When evening came, Madame Yini decided that it had been long enough for Myra to be tied up and gagged in loneliness. It was not that she felt pity for her captive, but Myra would have a lot to learn before she could be sold and the time for departure wasn`t far. So, Madame Yini and Yuen opened the peephole in the door and watched the helplessly bound Myra.
The girl had not been able to get free, despite the fact that she really must have tried, as the film of perspiration on her body told. Madame Yini noticed two facts and nodded contendedly. Myra was still slightly squirming, telling her she still had some spirit inside herself. Madame Yini did not want to break her fully, just to tame her.
The second thing was that the silk strap tied from Myra`s neck to her ankles had a darker colour where it disappeared between the girl`s legs. Obviously, being caressed by the cloth for several hours had had some effect and so, the silk now was wet. Myra was not really aroused, but she was irritated. And this irritation, Madame Yini would try to base Myta`s education on.
„Ah, you are still here. So, you are enjoying my hospitality?“
„Mmmhhmmph!“
Myra protested, but it was only a faint moaning. She now was really hungry and thirsty and more than exhausted. Hours before, the girl had promised to herself to give in for the moment if they would just give her some relief.
The strict hogtie had become agonizing and she had finally given up her fight against it. Madame Yini carefully inspected the knots.
„So, you have been able to loosen eight knots. That`s impressive! It means that we will shorten your punishment for eight hours and will tie you in a more lenient way, if you promise to behave.“
„Mhhmm? Hhhmmmmpph! Mmhhmmm!“
Myra nodded and Madame Yini smiled enigmatically. What she had said first had been a lie. The fact that Myra had been able to loosen a few knots had nothing to do with the length of her bondage. But she wanted to keep up a little bit of hope in the girl`s mind. Just enough to keep her from falling into resignation.
Some 20 minutes later, Myra was freed from her ropes and the gag and greedily drank some tea and ate from the rice and meat she was offered. They had only cuffed her ankles to the lower bedposts and used a third cuff to tie her wrists in front of her, allowing her to eat and drink. Of course, she still was stark naked, but these two people had seen her like that anyway.
„Now, Myra, since it seems that you are behaving better now, we can see to your personal hygiene. So, here`s the deal. You do as we tell you in the bathroom now. If you refuse, we will tie you up and Yuen will take care of your body. Did you understand that?“
Myra nodded, fighting down her urge to throw her bowl into Madame Yini`s face. Pleased, the Chinese loosened her feet from the bedposts, but tied her ankles together with one cuff, allowing Myra to take small steps towards the bathroom.
„I will gag you now. If you do not try to take it off, you will be given ten minutes for yourself.“
Myra grimassed with disgust, but again, she nodded. Madame Yini once again worked the still damp knickers between her lips and secured them with a thin strip of silk. Myra noticed that this time, she took care not to trap her hair with the gag. The panties still tasted vile and with her hands bound in front of her, she would have been able to remove them quite fast. But the thought of having some time for her own was too tempting.
When her time was over, Myra was waiting for the Chinese to enter the bathroom with her gag untouched. The muscular Yuen now carried a yoke over his shoulders and brought in two large buckets filled with boiling hot water.
„Mmmph!“, Myra protested when the man emptied these buckets into the bathtub. Did they intend to boil her?
„Oh, don`t be afraid, your bath will be ready in a nutshell.“
Indeed, Yuen soon brought some cold water and tested the temperature until it was convenient. Then, Myra`s legs were released and she had to step into the bathtub. Madame Yini handed her a bar of soap.
„Wash yourself, and better do a good job, you know you need it.“
Myra knew that she should have felt embarrassed, but the warm water was a very convenient feeling. Being a rather poor woman, she could only rarely pay for such a luxury. Since the Chinese hadn`t told her otherwise, Myra let herself sink into the tub and could not oppress a sigh of pleasure when the water reached her shoulders.
When she soaped her body, the water became milky and so, it even protected her naked body from view a bit. However, the man stepped beside the bathtub after a while.
„Mmmphhh!“
„Yuen will do you no harm. And besides, he has got magic hands.“
Myra did not want to find out about that, but for now, the Chinese just rubbed her back with a huge sponge. Then, he took a ladle and poured water over her head, rinsing her hair.
„You know your hair is matted, Myra? Yuen will try not to hurt you, but I can`t promise you that it will be a pleasure.“
„Mmmphh!“
However, Yuen indeed showed some skills as a hairdresser. He thoroughly massaged some shampoo into her hair, then rinsed it, then soaped it again. Myra knew from experience that brushing through matted hair could be painful, but Yuen carefully plucked on her tresses and untangled them before he brushed her hair with a comb. It only hurt sometimes when he undid a knot and finally, her hair was in a better condition than ever.
„Now, we can almost offer you to the more demanding customers, too“, Madame Yini said, remembering Myra that this was not done for her wellness. However, sitting naked, bound and gagged in a bathtub wasn`t a good start for an escape attempt.
However, the convenient part seemed to be over now. Myra was told to stand up and her bound wrists were raised over her head and fixed to a hook dangling from the ceiling, forcing the girl to stand on tiptoes in the bathtub. Yuen took the other cuff and tied her ankles before he took a sponge and a bucket of relatively hot water and washed the remnants of soap from her naked body, making her blush from the humiliation, though he did not seem to have anything in mind but washing her, even when he brushed her big boobs. Myra pressed her thighs together, but Madame Yini stepped beside the tub and spoke:
„If you don`t allow Yuen to clean you everywhere, we will hang you up by your big toes, with your legs spread.“
Myra let out a deep groan and blushed all over, but finally, she opened her legs the bit her cuffed ankles allowed. It was a humiliating feeling to get touched between her legs by the sponge. Though it seemed that Yuen did not more than necessary.
Then, Myra was helped out of the tub and was towelled dry by Yuen. When Myra looked over to Madame Yini, she could see that she was holding a razor and a small bowl with a white paste in it.
„Mmmphhh! Nnnnggg!“
„Your armpits need some care, Myra. Hold still, or Yuen will cut you. Tomorrow, I will think if we remove your pubic hair, too, or leave that desicion to your buyer. Some of them like it if Western women are – natural.“
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Myra shrieked with horror and tried to get away, but tied and stretched as she was, she could not help it when Yuen carefully put some of the paste on her exposed armpits. She did not dare to move when the Chinese took the razor and shaved her there, but again, the big man proved to be surprisingly skilled.
Now, Madame Yini grabbed Myra`s still wet scalp. She groaned, but the other woman just tied her hair to a ponytail before tying a silk scarf over the cleave gag, covering Myra`s mouth from nose to chin. Over that, she once again buckled a belt.
Then, Myra was led back into the sleeping room. But instead of placing her on the bed, she was seated in an upholstered deckchair. Yuen untied her hands, only to recuff them behind the backrest after threading the chain over one of the horizontal bars, keeping the girl from raising her body or from bringing her arms over the backrest. Then, Madame Yini released Myra`s hair and draped it over her shoulders. She even took a comb and took some care of it. But then, Myra`s eyes fell on Yuen who had brought a thick bamboo stick, some five feet in length and with two shackles attached to it`s ends.
„Mmmhhhmmph! Hhhrrrmmph!“
Myra tried to kick Yuen, but he tied her right ankle with one of the shackles. Then, using the stick as a handle, he tied her left foot to the other side. Now, Myra had to sit with spread legs, blushing from embarrassment and staring daggers at her captors.
Madame Yini let her index finger wander around Myra`s right nipple.
„Nnnnnngggg! Mmhhmmmphhh! Nnnnngggg!“
Myra tried to raise her tied legs and to kick Madame Yini, but Yuen just grabbed the stick and tied it off to the horizontal bar between the deckchair`s front legs. Now, Myra could do nithing but to squirm and pant when Madame Yini continued to caress her boobs, now using both her hands.
„Mmhhhmmmmmm! Hhhhmmmmmmpppphh! Ghhhhrrrrrrmmmmm!“
„You better get used to it. After all, the sooner you start enjoying it, the sooner you will face a perhaps convenient future.“
Myra was far from enjoying anything the Chinese woman did to her, but there was nothing she could do, naked, gagged and helplessly bound as she was. After a while, Madame Yini`s hand wandered down her belly and playfully poked her bellybutton.
„Mmmmphh!“
Slowly, very slowly, her hand went further down below. Myra screamed into her gag and tried to buck when the tips of Madame Yini`s fingers touched her pubic hair and plucked on it. However, the Chinese completely ignored Myra`s desperate attempts to get her off. Her hand just stayed on her pubic mound, caressing it, despite her frantic squirming and wriggling.
Finally, exhaustion forced Myra to calm down. Panting heavily through her nose, once again covered with sweat and her face deep red, she endured when the other woman`s fingers gently explored her most intimate parts.
„I can`t avoid getting touched anyway! So, I will just close my eyes and think of something else!“
Myra closed her eyes from reality. Madame Yini continued with her massage and to her dismay, Myra felt her disgust decrease.
„At least, she does not hurt me. Only my dignity, of course, but – she really has very smooth anf gentle fingers.“
With a moan, Myra raised her eyes and twitched. Had she really just been thinking about enjoying the touch of that mean woman at an area where hardly any man – and no woman, except for herself – had ever been? Indeed, it was quite a time since anyone had been there-
„Mmmhmmph!“
Again, Myra shook her head. She knew she had to stop memorizing being touched there by her fiance, killed in action more than two years ago. Two long years without any-
„Uuuhhmmmmphh!“
Somehow, Myra`s body seemed to have betrayed her, because suddenly she felt two of Madame Yini`s fingers inside her. To her great shame, Myra found that she had indeed grown wet from the continuing massage.
Madame Yini said something in Chinese and Yuen left the room. When the door closed behind him, she smiled at Myra:
„Now, it`s only us girls. Relax and enjoy.“
„Uuuhhmmmm! Mmhhmmmph!“
Myra shook her head no, but at the same time, her womb began to move slightly up and down. Again, Myra closed her eyes.
„If I don`t see her, perhaps I can – ooohhh!“
Madame Yini`s restless fingers had found what they had been searching for. Myra rebounded in her bonds and let out a loud groan. Then, she thrusted her pubic mound against the other`s hand and sighed with pleasure. Myra accelerated her moves and suddenly-
„Mmhhmmph?“
It took Myra a few seconds to realize that Madame Yini had withdrawn her hand.
„Mhhmm? Uuuhhmmmphh! Mhhrrr!“, Myra protested and looked at the smiling Chinese who now stood beside her head.
„Sorry, but that`s enough for now. However, it`s always a pleasure to see that there`s a key to every lock.“
She held her fingers under Myra`s nose who moaned with disgust and turned her head away. But she knew that the scent that reached her nosrils was that of her own arousal and she blushed even deeper.
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Madame Yini now grabbed her chin, forcing her to look into her eyes.
„So, you would like me to continue?“
Myra panted when she felt the Chinese`s other hand wander down her body, once again finding it`s way between her legs.
„Mmmhmmpphh!“
„Do you want me to continue?“, Madame Yini once again asked whilst her fingers caressed Myra`s clit.
The answer was clear. She should tell this witch to go to hell and to never again touch her body again. She really, really should shake her head violently and tell her she did not like the feeling of the nimble fingers playing with her-
„Ooouuuuhhmmmmm!“
Myra squirmed helplessly under Madame Yini`s grip. The Chines asked her for the third time:
„Do you want me to continue?“
„Mmmpphh! Mmhmmmm!“
Myra realized that she obviously had nodded when she felt Madame Yini once again massaging her most sensitive parts, making her breath go faster and causing her to forget about everything around. She still was the helpless victim of her abductors whon would sell her as a sex slave, but now, all that counted was that peak of pleasure that was getting closer and closer and Myra now was reduced to the feelings radiating from her womb.
„Uuuhhmmmm! Mmmhhhmmmmm! Mhhmmmmm! Mh-“
Once again, Madame Yini withdrew her hand.
„Mmhhhrr! Nnngggg!“
The Chinese smiled:
„This little game, we can play again and again. And you will always have to join in it, that`s the best part. Now that I know the key to your secret pleasure dome, I can get there when ever I want – and leave it whenever I want, wether you are ready or not.“
Once again, her hands caressed Myra`s wet and aroused pussy. The girl screamed through her gag and tried to get the woman to stop touching her. However, when Madame Yini once again asked her if she should continue, she did not have to repeat her question before the girl nodded her head emphatically.
***
Jody`s captors seemed to have lost interest on her bound and gagged captive for the moment. After a while, she could no longer hear them talking in Chinese and so, she started to work on her bonds. However, she soon felt that with her elbows tied, there was no chance to get free, even if she could untie her wrists. Jody knew that, even if she managed to untie her legs too, she still would be tied, gagged and blindfolded and could not be sure if they would get her before she had found her way through the stable`s door or to attract anyone`s attention. And then, they sure would take care that she would not try it again.
„Mhhmmmphh!“
Jody twitched when suddenly a hand touched her shoulder. But whoever had approached, did not say a word. Instead, he loosened the rope holding the sack over her head and pulled it away.
„Mmmpphh!“
It was one of the Chinese women. The maid, as she recognized a second later, but now dressed in tight black silk trousers and matching shirt.
„Be quiet and I will free you“, she hissed.
Jody waited impatiently for to be ungagged, but the Chinese loosened her arm ties instead. So, Jody had to ungag herself whilst Lien untied her legs.
„Thank you“, she croaked after she had spat out her gag, but the Chinese woman told her to be quiet.
„I will explain later, now, follow me“, she said and helped Jody to get up. Then, she pulled her towards the door where she carefully listened and looked through a gap.
„Follow me.“
And so, both women sneaked through the door and reached a street crowded with people after a few seconds. Jody now saw that her prison had been close to the harbour.
„Now, who are you, and who were these men, and where is Andrea, I-“
Lien interrupted her:
„You will find out soon. Now, follow me.“
Mr. Wong was a careful man and so, he had some spies in the streets who had to take notice of every suspicious incident in Chinatown. One of these men had told him that a tall blonde woman, fitting the description Princess Jinjin and Lien had given, had went into a dead end lane, but had not come back. Instead, some men carrying a large rolled carpet had disappeared towards the harbour where they had entered a stable. So, the Princess had told Lien to take a look. Mr. Wong had offered his own men to go there, but Jinjin had refused and he had not dared to talk back to the Princess.
„If they have this girl, find out who they are and try to get her here where we can talk to her.“
So, Lien had done as she had been told and had found out that an Englishman was conspiring with some Chinese and that they had been behind last day`s abduction attempt. That meant the kidnapped girl was not belonging to them – and that meant that their captive in the well was innocent, too. However, they would have to keep the two women until they knew what their part in the story was.
After a while, Lien and Jody had reached Mr. Wong`s house and were brought to his office by a servant. Here, the Princess and Mr. Wong awaited them. After a short discussion in Chinese, Mr. Wong sent away his servant and the Princess spoke to Jody:
„Lien here has told me that you are not a member of the gang that has tried to kidnap me yesterday. So, maybe, we can trust you. However, since we are sure about who you are and what you want, we will have to keep you as our – guests.“
„Guests?“, Jody blurted, „you mean, you will keep us as prisoners? What have you done to Andrea, you-“
The Princess raised her hand and her gesture was so command used Jody indeed fell silent.
„Your friend will be here every minute. She will tell you that we can be quite – forcible if someone wants to leave our house before time. However, if you both behave, you will be treated with respect and friendliness.“
When she finished, the door opened and two men dumped a large bale of silk on the floor. Jody recognized with dismay that it was the body of a woman, tightly wrapped in layers of silk and rope from head to feet and staring at her with wide eyes.
For Andrea, the last hours had been a living hell, though she had always expected hell to be a very hot place. But, being tightly wrapped in a silk cocoon, with the water reaching her neck, she had soon felt cold, though the water was cool, but nor icy and the silk layers kept her warm a bit. Only her naked feet soon felt lice icicles and she had almost lost feeling there.
Andrea had screamed and screamed through her gag, her moans echoing from the narrow pit`s walls. The complete darkness had added to her panic and she had rtried to squirm and wriggle all she could. But soon, Andrea had stopped her flailing. She knewe that all she could perhaps manage was to get loose from the hook she was dangling from. And that would mean she would sink down into the water, helplessly bound and with no chance to avoid drowning.
So, Andra had waited for things to come, always ensuring herself that, if they wanted to kill her, they could have done so already. However, during her last weeks at the newspaper, she had read a lot of reports about almost everything, including what a diplomat sent to Peking had to tell about the Chinese justice, including their variety of methods to slowly torture someone to death.
Just before panic could raise once more, a rustling and a little bit of light had told Andrea that the tarp was pulled away. Two men opened the grid and heaved her from the pit. They held her upright and waited for the water to drop from her before they put her on their shoulders and carried her upstairs. Andrea was too relieved and too exhausted to put up any resistance till they had put her to Mr. Wong`s feet.
„Mph!“
„As you see, your friend is still alive, but if you refuse to do what we tell you, you will both be sent were she just comes from. Behave, and you will be given a room upstairs with just a guard at the door.“
Jody looked down at the other woman and felt fear. Though Andrea could not speak, it was obvious that they had thrown her into the water, bound and gagged as she was, and the perspective of ending up like that horrified her.
„Sh-show us th-that r-r-room“, she stammered.
***
With mixed feelings, Zenobia looked down at the piece of silk in her hands. It were the black knickers Andrea had taken off before going to bed when the gangsters had abducted them from their bed months ago in White Skull. They had forced the undergarment into Zenobia`s mouth and then, when they had briefly been free, the Indian had gagged her once again with Andrea`s knickers. Zenobia had worn these when they had finally reached the town and been able to put on some stolen clothes. But, whilst Andrea had immediately thrown away the knickers that had gagged her before, Zenobia had kept the black pair as a strange kind of souvenir. They still had Andrea`s fragrance on them and since she had not been able to tell the reporter about her true feelings, this was the closest she could get to her.
Zenobia sighed and once again looked for the door. She felt more than uneasy about Cheng`s plan of using her as a bait, but she pulled herself together. She was lying on her bed, still fully dressed, since she did not want her abductors to get her in just her underwear or her nightgown.
Suddenly, she heard the scratching of a key in the keyhole and the door slowly opened. Zenobia oppressed a scream and closed her eyes, pretending that she was sleeping. All her senses told her to get up, scream her lungs out and to make it for the door, but she told herself to lie still and to think of Andrea`s rescue.
After a few seconds, Zenobia felt hands grabbing her arms and legs and something was pressed over her mouth and nose.
„Mmmphh! Uuhhhmmph!“
Zenobia rose her eyes and saw the face of a European man. This was strange! Zenobia tried to scream and break free, but the firm grip of her attackers was too strong for her. She sensed a sweet smell coming from the rag over her face. Her moves became weaker and slower and soon, everything went black.
Quickly, Kane and the two Chinese tied Zenobia`s arms and legs. Kane took the black pair of knickers that was lying beside Zenobia`s head and, after some hesitating, stuffed them into the unconscious girl`s mouth and secured the gag with a strip of cloth. Then, they put the girl into a sack and quickly left.
Cheng, who had been waiting in Andrea`s room, followed them from the distance. He frowned and he was sure that something strange was just happening. Not only did the men`s way lead into a different direction than that of Mr. Wong`s house. The men had also not broken the door, but had used a key instead. And there were only two keys for the room. One that belonged to Zenobia and had still been lying on her table. The other one belonged to the housekeeper, Miss Vanessa Hooke.
***
„So, what shall we do now?“, Jody asked Andrea.
The reporter did not react at first. The Chinese had brought them to a windowless room, lit only by a small barred opening in the roof – and now, by night by a large oil lamp. However, the room was equipped with two couches and it was warm. On a table, they had found a tray with some tea and small bowls with rice.
Jody had immediately ungagged Andrea and freed her from the wet silk wrap. Trembling, Andrea had crouched on the floor with blue cheeks and so, Jody had helped her to take off her dripping wet camisole and knickers, draped them over a chair for drying and had wrapped Andrea into a blanket. Then, she had helped her to sip from the warm tea.
Soon, the other woman had recovered and now, she was sitting on the couch, still wrapped in the blanket and from time to time testing her underwear if it had become dry.
„I don`t know what we can do. I only know that they are not very friendly if you do something they don`t want.“
Though she had not told Jody, the blonde could imagine quite well what they had done to her. So, she had decided not to try anything as long as their position was not better. At least, their current prison was tolerable.
„What about Zenobia?“, Andrea asked.
„Dunno. I haven`t met her before the other gang grabbed me.“
Andrea shuddered:
„On one hand, I would like to have her here with us. On the other, it`s good to know that at least one of us is free.“
„Two, if we count in Cheng, too.“
Andrea frowned: „I don`t trust him, somehow. If he really is someone who wants to help the Princess, why did he sent me in here instead. And why hasn`t he at least try to talk to Mr. Wong yet? I am not sure if he is what he pretends to be.“
***
When the man knocked at the door, Madame Yini rose and smiled down at the bound and gagged woman bound to the deckchair.
„Well, time to interrupt out little game – for the moment. I hope you enjoyed it half as much as I did, sweet Myra.“
Myra just looked at her with a wild expression, blinking with her eyes and panting through her nose. For an indeterminate time, seeming endless to the girl, Madame Yini had again and again teased her almost to climax – and again and again withdrawn her hand just before Myra had reached the peak. Myra had pleaded through her gag for relief and had finally tried everything to trick the Chinese into letting her come, but Madame Yini had always found the perfect moment to just prolong her suffering. But now, her tormentor had finally stopped.
„It looks you will have company for the night. It`s someone you know, I think!“
***