Kim and Lisa could only look downwards to watch their footing as they climbed the basement stairs. A careless step now would only ruin the plans that were already made for them. Plans that if they disagreed with would only lead to incomprehensible 'mmmphs,' since the penis gags did a wonderful job of silencing any dissention, not that they had any disagreements with what Wanda was doing. So quietly and with much anticipation the two naked and bound slaves followed their mistress upstairs.

Wanda glowed with self confidence like never before. She had been highly nervous about this coming week almost to the point of making herself sick. She had desperately wanted to play some bondage games with Lisa and Kim over the summer. The really big sticking point was with Lisa's dad, but when he unexpectedly had to leave, this left the possibilities almost endless. She believed, quite correctly, that when given the opportunity Kim would willfully play with them as a submissive. And when that opportunity presented itself by finding Kim in self bondage, Wanda took full advantage of it.

At the top of the stairs, Wanda carefully led her slaves through the door and into a little alcove which opened into the living room. Maintaining her grip on the two leashes, Wanda led her two captives towards the middle of the living room, where a plush couch was located with a low table placed in front of it. In addition, two chairs had been moved and now were placed on the opposite side of the table facing the couch.

Outside the sun was below the distant horizon, only streaks of purplish clouds reflected any light, which was not nearly enough to show any real details of the surrounding room. Only when Wanda let go of the leashes, walked over to turn the lights on did Lisa and Kim notice the special attachment decorating the two chairs.

The chairs, themselves, were really nothing special. They were simple, heavy wooden chairs with four legs, a wooden seat, with a back rest consisting of two wooden poles with four boards going across. But what made these chairs unique, and made Lisa and Kim's eyes light up above their gags, was what was sitting on each seat.

On top of each seat sat a dildo. The length of each dildo was not excessive, about six inches, but what made them special was the width of each one. From the tip of each dildo towards its base, the width rapidly increased in size so that by the time you reach the base, the width appeared to be about 3 to 4 inches! Each dildo also had a suction cup attached to its base to maintain a firm grip upon the chair.

Kim and Lisa both stared at the chairs for several seconds, astonished but not surprised at the sight. Then as if on cue they glanced at each other, then towards Wanda and started uttering unintelligible words in a chorus of moans.

Wanda waited patiently for them to stop, smiling the whole time. But glancing at the grandfather clock along the one wall told her that time was once again running against her.

Looking back at her two lovely 'victims', Wanda held her finger up to her lips and ushered, "SHHHH." Kim and Lisa immediately became quiet. "Are you two Slaves," placing a special emphasis on the word slave, "done complaining or do you need to be punished?"

Lisa shook her head no and tried to mumble, "When did you buy these!?" Kim merely shook her head, wondering about the size of not only this dildo but the number of toys in the girls' bondage collection.

"Does that mean yes, you need to be punished?"

Immediately they they shook their heads and muffled moans in an attempt to say, "No mistress."

The words were anything but clear, Wanda understood. "Good because I do not have the time to deal with two unruly slaves at the moment."

Lisa and Kim looked at each other with a questioning look. 'What is she talking about?'

"Don't look at each other! Eyes down!" They obeyed without hesitation.

"I have neither the time nor the desire to tell you anything slaves. NOW," she barked in a loud voice that made the two girls jump, "pick a chair and sit down, and do not even think about anything else."

Maintaining her submissive downward stare, Kim walked over to the chair on the right, thinking to herself 'How can I think about anything else? I'm going to have enough trouble just trying to sit.' Stepping next to the chair and staring down on the dildo, Kim thought to herself how much bigger the thing looked close up. Taking a deep breath, she turned around, spread her legs and bending her knees she slowly lowered her body until the dildo started sliding inside her.

Quickly discovering the dildo was not lubed, Kim knew it would be up to her to moisten this monster. With events still in full swing, she remained highly aroused. So with each up and down motion, the ability to impale herself on this monster became a little easier. Kim wished her arms were not tied behind her for this would not only make her job of lubing the dildo easier, she might also be able to enjoy this more. With her legs spread wide, the exertion on them, especially her knees, was far greater then she expected and they were rapidly becoming tired with the exertion.

Though her concern at first was just to be able to fully sit down as ordered, a second concern began to rapidly grow within her, how much she was enjoying herself. With each descent, the thickness invaded her woman hood a little bit more and the pressures being exerted on her insides were tremendously intoxicating. Kim thought she knew how aroused she was but the delirious feelings being created, and rapidly spreading outwards, were telling her a different story, one that threatened to take hold over her thinking.

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