Author's Note: Ruby and Opal tease and torment their slave Lance. (Not my best story, but please be kind in comments)


He opened his eyes. For a moment he couldn't work out where he was; he seemed to be staring into white nothingness and his vision was blurry. He blinked but it was still blurry. He tried to move his head but something was restraining him. He tried to move his arms; they were restrained. He tried to move his legs; they were restrained. Slowly he was able to work out what had happened.

He was lying on his back upon a cold hard surface; it was more than likely to be a bondage table. His mistresses had done it again; they had drugged him then stripped him and tied him up; it was their favourite trick. He was aware now of the reason he couldn't see; his body was fastened to the table with layers of what felt like cellophane or clingfilm. There was clingfilm wrapped around his mouth too; he could feel it now. He was also aware of pain on his hipples and he tried to look down as best as he could to see what it was. Clamps had been fastened upon them; two on each, leaving the tips of his nipples raised and slightly hard.

He was just wondering where his mistressed were when he felt their cool fingers running across the clingfilm over his body. It was oddly arousing and he remained as still as possible out of fear they might do something painful like start scratching him if he moved.

"Oh, look," Ruby cooed. "Our slave's awake."

"Are you enjoying this, slave?" Opal asked, brushing her hand across his cock. It swelled slightly at her touch. He nodded but it was difficult under the clingfilm. Opal smiled. "Is that a yes? I think that's a yes, Ruby."

He tensed as they began to run their nails across his body, but they were gentle and he found it pleasurable; he closed his eyes and sighed as they skimmed his cock and worked towards his swollen nipples.

"Opal, get me the scissors," Ruby said, abruptly, making him open his eyes. He froze. Scissors? What were they going to do to him? He knew they both had a slightly sadistic side to them; but surely they weren't going to cut him?

He was relieved when Ruby simply began to cut through the clingfilm across his nipples and he gave a sigh of relief as the cool air brushed them. Ruby leaned down and pressed the tip of her tongue to the tip of his left nipple. He closed his eyes as she began to brush it back and forth, side to side until she felt him give a slight moan and she pressed her mouth over his nipple, still licking him. He felt a tingle in his balls; she was tantalisingly arousing him and he suddenly wanted to be inside her. Maybe she'd let him if he stayed still and didn't struggle.

She was sucking his nipple now and although they were hurting under the pressure of the clamps, he was too aroused to care. Opal was already getting started with licking his right nipple and for a second he felt so arounsed that he thought he might burts with the tingling hin his cock.

"Enjoying this, slave?"

He opened his eyes. It was Ruby who had spoken. He attempted a nod again.

"Tell you what," Opal said, lifting her head. "Why don't you go "mph" once for "yes" and twice for "no." Are you enjoying this, slave?"

"Mph!"

"Good," she cooed, moving away, much to his disappointment. "Ruby; I think it's time we put him in a little pain, don't you?"

"Mph! Mph!"

"Oh, slave! You know how this works!" Ruby leaned forwards; her breasts spilling out of her corset. "We put you in a little pain for our pleasure and in return, you get to fuck us. If that's too much for you, just say and you can stop being our slave. Well; do you want that?"

"Mph! Mph!"

"Good little slave," she purred.

Opal was now running her nails up his leg, towards his cock. "Shall we apply the special clamps?"

"Yes; let's."

He groaned. The "special clamps" were what they called the nipple clamps they applied the weights too. There were several weights hanging from them already as they applied them; he moaned as they squeezed against his flesh and his mistresses giggled like schoolgirls. "Aw, is the poor slave in pain?"

"Mph!"

"But you have to endure it." Opal pressed her breasts over his face. "And you want to fuck us, don't you?"

"Mph!"

He felt Ruby cutting away at the clingfilm that covered his cock. "Opal!" she cried. "He's hard already!"

"Ten strokes will cure that!"

After they had whipped him, Ruby felt his cock again. "That's better."She massaged his balls, in a surprisingly gentle way. "Opal; get the candle. I want to make his hard again."

Opal left the room and Ruby slipped her thong down around her ankles. "You like this, don't you slave?"

"Mph!"

"Do you like it more than Opal's?"

"Mph!"

"Good." She kicked away her thong and clambered on top of him, straddling his face. He was sure that he could smell her pussy ever so slightly through the clingfilm across his face and he wished that he could lick her. She leaned forward and began to rub his cock with her hands. He couldn't see anything, so he allowed himself the pleasure of just lying there, feeling the softness of her pussy on his face and the steady rhythm she was working on his cock.

A sudden burning hot sensation hit his nipples and he gave a moan of pain. Opal was back and she giggled as she poured the hot wax onto his nipples. "Don't come!" Ruby snapped, still working his cock. "Ok, he's hard again." Hot wax hit his cock and he gave another moan of pain. "Don't come!" Ruby repeated, hitting his cock and subduing him to silence. "Ok, give me the candle. Slave, get fucking!"

As Opal mounted him, he tried to ignore the pain on his nipples as Ruby spilled drop after drop of wax upon them. If he could just make her come, they might cease heir torment. He didn't mind being their slave; he rather liked being tied up and used; but he hated the pain. The only consolation he had was that he got to fuck two gorgeous brunettes into the bargain.

Opal gave a sudden gasp as she came; he followed and she gasped again, sliding away from him. "Oh, my God!"

"I know." Ruby smiled as she blew out the candle. "Our slave is good for making us come."

"No; not that! I'm late!"

She scuttled out of the room. Ruby smiled to herself. She wasn't late; the clock was fast. But Ruby wasn't about to tell her that; she liked having Lance all to herself. She lowered herself onto his cock and yanked the clamps away from his nippled, causing him to cry out in pain. "There, slave, is that better?"

"Mph!"

"You going to make me come now?"

"Mph!"

"Good slave. I love you fucking me. I hate having to share you with Opal; but then we've always shared our slaves. That is so annoying." She was moving now, and he felt his cock inside her warm pussy. "But still; maybe one day I'll get you all to myself. Ooh, that's good. Now fuck me harder, slave. Harder. Harder. Oh, yes, that's it!" She let out a loud gasp. "Oh, I'm going to come in a minute! Ooh, I know I'm going to come in a minute! Yes-yes-yes!" She shook her head, her hair flying all over her face. He couldn't hold out any longer and he came; she followed in a hot rush. "Oh! Oh, my good little slave! Well done!" She circled his nipple with her tongue and he closed his eyes. "We ought to do this more often; just you, tied down and me on top of you; and no one else at all. Actually, I think you should fuck me again right now..."