Zenobia had nearly fallen backwards when she had reached the top of the ladder and saw the arrangement on the flat roof. She had expected to see all the other damsels here and she had seen groups of naked, bound and gagged women before, but this sure was a sight to remember.
On the roof, a giant seven ragged star was painted with red colour. The circle in the middle of the seven jags had some two yards in diameter and an iron bowl with some piled logs in it was placed in the centre. However, it were the jags that aroused Zenobia`s attention.
The seven older women had been positioned around the star, meaning that each woman`s legs had been tied close to the sides of one jag so that they all had to keep their legs spread. Each woman had her ankles tied to that of her two neighbours and these cuffs were fixed to the seven points where two jags met at the circle in the centre, meaning that each`s legs flanked one of the jags.
The women were lying on their bags and it seemed that they were once again wearing the arm sheaths trapping their arms from their fingertips to their upper arms and they were kept in place by two shoulder straps and a waist strap from which a tight strap disappeared between the legs and dug deep into the seven crotches. All were wearing their gag masks again and Zenobia could see that the collars who were part of these masks had been tied to the floor, forcing the women to keep their position.
All this Zenobia could only guess from the one woman she could see properly, for the others were also tied together to a younger companion. Six of the lying women had another one sitting astride. Zenobia`s eyes had first fallen on Paloma who was sitting at the lap of the wriggling and squirming Fiona and who had her legs slung around the other`s hips. Obvioulsly, her ankles were tied under Fiona`s butt. Paloma was wearing an iron belt to which her wrists were tied at the sides, just like Zenobia. She too was wearing a leather band secured by a padlock over her mouth and Zenobia was sure that a leather plug was compressing a pair of another woman`s knickers in her mouth. Paloma was crotch roped, too, and when she looked closer, she could see that this crotch rope was connected to Fiona`s crotch strap.
Each movement of the young Mexican would pull on both their crotch ropes, meaning that Paloma tried to remain calm. However, Fiona didn`t see it that way and was continually squirming and wriggling under her unwilling companion.
The other women were tied the same, each had a younger partner sitting on her lap, both connected by their crotch ropes. Zenobia guessed that Nathalie and Laura had taken some care in increasing the humiliation and discomfort by pairing two damsels who would definitely not like that close contact the least. Winona was sitting astride Clarissa, the aunt of her rival Alinda who was forced together with Niamh. Paloma has together with Fiona, as mentioned, Virginia with Scarlett and Caroline with Joanna. To Zenobia`s dismay, Xenia was sitting on the lap of her beloved Andrea. Only Rose was still lying on her back, staring at the sky, with no companion.
This was about to end when Zenobia was forced to step over Rose and to stand over her crotch. Then, Rose`s crotch strap was loosened and Zenobia was forced to sit on her pubic mound. She shuddered when Nathalie threaded the leather strap through the Black`s crotch rope before tying it off to Rose`s belt again. Then, Rose`s butt was slightly lifted and Zenobia`s ankles crossed and tied under it. When they let her go, she was trying to shift her position, only feeling her knotty crotch rope tease her even more and causing a wriggling of Rose, accompanied by a faint groan. Zenobia looked up. Tied as they were, they all had to look at the centre of the star and she tried to get a glimpse of Andrea, but could only see her feet – and the naked Xenia who was sitting on her beloved`s lap, slightly grinding her hips and keeping her eyes closed. Her cheeks were slightly reddened and her breasts were heaving as if she was panting.
„This evil bitch, how can she dare to – ow!“
She suddenly felt a shiver straying from the rope between her legs and when she shuddered with confusion, she could see that Xenia was not the only one who was aroused. What she had thought was fear in Paloma`s eyes was in reality a state of growing arousal and it seemed that Winona and Alinda were not only suffering from sitting on the other`s aunt`s lap, but also from the fact that they were aroused whilst in that position. Virginia and Caroline had their eyes closed, too. And now, she was feeling a strange, yet also familiar tingling build in her own pussy.
„The liquid they have soaked my crotch rope with! It must be some aphrodisiac! Oh no, I don`t know how long I can stand that!“
„Ah, Zenobia, so you have found out about the balm, too. It is another creation of Nathalie. It will only create a moderate arousal, but it will last long – let`s say to the end of your lifes!“
Laura laughed heartily and Zenobia`s eyes widened. Now, she recognized that Laura was wearing a long black silk robe covered with strange symbols. Nathalie was wearing a similar, but plain robe and in her hand, she held a long bent knife.
„Mmhhmmmmph! Nnnnngggg!“
„Oh yeah, this night, at midnight, Asmodeus will come. I will live in youth for 100 years, but you will have to be sacrificed. It`s a very difficult ritual and so, you may feel honored to be allowed to participate in.“
Laura waited for the damsel`s desperate moaning and grunting to die down before she continued with her little speech:
„At midnight, Asmodeus will get your lives, but until then, feel free to live all your emotions to the maximum! Every emotion will increase Asmodeus`s appetite and so, we took care you can get through a potpourri of emotions. You are sure hating Nathalie, Curt and me and you are sure frightened to death!“
As on the keyword, Nathalie let the knife swish through the air at the last words. The sun had completely gone and the rising full moon made Nathalie`s and Laura`s pale skin seem almost white. They looked like two vampire princesses.
„And, thanks both to the balm on your crotch ropes, those sitting will also become more and more aroused by the minute. You may estimate that we have increased the dose according to when we brought you here, ensuring that you are now more or less at the same level. Sure, you will try to fight it, but it will be to no avail. And this melange of lust, embarrassment and fear will be lovely. Asmodeus will love it!“
Again, she laughed and Zenobia shuddered. At the same time, she once again felt the tingling between her legs and when she tried to shift her hips, one of the knots in her crotch rope rubbed over her already slightly swollen clit, making things worse.
„You are restrained, speechless and helpless, but feel free to let all of your feelings go! After all, it`s your last opportunity to do so!“
Nathalie lit the logs in the metal bowl and soon, clouds of pink smoke were wafting around her and Laura`s ankles. Kuckily for the women lying on their backs, only a bit of this smoke reached their noses and so, they still could breathe.
Now, both Laura and Nathalie started to dance. Nathalie remained silent and cut through the air with her knife, but Laura had her hands raised to the air and was reciting phrases in Latin.
„Asmodeus, invoco te! Asmodeus, expecto te! Asmodeus, adiuva me!“
Zenobia desperately pulled on her bonds, but both her handcuffs and those around her feet were of solid iron. She squirmed on Rose`s lap and bounced her upper body as if she was dancing in the rhythm of Laura`s singing. She could only see Winona, who was left to her and who was behavinfg the same. On her right, Caroline had collapsed between Joanna`s legs, obviously, she had fainted. Nathalie interrupted her dance to revive her with some water and soon, Caroline was frntically fighting her bonds, too.
„Uuuhhmmmmm! Mmhhrrrrrrrrmmmm! Uuhhmmmmmmph!“
Zenobia screamed her lungs out. She could hear a high pitched humming, telling her that her companions were doing the same. However, thoroughly gagged as they were, all 14 girls could not overtone Laura`s singing.
It was so humiliating and undignified! She had escaped from slavery, she had even escaped from being abducted to China and she had faced death more than once! And now, she would end up naked, bound and gagged with another woman`s worn knickers stuffed into her mouth. She would die with a rope between her legs, tied to another nude woman! That damn, mean rope! That rope whose knots were-
„Uhmmmmmph! Mph! Mph! Mhhmmmmmmmm! Mph!“
Zenobia thrusted her loins against the rope in a desperate attempt to mitigate the tingling and teasing. She did not want to respond to that whilst she and Andrea were bound to die and they had not even the chance to look at each other, let alone holding each other`s hands. However, she knew that extreme situations caused the body to look for even the most inappropriate escapes and she now literally could feel her nipples grow hard and erect and her middle had become hot and wet from arousal. She could feel the squirming of Rose underneath her. Though the other woman`s crotch rope had not been moistened with an aphrodisiac, the continual rubbing and massaging, combined with the horror of being sacrificed to some demon, had had it`s consequences. Zenobia cried, both from pity and desire for Andrea and from the smoke in her eyes. But at the same time, she accelerated her moves and could feel that Rose was trying to adjust to her rhythm.
„Uuhhmmmm! Mhhmmmmm! Hhhrrrrmmmmmmm! Uuhhmmmmmmmm!“
„Forgive me, Andrea! I love you, I love you, I love you, but I can`t stand it any longer, I can`t, I can`t, I-“
„Mhhmmmmmm! Uuhhmmmmmm! Mph! Mph! Uuhhhmmmmmmmrrrrrmmmmm!“
Zenobia closed her eyes and more and more, her walls built of modesty, self control and rationality were shattered by the attacking waves of lust and passion. She did not want to get off just to please her kidnappers, but there was little she could do. she tried thinking of non erotic things – like their forthcoming death, for example! -, but more and more, the poor girl felt that she would not be able to fight down her lust for much longer.
„No, I must, I, can`t, I-ooohhhhhh!“
„Uuuhhmmm! Mhhmmm! Mph! Hrrmmmph! Uuhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!“
It was like an explosion. The fact that Zenobia had held back her orgasm for as long as possible caused the climax to be even more intense and severely than she had ever experienced it before. Bucking like a cowboy at a rodeo, she bounced and spasmed for some entire minute before she fainted. Shaken by Rose`s orgasm, who had reached the peak of extasy at the same moment, her upper body finally sank back and she lay on Rose`s sweat-covered breasts.
Laura was far beyond rational thinking, too. She could almost soak up the waves of emotion surounding her and she gredily breathe din the air, mixed with the odour of the smoke, perfume, sweat and female arousal. Laura was covered with sweat, too and she was shaking her dishevelled hair whilst dancing like a witch around the fire.
Sometime, Nathalie took a black silk cloth, threw the flimsy cloth up in the air and waited with the knife in her hand, the cutting edge pointing up in the air. The cloth landed on the blade, but instead of getting cut into halfs, it simply fell down to the earth. Frowning, Nathalie tested the sharpness of the knife with her thumb. Though she had sharpened it earlier that day, it now was as dull as a spoon. With that knife, she would not even be able to cut some butter, let alone the throats of 14 women.
She looked at Laura who still was dancing, but now seemed quite exhausted from the procedure. Nathalie decided that it would be okay if she quickly would get downstairs and fetch another knife. She would be back within a few minutes and then, she would be able to proof if all her magic books were telling the truth.
Nobody on the roof recognized that she was climbing down the ladder. The women tied around the circle who were lying on their backs could only look up to the moon, due to their stiff neck collars. Besides, only Niamh and Andrea hadn`t fainted yet. Of the sitting women, only Caroline and Paloma had lost consciousness, but the others had their eyes closed and were either in the throes of enforced passion or trying to block out the horrors of reality.
Laura, her voice now hoarse from the continuous singing, turned towards the bowl. Suddenly, the smoke increased and it`s colour changed into blue.
„Asmodeus, invoco te“, she began with a trembling voice. But then, she could not continue with her litany. From the smoke, a tall figure was stepping. It was completely covered by a black cloak, wearing a black top hat and the face was shiny white.
„Mmhhrrrrrrrr!“
Zenobia, who had opened her eyes for a while, screamed through her gag. This man looked exactly like Baron Samedi, an important figure in the Haitian Voodoo. A slave from the caribean had once told Zenobia about that Baron Samedi and his description fit the person now approaching Laura. When it opened it`s arms and slung them around the petrified woman, completely hiding her under his cloak, Zenobia once again fainted.
***
A swoon normally doesn`t last for longer than a few minutes and so, Zenobia was more than surprised to see the bright sunlight when she opened her eyes again. So, either hell wasn`t like the priests always told or she was somewhere else. Maybe in heaven.
„Mhhmmm!“
When she tried to move her jaw, she found that she still was thoroughly gagged. The familiar taste told her that it still were Virginia`s knickers that were stuffing her mouth. Zenobia once again blinked. She still felt groggy, not like she had fainted, but similar to when she had been narcotized.
„Uuuhmmm! Mhhmmm!“
A faint groaning from the side made her want to look around and now, she more and more regained her consciousness. Zenobia still was gagged with the pair of knickers and the leather band with the plug attached to it and her hands were still cuffed to her iron belt. However, other things had changed in her bondage.
Zenobia now was lying on the planks of the roof, she wasn`t sitting upon Rose`s lap any longer. Her ankles were cuffed together, but not fixed to anything. And when she moved her legs, she found out that the dreadful crotch rope had gone, too.
„Mmhhhmmmmm! Mph!“
Andrea! What had happened to them all? Zenobia raised her head and looked around. The roof now was quite empty compared to when the demon had appeared. Now, only two more women were around.
To her great relief, Zenobia could see Andrea who still was tied the way she had been before. But now, Xenia was no longer sitting astride her. Andrea was still tied with spread legs, she still was wearing the leather arm sheath with the shoulder and crotch strap and she still was gagged with the iron mask. However, her neck was no longer fixed to the floor and a black cloth was no tied over her eyes.
„Mmhhmmm! Uuuhhmmmm!“
„Uuhhmmmph! Mph! Hhhrrrmmmmm!“
Zenobia tried to communicate with Andrea, but since they both were still thoroughly gagged, this was a fruitless task.
„I have to get over to her. Maybe, I can manage to open our bonds!“
Zenobia raised to a sitting position and looked around. Except for Andrea, only one more woman was left. She was tied opposite to Andrea, but otherwise identically bound, gagged and blindfolded. The naked women was tall and from between her gag and blindfold, Zenobia could see some tresses of long blonde hair. It was Xenia LaFayette.
All the other damsels had gone! Paloma, Winona and all the other women that had been part of the terrible ritual. They were gone like their captors! Zenobia shuddered when she remembered the creepy Baron Samedi enshrouding Laura in his coat. Had she really been successful in invoking a demon, but then not been able to control it? But why had the monster spared Andrea, Xenia and her?
Then, she recognized that something else had changed. The fire bowl had gone. Instead, a bundle now was lying in the centre of the red star. Zenobia crawled over and saw it was the silk robe Laura had been wearing. And something was wrapped in it.
Only able to use one hand at a time, it took Zenobia some time to unwrap the parcel. There were five things in it. The first was a compass and beside, there was a hand drawn map. It was rather simple, but Zenobia could see that it described the way from the mansion to New Hope. The third item was a mirror with a small piece of paper bound to it. Looking at the mirror, Zenobia would have gasped had she not been gagged. She now was wearing a silver diadem, ornated with diamonds.
„Mhhm?“
Her eyes fell on the small notice. It was written with a pencil in slightly ungainly letters and consisted only of a few words:
„I hope you will like your new realm, Queen Zenobia!“
The last thing was a small key. It looked as if it would fit to her cuffs.
***
Some three yards below, Laura still could not fully understand what had happened. When the tall demon ahd approached her, she had been to paralyzed to do anything, but then, he had firmly embraced her and a rag had been pressed over her mouth and nose. Before she could even moan or squirm, everything had become black.
Now, she still could not see anything and when she tried to utter a sound, she found that she was thoroughly gagged, too. Something large and soft was stuffed into her cheeks and throat and something tight was pressing at her lips and prevented her from moving her jaw or her head.
„Uuhhhmmm!“
Now, Laura realized that it was one of the gag masks she had designed by herself. The collar prevented much movement of her jaw or neck and the plug pressed on the cloth mass in her mouth. It tasted vile and with horror Laura realized that it was a pair of knickers. Now, she was fully awake and recognized more details of her bondage.
Laura was not only gagged, but also blindfolded and when she once again moaned through her gag, she found out that her ears were plugged, too. Her arms were trapped behind her back, making her shoulders ache and forcing her to thrust her breasts out. It seemed to be one of the arm sheaths and the shoulder straps were keeping it firmly in place. When she tried to move her body, Laura found out that her arms were bent over a chair`s backrest whose upper edge was dugging into her armpits. The crotch strap had been tightly applied, tightly clamping the backrest between her back and her arm sheath. Laura`s legs were bent over the chair`s armrests and tied there at the knees and from the way her butt was not supported by anything she found out that she had been seated on the seatless chair she had used earlier to torture Fiona.
Now, her weight added to the pressure on her crotch, but Laura`s first thought was relief. If she had been bound and gagged with things that she herself had bought and was sitting on a chair she had designed, that meant that she still was on this earth. So whoever had bound and gagged her obviously was a human being!
Laura now realized a few more details. She had been stripped naked and a slight pain on her nipples told her that these had been clamped. Then, a growing warmth between her legs began to shoo away any other thought. Whoever had trussed her up had used the aphrodisiac to her, too.
Unbeknownst to her, Nathalie was only some yard away. She had been grabbed from behind when she had looked for another sharp knife and now, she was sure that Curt had been behind all this and that he had also changed the knifes.
„Uuhhmmmmm!“
Nathalie tried to break free for the umpteenth time. She now was sporting one of the arm sheaths, too, completely with the shoulder and crotch strap. Nathalie was lying on her back and her legs were bent around the legs of Laura`s chair. Her ankles were tied to the rear legs, her knees to the front legs, forcing her to keep her legs open and to look directly up to Laura`s crotch. Between her and her Mistress`s crotch strap was a tight rope connecting the two and pulling them even tighter. Nathalie would have cried with pain and frustration, but she too was gagged. Laura`s silk knickers had been stuffed deep into her mouth and then, one of the gag masks had been forced into her mouth and around her neck and lower face. She knew from experience that she would not be able to shake this off, but when she had tried out the gag, her hands had been free and in addition, only the leather plug had filled her mouth and not a pair of used and sweaty knickers as well.
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„Uuuhhhmmmm! Mmhhmmmmmm! Hhhrrrrrrrr!“
Nathalie now saw and felt that Laura had started to rock her hips and had started to pant through her nose. She could see a wet glistering between her legs and now, Nathalie tried everything to get her Mistress`s attention. Every move of her hips had consequences on her crotch strap, too, but unlike Laura, she had not been creamed with the aphrodisiac and so, this only meant slight pain and heavy frustration.
„Mmhhhrrrrrrrmmm! Nnnngggggg!“
It was to no avail. Bound as she was, Nathalie had no chance in even touching her Mistress and with Laura being blindfolded and having her ears plugged, she would not even have noticed Nathalies protests if she had not been gagged.
When exhaustion had stopped Nathalie from flailing and squirming, her eyes fell on Laura`s heaving bust. A sheet of paper was fixed between her nipple clamps and a note was written on it:
„Two more underlings for Queen Zenobia!“
***
Some ten miles away, a boat was stopping at a small bay not far away from new hope. Curt had left his small canoe at the manion and used the bigger boat and yet, it was quite overloaded, since there were nine people, together with him, sitting in it.
Curt had worked hard since he had played the demon at Laura`s strange ritual. However, the hardest part had been not to breathe until Laura had passed out because of the narcotic he had thrown into the fire before appearing in his disguise. Luckily, Tom, Dick and Harry had helped him in preparing his escape.
He looked at his passengers who could not look back. The eight women still were naked, bound and gagged, although he had replaced three of the gag masks by the leather gags because he had needed them for Xenia, Laura and Nathalie. Also, he had removed the leather sheaths or iron belts and just tied their hands behind their backs with handcuffs. However, he had blindfolded all his captives before he had left the mansion.
During the trip, he had told the women that he had saved their lifes and that he was about to get them back to New Hope. He had especially apologized to Scarlett and Rose for playing with their feelings. The girls had moaned and grunted, but he could not say how they reacted to his saying.
Now, he one by one helped the women to leave the boat. Before he handed the key to the handcuffs to Winona, he threw a pile of bathrobes beside them. Since Laura had hardly ever left the mansion, she had owned dozens of these.
Curt staked the boat some yards away from the shore and leaned back, his hat over his face. He could hear some sobbing and talking when the girls were freeing themselves and when he looked over, he could see that Winona and Niamh were embracing whilst Alinda was caressing Clarissa. Fiona was just working on Rose`s gag and Scarlett and Joanna still would have to wait a bit for being freed. With a sigh, Curt closed his eyes again.
He ignored when they yelled at him, cursing him and swearing to get him behind bars. Then, he could hear them leaving for the city. Curt decided that it was time to go. With the 2000 Dollars he had stolen from Laura, he could start a new life everywhere. However, when he rose and looked at the shore, he was perplexed.
Whilst the other six women had left, Rose and Scarlett were still standing at the shore. They had put on bathrobes, but Curt could see that none of them had closed the belt. Scarlett waved her hands and Rose shouted:
„Hey, Curt! Are you enough a man for two women, too?“
Smiling, Curt reached for the stake and approached the shore. When the two women entered the boat, he smiled and said:
„Well, I don`t know. But there`s a way to find out, isn`t it?“
***
„Maybe, this was not our best idea!“, Tom ached.
Though he was a tough Indian, his forehead now was covered with sweat. They had carried their three captives through the jungle until they had bben some miles away from the mansion, at an area where only they knew where to go. They had told this to Paloma, Virginia and Caroline before freeing the three naked girls from their bonds and gags, except for their hands cuffed in front of their bodies. Then, unusually talkative, they had told about their shootout with Xenia`s henchmen and how they had helped Curt to save their lifes. Suddenly, Virginia had raised a hand.
„And now, you expect us to be your willing wives, just because you have decided so and because you have paid this dreadful Wilson money for us?“
Though she still was stark naked, she now seemed quite resolute and Tom looked a bit sheepishly. Then, he stammered:
„Well, eh, perhaps, you want to give it a try. We now have some money (the three brothers had taken 500 Dollars each from Laura`s chest) and maybe, you will learn to like us.“
Now, he looked so much NOT the terrible savage that Virginia had to laugh. Then, she slung her bound arms around his neck and purred:
„Well, if you want me to see your home, you will have to carry me. I can`t get any further, I am too exhausted – future husband!“
Tom had smiled and cradled her in his arms. Now, Caroline approached Harry and finally, slightly blushing, Paloma went to Dick. First, they were glad about the turn of events, but after a mile, th three brothers were aching not only from the weight of rsponsibility.
***
Both Andrea`s and Zenobia`s lips were dry and parched from being gagged so long, but nevertheless, they exchanged a long and passionate kiss once Zenobia had pulled the sodden knickers from Andrea`s mouth. With the help of the key, she had immediately freed herself completely before loosening her lover`s blindfold and gag. Meanwhile, she had told her that obviously all their captors had disappeared, leaving the mansion to them.
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„My realm“, Tenobia laughed, touching the diadem she still had on her head whilst she was loosening Andrea`s legs, „maybe, it`s worth a thought. We even would have at least one underling.“
She pointed over at the still bound, gagged and blindfolded Xenia who commented that with a faint grunt.
„Would Your Royal Highness consider freeing my arms first? Then, I could show you my worship as your most devoted subject.“
Zenobia once again kissed Andrea. But then, she gently pulled her lover`s head closer to her middle.
„There`s more than one way of showing me that“, she said smiling.
„Queen Zenobia!“, was her last thought before she left herself to her most beloved underling`s caresses.
***
The End