The scenes we were to play were, in order, a full body spanking, clothespins and whipping, hot wax and whipping and a nipple clamp blowjob. I was getting incredibly aroused at the idea. I had especially chosen all the scenes to be between a loving master and his slave. I hoped that would warm them to the idea a bit more. I also didn’t put any fucking in yet. Even though I really wanted to pound their little fresh pussies, I wanted to do something special for their first time.
“We now have the basic premise of our story. Next we’ll need to make a script and make all the scenes fit seamlessly. Why don’t we watch the scenes for some inspiration. Come sit next to me on the couch. Legs spread, hands behind your back.”
The girls complied and sat next to me. I started the compilation I made showing the scenes they chose. I leaned back to enjoy the movie and put my hands in their hotpants. While the movie played I played with their clitts. I greedily grabbed their pussies and massaged the folds of their lips. I slowly started probing their entrances with my index and middle fingers while massaging their clits with my thumb. Both girls became quite uneased under my touch. When they started squirming too much I told them to focus on the video. The difference between Tessa and Danielle was quite big. While both of them became wet when I probed their vagina’s, Danielle’s hot pants were soaked by the time the video’s were done. I stood up and pulled my hands from their cunts. Both girls looked relieved that I took my hands away. Danielle was breathing quite heavily as if she just ran a few miles. My right hand was soaked in Danielle’s juices. I smeared the juices all over Tessa’s face. She closed her eyes and tensed up. I tried to do the same with Danielle, but there just wasn’t enough juice. So I just stuck my fingers in her mouth and made her suck the fingers which were just in her sisters vagina.
“I’m sure you girls are thirsty. I know you are, slave Danielle.” I winked at her. She became bright red with shame and Tessa gave her a dirty look.
“There is some pen and paper on the table. I would like you to make a story out of all the scenes, including dialogue, background, motivation and character backgrounds. I have a wide variety of costumes and props so setting shouldn’t be a problem. Make it believable and sexy. You know my preferences. I’m giving you one hour to complete, I’ll get you something to drink.”
While the girls were working I made some mojito’s. I made them quite strong hoping the alcohol would make their acting a little bit more believable. After I brought their drinks I went to the dining room to prepare for the shoot. I had changed the dining room in a film studio. Five camera’s stood ready to film the action from all angles. All the implements that were to be used on the twins were laid out over the table: whips, nipple clamps, clothespins, candles, ropes and handcuffs. When I came back my slaves had created a very stereotypical story: Highschool girls are in trouble because of bad grades and are punished by the headmaster.
“Hmm, I’m not particularly impressed by the originality of your story. This is one of the most cliched stories I have ever heard. I’ll give you 5 more minutes to spice it up, or I’ll have to do it myself. And I promise you, you wouldn’t want that.”
With panic in their eyes they feverishly tried to come up with something better. But five minutes really isn’t enough to think up of a whole new story. So in the end they decided to make it more exciting by making the headmaster also the father of the girls. I rolled my eyes.
“I’m not into incest, so I think we can throw that idea out. It seems I have no choice but to think up something myself. Hmm, lets see. Let’s keep most of your script and add that when the girls are waiting for the headmaster they get curious and start some lesbian adventures. The headmaster will punish the girls for their bad grades and afterwards punish them for being lesbians. That sounds way better, don’t you think my lovely slaves?”
“Yes master” they answered monotone.
I grabbed their leashes and brought them to the dining room. Together we quickly changed part of the room into something which resembled a headmasters chamber. We then went upstairs to change into our costumes: Sexy highschool uniform for them and me in a suit. I told them to wait in the dining room while I got some extra props. The extra props were two pillories: wooden contraptions for which their victim has to bend over to fit in the holes made for their head and hands. I placed them in the background of the set.
The next few hours were spent filming our film. I won’t go over every detail, but I’ll describe the general process and then describe the movie as we finally had it finished. I had decided to make the movie even more corny by calling the girls Bambi and Candy. The girls weren’t very good actors so we had to reshoot a lot of the dialogue scenes. I didn’t mind about that, I enjoyed ordering them around and making them start over, over a minute detail. Their fearful expressions came in very handy for the punishment scenes. We didn’t really need to repeat the punishment scenes, but we did anyway, because I liked it. Another thing of note is that Danielle really got into the lesbian scene. I doubt she acted at all in that scene. In all other scenes however, any ‘happyness’ was obviously faked.
Chapter 13) Highschool girls in trouble (Movie)
*knock knock*
Nobody was home.
*knock knock*
Still nobody home. Then, slowly, the door handle went down. The door opened and a pair of eyes carefully leered inside.
“He’s not here” The eyes whispered. “We should probably wait for him right? Let’s wait inside.”
“Ok” another voice said.
The two voices belonged to two girls. They made their way into the headmasters office, closing the door behind them.
“Hey Candy, how long do you figure we have to wait here?” Bambi, the long haired blonde with blue eyes, said.
“I don’t know, last time I had to wait for an hour.” Candy replied. Candy, although very similar to Bambi, had green eyes and was a brunette.
“What are you here for?” Candy asked.
“I failed maths, and you?” Bambi replied.
“French.”
“Oh, I can help you with that. I’m very good at French!” Bambi exclaimed. She leaned over to Candy to show her.
“My teacher said I was the best at French the classroom.” Bambi said as she started kissing Candy.
*cue bad sex music*
Within seconds the girls were going at it as sex starved maniacs. Ripping off each others panties, licking each others nipples. Lapping at their partner’s cunt. It didn’t take long for Bambi to reach the biggest orgasm she ever had. Right at the peak of her orgasmic screams the girls were startled by the sound of the door closing. The girls quickly tried to get themselves in order. The headmaster ignored them and went to his desk.
“Let’s see, Bambi and Candy, why are you here?”
“I failed maths again, sir.” Bambi replied coyly.
“And I failed french, sir!” Candy continued.
“Hmm, I think you’ll need some more motivation. Pull down your panties, bend over and put your hands on my desk.”