Chapter nine

Though they had no blue light or siren, Ulinka and Tina reached the TV studio only some ten minutes after they had left Jessica`s flat. Tina had wanted to call their colleagues, but Ulinka had persuaded her not to do so.

„It was me who had chosen Nicole to help us in the Defoliator`s case. She has not even offered her help, I asked her because I thought that she had the best reputation on madness – well, somehow I was right!“

Tina said: „But you could not know that she`s mad, too! I mean, they always say such things about psychologists, but-“

„You don`t understand, Tina. The Lord Mayor had chosen another psychologist when I asked her if I would get some extra money for hiring one. But I have insisted on Nicole, because she seemed the best to me!“

Tina fell silent. Of course, the criminal still was Nicole and not Ulinka, but the Lord Mayor now was in danger because of her fail.

„And – what shall we do now? We have to save her and to arrest Nicole!“

„Of course! But we will do so alone. If we get Nicole before she can lay hands on Sabine, we can tell her that everything was planned like that and that she had never been in danger. If we have to rescue her – well, if she`s a bit like the Defoliator, the Lord Mayor will be securely gagged then. Perhaps, I can talk to her before she is able to argue.“

Tina did not consider that a good idea, but she decided not to talk against it.

At the studio`s parking lot, they could see Nicole`s car. The big limousine of the Lord Mayor was still standing there, too.

„Good, she`s still here! Let`s go!“

They headed for the door and asked the doorman for where the shooting of the Lord Mayor`s panel discussion was. The man looked at his computer.

„Room 23“, he answered, opressing a giggle.

„What`s so funny about that`“, Ulinka asked him sharply.

He looked at her a bit puzzled, then, he smiled.

„Oh, sorry, you are not working here. Room 23 is the room were we sent all those that have to wait until we have time for them, but who would be a pain in the ass if we allowed them to walk around in the building. It`s a pesky person`s detention centre, so to say!“

He explained them the way and they went down the stairs and along a corridor that indeed seemed to lead to rather the heating system but a real room to host guests. However, despite the door was of solid steel, the entrance to room 23 was painted in bright red and there hung some pictures on the walls beside it.

Tina raised her gun whilst Ulinka slowly opened the door. The backup turned out to be unnecessary, however, for the room was empty. The two policewomen entered and quickly observed room 23. It was furnished with a couch and three armchairs around a low table and in one corner there was a little fridge and a table with a coffee machine and some cups on it. There was noone in it, but some items on the couch aroused Ulinka`s suspicion.

There was a grey dress that looked expensive. It was neatly folded and on top of it, an ivory coloured bra was draped. Besides, there was another pile of woman`s clothes: a black skirt, a white blouse, a pair of highheeled shoes – and a white bra.

„This must be the clothes of Sabine and her assistant! But, where are they? Her car`s still here and she sure would not use the Mayor`s car!“

Tina, who had shuddered by the conclusions from the fact that there were no panties among the clothes, looked through the window at the nearby parking lot.

„Of course, she is still here! But she can`t be far away, for she does not know the area and there are a lot of people around here, except for this corridor.“

They left the room and looked down the hallway. There were only three more doors. The first was logically called „room 24“ and it was obviously meant for those who were not prominent enough for room 23. the furniture consisted of a few tables and some 20 chairs. It was clear that there was no bound and gagged woman in it.

The next room was locked and Ulinka sent Tina to fetch the doorman or a caretaker. With her gun in her hand she went to the next door. It was simply marked with the pictogram of a woman – the Ladie`s toilet, obviously.

Ulinka examined the room and every of the three cabins, but it turned out to be empty, too. Now, only the men`s toilet was left.

A moaning greeted Ulinka when she entered. On the sink, a woman was sitting with her legs slung around the porcellain basin. She was stark naked and the way her breasts thrusted out told Ulinka that not only the woman`s hands were tied behind her back, but also her elbows. She looked at the policewoman over a mask of grey tape covering the lower half of her face.

„Mhhhhmmmm! Uuuhhhmmmmmm!“

The woman – Ulinka now recognized Elena, the Lord Mayor`s assistant – blushed violently when Ulinka approached.

The same moment, Tina entered the room, followed by the doorman.

„Holy shit!“, the man yelled.

„Mhmmmmmmmph!“

Elena now cringed from embarrassment and blushed even deeper.

When Ulinka peeled the tape from her mouth, she saw that Elena actually was not sitting in the sink, but that she had the tap between her splayed legs. It must be a very inconvenient position, not speaking of the attack on modesty.

When the tape was peeled off, Ulinka helped Elena to work two wads of cloth from her mouth – a pair of pantyhose and the missing panties of the Lord Mayor.

„The Mayor! Where is she? And where`s Nicole Suttner?“, Ulinka asked the panting woman.

„P-please, s-send out the m-m-man“, the assistant stammered, suffering from the fact that she had no chance to cover her naked forms from view. However, Ulinka had no patience left.

„Where are they? Answer, quickly!“

„I-I don`t know. She drugged me!“

Suddenly, Tina remembered something.

„Perhaps, I know where she could be!“

„So, what are we waiting for!“

She was already at the door when she called over her shoulder that the doorman should take care of freeing Elena. Seconds later, the steps of the two women could be heard from the corridor.

To the honour of the caretaker it had to be said that he behaved well and freed the naked assistant within a few minutes. However, the way he constantly giggled when he looked at her were as embarrassing for Elena as if she had been displayed in public.

***

A frustrated Anne had added to the list of things she did not like on her body that her arms and fingers were too short. She had tried her best to find that magic spot inside her, but since she had been forced to work from her backside, she had only been able to massage her perineum a bit. Her „hot spots“ remained just out of reach, no matter how much she stretched her arms and arched her back. Though she was slightly aroused, there was no chance of getting some pleasures by her own hands.

„So you really begin to like that!“

„Mhhmmmmph?“

Unheard by Anne, the man had entered the bathroom and looked down on her. He seemed to understand the situation immediately.

„Not been able to reach the right buttons?“, he asked with a mixture of interest and mockery.

„Mhhmmmmm! Nnnnnggg!“

Anne shook her head, but it was not only her blushing that betrayed her. He could sense the slight specific fragrance and saw that her clit was swollen a bit. He now smiled really charming, but with a somehow wolfish glance in his eyes.

„Well, now that I am here, I can help you with that.“

„Mhhmmmmm! Nnnnnnggggg! Uhmmmmm! Mph!“

Anne protested and shook her head, but the man just freed her from the elbow shackles that tied her to the bathtub. Then, he cradled her in his arms and carried the squirming girl over to the bedroom.

„Mmmhhmmmm! Mmmphhh!“

„Shhh, sweet Anne.“

He sat on the bed, leaned against the wall and pulled her on his belly, framing her with his legs. Anne continued to squirm and moan, but he gently pressed down her shoulders, forcing her to lean against his chest and belly.

„Shhhh, my pretty girl.“

„Mhhmmmm! Nnnnggg!“

He kept her down, but his grip was not violent, just firm. Again, she found that he was quite strong, for he kept her still with no real effort, he just held his palms on her shoulders. His fingers wandered over her skin and caressed her neck from the sides.

She pleadingly looked up to him, beggeing for him to stop, but he just cointinued his gentle massage and only bent down to place a kiss on her forehead.

After a while, Anne calmed down. Now, his hands started to move over her, increasing their radius slowly, but steadily.

„Nnnnnnggg! Mhhhrrrrrr!“

Anne squirmed when he first touched her breasts and she vehemently pressed her legs together. At least, she did not want to be an easy prey.

However, he just seemed obsessed by her boobs. He had put his hands on them, keeping her nipples trapped between his index and his middle fingers. Then, he started kneading them, firmly and not so gently, but adjusting to the rhythm of her breath.

„Uuuhhmmmmm! Mhhmmmmmm! Hhmmmmmmmph! Uuuhhmmm!“

Anne tried to get away, but now, every movement of her body pressed her more against his hands.

„Uuuh! Mmph!“

He kept on slightly squeezing her nipples between his fingers, sending almost painful, but very exiting shivers through her boobs. Her nipples now were hard and erect and she felt the warmth in her chest caused by the massage.

„Mhhmmmm! Uuuhhhmmmmm! Mhhmmmmmm!“

Anne more and more accepted her fate. She could do absolutely nothing against being manhandled and in fact, it felt quite-

„No! I shall not give in to this! Not again!“

the memory of yesterday`s orgasm came up in her mind and she felt that her body remembered it, too – not with disgust.

„Mhhmmmmm! Hmmmmm! Uuuhhhhhhhhmmmmmm!“

Without noticing it, Anne had closed her eyes and she now no longer squirmed in his hands, but cuddled against him. The man smiled when the girl`s thighs slightly opened.

He let his left wander down her belly and playfully explored her belly button. Anne was very ticklish, but the shivers were not unpleasant, too.

„Mhhmmmmm!“

Anne slightly blushed when she felt his hand go deeper, his index finger caressing the soft skin around her pubic mound, but she did not open her eyes. With a sigh, she thrust her pelvis forward.
However, he did not seem in a hurry. Taking his right from her breast, he untied her ankles, allowing her to stretch her legs. Anne slowly flailed about and lolled about in his lap.

„Uuuhhmmmmm! Mhhmmmmmmm! Mhhmmmmmm!“

his fingers now gently stroke over her clit and labia, like a breath. Anne moved her pubic area after his hands, but his fingers just did not enter her. Only when she whimpered through her gag and accelerated her moves, he allowed his fingers to slide into her.

„Uuuuhhmmmmmmm!“

Anne was like paralyzed when he once again found her most sensitive spot. She had thought that she had been prepared for getting touched there, but his fingers were of course harder and more agile than his tongue.

Though Anne did not deplore that, it did not last long for her to reach the peak. Soon, she thrusted her womb against his hand, screamed into the panties that filled her mouth and spasms of pleasure flooded through her body.

„Uuuuuhhhhmmmmmmm! Mhhrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Uuuuuuhmmmmmmmm!“

Anne climaxed as heavily as she had done the day before. However, the man sensed that there was more inside her.

He stiffened his fingers and pushed them back and forth, faster and faster.

„Mhhmmmm? Mhhmmph!“

Anne shortly opened her eyes and stared at him at this not so gentle intrusion, but soon, she counteracted and adjusted to the speed of his movenments.

„Mph! Mhhrrr! Mph! Mph! Mhhrrrhmmmph! Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmm!“

When Anne stopped spasming, squirming and thrashing this time, he withdrew his hand that was dripping wet from her arousal. He rose up from the bed and lowered her to the matress.

Anne blinked at him with still blurred eyes, panting heavily through her nose. She could see that he was panting, too and that he had a hard bulge in his trousers. She waited for him to get them off and – take – her. A part of her, even wanted it, though she was more than exhausted from her double climax.

However, after he had kept breath, he once again cradled her in his arms and carried her back intot the bathroom where he sat her on a stool and undid her gag. When the panties had come from her mouth, he kissed her lips. Then, he loosened her handcuffs.

„30 minutes for you now, I will prepare lunch.“

***

Tina`s idea had come to her when she had seen that the Mayor`s handbag was missing, too. So, Nicole had access to all of Sabine`s properties. Of course, she would not have gone to the city hall, though that would have been a nice and public scenery for a last crime. But there were just too many people to arrange something and Tina was sure that Nicole did not intend to just dump the naked Sabine from her car.

Then, there was Sabine`s house in the suburbs. But when they approached there, they could see three cleaning women at work. Obviously, Sabine had taken the opportunity of leting them do there work for she would be out for the day.

„Damn! Where is she?“

Both policewomen were quite sure that Nicole would not be at her house or garden house either. And if they asked in the registration office if Sabine owned any other property, they could no longer trace that track unnoticed. However, there were worse things to take care of, ulinka had to admit when they were back in the car.

„It`s useless, we have to call our colleagues. Perhaps, I will be back on the streets controlling cars, but I can`t endanger the life of the Lord Mayor“, Ulinka sighed.

Tina just wanted to tell her that this was the correct decision when she suddenly pointed at a black Smart that drove by.

„There!“

„What is it?“, Ulinka asked.

„That car! It`s license is WÜ-EM-1 That`s Elena`s car! She has gone with the assistant`s car! Maybe, she wants to hide there!“

„There`s only one way to find out“, Ulinka said and started the car. Since Nicole did not know their car and they both were trained to observe people unnoticed, they managed to follow the car quite easily. Tina had meanwhile found out where Elena lived but the car headed towards a completely different direction. It seemed that Nicole was just driving zigzag through the city.
Finally, the Smart stopped at a large house. Ulinka parked some 100 feet away and Tina prepared her gun.

They could see Nicole getting out of the car and greeting a dark haired man that greeted her with a handshake. Obviously, he came from inside th house. Then Nicole opened the other door and bent inside. After a minute, another woman get out, aided by Nicole. She was wearing a long beige coat, a hat and black boots. She seemed to look around and staggered, but the man and Nicole took her by the arms and led her to the door.

„Shall we arrest them?“, Tina asked.

„No, we don`t know if there`s another accomplice in the house. But let`s see who is it, anyway.“
Tina quickly checked the adress.

„At least, it`s somone I know. Anne Rach, the young authoress, lives here, too.“

***

Some 30 Minutes before, Anne had thought that she indeed was not worth being freed. Ravenously, she had eaten the delicious meal the man had prepared for her and definitely enjoyed it. This time, she had not bothered to cover herself with a towel. This man knew her body better than she did, Anne had to admit. In addition, he also seemed to like her body more than she did. Somehow, she believed him when he called her pretty or beautiful. To her surprise, it caressed her soul.
During the meal, he had received a message on his smartphone. Though he remained calm, he told her that he would have to leave for a short while.

„You know what that means, sweet Anne?“

Reluctantly, she nodded. He would have to bind and gag her once more. Anne shortly thought of trying to run for the door, but though he had been friendly and polite, he already had his gun in his hand and her ankles were cuffed again.

He carried her to her bed and laid her on her stomach before putting her into a mere hogtie by cuffing her wrists to her ankle ties. Then, he reached for the panties he had put for drying on the shelf. Anne did not put up resistance when he stuffed the two pairs back into her moutrh, though she emitted a few retching sounds.

This time, however, he seemed to be more than sincere in silencing her. He took a scarf and put a gianr knot in it. Then, sitting astride her, he pushed the panties in even deeper, wedged the knot between her teeth and pulled the scarf`s ends excruciating tight before he knotted them off at her neck. The cloth cut into the corners of her mouth and the pressure on her gag made the girl retch.

„Ghhmmmm! Hhhhrrrrgggg!“

He tore five pieces of tape from the roll and pressed them over her lips one by one, further sealing her mouth. Then, he once again plugged her ears.

„Mph!“

The man pulled a third pair of panties over her head, followed by a tight stocking. Anne mmphed when he wrapped her entire head with an ace bandage, leavinf only her nose free. She could not sense it from under the hood, but he secured the gag and the blindfold with two zip ties before he encased her head with tape, too.

As a precaution, he taped her fingers before he carried her back into the bathroom and again cuffed her elbows with the shackles fixed to the drain. The girl now was gagged so thoroughly he could not make a sound worth mentioning, she was blindfolded and deafened and she could not get out of the bathtub without help. However, he decided to do one more thing to the helpless Anne.
He took one of her longest scarfs, about two metres in length, and slung it around her waist before he knotted it off tightly, leaving an end of some 35 inches. He turned the knot to Anne`s back. The girl weakly shifted in her bonds, but could not heltp it when he threaded the end of the scarf through her legs and pulled. With his other hand, he spreaded her buttocks, ensuring it nested tightly between them. He then pulled it through her waist tie, right below the navel, and pulled. Anne groaned when the cloth tried to find a way between her legs. He helped by prising her labia apart and adjusted the scarf so it ran directly over her clit before he pulled it tight. Anne panted and wriggled in her bonds, but he just threaded the end of the scarf over the tap. He pulled until she literally was hanging from her crotch rope, forced to thrust out her pelvis upwards. Slowly, he let her down a bit again, ensuring that the position was inconvenient, but not painful. Then, he knotted the scarf off at the tap. He did not know how long his guest would stay, but now she would not distrurb them and she also would feel very, very helpless in the meantime.

Then, he went downstairs and greeted his old acquaintance and former psychology tutor, Dr. Nicole Suttner.

„Dr. Suttner.“

„MISTER Hoymann.“

It was an old mockery. Nicole always had thought that Daniel Hoymann had been intelligent enough to reach his PhD, too. However, after doing his master exams he had left the university for to find a well paid job in the „outer world“.

When Daniel had started his studies, Nicole had just finished her first exam and was working as an assistant for one of the psychology professors. Part of her job was to act as a tutor for the students and part of that was that from time to time the students had to take therapy sessions at her. It was meant both for learning practice and to know better what maybe was hidden in the souls of the young people.

However, soon both Nicole and Daniel had found out that they were both intrigued by two things. One thing was BDSM and though their relation always remained academically and they never shared something more intimate than a kiss on the lips on the physical side, they opened their souls to each other and shared their phantasies.

Whilst this was just a bit kinky, their other thing in common was that they both dreamed of a criminal career. However, Daniel favourited more becoming rich by breaking the law and knowing no scruples, whilst Nicole preferred to once become a famous criminal, like those she did her researches about.

When Daniel had left the university five years ago, they had remained in contact and he had become something like a confessor to her. She had told him about her patient Johannes Gebhard who had phantasies about tying up and gagging women in the nude and present them to the public. Being a learned psychologist too, Daniel had assumed that Nicole was more than just fascinated. He had almost expected that she would call him and need his help. Daniel was not keen on being on the run together with Nicole, but there was a special detail in the case that could help him with his original job, too.

So, he did not hesitate to help Nicole getting the still bound and gagged Sabine Sturm inside the house and then into Anne`s apartment.

The Mayor was only dimly aware that they were at the end of their journey. When Nicole had directed her to the car, she had been totally convinced that someone would notice her in her bound and gagged predicament, despite the disguise. However, after some 200 metres, hard to walk for her with her thighs tied, Sabine was pushed down on the passenger seat of Elena`s car (though the blindfolded woman did not know whose car it was). Sabine had bucked when the sitting position had once more driven the tight crotch rope even deeper inside her, but Nicole had just fastened the seat belt around her and had driven off.

During the long journey, Nicole hadn`t talked to Sabine and she had soon stopped to moan through the two pairs of panties that stuffed her mouth, for she had to concentrate on breathing. Only once, Nicole`s right had slid between the buttons of Sabine`s coat, caressed her breasts and squeezed one of her nipples. The psychologist had laughed when Sabine had automatically tried to raise her hands to fight her off, followed by a deep painful moan when her wrist ties pulled on her crotch rope.

Once inside the flat, Nicole dumped the Mayor into one of the armchairs. The bound woman flailed weakly with her unbound lower legs and mmphed through her gag, but Nicole just excused herself for to powder her nose.

When she came back, she smiled at Daniel.

„Do I presume right that that sweet little girl lying in the bathtub is Anne Rach, the famous writer? By the way, was it her that has prepared that deliciously smelling coq-au-vin I still can smell from the kitchen?“

„It is her, but actually it was me who prepared lunch. It`s the least I can do, after she let`s me live here and even do my business. I am even allowed to bring friends.“

Nicole smiled: „Yes, she is really nice, though she is a bit uncommunicative, I`m afraid. I just asked her if her magnificient boobs are all natural, but she did not answer to me. However, she did not say anything against it when I found it out by myself and she even did not forbit me to play with her nipples a bit.“

„Yeah, she`s a bit shy sometimes.“

„Mmmhhhrrrrrr! Uuuhhhmmmmmph!“

Sabine screamed through her gag. Obviously, she thought that there had been enough small talk and that her kidnappers should turn their attention to her.

Daniel looked at the bound and gagged woman who was still sitting in her armchair. Somehow, her position seemed a bit strained and uncomfortable.

„A crotch rope?“, he asked.

„Oh, yes, they are both dissuasive and sexy. You want to see?“

Nicole reached for Sabine`s coat to open it, but Daniel interrupted her.

„Did anyone follow you?“

„I don`t think so. I drove through the whole city quite randomly and I could see no car following me.“

Daniel, however, was not convinced. Her took his smartphone and first checked the regional news.

„Well, right now your name is not on the wanted list, but there`s a notice about an assault at the TV studio.“

He then ran another app and suddenly frowned.

„Do you know her?“, he asked and let Nicole take a look at the display. It showed the house`s corridor and one could see a rather small blonde woman in a striped top and a white skirt.

Nicole opressed a curse: „Ulinka. Ulinka Miotova. She`s the leading Inspector in the Defoliator`s case.“

„So much about nobody followed you here. Are there more cops outside?“

Nicole looked outside the window and shook her head.

„Normally, she is working together with Tina Junghans, her closest colleague. At least, these two have visited me that morning.“

Nicole had risen her gun, but Daniel told her to put it away.

„What do you want, a final shootout? I don`t know about your plans, but I don`t want to die today by a policeman`s bullet.“

„Mhhmmmmm! Uuuhhmmmm!“

Sabine joined the lively discussion.

„But we can`t just sit here and hope that they will leave! They must have seen the car! What shall we do now?“

„Well, sometimes you just have to do the unexpected“, Daniel answered and went to the kitchen. When he came back, he was holding a long knife in his hand.

***