VIII  BLACKMAIL


“NEW JANE BONDA MOVIE  HITS CINEMAS ACROSS THE STATES.
Jane Bonda, the famous secret agent, is back again, fighting against the DARK SPECTRE and her bad girls. Once again, the movie refrains from killing scenes, and presents us instead bondage in abundance. There are numerous creative bondages, the heroine alone is tied up four times, and climax of the movie is a multiple bondage involving over 40 pretty gals tightly bound and gagged. As usual, ties of the movie will find their way into US-mainstream bondage, to be tried in various bedrooms across the country. We have all four stars for this action and bondage packed adventure tale. Dont miss it in a cinema near you!”
Movie magazine CINEMA, November 25th,, 1936

“GERMAN-JAPANESE TREATY ON COMMERCIAL and TECHNOLOGICAL COOPERATION SIGNED.
Spokeswomen of both governments announced today details of the pact between the two nations. Amongst them are german military advisors headed by General Beate von Reichenau, who are planned to be attached to the japanese general staff. Our analysts believe...”
New York Times, November 27th, 1936

“HUMAN RIGHTS WATCH CONDEMS GERMAN SLAVE LAWS.
A spokeswoman of Human Rights Watch today told the press in New York, that the organisation condemns very sharply the new laws in the German Reich, which reinstitute slavery on a scale not seen since the last century. In Germany, criminals and dissidents can be enslaved according to the new laws. It is rumoured the fascist ladies use their female slaves in an inhuman procedure to gain energy out of their sexual arousal. Details are scarce, and the german ambassador, Frau Agathe von Weinbrecher, denies all such accusations.
Human Rights Watch demanded strong action of the US government, but the foreign ministress, Lady Cordelia Hull, offered no comment on the german laws. Economic ties and trade with the German Reich are on the rise, so, Wall Street again dictates foreign policy. But business is business, as we all know. And the females in question are criminals anyway, some say. Be that as it may, I am sure if sexual energy could be used to heat our homes, our houses would be surely overheated. (Laughter) This leads me to another thing. Have you ever tried a ballgag of TIGHT GAGS? TIGHT GAGS offers ballgags of different taste and materials to an affordable price. You can get them for no more than 39,95 $. Try one, I can really recommend them...”
Famous Entertainress Hillary Mayland in her radio show “WHATS UP?” on CBS, December 3rd, 1936


“BEVERLY BURNS PACKAGE OF THE MONTH.
The famous bondage magazine PACKAGED DELICACIES presented us with this month PACKAGE. Its the well known Goalie of our Field Hockey National Team, Miss Beverly Burns. Beverly, a well shaped brownhaired gal with long legs and big green eyes, is goalie of our national team for two years, and was four times Goalie of the season in the National Hockey League. PACKAGED DELICACIES showed us Miss Burns in light green rubber underwear, tightly tied with white silkrope and gagged with a mouthwatering, cheekbulging green ballgag. Can you say MMPPHH?”
New York Times, page 5, December 7th, 1936



“ITALIAN AIRSHIP HIJACKED OVER MIDDLE EAST.
The italian arship EMILIA GALOTTI, on a regular flight from Rome, Italy, to Bombay, British India, was hijacked yesterday by armed ethiopians, flightcrew and passengers, about 170 people, were taken hostage. The hijackeresses demand an end of the italian occupation of Ethiopia. The E.Galotti has landed at El Rhiad aerodrome in Saudi Arabia. A spokeswoman of the italian government has categorically turned down any negotiations...”
International Heraldress Tribune, December 8th 1936


CIA headquarters, Langley, Virginia, December 11th 1936, 9.04 hours

“A real tragedy. 180 people dead...”
“Yeah, the pasta-chicks should have negotiated instead of assaulting the airship. Or should have asked their german friends to send their Sondereinsatztruppen.”
“What happened to the EMILIA GALOTTI may happen over here too...”
“Sure, Marcy, but WE didnt invade a foreign country.”
“You side with these terroristas?”
“Not exactly, but I understand their motives all too well. Their choice of action is another thing. Okay, as I already mentioned them, we will look into the german Sondereinsatztruppen today. All reports ready?”
“Oh, sure, Jill. Its not that much, apart from propaganda in their own press. Some reports of our agents, some stolen from the british chicks...”
“We steal information from our british sisters?”
“Come on, Jill, this is CIA...”
“Oh, yes, sorry. Lets get to work.”

Three hours later Jill had worked her way through a good amount of paper, taking notes, drinking too much coffee and smoking too much Lucky Filters.
So, a report of a secret camp north of Magdeburg, even with pictures. That was strange. A prison camp? What in hell... a girl, and a picture of a sheepdog?
Jill stopped and started to read the report anew. Girl spoke dutch. Heavily guarded camp. Girl was obviously playing with the dog.
“Shit!” Jill exclaimed suddenly.
Marcy, a non-smokeress, inhaled some fresh air at the window and turned, surprised by Jills outburst.
“Marcy, I have to see the chief. Immediately. Is she free?”
“Ohh, yes, but...”
“Follow me, you will see soon enough.”
Jill snatched the report and pictures and rushed out of the office...



Office of Janette Couzens, directress of CIA, CIA HQ, Langley, Virginia, December 11th 1936, 12.19 hours

“Okay, Jill, I am listening.”
“Look, Mam, we have this scientists disappearing for about a year. We employed bodyguards, but they vanish too, together with the loved ones of our braingals. Even a whole team of twelve scientists vanished out of their lab in LA two weeks ago.
At the same time, we observe here the Germans making technological progress in exactly the same fields our vanished ladies were experts in.
So, lets asume they REALLY abduct our gals. How do they get them to work for them? And work good? Well, I first thought they kidnapped the family members to let no witnesses behind. But what if this is only a side effect? What if they keep them imprisoned in a camp like this here and blackmail the scientists with the wellbeing of their loved ones? It could even be the pet animals. One of our ladies had a sheepdog, like this one here.”
“Okay, Jill, but the girl spoke dutch, the report states.”
“Isnt it obvious? When stealing brains to boost their research, why should the Germans abduct them only in the USA? Why not in England, France or...”
“The Netherlands.” Janette Couzens concluded the sentence.
“By the goddess, why didnt we think of that?”
Marcy made a small sound.
“Uh, I think I heard someone speak about something like that in the cafetaria a few weeks ago.”
“Look it up, Marcy, immediately!”
“Yes, Mam!”
Marcy left the room. Couzens starred at Jill.
“Lady Ryan, in case I never told you, I am very glad to have convinced you to join us.”
“Thank you, Mam, but we still dont know what to do about it. I take it as long as we dont catch the superfrauleins with their fingers in the marmelade jar the government cant do anything.”
“You are right, Jill, this picture proofs nothing, at least not officially. And something like that would raise hell in congress. The Lady president plans on strengthening the neutrality act again. Unproved accusations against the German Reich will be first class fuel for those accusing the administration of warmongering.”
“The Germans must bring their prisoners out of the country. Maybe we...”
“There are hundreds of ways, Jill. Airships, sea ships, trucks to Mexico or Canada.”
“This is a national security matter. FBI can surely find something. We should inform this Tucker gal.”
“We will inform FBI. But Beyonce Tucker is no longer in charge of the cases.”
“Uh? Someone demanded her head?”
“No. But she couldnt do much since the whole thing started, and Eve, I mean, directress Hoover, dindt want to waste her talent. She will head a new department in FBI. You probably have heard we are worried about this GALOTTI-thing. FBI will build up a special force to deal with airship-hijacking, and the Tucker gal will be part of it.”
“I see.”
“Hoover is thinking along the lines of our own Sondereinsatztruppen.”
“Oh, as you mention it, Mam, probably the SET are the muscle side of the operation.”
“You mean conducting the actual kidnappings?”
“Sounds logical to me. Trained for small unit warfare, urban combat, personal combat...”
“Yeah, sounds convincing. So?”
“If we have files and pictures on their officers, it might be a good idea to compare them to german businesswomen travelling the States regulary.”
“Jill, this is CIA, not the tax department. We never had the womanpower and resources for something like that.”
“Too bad. Mam, you need a bigger budget.”
“Tell that your republican friends on the Hill.”
“I might really try, Mam...”


“BRITISH QUEEN ABDICATES,
famous words: I prefer being a slave of love to being queen of England. Our correspondentress in London...”
Washington Post, December 15th, 1936

“LASCIVIOUSNESS AND BEAUTY ANNOUNCES MOST LUSCIOUS SMOKRESS OF THE YEAR,
this years winner is famous american indian actress Kathrin Kaskas. The Kaskas, which played among other roles an evil indian sorceress in the last JANE BONDA movie, is a slender, beautiful chick with reddish skin, an angellike face with high cheekbones, deep dark eyes and a glossy, hiplength black mane. She smokes Marlboro Lights with a mixture of greed and grace we all like to see and would adopt for ourselves if possible. Lady Kaskas took the price today in New York, smoking a cigarette for the cameras. See below for the great pictures...”
New York Times, December 20th, 1936


A parking lot, forests northwest of New York, December 29th 1936, 0.42 hours

The parking lot was usually crowded, used by vacacionists who visited the pleasant forests surrounding it. Now, in the deep of the night, it was largely deserted. Only two cars were parked here now. The driveresses stood near one of the cars, in the light of  a lantern on the cars engine hood.
Scarlet Jamison was visibly nervous. The head of the New York customs department turned her head here and there, if expecting to see the FBI coming out of the woods.
The Jamison was an irish girl with reddish shoulderlength curls, green eyes and frackles on her nose and cheeks.
Ophelia Skorzeny kept her face impassive. A cowardly traitress, this one.
“So, whats the meaning of this meeting, Lady Jamison. Didnt your last payment arrive on time? You were lucky I happened to be in New York. I am a busy woman.”
“Look, Lady Schmidt, the FBI was at the aerodrome, the situation was critical., and...”
“You managed to deceipt them?”
“Sure, sure, but...”
“What?”
“This is getting dangerous. Rumours have it, they were searching for abducted persons. If there were people in all these crates you...”
“You discovered your conscience? Or your matriotism?”
“Well, this is a very serious crime you involved me in. If I am to continue with this, it will cost you a bit more.”
“So its greed. I thought so.”
“5000 per month, not two.”
“I see.”
The Blonde reached into her long black leathercoat and placed some items on the engine hood. Scarlet Jamison eyed the white rope, the cloth ball, the two white rubber bands, one narrow, one broad, and the folded package of shiny black rubber.
“What... what are you doing? Whats this?”
“This are the materials to secure you, Lady Jamison.”
The blonde produced a dangerous looking handgun.
“But... you are kidding!”
“I doubt that. Look, the pipeline is getting unsecure. And you are developing into a security risk. So its more than fitting you yourself should be the last person to use the pipeline. I think, a cowardress and traitress like you deserves to be awake during the whole journey.”
Jamison starred at the german lady and her gun. The blonde threw the makings of the gag across. In a reflex, Jamison caught them.
“Put the gag on. Quick! We have an appointment with an airship in 2 hours.”
“No, please, you cant be serious.”
“You are very lucky my mission parameters exclude any killings. I am really starting to regret that. Must a command be repeated?”
Scarlet Jamison gulped. With shaking hands, she put the clothball between her quivering lips.
Ophelia Skorzeny smiled wryly.
“Thats my girl. Now the gag bands. The narrow between your jaws, really tight. Then cover the gag with the broad one.”
“Mmpphh!”
“They all say that...”
Jamison groaned into the packing and fixed it with the narrow latex scarf, which cut deeply into her bulging cheeks. The gal continued mmpphhing pointlessly. Skorzeny gestured with the gun. Jamison covered the cleaving with the broad band, it squeaked heavily as she knotted it at the back of her head.
“Fine. Now strip.”
“Mmpphh!”
It was cold, End of December. But the blonde German showed no mercy whatsoever. Scarlet Jamison had to strip, until she stood naked in the light of the lantern, shuddering in the cold.
“Put on this rubber outfit. It will help you getting warm again. The impregnation, you know. Does the trick all the time.”
Whimpering in the squeaking gag, the american gal put on the rubber outfit, first the tigh high stockings, than a corsage, followed by bra and long gloves. A slip was missing. Obviously, the lustcream immediately showed results on Jamison, as her gag screams grew wilder and her face reddened deeply. Her love honey trailed along her inner thighs. She moved her rubberized limbs uneasily.
Skorzeny seized her and used the white rope to tie her in a way Jamison surely hadnt expected. With brutal force, Jamison arms were forced into a backprayer, her palms meeting behind her strained shoulderblades, and secured there. Thightly drawn ropes fixed the backprayer. In a mixture of pain and helpless arousal, the curly redhead screamed again in her tight gag. Skorzeny added more ropes above her breasts, cruelly cutting into her boobs. Jamison gulped and struggled in ropes and rubber.
“I hope you dont like it too much. Dont get me wrong, this is a penalty packing, no funride.”
“Mmmpphh!”
“You Americans are always so horny. Cant you be serious once? Anyway, we are not ready yet.”
Skorzeny folded the helpless prisoner into a ball and added more ropes to fix her in the position. Then she lifted her shiny black package without visible effort, carrying it to the trunk of her car, dropping it there unceremoniously. The rubber package squeaked and let out a louder Mmpphh. The blonde looked down on Jamison.
“I knew from the start you were to be added to the collection, Lady Scarlet. So it was really fun doing business with you, all the time knowing this moment would come. You are a traitress and a coward, and I really dont like you the least, but, to be honest, you are a very nice package.”
She closed the trunk. Whistling a strange, asian sounding melody, the blonde German entered her car.