Sisters in Slavery

Author’s note to readers. Nothing about this story is meant to portray any of the characters as under eighteen years of age despite the obvious sexual naivety of the main characters. Also this story also features themes of rape, slavery, and bestiality. It is intended as fantasy and nothing else. If you do not like such stories STOP reading now. Especially don’t fill up the comments section with posts about how sick the individuals in the story are or about the people who read or write this style of story. For those looking to take some enjoyment out this tale enjoy yourselves responsibly.

Chapter One

The capture of twin sisters and beginning of their training as sex slaves.

Megan thought back to how this had happened and wondered if there was anything she could of done to have prevented this. Granted when something bad happens to anyone that’s the first thing that goes through their minds. Still she had to wonder if she could of prevented what that woman did to them. Megan and her twin sister Molly lives hadn’t been perfect but to have this happen was inconceivable

The two of them had been raised by their father since the death of their mother shortly after their birth. She knew that he had dated some when they were younger. However due to the challenges of raising two daughters by himself didn’t have the opportunity for a full time relationship until they were in their teens.

Though once he had the chance they saw he made few attempts to meet someone special. They always wondered if it was because of them or some other reason. Both of them had tried talking to him but he’d told them not to worry about it. They suspected that he still hadn’t gotten over their mother’s death. Still they hoped that someday he would find a nice woman.

So after all those years alone they didn’t think anything was wrong when he met Shannon. Even with the age difference between the two of them. After all their dad was almost forty and Shannon was twenty three when they met. Then not even a year later they happily watched as Shannon married their father. The happiness they saw from their father after the honeymoon brought joy to their hearts.

Thinking back the one of the warning signs came not long after the honeymoon when they had to move away from everyone they knew. Megan was certain that she had overlooked this due to the fact there was a valid reason for them moving. The economy had tanked in their home town and both Shannon and their dad got good jobs elsewhere. Hell these jobs even came with a new home once they moved.

Still there had to have been others. For example Megan could of sworn she had seen Shannon checking out Molly on several occasions and was certain she’d been been examined the same way more than once. However this was overlooked by the fact that the two of them were anything but ugly and being identical twins were constantly the subject of such attention. All it would take was a quick look in a mirror to tell them this.

From the long platinum blonde hair stretching down to their asses. To their well toned bodies. Finally there was their faces. More then one friend and teacher had told them they could be a models or movie stars and had always garnered a lot of attention due to their looks that made them both overlook Shannon’s.

But the biggest warning sign had to have been the accident that took their father’s life a week before they were set to move. Another car had crossed over the center medium and stuck their father’s car then fled the scene leaving their father bleeding to death from his injuries. Though they thought Shannon was just as broken up by this as them something just didn’t seam right.

Granted neither of the twins were thinking clearly during this tragedy. But there was something amiss as Shannon quickly took care of the funeral arrangements and two days after the burial moved the three of them away from everyone they knew. Blinded by their own grief they didn’t even take to much notice to the fact that their father had changed his will making Shannon the sole beneficiary. Granted they had no idea that the day before the move Shannon had cashed out all of their father’s investments and other savings into another account under another name.

All they did know something was wrong with how their new stepmother was acting. Yet either through their youth or naivety they failed to notice anything wrong until it was to late. Though when they finally did notice the odd taste of the ice tea Shannon gave them on the drive to their new home it was definitely to late.

When they came to they were naked with steal collars around their necks, matching shackles on their wrists and ankles, ball gags in their mouths, and were locked in cages.