Chapter two

Since the garrison of Torreon was so small, it had no real „penal company“, but of course, soldiers who had been disobediend were punished. Usually, those men had to do jobs like cleaning the sewers and were kept in the tiny garrison`s prison at night. When Preud`homme entered the cellar, he saw three men sitting on their cods and obviously feeling bored, since beverages and gambling were forbidden. Two of them were Heinrich and Kilian, two German Legionnaires whom Preud`homme himself had condemned for disobeying orders. The third one was a Mexican he didn`t know.

„Please, remain seated“, Preud`homme said though none of the men had tried to stand up or to greet. The officer took a stool and took a seat close to the cell`s bars.

„Am I right that you would prefer doing something else than taking care of the city`s sanitary system?“

Ostendatively laborious, Kilian put on his glasses. The rather tiny man was an educated man, rumour even had it that he had been an university teacher who had to leave Europe for political reasons. Anyway, he was all but silly or slow in the uptake.

„Capitaine, am I right that you are looking for someone you wish to send on an interesting mission – a mission where we can see exiting places, meet new people and where we are in no danger to reach our 30th birthday?“

Preud`homme smiled. He hated Kilian for his impertinence – in fact, that was the reason why he was currently behind bars - , but he also liked him for his intelligence.

„Well, indeed I could need some men to help me with a little problem. As you have already deduced, it might be a mission of no return, but if you will go and survive, you will be promoted to Caporals, and send back to Europe. Or, if you prefer, you may leave the Legion and start a new life with the 1000 Dollars you will be given – in advance.“

Now, Heinrich stopped cleaning his fingernails.

„Each?“

„Each“, Preud`homme admitted.

Now, the Mexican leaned forward.

„But, Capitano, I am not under your command. I am a proud member of the Mexican Imperial Army.“

Preud`homme raised an eyebrow and looked directly into the man`s eyes:

„Maybe, your pride is a bit exaggerated. My colleague, your superior, said that I could have you and use you the way I want. To be honest, when talking about you, he used the word disposable.“

The man grunted and now, Kilian once again spoke:

„Well, Capitaine, let`s say we are interested. 1000 Dollars each, you said?“

„1000 Dollars. And you may be pleased to hear that your job involves three pretty girls, too.“

***

Zenobia reached the hotel at dusk, loaded with some items she had bought for Andrea and herself. She still felt exited about the fact that she and her beloved could live a life together, filled with passion and love. Zenobia knew that this time would not last forever – sooner or later they would have to face the fact that there was no place for their kind of relationship in society. But now, they had each other and that was all that counted.

When she was approaching their hotel room, she suddenly hesitated. Usually, Andrea put the „please do not disturb“-sign on the doorknob when she was expecting her to come back. But this time, the sign was missing. Had Andrea gone out without leaving a message for her? Zenobia could see some light protruding from inside. Curiously, she peeped through the keyhole – and froze to her tracks.
She could only see the upper part of the bed. On this bed, Andrea was lying – with her arms tied to the bedposts and with a cloth tied between her lips. A dark haired woman in a maid`s dress was sitting beside her, holding a gun to Andrea`s temple. Zenobia could not see more, but she could hear the woman talk to some other female, meaning that there were two burglars in the room, obviously waiting for her to come back.

Zenobia had never been a coward and her last adventures had also tought her some skills in dealing with such situations. So, she remained calm and quickly thought of a possibility to rescue Andrea. Her first thought was to run for the Sheriff, but then, she had second thoughts about that. Even if the man would believe her, an attempt to storm into the room would endanger her friend. In addition, she had seen that Andrea was only dressed in her underwear and she didn`t want any man to see her like that. So, Zenobia decided to start her own rescue mission.

She almost was sure that the woman`s accomplice was waiting behind the door to overpower her once she was entering the room. Zenobia could burst the door open, trying to knock her out – but that still left the problem that the other one was holding a gun to Andrea`s head. So, though she had never read about the Troyan Horse, she worked out a ruse of war.

From one of her bags, she took a flyer that invited to a theatre play and slowly pushed it through the narrow gap under the door.

„Hey, what`s that?“

Through the keyhole, Zenobia could see that someone was bending down to the paper and that the woman on the bed was turning her attention to the door, too, lowering her gun. Zenobia gave the door a heavy push and jumped inside. Before one of the burglars could even utter a sound of surprise, she had reached the bed. given the other woman a Kung Fu chop to her neck and had taken the gun. Then, she jumped to the other corner of the room and kept the weapon on the two. Whilst the one that had threatened Andrea was crouching and massaging her aching neck, the other one was trying to reach for her gun that had fallen on the carpet.

„Try that and I will blow your head off!“

Annabelle stopped in her move and Veronica looked at her with widened eyes, too.

„Mmhhhmmmph!“

Andrea made herself to be noticed, but Zenobia only gave her a short, assuring smile.

„Nnnngggg! Uuuhhhmmmph!“

For the first time, Zenobia noticed the fifth woman in the room. On the floor, a Mexican girl was lying, dressed only in a crumpled slip and thoroughly trussed up and gagged.

„You, take your gun by the barrel and throw it over to me“, Zenobia ordered Annabelle who obeyed without a word. Then, she ordered her to close the door.

„Mmhhmmmmph!“, Paloma once again complained.

„I guess you are the real service maid. Well, your ordeal will soon be over. You“, she pointed at Veronica, „help your colleague to free her.“

Not seing a point in being defiant, Annabelle and Veronica obeyed and released Paloma`s arms and legs. The girl pulled the cleave gag from between her lips and spat out a large wad. Then, after some panting, she began to swear at her captors in Spanish.

„Stop that, dear. We have to take care of these two before anything else. I would say, that they should start with handing back anything they have stolen from you!“

Annabelle and Veronica exchanged worried glances and Paloma seemed perplexed, too, but Zenobia told them to remove the maid`s dresses. Reluctantly, the two girls obeyed, soon standing there in just their underwear. Zenobia ordered Paloma to take the other gun and to watch them whilst she was tying them up. Taking the ropes that had tied Paloma, she bound both woman`s arms at wrists and elbows and forced them to sit on the floor, leaning to the bed`s lower end. When Zenobia turned her attention to Andrea`s bound feet, she mmphed through her gag and looked pleadingly at her, begging to be freed, too. But Zenobia only freed her ankles and used these ropes to fix the necks of the two girls to the lower bedposts, forcing them to remain in their sitting position.

„You don`t know who you are messing with!“, Annabelle said, staring daggers at Zenobia.

„Well, some slavers, I presume. I have seen enough of your sort during the last year, I can tell you!“

Annabelle, who still felt angry about having allowed the Black to overpower her and Veronica so easy, looked deep into her eyes.

„My employer is Miss Xenia LaFayette, your Mistress!“

Now, Zenobia`s chin dropped down and even Andrea gasped. Only Paloma, who was busy getting her dress back on, hadn`t reacted to that name. Annabelle, who saw that Zenobia was triggered by some memories, began to laugh.

„Miss LaFayette will punish you anyway, but now, she will aaauuhhmmmpphhhh!“

Zenobia stifled her glee by stuffing the rag that had gagged Paloma firmly into the girl`s mouth and tying the cleave gag between her lips. Then, she yanked the camisole from Annabelle and stuffed it into Veronica`s mouth. The girl gurgled and tried to fight being gagged with the silk mass, but Zenobia forced the giant wad into her mouth. Then, she ripped Veronica`s camisole from her body and used it to tie it between her lips to prevent her from spitting the gag out. Panting and moaning, the two gagged and now bare-breasted women looked up at Zenobia who was panting heavily too, trying to regain her self control.

„C-c-can I-I go n-now?“, Paloma stammered. Zenobia took a few seconds to notice that the maid had spoken to her before she could answer.

„Well – that depends on how you will behave. If you call the police, Andrea and I will be in some trouble with the Mistress of these two“, she pointed at Annabelle and Veronica who were mmphing throug their gags, „But if you help us to get away before anyone will discover them, we will be very grateful. Are you interested in 50 Dollars?“

Paloma still was overwhelmed by what had happened to her during the last two hours and so, she just stood there, slightly trembling and unable to speak.

„Just think about it while I will free my friend.“

Zenobia turned to Andrea who looked at her with a mixture of relief, fear and slight anger because she had not freed her before. When Zenobia looked down at Andrea`s naked middle, she gulped and had to keep herself from licking her lips. Instead, she reached for her shopping bag and took out something made of red silk. It was a pair of lacy knickers.

„I thought that these would look nice on you, dear, though what you are wearing now is even more lucious.“

„Mmhhmmph!“

Slowly and gentle, Zenobia put Andrea`s feet through the knicker`s legs and pulled them up her friend`s legs. Before she covered her pussy and closed the buttons, she placed a quick, soft kiss on Andrea`s pubic mound. Then, she removed the cleave gag and helped the girl to spit out the napkin.

Andrea panted when her mouth was free and wanted to say something, but Zenobia just kissed her whilst she was working on her wrist ties. After a while, the sound of someone clearing his throat interrupted the two lovebirds. Zenobia turned away from Andrea and smiled a bit embarrassed at Paloma who had watched the two kissing women with wide eyes and an open mouth.

„Long story, hard to explain. Now, will you please help us to pack a few things before we leave. After that, you are free to do what you want, but with 50 Dollars more in your pocket.“

Paloma closed her mouth and gulped before she answered.

„P-please, can`t I come with you?“

„What?“, both Andrea and Zenobia said unisono. Even the two gagged girls seemed more than surprised by that idea.

„If I stay here, perhaps these two or their evil Mistress will think of punishing me, too. I am sure that she will soon send someone to look what has happened and since I am a danger for them, they might even kill me! Please, if we go right now, we might reach the USA before they get us!“
After some hesitating Andrea, who was just putting on her blouse, said:

„Anyway, it could be a good thing to have a travel companion who speaks Spanish.“

She finished dressing by putting on a black skirt and a matching jacket whilst Zenobia filled a small leather bag with some underwear, their money and the two guns. Then, she reached for the pile of dirty clothes still lying beside the bathtub and picked up the two pairs of knickers she and Andrea had been wearing during the last weeks at sea. She stepped opposite the two half naked, bound and gagged girls sitting on the floor and said:

„Tell Miss LaFayette that I am no longer her slave. I am now a free woman and I will never see her again. This is the only glimpse of me and Andrea she will ever get into her hands!“

Having said so, she pulled her well worn knickers over Veronica`s head. Before Annabelle could turn away, she grabbed her scalp and hooded her with Andrea`s used underwear. For a few second, she looked down at her captives who were panting through the silk over their faces, causing the cloth to sightly bulge arund their noses when they breathed out. The sounds both girls made through their gags told Zenobia that they had some difficulties in coping with the fragrance they now were forced to smell.
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Drawing by hugues66

„Well, let`s go!“

She padded the still frightened and confused Paloma on her shoulder and after a quick look at the floor, they left. When they had closed the door, they could hear the muffled cries for help of the two women left behind, but they were quite sure that nobody would try to enter the room – except for Xenia or more of her henchmen, of course. So, they hastily went for the hotel`s back entrance and followed Paloma wo of course knew best how to leave the city as soon as possible.

***

Those who saw Adelheid „Heidi“ Messner for the first time often thought that she was an archetypal governess. The 29 years old, 5`10`` woman with the hip-long light brown hair was usually dressed very formal and her expression was strict and she seemed to impersonate correctness and obeying the rules. People considered her as pretty, but they thought that she had the attitude of a governess. However, in a small town like Torreon there weren`t many young single women and so, some of the soldiers had tried to start a conversation with her. And every man who was talking to her thought that Heidi was indeed pretty, somehow fascinating, but hard to get. And so, the men had started to compete about her favour – not knowing that Heidi was just playing with them. On few occasions, she allowed one of her admirers to „conquer“ her – and those men had to find out that Heidi was not the least shy or prudish once the lights were out. After only a few weeks, Heidi was something like the Holy Grail for the men in Torreon and some of them would have done everything to be together with her. This included giving her all the information she wanted without even recognizing that Heidi was the reason why Elisabeth was always better informed than anyone else in the city.

This time, Heidi thought that it would be an easy job. One of the young German Legionnaires, a certain Heinrich, had met her in the city`s streets where he had tried to buy some fruits from a salesman, but did not speak more than a few words of Spanish. Heidi helped him to get his oranges for a fair sum and the young man, obviously grateful for her help, had offered to carry her baggage to the garrison for her. Heinrich really seemed delighted to be able to talk in German again and it turned out that he was born in Bavaria, not far away from where Heidi was born. He told her that tomorrow he would have to go on a secret mission, sending letters to the capital. Of course, Heidi was interested and so, she offered Heinrich to „have a drink with her after his service“, leaving no doubt about the fact that he would get more than a drink. Two hours later, Heidi sneaked into the little chamber where Heinrich was waiting for her.

„So, Heinrich, what can I do to make you feel less – uncomfortable about your brave and dangerous mission tomorrow?“, she purred.

In the adjacent chamber, Kilian and Pedro, their new colleague, were sitting. Since the garrison had been planned for much more soldiers than it inhabited now, even the Privates had single rooms, although they were not bigger than prison cells. Pedro had changed into  other Mexican clothes and shaved of his beard. He had been the salesman with which Heinrich had argued and drawn Heidi`s attention.

„She`s into his room now. Shall we get her?“, Pedro asked.

„No, let`s wait for a few minutes, until we can hear the bedsprings. So, Heini can have some fun and we will have her totally unprepared.“

Grinning, the two soldiers continued with their cardplay until they indeed could hear a rhythmic creak from the next room. Kilian opened a bag and took out some precut ropes whilst Pedro took some rags. They checked the corridor, then, they sneaked over to their friend`s room.

Through the keyhole, Kilian could see that Heidi was indeed as unconventional as some of the men said: still fully dressed, she was sitting astride of Heinrich who was lying on his back. Heidi`s upper body moved rhythmically and she was expelling little sounds of passion.

„Oh, yeah! Yeah! Yeaaaauuhhhmmmph!“

Quickly, Kilian and Pedro had entered the room and closed the door behind them, not noticed by Heidi who had her back turned towards them. At the same moment, Kilian grabbed her scalp and pressed a rag over her mouth whilst Pedro grabbed her arms. It happened so quickly that Heidi still thrusted her hips agains Heinrich when Kilan had stuffed her mouth and had forced a knotted strip of cloth between her lips and Pedro was finishing tying her wrists.

„Uuuhhmmmm! Mhhmmmph! Hhhrrrrrrr!“

Now, Heidi was squirming and tried to scream through her gag, but it was too late. Kilian completed her gag with another piece of cloth he tied over Heidi`s mouth, covering her face from nose to chin and Pedro grabbed her feet and forced her ankles together behind her back. A minute later, Heidi was tightly hogtied and was lying on the floor, mmphing and wriggling, whilst Heinrich hastily got dressed again.
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Drawing by hugues66

„Couldn`t you have waited five more minutes?“, he panted. Kilian padded his shoulder.

„Well, it seemed that she was a bit too dominant for you. I would prefer her like she is now.“

„Mhhhmmmph! Nnngggg! Hhhrrrmmmmph!“

Pedro had meanwhile controlled the woman`s handbag and showed a little bunch of keys.

„At least, we now have the keys to Elisabeth`s private rooms. Let`s stow this lovely girl here and get on before the change of the guard.“

He grabbed a black piece of cloth from the bed and tossed it to Heinrich. It were Heidi`s knickers which she had of course removed for having sex with him, although she had refused to take off more of her clothes.

„Here, a lasting memory of a short night“, he laughed.

***

Xenia LaFayette had been waiting in her coach for some three hours when she saw that three women were leaving the hotel through the back door where the coach was parked. Though it was quite dark, she could see that one of the women was black.

„Oh my godness, this two silly things had only one job!“

Xenia thought of taking her gun and following the three women, but then, she remembered that she was alone. She only trusted her two maids and so, she would have had to drive the coach by herself. In addition, she wanted to see where Annabelle and Veronica were. So, she waited until Zenobia and her companions had disappeared behind the next corner and then, she sneaked in and went to the corridor where the room of her former slave was. When Xenia listened at the door, she could hear some muffled grunts and moans. Sighing, she opened the door.

„Mmhhmmmph! Uuhhmmmm!“

„Nnnnnggg! Ggghhhhhhhmmmm!“

Xenia closed the door, then, she stepped towards her bound and gagged maids. Angry, she looked down at their half naked forms. With a pair of knickers pulled over each of their heads, the two girls could not see who she was and just moaned through their gags. Xenia bent forward, took one of each girls`s nipples into her hands and squeezed them tightly. Both girls screamed with pain and surprise, bounced in their bonds and flailed with their unbound legs.

„That was only a little taste of what will happen to you if you will disappoint me once more!“, Xenia hissed and ripped the used underwear from her maids`s heads. Annabelle and Veronica looked at her with a mixture of fear, embarrassment and relief.

A few minutes later, both maids were free and were searching through the dresses Andrea and Zenobia had left behind. Annabelle, trying to calm down her Mistress, said:

„They were talking about going back to the USA. So, at least we know which way they will have to take. And sooner or later, we will get them.“

Xenia nodded. She was holding the two pairs of knicker in her hands that had formerly hooded the girls.

„Yes, and then, I will teach this little black bitch what it means disobeying my orders. I think, when I`m ready with her, she will be almost relieved once she is in Cuba in Mr. Drake`s palace and will only have to serve me from time to time.“

***

Arina continued to work on her bonds, though Isabella was feeling more than a bit uneasy by the consequences of this. They were more than thoroughly trussed up, but now, there was a chance to escape.

Short before leaving, their captors had tied each girl at wrists and elbows and their legs at knees and ankles. Then, they had forced them to stand face to face in two groups of two girls. Each pair had then been wrapped in a blanket and stowed under the beds. Viola had decided to leave during the night and wanted the girls as helpless as possible since they were once again away from any human settlement. So, each of the four girls was gagged with a huge rag stuffed into her cheeks and throat, secured by a tight cleave gag and an additional cloth tied over their mouths. Whilst Viola and Inez were driving the cart and being aware of any approaching person, Carmencita and Emilia were sleeping on the beds, just atop of their trussed up captives.

Arina had soon found out that they could wriggle off the blanket if they only tried hard enough to do so. So, she had started to squirm and wriggle. Isabella had squealed with uneasiness and had tried to stop her from pressing and rubbing her nearly naked and sweaty body against her own scantily clad, but bound as she was, she could do little about it. Finally, Arina had managed to roll over and to trap Isabella`s body under hers. She felt trapped between the other woman and the matress of the bed, but now, she could wriggle more easily.

„Uuhhmmmph! Mmhhhhmmmmm! Nnnnnggg!“

Isabella was becoming almost frantic now. Not only was Arina`s entire weight resting on her, she also had to endure her permanent movements that made being cocooned in the blanket even more intolerable.

„To her, it must seem like I am raping her. But I will not give up!“

„Mmmhhmmmm!“

With a triumphant moan, Arina finally managed to shake off the blanket. With some difficulties, she managed to slip from under the bed and lay on her back on the floor between the two beds. Panting, she looked up to Carmencita and Emilia, but they still were sleeping.

Now, Arina found that her desperate fight had brought her to nothing. She was still gagged and tied hand and foot – and with her elbows tied, she had no chance of changing that. Of course, she could have tried to get over to one of the others to work on her ties, but she had already found out that her fellow captives were not as keen on getting in danger whilst getting free like Arina was.

The girl felt something pushing against her panty-clad back. When she shifted her position, she suddenly felt what it was: the latch of the lid in the cart`s floor! Arina was like electrified. If she could open that lid, she could perhaps try to slip through the opening.

With numb fingers, she opened the latch, then, she crawled back and managed to lift it a bit with her feet. With greatest care not to make a sound, she managed to get her feet under the lid and then, inch for inch, she crawled forward.

When Arina`s legs were half through the opening, her feet touched something and got entangled. The same time, the cart clattered over a bump and suddenly, she felt a hard pull to her legs.

„Uuuhhmmmm!“
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Arina landed on her backside and when she looked around, she could see that she now was outside the cart which was slowly continuing it`s way. She tried to raise, but obviously, no one had noticed her escape.

„If one can call it an escape. I am still bound and gagged and dressed only in my knickers and I have no idea where I am now!“

Sighing, Arina tried to roll over to a rock with a sharp edge to get rid of her ties.

***

Elisabeth lived in some rooms in the second floor of the little city`s palace. Two guards were positioned at the main door of her corridor, but there was also a little side entrance. This was locked from the inside, but now, the three men had the key. Kilian knew that inside where only Elisabeth and her other maid, Mitzi. But he had no idea if they had their own rooms or if the young Lady Elisabeth was having her maid around her during the night. Unlike Heidi, Mitzi was quite shy and hardly ever talked to one of the men.

Slowly and without a sound, the three men entered the house through the side entrance and sneaked upstairs. Then, behind the door to the corridor, Pedro held his ear to the door.

„Mitzi, prepare yourself to help me in about 15 minutes“, they heard the Lady call.

„Of course, Madam!“, the maid answered. Then, to the great surprise of the men, she opened the door to the side entrance.

However, Mitzi was even more taken by surprise. Before she could utter a sound, Heinrich had slung an arm around her throat and pressed his biceps on her mouth whilst Kilian trapped her body. Just by luck, Pedro managed to take a bucket from her hands before it could fall down and make some noise.

„Uuuhhhmmmmphhh! Mmhhmmmmph!“

Mitzi was a busty, but petite girl with blonde curls that measured some 5`1``. She really was no match for three grown men and after a few minutes, she was tied to a post with copious amounts of rope and was thoroughly gagged with a piece of cloth stuffing her mouth to the bursting, secured by a cleave gag and an additional cloth tied over the lower half of her face. Also, a rope was tied over her gagged mouth and pressed her head against the post she was tied to. Looking fearful at the men, she mmphed through her gag.
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Drawing by hugues66

Kilian oppressed the desire to find out if her big boobs were as firm as they looked like and took a look at the bucket. It still contained a little water and smelled from soap. Grinning, he turned towards his colleagues and hissed:

„It seems as if Madame is taking a bath right now. Maybe, this job will not be a pleasure because of the money.“

Heinrich and Pedro smiled, too. Preud`homme`s orders had been quite clear: get Lady Elisabeth away from the city and hide her at San Juan`s monastery until they would get new orders. He had also told them not to hurt the Lady and to wear civilian clothes to make it believable that the kidnapping had been done by someone from outside.

But Preud`homme had not told them that they were not allowed to have some fun with their captive. And also, he had not told them that Elisabeth had to be dressed during her abduction.

„If he had wanted us to behave well and educated, he should have given the job to some choire boys“, Kilian thought.

Then, he ordered the others to follow him to Lady Elisabeth`s sleeping room.

***