Their cage indeed allowed an excellent view at the plateau that was only some 200 yards away from the tree, although there was a barrier of thorny bushes building a border between it and Don Bernardino`s estate. With horror and fascination, the damsels had watched the strange ceremony.
They hadn`t understood everything, but at least to Dorothea, it was clear: the blonde woman – who indeed looked a bit like her – had been sacrificed and buried alive. Obviously, some horrific superstition was still alive in that part of the world.
Actually, two of the girls had hardly watched the ritual. Josette had been screaming through her gag and squirmed in her bonds until she finally had fainted. Both Emanuelle and Madalina had sighed with relief when the girl had stopped pulling on their crotch ropes her wrists had been tied to and Sally, who sat opposite to her, had had an almost ridiculous hope:
„Perhaps, she has now screamed all superfluous words into her gag and once she is free, she will talk less!“
Sally estimated the fact that Josette had freed her and that she had accompanied them in their failed rescue mission, but she still was annoyed about how talkative the little reporter was.
With her hands trapped in the armbinder, she had no chance of working on any knots and so, Sally had concentrated on any aspect of her and her companion`s bondage, trying to find a weak spot on which she could start to work on their escape. Then, she had looked up and seen that they hadn`t too much time for such things.
As the guard has said, the cage was made of solid wood and could have carried the weight of a dozen women. The ropes and the hoist were also stable enough. However, the branch the hoist was attached to seemed to ache from the constant load and Sally was sure that sooner or later, it would break, causing them to fall to the ground which was some 50 feet below them.
Sally`s mind worked best when she was under stress and so, she indeed discovered a weak chance. However, she would need the help of Josette who was just regaining her consciousness.
„Mhm? Uuuhhmmmm! Mmhhmmmmph! Mmmhhhrrrrmmm!“
Immediately, Josette continued to moan through the panties and cloth stuffing her mouth and to pull on her bonds, but Sally managed to get her attention by moving her upper body forward and bringing her face close to Josette`s.
„Mph!“
Obviously, Josette had heard the command to shut up quite often and even understood it when it came from a gagged mouth. She fell silent and looked at Sally who stared at her, trying to communicate the following with her eyes:
„Josette, I will now try something to get us free that might seem a bit strange to you! Just don`t panic and concentrate on me!“
Of course, she had no idea if Josette had understood her nonverbal message, but at least, she calmed down and stared at Sally with a mixture of fear and anticipation. With a sigh, Sally began to shake her upper body back and forth.
„Mhhmm? Uuhhmmm! Mmhhmmm!“
Josette protested when Sally`s forehead touched her breasts. Dorothea and Sandrine also moaned when the back of Sally`s head bounced against their boobs. But Sally ignored them, just like she ignored the pull of the tight strap between her legs on every move and the fact that her movements made the cage swing and added to the strain their branch was under.
When she thought that she had enough centrifugal force, Sally threw her upper body forward with all her might. As she had hoped, her face landed on Madalina`s lap. She felt Josette`s fingers brush over her cheek and chin when she was pulled back by the laws of physics. Josette looked at her as if she had lost her marbles.
„Mph! Mmhhhmmm! Mmhhhrrrmm! Mph!“
Sally looked at Josette, over to Madalina`s lap and at Josette`s hand and she thrusted forward her chin. She repeated her pantomime until Josette waved with her hand and nodded.
„Let`s hope that we are thinking the same!“, Sally thought before she started to get the cage to swing once again. She was sweating from the effort and she was sure that she could not do that once again.
This time, when Sally`s head came close to her fingers, Josette tried to grab her. She clawed her fingers into Sally`s hair and managed to keep her, although the girl was mewing with pain. Then, Sally tried to look up to Josette. Her nose was brushing over Madalina`s shaved pubic mound and she could hear a squeal from the gagged Romanian, but her prime goal had not been to embed her head on another woman`s lap.
„Mmhhmmph! Uuhhmmm!“
To her relief, Josette was maybe a chatterbox, but she wasn`t a fool. She seemed to have understood that Sally expected her to work on her gag. Had Josette been able to use her hand only on the strap tied over Sally`s lower face, it would have been a slow, but steady procedure. But now, she also had to keep Sally from bouncing back.
The solution she found caused some silent admiration from Sally, though during the next ten minutes, she was about to choke. Josette slid forward the little her bonds allowed, getting her thighs as close to Sally as possible. Then, by bending her upper body and almost dislodging her shoulder, she managed to get Sally`s head close to her lap and to trap it between her thighs.
Sally did her best to stay calm and to help keeping her position when she felt Josette`s fingers picking on the knot of the leather strap. She could smell Josette`s pussy so close to her nose and the fact that they both were covered with sweat did not improve the fragrance, nor did it help to keep the strenuous position.
„Mmmhhmmph!“
With a squeal, Josette finally sank back with sheer exhaustion and Sally, no longer held by her fellow captive, darted back on Emanuelle`s and Dorothea`s bodies. She cursed through her gag and prepared for another attempt to reach her companion when she saw that Josette was holding the leather strap between her fingers. She had been successful!
Now, wriggling off the bandage by moving her head and rubbing her mouth against her shoulders was just a matter of time and patience. Suddenly, she felt something pull on the loose end and when she looked down, she could see that Dorothea had managed to get her fingers a bit closer and had catched the dangling cloth. She looked into her friend`s blue eyes and both nodded affirmatively before Sally worked off the bandage.
Retching and only millimeter for millimeter, Sally now managed to spit out first Josette`s, than Dorothea`s panties. She licked her lips and panted. Then, she croaked:
„All right, girls, I don`t think that screaming for help will get us to anything but me getting gagged again. So, we have to work on our freedom by ourselves. However, we should avoid too much shaking, I am afraid that the branch we are hanging from isn`t the most stable.“
Sally regretted her last sentence for it caused the others to mew with fear, but luckily, they did not panic and so, there wasn`t much flailing and squirming. She looked around. Tied as she was, she could not reach the wrists of any of the girls – except for Josette, but her hands were handcuffed and these cuffes were tied off to the crotch straps of Madalina and Emanuelle. Not only would it be quite disgusting, she also would need hours to chew through one of these leather straps. But perhaps, she could conduct the little chatterbox to do what had to be done. The only problem was that it could end in Josette`s death.
„Josette, I will now bend forward and try to free your ankle ties with my teeth. If I succeed, you can push yourself backwards with your legs and then, you can reach behind the back of those two“, she nodded towards Madalina and Emanuelle, „and try to open the buckles of their crotch straps. Then, your hands would be free! Did you get me?“
„Mmhhmmm!“
Josette nodded and Sally squirmed and crunched her belly to get her head towards Josette`s bound ankles. After another half an hour, she had succeeded in chewing through the ropes and sank back against the two other girls, panting heavily.
Now, Josette had to be careful not to slip into the gap between the bars. Otherwise, she would be dangling from the rope connecting her crotch rope to the cage`s upper rim – and from her wrists bound to the other`s crotch ropes.
But Josette once again showed admirable litheness and she managed to get one of her hands behind Emanuelle`s back. The girl mewed and her eyes widened, but after some tightening and loosening, the crotch strap fell and Josette`s wrist was free. When she wanted to reach for her gag, Sally told her to stop.
„You are talking too much even in harmless situations! We can`t risk that you are screaming out your panic and alert our captors! Keep that gag in until we are safe! I know you feel like choking, but you can stand it! After all, I changed my panties yesterday!“
Josette mewed with disgust when Sally reminded her of what she was gagged with, but after some hesitating, she nodded and instead reached behind Madalina to loosen the Romanian`s crotch strap and to free her other wrist. Then, she managed to knot off the rope tying her to the cage.
„Good. Do you think you can cllimb up to the branch and lower the cage with the help of the hoist?“
„Nnnggg!“
Vigorously, Sally shook her head and Sally nodded. It would have been the easiest way of freeing them all if they were on steady ground, but she remembered that even the men had needed the strength of two to handle the hoist.
„All right, try to get over to me and release me from that sheath! Then, I can help you.“
This was accompanied by some more swinging of the cage and more than once, the branch ached, causing the captives to mew with fear. But finally, Sally had her arms free. Once she had untied her ankles, she hugged the petite French.
„Josette, if you can`t talk, you are really an excellent person!“
Ignoring Josette`s indignant moan, she climbed up the cage and helped the other girl to follow her. Then, they examined the hoist, but before they could try to lower the cage, Dorothea suddenly moaned:
„Mmhhmmph! Uuhhmm!“
First, sally thought that she had seen some guard approaching, but then, she realized that the blonde was pointing at the plateau. Sally understood: if they would get to another branch of that tree, they could perhaps abseil to the other part of the thorn hedge between the Don`s estate and the outer world.
„You are right, we will try! Now, we will free you one by one. We will take as much of the ropes with us, since we might need it. But, I repeat it: anyone who thinks she might panic and scream better remains gagged!“
The four damsels nodded and even Josette had made no further attempt of removing her gag. Sally climbed back on the cage and first freed Dorothea who, instead of ungagging herself, worked on Madalina`s bonds whilst Sally freed Sandrine. Josette had meanwhile tied the rope that had crotch roped her to the tree and had knotted a noose to the other end. With the help of that rope, and aided by Josette, all six girls finally were half lying, half standing on the thick branches. Then, with a sound like a sigh, the branch with the cage broke and fell to the ground.
„Well, at least we now know that it was the cage`s weight and not ours!“
Sally began to giggle hysterically and soon, the other women joined in. It sounded like some stuttering bees, since the others were still thoroughly gagged, but it helped them to relax a bit.
Then, They helped each other to remove their gags. With a last warnig look, Sally freed Josette and allowed her to spit out her gag.
Only Emanuelle and Sandrine reached for the sodden garments who weren`t theirs and put them on. The other`s panties had either been torn or the girls had thrown them away with disgust, preferring to stay naked.
Sally had meanwhile tied the ropes they had together. When she had climbed on a strong branch that protruded over the thorns, she found out that it was just long enough to reach the ground.
„All right, let`s start with the most buxom! If you fail, we others at least have a soft landing area!“
„Hey! You will pay for that!“, Dorothea protested when Sally playfully slapped her naked butt. But Dorothea wasn`t really angry. Now that they were at least trying to escape, she felt rather euphoric.
It was some 40 feet to the ground, but by aiding each other, the six naked or respectively panty-clad women reached the ground.
„All right, what now? We can`t walk to the next village like that!“
Dorothea pointed over to the little tent in which the black priestess and her assistant had disappeared.
„They sure have some clothes in there. At least, we can take the tent`s cloth. Besides, we should take care of these two so they can`t alert anyone.“
Slowly and carefully, the six nude girls approached the tent.
***
Some two hours earlier, Marie and her group of rebels had had to find out the hard way that some of the prejudices about the Haitian peasants being a superstitious folk were perfectly true.
Their original intention had been to get some provision at the abandoned village, but when they had arrived there, the inhabitants had come back from the ceremony, too. This wasn`t a problem, since most of the Haitians at least supported the rebels by not talking about them and besides, some of the villagers knew the Amazones from seeing. The only thing was that now, they would have to pay for their goods.
However, this time, the peasants surrounded them as if they were something they had never seen before. The look in their faces was between rejection and fear. Marie frowned, but then, she spoke to the Mayor she knew from her youth:
„Aristide, what`s the matter? Could you just give us some bread, dried meat and-“
She stopped when she saw that Aristide was still staring at her and the others. For a moment, Marie thought that they had taken some drugs at the ceremony, but then, she seemed to understand: they were wondering about who Vivian was. Marie smiled and explained:
„It seems that more and more, the Americans seem to understand that they are doing wrong. This woman has decided on her own will to support our fight! We are winning!“
However, Aristide`s face remained reserved. Meanwhile, the villagers had built a circle around the five women. With a slightly drawling voice, he spoke:
„The priestess told us that Allison has failed and that she had to be punished. We have just witnessed her punishment! And now, we are not sure what to do with you!“
Marie`s jaw dropped down. This was the least she had expected! All the time, it had seemed that the peasants had seen something slightly supernatural in the white woman from the USA who was fighting for their cause, but now, this admiration seemed to have changed.
„W-well, then, we will just go our way, Arisitide!“
She stepped forward, but the Mayor didn`t step back and the people standing close tightened their grips around the clubs many of them were carrying.
„Get out of our way, or we will shoot free our passage!“
Vivian! Since she had aonly a vague idea of what it meant to be a rebel, she had just thought that this was their first challenge. So, she had risen her gun and pointed at the crowd with them. With upcoming panic, Marie knocked the weapon from her hand.
„Are you mad? They are hundreds and besides, there are children, too! And those are the people we are fighting for!“
However, this outbreak of loyalty towards the peasants had been one-sided. They now approached and more and more, the Amazones were rounded up, since they were standing back to back in the middle of the crowd. Suddenly, Jasmine lost her nerves and screamed.
As if this had been the signal, the crowd now attacked. Marie felt hands grabbing her and she frantically lashed about, but after just a minute, all five women had been wrestled to the ground. Each was grabbed by her limbs by four men whilst a fifth had slung an arm around their lower faces, effectively silencing them. Now, Aristide spoke again:
„The priestess shall decide what to do with you! We will prepare you for her so that, if she says you have to be punished, too, she can do it. But if she decides to spare you, we will let you go! But since she has forbidden us to come back for the next 24 hours, we will wait!“
„Mmhhhrrrrmmmm!“
The five girls squirmed in the grips of their captors, but obviously, Aristide was keen on showing anticipatory obedience towards Leah. Besides, he had never appreciated the idea of female rebels and this was an opportunity to humiliate them a bit, even if the priestess would tell them to let them go.
„First, let`s strip them! As you know, they have to be naked for their punishment!“
Actually, he just knew that Allison had been nude during the ceremony – a fact that Leah only had added for optical reasons. But now, when several men started to rip the clothes from the desperate women, he could see that now, they more and more were losing their fear they had been carrying after the terrible ritual they had witnessed.
After less than a minute, all Amazones had been stripped naked and some men were dancing around, waving their torn panties and bras through the air. After the encounter with the power of the priestess, these girls were just a welcome valve for their emotions.
Aristide thought about where to tie up the Amazones. He hadn`t dared to say so, but he would not go back to Leah before bright daylight and so, they had to stow the girls somewhere where an occasional patrol would not find them. On the other hand, he wanted that everyone could see them. The village had no prison, not even an arrest cell, and so, he finally decided to get them to the smithy.
The reason for that was that Alain, the blacksmith, could easily build some makeshift cuffs for the girls. In enforced silence and fuming through the arms pressing on their lips, the naked women watched as Alain, aided by a group of helpers, wrought some clamps and chains together and tied their wrists to their backs. These handcuffs weren`t elegant, but they were solid and so, the men let the Amazones go.
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„You pigs, you will payoouuhhmmmph!“
Immediately, the girls attacked the group with kicks and began to shower them with swearwords and so, they quickly grabbed and handgagged them again. With a lucky high kick, Marie had hit Aristide`s face and now, he wiped some blood from his lip. Smiling wolfishly, he ordered:
„Do their feet, too!“
Alain quickly produced five pairs of cuffs for their ankles and then, after another order by Aristide, the captives were dragged to the shore where some fishing boats were lying upside down and some fishing nets had been draped for drying and repairing. Vivian was blushing all over when she felt all the curious gazes on her naked white body, but first of all, the Amazones struggled as much as they could. Cora, who had managed to free her head, let out a scream that at it`s highest note changed into a gurgling sound. The man standing beside had stuffed the panties he had been waving into her mouth and now secured the gag by tying his bandana between her lips. This idea was approved by the crowd and soon, all five women were gagged with a pair of panties and tightly cleave-gagged. By coincidence – or maybe, by meanness of their captors - , none of them was chewing on her own pair of used underwear and their bulging eyes and straine expressions told the bystanders that none of the five appreciated her gag.
One of the boats lying upside down was built like a large canoe and the five naked girls were leaned over it side by side. Then, one by one, Alain bent their bound arms over their heads and buckled their wrists to their ankle cuffs. Now, the Amazones were bent over the canoe´s hull, their boobs pointing to the sky and their heads either dangling to the sand or kept up with some effort. The canoe`s railing dug into their armpits and popliteals and they had no chance of hiding their charms from any viewer. A chorus of angry moans and grunts could be heard, but Aristide now went to two men and ordered:
„Just wait here and take care that they remain unharmed until we know what the priestess says. The people may look, but not touch them. And, be prepared to hide them under some nets or tarps if a patrol car appears.“
He let his eyes wander over the five naked bodies who were bent over the canoe side by side, writhing and squirming in their hogties. Aristide noticed that by sheer coincidence, they had been arranged by color: Cora and Marie, the Blacks, were at the outsides of the group, followed by Jasmine and Beatrice whilst the pale Vivian was in the middle.
„I hope the priestess will leave it to us to punish them“, he thought by himself.
***
„If there won`t be someone coming soon, we all will die just because I have to pee!“
It was a ridiculous thought, but Brenda wasn`t in the mood for laughing, even if she had not been thoroughly gagged. But nature was calling more and more and she was needing more and more of her decreasing strength to keep herself from moving around. Her position allowed her to squeeze her thighs together, but she didn`t dare to shift her body, for that would have caused her crotch rope to trigger the grenade. When she looked over to her companions, she could see that they were obviously suffering under the same pressure. Or, maybe, they were just sweating and looking strained from sheer fear. Not that it mattered anymore.
If Brenda had been able to pull at her bonds and to squirm on the floor, she would at least have had a valve for her growing panic. All her attempts of wriggling free her taped fingers or to rub of the tape sealing her mouth had led to nothing and now, she was condemned to wait for whatever their captors would decide for them next.
„Mmhhmmm! Uuhhhmmmmm! Mmhhmmmmmm!“
Again, some louder squeals came from the rolled carpet lying near their feet. Although she could only see two pairs of naked feet, Brenda knew that there were two women tied inside the cocoon, obviously face to face and gagged as thoroughly as they were. According to logic, it were Maureen and Nicole.
What bothered Brenda was the fact that the sounds that emerged from within the carpet were not such of pain or fear. For her, it was hard to accept it, but these mews and sighs were those of two women in the state of arousal.
„Well, that`s a way of spending the waiting time, too! Behaving like two wanton whores, no matter who might come and see!“
Brenda knew that she didn`t look that representative and decent either, naked and with her boobs thrust out, but at least, she wasn`t throwing away all decency. That was, if she could still fight the urge to relieve her bladder.
„Uuuuhhmmmmm! Mmmhhhhrrrrrrrmm! Uuhhmmmm! Mmhhhmmmmmmmmmm!“
Now, the two pairs of feet twitched uncontrolled and according to the sounds, one of the cocooned women – or even both – had reached her climax. Brenda wanted to close her eyes with disgust when another detail caught her attention: caused by the squirming of the bond and gagged Nicole and Maureen, the carpet roll had moved a bit. Not very much, but now, it was just a few inches away from the wire connecting the other grenade with the tarp covering the tent`s entrance.
„Thanks to god, they have stopped!“, Brenda thought, but she could not take her eyes from the wire so close to the rolled carpet. Then, to her horror, she saw that the two lovebirds were accelerating their moves again.
„Nnngggg! Mmhhhrrrrmmm! Mmhhmmph!“
Brenda screamed through her gag and soon, the other three girls joined in, but the two women inside the carped didn`t seem to notice. Soon, the roll began to move and slowly, but steadily, it began to roll towards the wire.
„Mmmhrrrrrrrmmmmm!“
Brenda closed her eyes when she saw the wire move. She waited for the big bang that would send her to another world, but nothing happened. Blinking, she opened her eyes again – and looked directly at the face of Captain Taylor who was holding the two grenades in his hand, smiling.
„Although I am a Marine, it seems we arrived in the nick of time, just like the cavalry!“
Brenda now came back to herself and when Taylor put the grenades aside, she could see Armand, too. He had cut loose their crotch ropes and was just ungagging Samantha whom he gently assisted in sitting up.
The crotch rope hung loosely between her still bound legs and Brenda now noticed that she had wet herself, but now, she was alive and soon would be free. Obviously, this Captain and his Sergeant had risen from their graves to save her and the others.
Actually, the explanation was less supernatural, but to Taylor and Armand, it seemed like a miracle anyway. By throwing himself at Taylor, Armand had prevented himself and his superior from getting blown to pieces by the explosion. Had Marie used a grenade for this trap, too, it would have been it, but she had used some dynamite and so, the explosion had been strong enough to make the cave`s entrance collapse, but there had not been myriads of deadly splinters like a grenade would have caused.
After some time, Taylor and Armand had realized that they had survived the trap and were unharmed, except for some bruises and lacerations. However, when they lit a match, they could see that the entrance now was destroyed totally.
Taylor, who had been a Boy Scout in his youth, remembered an old trick and when they stumbled through the cave in total darkness, he lit another of their precious matches. Then, by keeping it as still as possible, he searched for a draught. He knew that this would be a hint of an opening to the surface. And indeed, this had worked. After some hour, they had found an opening.
Unfortunately, this had been just five inches in diameter. Armand had just wanted to work on it with a stone when Taylor looked outside and pointed at some figures. It were the rebels, carrying some big bundle into what turned out to be a hidden tent. He had thought of opening fire through the opening, but had decided against it. Instead, the two men had waited until the five women – among them, he realized with astonishment, had been Vivian, dressed in trousers – had left the tent, without the bundle.
Then, he and Armand had worked on widening the hole and after some other hour, they were able to get themselves out of the cave. They had approached the tent and when they had seen that there was a light inside, Armand had sneaked close and cut a secret hole into the side to peep inside.
„Before you look inside, better take a deep breath“, Armand had whispered with a strange smile. And indeed, when Taylor had watched, the sight of the four women, all naked, bound and gagged, had almost distracted him from the trap Marie had arranged.
A minute later, the men had cut loose the four captives and Taylor meant to Brenda who was just working on her gag:
„Can you – can you finish untying yourself? Armand and I will wait outside. I am sure that you will find some clothes inside these boxes and sacks.“
Gratefully, Brenda nodded. The two men had seen her and the other three already in the nude, but this dicreet gesture mattered to her. Taylor handed her his pocket knife and padded the shoulder of Armand who was just rewarded by Samantha with a kiss. When they went for the door, his eyes fell on the carpet roll. Since the blindfolded and deafened girls inside hadn`t noticed his presence at all, they still were squirming in the throes of passion.
„I will never fully understand women and how they think, not even if I reach a hundred and twenty years of age“, he muttered before he and Armand left the tent.
***