THE LEATHER TWINS
By
Anne Gray
Chapter 6 - Sleepy Time Girls!
It was time to get them ready for the night and Amy would again go first for her
disobedience. We actually had to wake Susan but Amy's eyes just glared at us.
Leaving Susan where she was we added a blindfold so she would be able to hear
but not see what we were doing to her sister. Releasing Amy from the board we
stripped her naked except for the gag. After tying her wrists together behind
her back we took her to the washroom area and sat her on the toilet with her
ankles tied to each side of the base.
The soft inserts came out and we told her to do her business or we would help
things along with an enema. After she had relieved herself we cleaned her up
and dragged her across the room and lashed her into a straight-backed chair that
was anchored to the floor. Karen removed the gag strap but left the gag and
tape where they were for the time being.
I soaked a small ball of cotton wool in light medical oil and used the blunt end
of a pencil to push it deeply into her right ear. Being soft it molded to the
inside of the ear against the drum and I followed it with a rubber plug that
filled the rest of the cavity. The left ear got the same treatment and she was
completely deaf.
Just to make absolutely sure we pulled on the heavy rubber swim cap and as we
tucked in her hair I settled foam pads over each ear to be held in place by the
tightly stretched rubber. The chinstrap was pulled firmly across to fasten
under her left ear with Velcro.
Removing her gag we replaced it with a large penis gag that had grooves top and
bottom for her teeth. Wide tape went around her head and over her mouth two or
three times and I smoothed out any wrinkles. Karen held her head while I fitted
the hollow inserts in Amy's nostrils and taped soft pads over her eyes. The
leather helmet molded snugly over her face as Karen laced it tightly down the
back of her head.
Releasing her arms from the chair we worked her into an heavy leather upper body
jacket that had a lightly boned torso, built in bra cups slightly smaller than
Amy's breasts and long sleeves. When it was tightly laced down the back we
laced the sleeves from elbow to wrist and added specially designed gloves.
While they had individual fingers these were fixed together along their length
holding the fingers tightly against each other. Narrow webbing held the thumbs
to the forefingers.
The collar of the jacket laced to the neck of the helmet and then we put a
three-part leather harness around her neck. The wide choker band held her chin
up and attached to it were a gag strap for over her mouth and, with short
connecting pieces running up each side of her nose, another strap that buckled
tightly around her head and over her eye area.
The last two straps fed through slits in a leather fringe built into the helmet
that followed the hairline from ear to ear. There were eyelets every 1/2"
around the fringe. Holding her arms in front of her we strapped the wrists
tightly so the hands were palm to palm and then pulled them up and over her
head. While I held the helpless girl's head forward Karen bound her elbows;
pulling on the strap until they touched and her head was trapped in front of
them.
I took a leather ball and fitted it into the cup of Amy's hands and slipped a
light plastic bag over them to protect the leather. Karen held the hands in
position while I taped the fingers immovably in place around the ball. The next
step involved a version of the double arm sheath that we worked down her arms
until the ball of her hands fitted in the tight pocket at the end. The sheath
laced down her forearms, flared out at the elbow and the laces continued until
they reached her shoulders.
Now we used the fringe of eyelets framing the helmet to fasten her head tightly
back to a matching fringe on the sheath. Straps hung from the bottom of the
sheath and would follow the curve of her torso before being attached later to a
waist belt.
Pulling her from the chair and over to the table, with her arms locked rigidly
over and behind her head, we positioned her on her back and forced her legs into
the stirrups. As I started working in a large butt plug only a low moan got past
her gag.
The dildo also went in smoothly and we released her legs and got her into a pair
of very tight latex panties. Skintight leather pants meant we had to flip her
on her stomach to do up the laces from knee to ankle. We deliberately chatted
as we worked knowing that our conversation was probably scaring the hell out of
Susan who could hear but not see what we were doing.
When the pants had been attached to the waist of the jacket we stood her up just
long enough to install a very tight crotch strap then got her back down on the
table again and strapped her legs together above and below the knees and at the
ankles.
Getting her feet into the shoe part of the ultra high heeled double leg boot was
a real struggle but we soon had them in and the laces done up to the ankle. We
added a strong ankle strap and hooked a rope from the ceiling pulley through its
ring. The pulley made it easy for us to haul her up until the ball of her bound
hands was clear of the floor and we tied off the rope to a wall bracket.
The boot had some very special features that now came into play. It extended
into a heavily boned corset that reached to just under Amy's breasts. The sides
of the knees were also solidly boned and, as we laced the heavy leather down its
length, the legs became rigid. Having her upside down we could get even more
pressure on the laces to pull the edges firmly together. When we lowered her to
the floor she was held completely motionless.
The boning at the waist allowed no play at all and after we fitted a wide belt
around her we attached the straps from the arm sheath to it. One of the ceiling
ropes came into use again but this time at the other end of our victim. We
buckled a strap around her wrists with another short strap on it that came over
the ball of her hands and ended with a swivel ring.
Hooking the ceiling rope through the ring we pulled her upright. There was not
the slightest bend in her body as we pulled her up which proved just how well
she was secured in her leather bondage. Once her feet cleared the floor by
about a foot the rope was tied off and we stepped back to admire our handiwork.
Amy turned gently on the swivel, completely deaf, blind, gagged and helpless.
In fact the only sense she had left was the smell of all the beautiful leather
that encased her so tightly.
We were trying for complete sensory deprivation and this was as close as we
could come.
Standing on either side of Susan we watched her reaction when we removed the
blindfold. Her eyes went wide when she saw the leather covered figure hanging
from the ceiling. Of course we knew from personal experience that after the
first few moments in this outfit you were not that uncomfortable.
Completely helpless with no outside sensations and with your weight evenly
distributed down the length of your body by the straps from the arm sheath to
the waist and heavily boned corset and boot, the mind started to drift. It
became pleasant in there, a feeling we had both experienced many times.
Susan could not know this - she fainted!
This just made it that much easier to get her into a duplicate of Amy's bondage.
The only thing we skipped was the bathroom bit. We considered an enema but
decided that since she had not eaten much lately she could wait until morning.
She started to come around as she was hanging upside down while we laced the
combination boot and corset. In short order we were pulling her booted feet
clear of the floor to hang beside her sister.
Under the instep of the boots was embedded a metal ring. To these we attached
short elastic straps that then snapped to a ring on the floor under each girl.
Before leaving them for the night we attached a breathing alarm to each of them.
These would sound at our bedsides if either of them got into serious trouble
while we were sleeping.
They were beautiful packages so helplessly encased in gleaming leather and they
were ours. In the morning we would see if they had started to learn how to
behave as our bondage twins.
