were all tired so afterwards Karen and I worked each girl, still
bound at the wrist and ankles, into a heavy leather body bag and laced them
closed to the neck.
Gags and blindfolds followed and then we laid them side by side on the bed, tied
their feet to the bottom rail and ran straps from the epaulet loops on each
shoulder of the body bags to the head board.
They were as comfortable as they were going to get for the rest of the night.
There was nothing wrong with my drink this time as Karen and I relaxed and
discussed how we were going to break Amy's spirit so we could really start
enjoying ourselves. The answer was something we agreed to try in the morning
after a good night's rest
