The twins-a prelude(m/ff)
Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2019 4:00 am
Sorry for the atrociously long hiatus, life's been quite the hell and I kinda ran out of creativity juice. Originally this story is set to be a spin off from my main continuity (which I will link as soon as this story is up)
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The name's Stephen, Stephen Pszczyna. Okay I figured that surname doesn't sound as bold as bond nor Elrond, but worth the attempts. 7 years ago someone slammed me in the can. A month ago a foolishly overweight guard let his guard down, letting me slip through the prison perimeter. As I crouched my way from the bushes;the drizzle above my head gave me a sliver of hope, that my rooting grudge can finally gave fruit.
Back then when I first came out I needed a ride and fresh outfits. I could easily have both of those...if I had my procedurally confiscated gun. Still in my uniform I jogged past rows of houses, anxiety crawled on top of me as at any moment, a resident could see me from their second story windows, lift a phone and dial 911. My luck finally came as I saw am wire laiden door creaking back and forth, rocked gently by the wind.
I slipped myself between the gaps and laid down onto the floor. My breath heavy and still on high alert as there is someone still in the house. I rolled-yes rolled my way slowly pushing the aluminium frame aside. I tugged on my stubbles, thinking of my next move. I spotted a young dark haired oriental lady just strutting around in the kitchen donning nothing but a slightly oversized white shirt; 5 quarter maybe 5 and a half feet she's nothing I couldn't handle even before the jailyard workouts. Thank apple for airpods as I tiptoed my way unnoticed just past her and into an unlocked room.
Judging from the decor and pastel red wallpaper; it's pretty reasonable to deduce that it's her personal room- built back when she was younger. I rummaged through her cupboards and found a roll of blue duct tape, probably for handicrafts. I ripped off a length of the duct tape and slapped it over my convict number before rifling through her drawers finding myself a long red scarf which I knotted a ball in the middle. hiding myself between the door's blindspot. Waiting for her to come over.
"AAAMMMMPHHHHHH!!!!" her screams are muffled by my hand over her mouth as she is pinned down onto the floor. The scarf tied tied around her head; the knot stuck between her teeth firmly holding her mouth partially open. I used the duct tape to secure her wrists crossed tightly behind her back, consuming a good 3 feet of it. "Whhhhh mmppphhh" She mumbled, her long shiny black hair got into a mess as she thrashed around trying to set herself free. I ripped another opening from the duct tape and started to tape her ankles together, further immobilizing the young lady.
I wiped the streaming sweat from my forehead as I double checked on my work. I had to admit that she is pretty good looking with her elliptical eyes which now looked up to me with so much pleading. Her butt is round and firm, now I could see clad in red tennis knickers. Her poutish pink lips slightly parted open showing rows of perfect white teeth. I lifted her over my shoulder and threw her onto her bed.
"Is there anybody else home?" I asked her as she squirmed about trying to fumble with her bonds. She timidly nodded and her chin hinted at a portrait sitting atop of her desk. I picked up the frame and my jaw almost dropped as I saw a perfect carbon copy of my victim smiling right next to her. Same hair, same smile- well hostage honey here isn't smiling but I could imagine; they both had similar figure too. I may need to focus on defending my newfound freedom, but having both twins all trussed up could be a great start after breaking from an all male facility. She shook her head "no" as I walked up to her with a smile."Don't worry, your sissy could join you later" I whispered into her ear as I ripped off another length of duct tape and put the girl into darkness.
"Leah I'm hooome." A female voice echoed the halls as light footsteps followed. "keep quite" I whispered to the tied, gagged and blindfolded "leah" before hiding in the same corner, decking the element of surprise in my favour. "Leah why didn't you....OH MY GOmmmphhhh!!" Her sister quickly got pinned against the wall. Apparently she just came from from a swimming session of some sorts; she got a dark green tank-top bikini just beneath her jacket. her struggling stopped to a freeze as she felt a kitchen knife being held against her face."Take off your jacket and pull down your trousers, now." I ordered
*krrrrrttt* the sound of tape ripped as her wrists are tied behind her back just like her sister's "Name?" I asked as I tied her elbows touching together, pushing her breasts forward and made them racks looked larger."Leena, what have you done to Leammmmppphh" Her question was cute short by a knotted black scarf tied between her pearly whites, and the length secured behind her head. I frogmarched her onto the bed with Leah and worked to tie her ankles together.
'hello there Leena, Leah; my name is not important but what important is your heads-just be a good pair of dolls and maybe I'll let you both unscathed." I greeted as Leena huddled down with her twin,"pllllsss nnmmph" she begged, her eyes started to well up with tears as leah just sat there cluelessly
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The name's Stephen, Stephen Pszczyna. Okay I figured that surname doesn't sound as bold as bond nor Elrond, but worth the attempts. 7 years ago someone slammed me in the can. A month ago a foolishly overweight guard let his guard down, letting me slip through the prison perimeter. As I crouched my way from the bushes;the drizzle above my head gave me a sliver of hope, that my rooting grudge can finally gave fruit.
Back then when I first came out I needed a ride and fresh outfits. I could easily have both of those...if I had my procedurally confiscated gun. Still in my uniform I jogged past rows of houses, anxiety crawled on top of me as at any moment, a resident could see me from their second story windows, lift a phone and dial 911. My luck finally came as I saw am wire laiden door creaking back and forth, rocked gently by the wind.
I slipped myself between the gaps and laid down onto the floor. My breath heavy and still on high alert as there is someone still in the house. I rolled-yes rolled my way slowly pushing the aluminium frame aside. I tugged on my stubbles, thinking of my next move. I spotted a young dark haired oriental lady just strutting around in the kitchen donning nothing but a slightly oversized white shirt; 5 quarter maybe 5 and a half feet she's nothing I couldn't handle even before the jailyard workouts. Thank apple for airpods as I tiptoed my way unnoticed just past her and into an unlocked room.
Judging from the decor and pastel red wallpaper; it's pretty reasonable to deduce that it's her personal room- built back when she was younger. I rummaged through her cupboards and found a roll of blue duct tape, probably for handicrafts. I ripped off a length of the duct tape and slapped it over my convict number before rifling through her drawers finding myself a long red scarf which I knotted a ball in the middle. hiding myself between the door's blindspot. Waiting for her to come over.
"AAAMMMMPHHHHHH!!!!" her screams are muffled by my hand over her mouth as she is pinned down onto the floor. The scarf tied tied around her head; the knot stuck between her teeth firmly holding her mouth partially open. I used the duct tape to secure her wrists crossed tightly behind her back, consuming a good 3 feet of it. "Whhhhh mmppphhh" She mumbled, her long shiny black hair got into a mess as she thrashed around trying to set herself free. I ripped another opening from the duct tape and started to tape her ankles together, further immobilizing the young lady.
I wiped the streaming sweat from my forehead as I double checked on my work. I had to admit that she is pretty good looking with her elliptical eyes which now looked up to me with so much pleading. Her butt is round and firm, now I could see clad in red tennis knickers. Her poutish pink lips slightly parted open showing rows of perfect white teeth. I lifted her over my shoulder and threw her onto her bed.
"Is there anybody else home?" I asked her as she squirmed about trying to fumble with her bonds. She timidly nodded and her chin hinted at a portrait sitting atop of her desk. I picked up the frame and my jaw almost dropped as I saw a perfect carbon copy of my victim smiling right next to her. Same hair, same smile- well hostage honey here isn't smiling but I could imagine; they both had similar figure too. I may need to focus on defending my newfound freedom, but having both twins all trussed up could be a great start after breaking from an all male facility. She shook her head "no" as I walked up to her with a smile."Don't worry, your sissy could join you later" I whispered into her ear as I ripped off another length of duct tape and put the girl into darkness.
"Leah I'm hooome." A female voice echoed the halls as light footsteps followed. "keep quite" I whispered to the tied, gagged and blindfolded "leah" before hiding in the same corner, decking the element of surprise in my favour. "Leah why didn't you....OH MY GOmmmphhhh!!" Her sister quickly got pinned against the wall. Apparently she just came from from a swimming session of some sorts; she got a dark green tank-top bikini just beneath her jacket. her struggling stopped to a freeze as she felt a kitchen knife being held against her face."Take off your jacket and pull down your trousers, now." I ordered
*krrrrrttt* the sound of tape ripped as her wrists are tied behind her back just like her sister's "Name?" I asked as I tied her elbows touching together, pushing her breasts forward and made them racks looked larger."Leena, what have you done to Leammmmppphh" Her question was cute short by a knotted black scarf tied between her pearly whites, and the length secured behind her head. I frogmarched her onto the bed with Leah and worked to tie her ankles together.
'hello there Leena, Leah; my name is not important but what important is your heads-just be a good pair of dolls and maybe I'll let you both unscathed." I greeted as Leena huddled down with her twin,"pllllsss nnmmph" she begged, her eyes started to well up with tears as leah just sat there cluelessly