Don Bernardino referred to his estate as a „palace“, but it was rather a mansion. It didn`t lack any luxury, but it was a modern building, just some ten years old, and there were no greek columns or other such stuff. Since it was built on a solid rock, it only had a small cellar for the Don`s wine, but no dungeon. That was the reason Calderon and his men brought the three damsels to Leah`s cabin.
This „cabin“ was built of wood and standing some 100 yards away from the main mansion, but it was not like the huts of the peasants in the villages. Instead, it had several rooms and was well equipped with running water and even electricity. Though Leah fully embodied the powerful Voodoo priestess, she did not like to live like a hillbilly.
Calderon knocked and was only mildly surprised that Leah opened it by herself. Usually, Juliette acted as her maid, but as he had heard, Leah was currently punishing her for not having been alert.
He knew the Black from several occasions, but he still was impressed by her appearance. Leah never jumped around waving bloody chicken wings or things like that. She always was calm, almost cold in her attitude, but the look in her eyes sometimes even made the Don shiver. Leah was some six feet high, very slender and athletic, but with considerably large breasts. Her high heeled boots and he way she was wearing her long black curls made her appear even taller. As usual when she was not acting as a priestess, she was only wearing a black leather tunic, so tight that Calderon could spot her nipples. The skirt ended some ten inches above her knees, leaving most of her shapely legs bare. When she saw Calderon, she raised an eyebrow, but did not grant him one of her rare smiles.
„So, you are bringing more work for me?“
Calderon nodded and made room for Leah who went to the men who had just lowered the damsels to the ground before they had retired. Since it was easier for transport, they had taken them from the trunk and removed both the sacks and the ropes tying them to a ball. But still, all three girls still were tied with copious amounts of rope and they still had their heads completely encased in tape. Massively gagged as they were, they could hardly make a sound and they only squirmed weakly in their bonds.
„Do you think that they are more docile than the others?“
Calderon wasn`t sure whether she wanted to give hime some of the guilt for the slaves`s escape, since it had been him who had brought both Claudine and Francoise whom he had bought in Paris a year ago. Actually, it had been his colleague who had been at the auction – he had paid 400.000 for both, the reason why this time Calderon had been sent - , but like this year, he had taken the girls from Brest to Haiti with the yacht. As often, Leah seemed to have read his thoughts for she spoke over her shoulder whilst she bent to the captives, examining their bodies with skilled hands.
„It seems that the two Americans hatched the idea. I told the Don that it was a bad idea to get these when he saw them at Cuba, but he didn`t want to listen.“
Leah sounded as if the Don was a child that had eaten too much icecream and now was feeling sick. Well, that somehow was close to the truth. When Calderon and his colleague had been sent away to Paris last year, Don Bernardino obviously had thought that a harem consisting of just two women was too small for him and had ordered his men to get him an American blonde called Brenda he had seen when in Havanna. They had kidnapped her from her hotel room and since Brenda had been travelling with her maid, a Black named Samantha, they had abducted her, too.
Calderon had only spent a few days at the mansion since then, but Juliette had told him that Leah had some work with preparing these two Americans, especially Brenda. Obviously, they were not willingly accepting the new chapter of their lives.
Don Bernardino had left it to the Black to get new slaves ready to serve him. Calderon presumed that the ailing man was too old for this, since he was above sixty and had already suffered from a heart attack. But he still kept up the image of the virile gangster boss who had a harem for his own, at least for his business partners.
„Ah, a bit more mature, just as he likes it“, Leah said.
Don Bernardino had a penchant for women who were at least 25 – he did not prefer real mature women, but he had once told Calderon that he liked it if the person sharing his bed „knew what to do“.
„Madalina and Emanuelle are 28, Sandrine`s 31“, Calderon replied, pointing at the respective damsels. Since he had seen them in the nude for some two weeks now, he could easily distinguish them even with their heads covered. The three girls lay near motionless. Obviously, they were too exhausted to refuse getting explored by Leah.
„Is there anything I should know?“
Calderon knew what she meant. She wanted to know how these girls reacted to sexual stimulation. According to this, she designed their „preparation“. Like Vince, Calderon had sometimes helped her with this, though of course the actual intercourse was limited to the Don.
„Well, the two here“, he pointed at Emanuelle and Sandrine, „have shown quite some self control. They will not give in easily, but at least, they won`t be screaming around. However, they are not made of steel. When we took them from their transport box aboard the yacht, we could see that they had – found some pleasure from their crotch ropes.“
Leah nodded and now, she squatted beside Madalina. This let her already short tunic slide up even more and Calderon had to raise his eyes from the glimpse of her white panties he could see beneath. Though there were three naked and pretty women just beside, Leah`s aloofness always teased him.
„She, however, loves to be touched, though she`s a bit reluctant at the beginning. But if you put your hand just-“
„Don`t tell me how to do my job!“, Leah hissed, raising from the ground. Calderon looked a bit like a naughty schoolboy and now, Leah smiled, caressing his chin with her index finger. He recognized that she used her left hand. Calderon didn`t know much about Voodoo and he hardly believed in magic, but he knew that there was white and black magic, or, as they sometimes called it, „magic of the right hand“ and „magic of the left hand“.
„Just help me to get them inside. Unfortunately, Juliette`s punishment isn`t over yet. I thought that 24 hours are just fair – 24 hours for each missing woman, of course.“
With considerable strength, she heaved Sandrine over her shoulder and went inside. Calderon, who like most men hated to walk twice, managed to carry both Madalina and Emanuelle.
Inside the cabin, there was a large living room from which three doors went to Leah`s sleeping room, the bathroom and what was known as the „magic chamber“. Nobody, not even Juliette or the Don, had ever been allowed to enter the last room. There was no dungeon or torture chamber as one might have expected, for Leah preferred to have her captives around herself all the time.
So, it was the living room where Juliette`s punishment took place. Calderon was not tenderhearted, but he suddenly felt pity for the small mulatta.
Juliette, who was stark naked, was kneeling on a stool with her ankles tied to her wrists behind her back. The position was not very straining, at least not for some time – but as Leah had implied, Juliette had been forced to stay like this for quite long, and he could see that she would doo good in keeping that position.
Around the stool, Leah had placed some broad boards to protect her carpets and above these, lots of thorny branches and cacti were lying. If Juliette would loose her balance, it would be very painful.
„Uuuuhmmmmm!“
Juliette greeted him with a faint, guttural groan, but he wasn`t sure whether the girl had recognized him. She was gagged with some big rag stuffing her mouth and making her cheeks bulge. This was kept in place by a very long silk band that had been forced between her lips and was knotted at the back of her neck. The long ends had been threaded between her legs and tied off to another silk band that had been tied around the girl`s waist. The silk was damp and he could see that it had slid up deep between Juliette`s labia. She looked at him as if not all there and he asked Leah:
„How – how long is she there?“
„Well, almost four days, as I told you.“
Recognizing his doubtful frown, Leah smiled and continued:
„At least, this gave me the opportunity to test a new drug I have developed. It reduces the body`s needs to a minimum and one can stay for days without food, water or to relieve herself. On the other hand, the senses remain alert and she still is able to feel pain – or arousal, for what that means!“
She went behind Juliette and showed Calderon that a rope was tied to the bands disappearing between the girl`s buttocks. It was tight and went over to the generator that was running almost permanently to run the electricity. The machine was modern and so, it was only humming quietly, but it vibrated permanently and sent shivers through the rope that was tied to Juliette`s crotch band.
„Unfortunately, the stimulation is more irritating than overwhelming. Or, she just hasn`t dared to climay and to lose balance.“
„Well, where do you want to have the girls?“, he asked matter-of-factly to hide his dismay – and fascination. A drug allowing to keep a damsel permanently gagged for days could become quite useful.
Leah directed him to the bathroom. There, a large round bathtub was placed in the middle. To Calderon`s amazement, it was already filled with warm water. Obviously, Leah had been about to take a bath before his arrival.
They lowered the damsels to the wooden floor and they worked together to free Emanuelle from her bonds, tying her wrists and ankles with handcuffs instead. The woman weakly squirmed, but did not really try anything to break free. When they unwrapped her head, Leah smilingly took the panties from Emanuelle`s head and placed them aside. The other gagging materials landed in the dustbin. Finally, the girl had finished spitting cotton wool fibres and greedily drank some of the offered tea. Before she could say something, Leah took a scarf with a big knot in it, forced the knot between her lips and tied it off at the back of her neck.
„Uuhhmmmph!“
„I know that this gag is very comfortable, compared to your last one. One could call it a symbol. But, be sure I know how to gag you to silence if necessary. You got me?“
Blinking at Leah, the exhausted woman nodded slightly. Calderon was sure that Emanuelle wasn`t broken, but the long hours inside the tiny and hot box had taken it`s toll. Now, Leah asked her:
„You want to visit the toilet or do you prefer a bath immediately?“
„Mhhmm?“
Obviously, the decision was too much for the groggy girl and so, Calderon and Leah just sat her on the bathtub`s rim and told her to get inside. Carefully to not get her head under water, Emanuelle obeyed. And, though she still looked fearful, it seemed that the relaxing powers of the bath seemed to work, because she let out a sigh of relief.
They now freed Sandrine who showed some more fighting spirit, but also gave in when she saw that there was currently no escape. When she was sitting in the bathtub, too, also just gagged with a knotted scarf, Leah and Calderon worked on Madalina`s restraints.
„Phew, what have you done inside that box, girl? Calderon, please get her outside and wash her before I will allow her in the same bath as me!“
Madalina, now just tied and gagged like the others, slightly blushed. Since she had been bound, gagged and stowed inside the trunk immediately after Calderon had had his way with her, she was smelling from sweat and arousal. She looked around and could see the heads of Emanuelle and Sandrine protruding from the clouds of bath foam. Both mmphed through her gags, but Madalina felt Calderon lifting her up and leading her to a small door.
Leah had considered the idea of having a toilet inside the house disgusting and had insisted on an outhouse. It was only some ten yards away from the bathroom, but since Madalina had to hop with her cuffed ankles, it took what seemed ages to get there. Calderon looked a t her bouncing boobs, smiling sardonically.
When they had reached the little cabin, Calderon made her sit on the toilet seat whilst he began to pump some cold water into a bucket. Feeling totally dehydrated, Madalina had no need to relieve herself, but Calderon just wanted her to sit whilst he took care of the water. Then, he led her outside.
„Oooouuhhmmmmmmm! Mmmhhmmm!“
Madalina screamed through her gag when he poured the water over her without warning. She shivered from the cold, also, the involuntary shower revived her senses and so, the way back was a bit easier.
Inside the bathroom, Calderom could see that Leah had joined the two French. Her leather tunic was hanging over a stool and above, she had draped her white lacy panties almost provocatively. She was lolling about in the bathtub with her hair released, but Calderon could see that she had strategically placed some foam around her. As usual, he could only see what Leah allowed him to see.
„Calderon, just put her inside and go! We girls want to be alone!“
He obeyed, forcing himself to remain cool. It was a part of the game: Leah always presented herself in a sexual way, but never had anyone, not even the Don, seen her naked or even topless. When Madalina had sunk into the bathtub, he wanted to hand Leah the bathing sponge, but the Black laughingly denied.
„I`ve got all I need here“, she giggled, waving her hands.
Calderon quickly left the bathroom, closing the door behind himself. When he passed the living room, he pitifully looked at Juliette who currently was slightly trembling and spasming and blinking heavily with her eyes. Obviously, the vibrating rope was teasing her and she desperately was trying to fight down an upcoming orgasm.
„Four days! Poor little thing!“, he thought. He considered freeing Juliette or to at least remove the thorns and cacti, but he didn`t dare. Calderon was almost sure that Leah had no supernatural powers, but she sure would find a way to punish him and besides, she would make Juliette suffer even more, too.
„Just hold on, your punishment will be over soon“, he said, trying to sound encouraging. At least, now Leah would need the help of her maid to handle her three new guests, he thought when he walked over to the main house to talk to the Don.
***
The same time, Taylor arrived at the mansion of Major Smith. He had expected the house to be in a rumour, but instead, he was expected only by the Major himself who escorted him and Armand to his office. There, a woman with dark brown, shoulder length hair was sitting, smoking a cigarette. Taylor also noticed that a nearly empty glass of Whiskey was standing in front of her.
„Captain Taylor, this is Miss Vivian Ball, my fiancee`s best friend. The kidnappers also overpowered her when they took Nicole and Maureen.“
The Major hid his feelings quite well, but of course, he was more than concerned about the whereabouts of his beloved ones. But he forced himself to remain calm and handed a sheet of paper to Taylor.
„Withdraw all troops from Gonaives and it`s surroundings, or your daughter will die!“
That was all, except that someone had inserted „fiancee and“ between the words „your“ and „daughter“ with a pencil. Obviously, the kidnapper`s original plan had been to abduct only the Major`s daughter.
„At least, I am quite sure that two of my employees have been involved in the abduction. Vivian, I mean, Miss Ball, could identify Cora who lured Nicole into the pavillon where they tied her up and gagged her and Jasmine is missing, too. Miss Ball said they were three altogether, and the thrid one was a Black called Marie!“
Taylor noted all this information, though his mind was already two steps ahead. Of course, just the first names and the rether vague descriptions Smith or the woman could give him weren`t much, but it would be enough to confront Beatrice with.
Before he had left for Smith`s mansion, he had taken the opportunity to ask his captive a few questions. One of his strengths was that he knew how far he had to go. The little rebel wasn`t broken, but by forcing her to pee in front of him and Armand, he had proved to be stronger for the moment. And so, she had given him a few informations. Not very much, but now, he knew at least that her first name was Beatrice and that she indeed was a member of the infamous „Amazones“. The same Amazones that had just abducted two women from this mansion and who had left a witness behind.
„Sir, the best thing to do is wait. I know that this will be hard for you, but if we will not react, the kidnappers will have to act. And that means that they will have to expose themselves!“
After some hesitation, Smith nodded, but now, Vivian jumped up from her chair.
„Captain, this is inappropriate! We can`t just sit here staring at the phone! What if they decide to kill one of their captives to emphasize their demands?“
Taylor raised his hand to calm her down and spoke:
„Miss Ball, I fully understand your concerns, but I said that we would wait, not that we would do nothing. By lucky coincidence, we have just caught a woman that obviously is a part of the gang that abducted your friend and Miss Smith.“
„Well, then let`s go and ask her!“, the Major blurted. He was about to leave, but Taylor stopped him.
„Sir, I felt free to take the prisoner with us. she`s waiting in the car and since you kindly sent away your personnel, Armand might get her here unseen.“
Smith nodded a bit absent-mindedly and Armand went for the car. When Vivian had ran for the house after she had freed herself, she had met only him and he had escorted her to his office before calling the police. Smith had some experiences in dealing with the rebels and so, he was sure that the less people knew about what had happened, the better. So, after Vivian had told him what had happened – leaving out the part that she had been hogtied whilst being half naked - , Smith had called in his personnel. There, he had recognized that Cora and Jasmine were missing. Showing a great amount of self control, he had pretended that his fiancee had got „cold feet“ and left temporarily. So, he would prefer to stay alone for a while. His employees, all people from the city he had just hired a few months ago, took the week`s salary he gave them as a compensation and left for their homes, secretly joking about the Major having been left behind by his fiancee.
„Yes, Captain, we are alone here now. All that know about the abduction is Miss Ball, your Sergeant and the two of us. And the abductors, of course!“
Taylor nodded. Of course, it was possible that some of the other employees knew about the true facts of Maureen Reilly`s and Nicole Smith`s disappearance, too. Taylor was almost sure about that, but now, there was nobody that could overhear their next steps. Nobody except for that woman, he thought. To him, it seemed that Miss Ball didn`t agree with their way of handling things.
A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts and Armand entered, holding one of Beatrice`s arms in a vice grip. In the car, they had kept her hogtied and with the sack over her head and transported her in the trunk, but Armand had removed most of her bondage, leaving just the gag and handcuffs in place.
Beatrice mewed when Armand pushed her into a chair and Vivian protested:
„Is that the way you are handling things, Captain?“
„Oh, sorry, Miss, but when I wanted to discuss things with her together with some tea and bisquits, she refused to talk!“
Smith stepped between the two and put his hands on Vivian`s shoulders to calm her down.
„Take your fingers away or I will know where to kick!“, she hissed and Smith withdrew. Now, Vivian turned to the desk and reached for the phone.
„Who- whom are you calling, Vivian?“, Smith asked and Taylor almost instinctively reached for his gun. Vivian took the phone and answered:
„I will phone the Governor who is my grand cousin, as you sure remember. He will send enough manpower to get Maureen and Nicole free immediately – including some real policemen with more civilized methods!“
When she raised the receiver, Taylor put his hand on the phone.
„Miss Ball, please, take down the phone! If too much people are involved, we will risk an uprising!“
„You will risk an uprising by me if you don`t let me do my phonecall immediately! Take your fingers away! Algernon, tell him!“
For a few seconds, all combattants just stared at each other. This took Beatrice as an opportunity to jump from her seat and try to reach the door. However, Armand reacted quickly and kicked her legs away, making her dump on the carpet. When he threw himself upon the struggling girl, Vivian once again protested. Now, Taylor ripped the phone from her hand and when she went against him, he pushed her into the chair. Vivian panted, but she quickly pulled herself together. With an icy voice, she hissed:
„Algernon, tell this ex-Captain that he has just lost his job and that you will take care of his dishonorable dismissal once I have finished my phonecall!“
However, it seemed that Smith was not completely sure on which side he was. He too was concerned, but he secretly hated Vivian and besides, the Captain knew better how to deal with criminal rebels than she did. He tried to calm the furious woman down.
„Vivian, dear, if you-“
With a scream of anger, Vivian jumped up and reached for the phone, but Taylor quickly took it away. When she wanted to reach over the desk, he raised his gun.
„Sit down, Miss, or I will loose my temper!“
„You have just lost more than your job!“, Vivian panted. Armand, who had just tied Beatrice`s hands behind the backrest of the heavy upholstered chair she was sitting in, threading the chain over a horizontal bar to prevent her from slipping her arms over the backrest, stepped beside Vivian. He knew that now both contrahents had gone one step too far and he only owed loyalty to his superior.
„Sir, as you can see, your – friend`s endangering the whole operation! So, if you please let me take care of this – problem!“
Smith looked from Taylor, who was still pointing at Vivian with his gun, but who had regained his self control, to the angry woman who stared daggers at him. Then, he nodded.
„Forgive me, Vivian, but it`s for the best of us all!“
„If the Governor hears about that, you will all end up in prison, with an iron ball tied to your ankle and working in a quarry!“, Vivian blurted with a mixture of hate and disbelieve when Armand forced her to sit in the other chair and cuffed her wrists behind the backrest, just like Beatrice`s, and Smith was saying nothing against that.
Taylor went close to Smith and whispered:
„Is this the only phone you have?“
„Well-yes“, the Major replied, surprised by this question. Now, Taylor showed a sardonical smile.
„Then, we will have to wait here for further calls from the rebels. And if this will become our headquarter, you may allow me to take care we can work undisturbed.“
Smith had no idea what Taylor was talking about, but Armand suddenly slung his arm around Vivian`s lower face, silencing her with his biceps.
„Uuuhhmmph! Mmhhhrrrmmmm! Mph!“
Vivian tried to squirm and wildly thrashed about with her unbound legs. Smith couldn`t help recognizing her black garters and her equally black panties that now were showing. Only when one of her lilac pumps flew from her foot, nearly hitting his face, he pulled himself together.
Meanwhile, Taylor had found a pillow and taken the case from it. Balling up the cloth, he approached the struggling Vivian from the side, avoiding her kicks. Armand pinched her nose with his free hand.
„Mmhhmmph! Uuuhmmmm! Mhhmmmmmm!“
Vivian now increased her struggles, desperately trying to get her mouth or her nose free. Armand waited until Taylor nodded to him, then, he withdrew his arm. Vivian greedily breathed in and so, Taylor was able to stuff her mouth with the large pillow case before she even could think of resisting. Now, she shook he head and tried to spit out the gag, but Armand just grabbed her scalp and forced her to hold still whilst Taylor, slowly and with considerable glee, stuffed the gag even deeper into her throat before tying his tie between her lips, pulling it tight before knotting it at the back of her neck.
„There! Now, we can do men`s work without being disturbed!“
Vivian moaned with protest and stared daggers at both him and Smith.
„I hope once Nicole and Maureen are free, she will understand. Otherwise, I will lose my job!“,
Smith thought, but at the same moment, he secretly liked the idea that his fiancee`s best friend was silenced.
***
„All right, Ladies, here we are!“
Both Maureen and Nicole sighed with relief when they were pushed forward and landed on a matress. Compared to their trip, this was definitely an improvement. The van had driven over what seemed to be very uneven roads for about an hour, although neither Maureen nor Nicole had been able to estimate the time passing. Both hogtied women had been thrown from one corner of the loading area to the other and both were more than happy that they didn`t get seriously hurt. Then, the car had stopped, but that had not been the end of it either. Their kidnappers had released their legs and forced them to walk with them at fast pace. When Nicole had snapped, they had ripped her shoes from her and forced her to walk on. She mewed when she hit some gravel or little twigs, but finally, they seemed to have reached their destination. After a few moments, the hoods were removed from their heads.
Nicole blinked and looked around. She and Maureen were lying on matresses inside what seemed to be a natural cave. They could not see the enrtrance, but the cave was lit by a large oil lamp. She could see several more matresses and some boxes and sacks lying around. Obviously, this was the kidnapper`s hideout.
The women who had abducted them had removed their masks and neither Maureen nor Nicole were too surprised to see that not only Cora was one of them, but also Jasmine, another maid from the mansion. The third woman, the Black the others had called Marie, none of them had seen before.
„So, let me welcome you at my headquarter. I hope you had a pleasant trip?“
Both captives`s heads spun around and their eyes fell on a fourth woman. They were not only surprised by the fact that she had spoken English without any accent, but by the fact that she was a White. A tallish blonde approached them, holding a canteen in her hands.
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„As you can see, the rumours about a white blonde Amazone are true. You can call me Allison. But the less you know about me, the more likely it is that I may allow you to return to your family!“
This caused both her captives to moan with fear and they crawled backwards until the cave`s wall stopped them. Allison stepped closer and, by sheer coincidence, Nicole kicked the canteen from her hand when she flailed about. The woman shook her head, slowly, as if Nicole had been a pupil not knowing how to spell his name.
„Nicole, Nicole, Nicole! This has been your water for this day! I hope for you and your prospective stepmother that you will be less impulsive tomorrow. Believe me, after some time such little naturalnesses like a sip of water, a piece of bread or the allowance to relieve yourself will be all you can concentrate on. And, please, don`t think that just because we are women, our fantasy about how to punish you is somehow limited if you will refuse to do what we say!“
***