Chapter five

The man ordered Anne to kneel on the floor which she did, trying to cover her boobs and pussy with her bound arms. He then took one of her living room chairs and removed the pillow. Instead, he placed a wooden board on the seat. It had an edge length of some 12 inches and had some kind of iron knobs protruding. It reminded Anne of a visit to the museum of criminal investigation where there had been a „witches chair“. This chair had been covered with knobs everywhere. It had looked like a fakir`s seat, but the knobs had turned out to be dull. The guy had allowed them to take a seat and Anne then had thought that it was just a bit inconvenient. However, she did not think that the man wanted to give her just a little discomfort.

He then released her feet and told her:

„Sit on that chair. I want you to get your legs under the armrests and to sit with spread legs.“

Being stark naked, Anne definitely did not like the idea of having to sit with spread legs, but she did not dare to hesitate. So, she threaded her left leg through the gap framed by the seat, the backrest and the left armrest. Then, after some shifting, she repeated the procedure with her right leg. She felt the knobs chaffing her bare butt when she shifted on the seat. Finally, she was sitting astride the seat, with her hands resting in her lap to cover her pussy.

Now, the man grabbed her right thigh and taped it to the right armrest, forcing Anne to lift her foot from the ground. He secured this tie with a zip tie, then, he repeated this procedure to her left thigh. Now, Anne could only move her lower legs.

„Mmmph!“

Still, she did not dare to spit the panties out.

„I will see to your gag soon, but let me first finish your legs.“

He bent her legs and tied her feet to her thighs, forcing her to sit with the armrests trapped between her upper and lower shanks and unable to move her legs, let alone closing them. These ties were inforced with zip ties, too.

Now, he left the room. Anne worked the panties from her mouth, but before she could scream, he was back and clamped a hand over her mouth.

„Six hours alltogether.“

„Mhhmmmmmph!“

Anne still was not sure what he had in mind. Okay, sitting on these knobs was a bit inconvenient, but she was sure she would stand it. But he did not seem to lack sick fantasy.

He took the hand from her mouth, only to force the damp panties back in. Anne retched as he stuffed them deep into her throat. Then, he reached for his belt. Anne could see – and smell . That he obviously had found more of her panties – not those from her cupboard but those from the dirty laundry drawer. Ruthlessly, he stuffed a second pair of the foul tasting garments into her mouth, filling her cheeks and testing her gag reflex.

„Ghhhmm! Nnnng!“

„Now, you are thinking that thongs would have been the better choise, don`t you?“

Anne could not help blushing. To her surprise, he took another chair and sat opposite to her.

„Now, we have to wait a bit.“

„Hhhmmmffff?“

„Yes, until both of these panties in your mouth are totally soaked with your saliva. Then, you will bite down as hard as you can. If I fix your jaw then, the cloth will be pressed so dense you will only be able to make sounds in the back of your throat.“

Anne was horrified both by the perspective and by the matter-of-fact way he lold her about it. Her reflexes told her to spit the gagging out, but the girl knew what the consequences would be. It would raise her time of punishment to at least eight hours. Still, she was not quite sure what was the punishment part of her restraints and what was just keeping her under his control.

The knobs felt a bit inconvenient now. Anne tried to shift her butt, but the board adjoined the movement and so, she could not change the pressure on her derriere.

After what seemed to be ages, a drip of drool coming from her mouth told him that the panties in Anne`s mouth now were totally soaked. He told her to bite down.

„Ghhhmmm!“

„Harder!“

„Glllg!“

When finally she was sure she could not close her jaws any more over the dense packing, he took his dagger and put it on her chin, forcing her to do a few millimetres more. In this position, he fixed her lower jaw by tying a scarf over her head and knotting it under her chin. This was secured first with a tight zip tie, then with some layers of tape. Anne now could neither spit out her gag nor lower her jaw the tiniest bit.

Without warning, the man squeezed one of Anne`s nipples.

„Ghhhmmm!“

Despite the pain, Anne was surprised how faint the sounds she now could utter had become. It was just some humming through her nose and gurgles back in her throat. The man spoke to her once again:

„As you know, six hours can be very short if you have work to do and very long if you are waiting for something. Anyway, as long as you have some distraction, every time can be passed more or less well.“

He took a plug and shoved it into Anne`s right ear before stuffing her complete auricle with cotton wool and taping over. Before he did the same to her left ear, he said:

„I am sure you have heard about sensory deprivation before. Id not, now you will get a glimpse of what it means.“

When both her ears were stuffed, Anne could only hear some indistinct faint sounds. Next, she saw him taking yet another pair of her used panties and the nylon stocking that had been pulled over her head before.

He pulled the panties over her head, carefully placing the crotch part over her nose. Anne weakly shook her head, but he pulled the tight stocking over her head, too, keeping her from dislodging the panties. Being a bit lazy with the laundry, Anne quite often was wearing panties for more than one day and she could say that these definitely smelled musty. She uttered a small sound of protest, inaudible to her.

The man tied two more zip ties over her mouth and eyes, then, he once again wrapped her entire head in tape, leaving only her nose free. Anne now could neither see or hear. She had to breathe through her nose, smelling her own fragrance on every breath she took. Her vocal protests were reduced to some faint sounds that could not be heard outside the room.

Anne now felt that her arms were raised and bent over the upper end of the backrest. He pulled down her bound wrists behind the backrest, forcing the edge to dug into her elbows. In addition, it lifted her big breasts a bit. Taking a rope, he fixed the short chainbetween her wrists to the horizontal bar between the rear legs of the chair, pulling out all slack.

Now, Anne could not move at all, except for some turning of her encased head or some fluttering of her fingers ans toes. Her breasts heaved from her heavy panting and he could see that she was beginning to sweat.

He took three more items from his bag. Two were clothpegs which he put on her hardened nipples. Neither her painful squeal nor her twitching was worth mentioning, though he was sure she was screaming her lungs out and fighting her bonds with all her might. Next, he carefully applied some toothpaste around, but not on her clit and labia. He knew that the slight burning would not hurt, but it would feel very, very uncomfortable before it would change into an itching which would be very frustrating if one could neither scratch nor wash the paste away.

„Time for my other business“, he thought and left his helplessly bound victim alone in a dark, quiet world of horror.

***

Slowly, Patrizia and Sandy approached the abandoned building Johannes had told he was hiding in. Patrizia held her pepper spray in her right whilst Sandy looked around with fear. However, there was no ambush prepared. When they had just entered the ground, they heard a voice from a bush.

„Patrizia, is it you?“

„Yes, me and a friend. Come to where we can see you.“

Slowly, a young man emerged from the dark. He had dark, short hair and looked indeed quite handsome, though he seemed more than nervous. He presented his empty hands to the girls, as if to prove he had no hidden weapons.

Since Patrizia had explained everything to Sandy in the car already, there was no need for words. Quickly, they went to the car and left. They passed a police control, but the policemen obviously did not think that they were suspicious and did not make them stop. They heard Johannes sigh with relief when the blue lights of the police car disappeared from view.

When they had reached Sansy`s apartement, they went upstairs. Sandy wanted to show Johannes where everything could be found and wanted to pack a few things. She had decided to accept Patrizia`s offer and to live at her flat for a few days.

Once in the apartement, Johannes said:

„I don`t know how I could ever thank you.“

„It`s always a pleasure to help someone who is wrongly accused by the system“, Patrizia answered.

„I am sure he meant me“, Sandy blurted.

Johannes smiled.

„Actually, I was meaning both of you. Otherwise, it would have been much harder to prepare for the grand finale tomorrow.“

Still smiling, he raised a gun from his pocket.

Sandy stepped back and let herself fall on her couch. Patrizia did not move an inch.

„Y-you are-“

„Yes, I am the Defoliator, just as they said. And within a few days, I will be either in jail or in an asylum. But before, I will become the most famous criminal Würzburg has ever seen!“

„You are mad!“, Patrizia uttered.

„Oh, yes, that`s what my therapists said, though they used more polite and scientific words for that. But one of them really understands me. I would even call Freud a friend. Freud told me that you would believe my story, social justice warrior that you are.“

Patrizia wanted to argue back, but remembered that being missunderstood for her social engagement was not the worst of her current problems.

The Defoliator – Johannes – continued:

„Now, Ladies, you know the deal – strip.“

„No!“

Patrizia put her hands on her hips and stepped one step forward. She wanted to continue her protests, but he just cocked his gun.

„Until now, I had to hurt none of my victims. Do you really want to suffer for to protect something that can still be seen by anyone in the internet anyway?“

Patrizia stopped moving. He was right. The police had been able to block some of the pictures that showed her sitting naked on the park bench with splayed legs, but a few minutes on Google had told her that these photos were still there to be found. In addition, she could not tell how many of her acquaintances had downloaded them.

Sandy suddenly started to cry:

„Please, I am no part of this! I just wanted to become famous, I am not one of your victims!“

She literally started to whine like a little girl. The Defoliator smiled and said:

„I know that you were not one of my victims, believe it or not. But now, you are here and I have to deal with you. And famous you will become, that, I can promise.“

Sandy continued to sob until Patrizia grabbed her by the arm.

„Pull yourself together, sister! Your reaction is exactly what he wants!“

Now, the Defoliator laughed: „Oh, you hobby psychologists! React all the way you want, as long as you don`t scream or try to run away. All I want now is that you remove your clothes. Now! I`ve got a date in a few hours, so, if you please start with your shoes.“

Reluctantly, the two girls obeyed and slipped from her sandals. None of them was wearing socks.

„Get on!“

„Fuck you, you pervert!“, Patrizia hissed whilst the frightened Sandy undid the shoulder straps of her summer dress. She slowly pulled it down her body, leaving her in a black strapless bra and a matching thong.

Patrizia had seen the senselessness of protesting, too and opened the ribbon of her longyi. When it fell to the floor, her T-shirt just covered her hips and pubic area. Hesitating shortly, she pulled it over her head and stood there in her light blue bra and a pair of rainbow coloured panties.

„Bras too!“

Sandy obeyed immediately and stood there with no intention to cover herself. Patrizioa took her time and tried to cover her huge breasts with her hands after the bra was off. When Sandy reached for the waistband of her thong, he interrupted her.

„No, leave these on – for the moment.“

both relieved and frightened, she obeyed at once. Now, the Defoliator told them to turn to the wall and to get on their knees.

Quickly, he tied both girls`s wrists with tape and secured them with zip ties. Then, he squeezed Patrizia`s elbows together and tied them with tape and a zip tie, too. When he let her go, the curly student was forced to lean to the wall, upholstered by her now thrust out boobs.

Sandy squealed with pain when he tied her elbows, too, but the Defoliator showed no mercy. Next, he wrapped both girls`s fingers with duct tape. After that, he helped them to stand up and told them to lean to the wall, facing him. For a few seconds, he just admired their naked, exposed breasts. Patrizia stared daggers at him, but Sandy couldn`t help slightly blushing.

„Good. Now, Sandy, take Patrizia`s panties from her.“

Patrizia shook her head and wanted to protest, whilst Sandy just looked puzzled.

„B-but, how, I m-mean m-m-my arms-“

„Sandy, I am a psychopath, not a fool. I know that your hands are tied. But you still have your mouth, haven`t you?“

Sandy now let out a squeal and Patrizia started to swear at the Defoliator, but he just shrugged.

„Who`s in charge? Now, get it done or I will get on only with Patrizia and you will be what they call collateral damage.“

The rather naive and uninformed Sandy did not know what „collateral“ meant, but she understood the word „damage“. So, she reluctantly approached Patrizia and went on her knees.

„S-sorry“, she breathed.

Patrizia still showed some strength.

„It`s okay, Sandy. It`s all his fault, not your`s.“

„I always thought it`s the fault of Patriarchy“, the Defoliator laughed. „But we can discuss that later. Now, i want to see Sandy at work.“

Slowly, the blonde hairdresser brought her lips closer to Patrizia`s right hip. Patrizia could feel the other girl`s breath on her body. Then, Sandy grabbed the waistband of the panties with her teeth and pulled them down. After some five inches, the elastic band was stretched and the panties hung sloping, revealing a bit of Patrizia`s pubic hair.

Sandy turned to the other hip and pulled the panties down with her teeth. When they had passed Patrizia`s hips, it was quite easy to pull them down to the girl`s ankles. To minimize the humiliation at least for her companion, Patrizia stepped out of her panties, slightly blushing under the man`s view.

„Now, Sandy, pick them up with your mouth and fet them all the way behind your teeth.“

Sandy trembled and sobbed, but was too frightened to resist. She bent over the crumpled garment. The fragrance of Patrizia`s body reached her nose, but she grabbed them with her teeth and started to chew and swallow until the vile tasting material was in her mouth. Sandy blushed all over and retched. Patrizia wanted to say something assuring, but was too embarrassed to find the right words.

„Good. Now, lie on your belly and don`t dare to spit these out!“

Sandy obeyed and he tied her legs at ankles and above and below her knees, again taping them together before he put a tight zip tie over that. Then, he turned his attention to her mouth.
The panties had come out a little. The Defoliator stuffed them back in and tied the girl`s strapless bra between her lips. Over this cleave gag, another zip tie was applied.

„Mhhhmmmmph!  Uuuuhhmmmph!“

„Patience, Sandy. I have to secure Patrizia`s legs before I can finish off your gag.“

He forced the other girl to turn onto her belly, too and tied her legs the same way as he had done to Sandy. Then, he said:

„Now, Patrizia, here`s the deal. If Sandy`s panties are in your mouth within the next two minutes, I will not use this on you.“

Having said so, he approached Sandy with an electric taser. The girl mewed and tried to crawl back when she saw the blue flames of the electric shocker coming closer to her breasts.

„Stop it, I will do it!“, Patrizia gasped.

Squirming like a worm, she brought her face close to the once again sobbing Sandy`s crotch. Had her legs not been bound, it would have been not that difficult to get the black thong from her. But now, she would not be able to peel them further down than to her knees.

„40 seconds to go!“

The crackle of the taser put extra pressure to his words. Patrizia grabbed the front part of the thong with her teeth and pulled. She yanked and shook her head, just like a dog playing with a piece of rope. Sandy squealed when her panties were pulled between her buttocks and labia, but finally, the material ripped off and Patrizia landed on her backside.

„Eight seconds to go.“

Quickly, she got the tiny bit of cloth between her mouth. Panting heavily through her nose, Patrizia was lying on her back when she heard a clap.

„Bravo. You did it quite well. But, I am afraid that this little bit of nothing is just too small to stuff that big mouth of yours.“

„Huuh affhouhh!“, Patrizia protested when he sat behind her and embedded her head in his lap. Then, he put a little bit of tape over her lips.

„Just to keep these in whilst I fetch Sandy`s other used underwear.“

he went to the bathroom and came back with a box filled with laundry. He threw it on the floor and started to select the panties from the pile of clothes. It turned out that Sandy obviously did not have any other than thongs. He found four of them.

Again, he embedded Patrizia`s head in his lap and removed the tape. Despite her moaning, retching and attempts to bit her, he managed to cram all these four thongs into her mouth, to the one already there, stuffing her mouth to capacity.

„Ghhhmmmph! Nnnnng!“, Patrizia protested.

„Mhhmmmmmmm! Uuuhhmmmmmm!“, Sandy added.

The Defoliator completed the gag with a tight cleave and a zip tie. Then, he rose up and looked at the two naked, bound and gagged girls lying and squirming at his feet.

„So, before I finish you off, I will just behave like all criminals in the movies: I will explain my plan to you!“

„Mhhmmmmph!“

„Uuhhmmm!“

„Yes, it`s only fair since you will be a part of it. I know that the police has set a trap for me. They expect me to do something at the panel discussion with the Lord Mayor tomorrow. But instead, my final opus will be another panel discussion dealing with the same theme. It will be sent live from the living room of Barbara Krull, my third victim. Of course, she will be participating. The other guests will be: Sarah Winkler, painter, sculptress and my first victim. Then, Patrizia Nahle, student`s activist and a terrible pain in the neck.“

If the Defoliator had expected a reaction from Patrizia, the girtl disappointed him by remaining silent, just staring angrily at him.

„Then, there will be the star of the evening: Jessica Brown, Würzburg`s shooting star as a singer.Unfortunately, she won`t be singing for us, but perhaps, I can play some of her CDs. And, finally, journalist Tanja Schmidt, who will represent the press.“

Sandy mewed and looked at him with widened eyes.

„Oh, I haven`t forgot about you, my dear. But, you don`t fit into the program, since you are not a part of my work. But, since I had to integrate Tanja, too, perhaps I will find a place for you too. If not, I will make sure that you will be able to see the show, no matter where I will hide you.“

„Mhrrrrrrrr!“

„Ah, right, your gags! But before, I will have to ensure that you are not going anywhere when I have to leave.“

The Defoliator bent over Patrizia and carried the unwilling, but helpless girl into the bathroom where he put her into the bathtub and turned her on her belly. With another zip tie, he tied her ankles to her elbows, putting her in a rigid hogtie. Next, he wrapped tape over her already gagged mouth, doing at least a dozen rounds and completely covering her lower face. Now, he fetched Sandy and she too got hogtied and her gag was inforced with layers of tape, too. Then, he stashed her into the bathtub, too, forcing both girls to lie on their sides. Their boobs were mashed together and their pubic hair was brushing and rubbing against the others.

Now, the Defoliator took two more zip ties. One, he turned vertically and placed it over the middle of Patrizia`s mouth. He took the other one and tied it over the loose zip tie and her gag, tightening it as much as possible. The other tie was tightly bound around Sandy`s head at mouth`s level. Now, both girls were forced into a perpetual kiss of their gagged mouths.

„So, that should keep you from too much movement. Just relax, or enjoy each other`s naked presence, just as you like. I have some work to dop, but tomorrow at six p. m. the show will begin.“

Followed by some desperate moaning and grunting, the Defoliator left the bathroom and sent a message to Freud.

„Two down, four to go. This blonde little hairdresser was there, too.“

The answer came quickly and it both wondered and pleased the Defoliator.

„Three down, three to go. Sarah is waiting at your hideout.“

***

Sarah Winkler was indeed waiting at the Defoliator`s hideout, but she had no idea about that. She actually only knew that she once again was naked, bound and gagged.

It had happened at about ten p. m.. She had visited Nicole Suttner for another session. Since the attack, Sandra suffered from panic attacks and she and the psychologist had become quite acquainted since the interrogation. So, Nicole had offered to help her. Sarah had, as usual, been lying on the couch at Nicole`s office and talked about her fears. Suddenly, the doorbell had interrupted them.

Nicole had told her to wait and turned on some music whilst she went for the door. Sarah had tried to relax with closed eyes when she had heard someone stepping behind the couch.

Before she could react, a cloth was pressed over her mouth and nose. Sarah only too well remembered the smell, but the efficient drug quickly began to work, making her struggles weaker and weaker and her moaning more and more faint. After just some seconds, everything went black and she lost consciousness.

When she woke up, Sarah found that she was bound and gagged in a way that made her last predicament look like a funny experience.

It seemed that her whole body was mummified from her neck to her toes. She was totally wrapped in some kind of clingy saran wrap, inforced by a layer of heavy duct tape. Some cold air told her that they had left out only her breasts and her pubic area from the tight wrapping. Her aarms were pinned to her sides and she could not move them at all.

This was not the only restraint she had to suffer from. She was lying on some kind of narrow bench and numerous layers of more tape ensured that she was staying there. Even her stetched out feet and toes were secured to the bench. She could not move a muscle.

Her head was tightly packed, too. Sarah felt that her mouth was stuffed with something so large that she could not even move her jaw. The taste of it told her that it was a pair of panties again, but there was much, much more dense material stuffed into her mouth, making her cheeks bulge and touching the back of her throat, triggering her gag reflex.

Sarah vaguely felt something cutting into the corners of her mouth and that her lips were hidden under layers and layers of tape, completely encircling her head and putting the pressure on her gagged mouth to an almost unbearable level.

Her eyes were blindfolded by pads pressed on each eye that were secured by tape wrapped around her head. Her ears were stuffed with something, rendering her deaf, blind and mute.

Since her head was taped to the bench, too, she could not move it at all. In fact, the most agile part of Sarah`s body were the sides of her nose.

She had tried to break free, or at least to move, but to no avail. She had screamed her lungs out, but not even she had been able to hear the faint sounds she was able to produce.

Suddenly, she had felt that someone was shoved between her legs and touched her labia. It was hard and seemed to be a stick or something.

When it started to buzz, Sarah recognized that it was in fact a vibrator. She tried to buck and shake it off, but her ties only allowed a tremble of her body. The vibrator stayed firmly in place, sending shivers through her pelvis.

Sarah panted through her nose. This final humiliation could be far more than embarrassing.

„If I – come, I might suffocate!“, she thought desperately.

Sarah was of course far from feeling aroused in any way, but the total immobility she was forced to endure, together with the blocking of her sense of hearing and seeing, meant that this little vibrator was the only thing that asked for her attention. She could of course try to ignore it, but it would be difficult with no possibility to concentrate on something else.

Sarah wondered where she was. The Defoliator was obsessed with getting women in a situation where they were helplessly exposed to the public whilst being stark naked. He had tied her in her own studio only a few days before. It had been both frightening and humiliating, but at least, she had known what was happening to her.

„I could be either in a coffin six feet under the earth or on the marketplace in broad daylight, I just can`t say!“

This thought somehow made her slightly hysteric and she sent a mixture of screams and desperate laughs through her mouthfilling gag.

„Maybe, I am just lying in a museum and a teacher ist just explaining everything about mummies to his class, taking me as an example!“

The hysterical laughter did not make breathing easier and in addition, Sarah knew that she had to keep her brains together. If there was a possible escape, she wanted to be able to take that chance.

„I have to concentrate on something else than these silly thoughts. Maybe, my new project, the exhibition in Frankfurt where – uuhh!“

To her dismay, her body obyiously thought that she should better concentrate on the buzzing thing pressed between her legs.

***