I followed my twin sister and her pony girl outside and towards the old barn situated at the rear of the house. As we entered the barn I could see that extensive building work had been done since I was last there. It used to be more of a storeroom but now it was three rooms, one of which, for poor Joan anyway, was clearly her new home. In front of me was a luxurious stable with hitching points for the pony and an automatic water feeder fixed on the stable wall. The stable was finished off with a large steel door that had 1" bars vertically down the front and a huge lockable bolt.

This was where Joan was going to spend a long, long time. I looked at the pony girl (I was slowly forgetting Joan existed, just this beautiful pony girl) and almost felt sorry for her. But I knew the Domme in my sister would keep the pony amused!!!

"What's in the other room next to the pony girl stable?" I asked Dianne. "Oh that" she said as she looked at her watch, "That's for another acquisition I've just got" she replied. I don't know what it was but I suddenly felt very uneasy in the company of my dominant sister. "Tell me more." Again Dianne looked at her watch and said, "Well my little Bondage Barbie, it's been specially adapted just for you"! My heart started to pound for she had just called me Bondage Barbie and obviously knew about me selling my story to Doggers. I tried to turn and leave the stable but my legs weren't receiving instructions from my brain!! My own twin sister had drugged my coffee just as she had with her pony girl.

I looked over towards Joan and saw that she was tethered tightly to against the stable wall. Joan's eyes caught mine and she slowly rolled her eyes upwards as if to accept the impending result that I was to become a prisoner like her but as a Bondage Barbie. "NO, NO, NO" I shouted at Dianne..."I'm your twin sister"! "Sorry my lovely doll but my sister is no more since she sold that story to Doggers. I only have the pleasure of my pony girl and my latex Barbie Doll"

Dianne again looked at her watch and said, "It's about time for your life to change forever." Then the room started to go hazy and move around.... I instinctively knew my knees were buckling from beneath me...surely my own twin sister wouldn't do such a thing to me, would she? I saw my leather clad sister smiling as she walked towards me. "Your turn now" she said, as her expression changed to anger! I fell on to the floor and shifted backwards into the corner, trying to put off the inevitable, but slowly and surely I drifted into unconsciousness...

"WAKE UP MY LITTLE LATEX DOLL." was the first words I heard. It sounded like someone was talking to me down a telephone line. My eyes slowly opened but I could not see properly. I knew someone was standing in front of me but the image was blurred.

"WELL DON'T WE LOOK FUCKABLE"? The voice said loudly in my ear. I recognised the voice as Dianne's and wanted to hug her and say I was sorry but my arms refused to move!! "In case you are wondering, my little whore, I have tiny ear pieces siliconed in your ears and you can only hear what is being said via the microphone on my necklace; no other sounds will reach you. And let's get one thing VERY clear; any order that you do hear will be immediately obeyed. Do you understand?" I didn't know what to say or do I was still in shock.

All of a sudden I received a searing pain deep inside my asshole. I tried to yelp but only a muffled noise resulted. "Each time you fail to act immediately on a command, you will receive a series of electrical shocks. That one was on a low setting...this is high." I nearly passed out as a series of brutal shocks ran through my tits, butt and vagina. "OoooooooooooooH" was all the noise I could make to plead with my sister to stop. As quickly as the pain started it stopped. I lay on the floor unable to comprehend what had happened to me since I drank that fateful coffee.

"Okay fucktoy, I'll help you to your feet this first time, then you follow all my instructions...do you understand"? "Eesh" was my response as I nodded my head in confirmation; I certainly did not want another electric shock.

My sister, who had always been the dominant twin, had indeed carried out her threats. "You are fitted with 7 inch ballet boots, just like my pony next door, so be careful when you walk" came the message through my earpieces. " You and she are going to finance the running of this place and make me a nice profit while your doing it. I hope that acquisition number three will arrive soon to join the fun." So that's what the third room is for, another slave I thought. I realised now that my sister had lost all her marbles but in my present position could do nothing to stop her.

"While you have been sedated all day, I performed some beautiful modifications," she laughed. I went weak at the knees wondering what she had done to me, especially after what she had done to Joan. "Let me explain what your role here will be. I intend to let anyone whose willing to pay the price, male or female, to have sex with you, to whip, beat, bugger and humiliate you. You are a fucktoy from now on. Do you understand or do I need to zap your twat again"? I nodded an affirmation, as I was definitely unable to move my mouth. My mouth felt jacked wide open and I couldn't close it. "Well I owe my new acquisition a brief description as to what has been done to it, prior to being rented out for large sums of money." I realised there was no hope for me as my own twin sister was calling me 'IT' so I began to cry. "Cry all you want, fucktoy, as you will be crying an awful lot more once my clients get their hands, tongues, dicks, whips and toys on and into you."

"Anyway, listen carefully as I explain how you are fitted out and what I demand you do or else!" I stood as still as possible perched on my 7 inch ballet boots. Already my feet were screaming for some release and I now knew what that poor pony girl was going through in her stable. Then the lecture started. "Well fucktoy; that is your name incidentally, your prior name will never be uttered here again. And I demand to be thought of and obeyed as your MISTRESS from now on, you haven't got a previous life to refer to, do you understand?" I immediately nodded my affirmation, what else could I do to avoid more pain?

"Let's start with the money earners shall we? Your cunt has been fitted with a soft rubber insert that is 8 inches deep and 2 inches in diameter. This is for the easy hosing out of all that cum that will end up in there. The same has been done with your butt hole only I felt a little compassion and made it slightly smaller - call it ex sisterly love." As she was talking I clenched my lower muscles and indeed found I was well stuffed with large inserts. My tormentor continued "Both rubber inserts also have those lovely electrodes which can be used independently of each other for either pain or pleasure. Electrodes have also been fitted just under your nipples; don't say I don't look after my fucktoy." I heard her laughter in my earpieces.

Your head is covered with a clear latex hood complete with painted facial features giving you a bizarre 'sex doll' appearance. You can't see clearly due to the clear latex of the hood over your eyes. Plastic tubes in your nostrils will keep your airways clear while your sucking cocks or tonguing cunts. And the reason, my dear fucktoy, that you can't speak, is that I have fitted a large ring gag behind your teeth and held it in place with a padlocked black leather head harness. The ring gag allows complete access to your mouth by the male clients, who incidentally, start arriving tomorrow. All your orifices can now be fucked at will and you will swallow anything that enters your mouth.

I have fitted the latex hood with a black wig to hide your, now shaven, head." The bitch has shaved my lovely waist length hair off! My body language was obviously apparent because I receive another series of shocks and was told to keep still. "Your body is also covered in the same clear latex and, under it, you have been shaved and treated. I have spoilt you with those lovely 7" ballet boots you lucky fucktoy you. Oh, I nearly forgot, your hands are fitted into black leather bondage mittens that are padlocked to the black leather corset sealed on over the latex and, of course, your elbows are tightly padlocked together. I thought to round it all off I'd shackle you with a 9" hobble chain. By the way, you can't lower your head or look sideways because of the padlocked 4" posture collar that I will now use to chain you to your hitching post!"

She led me over to a vertical steel post and, since the microphone was still open, I heard the snap of a padlock closing. I knew I was at her mercy and again tried to communicate with her but only received an electric shock through my nipples. "Oh, I almost forgot, you have had your clit and nipples pierced!" she said as if she was talking about the weather! It was only when she said this that I began to feel the dull throbbing pain and realised that she had indeed pierced me while I was out cold. Before I could start to feel any more sorry for myself, a vibrator was plugged in me and switched on.

My body gave me away and I suddenly began to enjoy my captivity, still hoping it may only be temporary. "I see my fucktoy is enjoying herself, that does please me! While you were asleep, I injected you with special chemicals that cost me a small fortune; they will increase your sexual desires tenfold. You will become a toy who will beg for as much sex as possible!"

Something had indeed changed something inside of me as I really was reacting to the vibrator. It was slowly building up sensations that would soon make me desperate for someone to come and finish the job right there and then!

There was a small click and my earpieces went dead. The room was almost dark except for one small security light. Vaguely through the latex I saw my cell door close. I twisted my head looking around as best I could but still only managed to make out the cell door a few feet away and a bondage cross on the other side. There was other furniture and appliances but I could not, thankfully, clearly make them out. I was by now as randy as hell, tortured by the vibrator that would only take me so high but not let me get any satisfaction. She was a bitch and I could only pray for a chance to get my own back!