Both Dorothea and Sally had read some books and journals about Haiti, but none of them had prepared the two girls for the reality of taking a public bus on that tropical island. To their surprise, the bus had left at the sheduled time, but then, it had stopped nearly every mile and soon, it was overcrowded with people. Dorothea and Sally were the only Whites among the passengers and though none of them had any predjudices against other races, after the third of fourth hand on their butts, they began to develope some hatred against Caribean men.
„Perhaps, it was a mistake that we put on trousers“, Sally presumed. Though she had taken the first touch as a strange kind of compliment, she now was quite annoyed, too. At one of the last stops, when she had disappeared behind some bushes to relieve herself, some of the men had followed her and hooted and whistled when she had lowered her panties. Both had laughed about that situation after Sally had told it, but on the next stop, Dorothea decided to be more precautious and had gone far into the adjacent jungle.
„Come on, I know that you are prudish, but have you walked back to Port-au-Prince?“
After some ten minutes, Sally wondered what took Dorothea so long. She had seen that all the men were already back at the bus and according to what she had understood from the bus driver`s French, they would leave after he had finished his cigarette.
„Maybe, that`s the reason why girls never go to the bathroom alone: it`s to take care that we are on time!“
Sally took the small suitcase that contained most of their money and tried to tell the driver that he should wait for another few minutes. She wasn`t sure whether he had understood her, but he nodded and took the five Dollars she handed him.
„Dorothea, come on, your fan-club`s waiting!“
Sally could hear nothing that gave her a hint about the whereabouts of her friend, but when she reached a little clearing after some 150 yards, she froze to her tracks. There was Dorothea, but together with her were four men who wer currently tying her wrists behind her back. A thick cloth had been shoved between her friend`s lips and was tied at the back of her neck and Sally could see that Dorothea`s blouse had been ripped open, revealing her bra.
„And again, Salome the Brave is not allowed to be just the girl!“, Sally thought. She took the gun from the suitcase and then, she hid her luggage under a bush. Then, she saw that the men who now had finished tying the blonde`s wrists and also had tied her arms to her torso were directing the reluctant girl towards the trees. Sally tried to get to the point where they would reach the forest. She was an average shootist, but with the moment of surprise, she was sure that she could free Dorothea and shoo away the men. They all were armed, but their rifles were hanging over their shoulders and so, they would not be able to answer fire immediately.
„Never mess with a Scottish lassie“, she thought when she took shelter behind a tree and aimed at the approaching group. Suddenly, she heard a sound from behind, but before she could even turn around, something hit her head and everything went black.
***
The four slave girls that had tried to escape from Don Bernardino`s estate were still alive, but in an increasingly bad condition. After they had left the bay, Claudine had seen that their boat was leaky. They looked for the coast, but there were only rocks for the next mile and so, they finally had landed on a small plateau where they were safe for the moment, but sure would be seen by their persecutors if they followed them by boat. But then, Brenda had seen a possible escape: a narrow gap that turned out to be a real cave. This cave could not be seen from the sea and so, they were sure that they could stay here for a while. Indeed, there had been a boat and it hadn`t stopped to fetch them. However, at the second day, the four girls knew that they were doomed.
They had planned their escape meticulously, but they had only been able to take with them what fit into the bags they normally took with them for bathing in the sea. To not look suspicious, they had also dressed up as usual, i. e. swimsuits, light gowns and sandals. They had been able to save all their luggage, but it had been meant for hiding in the jungle for some two days before they could make it to civilization.
They had the rifle taken from Juliette and also some two gallons of water, a bottle of rum, some sandwiches and fruits and also four pairs of panties, bras and gartered stockings – the only clothing they had been allowed to wear, except from their swimsuits. This, together with a lighter and a few towels, was all their equipment.
At the second day, there had been only two pints of water left and so, the girls had started to explore the cave if it had an opening to freedom. Of course, the cave was dark and so, progress was slow, but at least, it had distracted them from their plight – and from their growing aggressions against each other.
Brenda had been the organizer of their escape and she acted as if she was the boss. During their time at the mansion, she had been the most rebellious, since she had been quite a resolute woman before. When she had been kidnapped, she had been wearing her blonde hair short, as an hommage to Louise Brooks, but the Don had forbidden her to cut her hair and now, it covered her ears. The problem was that Brenda was unable to treat others as equal, especially Samantha.
For the black maid, working for Brenda had not been worse than workin for any other rich white person – she was treated well, but without real respect. During their capture, Samantha had thought that they would become equal, since they now were both prisoners, but it had been the other way round. Brenda had always suspected Leah to treat Samantha better than her, since she was black, too. And once, Brenda had said that Samantha would suffer less from their predicament, since she had it in her genes to be a slave.
However, they had worked together to get out of the mansion and since Claudine and Francoise were much friendlier, Samantha had hoped that she could perhaps start a new life away from the USA. But now, she feared that she would not be alive at all within short time.
Some rain on the third day had enabled them to refill their water bottles, but now, all other provision had gone and they were sure they would not survive another night. Then, suddenly they heard that the blonde Francoise was coming. Greedily, she drank some of their last water before she said:
„I`ve discovered a corridor! I have no idea where it will end, but it leads upwards and it doesn`t end after just a few yards, like the others.“
Exploring an unknown cave in pitch blackness wasn`t a promising thing, but the alternative was waiting for death by starving. So, they packed their belongings and went to where Francoise led them. The corridor indeed went upwards, but it seemed to have no end and sometimes, there had been forks. After some two hours, the girls were totally lost and in addition, the lighter had ran out of gasoline.
„Sorry! I`ve led you to hell“, Francoise breathed, „I can even smell the fire!“
However, when the others sniffed, they could sense it was indeed fire. And fire meant that someone had ignited it! Carefully, they followed the smell, searching for the way with their hands. After a while, they could see a glimpse of light and then, a faint sound reached their ears.
„Mmhhhhhrrrrrr! Uuuhhmmmmmmmm! Mmhhmmmmmm!“
The four girls shuddered. They all knew that it were the screams of a gagged woman – each of them had made such sounds again and again during their captivity.
„What shall we do?“, Claudine asked with a trembling voice. But now, Brenda could show her qualities. She took the rifle and went towards the light, followed by her companions.
When they stepped out to a bigger cave, the four could not believe their eyes: there was a heap of burning boxes and sacks and beside, there were two women, clad only in their underwear and frantically trying to crawl away from the fire. Both were tied in a strange way: their arms were tied behind their backs and they were positioned vis a vis, with their knees tied together. Both had their mouths plastered with tape and they obviously screamed their lungs out.
„Quick, let`s get them out of here!“, Brenda ordered and they helped together to carry the two bound and gagged women out of the cave. Coughing and gasping for air, they collapsed on the ground once they had reached the exit.
For Nicole and Maureen, it took some time to realize that they had escaped death by suffocation or burning in the nick of time. Both were of course relieved, but especially Nicole, because the fire had been her fault.
Allison had held counsil with her accomplices some yrds away and talking in low voice, so the two captives hadn`t been able to understand what they had been talking about. Then, they had returned to Maureen and Nicole.
„We will have to leave you here for a while. Don`t be afraid, we will be back in a few hours.“
Two of the rebels watched them at gunpoint when they were freed from their bonds. When both wanted to reach for their gags, Allison told them to stop and emphasized her words by raising her revolver. Instead, Maureen had to hand over her shoes, too, before both were led outside and allowed to follow nature. Then, they were brought back inside.
„Maybe, we will have some negotiations with the Major now. And so, we need a proof that we indeed have you both here!“
„Mmhmmph!“
Maureen reached for her ears and handed Allison her earrings. Nicole remembered that her father had bought them for her just days ago. The rebel took the jewelry and smiling, she ordered both to hand over all that was left, putting the earrings, necklaces and Maureen`s engagement ring into her bag. Then, she smiled:
„Well, it would be a waste to give jewelry that`s worth some hundreds of Dollars back to our enemy. So, what else could I show the Major to prove we are not just lying?“
Now, Maureen reached for her hair, presenting one of her tresses to Allison and making a scissors pantomime with her free hand. Nicole could not help admiring the other woman who, despite they were both in quite a predicament, kept her senses together. However, Allison shook her head.
„You are not even a natural blonde! No, I am talking about your clothes! Take them off!“
„Mmhhmmmm! Nnnggg!“
They both protested, but with four guns, the others had the stronger arguments. Reluctantly, Nicole started to unbutton her white blouse and to tug it from her skirt whilst Maureen worked on the buttons of her dress. When it fell, Nicole could see that Maureen indeed had an adorable figure for a woman in her late 30ies. The white lace of her bra, panties and garters made her look both seductive and innocent. An order from Marie distracted Nicole from watching her prospective stepmother and she quickly removed her blouse and skirt.
Now, Maureen looked at her and Nicole could see that she slightly raised her eyebrows.
„Yes, look, I am no longer a little girl!“, Nicole thought and answered her view defiantly. Like Maureen, Nicole was wearing white lacy underwear with gartered stockings – one of the many things her father didn`t know about his little princess.
„That`s enough. Your clothes will not only proof that we have you, it will also be quite funny if we are successful and you will be brought back. All these soldiers, journalists and starers and you just clad in your tiny underwear...“
This remark made both women blush. Now, Marie and Jasmine took some ropes and once again tied their arms at wrists and elbows, taking care that the knots were tight and out of reach. They checked their gags and then, both women had to sit down face to face. The two rebels pulled them closer together and with two more ropes, tied Maureen`s left knee to Nicole`s right and vice versa.
„Just take your time to improve your mutual mother-daughter-relationship“, Allison mocked before she and her companions left the cave.
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For a while, both captives had just tried to break their bonds or to rub off their gags, but to no avail. Panting and with a fine film of perspiration on their skins, they stared at each other. To her dismay, Nicole recognized that Maureen obviously tried to console her with her eyes and she grunted angrily. She just didn`t want to feel any sympathy for that woman!
Then, suddenly, Maureen had started to bend her legs and to slowly crawl closer to her. Nicole mewed when she saw that Maureen tried to get her fingers between her legs from behind by arching her upper body back.
„Oh my god! She`s gone mad! She`s trying to-“
With a squeal, Nicole tried to crawl backwards and to keep the distance between her crotch and Maureen`s fingertips. She was totally convinced that the other woman wanted to brab her private parts.
Actually, Maureen`s thaoughts were far more reasonable than Nicole realized. After a while, she had realized that she was unable to work on her own wrist ties – but she could maybe pick on the knots of Nicole`s. The problem was that, tied as they were, the only way to her prospective stepdaughter`s wrists went directly between her legs. Maureen didn`t like the idea of touching the girl`s private parts either, but she could not communicate to Nicole that she was only trying to get them both free.
Suddenly, Nicole`s back crushed against something and a moment later, she heard a cracking sound. Maureen`s eyes widened and she let out a muffled scream. When Nicole turned her head, she screamed through her gag, too: she had broken the oil lamp and now, the boxes and bags were starting to burn.
They had crawled away the little they could and indeed, since the cave was made of stone, there was no danger of getting roasted immediately. But there was a lot of smoke in the tiny room and already, their eyes watered and they had to cough and retch.
But now, a deus ex machina had saved them in the nick of time. Or rather some goddesses, since Nicole could see that it were women who now ripped the tape from their mouths and helped them to spit out their gags whilst they were working on their bonds.
Some minutes later, they had told each other who they were – Brenda, who, when she had realized that Maureen and Nicole were Americans, too, had done most of the talking, left out the humiliating details of their servitude and just mentioned that they had been kidnapped by some rich thug living not far from here. Samantha had went back for the cave when the smoke had reduced, to see if she could find something of use. A minute later, she came running back.
„To the ground, quick, we-“
A loud explosion stifled the rest of her words. An echoing rumble followed, accompanied from a dust cloud coming from the cave`s entrance. The others were staring in disbelief and so, Samantha quickly explained:
„The boxes – they were still gleaming and in one of them I could see some dynamite – and then, I ran for my life!“
They first were relieved that they had escaped the explosion unharmed, but then, they realized that now, they were cut off from anything of use that had possibly been inside, since the cave had broken down. Luckily, there was a spring nearby, but when they looked at each other, they found out that they were a bit underdressed for an expedition back to Gonaives.
Whilst Nicole and Maureen were clad in their underwear, the others were little better off. All four girls still wore their swimsuits and only Brenda still had her ripped gown, too. At least, they still had their sandals and would not have to walk barefoot.
Maureen longingly looked for the bags of the girls, but Francoise smiled wryly:
„It`s just some underwear. You might change from white to black, but these will not make you feel more decent, she said, showing a nearly transparent pair of black knickers. Maureen blushed and then, Brenda said:
„Well, it seems that we won`t get very far now. But we have something else!“
She raised her rifle and managed to look brave and confident. Born and raised in Texas, Brenda knew how to shoot and she had already checked that the ammunition was dry and that they had five shots.
„You – you mean?-“, Nicole began. Brenda nodded.
„Yes! Our only chance is to wait for your abductors and to overpower them. They are armed, but at least we have one gun, the moment of surprise and we are six whilst they are just four. At Alamo, my ancestors had worse conditions!“
„You lost at Alamo! And I doubt that Davy Crockett had to fight that scantily dressed“, Samantha replied. For a while, Brenda stared at her former maid. Then, she began to laugh heartily, followed by the others. It was a slightly hysterical laughter, but it helped them to ease the tension they wer under. Then, to Samantha`s great surprise, Brenda padded the Black`s shoulder.
„Samantha, I might forget about what I have been told about people like you!“
This was closest to an excuse and so, Samatha repeated Brenda`s smile. She still did not really like the blonde, but now, there were more important things than discussing their positions in society or their relationship.
***
„Wake up, Ladies, it`s past ten o`clock!“
Actually, none of the three women had been sleeping, but they were still lying on their backs because they had no possibility to move much. But Leah, who was responsible for that, didn`t want to see the obvious.
Still, Madalina cursed herself that they had been so careless. The last night, when they had been sitting in the bathtub together with Leah, it had taken them a while till their limbs, numb from being tied up so long, were fully functioning again. But then, all three had had the same idea: they were alone with an unarmed woman and getting their cuffed hands to their fronts was an easy task. So, when the Black had concentrated on massaging Madalina`s boobs, Sandrine had attacked from behind, slung her arms with the chain etween her wrists around Leah`s throat and pushed her head under water whilst Emanuelle grabbed her wrists and tried to keep her still. Quickly, Madalina brought her hands to her front, too, but now, it turned out that they had underestimated the Black.
With a surprisingly quick move, Leah kicked away Sandrine`s legs and managed to slip from her arms. Both Madalina and Emanuelle tried to grab her, but Leah now spun around and after a struggle of only some 30 seconds, the worm had turned. Madalina`s head was trapped between the Black`s thighs and pressed under water whilst she had grabbed both Emanuelle`s and Sandrine`s scalps and forced them below the surface, too. She remained like that for about a minute before she relieved her opponents. Coughing and panting, the three girls tried to get some fresh air into their lungs and only when they removed their gags, they saw that Leah had already left the bathtub and was towelling her body.
„Nice try, Ladies, but white girls just can`t fight. Now, do you want a rematch or will you behave for the moment?“
Still, she had no weapon, but the three women knew that they would need some seconds to get out of the bathtub – enough time for Leah to react. So, they watched her towelling her body and putting her panties and leather tunic back on with helpless fury.
„Since this is your first day, you will not be punished. But of course, I will take care that you won`t disturb my night sleep!“
She ordered the three to leave the bathtub and handed each a towel. It was a bit difficult to get dry with their wrists still cuffed, but to their surprise, Leah didn`t even forbid them to wrap the towels around their bodies and to loosen the knotted scarfs still dangling around their necks.
Madalina considered another attempt to escape, but now, the Black was prepared for such a thing and with their ankles cuffed, they could not even run away. And something told her that screaming would not help either.
Now, Leah directed them into the living room where the three captives gasped at the sight of Juliette who still was kneeling on the stool, trembling from her efforts to keep balance and not to give in to the silk band between her legs teasing her. The girl`s eyes now looked as if she was on drugs and they could not say if Juliette was fully aware of what was happening.
„Never forget I am a Voodoo priestess! Maybe, you have heard about Zombies?“
Actually, Leah knew that the horror stories the Americans and Europeans told about Voodoo and Zombies were a crude mixture of racism, missunderstandings and fantasy. She had laughed about the ideas of wax dolls that looked like their victims and living deads. However, she also knew that Zombies weren`t completely a work of fiction. Instead, it was a trick, strictly speaking.
A Zombie wasn`t really dead, but someone was given a poison that made him fall in a state of apparent death. Then, this person was buried, considered dead by his relatives and quite often, even the victim thought he had died. Then, after a few days, when the poison worked off, the priest took the person from the grave and told him he now was under his spell and had to serve him forever. Other drugs given to the „Zombie“ ensured that he remained in a state of semi-consciousness. Of course, this made the superstitious peasants believe that the priest could raise dead people to life and all attempts of the Americans to ban the „satanic rites“ of the Voodoo had done nothing to extinct such believes. Instead, the pulp stories about Zombies and Voodoo dolls had even increased the superstition among the people.
Leah was a priestess, but she also had no problem to do a good show to get what she wanted. And besides, she knew a lot about herbs. This had enabled her to develop a new drug that could not turn someone into a living dead, but that in her eyes was even more powerful.
As said, it reduced the metabolism to a minimum, but it also kept the victim awake for a long time. During her experiments, Leah had tested the drug to know how it worked and even to her, the effect had been overwhelming. Not only had she been able to be without sleeping, eating or using the toilet for three entire days, but also her sensitivity had enormously grown. And though she had tried the drug without being restrained, she could imagine how Juliette was feeling.
The drug also multiplied emotions and so, although the stimulation by the crotch rope was even more intense to Juliette than under normal conditions, her fear to lose balance had grown, too and so, she had been able to fight down her body`s desires, again and again. Leah knew that she would have to stop that experiment soon, since she didn`t want Juliette to be hurt permanently. Though the little mulatta had needed punishment, Leah liked her – not like a friend, but more like a pet.
She let the three new slaves watch the show for a moment and then, she led them over to a wooden board and told them to lie on their backs, side by side. Except for the fact that the board was so narrow that their hips and shoulders touched, this was an order that the girls could do without problems. But then, they realized the two bars on the ends of the board.
One was on the foot end and it had six semicircular throughs in it. Leah told them to put their ankles in these and placed a similar bar atop, locking it tight. Now, their feet were trapped and they could not turn on their sides. Leah removed the cuffs from their feet and turned to the top end of the board. There was a similar devices to secure the hands above the girls`s heads, but since they didn`t have the same height, it meant that 5`8`` Madalina could lie quite relaxed whilst 5`6`` Emanuelle was feeling rather uncomfortable and Sandrine who measured just 5`3`` was stretched painfully. After Leah had removed the handcuffs, she removed the towels, rendering the three women stark naked once again. Then, she went for the bathroom. With some frustration, they could see that Leah had grabbed the panties they had been hooded with.
„Oh no, we will be gagged with these once again!“, Madalina thought. All of them had experienced another woman`s used underwear in their mouths before, but none of them had enjoyed the experience. Leah now spoke to them:
„As you know, your new life is one of submissiveness. So, i will gag you with these, but not tie anything over your mouths. You will keep these panties all the way in for the whole night. If you spit them out or even lose then whilst sleeping, you will be in her place tomorrow!“
She pointed at Juliette who, as on keyword, let out a terrible groan. Madalina shuddered and almost involuntarily opened her mouth. Smiling, Leah gently and slowly gagged her with the pair she knew had been Emanuelle`s before. She cringed from the taste, but she fought down her gag reflex and tried to cope having the strange underwear in her mouth and not to spit it out. Both Emanuelle and Sandrine moaned with protest, but obeyed the order, too. The perspective on having to kneel on a stool surrounded by thorns and cacti was quite an argument.
„Don`t forget, if I find any of these panties anywhere else than between your lips tomorrow morning, you will all be punished severely!“
Then, Leah left her prisoners alone and went over to Juliette who looked at her without fully recognizing her. Leah loosened the crotch rope, cradled the petite mulatta in her arms and carried her over to the couch.
„I hope you have learned your lesson, Juliette?“
„Mmhhmmm!“
With her last strength, Juliette nodded weakly. Gently, Leah untied her wrists and ankles and undid the cloth from between her lips. Then, one for one, she pulled two totally sodden pairs of panties from the girl`s mouth. Juliette only could produce a croaking sound.
Leah knew that now she had to take care of Juliette`s needs. She carried the girl over to the bathtub and let her slide inside. Then, she instilled her some tea whilst she massaged her body. When she cupped her pubic mound, Juliette arched against her hand and turned her head to her, with pleading eyes. Leah smiled and pushed one of her fingers inside. It didn`t take long. Juliette had been on the brink of orgasm for an andless time and Leah had more than often shared the bed with the girl and knew exactly where to touch her. Despite being totally exhausted and dehydrated, all her sexual tension exploded in a short, but vehement climax. Then, her eyes twisted and she collapsed in Leah`s arms.
She towelled her dry and carried the girl over to her bed. She knew that now, Juliette would sleep for an entire day or so and she wanted to give her that break. Before she went to bed, too, she looked at her new captives. They looked at her with wide eyes, ut so far, they had followed her orders, as the panties were still protruding from their mouths.
And so, she found them some six hours later when she came to look for them. Actually, only Madalina had followed the order strictly. Both Emanuelle and Sandrine had worked the panties from their mouths, always keeping an eye on the door of the bedroom. However, they were exhausted fro the day`s hardships, too, and so, they had soon become tired, despite their fears and their inconvenient position. After a short whispering discussion, they had reluctantly picked up the panties with their teeth and worked them back into their mouths. It was even more humiliating than having to chew on another woman`s underwear that they had to do it on purpose now. But they had no intention in finding out what Leah would do with then if they found them ungagged. Madalina, who hadn`t dared to remove her gag, already was sleeping from sheer exhaustion.
However, the straining position and the fear of what lay ahead of them prepared them a short night and so, Leah did not have to wake the girls in the morning. For a while, she just looked down on the three naked and stretched bodies. Then, she said:
„Today, your training will begin. Unfortunately, we found out that we had been too careless about keeping our slaves under control. Some just escaped recently. And so, we will have an extra eye on you.“
„Mmhhmmmph! Uuhhmmm!“
The three squirmed the little the stocks allowed them to do. they had more than just an idea what such training meant.
„You may be pleased to hear that Don Bernardino will not take any of you by force. He expects you to get to his bed on your own will, without being restrained or forced.“
Now, the captives were perplexed. How could anyone expect them to do such a thing voluntarily! However, the smile Leah showed now was not promising any good.
„Of course, as long as you are not in the mansion, serving Don Bernardino, you will be here. And I am quite sure that after short, very short time, you might prefer him to me!“
***