Prologue

 

Emma stared at Tessa, but her younger sibling was blindfolded and could not see her. Emma was glad that she couldn't, not wanting her to see that one source of her pain was coming from her. She still could not believe this was actually happening, this was supposed to be a summer of fun. When they arrived here a few days ago everything was fine, but now it was a nightmare that defied belief.

Emma strained to keep her toes on the floor, not wanting to hurt Tessa any more than she already was, but it was getting harder with each passing minute. She was actually glad that her mouth was taped shut, just like Tessa's was, afraid she might soon scream and let her little sister know she was here with her. She was sure that Steve and his brother Art would soon reveal the truth to Tessa, but for now Emma was glad her sister was in the dark.

They were alone in the basement for now, but she knew the evil brothers would soon come to torment them personally. She knew there was no escape since they were on their new step-dad's ranch in the middle of nowhere. The sisters' mom had just married him and left for a summer long honeymoon, leaving her daughters seemingly safe at his house with his grown sons. Steve was twenty-eight and Artie twenty-four, the same age as Emma. Poor Tessa had just turned twenty-one, and what had started out as a game of teasing their new siblings had turned into this perverted mess.

The stress on her bound wrists was getting worse and Emma could feel the pins and needles of lost circulation. She was naked, just like her sister, and was now drenched by perspiration caused by her own pain and fear. She could not close her legs to gain any relief, since her ankles were bound in rope and attached to a three-foot long pole between them. The rope holding her wrists was threaded through a pulley mounted to the ceiling, running down at an angle as it bisected the folds of her sister's sex. The end of it was tightly tied around Tessa's waist and was pulled through her butt cheeks before climbing up to the pulley.

But that was not the only stress Tessa was feeling, since her legs were bound just like Emma's. Tessa's wrists were also tied and strung up to a ring in the ceiling. But the tension from the crotch rope made her arch forward to keep it from digging too deeply into her pussy flesh. All in all, the sisters were caught in a trap with no hope of escape.

Emma blamed herself for this, having instigated the provocative way they had played with the young men. But how Steve and Art reacted was still hard to believe, but she had no clue that this was all planned before they arrived here. As she hung there trying to cope with this situation, she tried to think back to how this had started.

Chapter 1: Summer Begins

 

Emma had a hard time believing that mom was actually marrying a man she had met just a few months ago. But here they were standing on a bluff facing the ocean while a minister performed the ceremony. It was just mom and Ryan, his sons Steve and Art, along with Emma and her sister Tessa. It was just an immediate family affair with Emma making sure she eyed her new stepbrothers. They were a handsome and roguish pair and both had curly dark hair like their father. Ryan was a few years older than her mom, just like the brothers were older than her and Tessa.

They had found out about mom's sudden plans, ones that would change their lives, just a couple of weeks ago. Now, as the ceremony concluded, Emma wondered what life was going to be like. Since their father left mom just after Tessa was born, life had always been a struggle. Now that Ryan married her, things were going to change drastically.

He was rich, at least by any standard Emma understood. The good news was that it seemed their financial struggles were over, but they had to move to his house, over a hundred miles away from their lives. Emma was glad she could give up the waitress job she had, but leaving behind her friends was a bit disheartening. Tessa felt the same way, excited at their new prospects, but saddened by what they had to give up for it.

After the ceremony they returned to Ryan's house, which sat on a sprawling ranch that spanned over one hundred acres. The house had seven bedrooms; so Emma and Tessa would each have their own room for the first time in their lives. They had officially moved in just two days before the wedding and were thrilled with their new home, especially having a private bath in each of their rooms. Now, as they sat down for their first family meal in the large dining room, the scope of the change was settling in for the girls.

Before the meal was served Ryan stood up and raised a glass of wine, saying, "I propose a toast to my lovely bride Marie, and her two lovely daughters Emma and Tessa, I hope our new lives together will be full of happiness!"

Ryan's older son Steve replied, "Here here!" and everyone drank from their glasses.

After a delicious meal Ryan again rose up from his chair to make an announcement. He looked at his new bride Marie, forty-two years old, but looking much younger with her blonde hair and green eyes, just like her daughters. He said, "I know this has all happened so quickly, but I am so pleased to have a real family again. Since my first wife passed away three years ago my life has been hollow and you, Marie, have filled that void. As my wedding present to you, tomorrow we will leave on an extended tour of Europe, two months in the old world. My sons have agreed to spend the next two months with their new sisters while we explore the world together!"

Marie looked shocked at first, then a huge smile grew over her face and she said, "Ryan, this is not necessary, I am just happy to be with you."

"My humble little lady, that is what I love about you. And that is why we are doing this, because I know how much you will appreciate it. As for your girls, I am sure my boys will help them settle into their new lives here on the ranch."

Marie looked at her daughters then and asked, "Is this OK with you two?"

Tessa, the more vocal of the sisters, replied, "Mom! Don't be crazy, we will be fine, go ahead and have a great honeymoon!" Her younger sister Tessa nodded her agreement, both of them happy to see their mother who had worked so hard raising them getting a chance to live such a grand life now.

"It is settled then, we leave tomorrow," Ryan said before sitting down to have dessert.

The next day they said their farewells and Marie and Ryan left on their extended honeymoon. The new brothers and sisters agreed to spend the day at their pool and that was where Emma started her games. She tried to convince Tessa that they should wear their sexiest bikinis to the pool, something her sister was not on board with.

"They are our brothers now, we shouldn't dress so sexy! It isn't right!" Tessa protested.

"By marriage only sis, and I'm not saying we should do that with them, but I bet they have no inhibitions about showing off their bods. Have you noticed how hot they are?"

"I try not to think of them that way," Tessa replied, sounding petulant.

"Try being the operative word sis, admit it you have noticed that Ryan's sons are hot...for that matter so is their old man. How did mom manage to land a guy like that?"

"She told me that he was a regular customer at her restaurant..."

I know all that silly, but just look at how he lives. How come he marries a chef from a small restaurant instead of someone in his normal sphere?"

"Karma? Kismet? Pure dumb luck? I don't know, but I am liking how the future looks. You know he told me I did not have to find another job and could finish college full time now, he would pay for it all."

"He made me a similar offer, but that is not what we were talking about. Ryan's gone for two months and we have plenty of time to worry about that stuff later. So what do you say? Are we gonna wear our thong bikinis today?"

"You can, I am wearing my full bottoms at least," replied Tessa.

"Ok you win, full bottom bikini it is," answered Emma, having got her way for the most part. She would never have worn the thong bikini anyway, but she maneuvered Tessa into a regular one instead of the one piece she had said she would wear.

So the sisters got into their bikinis and short robes and headed down to the pool. They had seen it when they first arrived, but only from inside the house. Now that they stood on the expansive paved patio that led to the pool they were shocked at how large it actually was, at least Olympic size, if not larger. Though it was inviting, the sisters chose to lie on a pair of chaise lounges, sans their robes, and sun themselves.

Their milky white flesh glowed in the bright sun; with summer just starting they had yet to develop the bronze skin the sun could give them. Each girl looked much like their mother, with flowing blonde hair that reached their shoulders, bright green eyes, and impeccable facial features. Their bodies were young and well defined, with generous D cup breasts and the hourglass figures most women coveted. Tessa was younger but two inches taller than Emma at five foot eight, and both of them had long sculpted legs that looked even better when they wore their four-inch heels. But today they looked plenty sexy wearing their floral patterned bikinis that could barely contain their healthy breasts.

They were just starting to relax in the warm sunshine when they heard the door open, and peering over their dark sunglasses they saw the brothers come out of the house. Steve and Art wore baggy swim trunks and nothing else, and Emma bit her lip when she saw they were both muscular with very masculine physiques. If they weren't her brothers now, she thought, then she stopped thinking about it.

They walked up to the girls and Steve said, "Nice suits, very flattering. Ready to go for a swim?"

"Not yet, when the sun gets too warm we will join you," replied Emma.

"OK," Steve said, and then both brothers dove into the pool.

Emma and Tessa watched as they easily did ten laps, their sleek bodies cutting through the bright blue water as they swam. She looked at her sister and could see how Tessa watched them with rapt interest. Regardless of her sister's prudish attitude earlier, Emma knew Tessa thought they were as hot as she did.

"Should we join them now?" she asked, after the brothers had finished their laps and were lazily floating on the water.

"Yes, it's getting kind of hot out here," replied Tessa.

"And other places?" asked her sister in a mocking tone.

"You are such a perv!" Tessa said, as she stood up and ran over to dive into the pool. As the cool water enveloped her warm flesh she could not help but think that Emma was right, these two were hot and watching them started to make her hot too...in a very disturbing way. Thankfully the water temporarily doused those budding feelings and Tessa started to do laps like they did, but only managed four before she was tuckered out from it.

Emma had followed her sister into the pool and felt compelled to do some laps too, managing just as many as Tessa before she was tired out and the heat between her legs had calmed down. She was beginning to think that spending two months with these hot guys was going to be harder than she thought.

When both sisters had finished their laps they saw the young men were sitting on the edge of the pool watching them, so they swam over and stopped just in front of their submerged lower legs. They bobbed up and down in the pool, just keeping their heads above water as they looked up at them.

"You two are good swimmers, ever compete?" asked Art.

"No replied Tessa," making sure to beat her sister to the punch this time, and besides, she kind of liked Art better than Steve.

Then Steve interjected, much like Emma always did, saying, "How bout we take you two to town tonight for dinner and dancing, you like to dance right?"

"Of course we do! That sounds like fun doesn't it Tessa?"

"Yeah sure," Tessa replied, feeling like her sister and Steve took control of the conversation.

"Since I gave the house staff a paid two week vacation today, we are on our own. Why don't you two get cleaned up and dressed and meet us out front in an hour? It takes an hour to drive into town so we should get going by five."

"Ok," said Emma, feeling a bit smitten by Steve's devilish grin.

The men stood up and helped the girls from the pool, and were such gentlemen when they got them towels and draped them over their shoulders. Art took care of Tessa much to her delight. But having heard Steve say that they were alone with them for two weeks with no house staff made her feel a bit nervous too.

An hour later, after showering, fixing their makeup and hair, and dressing in tight dresses, the sisters went downstairs and out front to find the brothers were waiting for them. They all got into a large SUV, with Steve driving and Emma in the passenger seat, and Art and Tessa in the backseat. During the drive they learned that the brothers were college graduates. Steve was a professional photographer, while Art was a tech guy, now working for his father.

When they reached the city the sisters learned how well to do this family was when they pulled up in front of a swanky restaurant. The valets, four of them, each opened a door to the car to let them out. As they walked up to the maitre' d he looked at Steve and smiled broadly.

"Mr. Carlisle good to see you again, would you like your regular table?" the man asked.

"That would be fine," replied Steve, as Emma noticed how he slipped him a hundred dollar bill when he shook his hand.

"Right this way," he said, escorting the group through the busy dining room to a small private room in the back.

They had a splendid dinner and shared a large bottle of wine, but Steve and Art drank far less than the sisters did. After dinner they went to an exclusive club, and again the man at the door knew Steve, ushering them in past a long line of other people waiting. They danced and drank for hours, and the girls' inhibitions slipped further away with each drink they downed. By the end of the night they were dancing quite suggestively with the two men, gyrating against their bodies to the beat of the loud pulsing music.

Finally, when all four were exhausted from hours of dancing they sat down for one last drink before they left. The girls went to the bathroom while the men waited for them.

Once they were gone, Steve said, "What do you think bro? Should we get started tonight?"

Art pulled a small canister from his pocket and opened it to reveal two small white pills, "Hell yes, I for one want to shag Tessa something fierce."

"Yeah they are hot little bimbos, no sense in wasting time, go ahead dose them," replied Steve, also anxious to get on with their plan.

Art dropped a pill into each of their champagne glasses; they fizzled and evaporated, lacing the drinks with the strong sedative. In a few minutes the girls returned, and Steve proposed one final toast. Much to his delight the sisters both downed their glasses in a single gulp. They wasted no time in getting them out of the club and into the car before the drugs took effect. Before they reached the city limits both sisters were out cold for the balance of the ride home.

When they arrived they each took one girl and carried them inside and then down to the basement. The slumbering girls were stripped and the groped a bit before the brothers set them up in their first taste of bondage. They were like little boys with new toys and they had the whole summer to play with them. Steve was not quite honest about giving the staff two weeks off; he actually gave them the entire summer off, with full pay. They had no need of servants when they had a pair of slaves to serve their every need.

They stepped back to admire their handiwork and then Steve said, "Let's wake up the older one and leave Tessa out for now. Emma will be the tougher nut to crack and I want her to feel guilty before we begin. A little time to stew on their predicament should make her more compliant."

"OK, especially since she is pulling a little too hard on Tessa's cunt right now. I would not want to see my new fuck toy damaged."

Steve walked up to the unconscious Emma and waved smelling salts under her nose, it took a few moments but it woke her up. It took just a few more moments before she realized the trouble she was in and she started to scream from behind her taped mouth.

Steve put his finger to his lips and went, "Shhh, you might wake up Tessa." Then he stepped away from Emma so she could see her sister. She started to struggle, but stopped as soon as she realized the rope sawing at her sister's sex was attached to her wrists, leaving Emma frozen with terror.

Steve stepped back in front of her and whispered, "Now stay still, I am sure you don't want to hurt poor Tessa. I will give you a little time to think about what is happening before Art and I come to collect you. Your fate and Tessa's lies in our hands and how well you behave will determine how high a price Tessa may have to pay."

Then they left and Emma's mind started running wild.