Carson and the twins

Carson woke the next morning to a now-familiar sensation, but it was a sensation he would never tire of. The feeling of soft lips wrapped snugly around his cock, and a warm, wet tongue softly gliding over the sensitive underside. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Monica looking up at him. After her performance as a puppy the day before, he had decided to reward her with a night in his bed.

“Good Morning, Monica,” he said with a slight groan. “You’re very good at that, you know?”

Her eyes seemed to twinkle slightly as she let his cock gently slip from her mouth, and she gave him a mischievous smirk.

“What can I say, Master?” she asked with a slight shrug of her shoulders. “I’m like a dog with a bone,” she added with a wink before giving the underside of his cock a long, gentle lick with her tongue before taking him back in her mouth.

After his morning blowjob, the day passed mostly uneventfully until mid-afternoon. He and Kennedy sat on the couch on opposite ends. The soft and almost rhythmic tapping of keys filled the air as she worked on a programming project she had been assigned to, and he worked on his novel. The sound of thuds crossed his mansion’s entrance hall. As they neared the steps, he glanced over his shoulder. He saw Josslyn rounding the stairs and preparing to go up. Even from where he sat, he could see that she was covered in sweat, and her long blonde hair was matted and sticking to her glistening skin. “Josslyn, come here, Kennedy, save your work,” he said as he saved his work.

“Yes, Master,” the twins said in near-perfect unison. Josslyn came into the living room and stood at an angle from the sectional couch that allowed her to face both her sister and their master at the same time.

“It has been some time since the three of us spent some time together, so Josslyn, I want you to go shower and get cleaned up from your pony training, then both of you will meet me down in the dungeon. I want you both wearing your collars, garter belts, stockings, a pair of heels, and nothing else. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Master,” they both replied, smiles instantly lighting up their faces with happiness.

“Good, you have twenty-five minutes,” he said as he closed his laptop, stood, and left the room to get ready himself. He went up to his room and removed his clothes before putting on a pair of black leather pants, with a thick and wide leather belt, with a silver buckle, a pair of black leather combat boots, and a tight-fitting leather mask that fit over his face like a second skin. Once he tied it in place, it hid his entire face except for his chin, lips, and his nose, which peeked out of a small opening in the mask. He gave himself one last quick look in the full-length mirror before heading down to the dungeon.

He stood, looking around the dungeon, his mind working through his options for the upcoming session with the twins. He didn’t have to wait long before he heard the clicking of heels coming down the stairs. Both Kennedy and Josslyn made their way into the dungeon dressed as he had ordered, Kennedy in pink and Josslyn in white, the latter’s hair still damp from her shower. They stopped in front of him and stood with their feet shoulder-width apart and their hands behind their backs.

“We await your pleasure, Master?” Kennedy said in a soft and even tone. She kept her gaze low, even as she rolled her eyes to briefly look at Carson. He began to circle them, his eyes slowly roaming over their beautiful bodies as if he were an art collector, appraising a sculpture before buying it.

“It’s been a bit since we’ve had a private session, I thought it was time. Wouldn’t you agree?” he said as he stopped behind them and leaned in, placing his head between theirs.

“Yes, Master,” Josslyn said in a seductive purr. “We’ve all been busy lately.”

“Kennedy, do you agree with that?”

“Yes, Master,” she replied as she stayed still as stone. “With all of us here and working on our projects, interests, and careers, it can be a little chaotic around here, but it is a good kind of chaos.”

Carson couldn’t help but laugh slightly at the elder twin’s response. “I guess I can’t argue with that,” he said as he left them and went to a row of hooks along one of the walls. Each of the hooks held riding crops of various colors and lengths. He quickly selected one about eighteen inches long, made of white leather, and with a handle made of polished mahogany. He made his way back to the twins and began to drag the tab of the crop down Josslyn’s spine. The sensation of the cool, smooth, and supple leather instantly made her slightly sun-kissed skin break out in goose bumps as she trembled with a combination of anticipation and desire. “I do hope you girls haven’t felt neglected,” he said before moving the crop over to Kennedy and doing the same to her. “After all, it could be argued that I wouldn’t have any of you girls in my life if you two hadn’t come into it first.”

“Master, if I may?” Josslyn said after a few seconds of silence from both sisters. Although it had only been a few scant seconds, those seconds felt like an eternity to Carson.

“You may, Josslyn.”

“You’ve given both Kennedy and me, as well as Ellie, Penny, and Monica, a safe place to express our submissive sides, respect our limits, and allowed me to explore my pony fantasies. I don’t feel neglected at all.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” he said as he leaned in and kissed her cheek.

“And you, Kennedy?”

“Master, I agree with Josslyn, except for the pony fantasies. Because of you, I’ve discovered that I enjoy being a switch. Something that I don’t know if I would have even considered before.”

“Good, if your feelings change, please let me know immediately. As I am sure you’ll both agree, communication is key in our arrangement.”

“Yes, Master,” both twins replied. Carson gave a smile and a nod. He was glad that he didn’t set too much up ahead of time, what he had in mind would be a bit more enjoyable. He could feel their eyes on him as he moved through the dungeon to a long, narrow cage made of several thick steel vertical bars and a steel frame. He opened the door at one of the ends.

“In both of you,” he said, his tone becoming commanding.

“Yes, Master,” they replied, looks of anticipation and desire flashed on their faces as the two beautiful blondes moved gracefully across the dungeon before crawling into the short, narrow cage. They had a few inches to spare between the top of the cage and the tops of their heads. The Cage was long and narrow enough that it **** them to kneel side-by-side, looking out the long side of the cage, facing the majority of the dungeon.

“While I set up for our fun, eat each other out, you’re not allowed to cum.”

“Yes, Master,” they replied as they began to try to maneuver into a sixty-nine position, but struggled due to the lack of space in the cage. As they struggled, Carson couldn’t help but smile as he slowly made his way over to the cage, unnoticed by either girl. When Kennedy inadvertently pressed her ass against the bars. Seeing an opportunity he could not pass up, Carson slapped the riding crop, just hard enough to sting against Kennedy’s flesh. She gasped and instinctively grabbed at the bars on either side of her. Realizing what happened, both twins began to laugh, and Carson had to stifle his laughter.

“Figure it out, ladies,” he said, a small hint of his laughter breaking through his stern tone. He walked into the storage room of the dungeon and emerged carrying two metal stands that looked like heavy-duty microphone stands with a built-in spreader bar near the heavy metal base. He placed each of the stands over a metal plate on the floor, making sure the forum holes near the corners of the base of the stands lined up with the four holes near the corners of the metal plates in the floor. He then returned to the storage room, this time emerging with eight hex bolts and an impact wrench.

As he was setting up, the twins had begun to eat each other’s pussies. They were curious as to what Carson was doing and tried to ignore the faint clanking noise each time he set one of the stands down. But when they heard the mechanical whirling of the impact wrench coming to life, and the metallic thud that filled the air of the dungeon as Carson secured the stands firmly in place, they stopped briefly. Both Kennedy and Josslyn’s hearts raced with a unique mixture of anticipation, arousal, and a hint of fear.

With the stands in place, Carson went back to the cage and opened it. “Out,” he ordered, slapping the riding crop against the frame of the cage. Carefully and slowly, as not to hit their heads on the cage, the twins crawled out of the cage. Carson took each of them by the arm and led them over to the stands, securing Kennedy’s ankles in the spreader bar of one and Josslyn’s in the other. Next, he went to the wall and grabbed a lever. “Hands above your heads.” The twins silently obeyed and raised their hands in the air, their wrists close together. When they did, Carson gently pulled the lever down, and the slight whirling of a motor could be heard along with the metallic rattle of chains. The girls looked up to see two pairs of leather cuffs being lowered from the ceiling by chains. Carson eased off the handle as the cuffs became low enough for him to lock the twins’ wrists in them. The final step of his preparation was to place a powerful vibrator on each stand, then adjust it until each of the heads of the vibrators lightly pressed against Kennedy and Josslyn’s clean-shaven pussies.

Josslyn glanced over at her sister, and both licked their lips in desire. “I wonder what he has in mind,” she thought just before she and Kennedy both let out short, sudden gasps as the vibrators came to life with loud buzzing hums.

“Start making out,” he ordered. Without a moment of hesitation, the two began to kiss passionately, their lips and tongues meeting in an erotic tango set to the beat of the humming vibrators between their legs.

“Very good,” Carson said as he began to circle the tines. “That’s it sluts, lots of I want to see lots of tongue action,” he added as he slapped the tab of the riding crop against Jossln’s left ass cheek, causing her to gasp and moan in pleasure. “Remember, no cumming without permission. If either of you does, you both get punished.”

“Yes, Master,” they both replied in muffled moans of pleasure.

He circled them slowly, his heavy boots thudding against the stone floor of the dungeon as he watched the twins continue to passionately kiss, their tongues wrestling as they explored one another’s mouths. He stopped behind Kennedy and dragged the tab of the crop down her spine, making her shiver. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he snapped the crop against her right ass cheek, making her moan in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her body jerked, and she ground her pussy over the head of the vibrator between her legs.

“Careful, Kennedy,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “I’d hate to have to punish both of you for your disobedience,” he added as he moved to stand beside the bound twins.

“Master, may I cum? Please, Master, may I cum?” Kennedy begged. He could tell she was putting effort into holding back. Her entire body began to twitch as her every muscle twitched in anticipation of the sweet relief of an orgasm, and beads of sweat began to dot her forehead.

“Can you believe what a greedy bitch your sister is, Josslyn?” he asked, moving the tab of the crop around one of her hardened nipples and lightly flicking it, just hard enough to tease. “Only thinking of herself and not you.” Josslyn moaned and her body shuddered as she fought back an orgasm as she and Kennedy kept passionately kissing. Even through the fog of intense pleasure, she understood Carson’s hint.

“May we cum, Master?!” Josslyn yelled, barely able to contain herself, as each movement of the crop over her sensitive nipple made her move, and each movement of her body sent a wave of pleasure through her sexually charged body.

With a smirk, Carson lowered the crop and began to flick it back and forth between Josslyn and Kennedy’s toned stomachs. “Cum for me, sluts.”

Both Kennedy and Josslyn let out a muffled scream as their bodies tensed, and they experienced an earth-shattering orgasm at the same time. Their muscles contracted violently, and their juices flowed onto the vibrators between their legs, making them even more sensitive. Their contractions caused the vibrators to move slightly, which in turn, sent more pleasurable sensations throughout their bodies, creating a feedback loop that extended their orgasms.

Carson watched in amusement as the twins writhed in pleasure, their eyes shut tightly and faces contorted in ecstasy. After several long seconds, their orgasms began to subside, and they both collapsed against their restraints, panting and covered in sweat. He turned off the vibrators and moved to release them from their bonds.

"That... was... incredible... Master," Josslyn managed to gasp out between ragged breaths as he unlocked her wrist cuffs.

"Yes... It was," Kennedy agreed weakly as Carson freed her from the spreader bar. "Thank you... for sharing this... with us."

He smiled beneath his mask as he helped them both sit down on the nearby couch. "It's my pleasure, ladies," he said, pun intended. "I'm glad you both enjoyed it, but we’re not done yet.” He shut off the vibrators and freed them from their bondage. He then led them over to a bondage table made of darkly colored wood, and topped with soft black leather. “Kennedy, on your back,” he said as he lightly slapped the tabletop.

“Yes, Master,” she said, licking her lips with anticipation at the thought of what Carson had in mind. She climbed up onto the table and lay on her back as she had been ordered. Carson then used the built-in leather cuffs to leave the elder twin in a spread-eagled position. He then led Josslyn to the end of the table where Kennedy’s feet were.

“Bend over, legs spread, hands behind your back, grasping the opposite elbow.” Wordlessly, Josslyn obeyed. A smile pulled at his lips when he saw that he had judged it just right, standing as she was, Josslyn’s face was now pressed into Kennedy’s pussy. “Stay,” he said, giving Josslyn a swat on the ass. She let out a small yelp of surprise at the stinging impact.

“Yes, Master,” she said as she locked eyes with her sister.

Carson grabbed a long length of silken rope and tied one end around Josslyn’s right ankle and to the leg of the table it was nearest to. He then wove it up her leg as well as the table leg before weaving it through her right arm and her body, and pulling it through until he had pulled all of the rope through. He then used a small portion of the rope to bind Josslyn’s wrists to the forearm her hand grasped before weaving the slack of the rope through the gap between her body and left arm, pulling it snug, but not too tight. Finally, he wove the rope down the leg of the table and her right leg before using it to tie Josslyn’s left ankle to the table.

“Eat your sister’s pussy,” he ordered as he again gave her ass a swat. Without hesitation, Josslyn began to kiss and lick at her sister’s pussy, making her moan almost instantly. She was still highly sensitive from her recent orgasm. Carson smiled as he dropped his pants, his erect cock scraping against Josslyn’s pussy as it came free of his leather pants. He looked over at Kennedy as she licked her lips and moaned in pleasure as Josslyn worked her tongue as deeply as she could into her pussy, and wriggled it around as she shook her head, rubbing her clit with her nose. “Beg me to fuck your sister, while she eats your pussy, Kennedy,” he ordered as he rubbed the head of his cock along Josslyn’s glistening folds. Kennedy watched as Josslyn moved her hips up and down, as little as her bondage would allow, following the movements of Carson’s cock.

"Master, please... fuck my sister," Kennedy moaned out as she arched her hips upwards, craving more of Josslyn's talented tongue. "I… I want... I want to see her face as you...Ngh!"

Her words devolved into a guttural moan as Carson thrust his hard length deep inside Josslyn's wet heat. Josslyn, in turn, let out a muffled cry into Kennedy's aching core, which only served to heighten the pleasure for both sisters.

Carson braced himself against the edge of the table with one hand, while his other hand gripped Josslyn's hair, holding her in place as he began to relentlessly pound into her from behind. The **** of his thrusts caused Josslyn's face to press even firmer against Kennedy's pulsing pussy, eliciting a symphony of moans and cries from both twins.

Josslyn desperately sucked and licked at Kennedy's clit, wanting to bring her sister over the edge just as she felt her release approaching. Beads of sweat began to form on both their brows as they each tried to outlast the other in this erotic game of cat and mouse.

As Carson continued to mercilessly fuck Josslyn, he couldn't help but marvel at the sight before him. Two stunning blonde goddesses writhing together in passion, bound and helpless beneath him, eagerly submitting to his every whim and desire. It was a sight that fueled his arousal even further, and a sight he knew he would never tire of.

"Oh God... yes... don't stop!" Kennedy cried out as her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, causing her whole body to tense up and quiver. Her pussy contracted around Josslyn's tongue, only spurring the younger twin on even more.

"That's it... just like that." Carson groaned with each powerful thrust. "Cum for me... cum with your sister."

“Josslyn let out a loud, muffled cry of pleasure as her pussy spasmed around his cock. The vibrations raced through Kennedy’s body, and her hips arched off the table as she let out a primal shriek of pleasure as another orgasm took her without warning. Carson’s grip on the back of Jossyn’s head tightened as he gave several hard, fast thrusts as thick ropes of cum erupted from his cock and filled Josslyn’s still quivering pussy.

What will happen next? Answer in comments.

A) Carson and the girls spend more time at the club

B) Alex and Carson's next date

C) Sydney requests some little time

D) Something else, what?