Zenobia first had thought that she had reached the nadir of humiliations when she had been lying in front of Mr. Drake, naked, bound and gagged. Then, she had thought it had been to be exposed in front of several men who took advantages from her helplessness. But, after she had performed a strip show with Winona, not for freedom or not even for money, but just to get tied up and gagged a bit more lenient, she had thought that things couldn`t get worse.
But now, here she was, still naked and gagged with the knickers of another woman. She could sense that during the last days Winona hadn`t had much of a chance to change her underwear. Zenobia retched when a tug on her crotch rope pulled her back into reality.
„Mph!“
„Mhhhmmmmm! Uuuhhmmmmmmm! Hnnnnngggg!“
Since she had been blindfolded before, Zenobia wasn`t exactly sure who the other woman was. Not that that mattered much. They were tied face to face and the narrowness in the hammock prevented them from getting away from each other. No matter how they arched and squirmed, their breasts stayed in close skin contact and they involuntarily squeezed and rubbed them. She could feel the other`s hard nipples poking into her boobs. Zenobia wondered if her nipples had reacted that way, too. But she had no other chance to continue in the combined wrestling of the two sweaty girls.
Things were worse down below. Zenobia had soon realized that her crotch rope was connected to that of her fellow captive, keeping their pubic mounds closely together and forcing each woman to join in the other`s movements.
And moving, her companion did. Since their first skin contact, the other woman had squirmed and wriggled like an eel, taking no consideration towards modesty. She moved her hips up and down continously, forcing Zenobia to join in her rhythm.
„Mhmmmmm! Uuuuhhhhmmmmmm! Hhhrrrrrrrmmmmmm!“
The other girl semed to have endless resources in power. Whilst Zenobia already felt totally exhausted, the other one still moved with as much as if she was not thoroughly bound. Of course, her companion was not blindfolded by a stiff leather hood, but Zenobia just hoped her to slow down a bit.
„Mhhhhmmmmmmmm! Uuuhhhhhhhhm!“
Instead, the woman seemed to have changed her movements in the way they were, but not in their intensity. Instead of flailing, she now moved her hips and pelvis in a rhythmical way, faster and faster.
„No! That`s impossible! I am a woman, too! She just can`t_“
But really, her unknown partner in bondage seemed to have found a way out of the horrors of their predicament and was heading to get some joy.
„Mhhmmmmph! Uuuuhhhmmmmmph! Mhmmmmmmm!“
„Mph! Mph! Mph!“
Zenobia desperately tried to stop her, but there was little she could do. she tried to stiffen her body, but this only increased the vigour of the other girl`s movements. Zenobia had no other chance to join in the close dance.
„Mhhmmm! Hrrrmmm! Uuuhmmmmm! Mhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Mph!“
Now, the women seemed to have found the peak of extasy. She thrusted her pelvis against the helpless Zenobia`s womb and began to spasm, moaning and groaning as if she was dying.
„Mhhhmmmmmmmph!“
Finally, after a last bucking, the other girl suddenly trembled and reduced her movements.
„Thanks godness, she has finally – come“, the shuddering Zenobia thought with some relief. Of course, she vaguely remembered similar situations from her few encounters with men, but then, she had willingly accepted into it – and she had more or less stayed calm in the progress, though she had quite enjoyed what they had done.
To her embarrassment, Zenobia felt a strange tingle building deep inside her loins. That couldn`t be-?
„Thanks godness it?s over, otherwise I would - uuuh!“
„Mph!“
To her astonishment, the other woman had started to move again. The rope between Zenobias legs started to move again, teasing her most sensitive and now slightly swollen body parts.
„No! I can`t, I must – ooohhh!“
The shudder running through Zenobia`s pelvis was even stronger now, and, despite the desperate attempts of the still rational part of her brain, the feeling remained. It was as if the heat from the other woman`s loins somehow had incended her, too.
„No, I just – uuuhhh! Oooohhh!“
„Mph! Mph!“
„Mhhmmmmmm! Uuuhhmmmmmm! Nnnnnnnnn!“
Obviously, her partner misundestood Zenobia`s timid reaction as an invitation to accelerate her moves. Again, she rhythmically pressed her pelvis against Zenobia`s. The poor half Indian saw no other solution than to adjust to her to prevent the crotch rope from pulling into her.
„Mph! Mph!“
„Oooohhhmmmmmmm! Uuuhhhmmmmmmmm!“
It helped nothing, for the pressure indeed became a bit less, but now, the body of her partner caressed and teased her. Alas, Zenobia did not want to stop her movements anyway.
„Oh my god, this is so exiting! I must stop this, but not now, not – ooooohhh! Oh my god! Yeah!“
This time, they climbed the hill of extasy together. Their joined climax wasn`t as strong as the first outburst of Zenobia`s companion, but it was – intense. Long, steady waves of passion flooded through her body and though she was so thoroughly gagged, she let out some quite vocally sighs.
She cuddled her upper body against her partner, trying to caress her as much as she could manage. Though Zenobia was quite experienced in fulfilling her carnal desires by herself, she never had experienced anything like that! Panting heavily through her nose, she sensed the other`s sweat, perfume – and something else. An unknown, yet arousing fragrance tingled her nose, causing her to involuntarily move her hips again.
It took only moments till the other girl joined in.
***
A few yards away, Rita and Yvette were suffering. Had they been tied like Queena and Zenobia, they would have been able to cope with it: both girls knew and loved each other, they had already joined the same bed and, though both preferred men, they had already had some erotic fun with each other.
But some kissing and fondling was definitely nothing in comparison to getting aroused when one`s friend`s nose was only inches away from one`s pussy! So, both had tried to ignore the close presence of the other and to see the hot body rubing against the own just as a friendly caress. However, their embrace was far more than that, and the constantly shaking of the hammock webbing them didn`t help the matter. Both women had quite some self control, but as the time went by, this was strained more and more...
the shooting and fighting had been like a dash of cold water to them and when they had heard that the ship was freed from the pirates, they had hoped that they would be freed, too, though this would be another humiliating experience.
However, the Captain had remarked that they were „securely stowed“, as if he was talking about a piece of luggage! They had screamed through their gags and tried to focus the men, but indeed, noone took notice of them. Soon, the vicious circle of enforced moving and rubbing, rising arousal and the increasingly difficult act of will to fight it back started again...
***
Winona was suffering, too, but the circumstances were different. Her position had been inconvenient from the very beginning, but, stringently tied as she was, she could do absolutely nothing to mitigate this. She had tried everything to loosen her bonds, slip a hand out of it, reach for one of the knots – nothing had helped a bit.
She had screamed her lungs out, but, though the pirates coming and going with the barrels had noticed her, they were not interested in paying her attention, let alone helping her.
Then, the short fight had begun and Winona had frolicked, even more when she had recognized Witty`s voice. She had wriggled the little she could and mmphed through her gag. When there was no reaction, she had tried to increase her efforts, even banged her backhead against the bowsprit. But, again, noone took notice of the human figurehead.
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„Mhhmmmmmmmm! Uuuhhmmmmmmmm! Hhhhrrrrrrrrmmmmmm! Mhhhmmmmmmph! Mph!“
Winona screamed into Queena`s knickers until her head ached and her lungs hurt. Obviously, these men were ignorants or sadistic bastards! Her meaning did not change when, after a while, the ship started to sail, forcing her to join it`s rolling, yawing and pitching.
„If I get sea sick, this could have been it“, Winona thought with fear.
However, the wind was steady, but not very strong and so, the ship`s movements cradled the exhausted girl into sleep.
Indeed, since the sails had already been hoisted, none of Witty`s men had examined the bowsprit and now, since the „Sea Hawk`s“ lanterns were astern, it lay in pitch black darkness. Usually, Witty would have laid to for the night, but he knew the waters and as long as he kept clear of the shore, nothing would happen.
So, it was not before six o`clock in the morning, when the sky became brighter again, that Joseph noticed Winona`s bound hands and feet. He looked down the bow and now, he could see the naked, bound and gagged redhead who literally hung from her stake. Quickly, he fetched Witty.
„Sir, either this is a mermaid or the pirates have equipped our ship with a new figurehead.“
Witty looked down at Winona for a few seconds. Then, he went atop the bowsprit and examined the ropes holding her. The tugging on her bonds awakened Winona.
„Mhm! Mhhhmmmmph!“
„Can you hear me?“
„Mhmmph! Uuuhmmph!“
„Well, I understand that you don`t like your current position. And believe me, I would prefer nothing more than to free you! But we have to make the most of this wind if we want to reach Savannah within the next few days! It will calm down within the next few hours, but until then, we have to make as many miles as possible!“
Winona could not believe her ears. Was he talking about keeping her trussed up like that?
„Mhmmmph! Mph! Uuuhhmmm!“
„I have just checked your ropes and there is no risk that you will get lost! I am sure you will still be there if we have to stop!“
Her desperate moaning was drowned by the wind and the sounds of the ship soon after he had jumped back to the deck.
***
Though she did not know about that (and it would not have consolated her anyway), Winona wasn`t the only person who had to spend the night tied to a stake. As the hours had passed, Alinda and Xenia had not been able to loosen a single knot of their bindings or to work of their stifling gags. Now, both naked girls had passed out and were hanging in their bonds, not moving except for the slight heaving of their thrust out breasts.
So, when dawn came, they were totally unaware that only some two yards below them, there was a Unionist soldier. The man had no reason to look up since he wanted to be alone. The 18 years old Private Jebediah Smith had been brought up by very strict and religious parents, but he was definitely interested in the other sex. The army of course was a man`s world, but his comrade, the two years older and more experienced Marcus, had promised him, in exchange for Jebediah doing his kitchen duties for one week, to len him his „photos“. These photos, three in number, he had bought once in New Orleans and they showed women with – in their underwear. Jebediah, who never had seen a naked woman except for his elder sister in his life, had agreed and now, he had these precious pictures! It would be some 30 minutes till the official mstering and until then, he would – well, watch the photos!
He went into the little ravine built by the crevice in the rock and took the pictures out from under his jacket. Panting, he looked at the curly woman that sat on a chair with bare legs and who was only wearing a sleeveless camisole. Jebediah`s hands slightly trembled and he carefully looked around before he rose to open his belt.
He had worn his cap when entering the crevice, but he had bared his head before taking a look at the pictures. So, this time, something slightly tingled the top of his head.
Indignant, he wanted to wipe away the spider web, but then, his hand got entangled in something different – like human hair.
Jebediah looked up and landed on his backside.
„F-forgive me, a-a-angel of the l-“
His first thought was that two angels had come from heaven to punish him for his unclean thoughts. Then, he looked again and saw that it were indeed two naked women who seemed to hover right above of him.
Since he had had his hand entangled in her long tresses hanging down when he had fallen, Jebediah had given a sharp tug to Xenia`s scalp. Awakening from her faint, she weakly opened her eyes.
„Mhmmm!“
The sound was barely audible, but now, the exited private recognized that these two women were for real. He ran for his comrades who were bivuoacing only some 100 yards away.
„S-savages! They a-are on a stake! Women!“
It took a slap from the Sergeant till the young man could do a proper report. Though the Major thought that the boy just had drunk too much or tried opium, he went for a look, just to be sure. It had to be said that this grown man landed on his backside from surprise, too.
***
Around ten o`clock in the morning, the wind waned and Witty ordered to lay to. „Time to take care of our guests“, he tought.
First, he ordered Rita and Yvette to be taken down and freed them from the ropes tying them to each other, but left them gagged and with their hands and elbows tied. The two dancers were totally exhausted and collapsed in a corner of the deck. They had been successful in holding back their arousal for the whole time, but now, even released from the crotch ropes, they still trembled and their pubic area still was glistering wet. If te sailors noticed this, they did at least say nothing about it.
„Well, it seems that times are changing in the south, too! Look who has found into each other`s arms!“
Queena and Zenobia had been sleeping soundly. After a prolonged sexual encounter, the two girls had finally cuddled against each other and exhaustion had finally taken it`s toll.
Witty left the two girls gagged and with bound arms, too, but he released Zenobia from her hood. She blinked and found to her dismay that Queena had been her partner for the night. Queena, of all! She looked at the blonde whose sweaty hair hung into her still slightly reddened face.
„Mph!“
Zenobia wasn`t sure if she had found words even if she had not been gagged, but she felt that she had to say – or mmph – something.
Queena looked at her with her big, beautiful green eyes. Zenobia could not read her look. It was neither hate nor contempt, but it wasn`t embarrassment or disgust either.
Two men had now taken Winona from the bowsprit and she was seated too. The redhead was still gagged and her arms were tied, just like it had been done by the others.
„Now, what to do with you? Of course, as a gentleman I should release you at once, give you some clothes and get you to the next harbour. Unfortunately, it`s not that easy!“
„Mhhmmph! Uuuhmmm!“
„I know, I know! But the problem is, that, since the Yankees are about to take Fort Fisher, there will be no harbour left to the Confederacy where I could drop you. The harbours controlled by the North are a bad idea either. If I unload a bunch of Southern beauties, they will ask questions. Since I have done blockade running for the South, these questions might be – inconvenient.“
„Mhhmmm! Mph!“
„Of course, I could get you to Cuba, as planned originally. But, since you are now a bit different from normal passengers“, he let his eyes wander over the five pairs of naked breasts and the five triangles of pubic hair, „the travelling conditions might become a bit – different, too.“
Now, Reggie stepped forward.
„Captain, I might help you to at least diminuish your sorrows.“
Witty turned towards him and the black man continued:
„Captain, though you have been kind to me, I don`t think that I will become a sailor. I want to stay here. Despite the problems and sorrow we had to suffer, this is now my home, too. I want to stay here.“
„Right, son, but how does that diminuish my sorrows?“
Reggie pointed at Zenobia.
„I want to start a new life as a free man. And I want to establish a family. And, looking around, she`s the only woman – suitable for me.“
Zenobia was too perplexed to react in any way. Witty smiled.
„Well, it seems that she`s a bit uncertain about your proposal. But maybe, you can persuade her. The shore`s only some mile away. I will give you the lifeboat and-“
„Mhmmph! Uuuhmmmph!“
Queena had risen and stood in front of the two men, emphatically pleading to be ungagged.
„Do you really have to disturb that moment of saying farewell, Missy?“
„Mhhmmm! Mhhmm!“, Queena nodded.
Reluctantly, Witty undid the cloths over her mouth and helped her to spit out her gag, noticing whith some astonishment that it was a pair of knickers. Queena panted heavily, then, she cleared her voice and said in a steady voice:
„Please, could you ungag Zenobia, too?“
Shrugging his shoulders, the Captain helped Zenobia who questioningly looked at Queena and freed her mouth, too.
The blonde approached the other woman until their breasts nearly touched, looking straight into her eyes – then she bent forward and kissed Zenobia on her lips.
Zenobia was taken by surprise, but, after a few seconds, she responded the kiss with passion and tenderness. The men, understanding that this was not just an erotic performance for their amusement, did not say a word. Some even bared their heads.
After a while, Queena withdrew.
„Please, forgive me what I have done and said to you.“
Instead of an answer, Zenobia kissed her again. But Queena had more to say:
„Reginald, John. I know what I have done to you. I beg you to forgive me, too. You are free men now anyway, but, I would be glad if I could further help you in your new life. I am still quite rich and I have some connections. That is, of course, if you want to spend your time with me any longer.“
John, being more than a bit abashed by his former mistress talking to him whilst she still was stark naked, growled:
„Actually, I want to become a sailor.“
Queena smiled: „It`s your own choice, John!“
Witty coughed: „Normally, it`s on me to sign on new men!“
This remark finally broke the ice and some of the men laughed or giggled. Witty went to Reggie and put a hand on his shoulder.
„Well, it seems that you somehow got two women for the prize of one. Godspeed you, but this will cost you a little favour...“
Twenty minutes later, the boat left for the shore. Reggie sat on the oars whilst Zenobia and Queena were sitting in the back. Both now had been freed from all bonds and were wearing dresses from Queena`s drawers who had been rummaged, but who had been still in her cabin.
In the bow, Winona sat. She was still gagged and now, her feet and knees were tied, too. In addition, she still was stark naked. It had been the „favour“ Reggie had to do to the Captain was getting the plucky agent somewhere to the authorities. Witty still wasn`t sure wether she was an agent of the Confederacy or from the Union, but he did not want to have problems with any secret service. So, he had told Reggie to take care of the problem.
When the boat had left shouting distance, Witty turned towards Yvette and Rita, who were still leaning against the railing. They pressed their legs together and seemed quite nervous.
„Don`t be afraid, you will be released immediately after you have agreed to my proposal. I will get you to Cuba – or to any other place that`s within reach and where there`s no danger for me and my crew. As a quid pro quo, you will help the crew – cooking, doing the dishes, such things. In the evenings, you may entertain us by dancing or singing. And, to be honest, my men and I would appreciate if you would not be that hastily to get dressed. After all, the weather`s quite warm!“
To Witty`s surprise, the two girls nodded emphatically before he had even finished his speech. He wondered, because he was just betraying them openly, since they had already paid for their passage. But he was pleased and ordered his men to release them.
Actually, Witty had misinterpreted the girls`s nervosity and their overenthusiastic consent towards his suggestions. Both Rita and Yvette simply had to pee so badly that they would have agreed if Witty had proposed to take them to the Arctic and marry them to an icebear.
***
At about the same time, Private Jebediah Smith dared to ask his Major who just left the little hospital of the nearby city that was run by nuns about the condition of the two abducted women he had helped to rescue.
„Well, Private, they are getting through it. Physically, they are more or less unharmed. It`s just dehydration and some abrasions from the ropes. However -“
Jeremiah gulped: „Wha-what is it, Sir?“
„Well, the small one`s maybe a Southern spy. One of the nuns says that she reminds her having been in the area several times in the past and snooping around. Now, she`s just sleeping, she was totally exhausted. Whoever put them to the stake, he knew how to tie knots. I wonder how long they have been there, naked, bound, gagged and unable to get loose...“
The Major`s speech reminded Jebediah of the sight of the two stark naked women with their thrust out breasts and he was overwhelmed, but not from pity.
„S-Sir, what about the other one?“
„She seems to have a bit of a fever – or she has lost her marbles, because of the shock!“
„What happened – Sir?“
The Major laughed: „She has kept asking for her pink knickers, though the nuns have equipped her with a complete set of fresh underwear. They had to give her some laudanum to make her sleep.“
The Major grinned when the Private blushed violently by the mentioning of words like „knickers“ and „underwear“.
„Boys!“, he thought with some friendly mockery and went to the nearby saloon.
Jebediah actually hadn`t blushed from the sheer mentioning of women`s undergarment. He knew only too well where these pink knickers were – in his backpack, hidden under his dirty socks! He had secretly taken them when they had freed the poor girls. In an outhouse, he had been sitting there, kneading them in his fingers and thinking about what he had done.
Suddenly, his restless fingers had touched something hard within the seam. Curious, he had examined the frilly and still smelly garment. Sewed into the seam, there were five little glistering pieces that looked a bit like the glass ornaments on his sister`s pendant. But these somehow looked – more precious. Jebediah had taken the brilliants in his inner pocket. He would show them to Marcus! Perhaps, they now could get themselves more than just a look at forbidden pictures!
***
On April 9th 1865, General Lee surrendered. Both sides longed for peace and so, despite the assassination of President Lincoln a few days later, only a few trials against leading Confederates were held and most prisoners of war were pardoned on word of honour. So, the prison held by the „Special Branch“ was almost empty when Winona entered the cell block in the cellar.
„Does she still refuse to talk?“, she asked one of the wardens.
„Yes, Miss O`Meare! But here`s the key. Number five, as you know.“
It had become a routine for the last few weeks, since she had managed to free herself from the tree Reggie had tied her to (quite lenient, though), get some more clothes than just the strange knickers that had gagged her for so long and found a way back to New York.
To her surprise, Alinda had been there, too, albeit in a cell. Despite long interrogations, she had refused to talk so far.
„So, blondie is it now you will open your heart?“
„Mph!“
Alinda`s look still was defiant. She was stark naked, except for the straight jacket she wore. Winona had personally taught the wardens how to apply it correctly. She had been wearing it for three weeks now, except for two hours a day, one in the morning, one in the evening, in which she was allowed to wash, eat and follow the call of nature.
Alinda wore a leather hood similar to that both she and Winona had ben forced to wear some weeks earlier. Winona generously had spared her further mouth stuffing, but had insisted on a bigger leather plug for the mouth.
„Well, you will be pleased to hear that I spoke for you in the counsil this morning. Believe it or not, they wanted you to give up this lovely room of yours and to send you on the streets! It took me all my persuasiveness to make them keep you here for at least three more months!“
„Mhhmmmph!“
„Oh, you don`t have to thank me. After all, I like our collaboration, too – very, very much.“
„Mhhmmmm! Nnnng!“
„Oh, don`t be like that! Get on your knees! Now!“
The blonde obeyed. Winona stepped to her and released her from the hood. Then, she lifted her skirt and pulled it over the kneeling girl, feeling her breath against her pussy. Winona didn`t wear any underwear.
„Just tell me what you have told the officials so far – again and again, as long as you want!“
Alinda, trapped under her rival`s stuffy skirt, worked on the strap holding her left wrist. Two days ago, she had managed to take a hard bone from her food and had used it to manipulate the buckles. Perhaps, she had chosen the wrong side in the last war, but soon, very soon, at least the tide for Winona would turn and she would have to stay back in prison, naked bound and gagged, whilst she made her getaway!
The End