Now I'm your average male, in my late twenties, reasonable job, reasonably fit, some say reasonably handsome, own flat, car and a very cute girlfriend, Sandy.

We do not live together, as I still want my freedom, but we do spend a lot of time together.

About three months ago, during what was a drunken night, we started our voyage into bondage. We both discovered that we really enjoyed it and the bondage began to get heavier and heavier. After what seemed to be a very short period, my bedroom became a dungeon, we even had a travel bag, which contained most of the things we would need for weekend and holidays.

She loved to be tied, or restrained for hours, so much so that from Friday night to Sunday evenings, she would be tied up or restrained. Our social life suffered little as most of our friends had started to settle down and have kids.

All was going very well, when we encountered a problem! If you read on I will tell you about the problem, and my solution. Then I will ask a question.

Last Easter weekend, we had told everybody (we'll nearly everybody), that we were going away for the weekend; we really wanted four days alone. I'd bought a lot of new "toys" and Sandy as an extra Easter gift to me wanted to try these new "toys".

Thursday morning arrived, I'd left my car at work so that any of our friends we'd forgotten to tell, would see that it wasn't outside my flat, and they'd guessed we'd gone away for the weekend. Great plan almost worked.

Sandy and I set about getting ready; we'd agreed that for this entire weekend, we would both shave. So as we showered together, she shaved me, being very careful, as she had bought one of the old-fashioned cutthroat razors. Let me tell you guys, there isn't anything sexier that a naked girlfriend in the shower holding your dick and balls in one hand, and a cutthroat razor in the other.

I wanted to fuck her in the shower, but I knew I had to control myself, as the programme ahead meant I needed all my strength.

When it came to me shaving her, she added a few extras, for my pleasure. Part of my purchases was a set of nipple rings. Sandy stands 5 foot five in her bear feet, a good ten inches shorter than me. She keeps herself very fit, going to the gym five nights a week. She has the most amazing legs, a very slim waist, and very pert and firm breasts, OK most men want girls with bigger breasts, at 34B, and as I've said very firm and pert, I've never had reason to complain.

She had put on the nipple rings, the silver against her very pale milk white skin (she has red hair, so even with after two weeks in the sun, never tans, I tan walking past a naked light bulb, she hates it, I love her skin colour). She then cuffed her hands behind, steps back into the shower ready to be shaved.

I watched whilst she prepared herself, and my cock did a great job of letting her know that simply watching her get ready, she'd got my full attention!

As she stood there, with me shaving her, with the cutthroat, I honestly tell you, in my opinion I have never done anything, until that moment, sexier.

Finally, we finished; I dried her off, as she remained cuffed. Before leaving the bathroom, I shackled her, ankle cuffs with a ten inch chain, collared her, with a silver collar, locked at the back with a chain linked to her handcuffs at the back, another new toy, and finally a leather hood, eyes and ear covers closed, again new.

Shackled, blind, and deaf, I led her to the bedroom. We had already prepared the bed, further new toys, an antique solid oak floor poster bed with curtains, and some new attachments. At the foot of the bed, we'd fitted links for various items that could be locked in. I made her stand facing the bed, at the foot of the bed. Replaced the leg shackles, with ankle cuffs, these I locked into the links at each corner of the beds' foot so that her legs were spread. Bending her forwards, I released her hands from the cuffs, replace then with leather wrist cuffs (new), these were then via chains linked to the corners of the head of the bed.

There she was legs spread, bend over and securely tied to the bed. I took a few moments to admire the view, my cock if possible more rigid than before. Shaking myself back to reality, I picked up a leather covered ring gag, she accepted it willingly, and this was one of our earliest purchases, actually a Christmas present from her for her!

We'd agreed that this weekend we would have anal sex. Here is a little tip for you guys who want to do this to your girl friend, never beg, just let it slip into the conversation, that you'd done it with a previous girl friend, and that it was amazing for both concerned, let them think about it, and they'll soon coming around to you way of thinking. It does help if the girl friend you said you did it with is absolutely amazing, and is an underwear model.

So back to the story, She had agreed, or begged, to have anal sex, I wanted to be the bastard master I'd promised to be. I fitted another new toy, a leather belt around her waist. From the belt another strap would fit between her legs, this belt had holes allowing access to both openings.

Not being a complete bastard, still in training, I fitted a small vibrating butt plug to the hole for her arse. We'd agreed that she needed some lubrication, so with her senses blocked, when I touched her bottom with the cool lubricating cream, she jumped a little.

Once lubricated, I began to insert the plug. For her first time, she took it well; I was expecting much more resistance, and a lot more noise. Finally I managed to fully insert the plug, I then secured it with the strap between her legs and lock to the belt around her waist with a small steel padlock. She'd insisted that this was to remain in until Friday morning. I allowed her to beg by agreeing to five swallows! I'd have freely agreed, but it was her idea, and I didn't argue.

She was finally ready, I had two openings to play with, and a lot more toys. Part of the toys was four video cameras, one in the bedroom, one in the living room, one in the bathroom, and the other in the spare bedroom. We'd planned to use as much of the flat as possible, and we wanted to post it on the Internet at a later stage, before switching on the cameras, one switch for all the cameras in case we moved rooms. I worked for a film company, and it was easy to edit the footage later. So before switching on the cameras, I put on my mask. A leather mask, covering my head, with eyes, and mouth openings, and small ear holds, as I didn't want to miss out on hearing her groans, and she is so sexy when she groans.

Camera on, and I'm positioned behind her ready to give her, her first fucking of the weekend, and the doorbell rings. I tried to ignore it, but whoever it is just keeps on ringing the bell.

Blood hell was the mildest of thoughts running through my mind. OK I'll answer the door get rid of them and get back to Sandy, let's face it she wasn't going anywhere.

I removed my masked, grabbed my bathrobe and headed towards the front door.

As I opened the door, Sandy's sister Claire, tears running down her checks, eyes blotchy due to her crying, in a real mess. She cried an in auditable sentence as she walked into the flat and to the living room. Lost for words I followed her.

She immediately collapsed into one of the sofas and started to cry. It took me about ten minutes to firstly calm her down, and then to discover that, she and Dave (her now ex boyfriend, and a real knob-head), had split up. It appears he'd been talking to her about sex with an ex-girl friend, and she didn't want to try something they had done (not such a knob-head after all, he'd climbed to sneaky bastard in my estimation).

She's asked if Sandy was in, I'd said she was tied up with work, I wasn't lying, Sandy was a freelance journalist, and mostly worked from home! So I bent the truth. Claire said she'd been to her flat be she wasn't there!

This is where it started, trying to conform her I sat down next to her, put what I believed to be the fatherly arm around her shoulders and gave her a hug.

Let me tell you, Claire and Sandy are twins, but not identical. Claire has long auburn hair, slightly darker skin, is a 36B to Sandy's 34B, she is Sandy's gym partner, so is very fit, and other than the large breast identical to Sandy.

Eventually Claire stops crying, apologises for wasting my time, and starts to get up to go. We almost get to the door of the living room, and the food gates open again. What could I do, the girl friend is tied to my bed ready and waiting, her sister is standing in front of me in tears, crying into my chest, with me hugging her.

Twenty minutes later, she stopped crying, she wipes her eyes, and nose, how is it that crying women can produce so much liquid! Anyway, she wants to go, but doesn't want to go, she wants to talk to somebody, and she can't find her sister. Remember they are twins and shared almost everything.

Hero (stupid idiot) to the rescue, before I could stop the words leaving my mouth, I said, "listen, why don't you sit down, give me two minutes to get dressed, and we'll have a chat."

She accepted!

What could I do?

I rushed into the bedroom, took off the robe grabbed a T-shirt and a pair of shorts, All the time, Sandy is there in front of me opened and ready!

Quick, think, what to do?

I scan the room, and there is, another new toy, a vibrator. Yes the answer.

Sandy jumps as I touch her, I quickly explained the situation, telling her that I'd try to get rid of Claire and be back as soon as I could, in the meantime, enjoy the vibrator.

The butt plug and restrains must be working, as she was soaking wet, her juices running down her leg, another hot tip, rugby shorts are not the best thing to put on when your cock decides to stand to attention.

Very reluctantly I slid in the vibrator (hey say with me here, I wanted to be there not a machine), attached it to the second hole in the belt, relocked this to the waist belt, gave Sandy a few friendly slaps on her arse cheeks, and left her there.

Returning to the living room, Claire had made coffee and was curled up on the sofa, hugging her coffee mug and crying. It was then, that I realised for the second time in as many minutes, rugby shorts and a hard on is not a good combination. I tried to cover myself, too late.

Claire had notices, something else she shared with her sister, as they both have a very wicked sense of humour. "Sandy always said you looked so sexy in your rugby shorts, now I know what she means." She said with a very evil grin.

The first time I'd seen a grin that evil, was the first time I met Sandy, we ended up having sex in the club car park a few hours later. I should have remembered that, but at this moment in time I had other things on my mind.

I took my coffee, and sat on the sofa opposite Claire.

"Do you know where Sandy is?"

"She said she had a tough project she wanted to complete this weekend." Not entirely untrue, but what could I say? "She said it would keep her tied up all weekend."

"God, she'll be working all weekend, and it's Easter weekend too. You must be missing her!"

"Well it is something she's wanted to do for a long time, and this was the only chance she had." Still not lying.

"Her loss, my gain." Again the evil grin, will I never learn?

We exchanged a few more pleasantries, my mind half in the bedroom, and the other half trying to find a way of getting Claire out of the flat.

Next big mistake, I asked, well you have to, don't you?

"What happened between you and Dave?"

To cut a really long explanation short, and to reduce the number of swear words used, it transpires, that they'd been out with a group of friends Wednesday night, being a long weekend, they'd drunk far too much. They'd got back to Dave's flat. Claire had a little surprise for Dave. She'd seen in several of his magazines girls dressed in maids' outfits. For an Easter present she'd bought such an outfit, full satin and silk number, really expensive, together with stockings, suspenders and high heels.

They'd been too drunk when they got back from the pub, so as a surprise, early this morning, Claire had woken early gone to the bathroom, prepared herself and returned to the bedroom dressed as the maid.

Dave the moron, said, "Jenny you look absolutely stunning"!

It appears their relationship had been very rocky for some time, this was the final straw, and Jenny was Dave's ex, and they'd almost married.

Two taxi rides later, and two mugs of coffee later she was on sat on my sofa pouring her heart out to he sister's boyfriend.

It was then that I noticed, she was still sat there with her coat on, and still in stockings and heels. This time, both my eyes and my shorts completely disserted me.

Claire laughed, "Yes I've still got it on."

With that she stood up, and removed her coat.

If my shorts were tight before, the sight of Claire, dressed as a maid, with a skirt, only just covering her butt cheeks, stockings, suspenders, heels, tits pushed forwards and up by the top half of the dress, taking a step would have been enough for her tits to jump out of their holders.

Only then I noticed, she was also wearing a black leather collar, with "slave" in steel letters written on it, black leather wrist cuffs and black leather ankle cuffs.

As she turned around to allow me a good look, she lifted the skirt, she wasn't wearing underwear, and as she returned to face me, hairless!

"Sandy told me you had a kinky side." Looking at my now very tight shorts, "I think that's what we both find very sexy about you."

I tried to stand up, Claire had stepped forwards, we collided, my head hit her tits, they immediately jumped out from their holders, Claire fell backwards, I continued to fall forwards, she fell onto the sofa, my momentum carried me forwards and I landed on top of her, my shorts really let me down, as they fell down, as I landed on her the head of my dick entered her.

This is where my dick takes control, it had already been deigned pussy earlier, it now tasted pussy and it wanted more.

I continued to enter her, as she wrapped her legs around me, her hips moving in rhythm with my forward thrusts. Her groans grew louder.

A few more strokes, I stopped, turned her around, forcing her arse in the air and he face into the sofa. A grabbed her wrists, and clicked the wrist cuff together behind her back, and started to fuck her from behinds, at the same time leaning forwards to grab her tits, gently at first be then very roughly, she had had her nipples pierced, I pulled hard on the studs, as she screamed into the sofa.

I lifted her face from the seat of the sofa, and forced her over the back, still thrusting into her pussy from the back.

"Please Master," she pleaded, "please let me cum with you dick in my arse"

"You will cum, when I let you, bitch, and not before."

"Please Master, please fuck my arse."

Well I didn't need a second invitation, without warning or lubrication, I forced my dick deep into her arse, although she tried to fight the scream of pain, she couldn't.

My dick was covered in her juices, and slipped in and out without too much resistance, however the tightness of the arse meant extra pressure, I may have lasted less that a dozen thrusts, before I shot my lot deep into her arse.

I stayed inside her for a while, my weight pinning her to the sofa.

"Stay where you are slut, I haven't finished with you yet."

She remained as she was, as I undid her cuffs, and walked around the sofa.

"Now bitch, you will clean up my dick, and at the same time using your left hand only make yourself cum. You are not allowed to cum until, my dick is clean and fully erect. Do you understand?"

"Yes"

I grabbed her hair pulling her head up and back, "Yes, What?"

"Yes Master"

"That's better, we will punish you later for that error, now start cleaning my dick."

She started to lick, my dick, slowly at first, and then with her hands she lifted herself into a better position to lick and suck me.

"Haven't you forgotten something, bitch! That's another punishment."

Her right hand immediately moved to her pussy, "another punishment." she switched hands.

Very soon, I was hard again, as she sucked my deeper and deeper into her throat.

I could feel myself ready to shoot a second load into her. "Listen carefully, as I will only say this once." I stopped her, "I will cum in your mouth. You will swallow it all, and then lick me clean again. Then you will stand up, continue to masturbate until you cum. Do you understand me?"

"Yes"

"Another punishment"

"Yes Master".

Rather harder than I would normally, I forced my penis into her willing mouth, almost immediately cumming, she was good, without spluttering or choking she took the lot, licking off anything that escaped.

When she finished, she stood up, spread her legs and started to play with herself.

"Slowly, we can't have you cumming too quickly."

I walked around behind her, and started to undo the dress, she stopped to allow, me to remove the dress, which I did, but said, "I didn't give you permission to stop, that's another punishment."

I tuned her around, she'd learnt, as she didn't stop, I grabbed each nipple, pinching her, "No sound bitch, you will take this punishment in silence." I continued to pinch her nipples. Each pinch hard and longer then the one before. She resisted screaming, as they got harder.

The first shudders of her orgasm started, her neck reddened, just like her sister. Her breathing became more laboured, "remember, no sound, today you will remain silent. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master" barely left her lips, when I slapped her tits.

"Silent! Do you understand?"

She nodded, as at the same time she gave heavy shudder as her orgasm hit her, her knees buckled, and she almost dropped to the floor, only was still pinching her nipples.

Her mouth opened in silent scream, hanging there as she was by her nipples with her full body weight.

I lifted her to her feet, still by her nipples; I could see that she was resisting the urge to scream.

"You will now completely strip, go to the bathroom, shower and wait for me, in the shower. Understand?"

She nodded, and slowly removed her stockings, suspenders, ankle cuffs, wrist cuffs, and collar.

She slowly walked to the bathroom as instructed.

Watching her walk away, I noticed that her arse was almost the same as her sisters. SHIT her sister.