Rose had finally given up struggling against her bonds, gag and blindfold. Once Curt had carried her for a few hundred yards, he had placed her on a pile of cloths or furs that were slightly shaking. Obviously, he had put her into a canoe. He then had loosened the ends of her cleave gag from her heels, allowing her to stretch her body a bit. However, her arms were still tied behind her back and her ankles were still tied to her thighs, making her legs ache. Her mouth still was stuffed with the pair of knickers she had been wearing for three days now. Rose shuddered from disgust whenever she swallowed some saliva. Her blindfold prevented her from seeing anything and Curt hadn`t said a word since her abduction. She only knew that they were somewhere in the marshes, the canoe slowly finding it`s way to wherever Curt wanted to get her.
When she had stopped squirming inher bonds and screaming through her gag, Rose had tried to calm down and to think what Curt had in mind. He had always been very gentle and if he had intended to rape her, he could have done so at her house. She was not rich and had no relatives who would pay a ransom and despite she still was quite a sight, she now was 37 – not the typical prey for a white slaver.
A small, irrational voice in her mind told her that perhaps Curt was only playing a game. Sooner or later, he would free her, apologize – and love her as he had never done before. However, as the time passed, these thoughts more and more died away. She had fallen into the clutches of a real criminal and was heading towards a terrible fate.
***
„Damn this job, it`s so boring!“
Winona O`Meare slammed the folder on the desk. When she had returned from her last mission at a small town called White Skull, Arizona, last year, she had been far from being successful. To be exactly, some people from the town had found her naked, gagged and thoroughly trussed up in the bank house. Her colleague had left her there because she had tried to betray him and so, she had had no other chance than to return to Major Parker, her superior.
To her surprise, he hadn`t sent her back into the dungeon of his headquarter. Obviously, her former colleague had persuaded him to be nice to her. However, what he had in store for her was some kind of punishment, too.
He had sent her as a secretary and housekeeper to a Sergeant Rich, who administered a small fort at Cape Sable. This fort was actually not much more than a lighthouse and a few huts and there were only four soldiers there. The Sergeant`s job was to watch the sea strait for suspicious ships – since the end of the war a rather boring thing to do. Every few days, he had to send a report to his superior and so, Winona`s work was to cook, clean the house and do the washing. It was not much work to do and the soldiers were quite friendly and even polite to her – but for the former agent, it was dead boring.
So, she almost jumped from her chair when one of the soldiers knocked at the door, telling her that there was a guest asking for her - a woman.
Winona frowned. Except for Rich and his men, only Major Parker knew she was here. But why should he send her a female colleague. However, when her guest entered, Winona fell back on her chair from sheer surprise. The blonde woman was Alinda Knowles, her former colleague who had been her enemy during the war.
Winona gasped and wiped her eyes, but it really was Alinda. The last time they had seen each other, more than a year ago, Alinda had been able to free herself from her straightjacket and to overpower Winona. She had left in the redhead`s clothes and disappeared, leaving Winona to be punished severely.
„Close your mouth, or flies will get in.“
Winona regained her senses.
„You? What the hell are you doing here, you-“
Without a word, Alinda threw a folded letter on the desk. Winona slowly opened it and read it. The letter was an official pardon, signed by Major Parker. Now, Alinda was officially allowed to go wherever she wanted, without having to be afraid of prosecution.
„But – why are you here? Has the Major sent you? Are – are we supposed to work together again?“
Winona didn`t like the idea of working together with her former enemy, but she even more hated the idea of dying from boredom. However, Alinda shook her head.
„I am no longer a member of the Special Branch. But I have a – personal problem. A Problem where only you can help me. Or let`s say, where only you will help me.“
Now, Winona really was curious and leaned forward. Not only did she want to hear what Alinda had to say. She had also recognized that her former rival was quite and almost subdued.
„You sure remember my aunt, Clarissa?“
Winona nodded impatiently. Though she and Alinda had become sworn enemies, her own aunt, Niamh O`Meare, and Alinda`s aunt Clarissa had always been best friends. The two women had even shared a flat and worked together selling belletristic literature in New York. However, Winona had lost contact at the beginning of the war more than five years ago when Niamh and Clarissa had moved to Miami where Clarissa had inherited a little flat.
„Auntie Clarissa. She and Auntie Niamh must be 40 by now.“
Alinda smiled involuntarily.
„They are both 39. And as you sure remember, they always hatet being called ,Auntie`, since they both considered it sounded as if they were little old Ladies and not the attractive women they were.“ Then, Alinda became sincere. „Well, Auntie Clarissa has disappeared about a month ago.“
Alinda told that immediately after she had been pardoned by the government, she had decided to spend a visit to her aunt and had sent a letter to Miami, only to hear that the two were about to leave for New Orleans. They wanted to go by ship, but Alinda had decided to take the train and to wait for them in New Orleans.
However, when the ship had arrived, neither Clarissa nor Niamh had been aboard. None of the crew could tell exactly when they had seen the two Ladies last, for the ship stopped at every bigger settlement at the coast and there had been a coming and going of passengers. However, Alinda had found out that they definitely had been on the boat when it had passed the Florida Keys.
„So, I decided to start my search here. I haven`t got much money left, but now, I will at least no longer be alone. I know we had our differences during the last years, but now, it`s your aunt as well as mine.“
Winona was perplexed to see a pleading look in Alinda`s eyes. Her rival really must be upset if she was almost begging for her to help her. Then, she more and more realized that possibly her own aunt was in danger, too. Winona had lost contact, but on the other hand, she was an Irish woman and family mattered to her.
„Well, what`s your plan?“
„Combing the places where the ship has stopped on it`s route, one by one. It`s not the best plan, I know, but what else can I do?“
For a moment, Winona allowed herself to enjoy the despair in Alinda`s eyes. Then, she took the blonde`s hand.
„I will help you. But remember two things: I still don`t trust you and once we have found the Aunties, we will go our ways!“
***
It was not before the middle of the night when Wilson and his two captives finally reached a small hut where he intended to spend the night. Both girls were more than relieved when their strenuous trip finally came to an end. Having to walk with their heads tied together by a long stick definitely was not an easy task, though the large wooden branch was surprisingly light, albeit quite strong.
Whenever either Virginia or Caroline had slipped, it had been hard for both to keep balance. Wilson had tried to help them finding their way and he had also helped them to pass difficult parts on their way. However, he was not their friend, but their captor and so, they still were more than afraid of this man. In addition, he had always taken the chance of groping them when he had helped them to their feet or assisted them in getting over a hole. Especially Caroline`s big breasts had been of interest and now, the girl`s first blouse buttons were gone, revealing the top of her camisole.
Both women`s legs ached, their arms hurt from being bound and their mouths were parched from being gagged for hours.
„Right, Ladies, enough for today, we will spend the night here. Behave and you will be given food and water and will be allowed to lie down for sleeping. Try anything silly and you will spend the night tied to that stick, but standing in the water to your neck, moored next to my canoe.“
He also told them that they would do their tomorrow`s trip on the canoe and so, they could rest. Then, he ignited a little campfire. All the time, Virginia and Caroline stood there on weak legs. They did not dare to sit down for they feared they would not be able to get up again without help. When the fire was burning, Wilson came back and turned to Virginia.
„You see that bush over there? You may hide behind it to do whatever you need. If you don`t try to run away, it`s enough if I can see your head. I will loosen your ties a bit so you can help yourself. Do you understand?“
„Mmmhhmmm!“
Wilson loosened the belt around her arms and upper body and cuffed her hands in front of her. Virginia waited for him to release her from the stick or to ungag her, but he just stepped one step away. Immediately, Virginia reached for her gag, yanked the cleave from her mouth and spat out the gag wad. Her hoarse scream died away in the forest and Wilson just smiled. However, when she wanted to work on the thongs trapping her neck, he reached for his rifle.
„Leave that and just go, or you will have to do here, in front of my eyes.“
„You filthy bastard!“
Wilson just shrugged and so, with tears in her eyes, Virginia stumbled to the bush, forcing Caroline to follow her. When she crouched and reached for her knickers to peel them down, she saw Wilson watch and blushed all over.
„You need help?“, he asked when she was trying to get her knickers back in place. Virginia cursed at him and accelerated her moves.
When she had come back, Caroline was allowed to relieve herself, too. Then, Wilson took another pair of handcuffs and tied Caroline`s left ankle to Virginia`s right after he had released them from the stick. Now, they were allowed to eat. After they had had their baked beans, Wilson prepared two makeshift beds for them by draping a blanket over the grass near the fire.
„I will leave you tied like that so you can sleep. If you scream, there is no one to hear you, but if you wake me up, you will be gagged again immediately. Now, just relax, tomorrow will be a long day.“
As a precaution, he took another pair of handcuffs and tied Virginia`s free ankle to one of the posts the hut was built upon. Then, he disappeared in the hut.
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The frightened girls tried to work on their cuffs, but to no avail. And even if they would have been able to get free, even when they could have run away, they still had no idea where they were and sure would get lost in this jungle. So, they just tried to console each other and to wait for a better opportunity to get away.
„Perhaps, if we behave well, he will become careless and free us completely. Then, we must try to get his rifle and kill him. With him out of our way, with the gun and the canoe, we might have a chance of escaping.“
***
With no chance of loosening her bonds and getting no reaction to her moans, Rose had finally fallen in a dozy state, waiting for whatever Curt would do to her. First, she had tried to guess their direction, but a boat wasn`t a coach and so, she didn`t even realize if Curt changed the direction just a bit. In addition, the sounds of the jungle stifled any sound that could have herped her orientating.
Suddenly, the canoe came to a halt. Rose moaned through her gag as she felt Curt loosen her leg ties. She screamed into the knickers in her mouth as she painfully stretched her limbs for the first time in hours. Then, she weakly flailed as Curt began massaging her legs. However, he seemed to have no other intention than to help her to be able to walk again, for after a while he gently helped her out of the boat.
On staggering legs and aided by Curt, Rose was pushed along a path, up some steps and then, a gentle grip at her shoulder made her stop.
„Thank you, Curt, you may release her blindfold now“, a female voice said.
Rose blinked when the scarf was untied from her eyes and she could see only some bright lights. Then, her eyes adjusted to the light and she looked around in panic. She found herself on a large veranda, lit by several candelabras. Directly in front of her, a woman was lolling on a sofa. She was dressed in a white silky bathrobe with a lacy rim and had long black hair. Rose had never seen her before. The woman, who seemed to be about her age, had a slender figure, a pale skin and somehow looked aristocratic.
Beside her, another black haired woman was standing. She was wearing a similar bathrobe and looked quite the same as the woman on the sofa, though she was some 15 years younger. However, it were the two women standing behind the sofa that made Rose gasp with horror and fascination.
These two women were totally naked, except for some of the most strange things Rose had ever seen. They had iron belts around their waists that were some three inches wide. Attached to the sides were short, very short chains that ended in manacles tied around the women`s wrists. The chains allowed them to keep huge fans made of ostrich feathers in their hands and they moved them slightly, cooling the skin of the sitting woman.
Attached to the belts, there were broad leather bands reaching down vertically and disappearing between their legs. These bands seemed to serve as a concession towards modesty, since they covered most of the women`s pubic hair and their most intimate parts.
The women`s upper bodies were completely uncovered, but they had an iron device tied over their necks and the lower part of their faces. This – well, thing was sulptured more or less to the contours of their faces and fit tight around the women`s necks and mouths. Their eyes and hair, however, were uncovered and Rose realized with horror that she knew one of these naked captives.
One, a black haired, buxom woman with an inexpressively look that despite her pale skin looked somehow Mexican, she had never seen before, but the slightly smaller woman with the maroon hair was Scarlett Sanders. Scarlett had worked at the Saloon for a few months, but when the steamboat had been at New Hope, she had disappeared. Since her few belongings had vanished, too, everyone had thought that she had left for a bigger city. But obviously, she had been abducted, too!
„Mmhhhmmmph!“
Rose tried to communicate through her gag and Scarlett blushed slightly and let out a small sound. Obviously, her iron mask was hiding a gag. The other woman didn`t even stop fanning and now, the woman on the sofa spoke again:
„Mrs. Callahan – or may I call you Rose, since we are all quite familiar here, as you can see.“
To Rose`s horror and astonishment, she reached up and caressed one of the black haired woman`s breasts. The captive`s eyes widened a bit, but she did not draw back or make a sound.
„It took me some time to get Joanna and Scarlett“, now, she caressed the other`s breast, too, „to be as docile as they are now. But maybe, you are even easier to handle. Otherwise, my dear Nathalie“, she pointed at the standing girl who smiled and slightly bowed, „will have to teach you manners.“
„Mmhhmmph! Uuuhhhhmmmm!“
„Oh, don`t be like that. I know that you think that something terrible has happened to you. But i can promise, if you decide to be a good, obedient girl, your stay here will be almost a pleasure. There is not much work to be done and now, you are three to share it. Maybe, you will be even more soon.“
Rose tried to say something, but now, the woman rose.
„My name is Laura, but you will call me Mistress – on the few occasions when you will be allowed to speak. I prefer my servants silent – silent, but obedient. By the way, Joanna, Scarlett, please wait in my bedroom. I will show Rose a bit of the house before she will either join us – or the others.“
The two naked women bowed and left. When they passed the door, Rose could see that the other end of the leather band was padlocked to the belt above their butts. They walked in a strange way, rocking their hips and somehow staggering slightly.
Rose squealed as Curt grabbed her shoulder and directed her to follow Laura and Nathalie inside. The first room was a large living room, equipped with some luxurious furniture. From that, six doors went to adjacent rooms.
„Here in the swamps, we can`t build houses equipped with cellars and since I don`t want my house to be seen from the distance, I haven`t got an upper floor either. However, it`s sufficient for me, Nathalie and my servants.“
Rose had seen the two bound and gagged women disappear behind one of the doors. So, this was obviously the bedroom. However, Curt directed her to another door.
„Maybe, you can visit the library later and you sure are not interested in Nathalie`s or Curt`s rooms. However, I want to show you something.“
She opened the door and Curt led Rose to have a look at what was inside. The room was lit by a large oil lamp and what she could see made Rose almost faint and she screamed with fear.
On the floor of the room that was empty except for some large cupboards, two naked women were lying on their bellies. Each had her arms trapped in a black leather sheath that covered them from the tips of their fingers to almost their shoulders. Rose could see that her shoulder blades were arched back and that the sheath was laced so tight that the womes elbows were crushed together. Tight straps over their shoulders prevented these sheaths from slipping down.
The women were lying face to face, their noses touching each other. Each had her ankles tied to the ends of a long stick, forcing her to keep her legs spread obscenely wide. From the middle of the stick, a rope went over a hook in the ceiling and down to where it disappeared between the other`s buttocks. A similar rope connected the other`s crotch to her companion`s spreader bar.
Rose gulped when she fully understood the perfidy of that arrangement. Whenever one of the women tried to lower her legs the slightest bit, she was pulling on the rope that sure not only bisected her buttocks, but also her labia. The ropes were pulled so tight that the women`s legs and even their loins were completely lifted from the floor, forcing both captives to carry all their weight on their breasts mashed under their bodies.
The women were wearing similar iron gag masks as Joanna and Scarlett, but these were obviously welded together at the front, making the two women look as if they were kissing and forcing them to keep their heads in that uncomfortable position. Through the tresses of blonde or respectively red hair, Rose could see that the two women were also blindfolded with black leather bands.
„Mmhhrrrrrrr! Nnnnggggg!“
„Oh, they can`t hear you. I have ordered to plug their ears before they were put here. I am quite sure they have completely forgotten about how many time has passed since I put them here.“
She turned her head towards Rose who tried to shy away, but was held by Curt.
„These two are Niamh and Clarissa. They have refused to obey. Of course, they are only kept like that during the night, for during the day, I prfer having some fun with them.“
She now grabbed Rose`s chin and her cold brown eyes looked directly into Rose`s frightened blue ones.
„It`s up to you, Rose. If you behave and do what you are told, you will never end like these two. But every disobedience, let allone attempts of escaping or trying to hurt one of us, will get you severe punishment. Nod if you understand!“
Rose just stood like petrified. She gazed at the two naked, immobilized women to her feet. She definitely didn`t want to end like them, but what would be the alternative? She just stared at Laura who still held her chin between her thumb and index finger. Suddenly, Rose felt a hand slide under her camisole.
„Mmmhhrrrrmmmph!“, she protested and twitched in Curt`s grip as Nathalie groped one of her breasts.
„The Mistress told you to nod if you have understood her!“
Now, she had found one of Rose`s nipples and squeezed it, causing her to scream through her gag. Almost involuntarily, she kicked in the direction where Nathalie was standing. Laura still had her captive`s chin between her fingers. Without taking her hand away, she ordered:
„Nathalie, Curt, our new guest wants to spend the night together with Niamh and Clarissa. Of course, you will have to show her that what she sees there is like paradise in comparison to what else we can imagine for disobedient slaves!“
„Mmhhhhrrmmmm! Nnnnnnggggg!“
Rose shook her head violently and tried to break free from her captors. Again, Laura looked at her with her cold eyes.
„Will you behave now? I am asking you for the last time!“
„Mmhhmmmmm! Mhhhhmmm!“
Rose nodded emphatically and began to tremble like aspen foliage. Laura smiled and made a sign with her hand and Curt started to untie her wrists and elbows. Rose rubbed her hands once she was free. When she wanted to reach for her gag, Laura stopped her.
„Later, my dear. Before you are allowed to take that gag off, you will have to prepare for the night. It has become quite late and our bed`s are calling.“
„Mhhmm?“
Smiling, Laura ordered Rose to take her boots off. With numb fingers, the frightened woman obeyed. Nathalie, who had meanwhile fetched a basket, put them inside.
„Good girl. Now, the jacket.“
Again, Rose saw no point in being defiant. Then, she remembered her unbuttoned blouse and wanted to close it hastily. However, Laura stopped her with a giggle:
„Wrong direction, dear. You shall take it off!“
Gulping, Rose slowly took off her blouse. Now, her upper body was only covered by her camisole. Since she had thought she would have a romantic night with Curt, she had put on the lacy one that was slightly transparent. Blushing, Rose crossed her arms in front of her breasts.
„Now, the skirt!“
„Mmmhhmmph!“
Rose wanted to utter a protest, but when Laura made a move to say something, she quickly opened her skirt and let it fall to the floor.
„Good girl. Now, the underskirt!“
„Nnngggg!“
„Nathalie!“
With a groan of sheer desperation, Rose opened the buttons and let the flimsy silk slide down her legs.
„Wow, that`s what I call easy entrance!“, Nathalie laughed, looking at Rose`s knickerless middle, framed by her garter belt and stockings.
„Actually, she`s wearing knickers, but she`s currently gagged with them“, Curt explained matter-of-factly. The memory of being gagged with her own used underwear made Rose redden even deeper and she pressed one hand on her bare pussy.
However, her captors showed no mercy and forced her to take off her camisole, her stockings and her garter belt, too. Rose sank to the floor, slung her arms around her bent legs and sobbed quietly. Curt grabbed her arms and lifted her up. Since he was a tall man whilst Rose measured just 5`2``, he easily held her off the ground. She flailed about with her legs and screamed through her gag when Nathalie brought an iron belt, similar to those Joanna and Scarlett had been wearing. A leather band was dangling from it, just like two iron cuffs. When Nathalie came closer, Rose could see another detail: attached to the leather band were two strange leather plugs. One had the size of a man`s thumb, the other one was some six inches long and shaped like-
„Mhhmmmmphh! Nnngg! Nnnnggg! Mmhhmmmmmmmmm!“
Rose now literally went mad when she realized where these objects were intended to be placed. She squirmed in Curt`s grip and kicked in all directions. Laura just laughed, but Nathalie took two bottles, one with a red and one with a blue label.
„Don`t worry, they will be lubed before they go inside you. But if you don`t stop moving, we will use the red bottle – which contains hot Chili sauce!“
Now, emitting a last groan, Rose finally fainted. When she regained consciousness, she found herself sitting on one of the chairs. When she moved her arms, she realized that her wrists were cuffed to her iron belt and that she could not reach for her gag. Then, she felt something else.
The leather band now was tied between her legs and buckled tight and with horror, Rose recognized that the large leather plug now was indeed shoved inside her. Luckily, they seemed to have used the blue bottle, for it felt strange and humiliating, but it didn`t hurt. Then, she felt another sensation that was even more disturbing. Obviously, the smaller plug now rested in her butt. Rose screamed through her gag and started to flail again. This made the two plugs move inside her and so, she quickly stopped moving and sat still, tears running over her cheeks.
„Easy, girl, easy. It`s a bit strange in the first few days, but sooner or later, you will love it. It`s like a never ending caress.“
Ignoring Rose`s muffled protests, Nathalie now brought one of the iron masks the other captives were forced to wear. When she approached, Rose could see that the inner side was upholstered with leather and that an object formed like a pear was fixed to the middle.
„This plug will go inside your mouth. Behave when we remove your gag, or the knickers will stay in your mouth, together with the plug!“
Rose did not move when Curt untied her cleave gag and slowly pulled the sodden knickers from her mouth, followed by some saliva. Then, Nathaklie gently shoved the plug into her mouth. When the gag was locked tightly in the back of her neck, Rose found out that the collar attached to the mask covering her face up to under her nose prevented her from moving her head much. The plug prevented her from uttering intelligible sounds. However, she realized that it had a small hole in it`s centre, allowing her to breathe and to make some humming sounds.
„Through this hole, we can give you water and even soup. If necessary, we can keep you gagged 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 52 weeks a day. But if you behave, you will be allowed to eat like a normal human being.“
„Uuuhhhmmmmm!“
„That`s what they all say“, Nathalie purred and both Laura and Curt laughed. Then, the man grabbed Rose`s arm and made her stand up. She groaned with disgust when this movement made her all too aware of the two plugs shoved into her most intimate openings and she mewed through her gag. When she was forced to walk towards the bedroom, the constant rubbing became even worse. Now, Rose could perfectly understand why Joanna and Scarlett had walked in a slightly strange way.
Obviously, they had to endure the same intrusion.
Inside the bedroom, there was a large French bed prepared for a person. At the foot end, Joanna and Scarlett were kneeling on the thick carpet and looked at the entering group.
When Curt and Nathalie had left, Rose made a decision. She would live, no matter what the costs would be. Ignoring the strange feeling between her legs when doing so, she kneeled beside the two other women.
„Good girl“, Laura said smiling and caressed her chin, „if you go on like this, you will become an excellent slave.“
***