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Jacqueline felt her nipples pressing against the thin fabric of her barely there bikini as she opened the door and saw the two buxom women standing there waiting outside. After weeks of online messaging and scheduling conflicts, finally, it all culminated in this moment.
“Hi Jacqueline!” Nadia beamed her brilliant smile at her.
She was just as beautiful as her online profile pic was.
Her blond hair fell in waves around her shoulders, and a strong, film jawline offset by soft, welcoming hazel eyes, and full, red, pouty lips.
She wore a long waist coat that stopped mid-thigh, which made Jacqueline wonder what the blond woman wore underneath it.
The top few buttons of the coat were open, revealing Nadia’s beautiful, tanned, heaving breasts under what looked like a black leather top or bra, and she wore matching black knee high boots with a wicked heel.
“We’re so excited! Thank you again!” Her sister, Jaimie, smiled as well.
Jaimie was shorter, and while Nadia was all muscles, firm yet feminine and coiled like a cheetah, her sister was softer, rounder with curves that made Jacqueline want to caress and lick her.
Like Nadia, Jaimie had warm and inviting brown eyes, and her smile was no less brilliant, but her hair was bright auburn in opposition to her sister’s striking blond, and she had it back in a loose ponytail instead of flowing freely.
“Oh, wow… you actually came.” Jacqueline smiled, pulling her robe tight over her cleavage.
She had spent so long fantasizing about this exact moment, part of her thought it would never happen. Then when Gino told her that he would be out of town on business for a few days, Jacqueline realized it was the perfect opportunity.
“May we come in?” Nadia asked, and pulled her coat tight across her breasts.
“Oh please.” Jacqueline stepped to the side and let the two sisters in.
“Oh what a beautiful house you have.” Jaimie smiled, admiring the expansive interior.
“Thank you, thank you, may I… may I take your coats,” She asked, though she wasn’t quite sure if normal decorum was appropriate in this situation. “And… your bag?”
Jacqueline now noticed the duffle bag in Nadia’s hand.
She had been so focused on the blond’s cleavage that she had completely overlooked it.
Immediately her imagination ran wild at the thought of what they might have in there, and what they had in store for her.
The sisters must have noticed the older woman flush because they shared a look and giggled.
“Oh, I’m sorry.” Jacqueline shook her head.
Why am I acting like a giggling school girl?
“Actually…” The sisters shared a look. “Is there a place we could change?”
“Oh, absolutely, of course.” Jacqueline smiled and shuffled over to a doorway next to the grand, winding staircase.
Opening the door, she motioned inside to a wide, expansive room with floor to ceiling shelves, a desk, and an old fashioned globe.
“You can change in the study.”
“Wonderful,” Nadia shared a look with her sister. “Give us a few minutes and then we can begin.”
“I can’t wait.” Jacqueline smiled, and watched as the two sisters stepped into the study, turned, gave her a wink, and then closed the door behind them.
Jacqueline stood wringing her hands outside the door, a million different scenarios running through her mind as she did. What would they wear? What would they do to her? What would they let her do to them?
She had found them one restless night while browsing online on tiemedown.com, a kinky social media site.
Jacqueline had made an account years ago on the site, but barely maintained it.
Every now and then she logged into the site to see if anyone piqued her interest.
The images she had posted on it were mild and tasteful, even though she had taken spicier ones in private, she was always scared of someone who knew Gino finding them and alerting her husband.
Not that Gino had a leg to stand on, she knew what he did during those many late nights and business trips, but Gino was a powerful and dangerous man, and not one to anger.
He hoped that keeping Jacqueline happy with a large house and nice things would be enough to keep her satisfied, but…
it wasn’t, and the nights Gino did sleep with her, it was over rather quickly.
They had been married twenty years, when she met him, she was a young cocktail waitress and he was up and coming in “The Family” as he called it. He had wined and dined her, given her the moon, and anything else she wanted. Jacqueline was swept completely off her feet.
Now, at 45, she still had a better body than when she met Gino all those years ago.
Part of being a housewife meant she had plenty of free time, and she spent most of that working out.
Everything on her was tight and firm, and her abs would make most women in their 20s jealous.
Her breasts were firm and full, and the only thing on her that was fake, but she was fine with that.
At her age, her hair color kept it’s natural dark color without even a hint of gray.
As time went, she became a decoration, just another thing that Gino wanted to keep as a possession, like the collection of cars in the garage that he never drove. She still remembered the first time she asked him to tie her up.
“What?” He grumbled.
“Tie me up, come on.” She crossed her arms and smiled at him.
“Oh, I dunno, I never was a boy scout, my knots ain’t so great.”
And he rolled over and went to bed.
BDSM was something Jacqueline had always been interested in, but unfortunately, couldn’t find a partner willing to go the lengths she had wanted to.
Until Nadia and Jaime Bonadyke had reached out to her online.
She still remembered vividly, lying there in bed as Gino snored away next to her, feeling the arousal rush through her body as the sisters told her how they would love to make her fantasies come true, how they would love to keep her tied up in her home for days.
They spent hours each day describing what they would do to each other, sending pics, videos, etc. Once Gino told her he had to leave town for a bit, she knew exactly how she was going to spend the time while he was away.
She had even paid for the Bonadyke sister’s hotel and airfare despite their protests.
I’ve waited this long, there’s nothing that will stop me now.
Then she heard shuffling in the room and her skin raised under her robe.
Realizing that the Bonadyke’s would most likely be emerging from the room wearing something very skimpy and revealing, Jacqueline decided that she should best match them, and undid the sash on her robe, removed it, and draped it over the banister.
Suddenly she felt very exposed and naked, standing there in her home in a tiny, tiny, barely there bikini.
Her top consisted of thin, see through pink mesh, and her erect nipples were doing their best to escape the restrictive fabric.
Her bottom was a small g-string, but held together at the small of her back with a series of rhinestones arranged in an upside down triangle pattern.
It was without a doubt the smallest, and skimpiest swimsuit she ever owned, but something about it made her feel sexy.
When she first put it on for Gino, he made her take it off, insisting she could never wear it in public.
Now she felt a little ridiculous standing in the middle of her large mansion practically naked, but she had the house to herself. No one would see her except for the Bonadykes.
A moment later she heard the library door handle twist, and then it opened to reveal the sisters. Jacqueline had to stifle a gasp as they came strutting out, their heels tapping on the marble floors.
“Ow ow, look at you!” Nadia salivated at the sight of Jacqueline.
“Ohh, I feel overdressed.” Jaime purred.
Both sisters were clad in black leather from head to toe.
Nadia had her black boots, with a very, very small, and very tight black skirt, which rode up along her hips exposing the black panties underneath.
Her large, tanned breasts were heaving against a black leather bra, and she had black leather elbow length gloves and a black bunny mask.
Jaime was dressed more skimpy, wearing similar boots and gloves, but instead of a skirt had a black leather thong and matching bra, along with a bunny mask like her sister.
“Oooh someone’s excited.” Jaime giggled, and Jacqueline looked down at her nipples pressing against the see through mesh of her top.
“Oh, my…” Jacqueline giggled.
“You’ll have to tell me where you got these,” Nadia strutted over and caressed one of Jacqueline’s breasts. “They look lovely. I’m thinking of going up a few sizes myself.”
Nadia gestured to her own swelling cleavage, and Jacqueline couldn’t help but blush, prompting a giggle from the girls.
She had no idea why she should feel self conscious, after all, a quick look at Nadia told her that the blond woman had way more cosmetic surgery than Jacqueline.
Despite her beauty, and being younger than Jacqueline, Nadia obviously had lip filler and possibly a nose job.
“I think we know just how to make you relax.” Nadia noticed Jacqueline becoming self conscious and took the other woman by the arm and led her into the library.
Jacqueline felt her skin flush when she saw the desk in the library. The sisters had opened the duffel bag and arranged the contents carefully, and there was a variety of ropes, restraints, ball gags, tape, handkerchiefs, nipple clamps, and vibrators waiting for her.
“Why don’t you have a seat.” Nadia placed her hands on Jacqueline’s shoulders and guided her to a nearby chair. The blond woman’s touch was firm but not aggressive, but Jacqueline didn’t need to be forced into a chair, she was practically putty in their hands.
Jaime had her back to the other woman, giving Jacqueline a perfect view of the black thong disappearing between her deeply tanned, soft buttocks, then the brunette turned, holding a thick, white cloth between her gloved hands.
“How are we thinking about this.” She giggled, holding the gag out for Jacqueline to see.
“I think it looks perfect.” Jacqueline licked her lips.
“Hmm, I don’t know if you want it hard enough.” Jaime pouted.