Nicole Wallace stories of bdsm and control various F/F some F/M

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One way too trick a witness (F/F Scenes)!


There was a knock on the front door as Candace startled awake. She had apparently fallen asleep on the couch. She had been jumpy ever since an incident that had occurred two months ago. She had witnessed a kidnapping in broad daylight and was even a key witness in an upcoming trial two days from now. The police had apparently arrested a suspect with alleged ties to some criminal organisation. Candace was a bit foggy on the details as she had been bombarded with so much information that it just kind of went in one ear and out the other. She shook her head as she stood up and approached the door and peeped out the peephole.

She saw what looked like a policewoman. There was another knock on the door as Candace finally unlocked it and opened it. The policewoman smiled as she greeted Candace. "Ms. Brown. It's nice to meet you. My name is Jenny Simmons." Jenny reached out a hand waiting for a handshake. Candace grabbed her hand and shook it.

"Hi! Nice to meet you too. Is there something wrong?" Candace asked warily.

"Oh, no. Nothing at all. I'm here to talk to you about the upcoming trial. May I come in?" Jenny said as Candace nodded and opened the door further while gesturing with her hand welcoming. Jenny walked inside and sat down on the couch where Candace had been sleeping moments ago.

"Can I get you some coffee or something?" Candace asked politely. She wasn't normally this formal but felt she had to be polite in the presence of a policewoman.

"A cup of coffee would be great, thanks! Black is fine." She said smiling as Candace headed into the kitchen and made coffee for the two of them. She felt she could do with a pick-me-up if she was to endure another tedious questioning or something similar. She was just about ready for this whole thing to be over. The coffee was eventually done and she poured it into two cups and returned to the living room. She handed Jenny her cup and sat down on an armchair.

"So..." Said Candace after an uncomfortable silence. Jenny was blowing into her cup in order to cool her coffee slightly. She took a careful sip and then looked at Candace.

"Ah, yes. Let's get this over with. I'm actually not here to go over any further information with you. I'm sure you've had quite enough of that already." Candace raised an eyebrow, confused. "I'm here because of a new service we are offering. It's mostly focusing on potential kidnapping victims. It's completely optional of course but it's very good knowledge to be armed with should you find yourself in a dire situation. Kinda like CPR!"

Candace was still obviously confused. "I'm sorry... what are you offering exactly?"

"Escape training. You know... How to escape if you've been tied up, handcuffed, gagged and so on." Jenny said as she mimicked having her hands behind her back as if they were handcuffed together.

"And I'm a potential victim?" Candace asked growing worried.

"Oh, yes. You are a key witness for a trial involving potential ties to a major criminal organisation. So! How about it? Would you like me to show you the ropes?" Jenny asked enthusiastically.

Candace thought about it. She could be a potential target. And it couldn't hurt to know how to get out of a bind if the worst would happen. "Alright. I would like to learn." Candace said determined. This was not how she thought the meeting would go.

"Excellent. I'll go get some stuff from my car while you go change. I want as little clothing on you as possible in order to account for the worst possible scenario." Jenny walked out the door before Candace could question her. She looked down on her red hoodie and sweat pants before heading into her bedroom to change. She threw her hoodie onto the bed along with the sweatpants. Suddenly, she was only wearing a pair of white bikini panties. She at least wanted to cover up her boobs so she procured a matching white bra and put it on. Just as she had finished changing, she heard Jenny return. She walked back into the living room embarrassed how little she was wearing in front of a stranger.

"Is this okay?" Candace asked while her face turned red. Jenny placed a bag on the floor and smiled gently at Candace.

"That will be excellent. I will explain as we go why I had you change. Come over here whenever you're ready." Jenny opened the bag and took out coils of rope and a roll of duct tape. Candace walked over and sat down on the couch.

"I'm ready.." Candace said as Jenny once again smiled warmly at her. Jenny reached for a coil of rope and the duct tape first.

"Let's start easy. Your first goal is to simply remove your gag and shout for help. It doesn't have to be loud but you get the idea. Bonus points if you can then get your wrists free." Candace nodded. Jenny then took the rope and wound it around Candace wrists while they were in front of Candace. It wasn't very tight and even Candace who had never been tied up in her life thought this would be a piece of cake. Jenny then took a strip of duct tape and placed it over Candace's lips. "Done. You can start." Jenny beamed and scooted a back a little to give Candace some space.

"Mmphkay." Candace mumbled before simply raising her arms, grabbed hold of the piece of tape with her fingers and ripped it off before silently screaming "heeeelp." like she was a poor actor. Jenny smiled and clapped her hands while Candace seemed to simply shake the rope off of her wrists. "...Done!" Candace said like it was the easiest thing she had ever done which it very well could have been.

"Great job! But as you no doubt have guessed, no criminal in their right mind would ever tie their captive so flimsily! Let's step it up a notch." Jenny grabbed hold of Candace's wrists and forced them behind her back before winding rope around them, this time cinching them tightly. Candace yelped as they were pulled even tighter. "This is why we couldn't have you wear that hoodie. Clothes impede the maximum tightness a well versed criminal would want.

"I... gh.. see!" Candace said growing worried that her second challenge wouldn't be so easy after all. Jenny moved on to Candace's legs, tying rope around her ankles. It felt just as tight as her wrists after Jenny was done. Jenny then took another piece of tape and placed it onto Candace's mouth once again.

"Your second goal is to once again remove your gag and scream for help." Jenny said as she once again put some distance between her and Candace. Candace just sat for a few moments thinking how she could do this with the use of her hands rendered impossible.

She eventually worked her way face down on the floor and started scraping her mouth against the floor. It took a few tried but the tape eventually peeled off enough that she could exclaim a slightly exhausted "Heelp!" Jenny once again clapped her hands at this achievement.

"Very good! If your captor is a real newbie, this is likely how you'd be tied up. However, it only takes one step in order to render your solution much much harder. Jenny grabbed the roll of duct tape and reached down next to Candace.

"What do you meanmphh!" Jenny had placed the tape onto Candace's cheek and made one full lap around her head with it before biting it off and smoothed it onto her cheek once again. "Mmmpghh!" Candace groaned into her gag.

"This is called a wraparound. It's much harder to peel off and any criminal would be stupid not to take advantage of its benefits. Your third goal is to once more scream for help, however, it can be slightly muffled." Jenny sat back down on the couch as Candace was thinking through tactics.

After thinking over Jenny's words, she thought she knew what was expected of her. She started moving her jaw around and trying as hard as she could to open her mouth wide. The tape eventually gave way and her mouth was open with the tape between her teeth now. She started biting down on the tape making it fold and crinkle. This left plenty of open space for her to scream "Heeelph!"

"Good job!" Jenny said clapping her hands as she leaned down and removed the tape from around her face. "That's the intermediate section done. We're heading into hard territory now." Jenny said as she picked up her cup of coffee and took a sip.

"Thanks. This is really good stuff to know." Candace said still lying face down on the floor next to the couch. "Just out of curiosity, how many more challenges are there?"

"Don't worry there's only a few left. Though, they are going to get way harder from here. Just pretend I'm actually a real kidnapper and you might get motivated!" Jenny replied as she reached for more rope. "Let's get you back on the couch." Jenny helped Candace onto her knees and then lifted her onto the couch. "I'm going to get some more rope on you, alright?"

"Oh, alright.." Said Candace growing more worried at these harder challenges. Jenny wound rope above and below Candace's knees further fusing her legs together. She then applied rope around her toned thighs. "I don't think I could ever get my legs free without some kind of help." Said Candace trying to shake her legs in vain.

"Yeah, that's the point. Real serious criminals would never let their captives have any means to escape." Said Jenny as she moved on to Candace's upper body.

"So what am I supposed to do?" Asked Candace as Jenny had wound rope above her breasts further pinning her arms to her back.

"Don't worry. We get to use all the tools around us while trying to escape." Jenny said as she wound rope below Candace's breasts before winding more rope between them making a chest harness which managed to make Candace's boobs puff out a bit as the harness acted like a push up bra.

"God, it's sooo tight." Said Candace while wondering how she would ever get out of something like this without aid.

"Yes. The lesson here is that if someone wanted to restrain you, it's entirely possible. With enough time, they could have you completely immovable." Jenny stepped back and eyed Candace up and down, admiring her work. "Let's see now... Your next goal is to find a tool of some sort that could cut the ropes."

"What? So I can hop around?" Candace asked as she tried to stand up.

"For now you can." Replied Jenny as she watched Candace carefully hop towards the kitchen.

"Let's see.. scissors scissors scissors..." Candace said as she reached the kitchen and was trying to pull out a cupboard drawer. She eventually managed it and grabbed hold of a pair of scissors. She hopped back towards Jenny and presented the pair of scissors.

"Good job. But what if I did this.." Jenny said as she grabbed the scissors and used a piece of tape to tape it closed.

Candace wasn't sure if this was intended to be a joke so she just looked at the pair of scissors with a sad expression. "Now that would just be mean..." She said as Jenny smiled with a cartoony evil expression.

"Alright. Time for one of the hardest challenges. It will put everything to the test and honestly I will be amazed if you manage to complete it." Jenny said as she grabbed Candace and sat her down on the couch. "It's time for a REAL gag." Jenny reached into her bag and grabbed hold of a large pile of clothing that she then dropped onto the couch next to her. Upon a closer look, Candace could spot nothing but dirty looking socks and panties which looked rumpled and unwashed.

"Ummm... what?" Candace asked as Jenny grabbed two pairs of panties and balled them up. Before Candace could object, Jenny had taken both pairs and stuffed them inside Candace's mouth, one for each cheek. "MMPGH! Ohm mggh ghh!" Jenny had grabbed two more pairs and shoved them inside towards the back of her mouth. Candace's mouth was open wide thanks to the packing and she was frantically trying to tell Jenny to stop. The taste of the panties was impossible to ignore. Jenny took one last pair of panties, a thong this time and squeezed it into the last remaining space where it could fit, pressed right against Candace's tongue.

"You see, your earlier plan.. you know to make the tape loose and chewing it. This is a countermeasure for that. Well, it further silences you as well of course." Jenny started as she took a knee sock and tied it over Candace's mouth in order to keep the panties inside. "You can barely make a sound now."

"ghhk! mmph! nnhk!" Candace tried to form some sort of protest but it was useless. She had been brutally silenced by five pairs of dirty panties which had the distinct taste of sweat and cum. She was pretty sure someone had pleasured themselves in all of them.

Jenny started wrapping tape around Candace's head making the gag even more brutal. "Dirty panties are very common as gag stuffing. Usually, the captor would probably have removed your own and used them as packing. These are my own personal collection and as you can tell, yes they are indeed dirty. I... might have had a little fun in them. This is simply to add some misery to your situation. Captors generally don't care too much about you having a pleasant time." Candace started shrieking upon hearing this. If she had known this was going to be a part of the lessons she would have stopped way sooner! Now she didn't even have a way of communicating that she wanted to stop.

"mmopgh! pllsh!" Candace's eyes met Jenny's and she tried to plead with her to stop this at once. But Jenny had other plans. She grabbed another coil of rope and started wrapping it around Candace's waist. She suddenly stopped and looked at Candace's white panties.

"For this next part... These will just be in the way." Jenny grabbed the waistband of Candace's panties and slid them down until they were stopped by the rope around her thighs. Candace silently screamed at this as her crotch and ass was now clearly on display for this now almost sadistic stranger. She returned to the waist rope and started tying knots into it before passing it through Candace's thigh gap. She grabbed the rope and yanked it upwards hard.

"HHHMGH!" Candace screamed surprisingly loud as the knotted rope dug sharply into her crotch. She panted and moaned hard as Jenny gave it a few more upward tugs before tying it off at the back of the waist rope.

"Phew... This is called a crotch rope. I'm sure you could have guessed that. Its purpose is to keep you from struggling so much since every move you make will cause discomfort down in your most sensitive area." This didn't stop Candace from struggling. She bucked around like a wild bull trying to get the intrusive sensation in her nether region to stop. Jenny sat down and seemed to simply enjoy the show for a while. After Candace calmed down and stayed still while panting heavily like she had run a marathon, Jenny grabbed hold of her and forced her onto the floor.

"Mmgh! sthhp!" Candace tried desperately to make Jenny stop this whole thing. This didn't seem like it was about teaching anymore. This was just outright cruel. Jenny rolled Candace onto her side and grabbed hold of the taped up pair of scissors. She removed the tape and showed it to Candace. Candace thought that finally she had realised that she wanted nothing more to do with this stupid class. But Jenny did something else. She used the scissors to cut Candace's bra off letting her boobs be on full display as well. "MMMPGHH!" Cried Candace once again more loudly than Jenny would have thought possible.

"Hmm, I think you're still too loud somehow. Let's make some further adjustments." Jenny grabbed another pair of panties which she pulled over Candace's face, adjusting it so Candace had to breathe through the clearly stained cotton panel.

"Mmmghh! Nnnghh!" Candace tried to scream through the panties in her mouth as she now had to smell another woman's juices. But Jenny didn't stop there. She pulled another pair over her face on top of the other pair. And then a third pair joined. Candace felt overwhelmed by the pure torture she was now forced to endure with every single breath.

"One last touch..." Jenny said quietly as she folded a thigh high sock to make it look like a thick pad which she then pressed against Candace's brutal gag and started wrapping tape around her head until the entire roll was empty. The gag was comically large. Candace could only make tiny whimpers now.

"nngh... ghk... mmph..." Moaned Candace as she took deep heavy breaths through the dirty panties. She looked up at Jenny who was rummaging around in her bag once again. Jenny then looked down at Candace and showed her a pair of nipple clamps and a dildo vibrator. "nnogh.. plh..." Candace tried to shout but only silent cries came out.

"I'm not sure if you've realised it yet but I'm not actually a police officer. They sent me here to get you out of the way before the trial." Candace panted desperately upon hearing this news. She had lived on the hope that this was almost over! That Jenny would release her the moment the challenge proved much too difficult! But now there was no telling when or even if she would get out of this brutal bondage at all! "Yeah, I know what you're thinking. Why not just knock you out and be done with it?" Jenny smiled with malice in her eyes. "I like to trick them. I like to make them taste and smell me... I like it when they think it's just a game and that they can get out whenever they want. Until they realise... it's too late. They're mine!"

"mmnggh!" Candace shook her head wildly as she breathed fast and panicked. Jenny grinned as her eyes fixated on Candace's exposed boobs. Jenny reached down and rubbed and pinched both of Candace's nipples making them erect before attaching the nipple clamps to her nipples. "mmmmmmmmmpggghh!" Candace gave a long moan as the clamps clamped tight.

"Time for the final piece before we leave." Jenny said as she grabbed the vibrating dildo. "How nice of you to lube it up in there. You can thank the crotch rope for that." Jenny grinned as she slid the vibrator past the crotch rope and into Candace's pussy. Candace gave an involuntary moan as it entered. "Good. The crotch rope will keep that secure in there. Time to go, babe."

"nnnoogh! mmmph! phhlsh!" Candace gave a few last defiant screams which Jenny barely heard. Jenny grabbed hold of Candace and flung her over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
Jenny held her firmly on her shoulder with her hand grasping Candace's butt. Candace panted fast and hard now through the panties cursing herself for being so stupid agreeing to something so ridiculous.

"Oh right, I forgot to turn it on." Jenny reached for a remote with her spare hand and pressed a button for a low setting. Instantly, Candace started shifting and squirming as the vibrator did what it did best. "Don't worry, you can try the other settings in the car. We've got a long ride ahead of us."

"mmpppppgghhhhh...." Candace gave a last defeated moan as Jenny opened the door and placed her new captive in the trunk of her strategically parked car. No one was around and no one could hear Candace's desperate roars for help. Jenny took one last look at the still pleading Candace. Completely naked and tied up incredibly tight. Gagged with several of her came in panties with three more nesting on her face. With an evil smirk, Jenny closed the trunk.

She got in the driver seat and placed the vibrator remote on the passenger seat but not before pressing the High button. A small thud was heard from the trunk as Candace got acquainted with her new travel companion.

‘Nicole, (Olivia D’Arbo), yeah I will be dropping the witness in shortly after I have had a bit of ‘fun’ with her!’ Jenny told the queen of crime that hired her to deal with the witness!

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Really good read Mega thanks for sharing

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Really good read Mega thanks for sharing

Thanks mate most appreciated

[Bigsteve1990]

Great read Mega and the captive was very stupid

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From Captive cop revenge to Lesbian lovers (F/F Scenes)

It had been a long 40 hours for Mackenzie Long. She, and everyone else on the police force, were looking for an escaped convict. But after being on the clock for over 24 hours straight, she was being stood down and told to get some rest.

With her cruiser needing to be filled up, she pulled over on a nearby gas station. Slowly sliding out of her SUV, she pulls out her wallet and tries to use the machine on the pump. But being exhausted, she isn’t able to handle an issue with the card reader.

Still needing gas, she makes her way inside. And since she was heading inside, she decided to pick up the most important thing a cop needs, cheap gas station coffee. Grabbing just a small coffee, she puts in a little creamer and a black lid and heads to the front.

“Hello Officer.” The woman working behind the counter says as the Mackenzie approaches. “How’s it going?”

“Long.” Mac replies as she sets her coffee down. “Can I get a fill up on…” She continues as she looks out the window to get her station number. “Three.”

“Sure, and the coffee’s on the house.” The woman says as she takes the card and runs it. “There’s been a lot of cops stopping in recently?”

“Yeah, someone escaped the prison down the road.” Mac said as she thought about her past day. “I guess someone should’ve told you. Gwen Everts somehow got on a detail group and somehow disappeared without anyone seeing. But that’s for the state police. We’ve just got to track her down. And I guess someone thought she’d be around here.”

The woman behind the counter looks the officer dead in the eyes. “Oh, I know why. Gwen Everts went to prison because she robbed this store.”

“Oh my. Well, I don’t think you’ve got anything to worry about. There’s an unconfirmed report that she was spotted just outside of her cousins two counties over. But if you see anything please call the department. Especially with her history here.”

“Yeah, definitely.”

Mac gives the woman a nod, takes her coffee, and heads back to her cruiser. She takes a sip of the coffee before she set it on the top of the SUV. She fills up the car, grabs her coffee and receipt, and hops back in the cruiser.

Before taking off, she makes a note in the police system about Gwen’s history in the area before heading off. As she goes, she sips her coffee and tries to stay awake. But the siren of sleep is calling her after being awake for so long.

She is quickly brought back to reality as she notices something bright orange just off the highway. She pulls her cruiser over and sees an orange looking jacket on a tree branch on a road nearby. She looks at her GPS and figure out how to get there.

Hating the back roads of the county, she makes her way to where she saw the orange jacket thing. Upon her arrival, what she thought was a jacket is in fact an orange jumpsuit with black lettering.

She throws the cruiser in park and quickly gets out. She keeps her hand on her hip as she walks up to get a better look. She pulls the left of the jumpsuit and reads ‘D.O.C. #00028623’. She lets go of the jumpsuit and reaches for her radio.

Before she can grab her radio, Mac is grabbed from behind and finds herself in a fight with an unknown assailant. The affair is quite short as she is overpowered and stripped of her radio and taser. She is then able to throw the assailant off her and sees what she thought, Gwen Everts in state issued white bra and underwear.

Mac reaches for her pistol but is beaten to the draw by Gwen. She stares down her taser as she tries to figure out her next move is. “Hey, you don’t need to do this. Right now, you’ve only escaped. You don’t won’t to do anything stupid.”

“Well, you’re wrong about that.” Gwen says. “There’s tons I want to do to you.” Gwen has a sadistic smile as she keeps Mac in her sights.

“Wha… What do you mean by that?” Mac asks nervously.

“Oh, I’m sure you remember me. You spent all of high school bulling me. Do you remember what you called me? Gay Gwen. Everyday, for four years. Then there was the time you stole all my clothes during gym class. I had to go the rest of the day in my sweaty gym clothes. And then prom when I finally asked Maggie out, you forced her to not show up and not tell me till after I had arrived. You are the woman of my nightmares, and now, I can get my revenge.” Gwen said as she got angrier.

Mac gulped as she wondered what would happen next. She was dead to rights and needed something explosive to escape. Looking at Gwen, she saw how unsteady she held the taser, how uneasy her footing was and formulated a plan.

As Gwen finished her tirade, she thought she had the best opportunity she would get. She leaped forward reaching for the taser. Unfortunately, her leap timed up with Gwen pulling the taser’s trigger. The barbs shot out and hit her in the neck, and a second latter she dropped as electricity surged through her body.

Gwen caught the now limp officer as she continued forward. She then laid Mac on the ground and took everything she had on her including her gun and cuffs. She then goes to the cruiser and grabs the keys to them.

Not waiting, she untucks Mac’s service shirt. Slowly, she unbuttons it from the bottom to the top until the shirt slips from Mac’s chest revealing her large breast barely contained in a black sports bra. Gwen admired Mac’s beautiful bust for a moment, but when Mac started to stir, she hurriedly removed the shirt and used the hand cuffs to secure Mac’s arms behind her back.

Gwen then started removing Mac’s boots as she started to regain consciousness. She had slipped one boot off and was untying the other when Mac awoke. Fortunately, she was able to get the other off before Mac tried to kick her.

Mac’s assault was slow and disoriented. As such, Gwen easily evaded the attack and pulled away. “You Bitch.” Mac said as she saw her state of undress. “Give me back my clothes.” She then tried to move her arms finding them cuffed. “Did you cuff me with my own cuffs?”

Gwen stood back and watched Mac struggle. She did her best to hide her smug smile. “Yes, I can’t have you making more stupid decisions. Now, are you going to shut up, or do I have to gag you?”

“Fuck you.” Mac said as she shifted around.

“You will.” Gwen said sinisterly as stood up. “In due time. You will.”

Gwen then gripped her white undies and slipped them off. “No. Don’t you dare.” She said as she tried to scoot away.

“Awe does little prom queen not like my panties. I know, they’re a little drab, but you know, it’s what the state provides.” Gwen said as she ripped a length of cloth from Mac’s removed shirt.

“No. I promise, I won’t say anything else. Not a word.”

“Yeah, but I know your promises are shit. Now open wide.” Gwen said as she straddled Mac. She then reached down and forced her underwear into her mouth. As Mac tried to spit out the invader, Gwen used the cloth to keep them in, tying it behind Mac’s head.

Mac thrashed as her tongue felt around the panties. And within a few seconds, the offensive taste of Gwen filled her mouth. She then angrily looked up at Gwen and tried to cuss her.

“Yeah, yeah. Bitch I don’t care. Now, up.” Gwen said as she pulled Mac to her feet. “To your car.” She added as she pushed Mac to the police cruiser.

Mac was marched to the back seat of her cruiser. And like many criminals she’d arrested, she did her darnedest to resist being put in. And like all of them, she wasn’t able to resist being sat back there. And she watched as Gwen put on the remainder of her shirt, grab her jumpsuit, and hop into the cruiser.

“Where to?” Gwen asked as she looked through Mac’s belongings. She then grabbed Mac’s wallet as Mac filled the SUV with her gagged profanities. “I found your driver’s license. And it has your address on it. I think that’d be a great place to hide out. Plus, I can get some sweet revenge on you.”

Mac continued to scream and cuss into her gag as she headed back to town. She watched as the woods and field faded into small businesses and residential homes. And soon the homes became more familiar as they approached her house.

Mac put all her effort into breaking free. She kicked the window, hoping beyond all hope, that one of her neighbors would come to her rescue. But as the grey clouds faded to the garage door Mac knew there wasn’t any hope. The final straw was the garage door coming down. Mac was alone with Gwen and whatever Gwen had in store.

Gwen exited the cruiser and made her way into Mac’s house. She went through and found anything that Mac could use to escape and removed it from where she could access them. She also removed anything Mac could use to call for help or change the power balance.

When she returned, she found Mac asleep in the back. Quietly, she opened the back door. She then violently dragged Mac out of the cruiser and marched her into the house. Mac squealed into her makeshift gag as she was completely disoriented.

When she finally regained her senses, she was tossed onto her couch. She looked up and saw Gwen had helped herself to some of her casual clothes. But before she could even try and hurl insults at Gwen, Gwen grabbed her leg and removed her sock. Mac protested but to no avail. And her protest didn’t help as her second one was taken as well. She squirmed and even bucked but she stood no chance of halting Gwen.

Once she had regained control of her legs, Mac threw herself up hell bent on attacking Gwen. But as she lunged for Gwen, Gwen sidestepped, and she fell to the ground. Gwen then mounted her and said,
“My, my, my. You don’t know how many times I wanted to be here.”

Mac struggled against Gwen but couldn’t unpin herself. She continued her gagged profanities and bucking as her hope to escape dwindled. But her desire to break free was reinvigorated when Gwen slapped her butt.

She pressed her chest and knees against the ground, and lifted her hips into the air, finally bucking Gwen off her. But her success was sort lived as Gwen reached around her waist.

“Why thank you for being so accommodating.” Gwen said as she unbuttoned Mac’s pants. It was quick work for Gwen to unzip the pants as well. And while the pants were tight around Mac’s butt and thighs, she was able to work them down.

The real challenge was at Mac’s knees. The pants had bunched up and with Mac pressing her knees into the floor it wasn’t going to be easy. Nether less, she persevered until she got them through. She then made a mad dash to the ankle as the pants inverted. Then with Mac’s ankles restricted, she got off Mac and finished removing Mac’s pants.

Mac felt the relief of not being squashed and lifted herself to her knees. But as she tried to stand up, Gwen grabbed her cuffs and pulled her to her back. She grunted as her arms supported her entire weight. She cussed into her gag wanting to let all her hate out.

Gwen took the pause Mac gave her to set up her next move. She tossed everything on the coffee table to the floor away from Mac. And as Mac tried to get up again, she grabbed her and dragged her to the table. She then forced Mac to sit on the table and forced her ankle to be next to the table leg.

Gwen pulled a strategically hidden cuff from under the table. There, she cuffed Mac’s ankle to the table’s leg. As Mac tried to break free of her new restriction, Gwen did the same to Mac’s other leg. With Mac secured for the moment, she took a step back and caught her breath.

“Woo. You’re a fighter.” Gwen said as she wiped sweat from her brow. “With how sleepy you were, I thought this would be easy.”

“That was your first mistake. Now, just give me a minute to flip the table and I’ll let you know just how much you underestimated me.” Mac thought.

“Well, I guess I better get that bra from you and secure your arms.” Gwen said as she walked behind Mac. “Oh, you have a lot of extra cuffs in your house. It does make me wonder, do you actually like what happening?”

Mac shook her head as she tried to keep Gwen from her arms. “You can deny it all you want. But I’ve met many submissive girls in prison who act like you. All big and tough until you cuff them and tell them what to do. So, I’m going to uncuff your wrist. If you don’t resist, I’ll let you stretch your wrist out and I won’t cut your bra off. Otherwise, I’ll pin you to the table and force your arms into position like I did with your legs. Understand?”

Mac thought for a moment. She wanted to fight back and slap Gwen before she broke free and arrested her. But from what had happened all ready, she knew that fight would be fruitless. She then stopped moving her arms and nodded her head.

Gwen then leaned into Mac, her mouth a centimeter away from Mac’s ear. “Good girl.” She whispered as she uncuffed Mac.

Mac was surprised, Gwen was true to her word. Once uncuffed, she was allowed to stretch her arms out. Gwen then gently lifted her sports bra off and set it to the side. Then, Gwen gently laid her back on the table its cool surface calming her down some.

Then came the hard part. She willingly let Gwen take her arms and lift them over her head and down to the table’s leg. She fought every desire to lay a good hit into Gwen. But once her first wrist was secured, she settled into her position. Once she secured Mac, Gwen took a step back watching Mac explore her predicament.

Mac tested her wrist finding them secured. Mac did the same with her ankles unable to find a weakness. The lack of heavy resistance had another effect on Mac. The adrenaline left her system and her tiredness returned. She then yawned as best as she could as she let her limbs go limp.

Gwen then squatted down next to Mac. “Before you get some shut eye, I need one more thing from you. What is the pin to your credit card? I need to do some shopping for tomorrow.”

“Uck. You.” Mac shouted into her gag.

“Is that helpful. I don’t think so.” Gwen said as she stroked Mac’s cheek. “Now let me guess. You still the same bimbo I went to high school with. Is it 1234. No. 1111. Damn it.”

Mac was proud of herself for a moment. But then Gwen said what she didn’t want to hear. “Ah. You got wise. It’s 0000.” Mac’s eye twitched as she tried to remain her composure. “Still the same bitch I know. Now get some rest. I’ll be back later.”

Gwen then cleaned herself up. She blew Mac a kiss and headed out. Mac stared at Gwen until she was gone. Then she waited until she heard Gwen drive off. Finally, she tried to break her cuff. She knew it might be possible as she replaced them every quarter because they might be worn out.

Unfortunately, her cuffs weren’t the ones to give up first. Her wrists and ankles hurt from where the cuffs had bit her. Her muscles were sore and ached from all the strain. And the last 48 hours made her extremely tired. She couldn’t resist anymore and faded to sleep.
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Mac awoke with a headache and a dry mouth. She thought back on yesterday hoping it was a bad dream. Unfortunately, when she tried to move her arms, she found them still cuffed to the table. Her legs were still cuffed, but while she was asleep her gag had been removed.

Her first thought was to scream for help. But she knew that Gwen would likely be the first one to hear it and she’d come and silence her again. So, she laid on her table trying her best to stretch out and see if anything was going on.

She eventually settled down and stared at the ceiling. As she stared, her mind drifted. ‘Had Gwen packed up and left her here? Or was she being tested by Gwen? And if she was being tested, what kind of test was it?’ She hated her dilemma and the not knowing. But being confined, she knew she’d have to wait for those answers.

As Mac was lost in her thoughts, Gwen made her way into the room. She wore a black leather body harness that accentuated her figure. It brought attention to her small perky breast, and sleek, slightly toned abs. The harness then ended around her thighs leaving her crotch exposed.

“Afternoon,” Gwen said seeing Mac awake. “I didn’t know if you were going to sleep all day.” Gwen walked to the end on the table and looked Mac up and down.

Mac looked up at Gwen seeing her new attire. She then struggled against her cuffs as she tried to sit up. Inside, a war was raging. Part of her wanted to kick and fight and try and escape, while the other part of her told her to relax and wait for Gwen to slip up.

“I’m glad you like what you see. You did buy it for me.” Gwen teased.

Gwen’s statement snapped something in Mac. “I didn’t buy anything for you.” She shouted.

“Oh, you did. Remember last night when I took your card. I went to a shop across town and used your card. I also got a few more things that I think you’ll like.”

“What. You spent all my money.”

“No, just a thousandish dollars.”

“A thousand!”

“-ish. But your card didn’t decline so I know you have some more in there. Besides, once I’m done with you, you’ll thank me for spending it.”

Mac huffed and rolled her eyes. ‘As if she’d ever thank her for this.’ But she regained some of her composure not wanting a repeat of yesterday. “Fine. Now are you going to let me out?”

“In due time my dear. For now, though, I think you need to thank me.”

“Thank you. Please. You’ve kidnapped me, you’ve stole my money, and you think I’m going to thank you.”

“Yes, I removed your gag. Now, you need to thank me.” Gwen said as she crossed her arms. “I’m waiting.”

Mac stared up at Gwen. She understood this test perfectly. It was a battle of wills, and she had no plan on caving first.

Gwen looked down at Mac for a minute. She then shook her head as she retrieved the panties that she had gagged Mac with. “Alright, if you don’t want to thank me, then I guess you want to be gagged again.”

Mac watched as Gwen got closer with the ruined panties. Her mind flashed back to yesterday and the nasty taste that still lingered in her mouth. And when the panties were a few inches away, she cried out, “Thank you Gwen. Thank you for removing the gag.”

Gwen stopped moving the panties towards Mac. And as the hung over her face, Gwen replied, “Not good enough. Apologize for being a bitch. And then thank me for removing your gag. Otherwise, I’m gagging you.

Mac looked past the gag at Gwen’s eyes. She saw her determination and knew that she wasn’t bluffing. And she never wanted to taste them again. She took a big gulp and said, “I’m sorry for being a bitch. And thank you for removing my gag. I really appreciate that.”

Gwen smiled at Mac having won that battle. “That’s good. But I expect better next time.” Gwen then tossed the panties and squatted next to Gwen. She reached up and gently stroked Mac’s arm. “Ok, now that we’ve solved that. Are you ready for what’s next?”

Mac looked over at Gwen. She found the gentle touch calming and enjoyable. “What’s next?” She asked timidly.

Gwen smiled as her hand drifted down Mac’s body. “Well, honestly. When I first captured you, I was planning to take a dildo and ram it up your ass. That was until I saw your collection of cuffs.”

“The department makes me replace them. Ok, I don’t just go out and buy them.” Mac panicky interrupted.

Gwen chuckled to herself for a second. “Yeah, but I bet most of your fellow officers just toss them out when they replace them. But you, you kept them in a shoe box in your closet. That tells me you are a kinky girl.”

“I’m not kinky. Now please, let me go.” Mac stated adamantly.

Gwen’s stroking finally made it to Mac’s breast. There, she cupped the breast as she continued. “Oh, don’t lie to me. You’re a kinky cop. And best of all, you’re submissive.”

Mac gasped as her breast was fondled. “No, I’m not.” She shouted as she tried to wiggle free.

“Yes, you are. You like to hide it behind your ‘I’m a Bad Bitch’ attitude. But deep down, you like to submit.”

Mac continued her struggling. “I don’t like to submit. I do what I want, and I tell others what to do. You should know that. I did tons to you.”

“I do. But now, I know you did that to hide your true self. And since I know that you are a submissive, I know just what to do with you.” Gwen said. As she finished her last word, she pinched Mac’s nipple.

Mac let out a cry of pain. “Why… Why did you do that?”

“Well, as you said. You bullied me for four years. And now, I get to have some pay back.”

Mac sighed as she understood what was about to happen. She braced herself for whatever Gwen had in store. If what had happened yesterday was a taste, then she knew she wasn’t going to like this.

Gwen then reached under the table. “Well, first thing first.” She said as she pulled out a ball gag she had placed under the table. “I don’t want your neighbors hearing what’s going on.”

Mac eyes went wide as she saw how massive the red ball was. “Bu… Bu… But I did what you said. I… Ugh… I thanked…” Mac pleaded as Gwen shoved the gag in.

“Yes. And that’s why you’re not munching on my panties.” Gwen smirked as she secured the gag tightly behind Mac’s head. “Just trust me. Besides, I don’t want you biting off your tongue.”

Mac shook her bonds. Despite her plan to behave, hearing Gwen speak made her want to fight. She kicked and fussed trying yet again to break free. But deep down, a small part of her knew she’d fail. It knew that all she was doing was to make the coming punishment worse.

Gwen gave Mac’s tantrum little attention. She proceeded to retrieve a few items. First, she reveals a leather flogger with many tails. Second, she produces a pair of nipple clamps. And third, she shows off a brand-new wand vibrator.

“I saw that you had a dildo hidden in your nightstand. And I thought that these would complement your cuff collection. I also bought some rope to tie you up if I need to. And I got you a special gift for later.” Gwen said as she draped the crop against Mac’s crotch.

Mac had fallen silent as Gwen turned her attention back to her. She continued struggling, but when the crop laid between her legs she stopped. Her eyes looked at the end of the crop before darting to Gwen’s. She then pleaded with those eyes as she made nonsense noise though her gag.

Gwen smiled as she embraced the power she had. She took a deep breath and looked deeply at Mac. “Shush.” She cooed. “Don’t think about it. And don’t tense up.”

Mac went silent and took a deep breath. She started to calm down. But when she looked at the end of the crop, it moved quickly away before crashing between her legs.

She screamed into her gag as she writhed in pain. Her eyes watered up and the world went blurry. And while she couldn’t see, Gwen landed a hit on her large, exposed breasts. She bucked against the table before her body crashed back against it.

She screamed and cried as more and more hit were rained down. She wriggled and squirmed hoping that the next hit wouldn’t come. But all her efforts were in vain as there was nothing she could do to stop the onslaught.

Gwen found the situation quite cathartic. With each strike, tension she’d been carrying for years went away. And while she was silent at first getting her aggression out, she could keep silent.

“Now you understand what it feels like to find no comfort. Everything hurts and stings. And all you can do is cry. But imagine this nonstop for four long, grueling years. And it’s not just one person but multiple people all doing this.” Gwen yelled at Mac.

Mac struggled furiously at her cuffs. Not to break free, but to escape the pain. Her gag silencing all her pleas and apologies. She could only feel the hits as they landed on her sensitive area stinging and burning as they left.

“But that not all.” Gwen continued as she slowed her hit to a stop. “Any time I like someone. You’d bully them until they’d have nothing to do with me.” Gwen then picked up the nipple clamps squeezing them to make sure they worked. She then bent over and applied the clamps to Mac’s hard nipples.

Mac was thankful as the whipping stopped. But as her nipples were pinched, she screamed from a different kind of pain. She shook her chest hopping the clamps would go flying. But her actions only lead to the clamps pulling and causing more pain.

“All those years hiding any feeling I had for fear you’d ruin it. Well, I can’t do years of this, but I can make you feel it.” Gwen added as she plugged the vibrator in. “This here will tease you. But I promise, it won’t get you off unless I turn it up.”

Mac was still struggling to remove the clamps when the vibrator was nestled between her legs. Her body jumped as she felt the strange vibrations. Her already moist pussy completely wettened as the vibrator started its dance. And Mac, as helpless as she was, started her singing through her gag.

Gwen listened to Mac’s moans for minute. She watched her writhe from the pleasure of the vibrator. But she wasn’t done with the flogger. She picked it back up, and right when Mac started to really enjoy the vibrator, she landed a strong hit on Mac’s belly.

Mac jumped and cursed Gwen. With all that was going on, she had lost track of Gwen and wasn’t prepared for that strike. As such, its sting lingered longer that the others had. But the vibrator worked its magic to return to centerstage in Mac’s mind.

Gwen continued landing her strikes. She was more technical in her approach. Her hits were harder, each being precisely timed to hit when Mac was completely distracted. And each hit in a different unabused area.

Mac did her best to remain vigilant. But with the vibrator turning her mind to mush, it was a losing fight. And each hit stung with more intensity then the last. Then her cries of pain would fade to moans of pleasure just in time for the next hit to come down.

After several minutes of being vibed, Mac started to become numb. The hits that had once stung now barely recognized. She moaned as she was permanently edged. The release of orgasm tantalizingly close but just out of reach.

Mac started to realize what Gwen had meant. Her mind focusing on one thing while everything else faded. And now it didn’t matter now hard Gwen hit her, all she wanted was to cum. And it was the hardest thing for her to achieve.

Finally, after many more minutes of built-up tension, she looked up at Gwen. She gave the overbearing woman the best puppy eyes she could. And through her gag she pleaded for release. She pushed her hips up showing her just how soaking wet she had become.

Gwen laughed as she stopped hitting Mac. She squatted next to her and gently stroked her hair. “There, there. Just relax. Embrace the want. Enjoy being so close yet knowing that your worst enemy has your fate in her hands. And understand that I’m not won over by the bat of your eyes and your sloppy pussy. Not any more at least.” Gwen cooed.

Mac fought her binds with all the strength she had left. She cursed and growled at Gwen finding her situation completely unacceptable. But she remains stuck in place at Gwen’s mercy, and Gwen seemed to be lacking that.

Gwen laughed at Mac’s struggle. “There is one more thing I have planned for you right now.” She said as she stood up. She then straddled the coffee table right above Mac’s head. Then staring down at her captive, she slowly lowered herself.

Mac screamed and bucked with all the ferocity she had. But she was powerless to stop Gwen from sitting on her face. First, she smelled the leather of Gwen’s harness, But the odor of Gwen’s sex quickly filled her nostrils.

From this angle, she could barely see Gwen’s face. But she could see then devious smile on it. Then she felt the pain of her head bumping into the table as Gwen grinded her crotch all over her face. And all she could do in cuss in disgust and moan from pleasure.

Gwen stayed on Mac’s face for a long time. She grinded and thrusted her perfect pussy all over Mac’s face. Then, with her crotch right on Mac’s mouth, she grabbed and pulled on the clamps attached to Mac’s nipples. She then rode the bull as she bucked and moaned into her crotch.

Mac endured what she could. Her nipple sensitive to all movement. Her pussy aching from the vibrator. And her face subjected to the whim of Gwen’s crotch. All along, her only hope being the ever-desired orgasm.

Gwen then turned her body around so she could play with Mac more. Her hands now explored Mac, pulling on her tits, and tickling her sides. She learned where she was the most sensitive and where she didn’t respond.

As she had leaned forward, Mac’s face had become more covered by Gwen’s ass. And Mac found herself with less and less area to breath from. But Gwen never fully covered her nose. She left just enough room that she could breathe.

After an hour of being teased, Gwen finally removed the clamps from Mac’s nipples. “Uck!” Mac screamed. Though it hurt, she found this brief moment the closest she had gotten to cumming. But as the blood returned to her nipples, that moment of excitement vanished.

Gwen now finally scooted her ass back the final centimeters needed to cover Mac’s nose. Mac flailed about as she suffocated. And as she started to blackout, the pleasure from the unyielding wand became more intense and she approached the climax.
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Mac awoke to her body aching. Her mind was foggy. She was no longer on the coffee table. Now she laid in her bed, her limbs pulled to the corners and secured with rope. Her gag was still in, and her pussy ached.

She laid in her bed enjoying the comfort of her mattress. Slowly, her grogginess faded from her. She began to test her binds. Her limbs were stiff from their taxation but still responded to her direction. But the ropes held and she was stuck to her bed.

After an hour of gently struggling, Gwen slowly walked into the doorway. Gone was the harness as she confidently stood there naked. She had a smile on her face as she seductively walked to the end of the bed. She placed a hand on Mac’s foot as she spoke, “I see you’re finally awake.”

Mac tried to reply through her gag but still found communicating though it tough. Her struggling reduced to a minimum as she awaited Gwen’s action.

“Good, we can start our next lesson.” Gwen continued. “Like I said earlier. My original plan was to fuck you in the ass and leave you tied up in your cruiser for your colleagues to find. But I’m going to test my theory that you like what I’ve done.”

Gwen then bent down and kissed Mac’s foot. She then slowly kissed up Mac’s leg until she had climbed onto the bed. She kissed up Mac’s inner thigh before swing around Mac’s pussy and climbed her belly. And as she worked her mouth up Mac’s body, she slithered her body next to Mac’s. Finally, she reached Mac’s face she kissed Mac’s cheek and her body suctioned to Mac’s.

Mac had enjoyed the kisses. And feeling Gwen on her skin made each kiss more impactful. And when Gwen hovered over her gagged lips, she closed her eyes and lifted her head in anticipation for the expected kiss.

After a moment, she felt Gwen kiss her forehead before whispering, “I guess I’m right.” Mac opened her eyes as Gwen caressed her head. “Deep down, you like me dominating you.”

Mac gently shook her head and tried to deny the claim. But when Gwen took ahold of her hair, she stopped resisting. Her words then stopped as Gwen kissed her gag, putting it in her mouth and having their lips come together. Mac unable to deny her feelings softly moaned.

After the kiss, Gwen pulled herself back a big smile across her face. She then went back to stroking Mac’s hair and staring deeply into Mac’s eyes. “I know, being confronted with the truth can be quite a challenge. Especially for a type A person. But the more you fight it, the worse it gets for you. The more you stop recognizing yourself. Am I correct?”

Mac thought for a moment. All that Gwen said made sense. The more she fought, the more she wanted Gwen to do. Slowly, she nodded her head.

“Good. Understanding is the first half. Now all you have to do is submit. I can’t force you to do that. Well, that’s not true. But if you want to keep enjoying this, then you have to choose to submit.”

Mac continued her pondering. She felt how warm she was getting. She felt Gwen skin on her own. How Gwen gently played with her hair. Despite all she had done to this woman, and all that had been done to her, she enjoyed the sound of what Gwen said.

Gwen seeing Mac come to a realization took Mac’s gag off. Mac took the moment that Gwen used to set the gag to the side to stretch her jaw. But when Gwen returned her attention to her, she stopped all she was doing.

“So, do you want to say something?” Gwen asked.

Mac nodded. She gulped and took a deep breath. Then meeting Gwen’s gaze, she softly said, “I… um. I’ve done many terrible things to you. I… ugh. I have been mean and did all sort of rotten things to you. I…”

She paused. She rarely apologized for anything and found herself wanting to buck. But the thought of it seemed wrong. She knew what she had to do. “I’m sorry for all I did. There’s nothing I can do to go back and change that. But you’ve shown me that all I did was to hide my insecurities. To run from my true desires. For that I am grateful. Please do with me what you see fit. I am yours.”

Gwen enjoyed Mac’s speech. “Very good.” She said before she went to kiss Mac on the lips. Mac not being restrained by a gag kissed her back passionately. And for the next few minutes, the two were locked at the lips each unable to resist the other.

Finally, Gwen pulled back. She stared deeply into Mac’s eyes now seeing a spark behind them. “I spent all of high school wanting to kiss you. And for you to kiss me back. And now that I’ve had that happen, I have to say, it was all I thought it would be.”

Mac blushed and looked away for a second. She knew that she had always been a good kisser but when Gwen said it, it felt even better. “Thank you.” She said hesitantly.

Gwen smiled even more. “Well, in order to see just how committed you are, I think there some you can do.”

Mac looked back at Gwen. “Yes. Please, I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Good.” Gwen said as she peeled herself from Mac. She then straddled Mac’s chest and slowly walked herself towards Mac’s face. She then stopped when her pussy was resting on Mac’s chin. “I want you to lick my pussy.”

Mac was taken back a bit. She had never done such a thing before. But looking into Gwen’s eyes she felt at ease. “I… ugh. I… um. I’ve never licked one before.”

Gwen laughed for a second. “I could’ve guessed that. Until a few minutes ago, you would have called yourself straight. But it is real simple. Think of it like your trying to eat ice cream. But instead of being cold you want to make out with it. I don’t expect you to be an expert, I just want to get your baseline.”

Mac nodded her head. “Yes Gwen.” She then put her tongue out as Gwen position herself better. She then did as instructed, finding Gwen nice and wet. The taste was sweet as she experimented. Soon she became comfortable with the act and developed a rhythm.

Time faded away while she was hard at work. And from time to time, she look up at Gwen to see if she was doing a good job. If she thought she wasn’t, she switch it up. And soon, she heard Gwen moaning.

After some time, Gwen took the nearby vibrator and added it to the mix. Not being under Mac’s restrictions, she turned that thing to high. And a minute later, she cried out as she climaxed right on Mac’s face. She then slid of Mac and laid beside her.

Mac was slightly disappointed in herself. She had hoped that she would be able to please her Mistress on her own. But she was happy to have her by her side.

“That was wonderful.” Gwen said after a few more minutes. “You have lots of promise. I know dykes who licked pussy for year who could learn a thing or two from you.”

Mac’s depression lifted when she heard that. “Thank you.”

Gwen then rolled back towards Mac. With their skin touching again, she stared fondly in Mac’s eyes. “You showed me a good time, I think you earned a reward.” She said as her hand reached between Mac’s legs.

She found Mac already wet. Her hand went to work as she kissed Mac. Mac grinded her hips as she kissed back enjoying all that Gwen did to her. Quickly, a moan slipped past her lips as she got all worked up.

Gwen then kissed her way down Mac. When she reached Mac’s nipples, she paused and paid them special attention. Mac shifted her body from the pleasure. And after her brief stop, Gwen made her way to Mac’s crotch.

She got right to work showing Mac just how skilled she was with her tongue. And keeping her hand hard at work, Mac approached her own climax. But like before, Gwen held back keeping Mac from getting off.

Mac’s body shook from want and anticipation. She looked between her legs and saw Gwen stare at her with a predator like stare. “Please Gwen. Please can I cum?” She begged.

Mac saw the enjoyment flash across Gwen’s eyes. Gwen then increased the intensity of the magic she was doing. She threw her head back as she finally got the orgasm that she had desired. “Oh… Oh God!” She screamed.

As the orgasm faded, Gwen kept licking. But once she had came down, Gwen slowed and stopped. Gwen then crawled up Mac until they were back face to face. Gwen then kissed Mac, and Mac tasted herself for the first time.

Mac was exhausted from her ordeal and from what she could tell, so was Gwen. Not too long later, the two stopped their kissing. Gwen laid her head on Mac’s shoulder. And with Gwen laying into her, Mac drifted to sleep.
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Mac awoke with Gwen by her side. She was no longer tied to her bed. And as she explored herself, she found that she wasn’t restrained at all. But despite being free, she didn’t hop out of bed and bolt for the door.

Instead, she thought about all that had happened. And when she looked over at Gwen, she couldn’t help but look on fondly. She felt thing for her that she had never experience before. She thought about closing her eyes and going back to sleep.

But deep down, a part of her still wanted to run. She thought she had put that to rest, but then doubt entered her mind. She thought about the law and what would happen if she was caught harboring a fugitive. What would her future look like if she was caught and fired from the police force.

She wrestled with her thoughts for a long time. Eventually though, the ones that said run prevailed. She then slowly slid out of bed being careful not to wake Gwen. And just as carefully, she walked out of the room and towards the front door.

When she arrived, she unlocked the door. With her hand on the knob, she paused as her mind continued its toil. She thought about how she’d be disappointing Gwen again. How it be like when she used to bully her in school.

Mac rested her head on the door and closed her eyes. She had never faced such an important decision before. But when she thought about being a cop or serving Gwen, it all came into focus. She reached up and relocked the door.

When she turned around, she saw Gwen nearby. She froze as she didn’t know what to expect. After a moment, she opened her mouth but found that she had nothing to say. She then lowered her head to the ground and waited.

Gwen had woken when Mac had gotten out of bed. She had expected her to make a break for it and let her go, wanting to make her recapture all that more enjoyable. And when she followed after Mac, she saw the struggle going on.

Now with Mac waiting for her, she couldn’t help but cry. She wanted to present a strong front, but seeing Mac choose her caused her to become overwhelmed with emotion. She walked up to Mac and embraced her in a big hug.

Mac jumped a little when Gwen grabbed her. But feeling her arms wrap around her she felt safe and returned the hug. And telling that Gwen was crying she found her voice. “I’d rather be with you then be free.”

It took a while for Gwen to stop crying. And when she did, she finally let go of Mac. “Here I thought you were going to try and escape. And you decide to be with me.”

“To be honest Gwen. When I first got out of bed I was. But as I was going to open the door, I realized I couldn’t do you wrong again. Please forgive me.”

Gwen’s eyes water up again but she was able to keep from crying. “Yes, I forgive you.”

“Thank you.” Mac said.

Gwen then grabbed Mac’s hand and led her back to the bedroom. She sat Mac on the bed and retrieved something from the nightstand. “I told you that I had a special gift for you.” She said as she crawled on the bed behind Mac. “My plan was to force you to wear this. But I think you still enjoy it without the fight.”

Mac was confused. She had no clue as to what it could be. Gwen then reached around and put a collar to her neck. She gasped as she felt the leather restrict her neck. But once the initial shock passed, she relaxed as the collar was secured and her hair pulled out of the way.

Gwen then pulled Mac back into her lap. She stared down at her as Mac reached up and explored the collar. She felt the thick leather that informed her of her place. And her hands found a metal D-ring at the front the be attached to a leash.

“Thank you, Gwen.” Mac said as she looked up at Gwen. “I’m glad you didn't have to force me to wear it.”

Gwen’s eyes watered up again. She wiped away the tears as she replied. “I’m so happy you have embraced this.”

The two women stared at each other for a few minutes as Gwen stroked Mac’s cheek. “Well, it’s 2 am. Let’s get some sleep.”

Mac nodded as she curled with Gwen. She felt Gwen wrap her arms around her and felt safe. She knew that with Gwen she would be ok. She then went to sleep quickly her thought on Gwen.

In the morning, she woke still in Gwen’s arms. She looked and saw Gwen staring at her with evidence that she had cried recently. She then wrapped her own arms around Gwen hoping to provide her some of the comfort she received from her.

“Gwen, I’ll do all I can to make up what I’ve done to you. Just tell me what you want me to do.” Mac said.

Gwen wiped a tear away. “It’s not that. It’s everything else. I’m on the run for escaping from jail that I shouldn’t even be in.”

“What happen? Why were you arrested?”

“It’s that damned gas station manager. She lied and said I stole a tank of gas. But that isn’t true.”

Mac sat up and said, “Well let’s go get her. You can tie her up and teach her like you taught me.”

“It won’t work.”

“Why not. I can keep the police off you while you take care of her here.”

“No, she’s like me. She doms other women. It’ll take a long time to break her.”

“What? How do you know that?’

“It’s why I ran from the store. I was in there by myself getting an energy drink and to fill my car up. She approached me and asked if everything was all right. And while I didn’t pay her much attention, she sized me up. She then grabbed me from behind and said, ‘I’m keeping you.’ Well, she bit off a bit more then she could chew as I broke free.”

“My god. Thank goodness you could escape.”

“That’s not all. Next, she said, ‘You’re a feisty one. I like those the best.’ Well, I just wanted to escape so I ran to my car and drove off. About an hour later, the cops showed up at my place and arrested me. She told them that I had filled the tank, stole from the store, and drove off. Unfortunately, during the scuffle, I kept a hold of that energy drink, and it was still in my car.”

“You had to at least tell the police you side of the story.”

“I did. As well as the judge and my public defender. But you saw my record. Several run in with the police. No steady employment. And generally, a good for nothing kind of person. They all scoffed and I was sentenced to jail.”

“You’re not good for nothing.”

“Thank you. But you’re not gong to be able to convince them that I’m innocent.”

“There has to be a way.”

“That’s why I escaped. I was watching the gas station while she was working hoping to see her capture someone. Then I call the cops and they’d catch her red handed. My appeal would be simple.”

“Then together, we can catch her.”

“I don’t think we will. She works day shift now, and there are a lot more people coming and going.”

“Damn. We need a honeypot.”

“A honeypot?”

“Yes, a honeypot. You know, like cheese on a mouse trap. Bait.”

“Oh, I see. But how do we do that.”

“Use me. I have a certain beauty that people like. If I act like a complete ditz, then she just might be tempted to take another prey.”

“I can’t do that. I want to keep you safe.”

“Yes, and I want to be with you. I don’t want six inches of plex glass separating us for the next twenty years. And I trust that you won’t let anything terrible happen to me.”

Gwen teared back up. “I glad you think so highly of me. If you truly want to do this, then let’s do it.”

“Yes Gwen. I want to prove your innocence.”

“Well then, this is your area of expertise. Where do we start?”

Mac and Gwen then got to work. They cleaned themselves from yesterday. Then Mac poured over all the photos Gwen had taken. She listened to Gwen’s story as she prepared herself for her upcoming role.

Mac did her hair and make-up. She then put on a killer purple dress that had gotten her more than her fair share of free drinks and a matching pair of sky-high ‘fuck me’ heels. Gwen had on a much more modest outfit of legging and a hoodie with a pair of tennis shoes.

They then got into Mac’s personal car and drove to Gwen’s vantage point. The ride there was quiet as both women were determined to free Gwen. And when they arrived, Gwen reached over and took the collar off Mac. The two shared a kiss and Gwen got her camera set up.

Mac drove off. She waited for the gas station to quiet down before she made her approach. She then pulled into spot number four and got out. She cackled as she tried to fill up her car without paying. Then turning to the station, and howled, “Hey, your pumps broken.”

She then spent another minute pretending to try and fill up her car. She then let the hose go and half stumbled inside. Upon entering, she repeated herself. “Hey, your pumps not working.”

“You have to pay first.” Serria said.

“Oh, well let me get some things first.”

Mac then made her way to the back of the store. She looked at the drink for a minute hoping she hadn’t over played her part. She then noted Serria make her way to the door and lock them. But she played her part as she browsed the beer section.

Serria approached her from behind. “Do you need any help with anything?” She asked as she inched closer to Mac.

“Ugh… Yeah, what gives you the best buzz?”

“Oh. I think this does.” Serria said as she lounged for Mac.

Despite being prepared, Mac was still startled. She yelped as her arms were pulled behind her back. And just like a couple of days ago, she had her arms cuffed behind her back. “Help! Help!” She screamed as she was forced to the ground.

“I like girls like you.” Serria said as she reached up Mac’s dress. Finding her without panties she continues. “Oh, I really like girls like you.”

Mac continued screaming for help. She assumed she wouldn’t be getting any but found herself unable to stop. But a minute later, Serria took ahold of her mouth and silenced her with a few strips of tape. She stopped playing around as her fight or flight response kicked in. She kicked her legs and shook side to side, trying to get Serria off her.

Serria masterfully rode Mac. She easily maintained her position on Mac. And after letting Mac wear herself out some, she lifted Mac’s hip into the air while keeping Mac’s bust pressed into the floor.

As Mac rear end was lifted, the bottom of her dress, with gravity’s help, fell towards her head. She was left exposed as she struggled to even struggle in Serria’s grip. And when Serria started to rub her pussy, she moaned from the enjoyment of the situation.

Unfortunately, her moan didn’t go unnoticed. Serria then spanked her ass and said, “You dirty girl. I can’t wait to have so much fun with you. But later, for now I have to keep you hidden.”

Mac could help herself. Gwen had broken her, and now, all that Serria did just turned her on. The way Serria’s hand tantalizingly split her lower lips. How Serria’s other hand firmly help her in this bent over position. Her pussy was soaked as she wanted Serria to do more to her.

Mac was lucky though. She was stood up and marched into the back room. There, Serria cut away her dress and tied her breasts in a rope harness. Serria then applied a tight crotch rope with a extra not that laid between her legs. Then she was laid down where her legs were lashed together before she was finally contorted into a hogtie.

Serria pulled on all the ropes making sure each would remain tight. She then kissed her hand and rubbed it in to Mac’s ass. “Now you hang tight and enjoy yourself. I have a few more hours left on my shift. Don’t, don’t go anywhere.” She laughed as she turned the light off and closed the door to the back room locking it as she went.

Mac struggled against her binds. But she found Serria’s work to be as good as Gwen’s, if not better. She had little movement everywhere except the hips. And while she grinds her hips, the crotch rope teased her and the knot rubbed against her labia. It didn’t take too long for her to understand the torturous nature that it put her in. And with all that had been going on, she didn’t know if she had the strength stop herself.

All she could do was wait. Wait and listen, hoping to hear a sign of release. So, she waited, listening for her savior, ferociously grinding her crotch into the rope.
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Gwen spied all that took place in the gas station. And with Mac’s phone, she recorded everything. She had enough evidence to prove, not only her innocence, but get Serria arrested. All she needed to do was send it Mac’s cop buddies.

A problem though, there was no cell service from her hiding spot. She couldn’t send the video out, and she couldn’t call for help. So, she patiently waited as people came and went for the next hour.

In the early afternoon, the gas station had quieted down. Serria had remained perfectly calm during the rush. But now, she needed to remove the car before anyone became suspicious. Knowing that just about no one would be by for the next twenty minutes or so, she acted.

Serria listened at the door to the back room. She could hear the feint moans of Mac coming from the other side. She then took Mac’s keys and walked to Mac’s car She then put the smallest amount of fuel in it and drove off. She had a drop site just down the road, and a local towing company would happily dispose of it from there.

Gwen watched Serria drive off recording that as well. She then quietly made her way down to the gas station. Finally, with a few bars of signal she sent the messages. But not wanting to be dependent on others checking their messages, she called 911.

“Hello 911 dispatch. What’s going on.”

“I think I saw that fugitive women.”

“Do you mean Gwen Everts?”

“Yeah, the one from the news report.”

“This is emergency services, you need to call the detective number on the wanted notice. If you’ll hold, I’ll transfer you.”

“No this is an emergency. She was snooping around the gas station by the highway. I think she’s trying to break inside.”

“Oh.” The dispatch woman said as she franticly typed. “There’s an officer in route now. Are you safe?”

“I’m fine. I just left. But hurry before she escapes.” Gwen said as she hung up the phone.

With back up secured, she got to work on the locks. The lock to the gas station was easy for her to pick. She then made her way to the back room. She struggled with the lock trying to get it to open. She could hear Mac struggling on the other side and wanted to free her.

She was just about there when she heard, “Just what do you think you’re doing?”

She turned seeing Serria just behind her. “I’m freeing the woman you kidnapped.”

Serria gasped. “You. You’ve returned. I should have known you’d have something to do with this. Oh, the police said ‘Don’t worry. She’s miles away from here.’ But I knew. Well, it looks like I’m getting a two for one today.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”

“Why’s that?”

Gwen then pointed behind Serria. Serria then looked and saw two patrol cruisers roll up with light. She then backed away from Gwen as she put on a distraught face.

The cops surrounded the building before swarming in guns drawn. “Freeze. Hands where we can see them.” They shouted.

Both women froze and put their hands in the air. Serria then stated her spiel. “Oh, thank god you got here. She wanted to get revenge on me. She’s a maniac, you have to stop her.”

The cops turned their attention to Gwen who remained stoic. They noticed the phone in her hand and said, “Put the phone down and walk forward.”

Gwen complied with the first command. But once the phone was on the ground, she kicked it under the door to the back room. And as the cops rushed her, she smiled the biggest shit eating grin to Serria. Gwen was promptly tackled and cuffed by the cops. They then got her up and started to walk her outside. “Oh, by the way. All my accomplice’s info is on that phone. Just an FYI.”

Two police officers continued taking her outside with another two went to Serria. “We’re going to need you to open the closet for us.”

Serria was sweating bullets. Her previous calm demeanor was vanished. “Um. I don’t know if I can. The owner doesn’t allow non staff back there.”

“Yes, but we need to retrieve that phone. It should only take a second. Then we’ll get your statement and hopefully clear this mess up.”

“Yeah, but don’t you like need a warrant.”

The cops’ friendly attitude was dropped. “Not in this case. We caught a fugitive of the state in here and saw her deliberately hide something back there. So, you can open the door, or we can kick it in and just see what you got back there.”

“How about I retrieve the phone and give it to you?”

“Look. Right now, I really don’t care if you’re selling pot or everything’s not up to code. But I need to retrieve that phone. So, unlock the door and let me do my job. And if I see anything else, I’ll give you a week to remove it. Sound good.”

“Ugh…” Serria said as her mind raced. She didn’t know how to get out of it. But before she came up with an excuse the other cops returned with a slew of more cops and detectives.

“Arrest that woman.” One of the incoming sergeants said.

“Yes sir.” The cop interrogating Serria said as her pull out his cuffs.

Serria then tried to bolt. But with cops on all sides of her she got nowhere. She was then promptly cuffed and taken to a cruiser parked next to the one Gwen was in.

The cops then unlocked the back door and found Mac. She was a mess of herself. Completely naked and worked up from the crotch rope, too horny to realize that she wasn’t able to get herself off from it. But seeing her colleagues come to her rescue pushed her over that cliff.

The cops gave Mac a moment before one of the female officers took her gag off. “It’s ok. You’re safe now. If you give us a moment will get you out of this.”

“Oh, thank you. Thank you.” Mac replied as the horror of the situation dawned on everyone face. All the nearby cops realized that they had just saved one of their own.

Mac was embarrassed, but too exhausted to show it. Once freed from her bindings, she told her workmates all that Serria had done to her. She then told them she wanted a moment to thank the person who told them what had happened.

Gwen had sat in the back seat of the cruiser for awhile now. She watched it all unfold and watched them take Serria away. And when she saw Mac walk towards her wrapped in a towel she smiled to herself. At least she hadn’t failed Mac.

She was surprised when the cop escorting Mac opened the door. “Mac here wants to say something to you.”

“Can I have a moment alone?” Mac asked.

The female officer looked Gwen over for a second. Before saying, “Sure, just don’t let her go.”

Gwen warmly smiled up at Mac as the officer walked away. And Mac returned the same smile back. She then bent her head down until her forehead touched Gwen’s. “Thank you. For all of this.”

“Shush. Don’t speak.” Gwen replied.

Mac then embraced Gwen in a warm hug. “I don’t want you to go?”

“Don’t worry. I should be able to get out now. Besides, I have an officer of the law in my corner.”

“I know. But I don’t know what to do without you.”

“It won’t that bad. Besides, I left you some instructions at your house. It’ll be like I there with you.”

The two then kissed as the officer reapproached. “Alright. You’ve had your moment.”

Mac then breaks away from Gwen and recovers herself. She then blows Gwen a kiss as Gwen is taken away. She fondly watches the patrol car drive away, determined to free Gwen.
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Mac wore a loose pink dress with matching four-inch heels. Her wavy blond hair pulled back and flowing to her shoulders. She leaned on the hood of her car with her arms resting by her side as she waited.

It had been a month since her ordeal and her life had changed. She was no longer employed with the police department. After expressing herself in front of literally half the force, and all that had happened before they arrived, she had quietly be let go with some hard earned hush money. And she had spent her every waking moment getting Gwen released. And today, she finally got to see her come out.

She had been at the prison since 9 am, and now at 2:28 the front gates opened. Two women made their way towards the exit. One wore a guard’s uniform, and the other was unmistakably Gwen. She smiled and she stood up straight waiting for Gwen to be completely released.

Gwen walked slow with the guard. She wore the same clothes she had been rearrested on her way out. And at the gate she turned to the guard and gave her a big hug. She whispered something into her ear before letting go and running to Mac.

As she got close, she dropped her bag of personal items as she hopped into Mac’s arms. The two fell back onto the hood of the car as the two kissed. After a moment, Gwen said, “I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too.” Mac replied as she held Gwen.

The two made out for several minutes before they regained control over their actions. Mac then gently set Gwen back on the ground. Smiling as she thought about all the fun they were going to get into. She then retrieved Gwen’s bag as Gwen hopped into the driver’s seat.

Getting in the passengers, she tossed the bag to the back. They kissed yet again as Gwen started up the car. “I can’t wait to get you home.”

Mac blushed as she kissed Gwen. Parting, the two buckled and Gwen started off. Mac looked around, her training as a cop still in good form. She noticed the guard still standing at the gate and saw her look upset. But when Gwen turned the radio on and pulled her into another kiss, she let it go. She was going to enjoy the moment.

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Twin Replacement (F/F scenes)!


It was a chilly night. Emily was sitting in a cab on her way home from a night of drinking with her friends. The cab pulled to a stop eventually pretty close to Emily's apartment complex.

"Keep the change." Emily handed the cab driver a twenty dollar bill and opened the door. She stepped out of the car and watched the cab drive away. She put her hands in her coat pockets and started walking down the snowy sidewalk.

Emily had been fairly lucky in life. She had a job she loved, loads of close friends and parents she could always count on. She was also very beautiful. Bright blue eyes, long blonde hair and a sleek body with pleasing assets. She became single barely a week ago after her boyfriend had suddenly barged into her apartment accusing her of cheating on him. She had done no such thing and the relationship reached an abrupt end as the argument led nowhere but a screaming match. After a few days of coping with the sudden breakup, she decided that she was taking a break from men for a while and instead focused on having fun with her friends. She didn't want to talk about the breakup so when asked about it by her concerned friends she calmly changed the subject. For now, she was fine with her modest, single lifestyle.

"Excuse me! Sorry!" Emily stopped in her tracks as a stranger was hurrying towards her. It was a woman who looked remarkably distressed. "I'm so sorry for bothering you but do you think you could help me?"

"Umm.. what do you need?" Emily replied with slight worry in her voice.

The stranger took a deep breathe before explaining without pause ."I was on my way home when suddenly my car broke down and there was this guy who stopped by to fix it and he seemed really nice but then he started acting flirty and he started demanding things so I ran and and I think he's following me and my phone's dead and and.. I don't know what to do"

Emily had to focus to take it all in as the stranger frantically explained. "Okey! Okey. Please try to calm down." The stranger took a few deep and controlled breaths. "Look, I live just up here. Follow me." Emily headed off towards her apartment complex just up the road as the stranger quickly followed.

"Thank you thank you thank you!" The stranger repeated almost the entire way to Emily's apartment. Emily unlocked her apartment door and the pair headed inside.

"Don't worry. You're safe now. There's a charger for your phone over there." Emily said as she finally got a good look of the stranger. She had her hood up while they were outside but now her face was on full display. She was beautiful. Bright blue eyes, long blonde hair. If Emily wasn't an only-child she could have guessed that this stranger was her sister.

"Thank you again." The stranger put down her bag and plugged the charger into her phone. She returned to Emily and reached out her hand. "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Hannah." Emily grabbed Hannah's hand in return.

"I'm Emily. Nice to meet you. Do you want anything? Some tea? Coffee? A drink?"

"Oooh, a drink would be lovely after everything I've been through. Any drink is fine. I'm not picky." Hannah took a seat on the couch.

"Alright, coming right up." Emily entered the kitchen and started mixing a simple drink. She was back in the living room fairly quickly with two tall glasses in hand. "Here you go. It's just a simple screwdriver. Nothing fancy." Emily took a seat as well.

"Thank you so much." Hannah took a sip of her drink and smiled at Emily. "It's so good! But, umm... could you get me a glass of water as well?"

Emily took a quick sip of her own drink and got up to her feet. "Yeah, of course." She left her glass on the table and walked off towards the kitchen. She returned a few moments later and gave Hannah a glass of water before sitting down and taking a big gulp of her drink.

The two of them sat and talked for a while. Eventually both of their glasses had run dry and Emily started to feel tired. She felt like she could barely move when she tried to get up. She slumped back onto the couch as she started to drift off into unconciousness. Hannah stood up and walked over to Emily, looking down on her. "Oh... how I've waited for this moment... dear sister." This was the last thing Emily heard before falling into a deep sleep.

Hannah grinned as she looked at her sleeping sister. She wasted no time as she grabbed her bag off the floor and opened it. It was filled to the brim with rope, tape and all kinds of other things she would need. She would need to attend another matter before she could start tying up her sister.

She reached for the top button on Emily's white shirt and unbuttoned it. She did this for all the buttons until she could pull the shirt off completely, leaving Emily in her bra which Hannah quickly unclasped and threw to the floor. Emily's boobs were now bare in all their glory and Hannah couldn't resist the urge to give them a quick squeeze before moving on to Emily's pants. She quickly pulled down her jeans and tossed them as well onto the growing pile of clothes on the floor. She decided to leave Emily's white panties alone for now while she instead removed both of her no-show socks. Just before she was gonna throw them onto the pile, she had an idea. She lifted Emily's panties slightly and inserted a small cordless vibrator into her pussy before she laid both socks flat like a pad so they would rest snuggly against Emily's pussy before snapping the panties back into place. The vibrator was left off for the moment.

With Emily now almost completely naked, Hannah could start with the fun part. The only part that could risk ruining Hannah's grand plan was if Emily would wake up prematurely and the essentials weren't tied already so, she forced Emily's arms behind her back before she grabbed some rope and tied it around Emily's wrists. She tied it off rather tight as she grabbed another length of rope and pushed Emily's legs together and then tied the rope around her ankles. As part of Hannah's preliminary precautions, she quickly grabbed a roll of wide microfoam tape and ripped of a large piece which she then pressed hard onto Emily's lips. She smoothed it out along her cheeks creating a nice and tight gag. Hannah had bigger plans for her sister's gag but she needed something at least just in case Emily woke up and started screaming for help.

With the precautions done, Hannah could start getting serious. She decided to start with Emily's upper body. She took a length of rope and tied it as tight as she could around her elbows. Next, she tied one below her boobs, pinning her arms tightly to her back and then repeating the same thing above her boobs. She then reinforced the ties by leading another rope underneath the rope under Emily's boobs and then pulled it hard upwards making Emily's boobs puff upwards as if she was wearing a push up bra. Hannah tied it all off behind Emily's back where she would never reach. Though it wouldn't matter if she could reach or not when Hannah was done with her. Hannah then reached into her bag and grabbed four small bullet vibrators and a roll of duct tape. She taped two of the vibrators to each side of Emily's perked nipples before repeating the process on the other boob. They were left turned off for now.

Satisfied with Emily's upper body for now, Hannah turned her attention to Emily's slender legs. She started with a length of rope tied tightly just below Emily's knees and then repeated the process above her knees. She was sure this was already enough but grabbed another length of rope nonetheless and tied it around Emily's thighs just below her buttcheeks. She then reached into her bag and pulled out what looked like a shoelace. She tied it tightly around Emily's bigtoes. Hannah reached into her bag once more and grabbed another two small bullet vibrators. She taped them onto Emily's soles before deciding to wrap a few laps of tape around her feet for good measure. These too were left off.

Hannah stepped back and admired her tightly bound sister. There was more to be done but for now, her sister's bondage was adequate. Hannah grabbed hold of Emily and carried her like a husband would have carried his wife.

They reached Emily's bedroom where Hannah laid Emily down on top of the bed. She rolled Emily over so she lay on her stomach. Next, Hannah sat down at Emily's dressing table. She then reached for her phone and propped it up with a photo of Emily taken just a few days ago on the display. She started applying make up to herself so she would look just like her sister. She took great care making sure everything matched. Skin tone, small birthmarks and such. She ended up having to shape her eyebrows just a smidge in order to match perfectly.

After an hour of careful finetuning with her make up, Hannah heard movement behind her on the bed. She turned around and looked at her bound sister. It seemed like Emily was beginning to wake up. "nnnnnghhh...." Hannah observed how Emily was lightly moving in her bound state.

Emily's eyes slowly opened. Her vision was hazy and even the faint light was blinding. She closed her eyes again. She felt weird. Her body felt constricted. She tried to move her arms but that proved impossible. They simply wouldn't move. Her legs were the same. She tried once again to open her eyes slowly. Her vision was still hazy and the light was still blinding. But she forced herself to adjust. She could eventually make out a shape of a person sitting down in front of her. "Hhnngahh...?"

"Good morning, sis! Had a nice nap?" Hannah said smiling at her sister. Emily's eyes finally adjusted and she had to do a double take. Hannah looked exactly like her. It was like looking at a mirror.

"Whht thh fhhck?!" Emily started struggling on the bed while Hannah reached for a small remote.

"Hey! Stop moving around so much or you'll regret it." Hannah said in a commanding voice which Emily promptly ignored. Hannah sighed and pushed the button. In an instant, all the vibrators were turned on at the same time.

"MMNNNNGGHHHH!!" Emily spasmed as she felt the vibrations in her crotch, rocking both her nipples and on her soles. This didn't make Emily stop moving but more make her buck around like a mad bull. The vibrators on her soles felt like someone was tickling her feet and the vibrators on her nipples made her hornier than she thought possible. After just a minute, she moaned as she reached her climax, juices soaking through the pair of socks stuffed in her panties.

Hannah pushed the button again and all the vibrators turned off at once. Emily panted like crazy in her afterglow as Hannah approached her.

"Damn, sis! Didn't think you'd cum that fast!" Hannah said as she reached into Emily's panties and pulled out the cum soaked socks.

"Mmmnnnnghhh..." Emily moaned still not quite sure what was going on. This had to be some weird dream she thought. Hannah reached into her bag and pulled out a ziplocked bag, already filled with all kinds of dirty laundry.

"Time to get that gag fixed. Isn't just a strip of tape boring?"

"Mnngh!"

"Aww, glad you agree. Our first mutual opinion as sisters. Must be a twin thing." Hannah opened the bag and pulled out a dirty looking pair of light blue panties with the crotch area heavily stained, still looking damp. "I've worn all of these panties as I fantasized about this moment and I'm gonna be honest... the thought always made me so insanely horny."

Hannah grabbed hold of the microfoam tape covering Emily's mouth and gently peeled it so Emily's mouth was uncovered. "HEEELPPhhnnmhh!" Just as Emily tried to scream for help, Hannah forced the pair of dirty panties inside her mouth. Emily spluttered as the taste of her evil twin's sweat and cum filled her mouth. Hannah also shoved the two cum stained socks into each of Emily's cheeks. Hannah then grabbed another pair of panties from the bag while Emily grunted in disgust.

"I mean just think about it. Some stranger who looks just like you suddenly kidnaps you, forces you to suck on their dirty panties and then they hide you away where no one will ever find you just so they can take your place in society." Hannah said excitedly while she rammed the second pair of panties into Emily's mouth while Emily was getting more and more horrified about what was going on.

"Nnmgh! Phhlsh nhh!" Emily cried as Hannah grabbed a thong from the bag which she shoved into Emily's mouth and deliberatly placed them on top of Emily's tongue.

"Oh my god! It still turns me the hell on!" Hannah shouted as she smoothed the tape over Emily's mouth, sealing the panties inside before she slid her pants down revealing a pair of red panties. She started rubbing her pantycovered pussy while Emily was forced to watch.

"Ohh mmngh ghhd! Whht thh fhhck!" Emily watched in horror as Hannah moaned louder and louder. She bit her lip and grabbed hold of the remote and then looked into Emily's eyes and smirked. Emily shook her head desperatly but Hannah didn't care. She pushed the button and the vibrators on Emily's body surged back to life. "MMMNGHHH!! Mnnnnnngh!!!" Emily started grunting and bucking around again while Hannah pleasured herself in pure ecstasy as she watched the show.

Once again Emily's feet felt like someone was tickling her soles without mercy, her nipples hardened and made her fume while her pussy was pulsing with pleasure. Hannah watched the spectacle and was rubbing herself fiercly, her hand now tucked inside her panties. "Oh my god!" Hannah shouted as she was reaching closer to a messy climax.

"MNNNNGGGGHH!!!" Moaned Emily as she was just on the edge as well. She finally went over as she hit her second orgasm of the night. At almost the exact same time, Hannah came too. She moaned in pure bliss as her juices stained her red panties.

After basking for a few moments in the afterglow, she reached for the remote and turned the vibrators off. Emily panted fast and hard as the vibrations stopped and so too did Hannah. "Holy..hell... That was insane, sis. Our first mutual orgasm!"

"nnnghh.. mmmnhh..." Emily moaned through the panties in her mouth. Her mind was a complete mess after two earthshattering orgasms.

"Oh, yeah! Thanks for the reminder. I should probably finish up your gag." Hannah said as Emily wondered how her gag could possibly not be finished already. Hannah completely slid her pants off before pulling down her panties. She stretched the freshly cum stained panties over Emily's head making sure the cum stained crotch panel was right over her sister's nose.


"MMMMMMGHHHHH!!!" Shrieked Emily as her sense of smell was assaulted with her devilish sister's cum. She could feel the wetness on her nose. She held her breath as she began shaking her head like crazy trying to get the pair off her head. The pair of panties didn't budge and after only a few seconds, she had to breathe and took in a quick but deep breathe of her sisters juices.

While Hannah did enjoy watching her sister struggle, she had to move on and grabbed a roll of duct tape and started wrapping it around Emily's mouth all around her head. She kept going until she had done twenty laps going just below her nose to even under her chin. Now Emily was considerably more muffled and Hannah's cum stained panties was permanently trapped on her face, leaving her with no choice but to breathe through them much to her dismay.

"Ohh mhh ghhd.... phhlsh lhh mhh gh!" Emily pleaded while Hannah reached into her bag and pulled out a pair of scissors. She then used it to cut off Emily's panties. "NNNGH!" Emily tried to protest but Hannah just smiled at her while she folded the panties into a nice pad. She then pressed the pad over Emily's nose and used the tape to wrap a few more layers. Now Emily was forced to breathe through both her evil twin sister's cum as well as her own. "Mmmnnnnngggggghhh..."

"So, sis!" Hannah started as she finished wrapping the tape around Emily's head. "Which one of us smells best?"

"Nheighee!" Emily groaned as her sense of smell was assaulted by the scent of their combined arousal.

"Aww, thanks! I'm so flattered!" Hannah smiled while Emily sighed and rolled her eyes.

Hannah once again reached into her bag. Emily was already dreading what she was gonna pull out of there. It was more rope and another roll of duct tape. "Let's get you ready for transport."

Hannah reached into her bag again and took out two tennis balls. She held them towards Emily's hands. "Grab these. Grip them hard." Emily did as she was told. Reluctantly so but she still did it. Hannah started wrapping Emily's hands with tape until they looked like thick mittens. She then taped the thick mittens together into one big fused package.

Next, she grabbed a length of rope and started tying it around Emily's waist. "Mngh!" Emily grunted as Hannah tightened it. It felt kind of like a tight corset. Hannah then led the rope down and inbetween Emily's legs and grabbed behind Emily's back. "Hmmph?!" Hannah then pulled it hard upwards so the rope dug hard into Emily's pussy. "NNNNNNNNNGHGHHGHGHG!!!!" Emily shrieked surprisingly loudly behind her thick gag. Hannah paid her no mind and looped the rope under the waistrope and then tugged hard a few times, tightening the crotchrope. "Mnnghh! Mnnnggghhhhhh!!" Hannah then tied the rope off at the back of the waistrope as tight as she could. The result was a super tight crotchrope which felt like Emily was receiving a brutal wedgie from both her front and her back at the same time. This also pushed the small vibrator right up tight against her clit.

"I suppose that's everything. This is my apartment now. Everything you own is mine. Lucky for me I stalked you for nearly three years to get your speech and mannerisms down, huh?" Emily's eyes widened. The last hope that she was clinging onto was that her friends or family would easily see through this imposter and sense something was wrong. She started panicking as the reality set in. "Oh, right. Sorry about your boyfriend. I just kissed some random guy while he was looking and the rest worked itself out. I mean, I couldn't have him in the picture if I were to do this. He might have spotted certain... differences."

"NNGGHH!!" Emily screamed at the realisation that her sister was the reason her boyfriend accused her of cheating. It all made sense and it made her so angry. "HLLLPPH!! PHHLLS!!" Emily shouted through her gag, desperate that someone would hear her through the thick walls.

Hannah reached into her bag and pulled out a small syringe. "When you wake up, you'll be at your new home." Emily frantically shook her head while Hannah pushed the syringe into Emily's arm and pushed the content into her body. After just a few seconds, Emily began to feel woozy and a few seconds after that, she was out like a light.

Hannah smirked as her sisters sweet and cushy life was now hers for the taking. She just had to play the role of her sister perfectly while around people she knew. But she wasn't worried. She had practiced for years for this very reason. Now to hide away the real Emily where no one will ever look.

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Great read Mega and the captive was very stupid

Definitely was Steve but made for a good story mate.

[Ringo16885]

Good story mega could have a sequel?

[mega23101982]

Good story mega could have a sequel?

Thinking about it Ringo mate

[Ronnie1967]

Good story mega

[mega23101982]

Good story mega

Thanks Ronnie

[mega23101982]

The Mission From Above (F/F Scenes)!



'Quiet back there!' Elanor stated as she drove later at night than she preferred too be out, especially with her having to be up for Sunday mass in the morning! 'I don't want too sedated you Leah! Your safe and secure so relax please?' Eleanor asked as she looked in the back seat at Leah the international footballer, she had the tall athletic blonde cuffed behind and grey tape gagged with her sock for stuffing inside. 'If you and Jordan are cold I will turn the heating up ladies?' Elanor asked as she looked at Leah in her white thong and black sports bra laid on the back seat no longer struggling as scared to anger her kidnapper! In the passenger seat her secret girlfriend and ex international footballer Jordan was hand cuffed behind and over the mouth gagged with a purple cloth holding her sock in her mouth! Elanor rubbed Jordan's thigh as her captive sat in her white knickers and vest top. Jordan was also blonde and athletic but was only five foot two inches tall, fives inches shorter than Leah. 'I have too help you both stop sinning and influencing others to sin!' Elanor said has she hit a controller button and the vibrating eggs in both both prisoners vagina's began to tease but not fulfil them! 'God will forgive you and love you, like he has myself when he sent me on this mission to cure all you lesbians'!



My parents were sinners! They weren't married when they had me and didn't even baptise me before they abandoned me at the doors of an orphanage in Eastern Europe ran by a group of sisters that served God! They were strict, but only when they needed to be, with the important things like not doing bible study? Then they gave you lashes! Like when I got ungodly thoughts about other girls, especially when they were stripped, bound, gagged and lashed! I let the thoughts grow and was caught pleasuring myself! The sisters cured me they gave me a special Godly potion and treatment no I have no ungodly thoughts ever, I can't! Ungodly people shut the orphanage and said they 'abused' us but they did not, they saved me! I realised I was part of Gods plan and I have to help other sinners!



I am now considered a professor and author in the 'fields', as they are called, of sociology, psychology and theology! I travel the world giving lectures, public speaking, conferences and other unimportant things that I have to enable my missions from God! I know I need money to buy the resources and the time and accessibility the ungodly things I do and say! That is why I make sure I receive my lashes and other 'penances' I do to seek forgiveness for the ungodly things I do too help stop the lesbian sinners and the corruption they bring by influencing other! Like Leah and Jordan who make people believe it is okay and not against God's wishes!



'I know it is early but I have to go to mass to receive God's blessing, forgiveness and guidance!' Elanor told her captives as she got out of bed and entered the bathroom too wash, clean and dress for church. Leah and Jordan couldn't respond as Leah was wrap around black tape gagged and Jordan over the mouth gagged with a black cloth holding a moist sponge with liquid in her mouth like Leah was also! Leah and Jordan both gave angry glares still half naked as before as Elanor checked the zip ties holding Leah's wrists too the chair arms and legs. Jordan the same except her wrists were behind her! 'Use this! I will feed you when I return!' The captives were humiliated as their underwear was lowered to wee in a device before vibrating eggs were returned too their vaginas! 'Sorry I can't get you to mass but this Godly advice will help you!' Elanor stated as she turned on the TV and made her captives watch a video on Godly marriages and relationships and then a heterosexual porn movie to show them correct relations of sorts?



'Harder! Again! Harder!' After mass Elanor went to give 'penance'! She hired BDSM women too whip her! Nothing else just punish her, the Mistresses thought it was weird each time their was only pain and no pleasure? But Elanor paid really well! Elanor had made a sex video as insurance tricking Jordan that Leah was playing a sex game! Leah was naked and cuffed with her legs and arms spread while red ball gagged and wearing a black sleeper blindfold with 'sexy beast' wrote in red on the mask! Jordan smiled as she read a note asking her too do ungodly things like licking her out while groping her tits! Then she shoved a dildo inside Leah while rubbing her sex with her other hand causing her girlfriend too climax twice! Elanor then entered and clack cloth cleave gagged Jordan before releasing Leah and been stuck for time but needing a bit more black mail material, recorded Jordan laid in her underwear gagged but unbound been fingered too orgasm by Leah wearing her white thong and black sports bra!



Elanor returned home and after hand feeding her captives and allowing them too toilet while bound to it and gagged as before, it was time for their final treatment! wearing only their knickers and straitjacketed they had plugs in their vagina and anus and a big red ball gag in their mouths! They were injected with a drug and taken into a padded room for twelve hours to be reprogrammed! Both ladies woke at home totally unaware of what they had been through but no longer wanting to be with other woman! As proud as Elanor was of what she had done too return the ladies to been 'Godly' she was also in need of 'further penance' and had another mission with the worst of sinners! While studying Leah's and Jordan's possessions she discovered they had both had secret relations with a supposedly godly married mother of two!



Laura was her countries most successful female Olympian in terms of appearances and medals and was know a regular TV sports presenter and celebrity that had received her countries highest civilian award possible! Laura was a very pretty athletic blonde who stood five foot one and had a cute belly button piercing! However she refused to do sexual modelling and this earned her lots of respect from religious and public figures! Her husband is her counties most successful male athlete also in terms of medals and events, but less involved in TV as not as comfortable doing TV as Laura. He know is an Olympic Coach and also received his countries highest civilian honour! They had two pre school children and Laura seemed a perfect human, but Elanor knew she was an 'Ungodly Lesbian Sinner and needed saving'!



'Wow you all must of been tired?' Laura said has she returned home from 'meeting a friend' to find her husband fast asleep in bed like her children were! Laura had stripped down too her pink panties and white bra when Elanor overpowered her quickly by shoving her arm up her back and hand gagging her with such ease! 'I have only sedated your family Laura, spiked their drinks, I will pay penance for my sins but first I must fix your sins and save you!' Elanor stated as Laura excepted she was no match for the much stronger woman who shoved a foam ball in her mouth and over the mouth gagged her with a white cloth before zip tying her wrists behind her back! 'I need to but this inside you Laura to begin 'saving you'! So I must get you ready, remember too stay quiet for your family please?' Laura was made to stand next too the bed her husband was unconscious in while been stimulated with an Hitachi Wand before the low set vibrating egg was inserted inside her vagina! Laura was placed in an almost cowboy lasso and walked out to Elanor's car!



'This is why Alex couldn't sin with you tonight Laura! I am saving her from sin as well!' Alex an openly gay ex footballer and know presenter was Laura's current secret lover! Laura had never been with a tall, athletic and black woman until she met Alex. Alex was wearing just a black thong holding her egg inside her and was cuffed behind, ankles zip tied and tight black cleave gagged! Laura was placed in the front and Elanor rubbed her thigh as she drove off! Alex and Laura went through the same ritual as Leah and Jordan as Elanor 'cured' them and made them Godly again, (Including Alex's girlfriend who went back to dating men out of frustration at Alex leaving her)!



Elanor had the time to 'save' too more ladies in the country before she left who had actually married each other? Such a betrayal of God to Elanor and the Rugby players Jazmin and Lisha really needed Elanor to 'Save' them from their sins! Elanor had real penance to pay after this one as the drugging of the sinners had failed! Jazmin stood in light blue panties and a white and blue polka dot bra with her wrists cuffed behind and a red cloth cleave gagged! Lisha was restrained the same in a green underwear set with blue trim and both were stimulated with a Hitachi Wand before having the vibrating eggs inserted inside them set low to 'prepare' them! 'Sorry I have marked you both, once I have helped return you both to God I will pay for my sins in penance!' Elanor stated after bruising both captives and causing Lisha's lip and Jazmin's nose to bleed! Elanor was an excellent fighter when Gods work needed it Jazmin though a small brunette was very muscular and strong as Was Lisha also a brunette but carrying more mass than her now 'ex-wife'! Yes Elanor 'cured' both and they were both bridesmaids at each others 'Godly wedding'!



Elanor then moved too the USA and hurt in a car accident that wasn't her fault. As a precaution the ambulance took her too a Chicago hospital. 'How long you been engaged?' Elanor asked the ambulance worker noticing the ring the lady was wearing but didn't like the answer she got! 'I met Leslie at a conference for service workers I was made to go to like SHE was! We laughed at how fitting her name was for her and we hit it off straight away! She is fire fighter we been together two years, next month I become MRS Leslie Shay, (Lauren German)......' The ambulance worker noticed Elanor had stopped listening and shut up. She was right Elanor was planning to 'cure' her later and deliver her from sin!



The ambulance driver was a cute Asian girl of Sri Lankan descent. In great shape she had an identical figure and size to her lover and they both had red knickers with black trim and white bras with black trim that looked cute. What may off been less cute was the tight white cloth cleave gags, handcuffs behind and Hitachi Wands used to stimulate them for the low set vibrating eggs to be inserted inside both ladies. This wasn't cute but ironically erotic preparation as Elanor added both ladies too her 'cured' ladies she 'returned to God'! This mission wasn't the one that brought her to the USA and just fell in her lap! Elanor was here to save her biggest mission yet and bring Nicole Wallace, (Olivia D'Arbo), back to God and stop her Lesbian sins!

[Ronnie1967]

Your best story yet mega and think a know celebrities you loosely based characters on but a keep quiet

[mega23101982]

Thanks Ronnie and thanks keeping secret lol

[Ringo16885]

Definitely need to do more with this character mate

[mega23101982]

Definitely need to do more with this character mate

planning to edit and add too it Ringo thanks

[mega23101982]

Mindy was getting dressed to meet her friends for an afternoon movie and dinner, for the rainy weather made a perfect setting for such events. She’s been looking forward to this relaxing evening with her friends for a while, for they were people who haven’t seen her in a while, and ironically, all of them were in town at the same time. Albeit she’d frequently chat with them online or on the telephone, she didn’t always get a chance to meet up with them in person, since they lived in different cities across the country.
Beginning to get dressed, she admired her form in the mirror with some delight – an athletic 5’8 blonde with thick golden hair, 36DD breasts, full round ass, and a smoothly-shaven pussy stared back at her pleasantly. She smiled at her reflection, as she combed her hair, and let her thick hair fall to her shoulders, and brushed her bangs down neatly. Slowly, she meandered towards her clothing, which were laid out on the bed, and began getting dressed, when the doorbell rang.
Mindy was pulling on her dark-orange solid-colored turtleneck sweater and zipping her dark brown buckskin pants, while hopping on her left leg and trying to get on her dark brown right boot on the way to the door. She shuffled along, intermittently hopping and sliding along, until both boots were on, as well as her pants zipped up and the sweater pulled down snuggly over her ample breasts. Content with her appearance, she strutted towards the door comfortably.
"Who is it?" she asked casually as she was at the door.
"It's me! Mandy," the voice from behind the door replied nervously.
Mandy was Mindy's identical twin sister, who lived nearby in the neighboring city. Typically, Mandy didn’t usually come out to visit unless it was a holiday or some kind of trouble, so Mindy quickly opened the door. Mandy immediately rushed in, dressed in a tan raincoat and bright red high heels, with Mindy quickly closing the door behind to prevent any rain or anything else from entering.Mindy and Mandy had grown up together, and had been very much alike, until a tragedy struck and both of them were orphaned. Roughly 15 years before when they were 13 years old, their mother committed suicide, by mixing alcohol with a variety of different types of pills. While the reasoning behind this was still a mystery, and no father or other relatives to take care of them, they both managed to survive the ordeal together; however they both reacted to this death in similar but different ways. While they both became somewhat spacey and bubbly in nature, their personalities slightly changed from being alike, and started to diverge from each other in minor little ways.
For Mindy, she had become a musician who supported herself as a folk singer, who was easily able to express herself, and masseuse, and had a weird, fanciful mind. She’d managed to set herself up, using the lower portion of her brownstone as an office and parlor, while the upstairs remained private.
For Mandy, most people had no clue what she’d been up, for no one knew… yet, there were similarities with her twin – she somehow managed to get by; yet like her sister, she was spacey as well, but she also had a mean streak within her.
They slowly grew apart, yet would still try to meet up here and there, but mainly due to Mindy’s planning and persistence.What's wrong?" Mindy asked with an obvious note of concern in her voice and glanced at her twin.
Mandy looked unusually mean and irritable, with an angry expression across her face, as a variety of other expressions crossed her face – fear, paranoia, and confusion.
"The police are after me."
"The police..? Why are the police after you?" Mindy asked, shocked by the statement.
"I've been doing tricks and some little porno bits..." Mandy stated as-a-matter-of-fact, while still glancing around the room, and occasionally, out the window.
"Tricks and porno..? I don't understand." Mindy stared confusedly at her twin, as she attempted to understand what was going on, while Mandy grew more annoyed.
Sometimes the air between Mindy's ears was unusually annoying, Mandy thought as to how she’d explain this to her dense twin. She finally decided that the best possible way and probably the only one way to answer her sister quickly. She unbuttoned the raincoat and let it fall to the floor. Mindy let out an exasperated yelp, followed by a gasp when she saw what her twin was wearing – a G-string and a spangled bra, with nothing else.
"Ya see?" Mandy asked impatiently, to which Mindy slowly nodded.
"So the police are after you--"
"And the mob…" Mandy interrupted and added curtly, while her mind seemed elsewhere and trying to figure things out on her own.
"The mob…?"
"Well, I don't know for sure if they're the mob or just some bad guys who want to hurt or possibly kill me... but in either case, it’s not good!” Mandy stated briskly, yet her tone changed slightly as she continued, “So, are you going to help me or not?"
"Help you? Help you how?" Mindy inquired, still trying to get a full grasp of the situation, while uncertain how to deal with it.
"What do you think? Give me money… Help me get out town…" Mindy watched her sister speak those words, while seeing her pace back and forth within the parlor. Still uncertain what to do, but wanting to help, she glanced at her sister, as a realization came to her…
"Oh," Mindy fretted, "But if it's the police, they'll put out an ABP… And if it’s the mob will follow you. More than likely, they'll find you... They'll both find you. Just leaving town isn't enough, for there’s got to be something else..."
"You know what? You're right, sis," Mandy said dejectedly, as thought crossed her mind. Glancing behind her twin sister, she offered a quizzical look and asked, “Hmm… What's that over there?"
As Mindy simply turned around to look, Mandy picked up a heavy empty vase from the nearby end-table and slammed her twin sister on the head. Mindy's eyes widened and glazed over as she fell forward on the hardwood floor. Mandy looked down at Mindy laying face down and out cold, with a widening smile.
"You know, you're the only person I know who can be both smart and stupid at the same time,” Mandy stooped down to clear away the pieces of the vase, placing them into a pile. “You're right… my leaving town isn't good enough... it was just a quick and immediate thought… But… if I became you, and leave town, well, that's something else altogether." Her smile grew even wider.
Walking to the bathroom, and getting out a pair of scissors and a towel, she grinned down at her unconscious identical twin. Despite having been apart for a while, the only difference between them both was their hairstyles and a minor difference at that - Mindy had bangs and she didn’t, but their hair was about the same length and style otherwise. Mandy was going to remedy that in a moment, with a few snips of the scissors.
Content with the hairstyle, Mandy surveyed her unconscious twin sister with new found delight, as she continued to onto the jewelry. Seeing only a pair of stud earring and a simple ring on her right hand, she transferred them to her own form, while placing her own large hoop earrings onto the nearest end-table.Next, Mandy began to focus on the clothing, as she undid her bra, letting it fall to the floor and stepped out of her G-string and high heel shoes. Collecting her clothing, she simply placed them on the nearest chair, and returned to look over her twin. Then she stooped down and turned Mindy over, and began to remove her sister’s clothing. Lifting the turtleneck sweater up on her twin’s unconscious form as well as unzipping her pants, she purred happily.
Mindy was not wearing a bra and in fact, didn't own one, Mandy mused while observing her sister’s partial nude form. Mandy, who was naked, looked down at Mindy's ample breasts and couldn’t help but comment.
"Well, there's no disguising that we're twin sisters."
She continued to slide the turtleneck sweater off Mindy, and lifted it over her head, placing it on a nearby chair. Unzipping her pants, Mandy pulled them down, and took them off along with her ankle boots. Necessity, especially to the idea of being identical to Mindy, compelled Mandy to also take Mindy's panties, which were generic white panties with some frilly lace. She pulled them off gingerly, chuckling to herself and her silent twin.
"Well, since you haven't had sex in like 500 years, I guess they're safe, and what’s good for one twin is good for the other..." She stated aloud with some dark humor.
Sliding on Mindy’s panties, followed by slipping on the buckskin pants, she grinned happily, noting how perfectly they fit. Truly these twins were identical, even in body type. Next, she slid on Mindy’s ankle boots, noting that their feet were still the same size, and smiled even wider. Grabbing the dark orange turtleneck sweater, she slipped it over her head and purred contently, as Mindy’s favorite sweater fit Mandy perfectly, hugging her ample breasts equally as they did Mindy.
Mandy stood up, adjusting her clothes. Dressed in Mindy's clothes and boots, she grinned widely, as she pondered the finishing touches of make-up. She looked in the nearby mirror and mussed up her hair to match Mindy's typically unkempt hair, a manner of styling which wasn’t hard to replicate, at least, as much as possible, and neatly out her bangs, as she had seen her sister do several times before.
She went to the bathroom and washed her makeup off, found Mindy's lipstick and eye shadow, and applied them as she’d noted her sister wore, using them. Soon, she admitted that if what she saw in the mirror had been a picture, even she would think that it was of Mindy.

Some minutes later, Mandy came out of the bathroom, looked down at her sister, naked on the floor, and tried to decide what to do. Several ideas came to mind, yet not one seemed to work with her, while she sorted her thoughts aloud.
"I could dress you in my clothes and throw you off the roof... I mean, it's not like we've been close… On the other hand, that'll call attention to me - I mean, you - there will be an autopsy and they'll find that you still have your appendix, which would be the sure way to know that you’re not me.” Mandy mused as she continued to talk.
“No… maybe the best thing is to have me be you, keep you out of sight, and I'll get out of town -as you!” The sudden idea seemed to have its merits as Mandy seemed to roll with it.
“I mean, I can be you, easily... I look like you, identical in fact… I'm dressed like you, and I can act like you... Oooh, ooh," she perfectly imitated her twin sister's distracted manner while pretending to chase away imaginary bees.
"Now, let's see how much money you have." Mandy reached into Mindy's beaded bag and found no credit cards. Due to early incidents with the law as a street vendor, Mindy didn't have any credit cards, and frankly, preferred not to have any. Yet, what Mandy did find was a bank book that showed a balance of $67,832.70.
"Well, look at you!" Mandy said to her naked sister, meaning not that she was ogling at her twin’s naked form, which she was not, but that she was looking at what her sister had saved up in her checking account.
"I'll go right to the bank and make a large withdrawal... It’sstill fairly early and can still make it to the bank, especially with you’re bank being a few blocks from here… But, to show you I'm not all bad, I'll leave you $832.70... Or at least $32.70..."

At this point, Mindy let out a moan, interrupting Mandy’s one-sided chat. Luckily for Mandy, Mindy was always one to awaken slowly, regardless from sleep or otherwise…
"Oh yeah," Mandy said as a situation had begun to arise.
"How do I keep you here for a long while, dear sister? I guess I could bonk you on the head again, but don’t want to be destroying all your furniture, like your vase... But maybe there's another way - not that I care either way... Let’s find a better alternative to keep you out of the way, without much hassle..." Rushing quickly to the bathroom, Mandy went looking for some sleeping pills and came out with a box of suppositories.
"Very smart, given what happened to mom... Don't want to take too many by mistake... Sleeping pills in suppository form... Let's give 'em a try, don’t we?" Mandy stated as she rolled Mindy over on her belly. Pulling her twin’s ass up into the air, she quickly removed a suppository from its packaging and placed it against her twin’s rear entrance. Wetting one of her fingers, that wet finger shoved the suppository deep in the hole. A delightful whimper escaped Mindy’s lips…
“It looks like us twins are more alike than it seems, for it appears that I’m not the only one who loves anal…” Mandy chuckled at her twin’s unconscious response, while she removed another suppository from its packaging.
"I think you're only supposed to use one, but what the hell, two will just make sure you sleep a bit longer..." She shoved the second up her twin sister's ass, and almost immediately Mindy yawned loudly. Within moments, Mindy’s breathing changed, letting out small snoring noises, which her twin knew so well. Mindy was out cold – sleeping.
Mandy pulled her sister's legs down and playfully spanked her behind.Mandy left her sister lying there in the middle of the floor, for the moment, as she rummaged for some other items that she’d be able to take with her. Grabbing the beaded bag, which contained most of Mindy’s usual bits of identification, she continued a quick little search of the area. Not really finding much else, she pondered what to do next.
She decided on a little cleaning up, just in case some did manage to get in. Mandy hid her raincoat in the closet, and stuffed the bra and G-string into a box on the closet’s floor. Immediately she clean-up the broken vase, mainly getting all the big pieces, dumped them into the garbage. Having cleaned up all the obvious evidence, she pondered what to do about her unconscious twin…
Lifting her up slowly, Mandy moved Mindy into the parlor, and out of the obvious view of any doorway or window, placing her on a nearby couch. Placing a deep kiss on her twin’s lips, she smiled satisfactorily as she covered her twin with a blanket, in case someone managed to look in and see her. Content with the results so far, she turned to leave, yet offered a dramatic little good bye at the door. Pondering for a moment, she turned dramatically from the door and said to the unconscious Mindy in the next room, "I mean… it's not like we've been close..."

Some time later, Mandy, dressed as Mindy, was happily walking along the street, for the rain had stopped. Occasionally a drizzle would happen, but nothing would dampen her spirits, for she was heading to the bank, and into a lot of money. She continued her happy strut, while sometimes looking into the windows, to see if anyone was following. Content to see that nobody was tailing her, she resumed her course towards the bank.
Just prior to the bank, three women, dressed in a variety of hippy attire accosted her, with a touch of glee in their voices.
“Mindy!” they all chimed together, as a smirk formed on Mandy’s face.Great! Some of Mindy’s flaky friends…” Mandy thought to herself, as she tried to think of a way to lose them. “Uh… Hiyas Gals! I’m heading to the bank… I, uh, need to make a quick withdrawal.”
As if understanding, and not wanting to press much further, they nodded, while mentioning something like “…we’ll wait for you out here…” Mandy’s smirk only grew, as she tried to play it off with some spacey and bubbly routine, for which the women seemed content to accept. She entered the bank, with a mission, and smiled warmly.

After finishing her business at the bank, where she had left about $1,000.00 for her sister, she stuffed her money into her purse, thankful she had gotten most of it in big bills. She waited a moment, as she contemplated how to deal with the “harpies” outside and just exited to meet them head on. It was time to give them a whopper of an excuse and see if she could lose them…
“Um… Mandy’s in some… trouble, so I have to go check on her, as well as… um… see if I can help her out. Sorry…” Mandy managed to explain, for which her friends seemed to have accepted it. She wondered just what her twin had told them about her, but now was neither the time nor place to find out. To her, her top priority was to get out of town, both prior to either the police or the “mob” finding her. She had to make her getaway as soon as possible.
Muttering some apologies, she quickly scooted off, making sure to leave quickly, and to be sure no one was following her. To be certain, she walked a few blocks and would occasionally stop to check her “reflection” – a method of checking if people were behind her. Seeing no one, she let out a sigh of relief as she continued walking onward.

Approaching a used car dealership, she smiled widely, as she saw some nice little bargains on the lots, and quickly homed in on a beat-up blue Mustang, which still seemed to look somewhat decent. She smiled widely, as a salesman approached her, where she deliberately flaunted her bigsweatered breasts, which helped reduce the price of the car as well. Pulling out some big bills, she quickly paid for the car, and was off the lot in her new car, faster than the salesman could put any more moves onto her.
Driving along, laughing aloud and blasting the stereo, Mandy was considering herself to be free, until she saw some lights behind her…

Several hours later, Mindy's phone rang and rang repeatedly. She stirred groggily as she slumped up on the couch and tried to get up, for the effect of the suppositories were still somewhat in effect. Gradually, she crawled, naked, towards the ringing phone, reaching out and fumbling for it, for the phone.
At the same time, there was a pounding on the door, with several voices in the background...

The call was from the police. The pounding was from her friends.

Soon after Mandy had left, she had run into Mindy's friends who were expecting her to go to the movies with them, but she brushed them off with an excuse which seemed plausible, but still seemed somewhat suspicious. Their suspicion grew when they noticed that she was withdrawing such a large sum of money, for the teller’s face was a dead giveaway that the sum was a large amount.
Their suspicions only grew, especially as they tailed Mandy from a distance, and saw her enter a used car lot, which they knew something was up. As Mandy drove off, they knew something was wrong because Mindy did not even know how to drive! With this suspicious behavior, they quickly headed towards Mindy’s house to see what was going on, for it was not “their Mindy” that drove off the that beat-up Mustang. Not getting a response at Mindy’s place, they got worried and realized they had to do something…
They called the police, who tried to pull her over, but upon seeing the lights, Mandy tried to get away – it was one of the main reasons she’d gotten the Mustang. True to her nature, Mandy's instinct to escape took over and she tried to outrace the police. Yet, she was not as good of a driver as she thought she was, for when she took the a sharp turn, the Mustang skidded out of control and she crashed her car into a utility pole, sideways, on Monica Lane and Perry Boulevard.
Trapped within the car, she laid there dazed, as the police arrived and arrested her, for the list of charges pending, as well as a few new ones – driving without a license, speeding, and possible assault and battery on her sister.
She tried to bluff her way out of it, saying she was Mindy, but that just backfired, especially when they asked for a driver’s license and she wasn’t able to produce it. To further confirm her identity as Mandy, a little scar was found on her torso, which indicated that the blonde had surgery – more than likely something minor, like an appendix removal. This evidence helped lock Mandy away, while she still worried about “the mob”.
Yet, no word had been heard from Mindy, which had people worried. The police even suspected Mandy of murdering her twin, to get her identity, while Mindy’s friends wondered where she was. They began to bang on her door, until the police arrived and confirmed it was indeed Mandy that they had. With a sudden fear, Mindy’s friends began to worry even more, especially since Mindy was a typical “home-body”, and tended not to go out much, or so mentioned in their conversations. With this reasonable suspicion, the police broke down the door, to find a groggy, yet blushingly embarrassed, nude blonde on the floor, not far from the telephone, who was crawling slowly towards the ringing phone…It's great to have friends

[mega23101982]

A short story reminding why a sister is a best friend

[MrBigMac1]

Ha Ha best sort of sisters for me