The Maya Twins

By

Carmenica Diaz

Note: This is an excerpt from a recently published E-Novel.

Once upon a time, there were the Maya twins. Hannah and Savannah Maya were identical, breathtakingly beautiful and with definition of morality that was unique. Very, very rich and constantly bored, they were amused when Hannah's new husband, Jonathan, declared his undying love with the purchase of the state of the art chastity belt, the Dickson Device.

Silly man! The Maya twins saw an opportunity to have a little fun and Jonathan soon discovered that, although they appear so beautiful, the Maya twins can be sweetly dominating and just a little cruel and manipulative when there's something they want! In this fairytale, not everyone lives happily ever after!

Prologue: Once Upon A Time...

The door to Jonathan's flat was ajar and Sharon tapped on it lightly. 'Hello?'

The door opened and that woman stood there, smiling widely. 'Hello Sharon, come in.'

Sharon was about to make a cutting remark, what she wasn't sure, when she saw Jonathan kneeling naked on the floor, a chain connected to some animal collar around his neck.

'Jonathan!'

Sharon turned to Jonathan's wife and she blinked in shock when she saw there was two of them!

'This is my sister, Savannah. Savannah, meet Sharon.'

'Please to meet you I'm sure,' Savannah said.

'But…' gasped Sharon.

'Yes, darling,' Savannah said with sarcastic overtones, 'we're twins. How brilliant of you to notice.'

'Now pay attention, Sharon,' Hannah said, steadying Sharon with a light hand to her elbow and steering her to stand in front of Jonathan. 'tell her, darling,' she said to Jonathan.

'Sharon,' Jonathan mumbled, face burning, 'please watch me wank.'

Sharon's hand flew to her mouth and she saw that Jonathan's red cock was hard and protruding from his groin. 'I don't…' Sharon gasped.

'He just wants to masturbate for you,' Hannah confided and then rolled her eyes. 'Men!'

'It's his kinky little dream, apparently,' Savannah said. 'Just watch, it shan't take long.'

'Jonathan…' Sharon exclaimed, eyes bulging.

'Please,' Jonathan mumbled. He just had to come and even though this was the most shameful thing he had ever done in his life, he was prepared to go through it just to get relief!

'You want me to watch…'

'Yes!' Jonathan said urgently, his hand hovering near his rigid cock. The twins had told him that if he wasn't wanking within ten minutes after Sharon had walked through the door, they would simply put the Dickson Device back on. He knew they were serious when they had mentioned using ice cubes to shrink his cock to get it back in.

Once upon a time, in a city by the river Thames, there were two sisters…

01: How should we go about it?

The patrons at Café Nero had seen them all – film stars, actors, criminals, entrepreneurs, musicians, call-girls and politicians, they merged into each other after a while – and the patrons ignored them all with a practiced blasé attitude and a studied coolness.

However, when the Maya twins slipped through the tastefully etched double glass doors, the diners and the waiting staff gaped and everyone would have heard a thousand proverbial pins fall to the stylishly polished floor.

It wasn't just that Hannah and Savannah Maya were identical but they were also stunningly beautiful.

As Rupert Gascoigne wrote in GQ magazine, '… they are the perfect matched pair with absolutely no imperfections with a noble and sensual beauty that immediately draws the eye. I am not a religious man but the existence of the Maya twins indicates there is a supreme being – to create one of those girls would have been wondrous, to create two is surely a miracle! '

To be fair, Rupert Gascoigne appeared to be rather obsessed by the Maya twins as accounts of a rather famous party in Mayfair testified. It wasn't only famous because the hostess dropped her knickers to show an admiring male dinner guest her latest Brazilian wax but also because a rather drunk Gascoigne argued with a famous media scientist.

The second dusty bottle of Port had been brought up from the cellar when Gascoigne had exploded. 'Yes, I understand how they are genetically identical, George. Your five minutes a day on the BBC doesn't make you a candidate for the Nobel Prize, you know! I know they were formed from one fertilized egg which then for reasons unknown, split into two cells, became implanted and there you have it, identical twins! But George, for the life of me, please explain why they are so devastatingly beautiful!'

At that point, Gascoigne's rather disgruntled wife stepped in, called a mini-cab and whisked Rupert away. Their divorce became news within three months, Rupert took the pledge and GQ sent him to Los Angeles to report on Californian fashion, a term Gascoigne thought was an oxymoron.

The Maya Twins. Tall, willowy thin with large breasts and thick blonde hair, they could have been models if they had been disposed to actually work. Some women had cattily said, wait, time will catch up with them but those women had obviously not seen the parents of the Maya twins.

Geraldine Maya was still a beauty in her late forties and completely overshadowed women much younger while their father, Pierre was ruggedly handsome, still had a complete head of blonde hair and both girls had received his startling deep blue eyes rather than their mother's pale blue ones.

Yes, the Maya twins came from exquisite breeding stock and every male watched them hungrily when they passed by. Pierre and Geraldine were slyly referred to as the King and Queen of London society and if that was the case, Hannah and Savannah were the princesses.

Of course, reverberating within the very soul of every male watcher was that common secret fantasy of making love to two women. Many men wondered if they could survive the extreme delight of making love to the Maya twins.

Many female watchers silently dwelt on just how unfair the universe was, that they were riddled with their own imperfections while two perfect women walked the earth.

The double whammy, so to speak, was that the Maya twins were not only blessed with identical matchless beauty but also with high intelligence, sly wit and a morality all of their own.

A spinster aunt was heard to say nastily, 'It is said that cats are amoral. Well, compared to my lovely nieces, cats are the most moral creatures on this planet! My nieces are beautiful and appear sweet but they decidedly have a morality all of their own, it's just that no one knows what it is!'

End of excerpt of Part 1 of The Maya Twins by Carmenica Diaz

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