April noticed May’s breasts now had a tinge of purple, so she pulled at the loose end of each zip tie to lift it away from underlying breast flesh enough to snip it with the wire cutters without injuring her sister. Then she pondered silently, “Should I or should I not? Hmmmmmm.” With a smile, she placed the nipple clamps on May’s nipples. That got her attention, as evidenced by the loud moan that not even the ball gag could stifle!
With her sister very restrained and helpless, April herself was now intrigued to some extent. She slipped off her own panties. Carefully, she positioned herself over the other finial and slowly bent her knees, lowering her hips. The finial touched her pussy lips, and she paused, letting her excited wetness anoint it. Then she cautiously lowered herself some more and exclaimed, “Oh my god!” The knob of the finial spread her open like no man had ever done, and moved into her, which sent a thrill through her entire body!
May could still hear and she obviously felt the vibration of the bed. That let her easily guess what April was doing. She twisted her torso and stretched her hands backward, trying to touch her sister, but they were too far apart.
Meanwhile, April came hard several times, almost losing her balance, fucking herself on that amazing finial. After she recovered, panting, she thought, “It’d be fun watching May lick my finial clean later, maybe right after I cum on it again. I’m really liking this game!”
She carefully lifted herself upward, dislodging the finial, and, being honest with herself, already missed the feeling of fullness it gave her pussy. Leaning near that bedpost, she tentatively licked the finial, and found she enjoyed its taste and smell. Leaving her sister for a moment, she fetched a towel and cleaned herself off.
May was still trapped on her post. Inspecting it, April saw it was extremely wet. She had no idea how long it was safe to leave those nipple clamps on, so she slowly removed the one from May’s left breast. In reaction, her sister jerked and gave off a shriek that was hardly muffled by the ball gag. April thought that meant that removing the nipple clamp might be worse than attaching it, but she wasn’t tempted to try it on herself at that moment. She removed May’s other nipple clamp and was rewarded with yet another jerk and shriek. She collected some of her sister’s streaming juice and rubbed it on her breasts and thighs, and just to add to her embarrassment, some right under her nose. May moaned under this humiliation but it looked like she found the nipple rubs to be soothing, and the overall attention to be exciting.
April had been so caught up in all this experimentation that she’d lost track of the time. She looked at a clock. Wow! It was late morning! They’d been at this all night, and it was almost lunch time! “My, my, what a busy day we’re having, Sis. And this day is only about half over. I wonder what else we can do? I suppose I’d better free you so we can eat,” she stated out loud.
She cut the zip ties that trapped May’s knees and then the connecting zip that anchored her ankles to the back of the bed post she was riding. She watched May slowly rise, fascinated to see the finial appear with a loud squelching sound as it came out of that wet pussy it had filled so well and releasing a small shower of trapped juices. April quickly cupped a hand right against her sister’s pussy and collected fresh juices that filled her palm. She then joyfully smeared this all over May’s ass. “This is really fun, Sis — I hope you’re enjoying it.” To her surprise, her gagged, blindfolded sister actually nodded.
Next April put the collar on her submissive, compliant sister and connected the leash. Not wanting May to lose her balance and fall, she guided her carefully down the stairs to the ground floor and led her into the kitchen. The glass sliding doors showed it was a nice day outside and that gave her another naughty idea. They had a big fenced-in yard with grass and a few trees. Two trees were set up for a badminton net that had not been used in a long time. The net was gone but the hooks for it were still in place. Grabbing May’s leash, April started pulling her to the sliding doors. As she led May outside, she commented, “I hope the lawn service isn’t due today.” She chuckled, because she knew they were not, and it was safe to do this.
But when May felt the grass under her feet and heard that comment, she was blindly tugging and fighting forward progress as much as she could, but she was rather helpless. May clipped her leash to the hook in one of the trees, whispering to her, “The more fuss you make, Sis, the more attention you draw to yourself.” May heard those truthful words, and knew she’d lost this battle and settled right down, blushing furiously. Her fully erect nipples and trickling pussy telegraphed how exciting May was finding all this humiliation.
There was an outside grill area, so April started to make them some lunch, a kind of a picnic. She kept a watchful eye on May, to make sure she was safe. It was obvious that May was trying to hear what was going on, and blindly sniffing the air catching occasional whiffs of the lunch preparations.
When the food was ready, April moved closer to her sister, commenting, “This has turned into an interesting day, Sis.” She finally removed her sister’s gag and blindfold and let her see where she was, then lifted the leash off the tree hook so they could sit at the patio table. Since May’s wrists were still tied behind her back, April had to feed her, and set a glass of lemonade with a straw in front of her so May could drink whenever she wanted.
As they relaxed for a while, April asked May first about her reactions to the various things that had been done to her. “After all, Sis, you really only asked me to bind your wrists behind you, and then by your actions implied I should watch you fuck yourself like that on the bedpost finial. After that, I started to improvise.”
May crowed with delight. “Improvise? I’ll say you improvised! I couldn’t believe it when you tied my ankles to the bedpost, trapping me there. And then figuring out a way to make me keep my legs bent with that huge knob rammed deep inside me! When you used those zip ties on my tits — that’s something I never dreamed of doing. That was inspired!”
April giggled, and pointed at the words on May’s tummy. From her vantage point she had to read them upside down. “Oh you wrote ‘bondage slut’ on me? I guess that’s accurate. And my nipples and cunt area are blackened? Wow! You really did a number on me. To be honest, I was a little out of it by that point because you were handling my pussy lips, pulling on them like you did.”
April blushed a delicate pink. “I suppose I should apologize for getting a little carried away, May.”
“Don’t you dare apologize for doing that, dear sister!” May told her. “I loved the fact that you did that! It helped me sink deeper into submission and acceptance. And that’s what I’ve been craving. Please feel free to handle my pussy lips any time you desire, Sis. In fact, when you force me into submission, I’d prefer to address you as ‘Miss’ rather than as my sister.”
“So you didn’t mind me touching you in what be regarded as a ‘sexual manner’ May?” April asked.
“I was thrilled that you finally ‘broke the ice’ and touched me sexually, Miss. When you are in charge you can do anything of that nature that you wish. And…” she swallowed hard and emotionally choked out her next words. “If you told me to pleasure you sexually, I would happily and willingly do as you command, Miss.”
April needed to put that to the test. “Then kiss me, bondage slut,” she told her sister. May leaned over and kissed her deeply on the lips. They’d kissed before, usually on the cheeks. But it was nothing like this. This was powered by lust. As their kiss deepened, April found herself fondling May’s breasts. She was pleased to feel her sister shiver with arousal, and emit her delicious scent, which was now a mixture of sweat, cum, and pussy juices. April inhaled that scent greedily.
As April ended the kiss, she told May, “Now tell me in detail about all your toys — even the ones I haven’t found yet.” Scarlet with embarrassment, May obeyed, whispering — perhaps fearing that neighbors might hear. There were indeed more toys and even some things that were ordered but had not yet been delivered. April began formulating some ideas for those toys when they came in.
But for now, she told her sister, “May, you said you’d be willing to pleasure me sexually if I was dominating you. Was that true?”
May looked more shy than April could ever remember seeing her, but she replied, “Yes, Miss. It is true.”
“Very well then — show me, right here and right now.” April almost couldn’t believe how horny she felt, saying those words.
Even though they were both outside, May didn’t hesitate. “Miss, since my hands are bound, would you please turn your chair to face me?” May asked, very respectfully.
Amused, April did so, slowly and teasingly. When she stood up to turn her chair, she turned her back on May, and leaned far forward to grasp the arms of the chair. April hadn’t bothered to put her panties back on after riding that bed finial. So this deliberately presented her sister with a close-up look at her butt and pussy. May had, of course, seen them before. But somehow, knowing what May was about to do to April changed the entire dynamic of the presentation, and April felt amazingly naughty.
Chair turned, April seated herself facing May and parted her legs and thighs, slouching a little to place her pussy forward at the edge of the seat. She was about to beckon May, but her sister had already carefully lowered herself to her knees and leaned forward to bring her face to April’s pussy.
April wondered if her sister was any good at cunnilingus. Five minutes later she was convinced she was. Ten minutes and one orgasm later, she knew her sister had skills. Twenty minutes and another orgasm — this one mind-blowing — later, she understood that her sister had a rare gift for it! She had to beg her to stop, because she didn’t think she had the strength for another orgasm without resting. Deciding an intermission was called for, April cut the zip ties at her sister’s wrists, and massaged them lovingly for a while.
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