Teen Fire and Frost vs The Mechanic chp2

Their sexy bodies healed and fresh, she had the girls moved to her sleeping chambers, where both teen heroines were tied on either side of Maria Sol’s ornate bed. The girls had thin cords wrapped around the base of each of their breasts. These cords ran up to a machine attached to the canopy of the large bed. This caused both Kara and Tara to be suspended strictly by their breasts. The girl’s wrists and ankles were tied and pulled through rings connected to the oversized bed’s legs. This caused the girl's arms and legs to be forced at a 45° angle towards the floor. This strict tie also increased the pressure on the girls' already stretched breasts. Below each of their spread crotches was a device that looked like a metal cup mounted on a thin metal rod.

They awoke to see Maria lying nude in the middle of the bed, looking back and forth at her beautiful teen captives. “Okay, ladies,” she said, smiling. “I am exhausted from a day of torturing you two. So I am preparing to get some sleep.” Maria's grin widened. “We have a busy day tomorrow!” Tara groaned helplessly into her leather gag. Maria looked into Tara’s wide, red-green eyes. “Especially for you, red bird. Tonight, I have a job for you two ladies: you must keep watch over your new mistress. A sensor mounted above me on the headboard will monitor each of your faces the entire night; if you take your eyes off of me for more than a couple of seconds, it will register and punish you.” Maria’s smile turned sly. “I have learned that the best way to punish each of you is to punish your sister; that being said, if one of you takes your eyes off your beautiful mistress, the other girl will be punished. See the machine above each of you?” Both heroines looked up at the machines to which the ropes were attached to each of their breasts. “Those are simple wenches, just like you two,” Maria laughed, turning to Kara. “If your sister takes her eyes off of me, your winch will engage, pulling on your already stretched titties. Also,” she added. “As an added punishment, the offending girl’s machine will lower her to the interesting device located between each of your legs: these devices are modified vibrators. Once your pussies come in contact with the device, it will seek out your clit and apply sonic vibrations. Also, each device, depending on which girl, will deliver either heat or cold to stimulate those special bottoms you both are wearing. Remember you little bitches,” she said, her voice suddenly vicious. “You are not to orgasm at all: any orgasm by either of you will be dealt with very, very severely in the morning, and the one who orgasms will be made to watch the other suffer.” Maria’s face grew dark as she spoke. “Very, very severe punishment, on top of what is already in store for you both.” She smiled again. “Remember, the sensor will be monitoring your faces and your little pussies, so don't screw up. Now I'm ready for some sleep.” Maria lay back in the bed, pulling the silk sheet over her naked body. “Oh yes, I do enjoy some sounds while I drift off to sleep, but not any of those lame rain or ocean sounds. I have something different in mind!” With that, Maria pressed a button on her remote; this engaged both wenches located above each hero.

Kara’s breasts were stretched; she cried out into her gag as agony ripped through her sensitive flesh. Opposite her, Tara was lowered until her crotch touched the waiting device below. The sexual sensations that she felt were immediate and overwhelming: the device seemed to attach itself to the material of her costume's bottom, directly stimulating her clitoris. Tara could feel a direct flame licking the alien material of her tiny costume bottoms; the material reacted immediately to the flame, causing her sexual stimulation to increase. Tara could not help but picture her sister tormented in the machine earlier that day; Tara groaned and thrashed her body, flexing her hips and ass, and attempted to fight the building sexual attack on her young body.

Maria smiled widely as she stared at the redheaded teen wiggling her amazing body in front of her. Maria looked directly into Tara’s wide eyes. “You can't fight it, little danger slut,” she said. “I bet you'll be cumming before I fall asleep.” Maria grinned wickedly as she stared at the tortured redhead. “But that's okay, little red bird; I have some really neat acid that I am going to use on your pretty sister tomorrow, so you just enjoy yourself and cum away.”

Tara’s eyes bulged, and her thrashing became more intense as she tried to escape the devilish device attached to her overstimulated pussy.

Still smiling, Maria closed her brown eyes and listened to the sound of her two teen captives moaning as she drifted off to sleep.

Both heroines continued to groan and moan in their gags, Kara sending a mental message to her suspended sister across the bed: ‘We'll never make it to morning without cumming, just watching you struggle is driving me crazy!’

‘I know,’ Tara sent back. ‘But we have to try and be strong, we must figure out a way to escape, or we will be doomed.”

Soon, the overhead machine changed the heroines’ positions, raising Tara painfully by her breasts and lowering Kara to the waiting device between her muscular legs. The sensation that Kara felt was the same as her sister’s once her crotch touched a strange device; the device seemed to attach itself to the thin fabric of Kara's tiny costume bottoms directly above her clitoris. Kara felt a cold sensation, and soon her alien costume's bottom were reacting to this cold. The combination of the sonic vibrations and the alien material reacting with the jet of refrigerant spraying directly onto Kara’s costume bottoms was causing sexual energy to crash over her like ocean waves. She stared intently at her sadistic captor, not wanting to look at her sister bound across from her. Kara was afraid that if she stared at her sister's straining body, she would orgasm immediately. In what felt like an eternity, the girls were both moved back to their original positions.

Both heroines hung quietly on either side of the Latin arms dealer’s bed throughout the night, whimpering softly as they fought the sexual energy washing over them. Both girls stared intently at the face of their sadistic captor. Only once during the night did the teen heroines falter: Kara accidentally closed her eyes a little too long, causing the machines to activate. Maria awoke without moving, opening her eyes to watch the redhead as she was pulled up, stretching her already tormented breasts, and the blonde lowered to have her pussy tortured by the insidious device below her stretched body.

Maria closed her eyes, listening to the music of her captived moaning. She thought to herself that she had intended to keep the little brats around for a month, torturing them every day. Now she thought that maybe she would keep them around a little longer. The redhead could crawl behind her on a leash, forcing her to lick her pussy and ass every night. Maria's smile widened at the thought. But no, force her to lick her ass and pussy every time she went to the bathroom; that would be better. Maria drifted off to sleep with the image of Tara’s beautiful face, her mouth wrenched open extremely wide with a metal ring gag; the look on the girl’s face was pure misery. She envisioned the redhead's perfect body chained naked in place, on her knees, the new toilet fixture in her personal bathroom.

By dawn, neither heroine had orgasmed. Maria reviewed the bio data from the previous night and saw that both girls had come close many times but had obviously fought back the feelings. Maria was a little disappointed, but figured it was all part of the process. The girls were removed from the bedroom and placed in their respective reconditioning tubes: the power stones, placed near each girl's body, instantly rejuvenated them. Once that was done, Maria had the girls removed and repositioned in the day’s torture device.