Taiwan by Laura Davis, F/f/f Bnd From: Laura Davis ======================================== 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.