„Just close your eyes, stop thinking and enjoy!“
Zenobia would have laughed at the memory of that saying, but her stifling gag prevented her from doing so. the fact that her face was covered with sweat had prevented the leather tied over the lower half of her face from drying completely, but it was tight and snug and fit like a second skin, putting additional pressure to her cleave gag and Paloma`s knickers stuffing her cheeks and throat. She could utter only the faintest of sounds.
The relationship between Andrea and her had started more than absurd. Being kidnapped and tied together naked, gagged and with a rope through both their crotches, Zenobia and Andrea had encountered some very intense and sexual moments, long before they had had their first kiss or even talked about what they were feeling for each other. It had been some months later – and after some more enforced intimacy – that they had finally been able to exchange a passionate kiss. In the weeks that had followed, during their travels through China and later on the ship, they had peu a peu developed a consensual relationship. Andrea had been the more shy of them and so, Zenobia had taken the lead in showing her that their relationship, though by most people considered as unnatural, was nothing to worry about. Whenever Andrea had shown to be reluctant, she had kissed her gently, smiled and said:
„Just close your eyes, stop thinking and enjoy!“
Andrea had obeyed and soon, she had proved that she was not only a willing pupil, but also a hidden volcano. Zenobia sometimes was a little afraid of the power of the fire she had ignited.
But now, Andrea was away and she was tied once more in an inescapable bondage, once again stark naked. Her arms were folded behind her back and with her fingers wrapped in leather, there was nothing she could do about that. She was forced to sit with her legs folded into a triangle and her mouthfilling gag did not only muffle her screams, but the taste of Paloma`s perfume and body also made her retch.
This all would have been somewhere between inconvenient and torturous, but in the least arousing. But that was not the end of it. Zenobia was sitting opposite to Paloma, who was tied in the same way, and a rope running through her crotch was tied off to Paloma`s crotch rope. This rope was so tight that whenever one of the two women tried to sit down completely, the rope tried to find a way deeper between their legs. But the alternative was thrusting out the pelvis, a straining position none of the girls could stand for more than a few minutes.
The movements of the cart did more to make the rope continuously massaging her most intimate part. There was not a secont the cart was not rocking and shaking, forcing the captives to move in the rhythm of the cart.
„Mmmmhhmmmmmm!“
Zenobia screamed with frustration. Had she been alone, or tied together with Andrea, she had long given in to the perpetual caressing of her tender flesh. But she still felt like she had betrayed her lover with Paloma during the last night. The young Mexican glanced at her, blushing slightly and panting through her nose. Zenobia could see that Paloma was trying to oppress the feeling growing in her womb.
„The poor thing, she must feel even more guilty than I do! At least, I know that I like women!“
„Mmhhmmph!“
Zenobia`s thoughts got distracted by a grunt from Arina who was sitting next to her, their right thighs tied tightly together. Arina`s knee was next to Zenobia`s hip and vice versa and she could look directly at the young Russian`s erected nipples and glistering crotch. Her crotch rope was tied to the floor and she was leaning back to back to Isabella. According to the indignant grunts of the Mexican, Isabella definitely did not enjoy the great proximity of another naked woman, but Arina obviously was already in the grip of passion. She lowered her eyes when she saw that Zenobia was looking at her and her cheeks reddened.
„Oh, please, don`t mind me, there is no need to be formal!“, Zenobia thought and giggled involuntarily. Then, she shuddered. It was as if her little outburst of laughter had told her body that it was okay to give in. The rope had slid inside her – and tied as she was, there was no way to get it out again on her own accord. Now, the fibres of the rough hemp rope tickled her even more, causing her to cringe and to accelerate her moves. Sighing, Zenobia closed her eyes. She knew that this would make things even worse, but she could not stand the looks of both Paloma and Arina any longer.
„Uuhhhmmmm! Mmmhhmmmmmm! Hhhhrrrrmmmmmm!“
Zenobia concentrated on her growing passion. She vaguely felt Arina`s hot thigh pressing against her own, but she faded out any thought about the other girl. More and more, the dams between her lust and her sense of modesty and devotedness towards Andrea were washed away.
„Forgive me, beloved, but this is more than I can stand!“
„Mmmmhhmmmm! Uuhhhhmmmmmm! Mph! Mph!“
Distraction! Wonderful distraction! Zenobia moved faster and faster, allowing the rope to tease her swollen clit and to get her closer and closer to that wonderful paradise where there was no place for humiliation, fear or pain. When the cart hit a bump, forcing her to jump from her seat the little her tight bondage allowed, this was too much for her self control. Thrashing and trembling helplessly, Zenobia climaxed, screaming into Paloma`s knickers and almost fainting from hyperventilating through her nose.
Not daring to open her eyes, Zenobia tried to hold that wonderful feeling for as long as possible. A tug on her crotch rope told her that Paloma had not been indifferent to her movements. She could also hear some muffled grunting and mewing, telling her that she was not the only one rersponding to the teasing way they were tied.
„As long as I keep my eyes closed, I can keep up the illusion that this is just a terrible, but exiting dream!“
She still was aroused and so, she tried to increase the fire still burning inside her by moving her hips and to do the only escape possible – back into the land of passion.
Arina could feel that her companion was moving faster once again, but she also had her eyes closed. First, being tied like she was had been just irritating. After all, being tied up and gagged naked and with a rope parting her labia was not especially new to her. But now, she could see what effect such a rope could have in addition to causing pain and making her feel helpless. The strand of hemp tickled and teased her and she still felt a bit curious about how someone could react in such a way to being bound and gagged. She remembered when she had rescued Zenobia and Andrea the year before. The Black now was acting the same way as she had done then. Her hips were moving rhythmically, her breasts were heaving and she let out guttural groans, sometimes interrupted by high pitched sighs.
„Uuhhmmmm! Hhmmmmmm! Uhhmmph!“
Arina had always been shy about her body, though she had also been quite interested in exploring her desires when she was alone. But now, she saw no need in holding back her feeling any longer. After all, she was not the only one who gave in to the massage of her pubic area.
Aurora, who was sitting opposite to her left, had obviously given up resistance some time ago, since the moans that Arina could hear from her were not such of fear or pain. She could not see Paloma, but despite being thoroughly gagged, the girl had managed to become quite vocally when Zenobia and she had found the peak of extasy. She could not see or hear Marita, who was sitting behind her, but Isabella had stopped her frantic flailing and was now moving more slowly, too. If even the strong and calm Isabella was allowing her body to react to her crotch rope, then who was Arina to resist?
„Uuuhhmmm! Mmhhmmmmm! Uuuhhmmmmm! Mph!“
Arina felt a warm and pleasant tingle radiating from her womb and she accelerated her moves. This was it! This was the feeling her friends had sometimes giggled about! It was-
PLOP!
Arina made a small hop in her seat when the end of her crotch rope got loose from the hatch it was tied off to. Then, she more and more realized that now, the constant caressing of her most intimate parts had stopped. The rope still was inside her, but now, when it was no longer fixed to anything, it was just irritating her.
„Hhhrrrmmmmph! Uuhhmmmmm!“
Groaning, Arina tried to conserve her arousal, but tied up as she was, this was to no avail. Trembling with frustration and with tears in her eyes, Arina had to face the fact that release was not meant for her.
So, all she could do was to watch as her five companions reached the peak of pleasure again and again. Her constant movements and the rocking of the cart forced her to shake about, rub her naked body against that of Isabella, Zenobia and Aurora. Arina tried to flail about and screamed through the used knickers stuffing her mouth, but she just was an unwilling and helpless witness of her friends`s passion.
So, after what seemed ages, Arina was the only one who still was awake when the cart came to a halt and a man`s voice could be heard from outside.
***
During the day, Kilian, Heinrich and Pedro had come to the conclusion that Preud`homme had obviously not thought about sending a messenger to them. They were here on their own and their opportunities all were not very tempting.
None of them wanted to kill the two maids, and leaving them here meant condemning them to die from hunger and thirst. But if they let them go, Mitzi and Heidi could attract someone`s attention before they had made their getaway – which would take them a while, since they had no horses.
In addition, they only had some 14 Dollars alltogether. Now, they cursed for not having taken some of Elisabeth`s jewelry with them. All they possessed was their weapons, their clothes and some food for a few more days.
„Of course, we could put up a heroic last stand if the Republicans arrive. Like the Legion did in Camerone, four years ago.“
Camerone, the little fortress where a small group of Legionnaires had fought off thousands of Mexicans, had become a myth within the Legion. However, the prospect of dying in battle was nothing one of the three would prefer. They were no cowards, but they all still were young men who wanted to enjoy life a bit longer.
„If they have a cannon, they don`t even have to do anything that would allow us to kill some of them. All they have to do is to wait or to shoot us from the distance“, Pedro grunted.
Suddenly, they heard Kilian quickly come down from the tower. Moments later, he told his comrades:
„There`s a cart coming along the road! Looks like a showman`s cart! Or rather a showwomen`s cart, since I could only see four women sitting on it. They have six horses leashed to their cart, so, maybe, we can come to terms.“
Climbing the walls, they all watched the approaching cart. Through their binoculars, they could see that there were indeed four girls sitting on top of it. They all were armed and after Kilian`s encounter with the little Chinese, they would not again make the mistake of underestimating a woman.
„There is only one possibility! We have to get them here and take them by surprise! Hide yourselves, I will try my very best!“, Kilian said and walked down the little path leading from the monastery to the main road to Torreon. Kilian was wearing civilian clothes and he had only his revolver with him.
Waving his hands, he made the cart stop and spoke to the woman holding the reins. As he approached, the other three were pointing at him with their guns.
„Senoritas, please, a word!“
Staying some 10 yards away, he told the girls that the Republicans had taken Torreon and that it could be dangerous for a group of young, pretty women to enter a city filled with drunken soldiers. However, to his surprise, the four girls cheered and fired their weapons into the air.
„So, the good side has finally won! If I had money, I would give you ten Dollars for the good news!“, the one who obviously was the leader of the group yelled.
Kilian had to think quickly. If they continued their way, they would not be able to lay their hands on the horses. But even if he fired by surprise, he would not be able to get them all before they would kill him.
„But, Senoritas, do you really want to go into a city full with soldiers that are looting and celebrating their victory? They might not care wether you are supporting their side or not.“
The woman seemed to think about something, for she smiled sardonically. Then, she answered:
„Well, let`s say that we have something to distract them from us. By the way, what are you doing here? You don`t look like a hermit to me.“
Now, there was the straw Kilian could reach for! He decided to tell the girls some of the truth to sound more convincing.
„I am – or was – a member of the French Foreign Legion. I ran away when they thought of defending Torreon to the last man. But now, it seems that the Imperialists have already withdrawn from the city.“
„Well, just try to keep away from our troops. They don`t like members of the Legion!“, Viola answered and wanted to make the horses to walk on. However, Kilian raised his hand.
„Have you noticed that one of your wheels is about to slip from the shaft? One more mile and you will loose it. Maybe, I could help you. There are some old, but still useful tools up in the monastery and if I help you fixing it, well, maybe you will sell me one of your horses as a compensation.“
Viola told Emilia to have a look at the wheel. It did indeed look a bit shaky and besides, they all needed a rest from their trip. Of course, if they repaired the cart, the man would perhaps recognize the six naked, bound and gagged women inside, but then, they could easily persuade him to do as if he hadn`t seen anything. At least, they were four.
„Get up and open the door for us, we will follow you!“
Kilian obeyed and could see that the cart was indeed following him. He saw that the three women not driving were looking around cautiously. Obviously, they were prepared for an ambush and he hoped that Pedro and Heinrich would be one step ahead.
Slowly, he leaned against the wooden door, opening it for the cart. To his surprise, neither of the two others was hiding behind the wall. So, they either had a very cunning plan or they had just decided that he was disposable.
Once the cart was inside the little court, it turned out that Kilian`s worries had been unfounded. When a sound was heard from one of the trees, the girls were distracted for the moment Pedro and Heinrich needed to jump from their covers and to aim at the four girls. Quickly, Kilian drew his revolver, too.
For a few seconds, the seven persons stared at each other. Then, Pedro, who of course spoke the best Spanish, broke the silence:
„We can fight and maybe, you win. But on the other hand-“
BANG! BANG!
Heinrich, who had always been one of the best snipers in the company, fired two rounds and the guns flew from the hands of Carmencita and Inez. It was the old mistake many people made: if you talked to them, they waited for you to finish your sentence. So, Heinrich had fired whilst Pedro still was talking.
Emilia fired at Pedro who threw himself aside. But now, she realized that standing alone against three armed men was not a good position at all. With a curse, she threw away her gun.
Viola could not believe what had happened. Within seconds, their position had turned from being superior into being disarmed and threatened by three men. Her own gun was still in her belt, but she didn`t dare to touch it. Carmencita and Inez were still standing there, obviously surprised by the fact that Heinrich hadn`t hurt them at all.
„Now, Senoritas, would you please come off the cart with your hands raised. Maybe, we find a solution where we are happy and none of you will get hurt.“
***
Lien frowned when she saw the cart drive into the court and then heard some shooting. Obviously, the men who still had Elisabeth`s maids in their clutches had now overpowered the girls whom she had to do with before. She had seen that the man whom she had freed Elisabeth from had lured the cart to follow him up the hill. So, they maybe wanted the cart or the horses for their getaway. She tried to get a glimpse of what was going on inside the court, but from her position, she could only see that the women now were climbing off the cart.
„If they leave, I can easily follow their tracks. But now, I will tell that blonde what has happened, or she will pee her panties!“
After a last look, Lien sneaked back to where her horse was hidden and quickly rode back to the lake where she had left Elisabeth behind.
However, her concerns would have been unfounded. Elisabeth was in no condition to pee her panties – for these were currently resting inside Andrea`s mouth.
Immediately after Xenia had disarmed her, the three women had made short work of Elisabeth. At gunpoint, she had to strip nude and Veronica took the silk jacket to cover herself. Then, they had tied her arms at wrists and elbows and forced her to wait when they freed Andrea from her bonds and her stifling gag. The dust-covered, totally exhausted woman crawled for the lake and refreshed herself, too worn out to think of resisting. However, her relieve was short-lived.
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Xenia forced her to taker off her knickers and Annabelle tied her arms at wrists and elbows, too. Then, she picked up the sweaty knickers and balled them up in her fist. Elisabeth knew what was coming and clamped her mouth shut, but Xenia just grabbed her scalp and forced her head back. Annabelle stuffed the foul tasting undergarment into the blonde`s mouth and secured it with one of the scarves that had been used to gag Andrea, tying it tightly between her lips.
When Andrea was gagged with Elisabeth`s (or rather Heidi`s) knickers and a cleave gag, too, and both were also blindfolded by two more scarves, Veronica took the ropes still attached to the horses and tied the other ends around both women`s necks. Andrea knew the drill, but Elisabeth tried to resist when the three women mounted their horses and started their trip.
Andrea still was more than exhausted and had to stagger, but unless Elisabeth, she tried to follow the horse. But Elisabeth slipped and was now hanging on her neck for some terrible seconds before she managed to get up again, retching and grunting as she tried to keep up with the horse. Unable to see the ground, it was even more difficult to walk, but their captors showed no mercy.
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Luckily, their trip wasn`t long. After only some half an hour, Xenia halted the group and pointed to a little group of buildings on a hill some half a mile away.
Elisabeth groaned with fear when Annabelle loosened the rope from her pommel, threw it over the branch of a nearby tree – and pulled.
„Nnnnngggg! Hhhrrmmm!“
Elisabeth protested as the noose tightened around her neck and she was forced to stand directly under the branch. Annabelle pulled until Elisabeth was forced to stand on the tips of her toes before she tied the rope off to the tree`s trunk.
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„We will see if we can start negotiations with your former abductors.“
Before they had gagged her, Xenia had gotten all the information about Elisabeth`s abduction she needed from her. The frightened girl had just tried to arouse Xenia`s compassion, but she had only seen a possibility to get some money.
„We will send Andrea as our ambassador. If she will not be back within half an hour, we will try to get away as soon as possible. And if they try to get us, too, we will refuse to say where you are. So, you better pray for our successful return.“
Elisabeth could only utter a faint croak, but her trembling told Xenia that the young blonde had understood her less than appealing alternatives. Trying desperately to keep her straining position, she sobbed into her gag and her blindfold absorbed her tears as the others disappeared over the next hill.
When they were still some 500 yards away from the monastery, they could hear some shots and could see a coloured cart drawn by six horses. They hid behind a rock, forcing the still bound, gagged, blindfolded and leashed Andrea to do the same.
From the distance, it was difficult to see details, but when the cart was standing inside the monastery`s court and they heard two more shots, Annabelle had found a position from where she could watch the scenery. When she came back to the group, she seemed more than exited.
„They have brought the women who have been riding the cart inside. Maybe, they have restrained them, after all, they took their time. There are three men, as the blonde has told us. But then-“
She hesitated and suddenly smiled a bit. Eagerly, Xenia told her to continue.
„Then, they came back for the cart and opened it. It seems that there had been some hostages in it. Naked and trussed up. And one of these women definitely did not have her dark complexion just from the sun!“
Andrea gasped when Annabelle mentioned that. So, Zenobia was inside the monastery! Xenia grabbed her chin, removed Andrea`s blindfold and forced her to look directly into her eyes:
„As you have heard, your little friend is inside that monastery. Perhaps, that will make you more willingly to do what we tell you.“
„Mmhhmmmph!“
Xenia whispered something into Veronica`s ear and reached for the only saddle bag they still had. Lien had not thrown it away because it had been so small, but it contained a notebook and a pencil. Whilst she was writing a few lines, Veronica threaded the rope dangling from Andrea`s neck and took the end to tie her ankles in a way that the girl could walk slowly, but not run. In addition, she had to bent forward slightly to not tighten the noose around her neck.
„Mmhhmmph!“, she protested, looking defiantly at Xenia who had now folded her message and rolled the scarf that had blindfolded Andreas into a narrow band. Taking this, she pressed the sheet over Andrea`s mouth and used the cloth to secure it. Andrea grunted when an edge of the paper tickled her nose.
„Better don`t lose that! So, here`s what you will do: go to the monastery and tell them to read my letter. If they decide to keep you gagged and to just read it, I don`t mind either. If you try to run away, Elisabeth will die. If they will not do what we tell them – Elisabeth will die. Even if you can persuade them to help you, you would not be able to find your way back to where we have left her, at least not before it`s to late. So, just go there and behave. After all, you will see your black friend again.“
Andrea grunted with anger, but she saw indeed no point in disobeying Xenia`s orders and so, the naked, bound and gagged woman slowly walked towards the monastery.
***
Inside the walls of San Juan monastery, the three men where a bit overwhelmed about what they had discovered when searching the cart. They had stowed Viola and her accomplices in the torture chamber who now was a bit overcrowded by the six girls that were there, trussed up and gagged. When they had come back, they had noticed som e faint noises coming from inside the cart.
With raised gun, Kilian had opened the back door – and had nearly landed on his backside when a gush of warm, smelly air reached his senses. Then, his eyes fell on the six naked, bound and gagged women sitting there, tied tightly and with open legs and stowed so narrow to each other that their skins were constantly rubbing against the other`s. They looked at him with a mixture of humiliation, fear and relief. Obviously, they thought that their ordeal now was over.
Kilan cleaned his misty glasses, then, he löooked again, accompanied by Heinrich and Pedro. Indeed, there were six women, now mmphing weakly through their gags. Four of them were Mexican, one had brown hair and one was a Black. All their hair was dishevelled and they were covered with sweat all over.
„If it`s just sweat“, he thought involuntarily and looked at the girls`s upright nipples, their reddened faces and the glistering between their legs. As far as he could see, a rope was threaded between each woman`s legs, although the brown haired one seemed to have loosened hers. This girl also seemed to be the most alert, for she squirmed and mmphed through the black leather band tied tightly over her mouth. The others seemed to be more exhausted and, according to the treacherous fragrance still lying in the air, Kilian could guess why they were in such a mess.
„Now, that makes up the dozen“, Heinrich breathed.
When the girls more vocally demanded that they would free them, Kilian regained some of his senses:
„Well, we can decide what to do with these later. First, let`s get them out of this cart. We will leave them gagged and with their arms tied, but let`s release their legs and get them out.“
Heinrich loosened Marita`s legs and freed her from the iron ring her arms had been tied to. She staggered when he forced her to step down the little ladder. Then, she squirmed and pressed her thighs together.
„Oh, of course, let me assist you.“
Heinrich peeled the rope from between her legs and held her arm, allowing her to crouch. Marita blushed and turned her head away, but after a few seconds, she peed, sighing with relief. When he led her inside, she offered no resistance. Obviously, she was too exhausted to even feel embarrassed anymore.
Quickly, Heinrich took the rope dangling from her bound arms to tie her ankles, leaving Marita in a hogtie. He decided to leave her in the corridor until they had decided what to do with all their captives. The girl mewed when her nude body touched the cold stones, but Heinrich went outside to fetch the other girls.
One by one, they stowed the other five women inside the building. The next one was Aurora who too relieved her bladder in front of the watching men whilst Isabella took all that was left of her strength to resist that urge. She had been forced to climax involuntarily, although her strong will had meant that it had happened to her only once. But now, Isabella tried to be as dignified as her naked, bound and gagged predicament allowed.
Arina, who all in all had had to witness no less than 17 orgasms by her companions whilst she had been unable to get some fun from the loose rope between her legs, tried to break free when she was led outside the cart, but she was no match for the three men and soon found herself lying on the cold floor in a strict hogtie, too.
Whilst Paloma cried when she had to pee in front of the men and finally fainted when they put her into a hogtie, Zenobia just obeyed nature with a sigh of relief. This humiliation, she had been forced just once too often to still care. She felt pity for her unconscious companion, but now, she also was glad to have some break from the exhausting, albeit exiting, cart trip.
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Having stowed the girls, the three men decided to smoke before they would decide what to do next. What had started with one girl that had been naked, bound and gagged in their hands had now become a dozen! And the original girl wasn`t even among these women! Although they now had horses and even a cart, Kilian did not think that their muddled situation had changed for the better for them.
„Madre de dios!“, Pedro suddenly uttered, looking at the court`s door.
The other two looked into the same direction and their eyes widened. Through the open door, yet another naked, bound and gagged woman was staggering.
***