Arslan had been right about no one from outside being able to hear the screams of Alexa and Nadine. In fact, only two people had recognized them so far and none of them could show much of a reaction.
Some time earlier, when Magda had decided to treat Dorothea as her personal doormat, the latter had remembered what her initial kidnapper had told her about another German girl being held captive within that house. So, when Magda had ordered her to kiss her feet, she had looked up to her and asked in German:
„So you are not afraid I will bite your toes?“
Magda really was surprised. The time before, Dorothea had spoken French, since the three wifes of Cheikh had done so, too and Magda had not been in the condition to listen for any remnants of an accent in her words. But now, she could hear that Dorothea hadn`t just used a language she knew, but was a native German.
„You are from Germany, too?“
„Jawohl, and I don`t consider it nice how you treat a compatriot, Fräulein!“
Dorothea now spoke like an Englishman would pronounce German and Magda`s eyes widened. Dorothea, seeing her chance, interrupted her thoughts.
„If you have stopped frolicking about hearing your mother`s tongue at that cosy part of the world, please remember I still have to pee!“
With slightly clumsy fingers, Magda now began to work on Dorothea`s bonds and then looked at her with uneasiness:
„We – we are not that modern here, you will have to wait for-“
But Dorothea had already jumped up, ripped away her loincloth and crouched over a vase. With a deep sigh of relief, she followed nature. Then, slightly blushing, she rearranged her loincloth and then draped a cloth over the vase.
„Sorry, Magda, but first things first!“
Now, Magda giggled and little later, both women embraced each other. Only after a while Dorothea noticed that the tips of the still naked woman`s breasts were touching her`s and the other didn`t seem to be bothered by that. Instead, she now started to sob.
„S-sorry for – for, I just wanted to-“
Dorothea took her in her arms and Magda cried before she told about her abduction and her living in the harem for some three months now.
„Three months? So, there is no chance of escape?“
„Well, the only ones I tried only got me some punishment!“ She sighed before she continued:
„At first, when I had recovered from being kidnapped, it didn`t seem too bad. Before, as a dancer, I sometimes had to sleep with some managers or impressarios to keep my job, too. Besides, this Cheikh isn`t a brute and he is – well, easy to please.“
She continued by telling Dorothea that from the very beginning, the three women had humiliated her.
„First, I thought that they were jealous, but now, I think they are just bored. They have to spend all their time in these rooms. They have all the wealth they want, but nothing to do and so, they get some strange ideas!“
She shuddered from the memory and Dorothea now saw her encounter with Bineta in a different view: the Black had tried to humiliate her. But then, she had been carried away, since Dorothea had gone offensive instead of pleading and complaining.
„Well, maybe, I found a way to Bineta`s heart“, she said, slightly blushing from the memory of how she had pleased Bineta whilst Magda had been forced to watch.
„At the most, you found a way to her-“
Magda suddenly stopped and her eyes narrowed. She suddenly slapped Dorothea`s cheek and screamed:
„If I say kneel, you get down on your knees, bitch!“
Dorothea stumbled back, completely taken by surprise. Then, she saw in the corner of her eye what Magda had seen: the door was opening. Obviously, the three women were coming back and Magda didn`t want them to know that they were getting on quite well.
So, she let out a furious cry, threw herself on Magda and wrestled her down to the carpet. The other pulled on her long hair and they had to fake fighting for a considerable long time before Bineta said:
„All right, slaves, enough for now! Behave! I said: behave!“
Panting and with reddened cheeks, the two girls let each other go, looking up to Bineta, Lamina and Youra. For a moment, Dorothea feared that they had listened at the door before and already knew that this catfight had all been a fake. But then, Bineta – who, as Dorothea recognized with some satisfaction, still looked a bit dishevelled – ordered:
„Well, it seems that you still do not know where your place is! But don`t be afraid, we will teach you to get on with each other! Now, get up!“
Both Magda and Dorothea obeyed, standing side by side. Now, Youra whispered something into Bineta`s ear. She smiled and said:
„Magda, strip Dorothea naked! Then, take her loincloth and put it into your mouth!“
Obviously, such humiliations had been part of Magda`s treatment before, for she did not try to protest. But when she approached Dorothea, she showed an expression of excuse in her eyes. To make it easier for her, Dorothea said to her in German, intonating her words as if she was cursing at Magda:
„Just do as she told! We won`t die from it and once we are out of here, we will make these bitches pay!“
Obviously, none of their captors knew German, for they even laughed whilst Magda began to nestle on the knot of Dorothea`s breast cloth. It was so thin that her boobs had been clearly visible before and so, she didn`t feel more exposed when she stood there topless. Then, when Magda pulled the loincloth from between her legs, she hid her uneasiness behind another fake curse.
With an expression of what definitely was not faked disgust, Magda wedged the loincloth into a ball as small as possible before she reluctantly put the wad between her lips, trying not to touch it with her tongue and breathing heavily through her nose. Meanwhile, Bineta had picked her own discarded panties from the floor.
„You, my blonde pet, have served me well before. So well I even told Lamina and Youra that they should try your skills, too. But not now! For now, just accept your reward!“
The reward was that Dorothea was gagged with ther pink and black knickers of her Mistress. These were quite substantial and Dorothea could taste that Bineta had been aroused before taking them off when more and more of the cloth went into her cheeks and throat. She fought not to retch, but could not help to make small sound of disgust when her mouth was stuffed full and her cheeks bulged.
„That`s not fair, Magda`s gag`s so much smaller!“, Lamina protested. She took the flimsy cloth that had covered Dorothea`s breasts and balled it up in her fist. Then, instead of stuffing it into Magda`s mouth, she approached Dorothea.
„You look a bit dishevelled, dear“, she purred, gently padding the blonde`s face. Then, she went over to Magda. The girl stepped back, but Youra grabbed her scalp and so, Lamina coud stuff the cloth into her mouth. This not only pressed the loincloth deep into Magda`s throat. The other cloth was now damp not only from Dorothea`s sweat, but also from Bineta`s juices that had still been on her face. Both girls now stood there retching and panting, but they didn`t try more resistance as they could see that Youra now was holding a riding crop in her hands.
„If one of you dares to spit her gag out, the punishment for both of you will raise from one night to 48 hours!“, Bineta warned the two girls who tried to cope with their vile tasting gags. Then, Bineta opened another door and ordered them to follow her. Behind them, Lamina and Youra went into the narrow corridor.
After some ten yards, another door opened into a room that looke like a cave and only was lit by a small barred window. To the surprise of the captives, it also had electricity, for Youra switched on the light, showing them they now were in a torture chamber. Or, exactly speaking, in what some nuseums in Europe offered less informed tourists as torture chambers. The whole arrangement looked more like a collection arranged like in an exhibition than a real torture chamber and the instruments were definitely new and looked as if they had been bought from a side show. However, neither Dorothea nor Magda doubted that they were functioning.
„Since you are from Germany, I am sure you know all these things from your castles and museums and so, I won`t show you the instruments now. And since you have at least amused us by your little catfight, we will not punish you too harsh!“
As on the keyword, Youra and Lamina brought a large board. It seemed to be quite heavy, for the two had to work together to get it to the centre of the room. The same moment when Dorothea nad Magda could see that it could be parted in the middle and had some holes in it, four rather small and two bigger ones, Bineta started her explanation:
„When in medieval Europe two women disturbed the city`s peace by quarreling and fighting, both ended up in the shrew`s fiddle!“
Dorothea and Magda were made to stand face to face, about one yard apart from each other. Then, Lamina and Youra opened the board and placed one half on Magda`s right and Dorothea`s left shoulder, taking care that their necks were pressed into the bigger half circles. Now, the four smaller openings were in a row between them and the women made them put their hands into it before closing the board and securing it with a huge padlock.
Now, Dorothea and Magda were forced to remain facing each other, their hands raised like they were two boxers ready to fight. The holes were so narrow that thex could not get their hands through them and when they shifted their shoulders, they found the neck opening chaff their skin, too.
When she had seen such a double shrew`s fiddle once in a museum, it had seemed quite funny to Dorothea, but now she knew that it soon would become quite inconvenient, the board already felt heavy on her shoulders and she knew that sooner or later her arms would hurt from having to keep them raised all the time.
„At least, we are of the same height“, she thought.
Lamina now threaded a chain through a ring in the middle of the board, right between the captives`s right hands, and cuffed it to a hook in the ceiling. It was too loose to keep some of the board`s weight from their shoulders, but Dorothea hoped it would allow them to lower their bodies instead.
Now, Youra seemed to have a mean idea, for she bent over to the others and whispered something in Arabic. Smiling, Bineta went for a hook and took something that looked like a short belt, some two inces wide and made of soft leather. Lamina stepped behind Magda and put one hand at the back of her neck whilst she pressed on the wadded silk in her mouth with her other, pushing the loincloth and the brast cloth even deeper into Magda`s throat, causing her to retch and to stagger. Now, Youra reached under her skirt, removing her white, plain panties. She took the crotch part and held it under Magda`s nose.
„Uuuhhmmm!“
Cringing her nose, Magda tried to turn her head away, but Lamina held her tight and so, Youra could pull the panties over her head, taking care the crotch part covered her nose. Magda had been panty-hooded before, but these were still warm from being worn.
„Nnnggg! Mmmhhmmph!“, Magda protested when Bineta now tied the belt between her lips and buckled it tight behind her head. Now, Magda tried desperately to reach for her gag with her fingers, but she had to find out that there still was some inch distance between the tip of her index finger and her face, no matter how much she squirmed and stretched her body.
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„Just to get you used to the fragrance, for tomorrow, you may have to serve Youra!“
The three women giggled whilst Magda fumed through her nose and stared daggers at them.
Dorothea could guess that, since she was already chewing on Bineta`s panties, that it would be her fate to be hooded with Lamina`s, but with a charming smile, the girl confessed that she was going „au naturelle“ today.
„Sorry, Blondie, but I am not into girls anyway!“
So, Dorothea`s gag was just secured with another of the belts. She was glad that she could at least breathe freely through her nose, but she also felt some compassion for Magda. After a last slap on each girl`s butt, the three black women disappeared, switching out the light.
„Mmmhhmph! Uuuhhmm!“, Magda moaned through her gag and started to try how much they could move in their bondage.
„Mph!“, Dorothea agreed and tried the same. However, it was a frustrating task. None of them was able to reach for their gag and they could not touch each other`s fingers either. After some contortions, Magda, the dancer, even managed to put one of her feet on top of the board, but to no avail.
The chain allowed them to walk around a few steps, but they could neither reach the door nor any of the weapons and torture instruments on the wall. When they both bent their legs, they found to their annoyance, that they could crouch or get to their knees, but not sit down. It would be a very long time till the next morning.
However, after some time, they managed to ease their situation at least for one of them at the same time. If one remained standing, the other could sit down and when they got as close to the outer wall as possible, the one sitting could even lean her head against the wall and try to relax a bit. With their hands locked in front of them, this meant that the sitting woman still had to keep her arms up whilst the other one had to stand in a very inconvenient position, but for as long as the standing girl could stand it, the other could find some rest.
It had taken the two captives some time to get this arrangement communicated with their mouths thoroughly gagged, but after some time, they had found quite a routine in changing their position every 30 to 40 minutes.
By sheer coincidence, it had been Dorothea who had been standing when the incident with Alexa, Nadine and the strange woman had happened. Dorothea had been looking outside the small window and had seen the fight between Arslan and the hooded woman. Her first thought had been to wake up Magda who had managed to doze off, but then, she had decided against it. It was impossible for both of them to look outside at the same time and besides, she wanted to see what this was all about anyway.
Now, it seemed that the black man had trapped two European women – two French, according to their language – and was threatening them with a battleax. To Dorothea`s surprise, one of the women was holding a camera in her hands.
The man now switched on a light that lit the small court more or less well. For an old Moroccan palace, this house really was quite modernly equipped, Dorothea thought. Then, she concentrated on the little group again. The man had now put the ax aside, but he showed an attitude that he would not need them for these two anyway and it seemed that the two girls were not trying anything to attack him.
„So, it`s two more for the harem! If it goes on like that, we will have to sleep in bunk beds!“, Dorothea thought. But then, the man spoke again:
„You may be glad to hear that I only want to have you out of the way of me and my employer. This does not necessarily mean that you two have to die or to disappear at some slave market in the Deep South – if you will take this warning serious, you will get out of this almost unhurt.“
This „almost“ obviously was not meant to calm down the two girls, for they both now started to plead and to tell the man that the police would look for them if they would not return safely. After a while, the man raised his hand.
„I think I found a way to get rid of you and to teach you a lesson about snooping around that will on the other hand allow you to continue your lifes happy and free – as long as you stay out of Marrakesh forever! If you agree, start by handing me your camera.“
After some hesitating, the blonde gave the camera to the man. Not only the two reporters, but also Dorothea expected him to smash it on the ground, but instead. he said:
„Good. Now, please, introduce yourself!“
The two girls seemed a bit puzzled about this rather formal turn of events and Dorothea leaned forward a bit. A small snoring sound told her that Magda still was asleep.
„Alexandra Glospan, Le Matin!“, the auburn haired now said.
„Nadine Lupin, Le Matin also“, the blonde added.
„Well, nice to meet you, Alexandra Glospan and Nadine Lupin! I hope you won`t mind me calling you by your first names. Now, Alexandra and Nadine, do you want to know how I can make sure that you won`t cross my path anymore? Without hurting you, without offering you any bribes and without insisting on any promises by any of you?“
None of the two girls answered, but the question had been rhethorically anyway. The black man now smiled and took the camera.
„Well, first, I will do a memory shoot of you that will go to any French person in the city and wherever I send it once I see you again. Now, if you will please remove your headscarves and the sandals?“
The two girls now looked as if he had gone mad, but they obeyed, slipping from their shoes and draping the two cloths over the branch of a tree.
„Good! Now, remove your dresses!“
„No!“
Alexa put her hands to her hipsd and stepped against the man whilst Nadine seemed to look for a way out. But the court was surrounded by thick walls and the only person watching the scene was Dorothea – who could not be seen against the bright light and who saw no point in making a sound through her gag.
The man now acted surprisingly fast. Without leting the camera go, he reached for his ax with his left and let it swish through the air. Alexa squealed and jumped back and when she looked down at herself, it turned out that she still was unhurt, but the skirt of her dress had been parted from her crotch to the hem. Dorothea could even see a glimpse of her white panties between the scraps of red cotton.
„I might help you undress both like that, but perhaps, you prefer doing it by yourselves?“
The two girls once again pleaded, but after the man remained silent and just played with his ax, in the end, they both removed their light summer dresses. Since both girls were not wearing a slip or a bra, they both tried to wriggle themselves out of their clothes whilst they covered their boobs with their arms. Finally, both girls stood there, their arms crossed in front of their chests and both only were clad in their white panties.
„Now, get side by side, put your hands on your hips and smile at the camera“, the man said. Once again, the girls seemed unwilling to follow his order and again, the ax hit the ground very close to them.
Now, they slowly lowered their arms, revealing two pairs of ample breasts.
„They are quite a sight“, Dorothea involuntarily thought.
The smiles of the two panty-clad and trembling girls looked more like grimaces, but after a minute, the man had taken a few pictures of the two nearly nude women on which everyone would be able to recognize Alexandra Glospan and Nadine Lupin of „Le Matin“.
„Now, I have something against you. Now, stand face to face and embrace each other!“
This time, the two obeyed without protest. The new position meant that their bare boobs were touching eachg other, but at least, they were partially hidden from view and besides, they could give each other a little consolation.
The man took one of the headscarves and tied Alexa`s hands behind Nadine`s back. Then, he tied the blonde`s wrists with the other scarf. After that, he took a roll of tape and started to wrap it around both their bodies, pressing them closer and closer together.
„Oh, it seems that this roll`s just too short!“
He had ran out of tape when he had wrapped both their upper bodies. With two small last pieces, he taped both girs`s mouths shut and excused himself for a while.
„Mmmhhrrrmmmmm! Uuhhmmmmph!“, Alexa screamed through her gag.
„Mmmhhhmmmmmmm! Mmmhhhmmmmmmm!“, Nadine added.
„Uuhhmph! Mmhrrrmmm! Uuhhmph!“
It took some time until the two bound and gagged reporters recognized that they were not alone. They finally saw the window and managed to get closer to it, but now, all they could do was to look at each other and to moan through their gags.
„Mhmm?“
Magda had been risen from sleep by Dorothea`s exited movements and now came to her feet, too. All four women tried to communicate, but to no avail. Then, Dorothea had an idea when a small reflection hit her eyes.
Her ring! At Madeira, she and Sally had bought two identical silver rings for them. They had been so small and plain that nobody had taken them from them so far. Now, Dorothea flexed her fingers and thanked the film of perspiration on her hands that allowed her to get the ring from her finger. With some contortions, she also managed to get her hand close to the window where she could see the tops of both Alexa`s and Nadine`s heads.
Concentrating on aiming, she threw the ring. A small gasp of surprise told her that obviously she had hit where she wanted: the ring had landed between the breasts of the two captive girls. Welded together as they were, it would remain there until someone freed them. Perhaps, this person would be someone who would be able to inform Sally or the police. It was a very weak chance, but the only one they had.
A few seconds later, the man reappeared. Luckily, Alexa and Nadine had stepped away from the window a bit and so, he didn`t find out that they had recognized Dorothea and Magda. He was carrying a large suitcase and now, he showed some money bills to the two girls.
„Here are 1000 Francs for each of you. Some compensation for your camera, your dresses and the humiliation to be found like that!“
He threw the money into the suitcase. Then, he took a bottle and soaked two cloths with some liquid. When he pressed these cloths over the faces of Alexa and Nadine and their frantic moaning soon died off, it was clear that it had been some narcotic.
He maneuvered the two bound girls to the open suitcase and stuffed them inside before he closed the lid. Then, he pulled the heavy load to the court`s door, opened it, and diappeared through it with the suitcase.
„Let`s just hope that he really sends them somewhere where they will be freed and where someone will recognize my ring“, Dorothea thought. Then, the last efforts took their toll and she had to sit down, forcing Magda to stand. Both girls looked at each other with a mixture of hope, fear and frustration, but now, all they could do was to wait.
***
„So, you say that when you tried to get into Cheikh`s house, there were two more women who distracted Arslan and were taken captive by him?“
Layanah, who was still wearing her black burglar`s outfit, but had removed the hood, nodded. Immediately after her attempt to break into the house of her employer`s concurrent unseen had failed, she had went back for Charifa`s mansion to tell her about the two Europeans.
At Charifa`s office, there were six women altogether. Charifa was sitting in her leather armchair behind the desk in which already her late husband always had sat. Beside her, Layanah`s twin sister Ghina was standing. Like Layanah, she was dressed in men`s clothes and was wearing a gun in a shoulder holster. Both women usually dressed more feminine when they accompanied Charifa on meetings, but more functional whilst they were at her mansion.
Durya, Charifa`s right hand and secretary, was sitting on a corner of the desk, close to Charifa. There were rumors that both were more than just business partners and though Layanah was sure that this was just gossip, the two did little to disperse such assumptions. Sometimes, it seemed that they just played a game since the curiosity of Marrakesh`s upper class of course brought them more customers.
The other three were Aniqa and Ouarda, the two nieces of Charifa. She always tried to establish them as her successors, but the two were just spoiled brats in Layanah`s eyes. Currently, they were looking through a fashion catalogue and showed little to no interest to what she was just reporting.
Teh sixth and last was Haniyah, Charifa`s maid. This girl was nice and willing to please, but she also was a bit clumsy and always showed an apologetic smile. She was standing near the door and was ready to fetch some more coffee if anyone would need some.
During the last months, Charifa had been able to make more and more of Cheikh`s original customers into hers. Of course, the more conservative men refused to do business with a woman, but the French and the more liberal minded Moroccans paid good money, too and since her late husband had established some connections to South Africa, she could offer her diamonds slightly cheaper than Cheikh, meaning that more and more often some of the „traditionalists“ secretly sent their servants and bought from her rather than from her concurrent.
However, Cheikh was still in business and so, Charifa tried to find something to break his neck one and for all. She had listened to all the rumors about the fact that he did some deals with criminals, but she had found no definite proof yet. This had been the reason why she had sent Layanah on a secret mission.
„Well, at least, he did not see you. Arslan and Cheikh will presume that you were one of my employees, but they can`t prove it. I just want to know who these other women were.“
„Please, Mistress, perhaps I can help you.“
Haniyah had stepped forward a bit and when Charifa looked at her she smiled shyly and – of course – apologetic. But then, she cleared her voice and spoke:
„Mistress, earlier this day, two French reporters were here. They said that they were doing a report about women in a Muslim society and asked me some questions about your business. I didn`t tell them more than anyone knows anyway and so, they left after just a few minutes. But they fit Layanah`s description.“
„Wow, you are really more than just a talking serving tray“, Layanah said and jovially put an arm around Haniyah`s shoulders who quitted the unexpected compliment with an uneasy smile and blushing cheeks.
Charifa had risen from her chair.
„Two reporters from France, you say? Did they also mention which newspaper they had been working for?“
„Le Matin, Mistress“, Haniyah answered and curtseyed. Charifa now walked through the room, thinking loudly.
„Maybe, they have lied to you, but obviously, they have witnessed something they should not have seen and now, he helds them captive – or he tries to get rid of them! If we can prove this, we can send the police to his throat! Capturing two white women! Ha! This horny billy-goat will soon find out that this was his last mistake!“
Durya smiled. After her husband had died, Cheikh had proposed a fusion of both their businesses and asked to marry her. But Charifa, who had had no interest to end up in this man`s harem, had refused quite brusquely. Not the least reason why he was more an enemy than just a business concurrent to her.
„Layanah and Ghina, take all the money you need and observe his house! Find out where these two women are and stay on their tracks, no matter what the costs are!“
***