Little Fox had to bite his tongue to oppress a gleeful smile: it had been his father`s latest raid that had brought the French on their trail. The great Black Fox had made a mistake. Of course, the dozen of soldiers would not have been a match for the about 50 warriors under his command, but a massacre could have caused France to support the Chinese Empire even more. So, another solution than attacking the patrol had to be found.
„Of course, we can give them back the blonde, and even the girl you have caught. But I don`t like doing so without any compensation. So, what can we do, son?“
The adressed scratched his head. They were sitting in the Black Fox`s tent, accompanied by the three counselors. He took his eyes from the naked forms of Jacqueline and answered:
„Well, as long as we have the blonde, we have a pledge. But we could hand them the other one as a sign of good will. I wouldn`t mind giving her for the good of the clan.“
The Black Fox burst out laughing and padded his son`s shoulder.
„And you also wouldn`t mind taking care of the blonde, would you?“ He paused until Little Fox`s expression proved him right. Then, he continued:
„Well, let`s see how it would work out. If you can persuade the blonde to stay with us, I will ride to the French.“
Little Fox`s jaw dropped down as his father rose and ordered his men to leave his son alone with the women.
„Y-you mean-?“
„Yes, son. If she has to stay with us, we can`t keep her bound and gagged all the time. And I don`t want a girl here that will always try to run away. So, try to persuade her that living with you, eh, with us, isn`t the worst case scenario.“
Little Fox felt like he had fired on a mouse and hit a tiger. Here, he had not only the opportunity to keep Jacqueline for himself, it was the official order from his father and it would be for the clan`s good! He approached the bound and gagged girls and smiled.
„Mhhmmmph!“, Jacqueline moaned with widened eyes.
„Uuuhhmmm!“, Andrea added.
Little Fox knew that if he would rape the girl, she would try to run away or to kill him on the first occasion. So, instead of touching her, he slowly undressed and washed himself, allowing the women to watch him.
Andrea was not interested in looking at the young man. Though she had had experiences with men, Zenobia had showed her what she really liked. Jacqueline, however, could not take her eyes from him. He was tall and athletic, just like his father, but he was young and his few scars only emphasized his masculinity.
„And speaking of that – it seems that some of the things they say about the Chinese are quite wrong“, Jacqueline thought. She had heard that Asians were – well, badly equipped, but this man sure was a fully grown man in all respects. Blinking, she tried to shoo away these thoughts. She knew what would happen and she also knew that she had to fight it, but she also felt some anticipation.
Little Fox did nothing quickly. He stepped in front of Jacqueline and caressed her shoulders. He looked her directly in the eyes, but the girl knew that he was trying to get a glimpse of her boobs whilst doing so. she still was afraid of what he would do next, but at least, he was not like a wild, vicious animal.
Andrea, who was tied close to Jacqueline and had to watch all this just could not believe it. She wasn`t sure if the Chinese tried to rape or to seduce the blonde, but he sure wouldn`t do so with the girl tied to her body!
„Mmmhhmmph!“
She tried to attract Jacqueline`s attention as she felt that the other`s body relax from tension and had stopped trembling from fear. The blonde shifted her position and as Little Fox caressed her ears and neck and played with her hair, she let out a small sigh.
„Mmmhhrrrrrrr! Nnnngggg!“
Andrea tried to do something, but tied as she was, it was as if Jacqueline hab been tied to a post. Her arms were raised above her body and her legs were spread by a stick tied to her ankles. Andrea could neither grab the other nor kick her. She could have knocked her on the head with her chin, but this would have been too strange to do. Now, she felt that Little Fox`s hands were wandering over Jacqueline`s back. Andrea moaned when the backs of his hands rubbed over her boobs. It was not the least stimulating, but very, very irritating.
„Mmmhhmmmmmm!“
With a deep sigh, Jacqueline let out some of the fear and tension she was under. At least, the look in the young man`s eyes and his tenderness had told her that she would not get hurt, no matter what else would happen. Perhaps, if she played her cards right, she could get this one to let her go in exchange for some – benefits. It wasn`t the first time in her life that she had given sexual pleasures in exchange for something she wanted and here, she also had the excuse that she was defending her life. And after all, what this man was doing to her wasn`t unpleasant at all. She blushed when she realized that the permanent rubbing of the man`s chest on her boobs had made her nipples harden.
„Ooooohhhmmmmm! Uuuuhhhhhmmmm!“
„Mmhhrrrrrr! Nnnngggg! Mph!“
Andrea still fumed, trying to keep her from letting herself go. Jacqueline wondered when he would tie her loose from the other woman. He sure did not want to take her whilst she was tied to the other`s body!
„Ooouuhhhmmm!“
Jacqueline mewed when he kissed her breasts and bit her nipples. He now was a bit rougher, hurting her just the little bit that was not painful, but arousing. She moved in her bonds and when she thrusted out her pelvis a bit and her pubic mound touched his manhood, she didn`t twitch back.
Andrea rolled her eyes in frustration. She felt Jacqueline`s body grow hotter and sweatier and she could sense not only the sweat, but also a very specific fragrance. She knew only too well what extreme situations could make a person do, but it still was an irritating experienxce to see a girl tied so close to her own naked body to get more and more aroused.
„Mmmpphh!“
Now, the man`s hands clawed into Jacqueline`s firm butt and the backs of his hands brushed over her pubic area. Andrea closed her eyes from the humiliation, but could not block her other senses out. She heard Jacqueline`s panting and sighing, she felt her squirm and move, pressed against her own body, she could smell her increasing arousal -
„Mmhhmmmph!“
„Ooooohhhmmmmmm! Uuuhhhhhmmmmmm! Mmmhhhhmmmmmm! Mph!“
Andrea nearly lost balance as the blonde suddenly slung her legs around Little Fox`s body. Then, she was forced to join in the rhythm of the two. The man was strong and could easily carry the petite blonde`s weight, but with her arms slung around Andrea`s body and tied just above her butt, every of Jacqueline`s moves forced her to join in or to hold against it, which was even more difficult. Also, it was a massive attack on modesty. Her boobs rubbed over the other`s sweaty back and each of Little Fox`s thrusts pushed against her pubic mound. Andrea, now covered with sweat, too, suddenly felt envious.
„This little girl is hab´ving her fun and every time I and Zenobia want to make it out, we are too stringently bound and gagged or we get interrupted. Man, even when I try to help myself, there`s always someone to disturb me!“
„Oooouuuuhhhhhhmmmmmm! Mmmhhhmmmmmmmmm! Uuuuuhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnggggg!“
Jacqueline now was screaming her lungs out and not even the mass of cloth stuffed into her mouth could keep the men waiting in front of the tent from noticing that obviously Little Fox had broken the ice. When after a last throaty groan there was silence, one of the counselors wanted to take a look, the Black Fox stopped him.
„Wait. If he is a bit like me when i was in his age, that was not the end of it.“
And indeed, after a short while, more mewing and sighing could be heard. Pleased, the Black Fox took another sip of wine. Though he was just 45, he of course thought of a worthy successor and at least, his son showed that he was a real man. However, as the sounds from the tent didn`t want to come to an end, he began to feel a bit old.
Finally, his son staggered out of the tent, dressed only in a robe, and greedily emptied a mug of wine. After he had poured a bucket of water over his head, he smiled at his father.
„I couldn`t understand her behind her gag, but I think she now wants to stay a little bit longer.“
The men entered the tent. On the floor, Jacqueline was half lying, half sitting, leaning against Andrea`s legs. She had not been able to stand on her own legs and had sank down as far as her bound arms allowed her. The girl was covered with sweat and other liquids and still panted heavily through her nose. Her cheeks were reddened, but she just looked calmly at the entering men.
„Wow!“, she thought, „Wow, wow, wow!“
Despite her experiences, Jacqueline had always found it a bit difficult to get fully pleased by a man before he reached his own peak and therefore was not able to take care of her any longer. But this young Chinese had proved to be much, much better. She wasn`t sure if it had been three or four times that she had seen a glimpse of heaven, but now, she felt like had died and had awaken in Paradise and she was sure that she would never be able to stand up again. Whatever would happen next, now she just felt pleased like she had never felt before.
Andrea blushed, too, when the men entered. She also was covered with sweat, both Jacqueline`s and her own, but she just was happy that the whole ordeal was over now. Then, another thought made her freeze to her tracks. What if now the other men would take her?
However, Little Fox just freed Jacqueline`s wrists and cradled her in his arms. He left her gagged, but the way she slung her arms around his neck told that she did not fear him when he carried her to his own tent.
The Black Fox grabbed Andrea`s chin and said:
„I talk with French. You come with me. Maybe, you soon free.“
***
By noon, Mei had shown pity towards Zenobia and Wanyun and ordered to take them from the stake. But whilst the maid had been freed from her bonds, Zenobia had only been allowed to pee before she had been thrown into a dark cell for „the next hours“. Here, Zenobia had started to work on her ties. She was determined to get free and to knock off the first one who would open the door.
The only triumph she had had was that there had been no contest between her and Wanjun about who would climax first. Though it had been hard, Zenobia had managed to stay calm and not to move more than necessary. So, Wanjun had remained still, too. After a while, a bored Mei had tried to tease Zenobia by pushing on her shoulders, but she had persisted. So, Mei had lost interest in the game and left.
„I have to prepare for my visit in the temple of fertility tonight. I am quite sure that the Sultan`s son is growing under my heart, but after a night of prayer, alone in the temple, I will be absolutely sure. Just stay here for some more time, I will send the guards to release you after my bath.“
Indeed, after another agonizing hour, two guards had freed Wanjun and brought Zenobia to her cell. They must have thought that Zenobia was defeated and broken, since they had not reinforced her bondage. But now, she would show them that she still had the spirit to fight.
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After a while, she had been able to loosen the knots tying her big toes to her thumbs. Now, her legs were free and she could stand up. By rubbing her gag against a protruding stone, she could split the leather band and unwrap the tight bandage. With her tongue pressed to the back of her throat, it was not an easy task to get the wad consisting of the used knickers and Wanjun`s loincloth from her mouth, but finally, the cloth lump landed on the floor. Panting, Zenobia now sawed through her elbow ties by rubbing them against the stone. Then, she brought her hands to the front and loosened her wrist bonds with her teeth.
„At least, I have learned something during Xiao`s training“, she thought. Then, she looked through the keyhole of the cell. After what seemed ages, she could see an approaching figure: it was Olga, carrying a wooden bowl and a canteen. Zenobia could see no guard escorting her. Obviously, Mei had given her the keys, thinking that Zenobia was totally helpless.
„Let`s see how far I will get this time“, she thought and hid behind the door.
„Some food for youuuuuuhhhhhrrrrrrr!“
Zenobia had slung the bandage around Olga`s neck and pulled. The girl fought, but Zenobia just increased the pressure and forced the blonde Russian to her knees.
„Don`t fight, or you will die!“; Zenobia hissed. Olga emitted a croaking sound and nodded. Quickly, Zenobia grabbed the knickers and stuffed them into the girl`s mouth. She retched and mewed with disgust, but a pull on the bandage persuaded her to hold still. Zenobia fixed the gag with the loincloth she tied between Olga`s lips. Then, she told her to strip. The blonde was totally frightened and so, she pulled her short tunic over her head. To Zenobia`s surprise, she wore nothing underneath, not even a pair of knickers or a loincloth. But this was not the time to admire the Russian`s buxom forms.
Zenobia took the ropes, tied her wrists and ankles and hogtied the girl. Before she put on the tunic, she greedily drank from the canteen.
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„Mmhhmmmph!“, Olga protested.
„Just relax, someone will find you the next morning!“
The tunic turned out to be too short for Zenobia. The skirtings ended halfways between her hips and her knees. But it was the only dress she had and she had to hurry. Carefully looking at the corridor, she sneaked out of the cell and closed the door. Olga`s moaning could hardly be heard from outside. At the next corner, Zenobia could see a sleeping guard. On tiptoes, she sneaked around him and found the door to the court unlocked.
Had she looked closer at the guard, Zenobia would have found out that he was quite small and petite for a man. The reason for that was that it was Wanjun. She had only faked to be sleeping and as soon as Zenobia had left the cellar, she quickly went to Olga and freed her.
„Are you alright?“
„My throat just aches a bit. And these knickers taste as if she has worn them for a week! But now, let me get dressed. I can put them back into her mouth later.“
The blonde went upstairs and Wanjun followed her. Arlette and Mei were waiting in the court, the latter handing a tunic to Olga.
„I have expected she would strip you. She has just climbed the wall. Let`s hope she will really go back to my sister`s palace.“
„Where else should she go, with no money and as scantily clad as she is? Besides, when I went to her to console her, I have told her that if I had a chance to get out of here, I would go to Yamei. Let`s see if she sees it the same way.“
Diane had stepped from the shadow of a tree. She had reluctantly agreed in Mei`s newest plan. The concubine had anticipated that Zenobia would be able to free herself and try to overpower anyone getting into the cell that seemed weak enough. So, she had sent Olga, the cutest of her slaves.
They intended to follow Zenobia to Yamei`s palace. Mei had already guessed that her twin sister had sent the two slave girls as spies and Diane had finally told her everything for the promise of a passage back to the USA.
If Zenobia arrived at the palace at night, Yamei would become angry and sure order to get her back to the palace, but not after she had heard everything Zenobia might know about Mei`s plans. And Mei had „revealed“ to Zenobia that she intended to secretly leave the palace by night to go to the temple to pray for her unborn son. She wasn`t pregnant, but that her sister couldn`t know and sure Yamei would not be able to resist such an opportunity to lay hands on her sister who usually was locked away in the Sultan`s palace. Of course, Wanjun, Arlette, Olga and Diane would help Mei to prepare a hearty welcome for Yamei.
***
„Say bye to friend“, the Black Fox told Andrea.
„Mph!“
Andrea was covered from her head to her feet, but she did not feel as if her situation had improved. Her upper body was tied in an elaborate rope harness that did not keep her completely immobile, but quite helpless. First, a guard had slung a rope around the top of Andrea`s right thigh and tied her right wrist to it, repeating that to her left thigh and wrist. Then, another rope was slung around her neck, crossed between her breasts and wrapped around her body, trapping her upper arms. One of the ropes went directly over her boobs, chaffing her nipples. Then, another rope was tied to her elbows and pulled close. Though her elbows were still some ten inches apart, the position forced her to arch her back and to thrust her breasts out, pressing them against the ropes. Now, the Black Fox tied a rope to the middle of the elbow rope and pulled it down. Andrea`s eyes bulged and she mmphed with disgust when he parted her buttocks and threaded the rope between her legs. Now, she could see that lots of knots were tied to that rope. The Black Fox prised her labia apart and took care the rope went directly over her clit before tying the end to the point where the other rope crossed between her breasts.
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After he had tied a rope around her legs above her knees, Andrea could only take small steps and each move made the crotch rope tease her. The man draped a robe around her and tied the belt tight. Then, he took a white piece of cloth – one of the knickers that had hooded them when they had been brought to the slave market. Again, it went over Andrea`s head and she could sense that the fragrance was still strong. Over this, a black hood was pulled, blindfolding her completely.
She was led outside and a man sat her on the saddle of a horse equipped with a sidesaddle.
„At least, this time I am not thrown over the horseback“, Andrea thought when she was tied to the saddle. The sitting position made the crotch rope cut even deeper between her legs, but she could not change her position and the horse went off. Andrea thought of what the Black Fox had said about her being free soon. But she did not allow herself to have too much hope. Maybe, she would just be sold to another slave owner.
Jacqueline watched the little group, consisting of the Black Fox, Andrea and two of his men, leave. She was still gagged and her wrists were bound behind her back, but this time, her tie was not tied very tight and the gag was only a silk scarf with a big knot in it that was tied between her lips. It was rather a formality than a real restraint.
When he had brought her to his tent, another young woman had been waiting for Little Fox. Jacqueline could see from the way they interacted that she was his wife. However, she was friendly towards the blonde. Her dishevelled look, her sweat-covered body and her scent must have told the Chinese woman that she had just slept with her husband, but she offered her a bowl of tea when Little Fox had freed her from the ropes and the gag. Gratefully, Jacqueline drank and the man left the tent. Now, the woman offered her another bowl filled with rice and smiled. Jacqueline was hungry and so, she took the chopsticks and tried to eat. Since she was not used to eating like that, she proved to be more than clumsy and the other woman laughed. It was a bit gleeful, but most of all, it was a friendly and hearty laughter and involuntarily, Jacqueline joined in. The other women showed her how to use the chopsticks and when the man came back, Jacqueline did not shudder or try to hide her charms. When he tied and gagged her, she felt that he did not want to hurt her, but that it was just a matter of security.
She looked up to Little Fox. He gently led her back and looked at the bed, then at her and at his wife.
„He sure can`t mean that!“, she thought, but the other woman smiled and began to open her dress. The man lowered her to the bed and worked on the belt of his rope.
„Who would have thought that Paradise is hidden in the fucking middle of nowhere“, Jacqueline thought when she felt the woman`s hands caressing her shoulders from behind whilst Little Fox bent over her nude body.
***
„The temple of fertility? Are you sure she said so?“, Yamei asked.
Zenobia had ran through the streets of Dali till she had reached the palace and had persuaded a guard to fetch Lin who immediately had brought her to Yamei. The Chinese had been quite upset that she had left the Sultan`s palace, but she was also curious about what Zenobia had to tell about her sister`s plans.
The temple of fertility was a relic from times so old that no one remembered if it was dedicated to a long forgotten god or some atavistic demon. But legend had it that a pregnant woman that spent the night there alone in prayer would become the mother of a healthy son. Of course, many people just called it superstition and since most inhabitants of Dali were Muslims, some even called it heresy.
But Du Wenxiu had decided to be a tolerant ruler and so, he had done nothing to remove the temple and he had even paid some money to renovate the little pavillon and to keep the garden in order. And so, there were quite a lot of nights when expectant mothers went to the temple to spend a night praying.
„If she`s there, she will be alone and if we could get here...“
Yamei had always been angry about the fact that her sister had become the Sultan`s concubine, only because she was born ten minutes earlier. And now, if she really would give birth to a son, her position would be even better. That was, as long as she would stay in her position. But if someone would replace her as the Sultan`s favorite? Someone who looked exactly the same...
„If we could get her, I could take her place. And with you and Diane there, I would be able to play the role convincingly enough. Dear bigger sister, I fear that this visit in the temple wasn`t your best idea.“
„It could also be a trap“, Lin presumed. To her, it sounded too much a coincidence that Zenobia had escaped the same day that Mei wanted to leave the palace without her bodyguards.
„Maybe“, Yamei agreed, „but we can take precautions. You and Xiao will come with me anyway. If Mei hasn`t got an army with her, we can at least get away. The only thing is – is our black beauty here a part of the trap, if it is one?“
„Wha-what?“, Zenobia stammered. She moved back, but Lin stepped in her way whilst Xiao seemed to be uncertain if she should help her secret lover.
„If you tried to lure me into a trap, you have to be punished anyway. But if you are innocent, my maids will get you back to the Sultan`s palace tomorrow. And there, where I will be instead of my sister, I will take care that you can soon go your way. Perhaps, we can even find out what happened to your friend Andrea.“
Zenobia didn`t know how to react. On one hand, she knew that she was innocent and the thought of getting some help in finding Andrea sounded promising. But she didn`t like what Yamei had said about punishing her.
„Will you – keep me locked?“, she asked wryly. Mei smiled maliciously.
„Well, yes – but not just that. We will take care that you will stay where we put you and that nobody except us will know where you are. You will be tied in a way not even Xiao could escape and be so thoroughly gagged that you will not even be able to shoo away a fly from your nose. You-“
Zenobia remembered what Xiao had told her:
„If your enemy talks, hit him before he has finished his sentence. People expect that you let them get to the end.“
She pushed Yamei at the chest and ran for the window. But Lin started the same second and jumped at her back before she had reached the sill. Zenobia let herself fall on her back and indeed, she heard a cough and felt Lin`s grip loosen. She rolled away and came to her feet – only to look into Xiao`s face.
„Sorry, dear“, she whispered before she punched Zenobia`s neck with her hand`s edge. Zenobia looked at her with an expression of disbelief for half a second before her eyes twisted and she collapsed on the floor.
„Quick, get her to the secret chamber“, Yamei ordered and Lin and Xiao grabbed the unconscious Black`s limbs and carried her to the cupboard where Yamei pushed a secret button. Then, she pushed the cupboard aside and they carried Zenobia down a long spiral chaircase to a small room where a variety of torture devices were waiting.
They ripped the tunic from the girl, leaving her stark naked. Then, Lin produced a leather sheet they pulled over Zenobia`s arms. The sheath ended in a single mitten that pressed her hands and fingers firmly together. Lin pulled the laces as tight as possible, welding Zenobia`s arms together, and buckled two straps fixed to the sheath`s top over her shoulders to prevent it from slipping down. Three more straps tied the sheathed arms to Zenobia`s body. One encircled her just below her breasts and one at her waist. A third one went from the tops of her fingers between her legs and was connected to her waist strap. Lin took care that this crotch strap was as tight a spossible and cut in deep between her labia and crushed her clit.
„Is that necessary?“, Xiao asked.
„Are you getting weak? She attacked our Mistress“, Lin answered.
Emotionless, Xiao helped her colleague to force Zenobia`s legs into a similar sheath. It looked like a big boot and covered her legs from the tips of her toes to the top of her thighs. Now, the Black could no longer use her arms or legs and could not get free without help. Even Xiao, who had once tried this out, had not been able to loosen the sheaths.
Meanwhile, Yamei, who had went upstairs, brought a bundle of cloths. But before she began to gag Zenobia, she took some wax from the only candle and pushed it into the girl`s ears, rendering her completely deaf. Then, she pinched Zenobia`s prominent nose.
„Uuuhhhmmm!“
A soft moan was all that came out before Yamei began stuffing one of her used loincloths into the woman`s mouth. Lin took Zenobia`s head and kept it tight, allowing Yamei to push the cloth in with all her strength. By cramming the silk as dense as possible, and filling every open crevice, Yamei managed to stuff in another loincloth. Now, a faint moan and a fluttering of the lids told them that Zenobia was about to awake. Quickly, Lin and Yamei took a black leather hood and forced it over her head. The hood had an opening for Zenobia`s hair, but it put considerable pressure to her face and had only two small openings at the nosrils. The hood was designed for Chinese woman and it took the two women quite some effort to buckle it close. A large plug pushed the two loincloths even deeper into the girl`s mouth, but they could only hear a very faint gurgling from her.
Yamei took the third loincloth and tied it over the nose of the hood, placing the crotch part over the breathing holes. Zenobia now panted heavily, obviously needing all her strength to get in some air.
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Lin had pushed another secret button and a hole in the floor opened. It was some six feet deep and some 16 inches in diameter.
They lowered the trembling and weakly squirming Zenobia into the pit. When her feet had reached the ground, she could stand, but not crouch, let alone sit down. Lin closed the lid and now, the pit could not be seen anymore and no sound emerged from inside.
„If she`s not hyperventilating, she will have air for some eight to ten hours. So, if it`s a trap and we will not come back, she will be punished for her betrayal.“
„But, Mistress, what if we don`t come back, but it hasn`t been her fault?“, Xiao insisted. She wasn`t a very pitiful person, but her feelings for Zenobia were friendly – or more – and the thought of leaving the naked, bound, gagged and blindfolded girl to suffocate horrified her.
„Ooops!“, Yamei said and went for the stairs. Reluctantly, Xiao followed her and Lin.
***