Twin Slaves

Faith

Faith wakes up on a cold stone floor, her body curled into itself, instinctualy trying to keep herself warm. Her long black hair, covering her face. Her hot breath and her pounding heart, are the only sounds she hears.

She stretches her right leg, feeling the bruised flesh stretching over the tired muscles, she moans as the pain tries to control her. A chill runs through her.

Suddenly aware of the  eyes, intently watching her, she is afraid, not knowing where she is, how she got here, all she knows is she hurts, she is cold, she is naked, in a dark room and being watched .

She places her palms on the floor and slowly starts to rise, her back arches as her knees bend. Standing now, naked, in the center of a room, faith lifts her head, looks around and says....

Who is out there????


A sharp pain forces her down to the floor again , her right leg burning. She screams in pain, a whip lashing, stinging her flesh, each stroke harder then the last.
 

With tears staining her face , faith screams  ...

Who are You??????

Hope

Hope awakes on a soft bed in a dark room, her body stretched out over layers of fur. She moves her legs back and forth moaning with pleasure. Her hands stroking her naked, flawless skin. Cupping her breast as she lays on her back. She knows she is being watched, eyes caressing her flesh,  soft moans fill the room with passion... hope  whispers....

Who is out there?

Her hands travel over her body. She spreads her legs, reaching for her slave heat. Suddenly she feels a hand grabbing her wrist, pulling it high above her head. She can smell Him, feel Him on top of her...This Master makes no sound as His **** rams hard into her slave heat....hope screams with pleasure as He takes her...

Her ****** searing into every cell in her body as she yells ...

Who are You??????

Faith

Her screams of pain do not interrupt the relentless cracking of the whip. Faith's flesh torn, blood dripping down her belly. She stands her ground, wanting to run, flee from this darkness and  pain.

As the whip digs into the flesh of her back, she twirls around, trying to catch a glimpse of the Master who wields the whip.

Who are You????

A loud laughter fills the room as a spot light comes on. The light, invades the darkness and forces her to close her eyes. Faith tries to pear out into the darkness , looking for Him. She moves in circles, not sure where the next lash will come from, her blood races through her heart, her instincts telling her to run, but she knows she is trapped in this room...with Him

Why??

she screams as she feels the sting of the whip across her back again and again.

Hope

Her screams of pleasure do not interrupt this Masters rhythm, His **** delving deeper with each thrust, her slave heat dripping , filling the room with their scent.  Hope lifts her legs and wraps them around her Master, encircling around His body.

With every breath, every beat of hopes heart she yearns to keep Him inside her, yearns to please Him. Every Night He comes to her in the dark, never speaks, never lets her see Him.

His moans fill her senses as she feels His ****** filling her inside, she arches her back, pushing her hips higher wanting more.

His pleasure feeding hopes soul..

she begs Him...

Who are You???

His strong hand covers her mouth, as He lays on top of her, spent. He rests on top of her for several minutes, kissing her lovingly then He rises quickly, and leaves without a word...

hope lays on the furs her body covered with His scent..

she needs Him so...

Why???

she cries softly as she lays there..alone..

Faith

Faith lays on the floor, bleeding, her legs broken , no longer able to stand.The smell of fear surrounds her, the taste of sweat and blood still fresh in her mouth . The cold stone floor soothing her pain , she lays there motionless, dying.

Her long black hair , matted with blood clinging to her back.She tries to get up, her broken body betraying her instinct. Faith tries to scream, only pitiful moans escape her bloodied lips... Unable to move, unable to speak, she tries to slow her breathing, turning her thoughts inwards, listening to her heart.


Will


Will watches closely, the beast on the floor. The power burning inside this beast is unlike any he has ever seen. He was told to be very careful of this one and to break her.

He approaches her slowly, He extends his arm, His fingers gently stroking the beasts neck, looking..feeling to see if she is still alive. ...Leaning over her, looking into her eyes,,,,,

Will whispers....

Who are you.....?

Master

Master watches her laying on the bed, His gift, His prize.

Her power intense, He knew the moment He saw her, that He loved her deeply, wanted to protect her. He watches as she masturbates.

her passion, her lust never diminishing.

He whispers...

Who are you?....

Faith


She hears a voice whispering, in the dark..
Who are you?....

she opens her mouth to respond.. 

i don't know ...

Faith starts to cry, the pain having numbed her senses she starts to tremble.

Get up

she hears the same voice again...

No..

she screams....but
her cracked voice is a mere whisper...

She senses Him close, feels his breath on her flesh, His eyes looking at her laying on the stone floor.


Her eyes too swollen to open, she lifts her arm, reaching out to His face. He watches her struggle to lift the bruised arm from the floor, her long fingers reaching for His face..He is stunned for a moment, watching her struggle.

Gently she strokes His face , her finger tracing the line of His jaw, the contour of his lips... her hand, drops hard, to the floor..

Again He orders her...

Get up


she whispers softly


i am dying, please.. let me die...

His response no louder then hers..

Never

 He roughly grabs her wrists and pulls her to the wall. As He attaches the shackles to all her limbs...she begs him to release her...


Leaning in to kiss her, He whispers a promise...

Never... for you are mine...



Hope

Who are you?

His voice softly caressing her mind, she opens herself to His presence,
she whispers softly into the darkness..

i am for You..

her moans of loneliness filling the air....

Get up

she hears Him order her, immediately hope rises, standing legs parted, arms extended, wrists crossed, head low...

her heart races is this the moment? will He come for her? she knows He is close, watching her, she feels His essence around her.


Her body tense as she stands and waits. her long black hair flowing over her pale soft flesh.

Softly, hope whispers,

May  i serve you Master?


hopes words begging him to  say yes. ..

The darkness is silent, her body remains in position but her soul collapses exhausted. .....

again hope whispers..

Please Master... when will You let me please You...??



Leaning in to kiss her, He whispers a promise...

Always... for you are mine...


Will

Will stands vigilant and watches over His charge as she sleeps on the cold floor. He knows He must break her before she is to be presented to her Master, or it is His back that will be broken. . She is strong, never before has He seen a beast with such beauty, such passion. He feels respect for this beast, His desire to claim Her growing.

I must have you to Myself... .but how..

Faith

As she lays on the cold unforgiving floor, she dreams of a better place , running on the sand, the cold ocean air in her face, the warm sun on her back, her sisters chasing her as they  all  race down the beach together, free, happy, safe.

The blue skies above filled with big fluffy white clouds, their innocent laughter melding harmoniously with the sounds of the crashing waves, creating natures song.

Will

Wake up

He orders, she does not move... He picks up a bucket of cold water and throws it at her. With a jolt she gets up, the pain of her broken body forgotten for a moment but quickly returns, as she feels herself drop back to the floor. Trying to hide her pain, she manages three words.

Please Kill me....

Will says as he leans in to stroke her face..


Never...


Master

He stands by her bed, watching her sleep in the bed of fur and silk, her legs tucked in underneath her as she sleeps. He knows He must break her. To break a slave who is so willing to please, is not an easy task.

Her need, is what must be broken.

She is the embodiment of beauty, the passion born into her is unsurpassed by any before her, she is love incarnate...

Master  feels such desire for this slave....

I must have all of you.

Hope

As she lays in the bed of silk and furs, her soft body comforted by the warmth and delicateness of the bed, she dreams of a better place,

Wake up, He orders, she does not move. He leans in to kiss her softly on the lips, she moans as she accepts His kiss, her lips parting, her tongue delving inside His warm wet hungry mouth. T/theire kiss passionate, her moans lustful...

she begs Him

Please Master , take me again..

Softly He whispers

Yes...
girlflower girlflower
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6 Responses Mar 12, 2009

this avatar actualy inspired this story...

thank You BarbieB , glad it entertained You...i hope i have time to upload some more this weekend

Wow what a story. Loved it.

Your compliments warm my heart Master , thank You<br />
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purpleriz..i am so glad it entertained you!

I love this story gf....

Thank You...<br />
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this story took a long time to pull out of me...