The narcotic that Brahim had used worked off quickly and left the victim without headaches or feeling sick. It would have been ideal for medical use, but unfortunately, one woke up when he or she suffered from severe pain. So, it was not useful for surgery, but it was ideal for knocking out a potential kidnapping victim.
Sally opened her eyes and realized almost immediately what had happened: she had been kidnapped again. Her hands were cuffed behind her back and she felt similar cuffs around her ankles. When she tried to move, she also found out that she was wrapped in a blanket that also covered her head. From the way the cloth chaffed her skin, she realized that she still was naked.
„Mmmhhmmm!“
Her mouth was stuffed with some cloth. When she explored it with her tongue, she was almost sure that it was a pair of used panties. In addition, her mouth was wrapped with numerous rounds of tightly applied tape.
Sally squirmed and wriggled, trying to get her head free from the blanket. Since it had been wrapped around her, but not secured by anything, she was successful after a short while. When Sally looked around, she saw that she was lying in a small room that seemed to be some closet, for it lacked any furniture. Sally brought herself into a sitting position and was just about trying to rub off the tape sealing her mouth shut when the door opened. A tall man entered, followed by two black haired women, one curly and one with straight hair.
„Ah, you are awake, Salome. I hope you don`t mind if I call you Sally, this is not the place to be too formal.“
Sally looked at him with a mixture of anger and curiosity. This man knew her real first name, so, he was someone who knew who she was.
„I am sure you want to know what this is all about. Well, I can`t tell you much right now. I know that you are some kind of escape artist and so, although I am sure that we can keep you under our control, I won`t take any risks. If you manage to escape before we have reached our destination, you might endanger our plan. For now, you only need to know that you are part of a game. A game about intelligence, strength and beauty!“
Sally frowned. She considered herself to be quite intelligent, though the circumstances had prevented her from attending a college. However, despite her skills in loosening ties and to escape from being bound and gagged, her physical strength was just that of a rather sportive, but petite woman. And speaking of beauty, she knew that she wasn`t ugly, but for what that meant, she would have preferred Dorothea.
Dorothea! She now remembered her friend and raised with a squeal. The man obviously had read her thoughts, for he smiled and said:
„Your blonde friend – or should I say lover? (here, he looked deep in the eyes of Sally, but the girl neither stirred or blushed) – is more or less well. She is not here, but she is a part of the game, too. Right now, she should have recovered from the narcotic and perhaps, she has already started her first challenge. However, let`s talk about you first. By the way, my name is Brahim.“
He then introduced the two women as Maja (the curly one) and Elisa. Maja slightly nodded towards Sally, showing an unfriendly expression. Elisa, who seemed to be rather shy, really dropped a curtsy. Sally considered the two to be maids rather than accomplices.
„One might say that Dorothea`s prettier than you. One might also say that I would not have to leave the house at all to find beauty.“
Here, he looked at Maja and Elisa and with interest, Sally saw the girls`s reaction. Elisa lowered her head and blushed slightly, but Maja smiled with an expression of uneasiness.
„She loves him! And she doesn`t appreciate him having to do with other pretty girls!“, Sally thought. If her captivity continued, this would perhaps be of some importance.
„However, according to all I have been told about you and Dorothea, you two seem to be above average intelligent and strong. But now, enough talking! I am sure you want to start with the first part of our game!“
Sally could have preferred two or three other things, but she didn`t struggle when the two girls helped her to get to her feet. The blanket fell to the ground and Brahim examined her naked body with an expression as if her wanted to say:
„Well, not bad, but I have seen better!“
Sally found no time to be insulted, for Brahim stepped beside her and cradled her in his arms. She realized that he was a strong, muscular man and when she looked at his face, Sally had to admit that he at least was in the position to judge other people`s looks.
Followed by Maja and Elisa, Brahim carried Sally along the corridor to a bigger room that was dominated by a large bed. on this bed, a tall woman dressed in black blouse and trousers was tied to the bedposts. Most of her face was hidden behind a coloured scarf that covered her mouth and nose and from the way it bulged, it was clear that she was massively gagged underneath.
The woman`s eyes widened and she let out a small sound, barely audible over the humming of a generator standing beside and now, Sally recognized the blonde: it was Nymphadora.
Being naked, bound, gagged and cradled in her captor`s arms, Sally didn`t represent much dignity, but when she had seen Nymphadora last, she had been nude and tied up, bent over a toilet. For a second, Sally thought that she had been brought to the Russian to be punished, but then, she realized that Nymphadora obviously was a captive of Brahim, too.
„I don`t think that I have to introduce you to each other. I know that you know each other and that one hates the other. For this stage of the game, that`s enough!“
He carefully sat Sally on the bed, placing her butt between Nymphadora`s spread legs. Sally shifted her body to the bed`s lower end, trying to avoid physical contact with the blonde who now seemed to say something through her gag.
„I have to excuse for the noise of the generator, but we will need electric currency for the first game!“
„Mmhhmmmph! Uuuhhmmmmm! Nnnnngggg!“
Now, Nymphadora became quite hysteric and squirmed in her bonds. Obviously, she had an idea what Brahim had in mind. Then, she saw what Brahim held in his hand.
At the nurse school, Sally had learned a bit about massage techniques and one day, they had been tought about the use of electric massaging devices, too. Later, in their sleeping room, the student nurses had giggled about whether these appliances could be used for – more intimate massages, too. It seemed that now, she would find out.
„As I told you, the game`s about beauty, intelligence and strength. You are both pretty and for now, I won`t throw the Golden Apple to one of you. Your intelligence, you may prove later, too. After all, it wasn`t too difficult to catch both of you.“
Nymphadora fumed, since in her eyes, Brahim had betrayed her. But then, her eyes fell on Sally, the constant reminder of another occasion where she had stepped into a trap. At least, the little bitch would suffer now, too!
„Don`t be afraid, you won`t have to prove your strength by tug of War or by arm wrestling. Perhaps, I should have better called it a challenge of self control.“
This, combined with Brahim holding a vibrator in his hands, gave the two bound and gagged women quite an idea of what the man had in mind. And indeed, Elisa and Maja now brought some ropes.
Brahim now bent over the wriggling Nymphadora and opened her trousers. Despite her resistance, he could peel them down a bit, but with the Russian`s legs spread, he could not get very far. When he stood up again, the trousers were crumpled up around the top of her thighs. Her round hips were bare and so was her pubic mound. Sally saw that this time, Nymphadora was wearing panties, pink with a broad black lace rim.
Brahim now took one of the ropes Maja handed him and doubled it up. He slung it around Nymphadora`s waist, froming a noose and brought the ends behind her back. Sally could see the blonde`s eyes widen and hear her mew through her gag when he fumbled between her legs and brought the rope`s ends up to her waist rope.
Both girls knew what a crotch rope was, but before he knotted the ends off, Brahim pressed the vibrator`s knob against Nymphadora`s panty clad pubic mound and fixed it with the ropes. When he was finished, the Russian could not shake it off, no matter how hard she squirmed and thrusted her pelvis.
Sally had cowered at the bed`s lower end and tried to raise as less attention as possible: as long as Brahim would use the vibrator on Nymphadora, he would not use it on her. However, now, the man turned over to her.
„As I told you, this is a game, or rather a contest. So, since a contest requires some concurrence, you will participate, too.“
He took another pair of handcuffs and tied one to the bedframe, at the middle of the lower end. The other cuff, he closed around the short chain of Sally`s handcuffs. Then, he reached for her cuffed ankles and pulled Sally towards Nymphadora.
„Mmhhmmph! Nnnnngggg!“
„Mmmhrrrrrrrrmm! Hhhhrrrrrrrrrmmmmmm! Uuuhhhmmmmmm! Mph!“
Both girls tried to avoid it, but soon, Sally`s pussy was close to Nymphadora`s. Whilst Maja held her left leg, Brahim loosened Sally`s ankle and, using the cuff as a handle, brought her right leg under Nymphadora`s back. He threaded the cuff through her crotch rope and then, he retied Sally`s left leg. Now, she was sitting between Nymphadora`s thighs with open legs. Sally tried to crawl back as much as her tie allowed, bringing a few inches distance between their exposed crotches.
Brahim now took another rope that was some five yards long. He doubled it, slung it around Sally`s waist and brought the ends through the noose. Sally expected him to thread the ends between her legs, but instead, the man began to tie about 20 knots into the rope. When he worked it through her crotch now, she felt the knots rub over her pubic mound and between her buttocks. After getting the ends through her waist rope, he pulled until there was no slack. Then, he forcced Sally to move her pelvis forward.
„Mph!“, she protested.
„Mmhhrrrrrmmm! Uuuhhmmmm!“, Nymphadora added.
Finally, Sally`s arms were stretched out and her labia just touched the vibrator. She felt the cloth of the other woman`s trousers chaff her soft flesh. Brahim now tied the long ends of the rope off to the upper bed posts, just out of reach for Nymphadora`s fingers. Sally tested to shift her position, but she soon realized the perfidy of the arrangement. If she tried to get away from the vibrator, her crotch rope would tighten and make the mean knots press even harder against her sex.
„Now, here are the rules. Once this little machine starts to work, try not to get off. The one who reaches the peak of ecstasy first, is out of the game – which does not mean that she may go home, of course!“
Brahim emphasized these words by testing the blade of a vicious looking dagger. Then, he took the electric cable and connected it with the generator.
„Mmhhhhrrrrrmmmmm!“
„Uuuuhhmmmmmph!“
Both girls reared up and moaned when the vibrator started. However, after some squirming, both tried to remain as calm as possible. Sally brought her pelvis into a position that kept her private parts some millileters away from the buzzing knob. But on the other hand did not pull too much on her crotch rope. However, the ropes running to the upper part of the bed were touching the machine and so, some small vibrations were sent through her crotch anyway. She looked at Nymphadora whose expression was strained and angry, but also determined. Both girls tried to remain as calm as possible and not to give in to the mechanical teasing.
Smiling, Brahim took a can and poured some more petrol into the generator`s tank, as if he wanted to show that he had all time of the world.
***
Dorothea was awake for some time now, too. When she had opened her eyes, she had been surprised that she still was in Sally`s room. First, she had thought that there was someone watching her, but then, she had realized it was her: someone had placed the big mirror in front of the bed. in addition, the light had been turned on and what Dorothea saw now, made her freeze.
She still was naked except for her stockings and garters and was sitting in a lotus position, with her ankles tied to the opposite knee. Her arms were trapped in a leather armbinder that was also secured to her body with two straps running over her shoulders and crossing between her breasts before they went back to the sheath. Another strap was buckled around her waist and from that, a tight strap went through her labia and was fixed to her armbinder. Her arms were trapped from the middle of her upper arms to the tips of her fingers, immobilizing them and forcing her to thrust out her boobs.
„Mmhhmmm!“
She was gagged with some balled up cloth stuffed into her mouth, secured by some rounds of tape. Her first reflex was to try to shake this gag off, but when she looked at the mirror, she immediately stopped such movements.
Her upright position was ensured by a rope that was connecting her armbinder to a hook in the ceiling right above her. However, there was a candle tied to it and soon, it would burn that rope. Dorothea wondered about that arrangement, but a look in the mirror showed her that beside the rope, there was a thin wire. This also was tied to her armbinder, but the end was not tied to the hook. It just went loosely over it and then went to the trigger of a crossbow that had been positioned close to her. A crossbow that pointed directly at her chest.
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„Mmhmmph! Uuhhmmph!“
Dorothea realized that once the candle had burnt the rope, she would have to sit absolutely still to keep the wire from triggering the crossbow. Then, her eyes fell on another wire, running from the crossbow`s trigger to the door. Dorothea realized that, since the door opened to the corridor, once someone would try the door or open it, this would end with an arrow through her heart. Immediately, she stopped moaning through her gag. It would be a bitter irony if a potential rescuer would kill her in the progress.
Forcing herself to calm down, Dorothea examined her bonds. She saw that there were more ropes. Two were connecting her knees to the lower bed posts whilst another one obviously was tied between her armbinder and the upper part of the bed, forcing her to keep her position.
„Who on earth did this to me? And why did he construct such an elaborate death trap? If he wanted me dead, he could have killed me already!“
„Mph!“
A drop of hot wax landed on her bare shoulder and when she twitched involuntarily, there came some more. Seconds later, the flame had reached the rope and burnt it. Luckily, the candle went out when it fell to the ground, but now, any sudden move could be her last.
„Whoever did this, he must have confused us! Sally`s the escape artist, not me!“
However, that was not exactly true. There had been occasions on which the blonde had freed herself without the help of her friend. And perhaps, her unknown captor wanted her to do just that. After all, he had ensured that she could see the death trap and had ensured that it would not go off as long as she had been unconscious. So, Dorothea began to analyze her options.
Of course, she could wait for someone at the corridor and try to make that person clear that he should get through the window. Dorothea knew the Morse code, but she doubted if a Madeiran chamber maid would do so.
Carefully, she shifted her shoulders, but the armbinder was applied by someone who knew what he was doing. So, she thought of another possibility to get some more freedom of movement.
She looked at the crossbow and it`s bolt pointing at her. The weapon could fire only once and so, if she could get to the side, she would at least no longer be threated by that. However, if she did not move fast enough, it would possibly be her last mistake.
Dorothea breathed deeply, concentrating on both her body and the crossbow. Then, with a quick move, she bent her upper body forward, accompanied by a mewing.
TWANG!
The crossbow fired and Dorothea could hear that the bolt was boring into the wall. Panting, the girl raised her upper body again. Her first reflex was to scream through her gag, now that any rescuer could have entered, but then, she decided against it. It would be more than humiliating to be found like that and beside, she still wondered what her captor had had in mind when arranging such a complicated restraint.
She still was tied to the bed, but by crunching her upper body, she could reach the ropes around her knees with her face. Gagged as she was, she could not work on the knots – but she could rub her face against them. And so, after a long struggle, she had managed to peel off an edge of the tape. Now, she could continue by rubbing it against her shoulder. It seemed to take hours, but finally, she could spit out the gag from her mouth, followed by some drool. Dorothea had half expected it to be a pair of panties, but instead, it was a silky cloth – a cloth on which something had been written with a waterproof pen. Crumpled as it was, she could not read anything, but now, she was more than curious to find out who was behind all this.
With her teeth free, she could free her knees and ankles and, by squirming her body, she could also free her upper body from the rope holding it to the bed. Now, only the armbinder was left.
„Well, this will not come off easily. Even if I had a knife, I could not hold it!“
Then, her eyes fell on the bolt. It had hit the wall, but it was made of solid stone and so, it had only went in with it`s top; most of the sharp bladed head was visible and by touching it with her chin, Dorothea found out that it was quite solid. Then, she examined her armbinder in the mirror. She now was sure that her captor had placed it there as a help for her. She saw that the straps ended in buckles and so, she started to loosen these, using the bolt as a handle.
It was a strenuous work and Dorothea had to stop several times from sheer exhaustion, but finally, she had loosened the shoulder straps. Now, another problem occured: the bolt was too high as that she could have reached it with the belt around her waist. But if this belt was in place, she could not slip out of the armbinder.
The solution was also something her unknown captor had left in the room, with the help of the crossbow`s bow, she could get the belt open and then, squirming and wriggling, Dorothea got finally rid of the leather sheath. Shaking and massaging her numb arms, the girl went over to the bed and unfolded her gag. The message, written in French, was short:
„Congratulation, you took the first hurdle! Now, look inside the underwear drawer!“
Careful, to not activate another trap, Dorothea did as the strange message said. There, between Sally`s fresh panties, she found a cardboard tube that was some ten inches in length. She opened it and found a figure in it. It was a plastic doll – not one that looked like a baby, but one young girls could play mannequin with. However, this doll wasn`t dressed. It was naked, so to say, and whoever had placed it inside the tube had put some cord and nand aroud it to make her look bound and gagged. It didn`t look too realistic, but then, Dorothea saw that there was also a sheet of paper inside. It contained another, longer message:
„Now that you are free, you might be interested in going on with the game you now are in. Of course, you may insist that you haven`t agreed in participating, but I am sure you want to see your friend Sally alive. The tube is a hint, since she is currently trapped inside a tube, though hers is just big enough for her and made of clay. Each hour, the water level will get up four inches which means that she has some 14 hours left until breathing will become quite impossible. Please, do not waste your time by trying to find this tube and do not, I repeat, do not inform anyone. If I see you interacting with the police or talk to anyone inside the hotel about anything else but the weather or the food, I will find out and you will be guilty of Sally`s death.
Now, here`s what you have to do: to get your friend back, you will have to offer me something of the same value. I am interested in intelligence, beauty and strength. You will find all this in the hotel. Choose a woman that fits the description best and get her to your room. Once you have done so, you will get further orders.“
Dorothea shuddered. If she had got this message right, Sally`s abductor expected her to kidnap another woman as an exchange for Sally`s life. Her first impulse was to call the police, no matter what the message said. But then, she hesitated. Perhaps, they would be able to get the kidnapper, but it was not sure whether it would be before or after he killed Sally.
She looked at the crossbow. This could have killed her, but on the other hand, this stranger had taken care that she had had a realistic chance of getting free on her own accord. So, if she obeyed, he would perhaps play fair again and let Sally go.
Once more, she read the message. „Intelligence, strength and beauty“. She tried to remember which guests this referred to. According to what he implied, the abductor was interested in women that fit the description.
„Beauty“ would not be the problem, since there had been several young women who were quite pretty among the guests. One of them, who had the artist name „Pia Contessina“, even had won a beauty contest and was here for a photo shoot at the beach. This Pia really was a beautiful girl, but from the little Dorothea had seen and heard during the meals, she was rather superficial than intelligent and she also didn`t look very strong - for whatever that meant. Dorothea was quite sure that Sally`s kidnapper was interested in female weightlifters.
There were, however, three girls at the hotel who were at least very sportive. Since there were rumours that germany would be allowed to participate in the next Olympic games, many sports enthusiasts tried to prove themselves worthy, although the games would be in three years. And so, three young women from Germany were here. Actually, they were students, but they were currently spending a part of their holidays here for swimming.
Dorothea had even spoken to these three, since she was glad to speak German a bit, and Elke Janing, Ingrid Weiner and Nina Alt were indeed not dumb and, since they were taking their sport very serious, also quite strong for women. However, they shared a room and it would be impossible for Dorothea to kidnap even one of them because the three girls always stuck together.
Pia Contessina was living in a single room, but then, Dorothea remembered a woman she had seen at the beach where she had read a book. Of course, this alone wasn`t a sign of intelligence, but two elderly women and two men had asked her to sign a book for them. Curiously, Dorothea had given her a closer look and got the information that the petite woman with the dark blonde curls was Melina Poularsky – Dr. Melina Poularsky. Obviously, she was quite famous as an archeologist and her works were cited even by the leading scientific journals.
„She`s quite pretty, she definitely is intelligent and if she managed to get her reputation in a man`s world, she can`t be weak either.“
The only problem was that Dorothea was not the least keen on kidnapping a woman that had done nothing to her and that she hardly knew from seing. Again, she thought of calling the police. And again, she decided against it. They had of course some policemen at Madeira, but she doubted that these were able criminologist who could handle such a strange case of kidnapping. The abductor would easily see that the police was at the hotel and then, Sally would be doomed. Dorothea knew about her friend`s escape skills, but she didn`t want to bet on that.
Of course, she also could ask Dr. Poularsky if she would play her part in the game. However, she could not believe that the other woman would either think that she was mad or call the police herself.
„All right, I have to sit down and think clearly!“, Dorothea told herself. She looked at her watch. It was two o`clock in the morning now. She remembered that she had visited Sally at around eleven p. m. and they had been narcotized little later. So, she could calculate that Sally was trapped in her tube for some two hours now. If the man had told the truth, the water would be at some eight inches now. Sally measured some 5`2``, but of course, she would get into danger before that level was reached.
Anyway, the midst of the night was not the worst time for an abduction. Dorothea decided to at least see if it could be done. So, she put on her bathrobe and went to her room where she dressed in a black skirt and a dark blouse, together with boots (and panties, of course). Dorothea would have preferred trousers if she had to climb, but she didn`t want to seem suspicious if she walked through the hotel – and a woman wearing trousers was still something the Portuguese took notice of.
Dorothea sneaked to the lobby. The receptionist was asleep, but the book in which he had written down which guest was living in which room was lying at his desk and so, Dorothea found out that Dr. Melina Poularsky lived at the first floor, at room number five.
She checked the position of the room from the corridor and went out to the patio. Room number five was easy to find, for it was the only one whose light still was on. Cursing, Dorothea sneaked close to the window and looked inside. There, still dressed in her day`s clothes, Dr. Poularsky was sitting on a desk and writing something down.
„So, overpowering her during her sleep isn`t an option, at least not yet. But I need some preparation anyway!“
She still did not really want to commit a crime, but now, the water would have reached Sally`s knees. So, Dorothea went back for Sally`s room and collected what could be useful for her plan. The other woman had about Sally`s height and was even more petite. Her armbinder had been ideal for her proportions, but it would be too big and wide for the slender and shorter arms of Dr. Poularsky.
At least, she had the ropes which made up three lengths, each some two yards long. Dorothea forced herself to think methodically and she added the belt of Sally`s bathrobe.
„What else will I need? Of course, a gag!“
Dorothea rummaged through Sally`s belongings. She found her friend`s discarded panties, but decided to use something less humiliating. She now had decided to kidnap the doctor, but perhaps, she could find a solution that would leave her unharmed, too. So, Dorothea took a pair of fresh, rolled up stockings. She also took a scarf she tied a knot into and also a pillowcase to hood her victim.
However, Dorothea`s main problem was that she had neither a weapon nor something to knock out her victim. Of course, she could have taken the crossbow, but this seemed to be not the best solution. She vaguely knew that a skilled martial arts fighter could knock out a person with a simple blow, but her short career in the secret service hadn`t included such training.
She pulled the bolt from the wall and found that it still was quite acute. It would be enough to threaten the woman. Now, she needed a way to get into her room unseen. Sneaking back to Melina Poularsky`s door, she looked if her key stuck from the inside. Sally once had explained her how one could quite easily get such a key with the help of a pencil and a sheet of paper. But when she peeped through the keyhole, she could see that there was no key.
Then, another idea came up in her mind. At the reception, the keys of the rooms that weren`t occupied were hanging on a board. The hotel was good, but quite old and the so were the locks. Dorothea found out that only three or four different keys had been used. She took a collection and went once more to the patio, watching Melina Poularsky through the window.
It seemed that the doctor seemed to have no intention of going to bed, but when Dorothea was just thinking of another plan, she could see Melina stand up and go over to the bathroom. Quickly, Dorothea rushed inside and listened at the door. A splashing told her that obviously, Dr. Poularsky hadn`t closed the door before she relieved her bladder. Hastily, Dorothea tested the keys and when she heard the flush, she could open the door.
„I am only doing that to save Sally`s life!“, she thought by herself. Then, she sneaked into the small corridor and silently closed the door behind herself.
***