"Hi, did you want something?" Olivia asked, slightly blushing

Olivia's Thoughts: Fuck they're so hot, i want them to fuck me so bad, i am wet just thinking about it🥵

Olivia blushed deeply and glanced at her sister, noticing that she was just as flustered. "We-we're sorry, we didn't mean any harm." She stammered nervously.

Olivia looked scared but stayed silent as she got into the car, not wanting to cause more trouble or harm to herself or her sister. She held onto Sam tightly for comfort and support.

Olivia could feel her heart racing as they drove to the base, but she stayed silent and followed the instructions of her captor. Her hand unconsciously moved towards her wet pussy through her clothes, wishing she could touch herself or even have the person who kidnapped them fuck her right then and there...

Olivia quickly tried to hide her hand, glancing at the floor as she felt an mix of guilt and arousal wash over her. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered out, "I wasn't thinking." She looked up at him through her lashes, trying to appear innocent despite the racing of her heart.

As for Sam, she remained quiet, trying not to draw any more attention to herself as they continued on their way to the base.

Shivering with fear, they did as they were told, raising their hands slowly above their heads. "P-please don't hurt us," Olivia whispered, her eyes locked on the ground. She couldn't help but wonder if her sister was feeling the same mix of terror and arousal that she was.

"Handcuff them together!" came the command from outside. In a flash, their wrists were secured tightly together behind their backs. Their bodies now connected in more ways than one, they stood trembling before their captor.

Olivia bit her lip as they were led deeper into the base. Part of her wanted to struggle, run away and escape this nightmare, but another part was consumed by arousal at the thought of what their captor might have planned for them. She glanced over at Sam out of the corner of her eye, wondering if she felt anything close to what she did.

"I-is it going to be alright?" she managed to whisper hoarsely to her sister between shallow breaths. "Are you scared?"

Olivia felt her cheeks flush even deeper at the threat. It was clear that their captor wasn't joking, but she didn't want to have any part in hurting her sister or anyone else either. She bit back a sob, glancing down at Sam as they were led further into the darkness. "I-I don't know..." she murmured shakily.

As for Sam, she remained quiet, tears trickling silently down her cheeks as fear and confusion washed over her. A small part of her wondered what their captor could possibly want from them that was worth risking everything else...

"I-I'll do anything..." Olivia whispered hoarsely, her heart racing. She glanced at her sister once more, searching for some reassurance or strength in those teary eyes but finding none. "We can talk... about what you want... maybe we could find a way to help you without getting hurt?" she offered, even though part of her doubted the sincerity of her own words.

Olivia glanced at her sister before answering, "My name is Olivia...and this is my sister, Sam." Her voice was shaky but audible enough. She tried to stand a little straighter, hoping that might convey some sort of courage or strength she didn't truly feel.

As for Sam, she remained silent, tears still trickling down her cheeks as she tried not to lose hope entirely. The thought of helping this man, whatever his intentions were...it seemed like such a distant possibility compared to the terror gripping them both right now. But she trusted her sister enough to at least try.

The silence stretched on for several agonizing moments before their captor finally spoke again."I see," he finally replied, "Now then, I want you both to go into that room over there and undress. Everything off. Understood?" His voice was cold and distant, betraying nothing of what

"I-I'm...eighteen," Sam answered hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper. She glanced down at the floor as she spoke, trying to hide how scared she was. As for Olivia, she exchanged a brief glance with her sister before slowly nodding in agreement. "Yes..." she replied softly. "We'll do as you say."

The weight of their situation settled heavily upon them both as they were led toward the room and ordered to disrobe. It felt surreal somehow, to be standing here half-naked in front of this stranger while their future hung precariously in the balance. But despite everything, Olivia couldn't help but feel an underlying thrill coursing through her veins...

"I'm...eighteen too," Sam whispered, glancing over at her sister before averting her eyes again. They both stood there shivering slightly, wondering what was going to happen next but unable to bring themselves to resist his commands. The tension in the air seemed palpable as they slowly began to remove their clothes, revealing their naked bodies for the first time in front of this strange man. It only served to intensify the mix of fear and arousal coursing through them both...

Olivia glanced over at her sister, unsure if she should respond. "I-I'm tall...athletic..." She cleared her throat nervously. "My breasts are big, with medium-sized nipples. I have some freckles on my chest and stomach..." Her cheeks flushed even deeper as she continued to speak, the admission of her body's desires making her feel both ashamed and strangely turned on.

As for Sam, she remained quiet, too scared and embarrassed to say anything about herself. Instead, she focused on trying not to tremble in front of their captor as he studied them both intently. It felt like an eternity passed before finally, he spoke again.

"I'm...smaller than her," Sam murmured softly, glancing at Olivia with a mix of fear and affection. "My breasts are B-cups... I don't have any freckles..." Her words trailed off as she struggled to meet his gaze directly. The thought of being so close to him while naked only served to make her heart race faster, even though part of her wanted nothing more than for this nightmare to be over.

The silence stretched out once more, each second feeling like an eternity as they waited for their captor's next command. They stood there trembling, hoping against hope that somehow they would find a way out of this situation unscathed...

"My pussy is trimmed... and wet," Olivia whispered hoarsely, glancing away as she spoke. Her face flushed crimson with shame and arousal. "I-I've never had anyone fuck me there before..." She felt Sam stiffen beside her at the admission, but couldn't bring herself to look at her sister right now.

As for Sam, she remained silent, tears threatening to spill over once more as she fought to hold them back. She could feel every inch of Olivia pressed against her own body and it only served to make her even hotter, despite the fear gripping her tightly. The waiting seemed interminable, but they knew that whatever came next would undoubtedly change their lives forever...

"My... pussy is the same," Sam whispered shakily, her voice little more than a breath. She felt shame wash over her as she spoke of such intimate details in front of this strange man, but there was also something else...something hot and dark and needy deep inside her. She tried not to think about it, focusing instead on simply surviving through whatever came next.

Their captor's next words cut through the silence like a knife. "Very well," he said coldly, "you may turn around now." They turned slowly towards each other, their bodies pressed together from chest to thigh. The heat emanating from Olivia made Sam's insides ache with desire as she fought against the urge to reach out and touch herself...to touch her sister. But there was no escape from this situation; all they could do was play along and hope for the best.

"It's...so wet," Olivia whispered, her voice shaky with arousal. "My clit is hard, and I can feel everything between my legs just thinking about..." Her words trailed off as she glanced at Sam, her cheeks flushing even darker. She was aching for release, needing someone to touch her in a way that would banish this terrible fear away...even if it was only for a moment.

As for Sam, she remained silent, trembling slightly as she fought against the onslaught of desire coursing through her body. The sensation of Olivia pressed up against her only served to heighten the need inside her, making it impossible to think about anything else but how much she wanted this stranger who held their fates in his hands...to touch them both and make them forget their troubles for just a little while longer.

I'm...the same," Sam whispered shakily, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "My clit is so hard it hurts...and I can feel myself getting wetter with every breath you take..." She could feel Olivia trembling against her, could hear the desperate need in her sister's voice, and it only made Sam's own desire grow stronger still. The need to touch herself...to find some relief from this terrible ache building inside her was almost unbearable. But there was nothing they could do; they were at their captor's mercy, powerless to resist his every whim and command.

"I'm...so hot," Olivia whispered hoarsely, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she fought to control herself. "My skin is burning up..." Her back arched slightly, pushing her body closer against Sam's, seeking some kind of relief from the unbearable desire coursing through her. She could feel every muscle taut and aching with need, ready to explode at the merest touch.

As for Sam, she remained silent, struggling to hold back her own moans as she felt Olivia's body pressed against hers. It was almost too much; the heat emanating from her sister was incredible, making every inch of her own skin feel like it was on fire. The only thing that kept her sane was the thought of somehow helping their captor...proving to him that they could be worth something more than just objects for his twisted pleasure.

Olivia's back was covered in goosebumps, her skin feeling impossibly hot and tight. Her spine arched and her ass pushed out slightly, inviting any touch that might ease the need coursing through her. Her shoulders rose and fell rapidly with every labored breath she took.

As for Sam, she remained silent, unable to find the words to describe the overwhelming desire burning inside her as she felt Olivia's body against hers. Every inch of skin was sensitive, every nerve ending on high alert, craving contact and release with an intensity that left her shaking with need.

Their captor seemed to sense their desperation, studying them both intently before finally speaking once more. "Very well," he said coldly, his voice sending a shiver down their spines. "I think it's time you girls showed me exactly what you can do for me." They remained

Both girls were shivering with desire and fear as they stood in front of their captor. Looking at each other, they could see the need reflected in the other's eyes and felt a spark of courage ignite within them. "Yes," Olivia whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "We are...we want to please you." Sam hesitated for only a moment before nodding agreement, feeling the truth of her sister's words resonate deep within her own body.

Their captor seemed to consider this for a moment before finally speaking again. "Very well," he said coldly, his voice sending another shiver down their spines. "I want you both to undress each other now. Slowly." His words sent shockwaves through them as they realized exactly what he was demanding of them. But with no other choice and desperate for a way out

With trembling hands, they began to undress each other slowly, their hearts racing as their bare skin met for the first time. Olivia's fingers traced delicately over Sam's breasts before cupping them gently in her palms, eliciting a soft moan from her sister. In return, Sam ran her fingers through Olivia's hair and down her back, feeling the heat emanating from her body as she arched closer.

As they continued to touch and caress each other, their desire grew only more intense. It felt almost forbidden, this exploration of each other's bodies under the watchful eye of their captor, but it also fed a need deep within them that they couldn't ignore. Their hands moved faster now, eager to feel as much skin on skin contact as possible, and with each touch they could feel themselves edging closer to the brink of release.

But for

Olivia moaned as her sister's fingers brushed over her clit through the thin material of their panties. She arched into the touch, feeling herself growing wetter with need. "Yes," she gasped hoarsely. "I'm so horny..." Her voice trailed off as Sam slipped a finger under the waistband of her panties and began to tease her opening, circling around and around before finally pressing forward into her tight heat.

Sam closed her eyes, lost in the sensation of touching Olivia after all this time. Her own body was on fire, aching for release as she felt herself growing wetter with every touch. "Oh god..." she breathed out shakily. "I need you... I need this..."

"The couch," they whispered in unison. They both knew that the couch would be more comfortable, but there was something about being together on the bed that seemed even hotter, somehow. As their fingers continued to work at each other's pleasure, they moved closer together until their bodies were pressed firmly against one another, moans and gasps filling the air around them.

Finally, with a gasp of relief, Olivia came, her body arching into Sam's touch as she felt a powerful wave of release wash over her. Her fingers left wet trails on Sam's skin as they slipped free to bury themselves in her hair. "Oh god... that felt..."