Twin Bondage
Standing naked before Hanna and Claire, I was slightly excited and VERY curious as to what my Domme had in mind. Hanna was currently staring Alison down, as Alison protested Hanna’s last command for us to both strip naked.
“Hey why me? Why not Claire? You can tie up Slut AND Princess and I’ll just watch!” Alison’s plea cut no ice with Hanna though and Claire crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes at Alison, It seemed Claire was still upset with Alison and honestly? I didn’t blame her at all. I think we all were.
Hanna held up one finger, as she firmly replied “One you know why.” Raising a second finger she continued on, “Two you and Marie are the same size and height. For this to work it has to be the two of you, I’m too tall and Claire is too short!”
I looked at Alison then and she met my gaze. She was clearly unhappy as she got undressed, but she went along with it. Hanna wordlessly handed the pair of us a brush each and turned back to the giant rucksack she had brought with her. She showed the contents of it to Claire and Claire's eyes lit up. I didn’t like at all the growing smile on Claire’s face as she turned back to look at us. I felt a sense of foreboding.
Hanna turned to look at us and ordered us to brush out our hair. Alison’s hair was still dyed black and in a simple ponytail, so it was easy for her. Mine however, dyed ruby red by Hanna weeks ago, was in the sockbun I’d worn to work. I winced as I slowly brushed out the hair glue in it that kept the bun immaculate on the top of my head all day in the restaurant. While I was doing this Hanna came over and unlocked the chastity belt she was still keeping me in. I moaned as she ran her hand over my pussy. I was dripping wet, but I’d been a needy mess for six weeks now!
There was no relief for me tonight though, as Claire moved behind the pair of us and handcuffed our hands behind our backs. Clearly whatever they had in mind next was something we weren’t going to enjoy! I was eager to get it over with, but still excited to see what was going to happen!
I watched Alison’s eyes grow wide as Hanna produced a lush vibrator from the bag with a tube of lube. Handing it to Claire, Hanna told her “Do the honors babe? Seeing as how Ali loves edging so much…” I recognised the model from oh too many days and nights suffering at its hands! Its egg went deep inside you, but its antenna pushed against your clitoris. It was wifi controlled! From a phone or a laptop its settings could be changed over the internet and put into different patterns. Hanna had certainly had fun doing that to me at work whenever she’d locked it inside me! Is it any wonder that I was so needy, I would agree to literally anything she asked at this point. I hadn’t bratted in over a month!
Claire's smile was ear to ear as she put it inside Alison. I wasn’t really surprised to see Alison's belt produced next, but Alison’s whimper as it was locked on her spoke volumes about her feelings. I moved my cuffed hands over to hers and gave her left hand a calming squeeze. She looked over at me with those big eyes of hers and just shook her head at me. Hanna clearly picked up on the interaction though, as Alison jerked her hand out of mine.
Hanna smirked at us as she said “Don’t worry Princess, you and Baby Girl will have plenty of time to bond soon!”
I felt Alison stiffen, but before she could object to her new nickname, Claire had a ball gag in her hand. Alison was trying to glare at all of us at once as it was buckled tightly around her mouth. I just opened my mouth wide for what I knew was coming next. Sure enough Claire produced another gag from the rucksack. She smiled at me as she pushed its ball behind my teeth, then buckled it behind my head.
“I don’t want questions or complaints while I get you dressed girls,” declared Hanna. “This took a lot of work to organise!”
Alison and I were pushed down next to each other on the couch. Then Claire and Hanna rolled up each of our legs long gray woolen stockings. I frowned to myself as they ended mid thigh. They were thick, itchy and sure to be warm. I wondered again just what was going to happen to us? This whole “no complaints thing” was clearly a bad sign…
The next things to be produced though were a pair of over the knee leather boots (which I recognised! They were mine!) and a kneehigh monoboot. Both had 5 inch heels, but the monoboot itself would keep the lower legs locked together. I wondered which one of us was going to be wearing it tonight?
It turned out the answer was both of us! Hanna put my right leg and Alison's left leg in the monoboot side by side and then laced it up tightly. Three locking leather straps went over the tops of the laces around the ankle, the middle and just below the knee. After they were buckled, small padlocks were snapped into place on the right side of the boot! I looked on, wide eyed as Claire handed Hanna my left boot and started to put the right one onto Alison. “Well this is different” I thought to myself as Hanna laced my left boot tightly up my leg.
The next thing out of the sack made me groan. It was Hanna’s black leather leg binder! Essentially a leather sleeve, it went from the top of the thighs down to the ankles and laced shut. It was soon wrapped over the monoboot and effectively welded my Left leg to Alison's right leg.
I could see Claire frown as she produced the next thing from the bag. Holding it up in puzzlement she showed it to all of us. It looked like a giant corset, but so wide it was implausible it could ever fit any of us… and it had four breast cups.. And then it clicked to me what it was for. Hanna's smile looked like the cat that had eaten the cream as she wrapped it around Alison and I.
Sure enough, it went around the pair of us, from under our armpits down to over our hips and it was EXTREMELY tight around the waist! Hanna explained it was custom made, steel boned and really expensive as she laced it up behind us. Tightening it up was an ordeal. Hanna used a knee in my back and Claire’s knee in Alison's to get the last of the slack out of us. I was panting for breath after she was done!
Claire attached garters from the corset to the stocking on my left leg and to Alison’s right leg. There was a building excitement in me and I couldn’t wait to see the dress! I couldn’t move a millimetre away from Alison; from our big toes to our armpits we were welded together. Before the dress was produced though, two leather collar armbinders were taken out of Hanna’s rucksack. Simple in concept, they were leather collars that buckled around the neck and had a six inch wide leather strap that fell down between the shoulder blades. Attached to the strap were two leather buckles that would hold the wrists behind the wearers back, one on top of the other.
My right wrist was soon secured between my shoulder blades with this as was Alison's left wrist. I was surprised as the handcuffs were removed that my left wrist wasn’t similarly secured. As I flexed my left hand by my side, I glanced over at Alison and saw her right hand was also free.
Hanna was smiling again as she approached me, this time holding an opera glove. It was jet black. She rolled it over my elbow and then pushed over my index finger a gold ring with an oval blood red garnet set in it. It was huge! Admiring it I glanced over at Alison and saw her opera glove as ruby red, the same shade as my hair! On her right index finger was a ring identical to mine, except the stone was black. I had a sinking feeling that I knew where this was going…
Hanna’s eyes were shining with excitement as she announced “I’ve been holding it in all week wanting to tell you guys! I’ve been so excited since the dress was delivered last week! Wait until you see it!” She was laughing with joy as she walked out of the room and I smiled behind my gag. It felt good to see her having fun like this! The old Hanna was back! I’d missed her.
Well the silk dress she brought back in was breathtaking! It looked like something from the 19th century, two high necks that would be laced around our throats. A tight bodice that covered everything. Extremely tight waist line, into long wide skirts that would reach our ankles. The arms of the dress were extremely tight and buttoned closed at the wrists. What struck me most though was the colour scheme! It was a harlequin pattern, my arm and upper body were black silk, but my half of the skirt was ruby red! Alison’s was the opposite; black skirt and red upper body.
It took Claire and Hanna together to put us in that big bulky dress and I gasped at its weight. It was heavy! The buttons around my left wrist were undoable by me, nor could I have reached the laces that fastened the dress up the back of Alison and I. We are clearly stuck here for the ride.
Hanna dragged a big dressing mirror in its stand across the room and I admired myself in it. You couldn’t even make out the leather collar around my neck under the dress's laced throat. The tight bodice heaved as Alison and I continued to breathe shallowly in our corset. We were breathing in sync now, I noticed. I admired the detail of the bodice, the beading and the white frilled lace accenting my throat, shoulders and outer arms.
While I was doing that though, Hanna was talking to Claire to one side. As Claire came forward, I saw the mirror hadn’t been for my benefit. Claire was holding a brush and two ribbons one black and one red. She ungagged me, then she began. The brush was pulled through my hair firmly and I was glad I’d combed it through earlier! Claire was NOT being gentle as she gathered the beginning of a dutch braid on the top left of my crown above my left eye. She tied the black ribbon onto it and began to dutch braid my hair down the left side of my head. She gathered hair from both sides as she went, pulling it tightly in, until she reached the back of my head. She then braided it diagonally downwards until it came down over my right shoulder. Tying it off there with a hair band she went over to Alison.
Alison had been watching this wide eyed and as Claire ungagged her, she moaned and glanced over at Hanna. Looking across I saw Hanna holding up her phone to Alison and grinning. “So she’s begun playing already huh?” I thought to myself. I wondered what pattern she had set the vibrator to start with?
The braid in Alison’s hair was the same as mine, started at the top right of her head, straight over the top and then diagonally down the back with the red ribbon braided into it. What startled me though me, was as Alison’s hair came over her left shoulder, Claire took my hair out of its hair band. Gathering all our hair together, she continued braiding it in a 3 strand braid with the two ribbons running through it. The huge braid passed between my right breast and Alison's left breast until it ended just above our waist. Claire tied off the ribbons around its end in a big bow, sealing the braid.
Claire lifted our braid up feeling its weight, before letting it drop down against us. “Like what you see sweeties?” she cooed at us laughing. Hanna snorted behind her, stepping forward and handing Claire a red rose. Then Hanna showed me the black rose in her hand, before pushing it into my braid above my head. The stalk was hidden in the braid, but the black rosebud over my left temple was soon matched by the red rosebud in Alison’s hair over her right temple.
A makeup kit came out and soon my bright red lips and red eyeshadow were contrasting Alison’s black lipstick and jet black eyes. Stepping back, Claire and Hanna admired their handy work, before they pulled us to our feet.
“You need to practice walking babes.” Hanna told us. “It will be just like in school, doing the three legged race” she added. She slapped my butt, but I could barely feel it under the dress. Then she said “Come on Claire lets leave them to it while we get ready!” I frowned as they walked out the door together laughing.
The next half hour was a nightmare as Alison and I practiced walking up and down the room together. We had to coordinate to move our inner “leg” together while standing on our outer legs. Done wrong and we ended up in a heap of skirt on the floor and it was a nightmare trying to stand up together, restricted as we were and in that oh so tight corset. Eventually we got it down and were able to walk the length of the room, our braid bouncing between us. Sitting down to rest, I watched our heaving bosoms strain against the dress as we fought for breath.
Finally Hanna and Claire emerged. Hanna it seemed had gone for a Selene cosplay from the movie underworld. A black latex catsuit, thigh length leather boots and with her black hair slicked back, she looked extremely hot! Claire on the other hand was dressed as a witch. “How appropriate…” I thought sourly.
“You ready girls? Let's get going then, the party won’t wait forever” Hanna’s words provoked shock in Alison and resignation in me.
“NO WAY!!! I AM NOT GOING OUT LIKE THIS!” screamed Alison.
To which Hanna just smiled and held up her phone again, alongside the keys to our chastity belts. I watched with interest as the colour drained from Alison's face and it looked like she was about to cry. I just held up my left hand to Hanna and she pulled on it, helping me to my feet and pulling Alison with me.
“So what is this party Hanna?” I asked her.
“Oh, it's Gemma’s sister’s birthday!” Hanna replied. “Remember her? Well she's made it a costume party, prizes for the best costume. ALI STOP CRYING! Anyway I’m hoping the two of you win; “the conjoined twins”! Great idea huh? ALI! YOUR MAKEUP IS GOING TO RUN, DO I NEED TO SPANK YOU? Ahem, anyway Marie? As you can see this took a lot of planning and it wasn’t cheap so I hope you enjoy it!”
I beamed back at my Domme. “I love it already!” was my happy reply.