‘They may be young but they’re perfect, patient knotters but most importantly our best siphons and he’s
reputed to be impossible to drain, he has yet to encounter Tring and Trang,’ SALON agent Mai Phan
explained over the phone to Claire.
‘Intelligence says he likes to get his girls from a Pleasure House in Bangkok. Since they're always looking for new girls to offer, especially to a high end client like him, what better way to get to him ‘Even at his age, no man can refuse a threesome, especially when it involves twins,’ Tring explained.
‘Men can barely handle one woman in bed, a second, especially with our skill sets, no man can handle that,’
Trang added.
^^^
As they suspected he requested them very quickly upon their arrival and they were soon on their way to his
home in the mountains. They girls were escorted to a bamboo octagonal structure separate from the home
and up on a hill far away from the house surrounded by ferns and palm trees and jungle. They surveyed
their surroundings, looking at each other for where to take him to secure the perfect positional trap. A wink
from one just finished when he arrived.
They wanted to take control right away, but make it look like they were doing what they were paid to do.
Each kissed him on the cheek, then took an end of his robe and pulled it undoing to tie. It swung open,
availing them a partial look at his body. He was lean, taut and well endowed. Each pressed their tongues
into his ear while hands closed about his stem and gently pulled while their other hands removed his robe
then their string bikinis.
Tring took his lips and did her magic. A spellbinding dance of taste, tongue and tease while Trang applied
her lips to his stem, slowly coaxing him to hardness as she knelt between the legs of her sister. The girls
instantly coordinated their motions, a gentle rocking meant to double stimulate him with each push and
pull. Carefully they began to increase the sway, his body beginning to just yield to their actions. Tring
undid her arms and moved to her left, the tip of her tongue burning a wet seer into him as she went round
to the back of his neck where small bits and kisses searched for a spot he reacted to best and soon found it,
just a light grip of her teeth increased the sway.
Trang curled her tongue and turned her mouth, her soft yielding lips drawing even his immense controlling
skills into the red zone. They continued on, Tring’s hands slipping about the soft firm calves of her sister
then squeezing lightly. At that moment a tongue wrapped around the head of his prong and a permanent
bite was applied to his most sensitive spot.
Tring held his prong as Trang pushed him as they fell forward toward the floor, the twins moving with the
precision of a metronome, legs, arms, torso all meshing together about him and each other. They wrapped
around the ancient man, his body smooth and hard. They had permission to kill in any manner, but slowly
to extract secrets and as a punishment for all the female agents he had killed over his long career.
‘Vietnamese Coiling Comb,’ Tring hotly whispered as her body worked. Perfumed, powdered and
persuasive the duo worked slowly, careful of his reputation. Their knot, a kneading entanglement, was a
multi positional tether with a few of their own deviously effective applications. They drew closer with each
minute, lithe forms exploring his searching for points to attack. A toe pressed and released then moved on,
bodies always active. He resisted them, he’d been knotted by endless women in his long career. The girls,
because of their inverted positions took turns screwing and sucking him, their willowy energetic young
forms combining to about him as their ancient art form worked its lethal embrace tighter.
Their lips hungered him as he struggled inside their soft warm forms, the firm breasts kneading him as their
nipples, hard and firm pierced into his nerve endings and weakened him. Tring was the first to undo him.
He climaxed, his cock quivering inside her mouth as Trang kissed him.
‘You finally spilled sir, now that your unlocked more will come,’ Tring smiled as she and her sister rolled,
coming to their feet holding him inverted and suspended.
‘You are now in a Paired Python sir now for something to tighten the serpent,’ Trang said, as her mouth
closed around his distended member. She coddled and positioned her tongue snaking about until she had
him.
His body convulsed and heaved about the floor as he tried to escape her mouth and their grip, both of
which had him in a most pleasurable embrace.
‘Thai Stick, sir, Trang is very good at it. He could not fight her touch, his wang helpless in her embrace he
exploded repeatedly as the girls coiled inward. Trang released after an hour and Tring took over, her Thai
Stick even more effective she released him after two more hours, he spent and drained.
The girls lowered their prey slowly to the ground, their bodies slowly undoing and redoing around him as
they went until they settled.
‘Your final placement sir, Siamese Scorpion Knot, slow and painful,’ Trang informed.
‘It will make you talk and we have many questions for you to answer,’ Tring followed.
The girls used their toes, flats of their feet, fingers, nails and other parts to strike his body. The result would
be a slow paralysis that ended in death, each strike triggered by his body moving and they tighter until in a
delirium of pain and sexual madness they started to get answers.
The girls spaced out the strikes, they didn’t want him expiring too quickly.
‘This is for all the agents you killed over the years,’ they said in unison with another compression after a
sting of the scorpion.
They got all they wanted and more before he was useless to them. The duo gave him each a kiss goodbye,
they struck, killing him, they undid and smiled, their mission a success.
