Strictly speaking, Renard had lied to Emanuelle, Sandrine and Madalina, because when the men stowed the steamer trunk, they opened the lid for a short time, allowing one last look on the freight depot of Paris.
There, always some dozen of wagons were waiting for departure and even at that hour of the night, there were a few workers and even one man in a business suit controlling his merchandize. So, Renard and his three accomplices – who had changed into working man`s clothes – attracted no attention and the night watchman only superficially controlled Renard`s permission.
Jean parked the van close to Renard`s wagon that would leave for Brest with the next train, starting in an hour. Shunting for the train already had begun, but the men would only need a few minutes.
The wagon was loaded with cereals – legal freight that didn`t draw attention. But Renard knew that there were sometimes random controls or clochards who left the city via train and so, he had taken an extra precaution.
They carried the trunk under the wagon where they could tie it to the chassis withs strong straps. Also, some additional steel bands took care that the trunk would not fall off and not get shaken too much. Before they fixed the box to the wagon, Renard opened the lid.
„Uuuuhhmmm!Mmhhhmmmm! Mmmmhhmmph!“
Three pairs of eyes stared at him and tried to raise some attention by screaming through their gags, but the noises of the station drowned all their moaning and only Renard and his men noticed their frantic squeals. And Renard had not the intention to talk either.
Instead, he took two short ropes with carabiners on each end. Taking one of these, he reached for Emanuelle`s crotch rope. Since the girl was sitting with her legs folded to her upper body, this meant he had to push his hand between her boobs and thighs with some effort before he could fix the carabiner. Emanuelle twitched and moaned, but could not prevent him from doing so.
After he had done the same to Sandrine, he carefully threaded the other ends through the two openings in the trunk`s lid. Then, smiling maliciously, he closed the lid and locked the box.
Quickly, the heavy box now was tied to the chassis. When they were sure that it was securely fixed, Renard connected the two protruding ropes to one of the pipes. He took care that they were pulled tight, but not too tight. He did not want to hurt the girls, but when the train would start, the vibrations of the wagon would now get transmitted by the ropes to the crotch ropes of the girls.
„The one in the middle will soon become envious“, Etienne joked.
„Well, as you remember, she was the most willing to get some fun previously. And this will teach her that she won`t get all that she wants where she is going!“
The four men left after they had controlled that the wagon indeed looked unsuspicious, even from close distance. Then, at the van, Renard handed two small suitcases to Etienne and Jean. The two men nodded. One of these contained clean suits for both men, the other one was filled with their money, minus some 20.000 Francs that Renard kept for unforseeable problems. Now, Etienne nad Jean would change clothes and take the next train to Geneva. There, they would check in at a hotel and wait until Renard and Mahmut would follow as soon as they had brought the four remaining girls into the wagon of the „Southern route“.
„This time, even after our bribes to the police, we all might become millionaires“, Renard said, padding Mahmut`s shoulders. One of his principles was to share the profit absolutely equal, granting him absolute loyalty from the three men.
Smiling, Mahmut drove back to the Hamam.
***
For some time, the only effect of Sally`s and Dorothea`s continual rocking of their bodies had been that the rope connecting their crotch straps was tightened again and again. Both girls felt shivers stray from their middles from this involuntary teasing, and Dorothea would have liked a pause to calm down, but Sally persisted in moving her body on the beam.
In an attempt to secure the girls to the beam, Jean had not just tied their knees together, but also slung that rope around the beam before tying it off, forcing Dorothea and Sally to press their knees against the wood. But the beam was smooth and both their bodies had become more and more sweaty and so, Sally was sure that they could slide from the beam. They just had to get to one of the ends.
In theory, Sally`s plan had been rather simple: once they had been able to get from the beam, their leg ties would be rather loose and they could wriggle them off, meaning that their legs would be free. Then, it would be just a short walk. It was impossible to get out of an armbinder without help, but it was not impossible to get out of a building and to reach someone who could help with unbound legs.
Sally had started to move full of enthusiasm, ignoring the chaffing of her sex, but progress was slow. Each energetic push perhaps moved the bound couple for the fraction of a millimeter. But Sally did not stop moving and rocking and then, she felt a minor success: since their combined efforts had brought Dorothea`s butt closer and closer to the beam`s end, gravity began to assist them. Dorothea, who was some 25 lbs heavier than the petite Sally, pushed her end of the seesaw down, helping in their attempt to get her to the end.
„Mph!“
Sally`s triumphant cry came out as a moaning, but then, she realized that the tilt of the beam had a side effect. Now, Dorothea was pulled away from Sally by gravity, keeping the rope between their crotches tight. To her dismay, she saw that Dorothea`s nipples had hardened. Her cheeks had reddened and she was panting heavily through her nose, keeping her eyes closed.
„Oh my gosh, I never thought that my presence is that stimulating“, Sally wondered, but she forced herself to concentrate on getting the two of them closer to the edge. At least, Dorothea`s rhythmic spasms helped to reach that aim.
Sally had felt some effects of getting her most intimate parts massaged, too, but she had been able to fight down her arousal. Usually, Dorothea was an equally strong person, but she was haunted by some special fears: the sheer panic of getting once again stuffed into a dark, narrow box for endless hours, maybe days. Being helplessly bound and gagged whilst some disgusting men had haggled over her like she was a piece of meat hadn`t helped the matter and now, her fear needed an outlet or at least some distraction.
„Mmmmhhmmmm! Uuuhhmmmmm! Uuuhhmmm!Mmmhhhrrrrrmph!“
Dorothea`s last moan was one of surprise when she finally slid from the beam and landed on her backside. Her head hit the tiles, but her hair upholstered the power of that. A second later, Sally, pulled by the ropes connecting them, landed atop of her, driving the air from Dorothea`s lungs.
As Sally had hoped, the ropes around their knees had now become loose and she quickly wriggled her legs free. Then, with some effort, since she could not use her arms and was covered with sweat, she came to her feet, slightly staggering. She had to stand over Dorothea with her legs apart, since their crotch straps were still tied together.
„Uuuhhmmmm!Mmhhmmmm! Mmhhmmmmm!Mph!“
Obviously, falling from the beam hadn`t distracted the blonde`s concentration on her arousal. Still, her hips were moving in a faster and faster way and even through the mixture of sweat and perfume, Sally could scent her specific fragrance. She squatted to take the pressure from the rope, but Dorothea`s crotch strap was also connected with her sheathed arms and so, she was able to continue massaging herself. Sally had no other chance than to wait for Dorothea to finish what she had begun. After what seemed ages, but was just some two minutes in reality, Dorothea began to spasm heavily, emitting throaty groans. Then, panting heavily, she opened her eyes.
„Mph!“
With an annoyed grunt, Sally looked down on her, impatiantly toddling on the floor with one foot. Dorothea blushed all over and turned her head, but Sally forced her to pull her senses together. Soon, both girls were standing on their feet and slowly walked towards the door.
Since neither Sally nor Dorothea were too keen to step on the street stark naked, they headed for the back door which was closer anyway. There, Sally managed to remove the rope tied to her crotch with the help of a protruding nail. At least, they now could walk individually.
Drawing by hugues66
She had just brought her face closer to that nail, to try if she could also remove her gag, when they heard the sound of an approaching car.
***
„Dammit, what`s that?“
Renard raised his gun and Mahmut, who had just steered the car on the abandoned yard behind the Hamam, stepped on the break. There, close to the door, a man was standing. When he moved closer, Renard could see that he was wearing a police uniform.
Questioningly, Mahmut looked over to him. Renard`s brain worked quickly. The obvious reaction was to play innocent and to persuade the policeman that they were not of his interest. But then, they heard a voice coming from the bushes:
„Police! Give up! You are surrounded!“
A shot followed and Renard could see the other policeman seek shelter behind a barrel, also raising a gun. He wanted to shout an order, but Mahmut had already reacted. He kicked at the gas pedal of the still running van and with snapping wheels, the car turned and, followed by another shot, the two villains drove for the street. In the rear mirror, Renard got a glimpse of two naked women running out of the Hamam through the back door.
„What now, boss?“, Mahmut asked when they had reached the bigger streets and were quite sure that no one was following them.
„First of all, slow down and try to behave unsuspicious. We all knew that it would happen once. I don`t know why my contacts haven`t warned me, but all we can do is to try to cross the border before they can inform the police there. Our business is over, but we still have the money we`ve already made!“
Mahmut nodded and so, they left Paris. None of them spoke, but they both knew that this was the best solution. It had been a successful and lucrative business they had to leave behind, but as Renard had said, the money on their Swiss bank accounts would mean more than a consolation.
***
„ForgetParisforgetParisforgetParis!“
Of course, the good train on it`s way to Brest didn`t speak to them, but to Madalina, the constant rattle of the wagon sounded as if it would repeat the words „Forget Paris“ like a mantra.
When the train had started, the three girls had once again tried to draw some attention, but not even they had been able to understand their moaning over the noises of the train. Madalina had tried everything, but she knew that she would never get free without help. Her arms, tied at the elbows and cuffed at the wrists, were trapped between her back and the trunk`s upholstered side and her folded knees were pressing against the front side. The space was so narrow that her boobs were mashed against her thighs and her head was held between her knees by the unyielding lid.
From her right and her left, the hot, sweaty bodies of Emanuelle and Sandrine were wedged against hers. They had tried to reach each other`s bonds by squirming in their tiby prison, but had not been able to do more than to rub their slippery skin against each other. Their biggest success had been an occasional touching of their fingertips.
Then, there was the gag. Whilst her two companions had been gagged with one and a half pairs of panties each, she was forced to choke on two pairs. Mitsouko`s were stuffed deep into her throat, forcing her to control her gag reflex, whilst her own filled her cheeks to the bursting. These were kept in her mouth by the tight muzzle gag that forced her to close her jaw against the gag and also held the thong firmly over her nose – the thong that still smelled from her arousal, forcing her to remind her helplessness on every breath she took.
„ForgetParisforgetParisforgetParis!“
Silently, Madalina began to sob.
***
When she had heard the police, Sally had quickly opened the back door with her foot. Ignoring the fact that she still was naked, she ran over to the man in his uniform who looked after the disappearing van. He spun around when he heard the girl`s steps and Sally petrified.
„Mmhhmmm?“
„Sally!“
It was Wladimir! Sally didn`t believe her eyes, but it was indeed him, in a police uniform! She threw herself against him and he took her in his arms before he removed her gag. Once he had pulled the sodden panties from her mouth, she went on her tiptoes and kissed him, again and again.
„Oh Wowa – so glad – love you!“, she panted between her kisses.
„Hmph!“
Beside the two, Dorothea reminded the two lovebirds that they were not alone. Wladimir took his arms from Sally and smiled:
„Ah, Dorothea, we already know, but as you can see, the circumstances have changed. Just a moment, then, we can shake hands!“
Dorothea, standing there stark naked, covered with sweat and other liquids and still bound and gagged, blushed when she felt his gaze upon her. However, Sally interrupted him, demanding another kiss.
„The cavalry always arrives in the nick of time!“
The other policeman had arrived and now, it was Dorothea`s turn to mew with surprise. This was Oscar, her colleague from the „Horrotique“ theatre!
The two men told them their part of the story when they were freeing the girls. When Sally hadn`t come home the day before, Wladimir had started a search, starting at the last theatre of which he knew Sally had been. There, he had met Stephane, too, who had sent him to the „Horrotique“.
„And there, he ran into me!“, Oscar said with a grin.
Since Oscar, who had been there to look for something, had been concerned about the missing Maeva, Emanuelle and Sandrine, the two had decided to work together. Oscar had been suspicious about the Hamam and so, they had observed it. When Wladimir had seen an armed man guarding the back door and an approaching car with a wealthy looking Arab in it, they had decided to give the bath a closer look.
„And so, I went undercover. At least, my disguise was so good that even you didn`t recognize me!“
Oscar had changed his voice and now, both Dorothea and Sally gasped. The Arab with the roman nose had been him!
„Wow, you really were convincing“, Dorothea muttered, blushing slightly when she remembered when Oscar had kneaded her breasts.
„Well, I had to stay in my role – which sometimes is a pleasure!“
He gently handed his uniform jacket to Dorothea and Sally, who already had covered herself with Wladimir`s, broke the ice by playfully complaining:
„At least, he was fascinated by you! He didn`t even look at me!“
However, after some laughter, Oscar became serious again. With a concerned look on his face, he asked:
„Are – are we on time?“
Silently, Dorothea shook her head.
„Emanuelle and Sandrine have been brought away hours ago, together with a girl named Madalina. The thugs obviously just came back from whereever they have brought them.“
„And Maeva?“, Oscar asked hastily.
During her few days, Dorothea had supposed that Oscar was more than just interested in the Tahitian girl, though he had never tried anything.
„She, we two and a Japanese called Mitsouko were supposed to be – shipped away in the evening. So, maybe, they are still here!“
„So, what are we waiting for?“
Oscar jumped up and began to search the Hamam, followed by the others. At the office, Sally took the phone list with her that she had been looking at when Renard and his men had caught her. Oscar already was kicking at the door to the cellar and finally, it broke open.
The iron door of the room where the girls had been kept was locked, too, but Sally immediately began to work on the lock with some wire and meanwhile, the others could look inside through a window in the door.
Indeed, both Mitsouko and Maeva were inside, both stark naked, gagged and tied spreadeagle to the beds, but otherwise unharmed.
„Maybe, with the help of this list, we can find out where the others have been brought.“
Dorothea nodded. Of course, none of the men on this list would tell them frankly about his involvement in white slavery, but at least, they had a few names and could find other information, peu a peu. She sighed. Of course, that would mean they had to inform both the police and the French secret service. Then, another idea came up in her mind.
She once again looked at the bed where Mitsouko was lying. She remembered when Renard had forced her to show the girl „a glimpse of heaven“. Also, she remembered that Mitsouko was the daughter of a very rich man.
Dorothea made a decision. She felt guilty, not only for having caused the actresses to get caught and kidnapped, too. Whilst Wladimir, Oscar and even Sally had worked on getting themselves free, she had been totally passive, just hanging around bound and gagged.
„I`ve got an idea that could help all of us. We could try to get the others free without involving the police and we could even save the theatre!“
As on keyword, the door sprang open, but Sally just looked at Dorothea, speechless like the others. Dorothea said:
„Get over to Maeva and free her. And then, please, leave the room.“
The others obeyed, Oscar carried the sobbing girl on his arms and they left when they saw Dorothea approaching Mitsouko`s bed. through the window, the others watched what happened now.
„Mmhhmmmm! Uuuhmmm!“
Mitsouko moaned with a mixture of fear and relief when Dorothea stepped to her.
„Yes, we are free. You also, it`s just a matter of minutes. However, we all could need your help!“
„Mmhhmm?“
„You said your father`s a rich man and would pay any ransom. Well, let`s say that we are a group of needy people.“
„Mmhmmph! Uuhhm!“
Then, Mitsouko`s eyes widened as Dorothea took off the uniform jacket, standing naked in front of Mitsouko. She sat on the bed and began to caress the nude Japanes`s body.
„Nnnggg! Uuhmmm!“
„Shhh, little Mitsouko! As alittle reward, I will give you what I wanted to give you when we were interrupted previously: a glimpse of heaven.“
***
If the positon she was tied had allowed it, Madalina would have banged her forehead against the walls. In addition to being fearful, totally exhausted and feeling humiliated, she now also was frustrated.
„This is so unfair! Why do I have the place in the middle?“
She had seen Renard fixing the ropes that went through the holes in the lid to the crotch ropes of Sandrine and Emanuelle, but hadn`t thought about that. She had been fully occupied with trying not to panic and to hyperventilate. But as their trip went on for hours and hours, the trunk constantly moving in the steady rhythm of the wagon, she had suddenly felt the girls sitting beside her moving and twitching. The noise of the train stifled the sounds they propably made and she could not see anything but blackness either, but then, a treacherous fragrance had reached her nose.
First, Madalina had thought that this was just an effect of the moist panties covering her nose, but then, the fragrance had increased and in addition, she had felt that her companions were not just squirming in their bonds, but that they were in the throes of passion. Obviously, the vibrations of the train had had the effect desired by Renard.
Wedged against the two others, Madalina could sense any of their movements and could even feel their heartbeats and their gasping. This of course remembered her of how she had squirmed helplessly under the men`s hands, begging for relief through her gag. Btu once again, relief was not for her. She had thought that Renard wanted to be friendly when he spared her the crotch rope, but now, she understood it was just another perfidity. Whilst her companions could at least take that temportarily escape from their horrors, Madalina was forced to be the witness who could not get some distraction.
„Mmmhhhrrrrrrrrrr! Hhhrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmm! Mmmhhmmmmmph!“
None of her frustrated cries emerged from the trunk.
***
„She`s coming!“
Whilst Oscar, who now was naked from the waist up since he had given Maeva his shirt, was concentrating on consoling the girl who cuddled against him, both Sally and Wladimir had watched with disbelief as Dorothea had started to caress Mitsouko. Obviously, the blonde knew what she was doing, for after a while, it seemed that the Japanese`s squirms had become – less repellent.
„I hope you won`t insist on inviting her, too?“, Sally whispered. Now, she felt a strong desire to be touched gently, too and she cuddled against Wladimir when she felt his hand wander under her jacket, caressing her breast.
„Whom do you mean, your friend or the Japanese?“
Obviously, Mitsouko had gotten into it, too, for she thrashed her body against Dorothea´s and even though she was thoroughly gagged and the window and the door both were four inches thick, they could hear some faint moaning.
Almost involuntarily, the fascinated Sally took Wladimir´s hand and brought it between her legs. She panted when she felt his fingers wander over her shaved pubic mound, but before she had to decide between ignoring the presence of the others or to oppress her desires, she could see Dorothea rise from the bed. She removed Mitsouko`s gag and bonds, but the girl just remained lying on her back, obviously totally exhausted. Her bust was heaving from heavy panting.
Now, Dorothea put on the jacket and went for the door, opening it. She was covered with sweat, her long hair wet and dishevelled, and she still had reddened cheeks, but she smiled. She led the others to Mitsouko`s bed, where the girl sat up, but made no attempt of hiding her charms. She looked as if she had just done a marathon. Dorothea sat beside her, putting an arm around Mitsouko`s shoulders.
„It seems that I could – persuade Mitsouko to join in my plan. She will stay with us until her father has paid the ransom, pretending that it had been a kidnapping for money all the time. With that money, we can both help saving the theatre and organize our search for Emanuelle, Sandrine and Madalina!“
The others stared in disbelief, but Mitsouko smiled at them. She had seen heaven and from now on, her life would never be the same again.
„Well, it seems that I will never find some time to be just the girl!“, Sally sighed. Then, she slung her arms around Wladimir, greedily kissing him.
„My hero! My brave hero!“
Suddenly, Maeva threw herself upon Oscar and covered his face with kisses, too. For a few moments, Dorothea just watched the two couples. Then, she shrugged, bent over Mitsouko and kissed her. After some moans of surprise, the Japanese kissed her back.
***
The Bay of Biscay can be rough sometimes, but on this day, the sun was shining and only a little wind was ruffling the sea. Besides, there were no other ships close to the big yacht and so, Calderon ordered the captives to be brought on deck.
Calderon was an Argentinian and he worked for a man from that country, but the destination of the yacht would be Haiti where his boss had some business, too. According to his experiences, the trip would last some two weeks – enough time to get the girls acquainted to their new life.
On deck, everything was prepared to show the damsels that this life wasn`t necerssarily a hard one. There were upholstered deckchairs and trays with drinks, fresh fruits and sweets and some of the men were waiting to serve the girls. However, there was only one who could understand his warm welcome, since both Emanuelle and Sandrine were unconscious.
„It seems that these two have anticipated the meeting with you too much“, one of his men joked. A look at the girls`s crotch ropes and the fragrance the wind carried over to him told him what the man was talking about. Smiling, he ordered the men to tie the two girls to the deckchairs and to wash them with cold water before they would be given food and drinks. Then, he approached Madalina.
The men had removed her leg ties and her elbow strap, but her arms were still cuffed behind her back and she still was thoroughly gagged. She stood there, squirming, her legs pressed firmly together.
„Oh, I understand, it has been a long journey!“
Gently, he led Madalina to the railing and with surprising strength lifted her up and made her sit on it. For a terrible moment, the girl thought he wanted to throw her overboard, but he kept a firm grip on her arms.
„It`s an absolutely normal thing after more than twelve hours in that tiny box“, he said smiling.
„Mmhhmmm!“
Since he obviously did not want to take his eyes from her, Madalina peed with a sigh of relief, blushing all over and closing her eyes in self denial.
When she was finished, Calderon helped her jump from the railing and led her to one of the chairs where he tied her wrists behind the backrest. Her eyes fell on Emanuelle and Sandrine who were just recovering from their unconsciousness and blinked at her.
„Wanton bitches!“, she thought, but then, Madalina felt Calderon`s hands on her breasts.
„Uuhhmmmm! Mmhhmmph!“
„Sh, Madalina, hush! I could not help recognizing that your travel arrangements had been – less pleasant than those of your companions. But Don Bernadino has ordered me to fulfil any of your needs.“
Whilst he had been speaking, he had continued to knead and cares Madalina`s boobs and since she was bound and gagged, there was no way she could hinder him anyway. And an increasing part of her didn`t even want to hinder him.
She looked up to the man and he repeated her look, warm and friendly. Suddenly, Madalina knew that he would not play games with her. He was a kidnapper and maybe, this Don Bernadino was a brute, but now, there finally was some relief and joy for her. So, when Calderon`s hand slowly wandered down her belly, she opened her thighs with a sigh of anticipation.
„Forget all those people watching, forget modesty, forget Paris“, was the last thing she thought.
***
The End