Evil Twin - a Story by Delta Venus I am in deep shit. I must make a terrible decision. I've been going out with a wonderful girl named Tabitha. She has been everything I ever wanted in a girlfriend, sweet, sexy, and just plain fun to be around. She has an identical twin sister, Mary, and that was my downfall. If I could only have told the two of them apart, maybe I wouldn't be in such a horrible fix. Mary played the cliche role of the evil twin, and tricked me good. She pretended to be Tabitha, and seduced me. She also recorded the whole thing on video. Since I have never slept with Tabitha, and thought the interlude with Mary was our first time, you can guess that the video would make for excellent blackmail material. Good guess. If I knew anything, I knew that if Tabitha saw that video, I was done. Cooked. Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back. Mary took immediate advantage. She let me think I'd had a magical moment with Tabitha for a day or two, then revealed her trickery, and showed me the video. She let me know in no uncertain terms that this meant I was now subservient to her. If I chose to do anything to change our new relationship, Tabitha would see the video, and that would be that. I was basicly a slave, and I was to be treated as such. Mary was very careful to contain her abuse to times when Tabitha was not around, she didn't want our little secret revealed any more than I did. Revelation would mean she wouldn't have me as a plaything any more, and she loved using and abusing me too much to have that happen. I could always end things, simply by letting Tabitha know what had happened, but Mary knew I would never risk doing that, which left her free to be as cruel as she wanted to be, and that was pretty darn sadistic. She never let me fuck her again. I got to look at her naked all the time, but I wasn't allowed to touch. She constantly had me jacking off, and would force me to eat my own cum after I orgasmed. I had to cum in my own hands and suck up my semen from them, or lick my freshly shot cream off her toes, or eat a plate of food with my own special sauce on it, but her favorite thing was to have me lie on my back, hang my legs up over my head, letting my cock hang down towards my face, and then ejaculate into my open mouth and all over my own face. She orgasmed several times watching me give myself the full facial treatment. The forced masturbation was only a small part of her abuse. She was quite sadistic, as I already mentioned. She beat the holy hell out of me! I got spanked as roughly as possible, bare ass naked, with her hand, a hairbrush, a wooden spoon, anything that she could swing real hard. My cheeks would be reddened for hours after she had been whacking me, and I'd be aware of them for days, feeling a heated glow. I also got whipped, pinched, punched, and manhandled in various other ways. A riding crop put welts on my thighs that wouldn't fade for weeks. My arms had constant indian burns and bruises on them, and my nipples regularly felt like someone had taken a fine grade sandpaper to them. Mary was careful never to mark my face, or anywhere too obvious, but she gave everywhere else on my body vicious treatment. She fucked with my head, too. Her abuse wasn't only physical, she laid on a heaping dose of mental malice as well. I constantly heard about what a worthless piece of shit I was, how only a total asshole would have cheated on a nice girl like Tabitha, and how sick I was to put up with all this abuse, I must really get off on the kinky shit if I could stand everything that was being done to me. Sadly, the abuse and kinky things did get me off. I hated what Mary did to me, but I got off on it just the same. She had to be right, I must be a sick, kinky fuck. During all this, I still dated Tabitha. I was in love. I would never make a move on her, though, because Mary told me if I ever was anything more than a gentleman, that video was still around to cause me grief. This would have gone on forever, I think, except for one little mistake. Tabitha and I had gone rollerskating, and she had taken a fall, and skinned the hell out of her knee. The next day, I was over Mary's lap, getting a wicked spanking, when I noticed her skirt riding up - and there was that skinned knee! She saw me notice it, so the game was up. The blackmail excuse is now long gone, and I have to decide. There is no evil twin, they are both wicked bitches. Do I really like the wicked things they do? ▲♀ http://deltavenus.bestdamnpornblogs.com/