Chapter eight

Tanja had always wanted to become a „real journalist“, meaning that she would interview celebrities or, even better, investigate scandals and crimes. She had always been bored by writing stories about the 50th anniversary of a local club or the grand opening of a new playground. But now, being part in an intriguing crime story, she had to find out that she didn`t like it either.
Her arms ached from being tied to the pillar for some hours now and her lower legs were crying for relief for they had to carry her weight in her kneeling position. The only possibility to mitigate that was to hang from the belt connecting her to the pillar that then dug into her armpits. Tanja was a tall and sportive woman, but this stringent bondage tested her limits.

Worse, however, was the gag. The two pairs of another woman`s used panties did not only stuff her mouth to the bursting, they also had a foul and bitter taste. Tanja had treid to avoid to swallow any of her saliva, but from time to time she had to do so, knowing too well what it was mixed with. She would have shuddered with disgust, but with her head taped tightly to the pillar, she could not even do that.

Tanja would have coped with all this, and even with the humiliating perspective of being found stark naked. But what really strained her nerves was her fellow captive. For all the time since the Defoliator had left, Jessica had not kept still for a second. She had thrashed about with her unbound legs, desperately trying to shake or rub off the vibrating device pressed against her most sensitive spot. Her upper body had rubbed again and again against Tanja`s. With her arms slung around Tanja and the pillar and with her hands tied to the journalist`s feet, she was limited in doing so. If Jessica rose as much as she could, her head rested between Tanja`s breasts and her own boobs were brushed by the blonde`s pubic hair. When she lowered herself down, her arms hugged Tanja`s hips and her head was resting between her slightly spread thighs. Giveb the fact that they both were totally nude and now covered with sweat, both positions and everything in between were neither convenient nor modest.

„Mhhhhhmmmmmmmmm!“

Tanja moaned with frustration. Why couldn`t this terrible singer just lie still and wait for rescue? And where did she get this energy from?

„Mhhhhmmmmmmmm! Mhrrrrrrrrrrrr! Mhhmmmmmmmmm! Uuuhhhhmmmmmmm!“

More and more, however, it seemed that Jessica was losing the fight against the vibrator tied to her. Her struggles became less vigorously – which could also be a tribute to exhaustion, too – and she now more wriggled and squirmed on the floor instead of flailing and thrashing about. In addition, her moaning became less frantic and some sighs emerged from under the scarf covering Jessica`s head.

Tanja was partially disgusted by the fact that a nude woman that was tied to her equally naked body was getting sexually aroused. However, it meant a break to Jessica`s desperate attempts of freing herself.

„Mhmmmmmm! Uuuhhmmmmmmm! Mph! Mph! Mhhmmmmmmmm!“

Jessica now grinded her head against Tanja`s pubic mound and her legs moved around in a way she seemed to have no control about. Her pelvis rubbed over the thick carpet and though her strict head-tie prevented Tanja from looking down to the floor, she could see the singer`s naked, sweaty butt moving up and down.

„Mhhmmmm! Uuuhhhhhhhhmmmmm! Mhmmmmmm! Oooohhhhhhhhmmmmmmmm!

Tanja would have shaken her head if it had been possible for her to do. This girl obviously was in the throes of passion, no matter that someone else was around. If they were free once again, this would make up a good story! Of course, she would have to write about her part in that crime, too, but she just had to tell she had been naked, bound and gagged. Quite humiliating, but at least, she had kept some of her dignity. Jessica, however...

„Mhhrrrr! Mph! Mph! Mph! Mhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!“

Obviously, Jessica now had reached the peak. She screamed into her gag in a way that Tanja`s lap shivered from the vibrations and she pressed her arms firmly around her companion. Then, after some convulsions, the girl collapsed like shooten by a stun gun.

Moments later, however, she cuddled against Tanja`s womb and a faint sobbing could be heard from beneath the cloth hood. Obviously, it had come to her mind what she just had done. Had Tanja not been gagged with two pairs of panties, she would have smiled. This story really was worth the prize she was just paying. She only would have to take care that it would be her story, but revealed some spicy details about Jessica B. Otherwise, the singer could obtain a restraining order.

Suddenly, they heard a cracking sound from the corridor and a few seconds later, Ulinka and Tina entered the room. None of them held a gun in her hand, because just five minutes ago they had got the message that their colleagues had arrested the Defoliator whilst freeing Barbara Krull. All they had to do now was freeing the damsels.

„Markus says he has already started his confession in the police car. He seems to be almost relieved that it`s all over now, too“, Tina had told Ulinka in the car.

„Maybe, he really is relieved. Nicole could explain it to us.“

„Nicole“, Tina breathed. Since they had freed the blonde psychologist a few hours before, there was something about her that seemed wrong to Tina. She could not yet put a finger on it, but it rumoured through the back of her mind. But now, they first had to take care of the next victims of the Defoliator, Jessica and Tanja.

„Miss Schmidt, I presume“, Ulinka said to Tanja, looking over the naked forms of the kneeling blonde with considerable glee. Ulinka was a professional, but she definitely liked it to find the pesky journalist with her mouth thoroughly stuffed.

Tina, who remembered being in a similar predicament the day before, was more caring and had already cut the wrist ties of Jessica and freed her fingers. She just wanted to ask Ulinka to give her a hand when her colleague fetched her cellphone from her handbag. Obviously, she had gotten another message. Ulinka smiled when she read it.

„It`s over! Karl just sent me a message that they have found Patrizia and Sandy!“

„Are they unharmed?“

Tina had just seen that the silky hood covering the head of who was obviously Jessica Brown was secured by a zip tie and cut it, allowing the girl to undo the cloth by herself.

„Yes, only their dignity has suffered a bit, but they are okay.“ She giggled. „Karl says that Patrizia has shooed him out of the bathroom when he wanted to secure evidence because she had to pee badly.“

Tina stopped moving and stared at her colleague. The pocket knife fell from her hand.

Ulinka frowned: „Tina? Are you all right? Okay, maybe I was a bit insensitive, but that`s how we have to be to stay sane in our job.“

However, Tina was not the least concerned about Ulinka`s flippantly way of talking about the damsel`s predicament.

„That`s it! That`s what did not fit!“

Ulinka just wanted to ask Tina if she had taken the wrong pills when her colleague rose from the floor and started to talk like a machine gun.

„Don`t you remember? Sarah, Patrizia, me“, she paused for a second and reddened slightly, remembering her plight, „once we were freed, we were literally crazy about relieving ourselves! When we were tied, we had other things to concentrate on, but once rescue was close to touch, our bladders called, after so many hours in bondage! But Nicole almost was relaxed! It seemed as if she had just tied up herself some minutes before we arrived!“

Tina now was blushing all over from having to talk that directly about such embarrassing problems, but she had to make her point clear to Ulinka.

„Maybe, she just has a stronger bladder than you – holy shit!“

Ulinka looked at her cellphone and opened the message she had sent to Ulinka after Sabine had called her.

„Two blue checkmarks! Like when I sent her the message! That means she has read it already at half past six when I sent it to her! At that time, she was already bound and gagged for several hours, according to what she said!“

The two policewomen looked at each other, then, Ulinka turned to Jessica who was just working a giant wad from her mouth.

„Jessica! Can you free Tanja and call our colleagues? We have to go immediately!“

Jessica nodded weakly and the two women headed for the door.

Jessica had swithced off the butterfly vibrator before she had worked on her gag, but it was still tightly attached to her. So, she started to work on the straps holding it.

„Mhhmmm! Uuhhhmmm!“

Tanja moaned, reminding Jessica that she wanted to be freed before. However, the singer continued working on the tape wound around her thighs and waist.

„Uuhhhhmmm! Mhhmmmmm!“

To Tanja`s surprise, Jessica smiled at her.

„Oh, you don`t like being gagged?“

„Mhhhhrrrrrrrr!“

What kind of game was this little bitch playing with her? Tanja fumed through her gag, insisting on being freed at once.

„Oh, I am afraid you will have to wait a bit. Do you remember Patrick Braun?“

„Mhhmm?“

„My elder brother. He is a painter – or rather he was after you have written an article about him and his what you called plagiarism. Patrick has just taken the inspiration from other artist, like even Picasso or Leonardo daVinci did, but you presented him as a copyist without a bit of inspiration or talent. You have ruined his career!“

„Mhhmmmm! Uuhhmmmph! Mph!“

Meanwhile, Jessica had loosened the butterfly and it dangled from her left. She went over to the table, reached for the battery box and changed the batteries in the device.

„Mhhhmmmmmmmm! Mhhhrrrrrrrrr! Uuuhhmmmmmmm!“

Tanja screamed through her gag when Jessica approached, holding the butterfly in her hand and forcing Tanja to sniff on it`s snout.

„Gllg!“

Tanja tried in vain to turn her head away. The fragrance of Jessica`s arousal still was strong and it glistered wet in the light.

„Uuuuhhhmmmm! Nnnnggggggg! Hmmmmmmmphhhhh! Mhhmmmmmph!“

Tanja moaned in protest and tried to fight it, but could not keep Jessica from firmly strapping the butterfly on her pussy. Then, she switched it on, causing Tanja to moan.

„Mhhmmmmmph! Uuhhhmmmmph! Nnnnnngggggg!“

„I will take a shower now and put on some fresh clothes. After that, I will perhaps just relax on the couch and wait for the police, or I will go shopping. Of course, when they will free you, you can tell them what happened and I will be punished. Perhaps. Perhaps, they will say it was some kind of displacement activity after having been in an extreme situation. Any way, I am sure it will not damage my career as much as it will damage yours.“

The singer left the room and went for the bathroom, leaving the desperate moaning of Tanja and the buzzing sound of the vibrator behind.

***

If someone had asked Anne some two days before about which feelings one would have during a kidnapping or hostage taking, she would have answered „fear“, „hate“ or „desperation“. Maybe, she would have thought about the „Stockholm Syndrome“, too. But Anne never would have thought that it would be „boredom“.

Yet, after she had for a while tried in vain to free herself from the cuffs or the gag, Anne hadn`t much more to do than to count the tiles on the part of the ceiling and the walls she could see from her position in the bathtub. However, once she knew it were 244, this was nothing to kill time with. Anne did not know how late it had become, for the window was blocked and she had no clock in her bathroom.

For a while, she had tried to work out some escape plans, but helplessly bound and stowed as she was now, she could do nothing to prepare any of them.

Then, her mind had concentrated on who this man could be and what he had in mind for her. If he wanted to rape her (Anne had decided for herself that yesterday`s experience had not been rape), he could already have done so. Not that Anne was sad about that, but the permanent incertitude was quite disturbing. She could live from her work, but she was not rich and there were not more than some 5000 € on her bank account, so money could not be the reason either.

She remembered that he had talked about his „partner“ or „employer“. Was it just an euphemism for something or did he really have to do with organized criminality? But what kind of? She had nothing a Mafia boss or a drug dealer could be interested in and there were easier ways for white slavers to get a pretty girl.

Anne`s thoughts got distracted. She never had thought of herself as a pretty girl for quite a while. Actually, she never had considered herself to be more than quite handsome at the most. In her eyes, she was too fat, too small and too busty. Somehow, this thoughts seemed to transmit themselves on the men, too. In the last twelve months, there had not even been a date that had resulted in a kiss, despite her success as an authoress. Her work had kept her too busy to really worry about that, but it had had some effects on her. The taste of the panties in her mouth reminded her only too well of the fact that she had become a bit negligent in matters of hygiene.

Anne shifted the little she could in her bonds. She could not turn on her side, but at least, she could from time to time release the pressure from one of her arms and the hogtie was lenient enough to allow her to lie with her soles on the ground and her knees pointing in the air, a position that was only moderately inconvenient. Nothing hurt, no muscle cramped, but it was so boring!

Anne did not wish back yesterday`s pain – but a part of her wished back yesterday`s pleasures. Since she quite often masturbated, Anne had always thought that she perhaps missed the security of a relationship, but at least had not to miss sexual satisfaction. However, since yesterday, her mind had changed about that a bit.

„He has really found that spot inside me they always talk about“, Anne thought involuntarily. She actually believed in the existence of the G-spot. To be honest, until yesterday she had thought that she had already found it, but now she knew that she had only been in the vicinity.

Almost independent from her, her fingers had started to caress the soft flesh between her legs. With her arms bound behind her back, she had to explore herself from the backside, something she had never done before.

Anne`s breath accelerated and she could feel her labia swelling and becoming wet with arousal. When she looked down on her body, she could see that her nipples had hardened, too.

„I can stop when I hear the door. Besides, I need something to kill time“, she thought whilst her fingers continued moving.

***

The disguise Nicole had devised for Sabine seemed to come directly from a comic book, but it had worked.

First, she had at gunpoint ordered Elena to take a pill she gave her. The girl had reluctantly obeyed and after just a minute, she had lost consciousness and collapsed on the couch.

„It will work off in about one hour and does not cause any lasting damage. You, however, will have to stay awake, since I cant carry you to my car.“

„Dr. Suttner, please, I-“

„Stop talking! You will be gagged soon anyway, but perhaps you want to breathe free for a while. But now, remove your clothes!“

„Dr. Suttner, this-“

„Enough!“

Nicole went over to Elena, put the barrel of the gun into the unconscious woman`s mouth and said: „One more word or one more disobedience from you and I will blow her brain away!“

With her left, she lifted the hem of Elena`s skirt, revealing her pantyhosed thighs and, covered by the pantyhose, a pair of white panties with blue spots on it.

Nicole pushed the barrel deeper into the assistant`s throat, causing her to retch in her sleep. Sabine wanted to beg her to stop, but Nicole ordered:

Get over to her and rip her panties from her! Try anything stupid and your assistant will have to pay!“

Sabine hesitated, but sure the psychologist had become completely mad and she had a gun. So, she bent down, reached under Elena`s skirt and pulled down her pantyhose a bit. Then, after a last look on Nicole`s cold blue eyes, she grabbed the waistband of Elena`s panties and pulled. Sabine was sportive, but not really strong and she had pulled the underwear deep into her assistant`s crotch and buttocks till the seams finally gave in and the panties tore, causing Sabine to land on her backside.

„Good! Now, stuff them in your mouth!“

„No, please, I-“

with a quick move, Nicole shoved the gun between Elena`s legs.

„Do you think her first birth will be easier with a bigger hole down there?“

Sabine shuddered and looked out of the window, but there was nobody around who could see her. With a sob, she reached for Elena`s torn panties and balled them up, pressing them into a dense, comparatively small wad.

„Wait! You have got a big mouth, so, you will need an extra packing!“

To Sabine`s dismay, Nicole reached under her skirt, peeled down her own black panties and stepped out of them.

„Take these, turn them inside out and wrap them around Elena`s panties!“

Nicole had once again placed the gun between Elena`s legs and so, she obeyed, whimpering softly.

„Now, take them into your mouth! don`t wonder about the taste. I`ve had such a thing in mind for quite a while and so, I`ve been wearing these for a week now.“

This did not encourage Sabine who was anyway retching with disgust from the fragrance of the two pairs of used underwear. But the alternative was even worse and so, she worked the whole big silk ball into her mouth.

„Uuhhhhmmmmm! Ghhhmmmmm!“

„Don`t dare to spit these out! I will finish off your gag later! Now, strip, boots first!“

Sabine was wearing black leather boots that ended just below her knees and had zippers on their sides. The Lord Mayor, still quite a young woman (she was 34 since last month) and knowing that she was attractive, preferred a style that was just decent and elegant enough for not being called daring or slightly slutty.

Once Sabine had stepped out of her boots, she had to undo her dress. It was an expensive light grey dress that was sleeveless, but high-neched and it ended some two inches over her knees.

Looking pleadingly at Nicole, the Lord Mayor opened the zip at the back and shimmied it down her legs.

„Wow, I am sure that ensemble would guarantee you some voters!“

„Ghhhmmph! Mmmmph!“

Indeed, Sabine`s choice in underwear was quite breath-taking. She wore black stockings that ended at the tops of her thighs and had a lace trimming. An ivory.coloured garter belt held them in place, framing a pair of matching lacy silk panties. A strapless bra completed the sexy outfit Sabine now tried to hide behind her arms.

„Oh, don`t be shy, it`s only me who watches and I prefer men. But now, please remove the bra!“

„Mhhmmmmm!“

Sabine once again hesitated. Nicole was right that only she was watching, but up to now, it would be only embarrassing if someone would enter and end the whole ordeal. If she lost her bra, too and anyone saw the Lord Mayor of Würzburg with bare breasts, it would be humiliating.

However, she had no choice. She unhooked the bra and tried to get it off with one hand whilst her other arm covered her chest.

„Good. To show you that i am not ruthless, you will not have to strip completely. You will be even allowed to put some of your clothing back on.“

Sabine opressed a sigh of relief. There was something in Nicole`s eyes that told her she had something evil in mind.

„Yes, I am not kidding! You will just have to remove your panties. You may kkep your stockings and the garter belt, an I will even allow you to put your boots back on.“

She laughed heartily at Sabine`s dismayed expression. Then, she raised the gun and aimed directly at the Mayor`s face.

„Mhhhrrrrrrrr!“

Letting out a sigh of sheer frustration, Sabine squirmed by trying to peel down her panties with one hand, whilst the other still covered her boobs. However, Nicole could clearly see the neatly trimmed triangle of brown pubic hair before the panties fell down to the floor and Sabine pressed her hand over her pubic area.

„Step out of them and put on your boots again!“

„Mhhmmmmm! Nnnnggg!“

Putting on her boots meant that she had to take her hands from her breasts and her private parts, but Nicole showed no mercy and watched with glee as the Mayor blushed all over when she had to bent over to close the zippers.

„What a lovely sight! Now, take this!“

to Sabine`s great surprise, the psychologist handed her a box cutter.

„Take your coat, drape it on the table and cut the bottom of the pockets.“

Sabine looked questioningly, but she obeyed. Despite the heat, she liked dressing a bit like Ingrid Bergman and had been wearing a light beige trenchcoat and a hat with a broad rim. Turning her back towards Nicole, she cut the pockets.

„Now, put on the coat, but leave it open!“

Sabine did as she was told. She tried to keep the coat closed with her left, but did not dare to touch the buttons.

„Lovely! Now, put your hands into the pockets and cross them in front of your belly.“

Since this position allowed her to keep her assets more or less covered, Sabine obeyed quite quickly. Her arms now were covered by the coat and the sleeves disappeared into th open pockets, but her hands were able to touch each other at the inside. Nicole took a roll of tape and wrapped it tightly around her crossed wrists. This was secured with a zip tie. Then, she told Sabine to get the wad of panties as deep inside her mouth as she could and to bite down hard, enabling her to close her lips.

It took the helpless woman some retching and moaning until this order was fulfilled to Nicole`s satisfaction. She prepared some strips of a flesh-coloured and extremely adhesive tape and sealed her lips, keeping Sabine one and for all from spitting out the cruel gag.

„So, now for some last arrangements!“

„Ghhmmmm! Mph!“

Nicole embraced her from behind. In her left, she was holding a long zip tie.

„I hope your waist measurement isn`t more than 24.“

„Mhhhhhhmmmm! Uuhhhmmmmmm! Mmmhhhrrrrrrr!“

Sabine did not scream from the estimated size, but because Nicole had slung the zip tie around her waist, placing it directly over the garter belt. The silky material did little to upholster the tight palstic tie as Nicole pulled it tighter and tighter, forcing Sabine to mew with pain and to pant heavily through her nose.

Now, Nicole tied a leather thong of some five feet around Sabine`s already bound wrists, letting the long end dangle between her booted feet.

„Can you guess what that`s for?“, Nicole asked gleefully as she again stepped behind the Mayor.

„Uuuhhmmmmmm! Mhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Uuuuhhhhh! Nnnnnngggggggggg! Mph! Uhhmmph!“

Sabine squirmed and screamed as Nicole reached between her legs from behind, grabbed the thong and yanked it upwards. Her bound wrists were pressed against her pussy and the thong cut painfully between the Mayor`s legs. She felt as if she was split upwards!

Despite Sabine`s struggling, Nicole managed to thread the end through her waist tie just above her butt cleft and noe pulled the thong down. Ignoring the other woman`s muffled screams, she reached between her legs andf mades sure the rope was seated between her labia and buttocks before she pulled any slack out.

„Ghhhmmmm! Uuhhhmmmmmm! Mhhhhhhmmmmmpphhhh! Ummph! Ghhmm!“

Nicole brought the end back between her legs and tied it off at Sabine`s wrist ties. The Mayor sweated and her face was deep red, both from pain and from humiliation. In her widened eyes there were some tears.

„That should keep you from too much sudden movement!“

„Mhhrrrrr! Uuhhmmmmmm!“

The Mayor indeed soon found out that the crotch rope was only just tolerable when she did not move at all. The slightest stir caused pain and after one desperate pull on her wrist ties, she had decided to never ever try that again.

Nicole ignored her protests and taped Sabine`s fingers. Then, she slung another of the log zip ties around her upper legs, right above her knees. Sabine soon found out that she now was able to take small steps, but could not run, let alone kick at Nicole.

„Now, hold still!“

To Sabine`s surprise, she had fetched a lipstick from the Mayor`s handbag. With great diligence, she painted a pair of red lips at the tape sealing her mouth, exactly where her real lips were.

„From a few yard`s distance, it should work.“

She now buttoned close the coat and tugged it in place. From the distance, it now looked as if Sabine had her hands in her pockets and was just looking a bit pitched.

Nicole cut two more pieces of tape and placed them over the Mayor`s eyes. The blindfold was hidden under the exclusive sunglasses Sabine had been wearing.

„So, let me just take care of your lovely assistant, then we can go!“

„Mhhmmmmmmph! Nnnnnnnngggg! Hmmmmmm!“

Sabine just could not believe it! Did this mad woman really plan to get away with her, boud and gagged and naked under the coat, by the use of that disguise? Despite the line of fire between her legs, she was sure that, once they were outside the room, she would be able to alert someone.
For some minutes, the blindfolded woman could only hear some rustling as Nicole obviously was trussing up Elena, too. Sabine took some small steps towards where she thought the door was. It was agonizing when the ropes between her legs tightened on every inch she passed.

After a while, she felt that someone grabbed her arm and seated her forcefully on the couch.

„Uuuuhhmmmmm! Mhhhhrrrrrrrr! Ghhhhhmmmm! Uuuhhhhhhhhhmmmmmm!“

Sabine nearly fainted from pain. The sitting position meant that the tight crotch rope cut even deeper into her soft flesh. She tried in vain to crawl into a position that was tolerable.

„You better get used to it, for in the car, you won`t be able to stand either.“

Then, Nicole turned her attention back towards Elena.

Suddenly, Sabine felt that her hat was put on her head and Nicole assisted her to stand up.
„Time to go, Lord Mayor!“

***