Date: Tue, 6 Jul 2010 16:47:35 EDT
From: ldavis4@hotmail.com
Subject: Taiwan

Taiwan  by  Laura Davis, F/f/f Bnd From: Laura Davis
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The trip to Taiwan  during summer vacation was meant to take their minds
off the tragic death of  their mother in an automobile accident the previous
winter. The twins, Abigail  and Amanda, were suspicious of everything their
stepfather said and did but the  trip seemed like a genuine attempt to help
them forget. They celebrated their  14th birthday a week before they left.
They were right to be  suspicious. Their stepfather had made arrangements
with one of the triads. The  twins would not be returning from Taiwan. Later,
after a suitable  period of `mourning' he'd go into court and petition to
have them declared dead.  Then all of that lovely money now tied up in
trusts would be his. He couldn't  wait.
While their stepfather attended  to business the twins toured Taiwan with a
woman named Lilly Ma.  Lilly, a woman in her late thirties, had been sent
by the triad to effect the  disposal of the twins. The plan was for them to
be lost at sea when the boat  they were on exploded and burned. But after
getting a good look at the twins  Lilly made other plans. The boat exploded and
burned on schedule but the twins  weren't aboard. They were watching from
another boat after having been told of  their stepfather's plans.
That night a Grumman Gulfstream  business jet left for Hong Kong. The only
passengers were Lilly and the twins. Lilly had gone aboard openly but the
twins  had been smuggled aboard in a food service cart. One the plane was off
the  ground Lilly turned to the twins and said, "Remove your clothes."
At fourteen, the twins were  slender blonde tomboys. They were pretty in
the way most young girls are pretty  - smooth, unlined faces and taut, firm
bodies, slender legs and tight little  butts, small budding breasts and firm,
flat bellies. But the twins, unlike most  girls, had the promise of great
beauty in the not-too-distant future.  Their green eyes shone with a fierce
intelligence and their skin was perfect, without a blemish.
Lilly had patiently explained  things to them when she told them about
their stepfather's plans. "If you are  alive there is always the chance that
you can go back later and thwart his  plans. In the meantime you have to live
and learn and grow strong. The only way  I can ensure that is to `sell' you
to a trusted friend."
Amanda, the younger by two  minutes, had glanced at Abigail.
Abigail had always been the  leader by virtue of being born first and she
usually spoke for both of them.  "What do you mean by sell?"
"Exactly that. You will go to  Hong Kong and be sold into slavery. You'll
go  on the block and be sold at auction. Of course, you'll be sold as a pair
and the  auction will be rigged. My friend will buy you."
"What happens after that? Will  we really be slaves?"
"My friend will keep you and  protect you and see to your education. And
yes, you'll really be  slaves."
Abigail and Amanda glanced at  each other. "What does your friend get out
of it?"
Lilly smiled.  "You."
Since the alternative was death  the twins had agreed to the plan. Now, on
the Gulfstream, they shed their  clothes and stood quietly, holding hands,
while Lilly looked them over. They  were lovely, their bodies perfect and
Lilly was satisfied that they'd bring a  good price even if the auction was
rigged. She waved them back to their seats  and gathered up their discarded
clothing. The girls sat and chatted happily.  Being nude didn't seem to bother
them.
It was dark when the Gulfstream  landed in Hong Kong. The girls were
smuggled  off the plane and into a nondescript van belonging to a catering
service. An  hour later they were delivered to Lilly at the triad warehouse where
the auction  would take place that very night.
The girls were introduced to a  smiling young woman named Irene who would
prepare them to go on the block. Irene  was young, no more than eighteen, and
pretty, and nude. A thin collar around her  neck proclaimed her status -
Irene was a slave too. The twins were fascinated by  her complete lack of body
hair and her full, firm breasts that bounced  enticingly with each step she
took. She took their hands and led them down a  dark hallway to a
surprisingly luxurious bathroom.
The first thing Irene did was  trim and style their hair. She was very
skillful and the twins were well pleased  with the result.  Their long
ponytails were gone. Their new hairstyle was very short, giving then a rather
boyish look. Next, she trimmed their sparse growth of silky blonde pubic hair
while they blushed and giggled.  Then, using a straight razor, she shaved them
both. She shaved their  pubic mounds completely but she left the fine
growth of sun-bleached downy hair  on their slender thighs.
She filled a tub with hot water  and scented oils and bathed them. The tub
was big enough for all three of them  at once and Irene climbed in and they
all soaked for a while before Irene bathed  the girls. Irene's English was
flawless and she happily chatted with them and  answered all of their
questions. The twins didn't seem at all bothered by their  situation. But,
considering the alternative, maybe their attitude wasn't too  surprising.
Irene didn't let the girls do  anything for themselves. She washed them
thoroughly and they blushed when she  washed between their legs and in the
crease between their firmly rounded  buttocks. After the bath, she massaged them
with a scented body oil that left  their skin gleaming. She collared them,
place leather cuffs on their slender  wrists, and when the time came she
fastened their wrists behind their backs and  snapped leashes onto their
collars. Then she led them down the hallway and into  a large darkened room.
The room was huge and the  central feature was a lighted platform. Irene
led the girls up onto the platform  and paraded them around it for several
minutes, displaying their nubile bodies  to the bidders. Finally, she stopped
at the front of the platform and waited.  The girls were positioned on either
side of her. She dropped their leashes and  caressed their buttocks while
the bidding was conducted. They were sold for more  than $400,000. American
dollars.
Irene led them down from the  platform and kissed them both before turning
them over to the representative  sent by their new owner. He was a
tough-looking older man wearing a chauffeur's  uniform. He took their leashes in his
left hand and led them out through the  back to a waiting limousine. He
opened the back door, removed their leashes, and  ushered them in where they
were greeted by their new owner.
They were surprised to see a  beautiful young woman sitting in the center
of the rear seat. She was no more  than 23 or 24 and stunningly beautiful.
She was wearing exercise clothes -  sports bra, spandex shorts, socks, and
Nike cross trainers - but she looked  right at home in the limousine. Her long
black hair was pulled back into a  French braid. She was slender and her
body was fit and firm. Her amber skin  glowed with health and her big brown
eyes surveyed the twins calmly.
They were crouched on the  floor, looking up at her in wonder.
They'd never expected their new  owner to be a woman. She smiled and patted
the seat on either side. "Come, sit  by me." The girls scrambled up onto
the seat, Abigail on the left, Amanda on the  right.  "My name is Kelly Wu."
She  slipped her arms around their shoulders and drew them close. "You're
mine, now.  My pets. Do you understand your situation?"
Abigail nodded. "Yes, we're  slaves. Your slaves." She paused and glanced
up at Kelly. "Lilly Ma said you'd  take care of us and protect us. Is that
true?"
Kelly smiled and nodded. "Yes,  it's true. You're mine and nobody is going
to hurt you." Satisfied, the girls  cuddled against her and she stroked
their backs and shoulders while she  explained her rules to them, ending with, "
So, while I'll be strict you'll find  that I'm fair. As long as you're
good and do what's expected of you we'll get  along fine." She kissed each of
them in turn, a soft kiss on the  lips.
A few minutes later the  limousine arrived at Kelly's house on the lower
slopes of Victoria's Peak. The  house, which she'd inherited from her father,
wasn't the biggest or most  luxurious on the peak by a wide margin but it
was surrounded by three acres of  precious land and a high stone wall. The
limousine pulled though the gates and  stopped in front of a three-car garage.
The girls tumbled out, followed more  slowly by Kelly. The servants, who'd
been alerted by the chauffeur via his cell  phone, were lined up by the
door. There was a butler, a cook, and three  housemaids. All were female. The
chauffeur, Peter, was the only male in the  household and he lived in an
apartment over the garage.
If the staff saw anything  strange about their mistress coming home with
two nude teenagers they were  careful to conceal it. Kelly gave the twins a
tour of the house and grounds  before sending them to bed. They'd have their
own room for studying and storing  their clothes but they would sleep in Kelly
's bed. The twins were tucked away by  one a.m. but Kelly didn't get to
bed for another hour. When she finally crawled  into bed she found the twins
sound asleep, wrapped around each  other.
They woke her at the ungodly  hour of ten a.m. and paid for their crime
with a good spanking administered by  Kelly with her bare hand. When they were
both crying satisfactorily, Kelly sent  them to kneel in opposite corners of
the room and then she promptly went back to  sleep. When she woke again at
noon the girls were still on their knees in their  respective corners.
She sat up and stretched and  then called for the girls to join her. She
cuddled them, kissed them, stroked  them, and assured them that she wasn't
angry with them any more. She told them  that they were the prettiest, nicest
girls she'd ever met. When they were  smiling happily she took them into the
bathroom and they all crowded into the  shower together.
The twins seemed uncommonly at  ease with their nudity and not at all shy
about grabbing sponges and bathing  Kelly. When she asked them about it,
Abigail shrugged and said, "Mom always  taught us to accept what we couldn't
change and make the best of it."
After the water was turned off  Kelly took them right there on the bathroom
floor, Abigail first and then  Amanda. An exploratory finger told her that
they were, indeed, virgins. They  wiggled, giggled, and blushed but they
clearly enjoyed being touched and  fondled. Amanda sat hugging her knees to her
chest while Kelly explored  Abigail's tight little pussy with her tongue.
Abigail's orgasm, her first, left  her limp and breathless but eager for
another.  She sat close by and stroked Amanda's  hair while Kelly licked Amanda'
s virgin pussy.
When she was finished, Kelly  decided another shower was needed and so they
squeezed into the shower stall  again and bathed each other. Later, during
lunch, Abigail shyly asked if it was  okay for her and Amanda to `do' each
other. "Just for practice, of  course."
Kelly chuckled and shook her  head. "No, you can't `do' each other. You'
ll get plenty of practice tonight."  The girls were on their knees, side by
side, and Kelly was feeding them from her  plate, using her fingers. They
nodded, their disappointment clear.
Since they had no clothing, one  of the maids was dispatched to buy jeans,
t-shirts, socks, and running shoes.  When she returned, the girls got
dressed and Kelly took them shopping. She  bought them identical wardrobes,
everything from underwear to bathing suits.  They stripped down and tried things
on without the slightest trace of  embarrassment. When they arrived back at
the house they were all tired. The  twins were nude of course, having
stripped as soon as they got into the  limousine. Kelly's rule on clothing was
quite clear.  The girls were forbidden to wear clothes  in private.
That night, in bed, Kelly  taught the twins how to please her with fingers
and tongues. They were quite  learners and enjoyed ganging up on her,
bringing her to orgasm after orgasm,  until they were all sweaty and exhausted.
After resting for a few minutes she  spanked them to remind them that they
were slaves. This time she used a supple  leather strap. The girls were braced
against the wall, hands laced behind their  necks, elbows forward and
touching the wall. She spanked them until their butts  were a flaming red color
and they were sobbing continuously.
When she finally tossed the  strap aside she left the girls standing there
until they stopped crying. Then  she summoned them to bed and made love to
them again. Gradually, over time, the  twins came to associate sexual
pleasure with pain, as Kelly had intended. Later,  as a reward, she gave them
permission to make love to each other. She watched,  sleepily, as the girls
explored each other's bodies. The fact that their bodies  were identical lent a
certain spice to their enjoyment of each  other.
The next day Kelly began their  training as sexual slaves. She taught them
how to present themselves pleasingly  - crouching, buttocks resting on their
heels, knees spread wide, hands at their  sides, heads up, lips slightly
parted. She showed them how to masturbate to  please and excite a watcher. She
fucked them with a strap-on dildo to `cure'  their virginity. Both girls
cried as they were penetrated for the first time. It  hurt and there was a
minor amount of bleeding. Kelly thought they looked sexy  with blood drying on
their slender thighs.
She was astonished and aroused  when she found them in the bathroom,
licking each other clean like kittens. But  she spanked them for having sex with
each other without permission. Not a  serious spanking but enough to generate
some tears. After a suitable period on  their knees she was happy to co
mfort them and reassure them that she loved and  valued them.
Meanwhile, other things were  going on. New names and new American
passports, genuine passports, were obtained  after suitable amounts of cash changed
hands. The girls became Abigail and  Amanda Adams, orphans from southern
California. An official court appearance  resulted in their becoming Kelly's
legal wards. They were enrolled in the a  convent school run by one of the
Catholic missionary orders.
Kelly, who managed her  considerable wealth from an office located on the
top floor of the house, was  loath to be parted with them for even a minute
but she realized that they had to  go to school.  She drove them both  ways
in a Lexus SUV that she purchased just for that purpose. The girls looked
adorable in their uniforms with their waistbands rolled to show off more of
their slim, beautiful legs.
Kelly pushed them hard,  physically and mentally. The three of them ran
every day and worked out at least  three times a week in the exercise room next
to Kelly's office. She reviewed  their homework every night and when the
results didn't meet her standards she  was merciless. The offender often had
to redo the work while standing or  kneeling because sitting would have been
too painful.
In public, the girls were  well-behaved young ladies. With Kelly, they were
shameless sluts. By the time  they turned fifteen they'd grown two inches,
to 5' 7", and had filled out  considerably.  They were well on  their way
to becoming extremely beautiful young women. One of Kelly's favorite  things
was to have position the girls on top of her desk on their hands and  knees,
nude of course. Then she take turns stroking them - back, buttocks,
thighs, and vulva. The first one to make a sound was the loser and had to sleep
on the floor that night. After a while, both girls could often be brought to
orgasm without either making a single sound.
For their fifteenth birthday,  Kelly took the girls out to dinner at one of
the best of the floating  restaurants. They wore identical black silk
dresses with strappy sandals. They  were nicely tanned and the dresses were very
short in order to show off their  long, sleek legs. Neither twin wore
anything under her dress. Their full, firm  breasts bounced gently and their
pointy pink nipples did their best to poke  holes in the thin silk. Each wore a
hand-tooled leather collar imported from  England. Neither wore any jewelry
and  their makeup was minimal. They were, everyone agreed, stunningly
beautiful. A  half-dozen of their friends accompanied them from school.
After dinner, Kelly presented  them with identical diamond pendants. A
carefully measured gold chain allowed a  flawless two-carat diamond to nestle
between their firm breasts. Their low-cut  dresses showed off both diamonds
and cleavage to perfection. They each had tears  in their eyes as they circled
the table to give Kelly a chaste kiss on the  cheek.
Their training continued. At a  private party, in the full heat of summer,
Kelly appeared with the twins. The  girls were nude and oiled, and wore
jeweled collars with matching leashes. They  had been pierced and gold rings
dangled from their nipples, labia, and clitoral  hood. Tiny stainless steed
studs pierced the base of their clits, keeping them  in a near-constant state
of sexual arousal. Their hands were secured behind  their backs with leather
cuffs.
They followed Kelly around,  dropping to their knees whenever she stopped.
The rest of the time they trailed  her at the end of their leashes. They
maintained a haughty air that reminded  many of a pair of leashed ocelots that
had once been popular attractions as they  were paraded around the zoo by
their keepers. An older man offered Kelly a cool  million dollars for them,
American dollars payable in cash on delivery. She  refused after pretending to
consider the offer in order to tease the girls. She  felt guilty when she
saw the tears and the terror in their eyes. But she was  thrilled that the
mere thought of being sold terrified them.
A young married woman, an old  friend of Kelly's was very impressed. "May
I borrow them for an  afternoon?"
Kelly glanced at the twins and  saw them eyeing the young woman, whose name
was Jill, with interest. Jill was  slim and cute but not nearly as
beautiful as Kelly. "I can't, not yet at least,  but perhaps you'd join us for a
swim tomorrow afternoon?"
Jill nodded, "I'd love to!  About noon?"
When Jill arrived, the twins  answered the door and welcomed her into the
foyer. They were, of course, nude.  Jill kissed each of them in turn,
enjoying the touch of their soft lips. She was  there to play with them so she wasn'
t shy about running her hands down over  their backs to cup their firm
buttocks while her tongue explored their willing  mouths. After this greeting
she stood quietly and allowed the girls to strip  her. "Where's Kelly?" Jill
half hoped that Kelly would be out so she could have  some uninterrupted fun
with the twins.
"She's out at the pool."  Abigail was doing the talking but since Jill wasn
't familiar with the way things  were she didn't know that it was Abigail
who usually answered all questions.  "I'm Abigail.  Amanda's the quiet  one.
" Abigail took Jill's hand and led the way out to the pool while Amanda
trailed along behind, admiring Jill's tight little butt, wondering what it
would  be like to fuck her with a strap-on. Thanks to Kelly's training the
girls were  quite uninhibited. Sex was a major factor in their lives.