The twins complete

The next morning, Jenna woke to Lauren’s soft warm tongue exploring her pussy. She grabbed the covers and tossed them aside allowing her to look down at the redhead, her beautiful green eyes focused intently on the eighteen-year-old dominatrix. “Good morning, Mistress,” she said before going right back to eating the brunette’s neatly trimmed pussy.

“Good morning, Lauren, Jenna replied as she ran her fingers through her long red tresses. “Any thoughts on what we all should do today?” she asked.

“Whatever you desire, Mistress,” Lauren replied.

“Good girl,” Jenna said with a slight laugh as she let her head fall back into the nest of pillows. Lauren plunged her tongue as deep as she could into her mistress’ pussy, wanting to please her, wanting to taste the sweet sexual essence of the young woman she willingly submitted to. As Lauren continued to kiss and lick at her pussy, Jenna’s mind drifted to her other ****’s current whereabouts. Mia had been allowed to sleep in the spare bedroom, Diane and Melissa were in their cages in the attic dungeon, as did the twins Elissa and Bethany. The twins shared a long narrow cage that **** them to lay in a 69. It was a position she suspected the Asian beauties were getting used to since she had required them to spend one hour a night through the entire week pleasuring one another.

She bit her lip and moaned loudly as Lauren swirled her tongue, hitting several sensitive spots inside Jenna’s pussy. “Enjoying yourself, Mistress?” Lauren asked with a smirk.

“Get that tongue back to work, Lauren.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Lauren replied before going back to eating her mistress’ pussy.

After her morning orgasm, Jenna dressed Lauren in her schoolgirl uniform. “There, let's go get the others,” Jenna said as she gave Lauren one final look over.

“Yes, Mistress,” Lauren replied, eager to get the day started. Lauren obediently followed behind Jenna as they first went to the spare bedroom to wake Mia. Jenna similarly dressed Mia as a schoolgirl, putting the blonde teacher’s hair in pigtails. Next, she released Melissa and Diane. Again she dressed the mother/daughter pair as schoolgirls before doing the same with Bethany and Elissa.

“Do you know why I’ve dressed you all as schoolgirls today?” Jenna asked. The line of kneeling women looked at one another, and her in silence. Finally, Mia slowly raised her hand.

Jenna couldn’t help but smirk. “Leave it to the teacher,” she thought as she fought back a laugh. “Mia?”

“Because you wanted us this way, and you want to teach us to be better slaves?”

“Very good Mia. For an answer like that, I might have to let you share my bed tonight. Would you like that?”

“Yes, Mistress, if it would please you.”

“It just might,” Jenna said with a smirk. “Now since Bethany and Elissa are most familiar with eating each other’s pussies, the first thing we’ll do today is have them eat the rest of you.” Before saying anything else, Jenna went to a rack holding several implements. She took a long moment to select one of her favorite straps.

The strap she had chosen was a deep shade of brown, almost black, with a smooth and glossy surface. It was made from high-quality leather and had a sturdy construction. The handle was made of polished rosewood, carved with intricate patterns, and shaped to fit comfortably in a hand. The overall appearance of the strap exuded luxury and elegance, yet also hinted at its potential for inflicting pain.

“One of my very first purchases, and I’ve longed to use it, and at the same time refrained from doing so. I just oiled it the other day. “What do you think, Elissa?” she asked as she held it in front of the twin.

“I…think it’s very nice, Mistress,” Elissa answered unsure of what to say.

“And you, Bethany?” she asked moving it in front of the other twin.

“It looks…nice, Mistress.”

Jenna smiled at the two, but it was not a smile that brought any comfort to the identical beauties. “We’ll see what you say after I lay this across your asses,” Jenna said, her tone turning ominous. “This is what we’re going to do. You two are going to the pussies of your fellow slaves, in a race. Whoever makes the other **** cum first wins, the loser gets the strap across her ass until she makes her partner cum. After that, the winner straps the loser until I tell her to stop. Do you two understand?”

“Yes, Mistress,” the twins answered nervously.

“Good, Lauren, Mia lay on your backs and lift your skirts.

“Yes, Mistress,” the two said as they lay on their backs and lifted their skirts revealing their clean-shaven pussies.

“Alright you two, get those tongues working,” she ordered pointing at Lauren and Mia. “And remember, the loser meets my friend,” she added in a sing-song tone lightly smacking the strap against her free hand for show.

“Yes, Mistress,” Bethany and Elissa answered as they placed their faces between the legs of Lauren and Mia. Jenna smiled as she watched the scene play out before her, it was clear that each of the twins was desperately trying to outdo the other and avoid feeling the sting of the strap.

Minutes ticked by and the dungeon became a symphony of pleasure. Bethany was using everything she had learned from eating Elissa’s pussy over the week to make Mia moan and writhe in pleasure. Similarly, Elissa had Lauren rocketing towards an orgasm as she ground her pussy against Elissa’s face.

“Faster, Elissa, make her cum!” Jenna cheered, picking her favorite of the twins to win.

The dungeon soon filled with the sounds of moans and panting as both Mia and Lauren got closer and closer to their orgasms. Each tried to hold off and enjoy the pleasure they were receiving. Mia was the first to go over the edge, crying out as Bethany expertly flicked her clit before thrusting two fingers inside her.

“Looks like we have a winner,” Jenna shrugged as she brandished the strap. “Elissa, I told you to make her cum first,” she added as she handed Bethany the strap. “Now, Elissa, I want to ask Bethany to give you your strapping. She of course will agree,” she paused as she gave Bethany a pointed look. “Then I want you to lift that skirt and bend over the padded sawhorse. This time, I’ll trust that you’ll hold the position.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Elissa said, her entire body turning red with humiliation at the thought of having to ask her twin sister to use a leather strap to punish her. “Bethany, will you please spank me with the strap?”

“I…I…will, Elissa,” Bethany said nervously. “P-please do as Mistress has instructed and bent over the saw horse and please don’t move,” Bethany said pleadingly.

Elissa went to the padded saw horse and bent over it. She reached back and lifted the short skirt of her schoolgirl uniform. As she placed her hands near the floor she noticed a set of leather cuffs attached to the legs of the saw horse. Since she was going to have to remain like this for the duration of her punishment without moving she gripped the short chains as tightly as she could.

"Bethany, do not hold back. If I suspect that you are, you'll be getting it next."

"Yes, Mistress," Bethany croaked fearfully as she looked at her classmate and mistress.

"Elissa, as promised Bethany will be strapping you until I tell her to stop. After each lash, I better hear a nice loud 'Thank you, Bethany.' If not, I'll punish you as well."

"Yes, Mistress," Elissa whined, tears already stinging her eyes and threatening to stream down her face.

Before anything else was said or done, Jenna gave Bethany a quick lesson on how to wield the strap, and where to aim her lashes. Once she was sure that the victorious twin understood what to do, Jenna stood with her kneeling slaves. Bethany stood sideways behind her sister in a stance reminding Jenna of a baseball player in the batter's box. She rested the strap against Elissa's ass, making her whimper in fear. Bethany looked over at Jenna.

"You may begin," the teen dominatrix said with a nod.

Bethany took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she had to do before giving the strap a tentative flick against her sister's waiting behind. A soft "Ow!" escaped Elissa's lips as she gripped the chains tighter. "I-I mean, thank you...Bethany," she amended quickly.

"Harder, Bethany," Jenna prodded. "If I have to tell you again, you’ll get ten strokes from a cane for each time you need to be reminded."

Bethany gulped and brought the strap down with more **** this time, leaving a bright pink line in its wake. Elissa gasped but didn't make a sound until Jenna cleared her throat ominously. "Thank you, Bethany!"

“Forget to thank your sister again and it will be ten cane strokes for you, Elissa,” Jenna warned in a tone that easily reminded all of her slaves who was in charge. Bethany slowly raised the strap, this time bringing it down hard across her twin sister’s bare ass.

"OOOOWWW!" Elissa screamed and kicked her feet wildly, narrowly missing her sister. "Thank you, Bethany!"

The dungeon was filled with the sounds of the supple leather slapping against tender flesh, cries, and sobs of pain, and increasingly pitiful offerings of gratefulness. Finally, after the twelfth lash, Jenna called a stop to it. She walked over to the twins and began to gently run her hand along Elissa’s back.

“Have you learned your lesson, Elissa?” she asked in a soft, almost soothing tone.

“Y-yes, Mistress,” Elissa said as she continued to sob.

“There, there,” Jenna said as she continued to gently rub Elissa’s back. “It’s all over.” For the next few minutes, she continued to gently rub Elissa’s back as she allowed the sobbing Asian teen to calm herself. When she finally stopped sobbing, Jenna spoke again. “It’s time for round two,” Jenna said as she turned her gaze to Diane and Melissa. “Diane, Melissa, on your backs skirts up.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the mother/daughter pair replied before laying down, lifting their skirts, and exposing their pussies like Lauren and Mia had done before.

“Bethany, Elissa, pick and pussy and eat.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the twins said together as they lowered themselves to the floor and pressed their faces between the legs of the other two women. Bethany taking Melissa, and Elissa taking Diane. The twins kissed licked and sucked at the pussies before them now knowing and fearing the consequences of failure.

“Good girls,” Jenna said as the mother and daughter began to moan softly from the twin’s efforts. She placed the strap back into its place. She then took a moment to select the next implement that would be used. She chose a lightly colored circular paddle about six inches in diameter with a handle about a foot long. The light of the converted attic glistened off of the polished wood.

“Oh, God,” Mia thought as she saw her mistress holding the paddle in her hands.

“Alright you two, whoever loses this time will be paddled by the winner over the spanking bench, and Elissa, if you lose a second time, you’ll get another punishment on top of it for having a lazy tongue.”

Both twins stopped and looked back at their classmate. “Wh-what happens if I win?” Elissa asked nervously.

Jenna smiled and shrugged, “Then we have a tiebreaker. Now get those tongues back to work.”

Without hesitation, Bethany and Elissa began to lick and suck at the pussy before them. **** to avoid further pain, Elissa pressed her nose against Diane’s clit and shook her head back and forth as she **** her tongue deeper into the older woman.

Meanwhile, Bethany did the same with Melissa not wanting to end up on the losing end.

Mia couldn't help but feel the tension in the room as she watched the twins work feverishly to avoid punishment. Both mother and daughter writhed and moaned on the floor as the Asian twins continued to orally **** their pussies.

“Deeper, Deeper, wriggle faster,” Elissa silently willed her tongue as she continued to explore the older woman’s pussy. Suddenly, Diane gripped Elissa’s hair and squeezed her thighs together trapping her head. Diane let out a shriek of pleasure as an orgasm rocked her body.

“We have a winner,” Jenna said, as she watched post-orgasmic bliss wash over Diane’s body. “Bethany, you may stop now,” Jenna said as she helped Elissa to her feet. Slowly Bethany stood looking down at the ground. She knew what was coming, only now, she would be on the receiving end. “I believe you know what to do, Bethany?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Bethany answered before looking at Elissa, tears already forming in her eyes. ‘Elissa, will you please paddle me?”

“Yes, Bethany I will. Get over the spanking bench, like Mistress has ordered.” Without a word, Bethany shuffled over to the sturdy wooden, leather-topped bench. She knelt on the narrow platform at the rear and bent over the main body. Due to the angle it was at, this left her bare ass at the highest point of her body. Jenna walked over and secured her wrists in the cuffs attached to the bench by short chains at the front. She then ran the thick leather strap across Bethany’s back and buckled it tight before doing the same with the strap that ran behind and just above her knees.

“You may begin, Elissa. Aim the swats here,” Jenna instructed as she pointed to the thickest parts of Bethany’s ass and safely away from her tailbone. “And to alternate cheeks and spank her good and hard, I will tell you when to stop.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Elissa said as she pressed the head of the paddle against her sister's right cheek, and took a deep nervous breath.

“Bethany, what are you going to do after each swat?” Jenna asked.

“I-I’m going to say, ‘Thank you, Elissa,’”

“Well, what the fuck are you waiting for?” Jenna asked looking at Elissa with a stern glare.

With that, Elissa gathered up her strength and swung the paddle with all her might. The sound of the paddle impacting Bethany's ass echoed through the attic dungeon like a gunshot. Half a second later, once her mind comprehended the intense wave of pain that had overwhelmed it, came Bethany’s pained scream. “Thank you, Elissa!” she shouted after catching her breath.

“Be quicker with the thanking your sister, Bethany,” Jenna said in an ominous tone.

“Yes, Mistress,” Bethany said as she fought back sobs.

Elissa lifted the paddle again, this time she brought it down with less **** than before, but still hard enough to leave a mark.

“T-Thank you, Elissa,” Bethany managed to croak out as the pain from the second swat set in.

“One more for good measure," Jenna said smirking. “And make it hard.”

Elissa swallowed hard and held her breath as she swung the paddle with all her might. The paddle all but broke the sound barrier and left a red stinging mark on Bethany's ass. Bethany couldn't help but yell out in pain as tears rolled down her cheek.

"Thank you El-lissa!" she managed to get out between heavy sobs.

“Very good. You may release her,” Jenna said with a smile. She loved watching the twins spank each other and was working on ways to make it a regular occurrence. She continued to watch as Elissa undid the straps and cuffs that held Bethany onto the spanking bench. Bethany rose, still sobbing and Elissa wrapped her arms around her sobbing sister.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” Elissa said just loud enough for Jenna and the others to hear.

“Me too,'“ Bethany choked through her sobs.

“I’ll give you to some time, then we’ll be moving onto the tiebreaker,” Jenna said. The twins broke their hug and looked at one another in fear as their hearts dropped into their stomachs.