Twinsest Ch 05

Chapter Five

Holly

We are in bed a couple of hours later, cuddled up together in the warmth when my sister says. "You are busy tomorrow evening as I have found you a date." I look at her in surprise and no little trepidation because it is by no means the first time that she has sprung such a thing upon me with very little warning and she smiles before she adds. "It's with the policeman I met earlier today."

Molly explains about her car and then we go through the usual litany of questions and answers. Where are we meeting? How does she know he is dominant? How far can I allow him to go on a first date? She kisses me between each answer that she gives, patient with my insecurity even though she knows that she could just order me to go without any explanation and I would obey her. Finally, with my fears and worries nearly allayed, she switches off the bedside lamp and we drift off to sleep.

I dream of the first date she sent me to on my own...a man she had encountered at a party she had attended one night. For some reason, their conversation had turned to the delights of discipline and domination while they were dancing together and Molly had discovered that Dirk enjoyed spanking and the dark delights of domination. She had arranged a date for the next weekend, leading him on to believe that she was submissive but, of course, it had been me who had dressed up in a short skirt, stockings and suspenders along with a velvet choker round my neck and met him at the restaurant he had chosen.

He had only lasted the first course before teasing me, feeding me his crudités in a parody of fellatio whilst complimenting me on how pretty my full red lips looked as they sucked on the carrots and other vegetables. He had accompanied me down to the toilets a short while later and bent me over the sink in the gents, smacking my arse after telling me to remove the slight protection of my lace knickers. Surprise had coated his tanned face when he had encountered the restriction of the chastity belt and my face had flamed red...nearly the same colour as my bottom a short while later after I had explained that I was promised to another.

"But I can offer you other delights such as my mouth," I had whispered shyly. Arse burning and throbbing, I had been led back to the table for the main course before he had walked me to my car in the dark car park afterwards like a gentleman.

Not so gentlemanly when he had pushed me down onto my knees and made me suck his cock. He had been thick, stretching my lips wide around his knob as I knelt before him and worked hard, sucking avidly as his hands gripped my hair and held me tightly. Cock thrusting deeper, easing into my throat and making me sigh with pleasure at being used and abused. The memories flooded through me and made me wet now as I surfaced briefly from my dream just as his salty strands of spunk filled my mouth. Did he ever realise that I wasn't the woman he had met at the party? I remembered swallowing down his thick cream whilst he had spanked me again, leaning me over the bonnet of my car while his hand had whipped down hard and fast to send shards of pain and pleasure slicing into my skin.

Molly

I can sense Holly wriggling and shifting restlessly beside me, little whispers seeping out from her lips as she dreams. Am I inside her head now? Is she recollecting the pain I put her through earlier? I hope so and, tempted beyond endurance by the sight of her lips fluttering in the pale slivers of moonlight that filter through a gap in the curtains, I push the duvet back and start to play with her breasts while I feather kisses on her mouth. She remains asleep until I straddle her, making her wake up to the scent of my pussy pressing down on her lips. There is the briefest moment of disorientation before she laps away like a kitten at my softness, stirring my slickness with the tip of her tongue while I reach down and tease her golden bush, idly stroking through the downy fur until I can touch the delicacy of her folds. I wriggle slightly further down so that the crinkled furrow of my anal hole lies above her mouth and she eagerly teases the tiny aperture open, sticking the tip of her tongue up and wiggling it around to excite me. I settle my arse down more heavily on her face, squashing her under me and she responds by tonguing me harder while I gently stroke her softness, easing back the protective hood of skin to reveal the throbbing bulb of her clitoris. I squeeze with my finger and thumb, trapping the bud, adding to the pressure constantly. I feel her start to squeal out and her hot breath bathes my anal hole with love. I sigh as the rich rush of pleasure flows through me and then I am bathing her face with my sweet essence, soaking her lips and chin as her screams are muffled by my pressing flesh. I restrain her afterwards, tying her hands to the brass rails of the bed to deny her any opportunity to play with herself and then I rest my weary head on her soft breasts and fall asleep, satiated and content as I wait for the morning light to wake me from my slumber.

It gives me such pleasure to stand over her in the shower early in the morning and soak her from head to toe in my golden shower. Holly looks up obediently into the flood and lets the stream cover her, cascading over her hair and down into her eyes and open mouth then across her pale mounds before it seeps down between her thighs, soaking her honey-gold, heart-shaped bush, an exact replica of my own. I wonder what it would be like to be so submissive? To feel the warmth of someone else's waste slither over your skin? To drink it down when ordered and then to lick fervently away at the golden dew-dropped lips?

We shower together afterwards and then I dress her for the day, insinuating a large vibrating plug up inside her anus before strapping her into another chastity belt. This one is new and her eyes widen and she gasps as the prickles on the inside press into her labia, stabbing through the sensitive flesh harder as I tighten the strap in the crease of her arse. A few dozen sharp spanks to leave her bottom cheeks glowing and then she is off to catch the bus once I have reminded her to make sure she is home early so that I can prepare her for her date.

Holly

The journey goes slowly and painfully as every bump in the road, and there are a plethora of potholes, makes the belt pressed into my soft centre pierce me slightly more. The pain makes me wince yet also sends delicious spasms of arousal inching up through my flesh. I clench my teeth hard as the bus jolts over yet another speed bump and an involuntary gasp leaks out of my lips. The girl opposite stares at me for a few moments and I let my gaze fall away, wondering if she can see what is occurring to me somehow in the pale blue mirrors of my eyes. What would she think if she knew? Would she be fascinated or horrified? I flick my gaze back to her and imagine her kneeling at my sister's feet, mouth open to receive a steady stream of golden fluid. Molly had done it before in front of me and I had had difficulty in controlling the rush of jealousy as I had been made to watch instead of participating. That had been the sublime cruelty inflicted upon me by my mistress, hadn't it?

It had been one of our cousins visiting us whilst our parents were still alive. Slightly younger than us, dark haired and with pale green eyes, Alicia had been one of those whiny, annoying brats who had somehow escaped being spanked by their parents to teach them a lesson. Both Molly and I avoided her like the plague normally but this one time, she had been left in our tender care as both sets of parents were going out to dinner to celebrate some anniversary or other. Alicia, living up to her status as a brat, had pretended that she was going to the toilet and then found her way into our bedroom and unearthed a vibrator from Molly's bedside drawer. It was only when we realised that we hadn't seen her for a few minutes that we went to look for her and soon found her, lying down on my bed with the vibrator pushing up into her pink slit.

Molly had exploded into action, grabbing Alicia's long hair and jerking her off the bed, vibrator tumbling down onto the floor still buzzing merrily away.

"You do not sneak away and look in other people's drawers, girl!" Molly had enunciated coldly, punctuating each word with a sharp slap that left our cousin's face red and stinging.

"Get off me, you bitch!" Alicia squealed as she struggled to escape my sister's iron grip on her dark tresses. Molly simply laughed and let the girl exhaust her strength for a while before she ordered me to find a pair of shoelaces. She had often used them on me so it did not take me long and then, between the pair of us, we bent Alicia's hands behind her back and secured them tightly. Molly quietened the girl's vituperative mouth by whipping off her own knickers and stuffing them inside hard, wedging them firmly so that all that emerged were muffled squeaks of outrage. Then she stood there quietly for a few moments, mouth pursed as she contemplated what punishment our cousin deserved for her behaviour.

"A good spanking followed by a dozen with dad's thick leather belt, Holly. Fetch that from his wardrobe while I get our dear cousin ready for her long overdue chastisement. It's time somebody taught her that actions have consequences!"

"Are you sure, Molly? What about later when..."

"Oh by then, she will be in no fit state to say anything, Holly. A few pictures of her naked little body ready to be distributed round her school will keep her big mouth firmly shut, won't it, Alicia?"

A shriek forced its way past the gag but Molly just laughed and added, "Imagine all those classmates looking and then wanking themselves silly over your photos, cousin. Now get going, Holly, or you will be joining her in getting the belt across your naked arse!"

By the time that I returned, Molly had pushed our hapless cousin over the end of the bed and bared her bottom cheeks, sliding her knickers down to her knees and pinning her there with one foot while she took some pictures on her phone. She told me to lie across Alicia's back and I quickly obeyed then watched on in fascination as Molly rubbed her hands over the pale arse just below my face.

"This lovely peach is going to photograph even better when it is red, Holly," she stated with a giggle and then she began, whipping her hand down hard and fast across the white expanse of flesh. Alicia tried to throw me off but she was unable to shift me at all, handicapped by having her hands tied. She could only lie there and take her punishment, body shuddering as my sister spanked her hard, creating rich red blotches of colour on the pale flesh.

Molly stopped every so often to take some more pictures, ordering me to pull Alicia's head round by the simple expedient of gripping her hair again. A tear-stained red face joined her bare arse in the snapshots and then Molly picked up the belt and dangled it teasingly down so that the tip just touched the soft surface of our cousin's skin while she stated, "Holly is going to slide off you now, Alicia, and I am going to give you a dozen with this belt. If you lie there and don't try and wriggle away then I will make sure that you get some pleasure afterwards. If you don't then I am going to have Holly pin you down again and add another dozen. Do you understand?"

Molly

The drive to work is a bit of a crawl as usual and I spend my time staring at the other drivers and wondering how they had spent their evenings and nights. Were they remembering a time of passion or another joyless night in front of the television? The balding bloke just behind me, thin lips puckered in frustration as we inched along, certainly didn't give the impression he had had any fun for ages and so I flashed him a cheeky smile in the mirror. Would he remember that all day and fantasise about having me? The dark-haired woman just in front touching up her make up in her mirror and suddenly reminding me of my cousin, Alicia, as her mouth rounded into a perfect pout as she applied her lipstick.

A slow, secretive smile slipped over my face as I remembered bringing the heavy leather belt down on Alicia's naked arse cheeks. The sudden jolt of her body, the tormented cries edging out from behind the muffling gag of my knickers and the red stripe appearing as if by magic on her plump bottom cheeks. Alicia had not dared to wriggle away though and so I had decorated her pale flesh with a dozen strokes, each whipping down hard before I had awarded her the promised pleasure...snapping at Holly to crawl behind our cousin and lick her wet pussy lips until she came. That hadn't taken long, a mere minute or so before Alicia's body had begun to writhe and buck in the throes of her climax as Holly had slurped away at the delicate folds of flesh.

Aroused intently, I had clambered onto the bed and straddled Alicia, tugging my short skirt up above my hips and pushing my lace panties to one side to reveal my puffy pussy lips. Was it her first time to lick at another woman? That thought skittered through my mind as her tongue poked out and began to wiggle teasingly against my wetness almost immediately. She was barely eighteen and yet seemed so expert as her soft tongue stroked gently over my folds of flesh then delved in between and curled delightfully around my clit. Pleasure flowed through me in a great wave and I crested the peak of lust after just a couple of minutes, grinding my wetness down into her welcoming tongue, body shuddering as she sucked on my swollen bud.

I had got Alicia to confess afterwards, pulling her over my lap and smacking her soaking pussy lips to make them sting until she admitted how she had been playing with a friend of hers from school since she was quite young. I had rolled right on top of her after that confession and made her lick out my tight anal hole whilst Holly performed the same task for Alicia. A delightful sight and sensation as both girls submitted to me totally and then I rewarded Alicia by taking her into the shower and staining her from head to toe with my golden essence, watching my sister looking hopefully on from the side.

The sharp toot of a horn from the impatient man behind me wakes me from my sweet memories and I flick two fingers up at him and move the car forward to cover the twenty yards or so of space that has opened up. Such a shame Alicia had moved away shortly afterwards, bundled off to some town in the north of England. I had overheard my parents talking about it once, craning my head over the stairs as they were whispering in the hallway. Something about Alicia being caught with the school friend by my aunt and how the move was to get away from the bad influence... Perhaps I should invite Holly and myself up to see our relatives, I ponder with a little smile. Maybe a Christmas reunion? After all, we have not seen each other since the funeral of our parents and families should stick together, shouldn't they?