Chapter seven

Never in her life would Emily have believed that simply getting washed could have been so straining. Not only had it been humiliating to be touched and soaped by Sarah who had been forced to wash her pubic mound, her butt and between her legs, the girl had also been so clumsy and reluctant that the men had forced her to repeat the task again and again. All the time, Emily had been forced to endure the intimate touching, together with having to stand with spread legs and a noose around her neck. From behind her back, she had constantly heard Caitlyn`s sobbing, panting and moaning; she of course knew that she would be next.

To her relief, the men had taken the noose from her and allowed her to sit on one of the empty buckets when Sarah finally had been done with her, but had forced her to watch as it was Caitlyn`s turn. It had been perhaps even more an ordeal, for the brunette had not stopped protesting and in addition, it had been an eternity until an exhausted Sarah had finally started to play with Caitlyn`s nipples, teasing them so they would grow hard and she could finally get to the next part of her body. The look in Caitlyn`s eyes as her nipples had reacted to the constant caresses, had been terrifying; full of hatred and defeat at the same time, together with a strange glance.

Now, Emily could see that Sarah was about to faint. She had sunk to her knees, her head close to Caitlyn`s thatch of pubic hair she was soaping once again. Then, she washed her with the remnants of water left when a strange humming could be heard. Ibrahim quickly grabbed Sarah and drew his gun whilst the Falcon looked what was the approaching sound.

»First, you come by a hearse and now, it`s an automobile! Next time, it will be a battle ship!«

Indeed, a white van with a red cross painted on the side now stopped at the sandy place in front of the barn. The driver let the motor run whilst Dr. Bernard jumped out and opened the back door. Little later, a wheelchair appeared, but then, Peter made the automobile drive on again and everything disappeared behind a dust cloud. When that vanished, Emily gasped.

In the wheelchair was a woman, straightjacketed, strapped and hooded. But Emily recognized the dress: it was Linda.

»Mmhhmmph!«

If Linda had heard her, she didn`t react, except for some weak squirming. Dr. Bernard now told a not so amused Falcon what had happened. The bearded man frowned:

»So, the woman who prevented you twice from getting that girl«, he pointed at Linda, »now brought her to the hospital? So, she knows who you are and where you do your – work? And someone else also found you and offered you your Mistress in exchange? And your reaction is to get directly to this place, in a vehicle that can easily be distinguished and that can be heard over a mile?«

Dr. Bernard was slightly tatter than the Falcon, but he stood as if he was a pupil that was reprimanded by his teacher. He had to admit that the way the Falcon put it, his behavior sounded very stupid. But he had an excuse:

»Falcon, we were long gone before anyone recognized what we were doing. The snooping woman is securely stowed, the man who had Melissa has run away – and I doubt that he will run to the police! And Melissa doesn`t know more than that I am doing some experiments with – sexually reluctant women. Nobody knows about that hideout! Once Peter has hidden the van, we are safe!«

»Let`s hope he finds enough room to hide it, beside that hearse!«, the Falcon grunted. Then, he took the hood from Linda`s head. The blonde, now covered with sweat, blinked at him and then, she let out a moan, seeing Emily in the barn, naked, bound and gagged.

»Well, at least, she`s quite beautiful – though that doesn`t really matter for our plan!«

He turned to Dr. Bernard and asked:

»She sure isn`t – trained yet?«

The doctor shook his head and for the first time since they had arrived, the Falcon smiled.

»Well, since we are condemned to hide her for the next days anyway-«

He turned towards the barn and raised his voice:

»Tell the little cleaning girl she will get another one to wash!«

This caused a muffled croak, followed by the dump when Sarah fainted and collapsed on the ground.

***

»Well, it`s better than nothing – but not much better!«

Since Melissa`s decision to search evidence for the doctors criminal activities, she had been only wearing her silk nightgown, her bathrobe and slippers. Melanie had taken all these things from the unconscious girl and put them on. At least, she now was covered, though it was not the most practical clothing.

She wondered what had brought the girl here, a girl she had left behind naked, bound and gagged in Linda`s hotel room. But obviously, she had come alone and she could take care of that later. Now, she had to restrain the naked Melissa first.

Using the belts, she tied Melissa`s wrists, elbows, ankles and knees. Then, she bent the still unconscious girl into a rigid hogtie and fixed that with two more belts. Now, she still had two straps left. Melanie took Linda`s knickers that had gagged her previously.

»At least, you already know how she tastes – less sweet than one would imagine from her looks!«

Thoroughly, she gagged Melissa and secured the gag with one of the belts. The last one she used to tie a rag she had found in a corner tightly over the girl`s eyes, blindfolding her. Then, Melanie considered putting Melissa into the drawer, but decided against it. The girl should stand a fair chance to be found the next day.

She slipped out of the morgue and sneaked along the corridor, to a dimly lit spot that turned out to be the stairs to the first floor. There, at the reception, she could see a nurse sitting, reading a journal and occasionally sipping from a mug of coffee. Except from the light on the woman`s desk, the lobby was dark. Melanie cursed silently. She would need other clothes and even more, she wanted to find clues about Linda`s whereabouts. But the nurse was sitting between her and that. Sure, she would see that Melanie was neither a patient nor a colleague.

However, after some minutes, the nurse yawned, put her journal aside and went for an adjacent room, obviously a bathroom. Melanie sneaked close to the main door when she heard something clink in the pocket of her bathrobe.

It was a key, similar to a hotel room key, with a brass badge fixed to it.

»04/2/13«

Obviously, it meant that Melissa`s room was located at building number four, the 13th room at the second floor. Melanie looked around and as she had hoped, there was a plan of the whole complex near the reception, telling her that she already was inside number four.

The sound of a flush made Melanie quickly rush up the stairs to the second floor where everything was quiet and the corridor only was lit by a few small gas lights. It looked like a corridor in any hospital, but obviously, it was where the nurses had their rooms. Accurate as the British were, the rooms had their numbers written above the doors and besides, the inhabitants` names were written on badges fixed to the doors. Most of the rooms were inhabited by two women, but on number 13, only the name of Melissa Arlen was written. Obviously, being the doctor`s pet had its privileges.

»Well, let`s see if Miss Knickerless has at least some clothes that are more practical than her sleeping gown.«

She opened the door and stepped into a room of some ten square yards. In it, there was a bunk bed, a cupboard and a small table with a bowl on it. The upper bed was loaded with a heap of clothes and a nurse`s uniform hung over the only chair.

»Be it ever so humble-«

Melanie stopped her saying as she felt something poke into her ribs and a hand was clamped over her mouth. Then, she was pushed inside and the door was closed.

»No sound! Light the candle!«

Not sure where her attacker was, Melanie slowly went for the candlestick beside the bed. She also found some matches, lit the wick and then, her eyes widened.

»You?«

Though he was dressed differently and now sported a mustache, Melanie recognized the man that had tried to kidnap Linda the day before. He held a revolver in his hand and seemed as amazed of her presence as she was of his.

Kazeem had spent the evening wandering through the hospital, pretending he was a businessman from Alexandria who was trying to find his cousin of whom he only knew he was somewhere at the hospital. Since he had said not to know what illness or injury the patient had, the nurses had sent him from one building to another, giving him the opportunity to explore the building.

In addition, he had overheard some conversations about the actual scandal: a Dr. Bernard, a psychiatrist with some reputation, seemed to have gone mad himself and had stolen the ambulance van and disappeared with it. Also, there had been an attack on a nurse – spicy said doctor`s love affair. It seemed the nurses had no other subject to chat about and so, Kazeem had known all he needed by the time he had been told to leave the hospital for the night.

However, he had hidden inside a facility room at the building where also the nurses had their sleeping rooms. Thinking about the latest events, he now knew that Dr. Bernard was the man who had kidnapped Linda and brought her somewhere with the van. And the only person who could give him at least some hints was Melissa, the woman Dr. Bernard had willingly sacrificed to make his escape.

When he had heard no more steps and talking of the corridor, he had left his hideout and searched for the room of Melissa when he had seen a girl in a nightgown at the door. Wondering, because in his memory, Melissa had had longer hair and had been smaller, he had attacked. And now, his eyes fell on the woman that had fought him when he had tried to abduct Linda at her hotel room.

For some seconds, both stared at each other. This time, he was well aware that the raven-haired woman was anything but a fair girl and Melanie saw that this man would not underestimate her again. In addition, he had a gun.

»Where is Linda?«

Both asked at the same time and to their surprise, it made them both chuckle. Then, Kazeem said:

»It seems that we are after the same people. How about working together – only as long as necessary?«

Melanie`s eyes narrowed.

»So, what is your part in all that – since you are not an accomplice of Dr. Bernard, as it seems.«

Kazeem decided to tell her the truth, though in a shortened version:

»I am just after Linda – long story!«

Melanie scoffed.

»Well, I surely can understand that. But those people who have her now seem to have bigger plans than just an – enforced honeymoon! They have abducted at least two more women – and that`s just the top of the iceberg!«

Kazeem thought about that for a few moments. He wouldn`t have cared if Dr. Bernard had kidnapped a dozen girls and was planning to get a thousand more into his clutches. All he wanted was Linda.

»So, my goal and yours are more or less the same. As I said, perhaps, we should combine our forces instead of splitting them. When only you and me are left, we can fight for Linda again.«

Now, it was on Melanie to think about it for some time. Then, she smiled and reached Kazeem her right hand.

»Deal – for as long as necessary!«

Kazeem, not used to shaking hands with women, hesitated before he took the revolver in his left and took her hand. Immediately, Melanie tried to use one of her tricks, but Kazeem held against it. They wrestled for some time, each of them unable to get the other down. Then, Melanie panted:

»You are not that bad for an old man!«

»You should have seen me when I was young, Wildcat!«

»Well, that must have been before my birth!«

They let each other go and Melanie said:

»For the start, I have Melissa – what do you have to offer?«

»For the start, enough money to get us horses and weapons – even man`s clothes you seem to prefer, though I have to admit you look quite pretty in what you are wearing now!«

Melanie`s bathrobe belt had loosened during their fight and she was only wearing the thin silk nightgown underneath. She arched her back, allowing him to admire her firm boobs, and said:

»I wish I could say the same about you!«

***

At the criminals` hideout, the men had put the unconscious Sarah in a hogtie, released Caitlyn from her noose and pushed Linda, still strapped to her wheelchair, inside the barn. Then, without bothering to close the door, they had started a heated discussion.

Meanwhile, the four damsels could do little more than to look at each other. Linda remembered what Melanie had told her and recognized the brunette that was bound in a similar state as her friend as Caitlyn whilst the petite girl in the hogtie had to be Sarah. Linda was most concerned about Emily, but except from being put in a tight armbinder and once again being gagged, she looked okay, at least physically.

Unbeknownst to the girls, their abductors were just discussing how long they should stay unharmed. The strange thing in that quarrel was that none of the five men actually wanted to kill them. The Falcon, however, was sure that their daring plan would only work out if the Consul General would be killed by a »real« madwoman and not by the puppet of the revolutionaries. They had to prove that the British were weak and that the Mahdi could establish a steadier rule. It would be counterproductive if anyone saw the revolutionaries as people who tried to reach their goals by kidnapping and brainwashing girls. So, everyone who was a witness to that part of the plan would have to go: the killer girl immediately after the assassination and the other girls once they had proven inadequate for the mission.

The Falcon sighed. The Mahdi had not even been sure what to do with the other witnesses, the doctor and his henchmen, except for Ibrahim who was a dedicated Mahdist.

Ibrahim was loyal to the revolution, but he thought that the girls would be a nice reward for his loyalty and so, he insisted on keeping them alive. Dr. Bernard, who at least guessed that his position wasn`t the strongest once the plan had started, tried to prove his ruthlessness by demanding the girls` death, but he also said that he could not do it himself, referring to his Hippocratic oath.

The only ones who agreed were Selim and Peter, both saying that some extra money could be made by selling the girls somewhere in the Deep South or in Arabia. They were not really interested in politics, but just in their purses.

»We could, however, solve the problem rather easily«, Dr. Bernard now said. He waited before the other four looked at him before he continued:

»During the last days, we have tried to get the blonde into our hands, simply because she`s a potential witness – and because she had been our original goal. I have to admit that some of us«, he looked at Peter and Selim, »did not act the most professional, but at least, we now have her. And she and the redhead are close friends. In addition, we already know that Emily is definitely responding to my sexual therapy. So, I am quite sure that Emily will do whatever we want, just to save Linda`s life. Which does not mean that we actually have to spare the blonde, once Emily has done her duty.«

»Today, Sarah seemed more than eager to please us, too«, Ibrahim interjected, but the problem was of course obvious: the short-sighted girl could perhaps mistake another officer for the Consul General.

Now, the Falcon rose from his seat, as if to show the others that he was speaking in the Mahdi`s name:

»So, we can find a compromise here: Peter and Selim will get Sarah and Caitlyn and may sell them for profit. The two girls don`t know enough to cause trouble. Of course, they have seen you and the doctor, but south of Wadi Halfa, there are not many people who ask too many questions and after the revolution, it isn`t a problem anyway. So, you will only have to kill these two if you get caught by the police during your way South.«

The two men nodded and leaned back, starting to discuss details of that. Now, the Falcon turned towards the doctor:

»You will use your skills to make sure that the other two, especially the redhead, are really under our control. We can`t risk that Emily suddenly decides that her loyalty towards the Empire means more to her than her friend´s life.«

»Oh, be sure about that, Falcon!«

Dr. Bernard had enough of a mad scientist in him to be dedicated to such rather perverse kinds of »therapy«. When considering what to do to the girls, he did not notice the looks the Falcon and Ibrahim exchanged: after the revolution, there would be no place for such men who were little more than necessary tools. However, the Falcon decided to distract the men by making a proposal:

»We now have made our decisions, but it has become late now. How about starting work tomorrow – and having some fun tonight!«

***

Naked, trussed up like a parcel, gagged and blindfolded, Melissa hadn`t gone anywhere when Kazeem and Melanie entered the morgue. She mmphed, but then, to her horror, she noticed the voices of the two people who had kept and tortured her before.

»You know the game ›good cop – bad cop‹?«, Melanie had asked Kazeem when they had sneaked down the stairs. With a smile, the Afghan had answered:

»Some years ago, I developed it further to a game I would call ›bad cop – even worse cop‹!«

And somehow, Melanie had to admit that the man could be not the worst partner ever. She bent down to Melissa who was lying on her side and purred:

»So, the doctor has no longer need for you, Miss Knickerless? Perhaps, you should have played more hard to get!«

The girl whimpered as Melanie brushed over her exposed breasts. Melanie gently padded her buttocks and said:

»Well, the doctor now has left, together with the lovely Linda! I know how you must feel. Here«, she put one hand on Melissa`s left breast, »and here!«

Melanie pushed her other hand between Melissa`s legs, cupping her pubic mound. For some time, she caressed her, ignoring her helpless squirming and desperate moaning. Then, Kazeem joined the game. Whilst Melanie still massaged the girl, he slapped her four times: once on each buttock and once on each of her bare soles. Melissa squealed into her gag and twitched, but could not avoid the beating nor Melanie`s grip on her breast and pussy. The raven-haired now intensified her massage.

»Now, if you decide to join our side, you may get your revenge – sweet revenge!«

Melanie now placed her index and middle finger close to Melissa`s labia, caressing and massaging them whilst her thumb was pushing her clit, forming little circles. She still kneaded the girl`s left breast with her other hand and now, she bent forward and began to kiss her right nipple, teasing it with her tongue and even gently biting it. Melissa moaned and that was the moment when Kazeem said:

»If you decide, however, to stay loyal to the doctor – well, feel yourself!«

Kazeem`s slaps weren`t that hard, coming out of his wrist. But he knew exactly that causing pain was a profession or, as he preferred to call it, an art. He spanked the girl in a steady rhythm: left buttock – right buttock – right sole – left sole. So, there were some two to three seconds between the slaps on each sensitive area, allowing the quite little amount of pain to stray through her body until the next impulse followed. And, like a tsunami, the waves of pain added to each other, building bigger waves of hot tingling pain that made Melissa cry into the knickers stuffing her mouth. This time, Kazeem spanked her for some two minutes before Melanie took over again.

Kazeem`s spanking had not only pushed Melissa towards Melanie not only in the literal, but also in the figurative sense. The poor girl whimpered with pain and the only source of consolation came from Melanie´s tender hands and lips. The raven-haired had closed her eyes to concentrate even better on Melissa and now, she could feel how the girl`s nipples had grown hard under her constant caresses and when she gently squeezed the one and bit the other, Melissa sighed and writhed. Her pubic mound felt hot and Melanie could also sense how the girl got wetter and her clit and labia were swelling.

»Sweet – pure – revenge!«, she breathed between the kisses on Melissa`s breast and she smiled inwardly as her involuntary partner arched her pelvis against her and moaned. Melanie`s caresses now became as soft as a breeze – then, Kazeem started his part again.

They continued the alternating bath of pain and pleasure until Melanie felt her fingers slide inside Melissa`s wet hot pussy. Kazeem now reduced his spanking to a slight padding that just sent little tingling waves through Melissa`s sore butt and soles whilst Melanie alternately thrust two fingers deep inside her and pushed her hot button with her thumb. Melissa now writhed on the ground, moaning and in the throes of passion.

In the five years since she had lost her virginity, Melissa could not have been called prudish or hard to get. And during her relationship with Dr. Bernard, though she had always been faithful to the man she had thought she loved, there had hardly been a day where she had had to miss carnal pleasures. However, she had also always been quite conservative and even sitting on the top had been slightly exotic for her. And never would she have thought that she could ever enjoy pain.

But now, with her buttocks and soles burning, this added to the fire the woman was stoking between her legs. The embarrassment of getting touched there by someone of her sex, her fears, all had been washed away by the blissful and still growing arousal in her pussy. Through her stifling gag, she begged for relief, but again, the woman played with her, getting her closer and closer to the edge, only to withdraw before she could climax. Melissa groaned with frustration, demanding relief as energetically as she could.

»So, you want it, no matter what the costs are?«

»Mmhmmm! Mmhhmmm!«

Melissa nodded vigorously and Melanie stopped moving her hand, as did Kazeem. Playfully, she asked the man:

»Do you believe her?«

For a few seconds, both remained silent and didn`t move, whilst Melissa was mewing, trying to impale herself on Melanie´s fingers still inside her. Then, Kazeem said, managing to sound reluctantly generous:

»Well, let`s give her a chance!«

Melanie quickly shifted the position of her hand, thrusting her thumb inside Melissa`s pussy whilst she gently pushed her now dripping wet index finger into the girl`s rear entry. Melissa gasped and arched her body and Melanie could imagine how her eyes widened under her blindfold.

»Obviously, she`s still a Backdoor Maiden!«, she thought with a sardonic smile and squirmed her index finger now enclosed by tight muscles. Then, she looked at Kazeem:

»Be careful not to hit my hand!«

Kazeem started the spanking again and now, every time he hit her buttocks, Melanie tightened her grip, pushing her fingers deeper into both holes. The wave of sheer pain from her butt now met the irritating new feeling of having something inside her anus and the wave of pleasure the thrusting thumb caused inside her pussy. Melissa felt the two waves meet inside her womb and then, she felt her orgasm like an explosion. Having lost all control over herself, Melissa pumped so hard Melanie needed all her strength to keep her fingers inside her whilst Melissa`s slippery flesh rubbed over her hand and her hot juices spread over her lower arm. Kazeem had stopped his spanking, enjoying how Melissa screamed her lust into her gag and twitched and spasmed until she stiffened her whole body for several seconds before collapsing with a deep, long, satisfied groan.

»Phew, next time, we change positions!«, Kazeem said, massaging his hand that hurt from the spanking, too. He even had difficulties in lighting his cigar.

»So, you want to be Melissa or me next time?«, Melanie panted. The flimsy nightgown barely hid her hard and erect nipples and she thanked that in the dark cellar, her reddened cheeks were not visible to the man. Kazeem stood up and said:

»I better go and get all we need. This is a big city, so, it should be possible to get a cab and some clothes, even in the middle of the night.«

He seemed quite hasty and when he turned towards the door, Melanie could see that the treatment of Melissa had not left him physically indifferent.

»I wonder if he does a short stop at the bathroom before he leaves«, she thought with a smile. Then, she looked down at Melissa, who still was panting heavily, covered with sweat and smelling from her blissful explosion.

Carefully, Melanie cleaned her index finger with a cloth and licked her thumb like a child. Then, she gathered the skirt of her nightgown and peeled down her knickers before she sat opposite to Melissa`s head.

»I hope you remember it was me who did the main job, Melissa!«, she whispered. Melissa moaned faintly and Melanie removed the belt buckled between her lips and pulled the sodden knickers from her mouth. Some saliva dripped to the floor and Melissa panted, unable to say something.

»And I also hope that you know how to say ›Thank You‹!«

She crawled forward, bringing her middle close to Melissa`s face. Getting the other girl to climax had aroused her and she could see from the expression on the still blindfolded woman`s face that she was noticing that, too. Melanie spread her legs wider and caressed Melissa´s sweaty and disheveled hair. With the other hand, she reached for the discarded belt and playfully slapped it on the girl`s reddened buttocks, causing her to mew. Melanie also sighed when she felt Melissa`s breath brush over her pubic mound.

»Now, say ›Thank You‹ – or say whatever you want, as long as you say it again and again and again!«

***

»All right, Ladies, as you perhaps know, sleeping soundly is a gift. So, we decided that you may choose how you will spend the night. Or let`s better say, we decided that you have to earn your sleeping privileges! We will do a few games and after each game, the winner will be tied up for the night. Thus, the losers get another chance until the last one – well, let`s say we are quite imaginative!«

The Falcon looked down on the four girls. Giving Sarah a break, they had spared her washing Linda and herself and only stripped the blonde nude. Then, each girl had been given some water before they had been regagged and led behind a sand heap to relieve themselves. Now, all were tied the same way, their wrists and ankles cuffed and the short chains slung through each other, putting each girl into a hogtie. Linda still was gagged with Melanie´s socks, kept inside her mouth by a strip of cloth, whilst the others still sported their harness gags. They had been given no opportunity to talk, as the men had only ungagged one of them at the same time.

The men had placed them side by side, all four girls lying in the sand on their bellies. To their left and right, two posts had been pushed inside the sand and other posts followed, connected by ropes and forming a narrowing path that was some ten yards long. Where they were lying, it was wide enough for the four of them, but at the end, the gap would only allow one of them to pass at the same time.

»Now, the rules are simple: crawl over to the end of the path! The first one is the winner! However, as you may have seen, we all have brought some bamboo canes. So, whenever one of you leaves the marked path, whether on her own or pushed by her rival, we will hit her until she`s back on the playground!«

Ibrahim emphasized the falcon`s words by letting his cane swish through the air. Linda let out a deep moan. She wasn`t especially sportive and crawling through the sand whilst being nude and hogtied didn`t sound convenient at all. However, when the man gave the start signal, she reluctantly wriggled her body, trying to get forward.

However, it turned out that both Sarah and Emily quickly had taken the lead, being right ahead of the others when they had reached half of the way. The two small girls fought for all they were worth, grunting through their gags and already glistering with sweat. Still, the path had become so narrow that they had to keep close together to avoid getting whipped.

»Mph! Mph!«

With energetic moves, Emily pushed herself forward. Here, her bigger boobs were a clear disadvantage, but she seemed to be the stronger of them. Then, she heard Sarah moan with anger and then, the auburn rammed her shoulder against her hip, causing Emily to roll to her side.

»Mmhrrmmm!«

Angrily, she cursed through her gag and thought:

»There is no reason to play unfair! We are still on the same side – ouch!«

Her thoughts were distracted when Selim hit her thigh, not especially brutal, but painful enough to make her roll back onto the path. However, it was too late: Sarah was just crossing the end line.

»We have our first winner!«, the falcon yelled.

***