THE LEATHER TWINS
By
ANNE GRAY
Chapter 17- Drink your milk - or Else!
Susan and Amy were facing each other their knees, almost touching, were spread
wide and held in place by cord to floor rings. Ankles crossed and lashed to
another ring then straps around their upper thighs completed the job of holding
them to the floor. The girl's legs were encased in kid leather thigh boots with
punishing en pointe shoes.
Showing above the tops of the boots their buttocks were covered in skintight
leather pants. There were no crotches in the pants but before we had dressed
them we forced in long, ridged butt plugs and taped them in place.
The girl's arms were strained behind them in mono arm leather sheaths that laced
up over their tightly bound wrists and elbows almost to the shoulder. The
points of the sheaths were tied to rings between their feet pulling them back to
sit on their ankles. This reinforced the pressure on the butt plugs and made
the tops of their breasts push out through the 2" diameter openings in the
leather bondage bras.
Leather thongs threaded through the base of each cup were pulled tight and
knotted. Cinched around each waist was a heavily boned corset that matched the
bras and gave them hourglass figures.
The tightly laced discipline helmets had openings at the mouth, eyes, nostrils
and ears and a stiff collar around the neck. Amy had refused to finish her
lunch and so now both of them were reaping the punishment for her action.
They made little sound as we worked on them because large ring gags held their
jaws wide apart. A plug had been screwed in to each ring for the time being and
we had used waterproof tape around their mouths to seal the lips.
Co-ordinating our movements, Karen and I fitted threaded nipple clamps to the
four bulging mammary glands and then screwed thin 8" metal rods in the sockets
attaching the girl's chests to each other by their nipples. Even if there had
been some play in the arm and thigh restraints it was now gone.
We unpacked some new toys and held them for the girls to see. The long thick
dildos were made of ridged, hard plastic, had a flared opening at the knob, were
hollow down the middle and had several holes drilled in the sides. Flanges at
the base had small holes drilled around the edges and a 2" long rubber tube
extended out from the hollow center. Amy and Susan were unable to do a thing
about it as we inserted the instruments deeply inside them until the flanges
were tight against their openings.
Using the holes pierced around each vagina we laced the lips over the edges of
the flanges and covered everything with waterproof tape. The catheters, for
that is now what they had become, were sealed inside our Chinese beauties and we
moved to the next step.
Cords from the ring at the crown of each helmet and attached to the top of the
arm sheaths forced their heads back. We unscrewed the center plugs from the
gags and replaced them with pieces of clear plastic hose. At the ends of the
hose were small funnels and we moved chairs over to sit beside the hapless girls
while we slowly poured a jug of water into each of them.
They had no choice it was either swallow the fluid or choke. After the second
jugs were empty we loosened the cords holding their heads back, removed the
funnels from the hoses and re-attached the ends of the hoses to the tubes
protruding from their vagina.
But - we switched them so Amy's mouth was now connected to Susan's vagina and
vice versa. We fitted heavy gold rings into their pierced ears and used thin
gold chains to connect them to the nipple clamps of the victim opposite. That
kept their heads facing forwards and we explained to them exactly how the
punishment would work.
Sooner or later the water would work through their systems and they would have
to empty their bladders. When they did they would then see the amber fluid
climbing inside the clear plastic tubing until it disappeared in to the mouth
opposite.
We removed the clamps closing the vagina tubes and, getting ourselves long cool
drinks to sip, we settled back to watch as they desperately tried to hold off
the inevitable. It took over an hour before we saw liquid in the tube slowly
rising towards Amy's mouth. She had rebelled again and would now suffer for her
trouble.
Naturally, she was breathing through her nose and we saw, even under the
leather, her neck muscles tense as she attempted to stop from swallowing the
flow into her gagged mouth. Her eyes flinched as she got the first taste of her
sisters' effluence. Taking a metal rod Karen used it to tap the ones connecting
their nipples.
The reaction to the pain was a sharp intake of breath and Amy lost both that
battle and the concentration on her own bladder; fluid surged up the other tube
to Susan's mouth and we had turned the two sisters into a recycling system.
We checked the seals at their mouths and vaginas and found not a dribble of
leakage. As we left the room Karen whispered in Amy's ear that next time she
should drink her milk!
