Brahim was a brave and intelligent man, but he had always had a tendency towards gleefulness and so, he took some pleasure from torturing the bound and gagged Maja sitting in front of him. He knew exactly which part of her body was constantly rubbing against the pommel and with his arms securing her in the saddle, he could sense whether she was responding to this unwanted caresses. Whenever he heard her breath accelerate or felt her squirming rhythmically, he slowed down the camel or stopped it at all, pretending that he was looking for traces. So, Maja got teased repeatedly, but was never able to get over the brink.
Once, the girl had turned her head and looked at him with an expression of desperation and supplication that he had to fight down a wave of sympathy he suddenly felt for the poor girl. Brahim knew that Maja loved him, but he also knew that they would never have a future together.
„If you knew the truth, you would shudder from disgust and not from arousal“, he thought by himself.
Then, as the hours passed, the calmness of this side road through the hills got disturbed. A van passed by, too far away to see details, but Brahim could easily see the big French flag on it`s side. So, the colonial forces were on a patrol. He wondered, for usually they did not show up in such remote areas unless there were military reasons for that. But his father and his potential ally kept peace for good reasons and a simple group of horse thieves usually didn`t get the French to send out troops.
He continued his trip, only stopping during the hottest hours of the day, where he and Maja rested under a palm. He had loosened the girl`s ankle ties to allow her stretching her limbs, but had kept her tightly gagged. Brahim had just moistened her skin and protected her from the sun and he knew that she felt thirsty, but would not suffer any real damage until the evening.
When he was about to continue his trip, he could hear the noises of approaching people. Quickly, he once again hogtied Maja and pulled the girl behind the palm before he grabbed his rifle and looked for who was coming.
The approaching group consisted of five men, but they had only two horses with them. These were occupied by two men who had bloody bandages on them and the others were obviously trying to make the trip as comfortable as possible for them.
„Brigants“, Brahim thought when he recognized one of the walking men. It was Ali, a local criminal who made a living by stealing from the French. His father had once or twice used his services, but Ali had turned out to be interested only in his profit. And now, Ali and his men seemed to have been defeated in a skirmish.
He jumped from his hideout, but kept his rifle ready to shoot if one of these men would try anything. However, Ali recognized him immediately and so, Brahim could talk to him. Though Ali wasn`t what you call a loyal underling, he knew that it wasn`t a good idea to betray the son of a local authority and so, he told him what had happened. Even their dark complexion could not hide the men`s embarrassment that they had been defeated by a girl, but Brahim didn`t seem angry or gleeful. Instead, he even handed Ali a considerable amount of money, more than enough for excellent medical treatment for the two wounded. A little while later, the little group continued their trip to the next village and Brahim went to where he had hidden Maja.
„That was good you didn`t make yourself noticeable! Otherwise, there might have been a shooting and one never knows who wins such a battle – or what the winner does with innocent and helpless girls!“
„Mmhhmmph!“, was all Maja could answer. Brahim put her back on the camel, but this time sat her with her front to him. He had to act careful now and it would have been more than ridiculous if a sigh from the girl would have alerted the girls in the caravanserai.
So, Nymphadora had been able to overpower these thugs and Dorothea had at least managed to escape from them! And besides, they had brought all five damsels to Morocco! He felt a growing admiration for the two blondes. Really, the Big Game was afoot!
***
Only once in her life Nymphadoras had felt defeated so far: when Sally had left her naked, gagged and tied to a toilet in London some months ago. Then, she had not been able to get free on her own accord and finally had been found by the new tenants the next day. It had been a humiliating experience and Nymphadora had sworn that such things never would happen to her again. And yet, she was at least as helpless as she had been then and the only excuse was that this time, it had been five girls against her, not just one.
When she had regained her consciousness, she had been hogtied and a rifle had pointed at her. The others obviously had found at least something to dress, for they all were clad in burlap abas. These hooded cloaks were open at the front and so, the girls had tied pieces of rope around their waists as makeshift belts. They looked like a bunch of dwarfs in these cloaks, but at least, they now were covered.
Nymphadora now could see that they also had found some more rope and they had cut it into several long pieces. She could feel that Elke and Ingrid were tying two ropes, each some four yards in length, around her already bound wrists. They had slung the middle part of these ropes around her hands before putting several knots in it and now held the ends in their hands.
The girls left nothing to accident. Ingrid and Elke dragged her over to the main door they had opened previously, not caring how her nearly nude body was rubbed against the sand in the progress. Then, whilst Melina still was aiming at her, Nina cut loose her original wrist tie. The same moment, both Ingrid and Elke pulled on the ropes and despite her struggling, Nymphadora soon found herself tied between the door`s posts, with her arms spread to her sides and with no chance of working on the knots, for the ropes`s ends were tied some yard away from her fingers.
„How does it feel to be on the receiving end?“, Melina asked, stepping behind the Russian.
Nymphadora cursed and tried to kick at her, but she just stepped out of reach. Then, the swimmers came and after a short battle, Nymphadora`s ankles were tied to the posts, too, forcing her to stand spread eagled.
„Now, you are less self confident!“
Nymphadora answered with a Russian curse that would have made a sailor blush, but Melina just laughed. Then, she took a knife she also had found inside the caravanserai and cut the left side of Nymphadora`s panties.
„You will get some tan during the next hours and we better leave nothing pale.“
She cut the left side, too, and yanked the sweaty garment free. Nymphadora knew what would come now and since struggling would have only prolonged her humiliation, she accepted her gag without a fight. This, however, made Melina think that she would need some more gagging and so, with the help of Ingrid who grabbed the blonde`s scalp, she forced the rag that had originally gagged Nymphadora inside her mouth, too, forcing the wadded panties deep into her throat, causing her to retch and twitch.
The two women secured the gag with the old cleave gag they tightly tied between the Russian`s teeth. Then, Melina tied another rope, some five or six yards in length, whilst Elke and Nina brought a big fan that was put on a stake. It consisted of ostrich feathers and looked like the big fans with wich slaves were fanning Sultans or other potentates resting on their throne in the adventure movies.
Nina put the stake into the sand some two yards away from Nymphadora and adjusted it before tying it off to a rock. She tested her arrangement and found out that it would remain steady. When she moved the stake, Nymphadora found some refreshment from the moving fan.
„We will call the police or the soldiers once we are safe. However, this will last some time and we are no monsters. So, we will take care that you may refresh yourself a bit.“
Having said so, she slung one end of the rope around Nymphadora`s head twice, forcing the rough hemp between her teeth and further securing her gag by tying it off with great ferocity. Then, she grabbed the dangling end and pressed it between the Russian`s buttocks before bringing it to her front.
„Mmhhmmph! Nnnngggg!“
Nymphadora groaned through her gag as Melina pulled the rope upwards and playfully tightened it again and again, until it had found it`s way between ther blonde`s legs. Then, she tied the end off to the upper end of the fan. Nymphadora squirmed and tried to get the rope from between her legs, but only managed to slightly move the fan. Now, she understood the perfidy of the arrangement: the sun would burn down on her, but the only refreshment would be if she kept the fan moving – wich would have direct and unpleasant consequences on her most intimate parts.
„Mmhhmmmmph!“
„Oh yes, you are right, that`s a barbaric thing to do. Nearly as barbaric as kidnapping innocent women to sell them into slavery! You might think about that whilst you are waiting for rescue. We have the horses, but we don`t know exactly where to go. So, don`t expect rescue before the night!“
Now, Nina appeared. First, Nymphadora thought that the redhead wanted to show some pity, for she put some old sunglasses on Nymphadora`s nose. But then, she gave her crotch rope a brutal yank.
„Mmmhrrrrrmmmm!“
„That`s how we say Goodbye in Germany!“
Nymphadoras could remember it different from her last visit there, but Ingrid and Elke did the same before the five damsels mounted the horses and left the caravanserai. Now, the sun had reached the top of the sky and they knew that for the naked, bound and gagged woman whose muffled moans soon were drowned by the sound of the hooves, the next hours would get her a glimpse of hell.
***
Brahim had left the camel with Maja at the road and climbed a hill to watch the caravanserai from the distance. To his surprise, he saw a group of people, obviously the girls, though it was hard to say because they were all dressed in cloaks and the distance was more than a mile, standing by the entrance. He had expected the damsels to either remain at the caravanserai and to wait for help or to leave it immediately. But why on earth were they loitering around at the door?
He could not see details from the distance, but suddenly, a twinkle from the side reached the corner of his eye. Brahim ducked and looked over. There, deeper between the rocks, something was reflecting the sun. Brahim looked closer and could see a hidden figure that obviously had a gun.
His first thought was that Ali and his men were trying to get the girls back into their hands, but he could only see one person and it was holding a gun and not a rifle. This made it also very unlikely that it were members of the French Army. So, there were only two possibilities left: this was either someone who had completely nothing to do with them – or it was either Dorothea or Sally and Elisa!
When he looked back at the caravanserai, he could see that the group – only five persons, he counted – were finally leaving on the horses. At the door, he could see something that looked like a nude person standing, but this sure was a mirage.
Though the whole situation was more than strange, Brahim had to laugh when he saw the group slowly getting away from the building. Obviously, none of the girls knew how to ride and so, it took them ages to get closer to the hills, where the person with the gun had now disappeared.
„Maybe, there are more persons around! Well, there`s only one way to find out!“
***
The same time, Sally had told her friends about the approaching group of riders and that there were only five of them.
„I could not make out details, but I am almost sure that these are the girls you and Nympha have brought here, whilst she is – well, missing!“
Dorothea noticed that Sally had avoided the word „kidnapping“ according to what she and Nymphadora had done to the five women. And now, they were approaching their hideout.
„Well, of course, we could just say Hello and hope that they have forgotten to be angry about me. Then, we can make it to the next town together!“
It was a reasonable plan, but Dorothea knew that this would get her into jail. Sure, the five damsels would not remain silent about why they were here in Morocco! Besides, it seemed that Elisa wasn`t keen on doing so either. Another possibility was to just let them go their way, get to the caravanserai and see if Nymphadora was there.
„Or, we could get them into our hands and look for Brahim!“
Dorothea looked at Sally as if she had lost her marbles. She was about to say something about Sally having been in the sun for too long when suddenly she understood. Sally was curious about what was all about these abductions and Brahim was the only one who could tell them. She had no intention to hand the girls to him, but since she and the damsels would bnever become friends anyway, she could also use them as a bait.
The only problem was that the others not only outnumbered them, but also had rifles with them whilst they only had a gun. Dorothea doubted that any of the girls knew how to shoot, but she didn`t want to bet her life on that.
They went back to the top of the hill and watched the girls. It was obvious that they had no experience in riding and Dorothea guessed that they were about to continue their trip on foot. She decided to take that decision into her hands.
Half an hour later, the five girls were riding between two large rocks, following the road that would lead them to civilisation, according to the wheel tracks that were still visible in the dust.
BANG!
The shot had not been fired on a specific target and the bullet didn`t even cause a scratch. But it scared the horses who already knew that they were not under the control of skilled riders. Two of them reared up, sending their riders to the ground. The other horses just tried to follow their friends and the girls, not used to stay on the back of a galloping horse, soon followed their colleagues and landed on the sand.
„So, this is how we meet again!“
Dorothea stood there, holding the gun in her hand. Sally and Elisa were standing by her sides. The blonde looked more than a Fata Morgana than a real woman, dressed only in her panties and the cloth tied over her boobs, but she was all real.
The five women all were trying to get to their feet and suddenly, both Ingrid and Elke reached for their rifles that were lying in front of them.
BANG! BANG!
Before Dorothea could do or say something, two shots were fired at the ground some foot in front of the two girls who stopped their action with a shriek.
„Now, that`s what I call a happy reunion!“
Dorothea spun around and could see Brahim standing on a rock, his rifle in his hands. For a moment, she thought of firing at him, but he was too far away for to hit him with the revolver whilst he had a gun and obviously knew how to use it. Reluctantly, she lowered the gun and dropped it.
„Good girl! Now, will you all form a line, please?“
Too perplexed by the turn of events, all eight girls obeyed. Now, Brahim led them over the hill to a sandy place where they all had to stand close together. If someone would use the road, he now would not see them immediately.
„Something tells me that you are not the cavalry that has come to save us“, Sally remarked.
„Ah, that reminds me of getting the horses back, but first things first. Dorothea, as I can see, you have brought something of interest for me?“
This was a strange way of calling the current situation, but she nodded. After all, it had been her, together with Nymphadora, who had brought these women here, and it had been more or less directly ordered by Brahim.
Melina now said something in Arabic and Brahim responded in the same language.
„She wants him to set them free and offers some money as a reward“, Elisa explained to the others. She wondered where Maja was, but that now would have to wait.
„Now“, Brahim said, changing to French again, „will you please introduce your merchandize to me? After all, I still can hurt Sally if you resist!“
„Oh, I bow to your bravery!“, Sally mocked.
Dorothea just shrugged. She had no idea what the man wanted her to do. Did he expect her to just give him the names of the five girls? Brahim now had sat down on a rock, watching them with seemingly calmness, but she was sure that he would be ready to fire in less than a second if necessary.
„Sally, I have gone through all this just for you, now, please help me!“, she whispered. Then, she grabbed Pia`s arm and made her step forward.
„That`s Pia Contessina, Portuguese beauty contest winner, representing beauty!“
Sally had meanwhile reached for Pia`s rope belt and now loosened it with one yank. The girl shrieked as her cloak opened, giving Brahim a glimpse of her boobs.
„Well, not bad!“
Then, Brahim said something in Portuguese. Pia shook her head violently, trying to close her cloak over her forms, but then, Brahim said something else. Dorothea hadn`t understand everything, but suddenly, the girl slowly took off her cloak, trembling and sobbing slightly. Then, she put her hands on her hips and walked up and down, as if she was on a catwalk. She shook her hair that sure had seen better days and more and more, she seemed to forget about her predicament and did her best to present herself as attractive as possible. When Brahim applauded, Elke tried to run away, but he was holding the gun before she had even finished the first yard.
Pia wanted to sit down now, but to her embarrassment, Brahim ordered Sally to remove her panties from the girl. The Portuguese once more tried to resist, but Sally just stepped in front of her, reached for the waistband with both hands and pulled down the garment before Pia had even finished realizing what was happening. She now tried to hide her charms with her arms, but Brahim now ordered Sally and Elisa to tie the girl up.
„Better do a good job!“, he said, waving his rifle.
Sally took the rope belt from Pia`s cloak and crossed the girl`s wrists before tying them tightly. Then, she forced the girl to lie on her belly. Since this hid her boobs and pussy from view, Pia obeyed quite willingly, though she mewed when Sally used the rope to tie her ankles, too, putting her into a hogtie.
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Elisa now brought a big roll of tape and Sally decided that if she had to truss the girl up anyway, she could also do it well. She reached for the girl`s discarded panties, but then, she decided to use hers instead. She wanted to show this Brahim that she wasn`t faint of heart and that he wasn`t the only one who knew how to humiliate a girl. It was a more than strange ambition, but like on some occasions before, Sally suddenly found some pleasure in tying helpless girls up.
Pia`s eyes bulged when Sally reached under her skirt and peeled down the panties she had borrowed from Maja and then, she clamped her mouth shut, but Elisa just pinched her nose shut, allowing Sally to shove the ball of silk into the mewing girl`s mouth. She secured the gag with some rounds of tape. Looking at Brahim, she saw he still wasn`t satisfied.
„Forgive me, sweetie“, she murmured. Then, she wrapped more tape over Pia`s eyes. With the help of Elisa, she then used more tape to tie around her already gagged mouth and then her feet, forcing her body into a hideous bow and arching her head backwards. Then, as a crowning touch, she taped the girl`s fingers.
„Now, as I can guess from the fact that she even speaks my language and has a PhD, this one here“, he pointed at Melina, „represents intelligence. Are you intelligent enough to know when you are defeated and just have to obey?“
Melina didn`t answer, but she quickly removed her cloak and panties and allowed Brahim to take a look before she went over to Sally. She even handed her the rope and crossed her hands behind her back. She obviously wanted to get this behind herself as fast as possible.
Sally trussed her up exactly as she had done it with Pia, using the Portuguese`s panties to gag her with. Melina did not try to fight and only uttered a small retching sound when the garment touched the back of her throat.
„Now, strength is represented by-“
„Us!“
Ingrid had stepped forward, accompanied by her colleagues. Although they were on land now, they showed some talent in acting synchronously when they removed their cloaks and panties. They acted quickly, but showed no sign of embarrassment when they presented themselves to Brahim who indeed seemed impressed by their slim, but sportive bodies.
„Sally, Elisa, please take care that these three stay close together!“
„Then, he will have difficulties in putting them on a horse`s back, but that`s not my problem!“, Sally thought. Following the order of the German flag, she started with the black haired Ingrid and tied her hands in front of her. Then, Nina had to put her right arm through the gap between Ingrid`s left arm and her side before Sally tied her hands, too. Last, Elke had to hook her right arm through Nina`s left and her left through Ingrid`s right. When Sally had tied her wrists, too, the three swimmers were standing with their shoulders touching, forming a triangle.
Sally and Elisa assisted the girls in sitting down. Then, they gagged them. Again, Sally followed the order of the flag, but this time, she started with Nina who had to chew on Ingrid`s black panties. Elke got the red ones of Nina into her mouth and Ingrid was gagged with Elke`s yellow uderwear. Each gag was sealed with some rounds of tape. After Sally had blindfolded the moaning and grunting girls, she also taped their fingers before she pushed the backs of their heads together. With more tape, she secured their heads close together by wrapping some rounds around all three heads at mouth`s level. Now, even with their legs free, it would be virtually impossible for the three swimmers to raise, let alone walking around.
„Good! Now, only the three of you are left!“
Sally and Dorothea just shrugged and began to undress themselves. Not only had this happened to them before, Brahim had already seen both of them in the nude before. Elisa tried to talk back, but Brahim showed no mercy and soon, the three girls stood there naked, too. Dorothea just stood there as if nothing was unusual, Sally had her hands put on her hips and Elisa was trying to cover herself with her arms.
„So, she has shaved her pubic hair, too“, Sally thought involuntarily. She had been able to see that when Elisa had removed her panties.
Brahim ordered Sally to tie the other`s wrists behind their backs. Then, he did the same to her. He then picked up the remaining pairs of panties, but instead of gagging them with the garments, he just taped their mouths shut. Then, he put the worn underwear over his captives`s heads. Dorothea got those of Elisa, Sally that of Dorothea and Elisa was hooded with Pia`s panties.
„Well, it seems that these aren`t going anywhere soon. So, we can leave them here and go!“
„Mmmhhmmmmmm?“
The questioning humming of eight gagged girls was the answer to that, but Brahim just took the rifle and ordered Dorothea, Sally and Elisa to walk in front of him. Soon, they had got across the sandy hill and were standing on the road again. Here, the sounds of the helpless women left behind could no longer be heard.
„Don`t be afraid, I am not a monster. Tomorrow by dawn, I will release them. I just could not resist scaring them a bit, now that they are here. After all, they shall have something to tell to their friends once they are out of this. I no longer have need for them!“
Again, the girls mewed questioningly. Was this a joke? Dorothea and Nymphadora had kidnapped these five girls because Brahim more or less had ordered them to do so and now, he was no longer interested in the damsels and even spoke of setting them free?
Their thoughts were interrupted by a loud whistling from Brahim. Little later, a dromedar came up from behind the hills. On it, a person dressed in a djellaba was tied up. The hood had slipped from her head and so, they could see the black curls and the taped lips of Maja.
Elisa mewed with relief. At least, her friend was alive! Then she blushed all over, remebering that in her current predicament, even Maja who was tightly trussed up and obviously naked beneath the djellaba looked decent in comparison. Maja responded her view with a mixture of anger, fear and something Elisa couldn`t say what it was.
Through the bright sunlight, the three girls had to walk towards the caravanserai. Brahim had mountec the camel and he had even allowed Maja to remain in ther saddle, too. When they approached the door, they could see that someone was awaiting them.
There, tied spread eagle between the door`s posts, Nymphadora was standing. She was stark naked and they could see that she already had slight sunburn on her body. The Russian was gagged with a cloth tied between her lips and a rope was protruding from between her splayed legs. This rope was tied to a fan on a stake and since Nymphadora was thrusting her pelvis, this fan was moving slightly.
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First, Dorothea thought that the Russian had chosen a more than strange situation to get aroused, but then, she understood. Getting the fan to move was the only chance for the sweaty girl to get at least a little bit of refreshment.
The blonde already showed signs of exhaustion and only mewed barely audible when she recognized the approaching group. Brahim admired her bondage for a short while, gleefully playing with her crotch rope a bit. Then, he cut her loose, but tied her hands behind her back before he aided the staggering Nymphadora to a place in the shadow where she immediately collapsed.
The other girls were allowed to sit beside the Russian whilst Brahim took care of the camel. Sally looked around and saw that he had left the door open. However, Brahim was keeping an eye on them and he had the rifle lying close to his hand.
Anyway, it was now or never! Sally`s „Scots Wha Hae“ came out as „Mhmph! Hmm! Uhmph!“, but she managed to jump up quickly. Brahim twitched and Sally now ran – not for the door, but close to the man. With a muffled cry, she kicked at the rifle the very moment Brahim grabbed for it. The weapon landed in the well where he had just poured some water for the dromedar.
Not waiting for his reaction, Sally now ran for the door. Ten yards, five, three! She heard a shot when she just threw herself around the doorpost. Now, she had to try to get behind the rocks before he could-
„Mmhhmmph!“
Sally hadn`t looked for her way and so, she didn`t see the root in front of her. She hit it with her foot and slipped. With her hands still bound behind her back, Sally had no chance of absorbing her fall, but she rolled through the sand and remained unharmed.
„Now, be a good girl and stop it!“
Brahim was approaching, holding a revolver in his hand. Sally didn`t obey. With a revolver, he would not be able to hit her if she just would be able to get some 30 or 40 yards between them. She tried to get back into an upright position.
The next things happened within less than three seconds, but to Sally, it seemed like everything was happening in slow motion. She could see Brahim yell something, but could not understand anything but an indistinct pounding. Then, he raised his arm, aiming at her. She still was lying on her back and he was just some ten yards away from her. He could not miss her.
BOOOOOOM!
The shot sounded somehow delayed, just as if someone played an LP at the wrong speed. Sally waited for the pain, but instead, she now saw an expression of surprise on Brahim`s face. Then, the gun fell from his hand and Brahim collapsed on the ground.
***