Chapter 8. Hide and Seek.


Late the next morning, Bob and Emma arrived back at the factory to find the twins back in the cell, curled up together, asleep. The girls had had an exhausing night, roleplaying splatter while they watched the Tara video again, and had only got a few hours rest. Kasia had cooked them breakfast, and then they had showered, and prettied themselves once again using her makeup.

Bob and Emma too, had a late night, as they fucked while watching the girls' squriming little orgies through the camera feed.

Kasia filled them in on some salient details. "God, they're really into it. When I said I was gonna hunt them down, they even smiled. They're freaks to be honest."

"Maybe we could keep them around for a little while," said Bob, "to maximise the fun. Y'know, play some games."

Emma agreed, "How about a nice game of hide-and-seek? After all, they say the chase is better than the catch."

"The catch could be pretty damn good too, eh?", said Bob, laughing.

Kasia loved the idea, "We should all dress up!"

"I've got the perfect thing," said Emma.

The trio left to costume up, and an hour later they were back at the cells.

"Wow, we really look the part don't we?" said Emma.

Bob was stripped to the waist, revealing his hairy, muscular torso. He had donned ripped jeans, boots, the obligatory tool belt and a hockey mask. He completed this fashionable look by accessorizing with a chainsaw.

Emma had thigh high boots, low cut black leather bra, and catwoman mask. She was sporting the pointy-pants, and carried the felling axe.

Kasia had spent ages deliberating what to wear, but in the end decided that less was more, and rolled up on her skates wearing nothing but her studded choker. She thought Bob and Emma might appreciate her showing some flesh. She carried the same spiked club that Bob had used on Tara. She was relieved that she hadn't chosen the pointy-pants, as wearing the same as Emma would be a terrible faux-pas. Women in the village would be gossiping about it for weeks.

"Do you remember those bunny suits I got you?" Emmas asked Kasia.

Kasia did, they were among many pretty outfits that Emma had gifted her. She gasped, then laughed at Emma's brilliance. She swept away on her blades, as Bob's eyes followed her perfect naked rear, mesmerized. There was something about the skates that changed her posture and made her even more lovely that usual. Maybe it was because she was using different muscle groups, he thought idly. Soon his eyes feasted again, as she returned with the costumes and that stunning smile.

Kasia opened the cell door and threw the outfits to the twins, "hello rabbits," she said with an wicked grin, "It's play time."

Trio watched on in amusement as the twins changed into their bunny suits. They were hardly anything more than one-piece swimsuits, trimmed with fur and the requisite cotton-tail. Miyu's was pale green, and Miku wore pink.

As the twins dressed, they took a moment to take in their antagonists garb, and their instruments of torture; a mixture of fear and excitement at this new role-play drawn on their pretty faces. "Ohmigod," breathed Miyu, "It's like Friday 13th or something."

"You got ten minutes to hide, then we're gonna come for you," announced Emma.

"And snuff us?" asked Miku, her voice trembling a little.

Bob started the chainsaw, and stepped towards them. The family watched in anticipation as the twins squealed, and their teen legs and sweet cotton tailed butts fled away, into the depths of the factory.

"Well I reckon we got just enough time for a cuppa," said Bob.

The twins found themselves at the far side of the factory, amidst the machines. Most of the lights were off, and they peered into the gloom. Miku thought it was like being in an old forest, surrounded by sleeping monsters.

"They're going to find us anyway," whispered Miyu, "I don't even know what the point is. And then we're dead. For sure we'll be chopped to pieces."

Miku thought for a moment. "Maybe they only want us to play games. Maybe they won't snuff us if we just play."

The girls walked on for a while, their senses heightened by the dark and fear. Realising that time was short, they looked for somewhere, anywhere, that they could conceal themselves, and await their fate.

Miku spotted an opportunity, "look." They had come across some piece huge piece of hardware, covered by a cotton dust sheet. "We can hide under here." They lifted one side of the covering and discovered a metal ladder, leading upwards.

They climbed the ladder in complete darkness, the dust sheet brushing against their backs. Finding themselves on some kind of platform, they groped around in the dark.

"There's a hole here," whispered Miyu, finding an opening on the side of the platform. She put a leg inside, looking for a footing, but found none. "I'm gonna lower myself down." A few feet below the opening, she found solid ground, and climbed down, soon to be joined by her sister.

"What is this place?" asked Miku, then answered her own question, "We're in a machine."

They sat for a moment, hearts pounding in the blackness. Then suddenly a little light crept in from under the dust sheet. "They've put the lights on," whispered Miyu, "I guess that's our ten minutes."

Now they could see a little, and looked around with increasing alarm as they took in their surroundings.

"Oh god, noooo!" breathed Miyu, "this is the worst!"

Meanwhile, the trio had split up, searching up and down each isle of steel hulks.

Bob was laughing, "Where are doze wascally wabbits?" he called out as he sauntered along. Emma too, was loving the role-play, sneaking about, theatrically peering around corners and swishing the axe and cackling devilishly.

Kasia rolled along easily on her wheels, stopping from time to time to listen out, and during one such pause that she heard a noise, just a faint tap of something against metal. She looked around and noticed a little hand print on a dusty tarpaulin, one that covered the biggest machine in the factory.

She wheeled around to the front side, and lifted the sheet, to reaveal a large plexiglass window, beyond which, sitting on a large gear wheel, were the two bunnies.

"Aha!" she said loudly, so the others could hear. "We've been looking everywhere, we thought maybe you'd escaped down a rabbit-hole."

The twins, just sat there, wondering what was next, fearing the worst but hoping for the best.

Kasia was soon joined by Bob and Emma. "Oh look at that," laughed Emma, "rabbits in a hamster wheel, who woulda thunk it!"

"I haven't finished building it yet," said Bob, "The delivery system isn't fixed up. But they seem to have solved that problem for us already."

"But does it work?" asked Emma.

Bob shrugged and nodded, "No cameras yet, either."

"Maybe they would like to have a little scamper, doncha think?"

"Yay," said Kasia, as she nakedly piroutted on her skates, unable to contain her excitement.

The machine was very much like a large hamster-wheel, about eight feet high, with one-inch diameter steel bars for the "hamster" to run upon, spaced four inches apart. The crucial difference, though, was that of a gear wheel, about half that size, which sat inside and at the bottom of the main wheel, and meshed with it; so that as they turned together, beautifully bad things would happen to any hamsters, or rabbits, trapped between. It was this gear that Mikumiyu were sitting on.

"Well I think we need to set a few things up." said Bob. "I'll get some chairs, back in five. If our slave-girl would be a darling and stop any escapees, that would be super."

Keen to help as always, Kasia relished the prospect. She skated to the back of the machine, and awkwardly climbed to the platform, hampered somewhat by her blades. There she waited, club in hand, ready to play whack-a-mole.

This left Emma free to engage in her favourite hobby, that of tormentor. "So girls," she shouted through the Plexiglass, "are you looking forward to some real-life guro?"

"You can't," said Miyu, disbelievingly, "It's not fair. We wanna be slaves like Kasia."

"But you said you wanted to go together, and now's your chance. And it'll be yummy. I know it'll be agonizingly painful, but only for a few minutes, well okay, maybe half an hour. But it's probably not much worse than what happened to Tara to be honest. And you'll be immortalised on video as guro heroes, fulfilling your fantasy for the pleasure of others. It's a win-win situation."

Emma walked over to one side of the glass, and pulled down the main power switch with a loud clang.

The twins visibly jumped. Emma set the speed dial to low, and caressed the green start button with a beautifully manicured fingertip, her sexy lips pursed in anticipation, "I hope Bob comes back soon, or else we'll just have to start without him."

The twins just sat there, frozen like, well, rabbits. A cold dread had overtaken them as they realised their doom. They had been in denial of course, but hoped it wouldn't end like this.

"Mum!" piped up Kasia, "Can we have rabbit pie for dinner tonight?"

"Hmm. I don't know dear. We'd have to rinse all the poop off the meat, and you'd have to be careful not to choke on bone splinters."

The twins had their arms around each other in a tight embrace. Miku rested her head on her sister's shoulder and started gently sobbing.

Soon Bob returned, carrying a stack of grey plastic chairs in one arm, and cameras and tripods in the other. "Be a pity not to record this one. It'll be a doozy."

The trio made themselves comfortable in front of the big screen, ready for a nice bit of family entertainment. Emma rolled a spliff, and Bob produced a remote control. "Any bets on which one pops first?"

With that, he hit the green button, and with a purposeful hum, the motor set the wheels in motion. Mikumiyu shreiked as their impromptu seat turned forward, tipping them onto the face of the hamster-wheel. Miyu looked over her shoulder at the fate awaiting them in horror, and the twins started to climb the big wheel as it turned.

An infinite climb, only to stave off an unimaginably painful death by mangling. One might suppose that the best thing would be to surrender to the machine and get it over with, but in such life-threatening situations, the primitive lizard-brain takes over, forcing the body to do anything to stave off death.

Miyu tried to console her sister. "Hey, at least it'll be over soon."

Bob overheard the remark, and set them straight. "Oh, no, this thing can go real slow!" He demonstrated by turning the control to minimum, and the speed reduced to an almost imperceptable crawl, advancing just a millimetre every second.

Emma laughed, "Maybe we'll just leave it like that, and come back tommorrow to see how they're getting along."

"Noooo! You can't!" protested Miyu.

"Suit yourself," said Bob, and returned the speed to a more suitable pace.

"Noooo!" screamed Miku.

"Bloody hell," lamented Emma, "No matter how you try to please people, there's always someone ready to complain."

There was nothing for Mikumiyu to do, other than resume climbing the bars. Miku wondered what celestial battle of the Gods had decided this terrible fate for them.

The trio watched for a while in anticipation, enjoying the sight of cute little cotton-tails wiggling as skinny girl-limbs struggled up the bars, as the twins cried breathlessly. It was only a few minutes before Mikumiyu were getting tired. Then Miku's foot slipped off a bar, and she dropped awkwardly between the wheels. "Nooooo!" she shrieked as she was pulled into the narrowing gap.

Emma reached for the remote, the wheels slowed, and then stopped. Miku's left foot was trapped between the gear and the bars, and both her and her sister were sobbing in anguish. Emma reached for the controls once more, and the wheels turned once more, but this time the other way, and Miku's limb was freed. Then the machine stopped again and the twins stood in disbelief, clinging to the bars and panting in exasperation, not understanding anything anymore.

"Sorry Kasia, rabbit pie's off the menu," quipped Emma.

"That's a wrap girls!" Bob called to the twins, "fun time's over! You did great!"

Mikumiyu were crying in torment and relief. Soon, with Kasia's help, they had climbed back out of the machine, and were once again standing in front of the trio.

Emma spoke to them, "It's no good looking surprised that you're still alive, did you really think we were going to end the fun so soon?"

The hunt was over, and now it was time for the trio to avail themselves of the delicious prey that stood before them. Bob stepped toward Miyu, and she tried to duck out of his reach, but exhaustion from her trial in the machine had slowed her, and Bob soon wrestled her into a head lock. He easily pushed her to the floor, face down, and straddled her.

Miku decided she wasn't going to wait around. She yelped and ran. Kasia followed in hot pursuit, and caught her after only a few yards. But stopping her would be more difficult, as the skates were something of a handicap when it came to wrangling critters. So she took the easy option and just rugby-tackled her, and the pair came crashing to the ground, sprawled on the white tiles.

Emma was on the scene immediately. She grabbed Miku by a leg and dragged her, kicking and squealing back towards her sister. Then she turned to Kasia and growled, "go get my toys."

"They're so cute," said Emma as she rejoined the others, "Maybe we should keep them as slaves. The only problem is telling them apart, maybe we can fix that first, we'll just carve their names into their skin."

The previous night, Bob and Emma had discussed at length what they might do with the twins, and Bob was prepared. He pulled an X-acto knife from his toolbelt. He addressed the twins, "So which of you brave ladies wants to go first?"

Despite her fear, Miyu thought that it was probably best to get it over with, and set an example for her sister, "Go on then. Do me first."

"I am going to do you. And Emma's going to carve your name into your flesh at the same time," he laughed.

He straddled Miyu, and put a big hand around her neck, pushing her flat against the floor.

Miyu, despite her fear, or perhaps because of it, found this quite arousing, and was surprised to find herself getting wet. She lay back without a struggle, as Bob pulled the crotch of her suit to one side, and pulled out his thick, hard, dick. Miyu looked up at it with apprehension, she had never had anything that size inside of her, and knew it would likely hurt as much as the carving.

But Bob was gentle with her. He pulled her smooth white legs apart, then caressed the insides of her thighs before slipping a couple of fingers into her tight pussy, and used his thumb to stimulate her clit. Miyu let slip an involuntary gasp of pleasure, and then Bob started to fuck her gently, pushing in and out of her, each thrust a little deeper than the last.

Then Miyu felt someone take hold of her right wrist. It was Kasia, pulling her arm out from her side. Then there was a sharp stabbing pain in her upper arm, as Emma started writing her name with the tip of the blade.

Miku found the whole horror show quite compelling, and found she couldn't look away. She felt her sister's pain, but was turned on by this crazy turn of events all the same.

"Ahh," yelped Miyu, and she squirmed underneath Bob as her arm reflexively tried to jerk away from the source of the pain. This reaction caused Bob to start pumping a little harder, forcing his way deep into her until he could feel his dick hitting the wall of her cervix.

"This is trickier than I thought", declared Emma, "With all the jiggling, I could end up writing anything here!" She continued her crude calligraphy though, occasionally jabbing the blade deeper, partly for artistic effect, but mostly for her own sadistic pleasure, and that of her husband.

Soon the work was finished, a series of straight red lines oozing with blood etched into Miyu's skin. Emma looked down at her doubtful masterpiece with satisfaction, then gave it a hard slap. The stinging pain caused Miyu to cry out and squirm, kicking with her legs.

Bob finally nutted, and pulled out. "See that wasn't so bad, was it?"

Miyu lay gasping on the floor. Bob was right, it hadn't been so bad at all. Even kinda pleasurable in a kinky kind of way.

"Okay, you two," said Bob, addressing the twins. "Make out while I get my mojo back."

Miyu and Miku's eyes met, and soon they were rolling on the tiles, kissing and humping passionately. Mostly it was just for show, but only mostly.

Emma watched their nubile bodies squirming and heaving before her. "God, I can hardly stand it," she said, stroking the blade of her axe. She wanted nothing more than to cause some gratuitous splatter, but knew it wasn't the right time. Feeling a little frustrated, and very horny, she grabbed Kasia, and started making out, grabbing at her nakedness and kissing her forcefully.

The sight of all this female ardour soon had Bob back in the mood too. Miku was on top of her sister, grappling and rubbing her enthusiastically, and Bob joined in. This time Bob sought a different flavour, and after lubing himself up, made Miku's tight asshole the target of his lust.

Miku screamed as Bob forced himself inside her, his thick cock straining her sphincter beyond it's natural accommodation. The combination of the tightness gripping his shaft, and the double helping of squirming, girly flesh below him was just lovely, and he set about fervently pounding Miku's ass.

Emma offered the X-acto to Kasia, "C'mon sweet cheeks, why don't you try? It'll be another feather in your cap. I'll hold her still for you."

Kasia took the blade and took a deep breath. She felt a little squeamish about performing this relatively mundane deed, and that surprised her a little. She looked at the milky white flesh of Miku's arm and pressed the knife into it. Miku squealed and tried to pull away, causing the blade to slice an ugly curved line across Miku's arm.

Emma sighed. "That's not going to help," she explained to Miku, "here, let me make it easier." She re-positioned herself, and sat down on Miku's hand, the spikes on her pointy-pants pinning it to the floor.

"Ahhh!" Miku shrieked, and tried to free herself. Bob continued servicing her tender backside, and reached around her neck, getting her in a headlock. His bicep bulged as he tightened his grip around her delicate neck. Miku made some panicky choking noises, then after a few seconds her body went limp.

"Thanks, Bob, that's much easier," said Kasia, and earnestly set about carving up Miku's flesh.

Miyu started sobbing at the sudden change in her sister's muscle tone, fearing the worst, as the body lying on top of her flopped about in response to Bob's thrusting.

Miku regained consciousness pretty much as Kasia finished her handywork, just in time for Bob to spurt into her tight pussy.

And so it continued, the family having their fun with the twins, indulging in a casual orgy of lust and torment until all were sated.

Then gradually, the excitement wound down, and the sleep-deprived trio decided that was enough excitement for the time being. It was already well after lunch time, and Bob and Emma had things to do around the farm. Besides, there would be plenty of opportunities later for more games. The twins were left in Kasia's charge and the adults returned to the farmhouse.

Later the three girls were once again chilling in Kasia's flat, eating a simple chilli and rice dish that Kasia had cooked up. "Now we can tell you apart," Kasia explained, as she pointed to the weals on the twins arms. "Bob and Emma wouldn't have bothered with that if they were going to snuff you, so for sure you're slaves now, just like me. It'll be a lot of fun to be honest. I expect there'll be more games tomorrow."

"It was scary today," confessed Miyu, "I really thought you guys were going to snuff us in the machine. And that really hurt when you cut our names."

"Yeah, but you'll soon forget that pain," countered Kasia, "That's how pain is, soon you forget. At least it's over now."

"I don't know if I can sleep," put in Miyu, "I'm kinda excited for tomorrow."

"Not scared?" asked Kasia.

"Yes, a bit, but excited too." Miyu paused, and then added, "If we're slaves, does that mean we can do some torturing?"

It was a dumb question. Even Kasia thought it naive and foolish. "Thre's no-one else here! You wanna torture your sister?"

Miyu exchanged a curious look with Miku and they fell silent for a moment.

"Freaks," Kasia thought. She poured some drinks and started rolling a doobie. "Wanna watch a video?"