THE LEATHER TWINS
Chapter 8 - More of the Same!
Now that we had them completely under control it was time to get a little more
ambitious with the piercing kit. Yet again Amy was first. She was laced into a
leather crotch-less body suit, arms doubled up between her shoulder blades and
elbows strapped together so that her forearms touch along their length.
Positioned on her back on the table, strapped down at the waist and across the
chest above her bulging breasts, with her feet tied into the stirrups at the end
of the metal arms which themselves were locked wide apart; she was completely
venerable. Karen strapped Amy into a stiff posture collar and, after putting a
rolled cushion under her neck, we ran straps from each side of the collar to the
table and a further strap across her forehead to keep her head absolutely still.
I pulled the ball gag partially out of her mouth until it was still holding her
teeth apart and this allowed Karen to fit the rubber covered grooves of a metal
clamp over her top and bottom teeth near the side of her mouth. Turning the
screw on the clamp caused the brace to open until the ball just popped out and,
a few turns later, her jaws were held at maximum stretch.
After inserting one of our largest butt plugs I held the skin around her rosebud
while Karen went to work. Now it was my turn and I mounted a metal bridge to
the table so its horizontal bar crossed about 6" above Amy's mouth. I fitted a
dentist's rubber debris dam in her mouth to stop anything going down her throat
and then, while Karen peeled back the girl's lips I clamped a small electric
drill to the bar of the bridge and drilled holes through the four front teeth;
two top and two bottom.
The diamond bit went through easily and I positioned the holes so they were
close enough to the ends to miss the nerves but in far enough to avoid chipping.
Now I used a pair of padded tongs to capture Amy's tongue and hold it while
Karen installed stainless steel barbell studs halfway back on either side and at
the tip. We finished the job with four rings through her top lip and the same
in the bottom one.
By this time they were both sobbing uncontrollably, Amy because of what we had
done and Susan because she knew she was next. She was right.
The only problem over the next few days as things healed was we could not gag
them properly so we settled for feeding thin wire through the tooth holes and
clamping their jaws shut with it.
Ever since we had "acquired" the twins we had occasionally left them completely
helpless in one form of bondage or another while we did our shopping or ran
errands. One day we decided to visit the mall and see what we could find out.
The parents were back and we actually went into the store wearing our leather
pant suits as an excuse to start a conversation.
Asking after the girls so we could tell them how much we liked the outfits
started the mother crying and the father explained that they had completely
disappeared. The police had not been able to help and, since the only
merchandise missing from the store was clothing in the size their daughters wore
and there was no sign of a break in or foul play, they seemed to take the
attitude that it was a family squabble.
We left wishing them good luck in finding the girls and once we were well away
from the place let the satisfied grins take over our faces.
