Brahim`s boat had left the harbour of Funchal at around noon and they had brought some 100 miles between them and Madeira when Brahim stopped the engine for the moment. He wanted to stop for some hours before they would get on to not overheat the engine. He and his maids were quite relaxed. The Atlantic Ocean had been quite and since neither navigating towards the African coast nor holdig the tiller was difficult, he had been able to sleep for a few hours when the girls had taken over. The only one who was quite in a mess was Sally.
The constant rolling and swaying of the small boat had forced her to rock her upper body back and forth in a slow, steady rhythm. Even with her inconvenient position, having to sit with her legs spread wide, this would have caused the exhausted girl to doze off sooner or later. However, there was the leather thong that was tied between her legs and connected her neck to her waist belt. The only way to keep the crotch strap from pressing against her pubic mound was to bend forward, but this was pure torture for her stomach muscles after only a few minutes. And lowering her upper body to the planks would have meant that the crotch rope would have cut deep into her pussy. So, she had tried to keep sitting as still as possible, trying to minimize the chaffing of her soft flesh and to maximize the possibility to relax.
The combination of the movements of both the waves and the boat had prevented that, however. Sally had been forced to move almost constantly and so, there had been a permanent teasing and tingling between her legs, sometimes interrupted by a sharp pain when the boat had hit a bigger wave or when she had lost balance and leaned her upper body back too much. The perpetual massage had not been without a result. Sally had not been teased enough to reach climax once again, but slowly, her body had responded. Her clit and labia now were swollen and when she had once more sunk to the planks, the crotch rope had slid into her where she could not remove it anymore.
During the trip, Brahim and the two women had almost completely ignored her. From time to time, Maja or Elisa had moistened the cloth covering her back and shoulders, but none of her captors had spoken to her or showed some interest in the naked, bound and gagged girl.
Now, Brahim gently removed Sally`s shoulder cloth. Weakly, the girl blinked at him. She was lying on her back, barely able to concentrate on the man and suffering from thirst. When he reached under her and loosened the crotch rope, Sally let out a deep groan of relief. Brahim took the sunglasses from her eyes and smiled at her. Then, she felt his hand on her pubic mound.
„Mhhmmm?“
She was too exhausted to protest when he began to move his fingers. But she also was in a state of semi-arousal from being crotch roped for hours. After a short while, Brahim`s fingers slid inside her without resistance and she moaned and squirmed weakly in her tight bonds. Parts of her tried to collect enough strength to resist, but soon, she writhed under Brahim`s caresses.
„Uuuhhmmmmm! Mmmhhmmmmm! Mmhhmmmmm!“
Sally tried not to respond, but after all the exhaustion, fear and all the slight, but perpetual teasing, it was too much of a relief. Her body answered to Brahim`s caresses almost immediately, before Sally could even really become concerned. She came almost unspectacular, but it felt like sinking on a bed after a long, strenuous day.
Whilst she still was panting with closed eyes, Brahim untied her legs, allowing her to shake her cramping limbs. Then, he untied the headscarf from her and kissed her forehead before helping her to sit up.
„Before we eat, you might want to refresh yourself.“
Weakly, Sally nodded, still not able to think properly. Brahim loosened her neck collar, the tape around her fingers and her elbow cuffs and tied her wrists in front of her body. He helped Sally to sit at one of the benches at the ship`s side and tied a long rope to the chain between her handcuffs.
„Can you swim?“, he asked.
„Mhm?“
Obviously, Brahim took this for a „yes“, for he suddenly grabbed her legs and threw her overboard. Sally, who was quite a good swimmer, struggled to get back to the surface and snorted through her nose, flailing her legs to keep her head above water. Then, she heard Brahim start the ship`s engine again.
However, this was not meant to torture Sally. He kept the boat`s speed very low and so, she had no difficulties in following the boat. On the contrary, after a while, she felt the refreshment of being able to move her nuscles and to feel the cool water running over her body. In addition, she could relieve herself without being seen.
After some fifteen minutes, Brahim stopped the boat and pulled her back. When he helped her back aboard, she could see that Maja had prepared a bucket with freshwater and a towel. Sally sat down and washed the salt from her skin before she began to peel the tape from her mouth. She could ungag herself unhindered, Brahim only took the bandage from her and when she worked Nymphadora`s totally sodden panties from her mouth, he ordered her to give them to him, too, in exchange for a bottle of water she greedily drank.
When in the water, Sally had regained some of her fighting spirit, but her situation was not inviting to try anything. She had already looked around, but there was only water around them. Even if she had not been handcuffed, it wood have been a bad idea to swim away. And since her captors were three against her, a fight would also been quite one-sided. Sally knew how to get free from ties, but she wasn`t a skilled fighter and besides, she still was more than tired. So, she just accepted some of the fruits and sandwiches Elisa had prepared and drank some more water. After the meal, she felt tired, but almost relaxed.
„So, what is this all about? I know that I am worth such an effort, but what`s Dorothea`s part in all this? And how about Nymphadora and that blonde woman you obviously left behind, too?“
Brahim smiled and thought about how he could answer without revealing too much of his plan before he said:
„Dorothea will get me what I want: strength, intelligence and beauty. She will do so because she wants to free you from my hands. If she`s successful, she has won her part of the game. I can`t explain to you the complete game now, Sally, but soon, it will unfold to you. But, be sure that as long as you behave, you will remain alive and all well. Now, time to sleep for you, Sally!“
Sally wanted to protest, but Brahim gently, but with some strength made her lay down on the planks again. He fixed her handcuffs to an eyelet, then, he stretched her body before cuffing her feet to another eyelet. The position forced Sally to remain in a lying position and kept her from reaching her head with her fingers, but it allowed some movement and was almost convenient. Then, he ripped a piece of tape from a roll and approached her face.
„We are alone here, but a fast ship may appear and then, we would have to gag you anyway. However, if you promise not to work this off, you will be allowed to sleep with just that little piece of tape over your lips.“
Sally allowed him to tape her mouth shut. She was just too tired to be defiant and only seconds after Brahim had put a cushion under her head, she was soundly sleeping.
***
During their preparations, Dorothea had to admit that kidnapping all these girls wasn`t just a crime she had been forced to do – it also was very intriguing. She always told herself that it was only meant to trick Brahim and that they wanted to release their victims as soon as possible, but more and more, she took it as an adventure.
At noon, they had visited the airfield, pretending that they wanted to visit Gran Canaria and the pilot had been more than willingly to explain the details of his plain to the two blondes. In fact, he was quite distracted by the fact that Nymphadora was wearing no bra and so, she and Dorothea could check facts about the plane.
„Phew, I thought he would start to drool any second!“, Nymphadora sighed when they had left the airfield.
„At least, he took notice of you more than of me“, Dorothea pouted mockingly and they collected their new information. The plane could carry some 600 lbs and could easily reach Gran Canaria – which meant that the African coast wouldn`t be a problem either. The only problem was that the plane was only designed for the pilot plus one passenger. The mail was deposited in a large box that was fixed between the wheels and had the measurements of a coffin. Dorothea shuddered when she remembered how she had been stowed in the sarcophagus, but their flight would only last four to five hours which she considered tolerable.
„The good news is that I can indeed fly this plane and that we don`t need any keys. I bent forward to close my shoe when I asked the pilot to fill the tank, since I wanted to fly tomorrow, although it will be Sunday. So, once his blood is back at his brain, he will refuel the plane and look forward to be alone with me during the flight.“
The airfield wasn`t guarded, since it was not considered necessary by the authorities. So, their only porblems were to kidnap all the damsels, to get them to the plane and to stow them before they could leave for Morocco.
Whilst Nymphadora wanted to take care of Melina and take care of some other things, Dorothea went back for the hotel and tried to observe their victims. It turned out that still no one was missing Melina Poularsky. One of the maids asked her about Sally, but she could tell her a plausible story about her friend feeling sick and that she would look after her.
The fact that the next day would be Sunday had some consequences on their victims, too. On this day, the hotel guests were requested to were decent clothes, which of course did not allow swimsuits. So, Nina, Elke and Ingrid were spending long hours in the water, since they would leave at Monday and wanted to do as much training as possible before. And Pia Contessina had left for a nearby church together with a photographer and a dressman to do a photo shoot in wedding dresses. She also would leave on Monday and so, this night would be their only chance.
If anyone had noticed the missing keys, nobody suspected Dorothea to have taken them and so, it was quite easy for her to sneak into the room of the three swimmers. Here, the typical disarray of three young women travelling alone could be seen. Clothes and underwear were lying everywhere and it seemed that the room service had only made the beds and then given up to keep order.
Looking out of the window, Dorothea could see the red swimsuit of Nina in the waves and she looked at her watch. It was about three o`clock now and she was sure that the three swimmers would skip lunch and have an early dinner instead. Before, they would return for their room to have a shower and to change clothes, of course.
„The only problem is that only one of them can shower at the same time and so, two will be at the room.“
However, an idea came up in her mind and she carefully left and went for Pia`s room. Though she was alone, there was an even bigger mess and though the girl had left hours ago, the smell of perfume still was strong. Dorothea found some magazines that showed Pia and she could see that she was indeed a beauty, but that the photographs all were very decent. Obviously, Pia was a good Catholic girl that did not pose in swimsuits or kneelength skirts. She also found a short article, telling her that Pia was 19, born in Porto and that her real name was Pia Maria Costa.
Dorothea also checked the adjacent room. Obviously, the dressman and the photoghrapher had to share one room. The last evenings, the three had always been sitting together for dinner and Pia had retired early whilst the men had remained at the bar. So, overpowering her would be comparatively easy.
Whilst she still was thinking about that, she could hear steps at the corridor and the voices of a woman and two men talking in Portuguese. Dorothea hid under the bed and cursed her carelessness. Moments later, the two men entered the room.
However, it seemed that they were not interested in looking under their bed. Instead, they quickly changed into their bathing pants and put on bathrobes. According to the little of their conversation she could understand, Dorothea concluded that they wanted to take the chance to bath in the sea whilst Pia, who of course could not show herself in such a daring outfit, would take a rest.
The men away and Pia sleeping: although it was broad daylight, Dorothea decided to give it a try. She waited until she could see the two men getting into the water, then, she went back to the corridor. From Pia`s to her own room, it were just some 15 yards. However, 15 yards with a boud and gagged woman could be a little bit suspicious. But then, she had another idea.
She hasted for Sally`s room where she found two things her friend had bought on their first visit to Funchal: a French fashion magazine – and a lighter in the shape of a small pistol. Sally didn`t smoke, but she had liked the idea and decided to give it to Wladimir. The lighter looked like the toy it was, but perhaps, Pia would be too frightened to recognize it.
Dorothea put the toy gun away, then, she quickly refreshed her makeup and took the magazine. At Pia`s door, she knocked and after a while, a still drowsy young woman opened the door. Had it been another situation, Dorothea would have laughed: Pia Contessina was still dressed in one of the wedding dresses, but with her sleepy eyes and her slightly smudged makeup, she didn`t look much like an innocent bride.
Speaking in quick French, Dorothea told Pia that she was working for the magazine she held to the girl`s nose and that she wanted Pia to work for said magazine. It turned out that Pia obviously only spoke Portuguese, but Dorothea now repeated the name of the magazine and dropped words like „famous“ and „money“ in both French and Italian, hoping Pia would understand her. Then, she asked „photo?“ and made a pantomime of her using a camera. Pia yawned and seemed to agree upon the idea and so, Dorothea headed for her room. Pia said something, but Dorothea just waved impatiently, repeating the words „photo“, „money“ and „famous“. Reluctantly, the model approached Dorothea and followed her inside her room.
Inside, she seemed to wonder where Dorothea`s camera was and looked around questioningly, but instead, Dorothea closed the door behind them and produced the toy gun. The girl laughed, then, when Dorothea still pointed at her with the weapon, her eyes widened and she started to stammer something. Dorothea guessed that Pia tried to convince her that she had no money or that this all was a terrible mistake, but she just pointed to the bed with the lighter. Still talking, Pia obeyed. With her left, Dorothea ripped off the curtain string and told Pia to turn on her belly. The girl pleaded, but Dorothea tied her wrists behind her back. In the corner of her eye, she saw that Pia now prepared to yell and she quickly jumped upon her captive and slung her left arm around the lower part of her face.
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„Hhhrrrrrrmmmm! Uuuhhmmmmmm! Mmmhhrrrrrmmm!“
Pia squirmed and flailed, but she had not won the beauty contest and become a photo model for her strength and fighting skills. With her 5`3``, Pia was of average height for a Portuguese woman and her slim figure, together with her big bust and her blue eyes that were quite rare and matched nicely with her mane of black curls had gotten her the job. Dorothea was stronger and taller and after a while, she had shoved a small tablecloth into Pia`s mouth and secured it with a stocking tied between her lips.
„Uuuhhmmmm! Mmmhhmmph! Nnnggg!“
Dorothea now grabbed the girl`s flailing legs and tied them together with the other stocking. Using another curtain string, she put the girl into a hogtie and tied the end around her neck. Now Pia would choke herself if she struggled too much. It was a gruesome tie, but Dorothea neecded her to remain still whilst she quickly hasted for Pia`s room to close the door.
Back at her captive, she loosened the neck tie, but kept the girl hogtied and pressed the toy gun under her chin until Pia stopped screaming through her gag and just whimpered quietly, staring at Dorothea as if she was some monster.
Now, it would be a race against time. Being Southern Europeans, Pia and the two men had never went to dinner before nine p. m. and Dorothea hoped that the men would not return for their room before eight o`clock. The swimmers, however, would sure eat at seven o`clock when the hotel`s restaurant opened. If they managed to overpower them and get all four girls out of the hotel before Pia`s companions recognized her disappearance and raised alarm, they would have a fair chance.
„Mmmhhmmph! Mph!“
Again, Pia moaned through her gag. Dorothea thought of how to calm the girl down, but in the few days at Madeira she had only learned a few polite phrases in Portuguese. Then, she had an idea: Pia`s artist name sounded Italian and her first name sounded more Italian than Portuguese, too. So, she turned into that language and asked:
„Can you understand me?“
Pia`s eyes grew even bigger, but she fell silent and nodded. Dorothea smiled slightly and hoped that the girl was as naive as it seemed. If she could make Pia believe her story, things would be a bit easier.
„I have to apologize for having to do that all to you, but it`s for your own safety! I can`t free you now and I also can`t explain the details to you, but you are in no danger! As you might have guessed already, I am an agent – a British agent, to be exactly. Our country has traditional close relations to yours and so, our secret services are working together. Can you please calm down and stand it to be bound and gagged, just for a little longer, for your country`s good?“
Had Pia been a more intelligent woman, she would have easily seen the giant plotholes in Dorothea`s story, starting by the fact that it was very unlikely that a foreign agent acting on Portuguese ground didn`t even know the language. However, Pia Contessina was pretty, even gorgeous, but not the brightest. Besides, she was terrified and exited and a naive girl of 19. Though Sally was even one year younger, one could not compare the two.
„Mmhhmm!“
Trying to sound brave, Pia nodded and Dorothea padded her shoulder. Then, she explained to Pia that later, she would be brought out of the line of fire by plane. By this time tomorrow, she would be free again and maybe, after another day, she would be brought home.
„You will remain unharmed – and since my colleague and I are both female, there will be no danger for your innocence either.“
Dorothea laughed when she said so, but she knew that she could only keep that promise if she would not have to hand Pia over to Brahim. However, the girl seemed indeed to calm down and Dorothea dared to once again do a short visit to the girl`s room. When she came back, she was carrying some of Pia`s scarves.
„Mhm?“
Instead of answering, Dorothea freed Pia`s legs and tied them to the bed`s lower posts with two scarves. She even pulled down the hem of Pia`s billowing skirts before she released her wrists and tied them to the upper bedposts with two more scarves. This position would be more convenient and maybe help to make her fake story more plausible. The girl moaned through her gag and Dorothea loosened the stocking. However, when Pia tried to spit out the wadded gag, she shoved it in even deeper and only replaced the stocking by a scarf that would cut less into the corners of her mouth.
„Sorry, we can`t take any risk that you will scream!“
Once again padding the girl`s shoulder, she sneaked out of her room and went for the lobby where she met with Nymphadora that appeared little later. She quickly explained what she had done and the Russian nodded. Then, they went back for Dorothea`s room where Nymphadora even managed to play nice and friendly towards Pia who looked like the victim of a wedding prank, tied up and gagged still wearing the wedding dress.
The two blondes planned their further proceeding. They talked in English, knowing that Pia would not understand them and in addition, it emphasized their fake background as British agents.
„Of course, we could try to use that story again, but I am afraid that my countrywomen are a bit more clever than her. Anyway, we still have the problem of getting the girls to the plane unseen.“
Nymphadora smiled and said enigmatically:
„If only we had a mode of transport.“
Dorothea raised an eyebrow and so, Nymphadora revealed her plan to her. It was daring, almost dangerous, but it could work. So, Dorothea nodded and they left. Before, she explained to Pia that it would be necessary to restrain her further. The girl didn`t appreciate the idea, but Dorothea took another scarf and tied it over her head. Then, she taped a few rounds around her head at mouth and eyes level to secure her gag and to blindfold her. Then, she taped Pia`s fingers and left after she had once more assured the girl that this was only a temporary inconvenience.
Dorothea and Nymphadora went to the other floor where they saw the wheeled clothes basket the room maids used when they changed the bedsheets. It was usually parked in a corner of the corridor and only brought to the laundry every Thursday. Now, it was half filled with dirty bedsheets.
„It will be a bit cosy inside, but it might go.“
Then, they opened the door of the girls`s room and prepared some things before they both hid behind the curtains that reached unto the floor. When they were careful, their hideout also allowed them to watch the beach where they saw Ingrid, Nina and Elke had left the water and were sitting together at the beach. Then, they rose and went towards the hotel.
Now, the most important thing was to overpower the girls one by one. Dorothea had left a note on their table, written on hotel paper, that said:
„Please contact reception to confirm time of departure.“
Dorothea knew that the staff had changed since the morning and so, it would not be suspicious for the moment if the girls would go and the hotel employee had no idea what they were talking about. She only hoped that they would not go all three together.
The door opened and both Dorothea and Nymphadora stiffened in their hideouts. Chatting and laughing, the girls entered and though it was far from being professional, Dorothea gleed about the fact that she could understand them whilst Nymphadora only spoke a little German.
„Oh no, why haven`t they told us when we passed the reception two minutes ago?“, Elke sighed when her eyes fell on the written note.
The blonde seemed to have won the argument about who would be allowed to use the shower first, for she removed her bathrobe and her swimsuit and disappeared in the bathroom. Ingrid and Nina sat on the beds and the redhead reached for her cigarettes, finding only one left. With a sigh, she said to Ingrid:
„I was almost sure that we had two left. Well, it seems to be an omen. I will go to the reception and get a new packet on the way!“
Dorothea smiled. She had recognized earlier that both Nina and Ingrid, despite being sportswomen, sometimes smoked and the missing cigarette was currently resting in her bag. As she had hoped, Nina put her bathrobe back on and left the room.
When the sound of the shower could be heard from the bathroom, the black haired Ingrid stepped towards the window and wanted to open it. At that moment, Nymphadora grabbed her from behind and clamped her mouth shut. The girl mewed with surprise and wanted to flail, but Dorothea pressed the toy gun against her temple.
„No sound, or you will regret it!“, she hissed in German with a strong fake accent.
Without taking the hand from Ingrid`s mouth, the two women forced her on her bed and removed the bathrobe from her, leaving her in her swimsuit only. Dorothea cuffed her wrists and ankles, putting her into a hogtie. Then, Dorothea balled up a scarf and Nymphadora removed her hand.
„Oouuhhmmph! Mmhhmmph!“
Before she could scream, Dorothea had stuffed the scarf into Ingrid`s mouth and secured it with a strip of tape. Then, whilst Nymphadora kept her still, she pulled a stocking over the girl`s head and wound a few rounds of tape over her mouth and eyes.
„No sound, or your friends will regret it!“
„Mmhhmmph!“
Ingrid still squirmed and moaned and so, Dorothea pushed the gun at her neck until she calmed down and fell silent. Then, they could hear the door open.
„Ingrid, these fools haveeeuuuhhmmmph!“
A minute later, Nina was lying on the bed beside Ingrid. She was now only wearing her red swimsuit and like her friend, she was hogtied with cuffs and was gagged with a wadded scarf and had her head covered with a stocking and rounds of tape. With a smile, Nymphadora picked up Elke`s yellow swimsuit.
„Perhaps, we should make her wear this, so she will match her friends!“, she whispered.
„Her blonde hair must be enough“, Dorothea answered. She felt a bit uneasy by the fact that Elke would have to go naked, but she also knew from experience that the girl wouldn`t die from that and that she could be lucky if that would remain her only problem.
A minute later, the shower stopped and Elke entered the main room, covered only with a towel.
„Hey, girls, the water`s – eeek!“
Her eyes had fallen on her two friends that were squirming on the bed and tried to communicate through her gag. One second later, Dorothea and Nymphadora attacked her. Elke fought hard, but Nymphadora managed to prevent her from screaming until the other had tied up the girl like her companions. When Dorothea approached with another balled up scarf, Nymphadora shook her head, nodding towards her arm she had slung around Elke`s lower face with her chin.
„She has bitten me! This requires some punishment!“
Dorothea hesitated, but she knew that they would have to show some harshness to make these women behave. So, she rummaged through the dirty laundry of the girls and found a pair of sweaty panties.
„Nnnggg! Uuhmmmph! Mmhhmmmph!“
Elke tried to avoid being gagged with the humiliating gag, but after a while, the underwear was deep inside her mouth and her head was covered with a stocking and tape, too. Nymphadora, who looked through the three women`s laundry, suddenly laughed:
„Isn`t that somehow blasphemic towards the flag?“
In her hands, she held three pairs of panties, one black, one red and one yellow. Obviously, the three swimmers liked to show their nationality even in their choice of underwear. Still giggling, she pulled the used underwear over their captive`s heads.
This caused the girls to twitch and flail and to moan with disgust and so, they decided to restrain them further. They removed the belts from the swimmers`s bathrobes and slung them around their waists before threading them between their legs and tying them off to the chains of their ties.
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„This will make struggling more interesting!“, Dorothea hissed with a voice filled with an amount of glee that surprised even her. Indeed, the three girls now moved less, trying to cope with having a rope pressing against their pantyclad – or, in Elke`s case, naked – crotches.
Looking if the corridor was empty, Dorothea fetched the laundry basket and they dumped the three girls inside. They barely fit in, but finally, Nymphadora could close the lid and secure it with a piece of rope. Their moans were clearly audible even through their gags, but now, all depended on Nymphadora`s maneuver of distraction.
The Russian left the room and walked to the hotel`s court without hiding herself. When she was close to the open windows of the kitchen where ther cooks were already busy with preparing the dinner, she lit a cigarette. Then, she produced a small bottle that contained rubbing alcohol and from which a rag soaked with alcohol protruded.
Though it would be another 14 years until someone would call such a thing a „Molotov`s Cocktail“, the idea of course was older. Nymphadora lit the fuse and when it burnt, threw the bottle to the big stove that was covered with splashes of olive oil.
A second later, a huge flame could be seen and the whole stove was on fire. The cook screamed and he and his colleagues rushed out of the burning room, yelling for help. When he reached the dining room, this caused a severe panic. Smiling, Nymphadora went back to the swimmers`s room.
***