Chapter eight

The men let the other girls lie in the dust whilst they took care of Sarah. Selim and Peter quickly hammered four stakes into the ground whilst the Falcon and Ibrahim released Sarah from her hogtie and tied silk scarves to her wrists and ankles. Using these like handles, they carried the petite girl over and tied her to the stakes, forcing her to lie on her back, spread-eagled, but in a way that could be called lenient.

Meanwhile, Dr. Bernard had brought a bucket and started to wash the sand and sweat from Sarah`s body, surprisingly not taking too many advantages when rubbing the cloth all over her. Then, he squeezed the cloth and waited until Selim had removed the harness gag from Sarah. Before the girl could say anything, the wet cloth was stuffed into her mouth and another scarf was tied tightly between her lips. Then, Ibrahim brought a hammer and a fifth stake. The other girls mewed when he placed it close to Sarah`s exposed middle, but he hammered it into the ground a few inches apart from her crotch.

Linda wondered why he had done this, but now, the Falcon clapped his hands, announcing the next competition:

»Now that you all have warmed up a bit, let`s make the way back a bit more interesting!«

One by one, the girls were released from their hogties, but still had their wrists and ankles bound. Using short pieces of rope, the men now tied their knees and elbows after they had made them line up side by side, facing the gap where the course started.

»Again, simple rules: get back to the start! Whoever leaves the path gets whipped and again, everything is allowed!«

The three naked girls stood motionless, none of them seeing a point in starting the humiliating process of hopping. The Falcon smiled and let his cane swish through the air.

»I will count to three! Then, I will start beating the shit out of Sarah! That is, if you don`t start now!«

He stepped over to the spread Sarah who squirmed in her bonds and mewed. The others waited for the Falcon to raise his arm before Caitlyn reluctantly made a small hop.

»One!«

Sarah screamed through her gag and now, Linda hopped, too. The combination of her elbow tie and the movement made her boobs bounce and she knew that this was exactly the reason the men made them do this. But she persisted, trying to reach Caitlyn who was about one yard ahead.

»Two!«

Now, Sarah mewed as if the beating had already started and now, Emily moved forward, too. The men now hooted and cheered, even placing bets as if it was a horse race. Though it was just ten yards, all three competitors would have preferred a marathon in normal clothes and free of their bonds.

Caitlyn, who had started first, would have won, but then, Linda slipped. She fell forward and when she did so, also pushed the brunette to the ground and so, Emily won the competition. Caitlyn stared daggers at Linda, but the Falcon now said:

»Now, Emily, choose wisely – arm or leg?«

Puzzled, the girl looked at the man who made no move to explain his words. Emily feared that their captors would be capable of almost everything, but could not believe that they intended to cut one of her limbs off. However, she had no idea what to do.

»All right, since you seem undecided, I will help you: it will be ›leg‹!«

Peter and Selim released Emily`s arms, but kept her in a vice grip when they dragged her over to a thick post where her arms were retied behind it. Linda could see that they had obviously made her elbows get as close as possible, too. Emily was further secured by multiple rounds of rope, tying her upper body to the post, but leaving her breasts untouched. The girl now would have to remain seated in an uncomfortable, yet tolerable position, but the men weren`t finished.

First, Emily was quickly washed by Dr. Bernard, too, before her gag was replaced by the cloth he had used for that purpose and a scarf tied between her lips. Then, however, they used an entire bandage to wrap it over her mouth and around the post, pinning her head against it and making it almost impossible for Emily to move her head. She weakly flailed with her legs that were now released, but Ibrahim grabbed her right ankle and raised her leg into the air.

He kept her still whilst Dr. Bernard tied a rope around her knee, letting the long end dangle. Meanwhile, Selim hammered another stake into the ground and tied her other ankle to it, forcing Emily to stretch her left leg.

»Mmhhmmph! Nnnnggg! Uuhhmmph!«

Emily squirmed and protested as the doctor now pushed the other end of the rope bound to the girl`s knee under her, ignoring her sense of modesty. However, he did not apply an actual crotch rope to her, but just tied the rope`s end around the post so Emily was sitting on the rope. Then, the doctor took it and pulled it upwards. By some tightening and loosening of the rope, he finally found a position that would force Emily to sit with her right leg dangling from the rope around her knee, her foot some four inches above the ground. Peter now hammered a large nail into the post and he hung the rope over it. When they let the rope go, they could see that Emily could not get her foot in touch with the ground and in addition, the rope how also rubbed over her pubic mound. However, this touch still was not more than just a little irritating.

»Now, for the last competition!«, the Falcon said, looking at Linda and Caitlyn.

***

»I hope that you brought something to drink. Miss Knickerless feels thirsty, as if she has tasted something – salty!«

Kazeem could see that Melissa had been released except for her wrist ties and the blindfold. She was kneeling, leaning against Melanie who was caressing her neck. The reason for her position was not only submission; with her buttocks and soles still red and burning, neither sitting nor standing would have been comfortable. Though ungagged, the girl seemed quite relaxed, however.

Kazeem reached Melanie a bottle and she took a long sip before putting the bottle to Melissa`s lips, too. Then, she asked Kazeem for clothes and he handed her a bag. The last two hours, he had spent another 50 Pounds on various things they would need for finding Linda and the other girls.

»I am sorry, but in the middle of the night, I could not be too picky!«

Melanie could see that he had found a pair of fitting boots and a pair of socks, but the trousers were made of black leather and looked extremely tight. And the white blouse seemed quite transparent, even in the dim light of the gas lantern.

Melanie put on the socks, then, she worked the tight trousers up her legs and found it was skin tight when she had closed the buttons. She looked down at her body and giggled.

»Somehow, I now feel reminded of the toe of a camel!«

Kazeem laughed, too, and said, looking at her crotch:

»One could read any of your wishes from your lips!«

Without hesitating, Melanie pulled the nightgown over her shoulders and stretched, allowing Kazeem to admire her firm boobs and her athletic, yet not muscular arms and her trim tummy. Then, she put on the blouse and instead of getting the hem into her trousers, knotted the ends in front of her navel. When she had put on her boots, she asked:

»Now, what about sweet Miss Knickerless? I mean, we promised her revenge on the doctor, but I`m afraid she can`t walk, at least not for long distances.«

»And sitting on a horseback could kill me«, Melissa added, sounding rather a bit cranky than really afraid, »you hurt me!«

Melanie looked at her pout and kissed her lips.

»Come on, Lissie, look into my eyes and tell me you didn`t like it!«

Melissa cocked her head.

»How could I, I am still blindfolded!«

»For your own good – Lissie! Had you seen us, we would have to kill you!«, Kazeem added, though he didn`t sound really threatening. Besides, Melissa had already seen Melanie in the hotel, when they had tried to kidnap Linda.

Melissa looked into his direction, pouting again:

»You nearly killed me anyway! You were really – rough!«

Her voice sounded hoarse and Kazeem now sat beside her. Gently, he put his hand under her butt and lifted her up a bit. Even the light touch made the girl whimper.

»Now, look into MY eyes and tell me you didn`t like THAT!«

»I am still blindfouuhmmph!«

He stifled her protest with his lips and hungrily, Melissa kissed him back, enjoying the little strays of sweet pain his hand sent through her sore butt. When he withdrew, she breathed:

»I definitely don`t like the mustache!«

Melanie giggled and kissed her, too. Then, she asked:

»Now, what shall we do with her? Poor Lissie is frightened to death! Or why else could her nipples be so hard and erect?«

»Well, perhaps, it`s just the cold!«, Kazeem speculated, still gently kneading the girl`s buttocks. Melissa let out a fluttering breath when Melanie cupped her breasts.

»It can`t be just the cold – I can feel her accelerated heartbeat!«

»Now that you say it, you might be right, after all, she doesn`t seem cold – everywhere!«

He placed his other hand between her legs. Melissa groaned and arched her pelvis against him. Melanie now bent forward and whispered into her ear:

»Remember when we first met, Lissie? I called you ›needy‹ and you became quite angry at me. Now, was I wrong, Lissie? Are you needy right now?«

Melissa panted and when Kazeem increased the pressure of his fingers on her buttocks, she screamed:

»Yyeeessss!«

Melanie kissed her again and then, she withdrew from her, as did Kazeem. Before Melissa could protest, Melanie whispered:

»Don`t think we love to go now, Lissie! However, we can`t take you with us now. On the other hand, we can`t just stow you inside one of these drawers either. If we won`t come back, you`d stay needy for the rest of your life!«

Before Melissa could protest, she thoroughly stuffed her mouth with Linda`s knickers again, once more securing the gag with a belt. Kazeem carefully lowered the girl to the tiled ground. She gasped when her buttocks met the cold floor, but Kazeem just bent her legs and tied her left ankle to her right knee and vice versa, forcing her into a lotus position. Melanie used another belt to strap Melissa`s elbows together. Then, she reached around and put her hands on the helpless girl`s boobs.

»Though we have to go now, I am glad we have met!«

Kazeem once again cupped her pubic mound and bent forward, kissing Melissa`s forehead.

»I told you that compared to Linda, you mean nothing to me. Let me change that saying – you mean a little less to me than Linda – which is still pretty much!«

For some time, they caressed and teased Melissa, until she moaned into her gag and rocked her body, trying to get even more of the hands on her. After a short while, Kazeem`s fingers slid into her and Melanie arched her back by increasing the pressure on her boobs. However, this time, they just brought her close to the edge before they both withdrew again.

»Keep that fire inside you burning, Lissie! Perhaps, it will keep you warm until someone finds you in the morning!«

***

Standing on shaky legs, with their arms and legs still bound, Linda and Caitlyn anxiously watch the men, except for Peter who had an eye on them both, were busy doing something inside their prison barn. They had seen them take a coiled rope with them – and a long bit of bamboo. The stick, some four feet long and two inches in diameter, had been cut in half along the length, forming some kind of gutter.

Finally, the Falcon told them to get over and after a last look on the bound and gagged Emily and Sarah, both women hopped towards the door. Inside, they could see a familiar, yet frightening sight: two nooses, dangling from the ceiling beam.

Caitlyn mewed with fear when she was put under one of them, but Selim held her still whilst Ibrahim took the noose. To the girl`s relief, he didn`t put it around her nose, but around her already tied wrists. However, when he pulled on the other end, Caitlyn moaned again, helplessly squirming when her arms were raised upwards.

When Ibrahim tied the rope off, Caitlyn had to stand in an uncomfortable position, bent slightly forward and her arms securely trapped. Yet, they had gone so far as to really torture the girl and dislodge her shoulders.

Linda was tied exactly the same and made to stand opposite to Caitlyn. Then, the men thoroughly washed them with water from two buckets. After that, Linda`s gag was replaced by another harness gag, similar to that of Caitlyn. Both had a small ring at the center of the gagging ball and these rings were now connected by a short length of twine, forcing both captives to keep their heads so close that their noses touched.

Simply by spanking, they then made both girls hop forward a bit, though this not only meant more strain in their arms, but also forced them to raise their upper bodies until the tops of their breasts touched. Then, Linda felt something rough push between her bound legs.

»Mmhmmph! Nnnggg!«

It was the bamboo rod that was pushed between her thighs. They seemed to get it all the way forward and after a while, she could tell from Caitlyn`s moans and the expression in her eyes that it was now pushed between her legs, too.

Next, the gutter was turned so the open end was showing upwards. With some ropes, they fixed it so the two girls were literally riding on the bamboo gutter.

»If one of us has to pee, it will flood over to the other, too!«, Linda thought with dismay, but now, Dr. Bernard held a bottle with a pink liquid to them.

»As Caitlyn already knows, I have made great success in developing a strong aphrodisiac. Soon, Emily and Sarah will notice that their gags have been soaked with it, too. It doesn`t work too well when it is swallowed, but I am quite sure that they will soon find it very frustrating that they can`t touch themselves.«

His laugh made the two captives shiver, but he continued:

»It works much better if it`s absorbed by mucous membranes between your legs, however. Now, as you can`t actually see, but may soon notice, the fact you are of the same height enabled us to get the rim between both your private parts absolutely horizontally. And as long as it stays that way, you will stay – undisturbed!«

He uncorked the bottle and poured some of the liquid into the bamboo gutter. Both Linda and Caitlyn gasped, but did not dare to move, since the level of the liquid was so that if one of them lowered her position the slightest, it would reach her labia and then-

»Actually, we haven`t thought about who can be called the winner of that game yet. But we will tell you tomorrow! Now, have an interesting night, Ladies!«

The men left the barn and Dr. Bernard grinned like a Cheshire cat. The liquid was actually just some diluted hand lotion. It would cause some slight tingle, but nothing more. However, if the girls THOUGHT it was an aphrodisiac – well, imagination could be a bitch!

»A good scientist always finds time for an interesting experiment!«, he thought by himself.

***

Kazeem had also organized two cloaks for them and so, he and Melanie walked through the city that now, at about 3 a. m., lay almost silent, with only a few early workers already on the roads. When Melanie tried to direct Kazeem to the Southern Gate, he asked her why. Smiling superiorly, Melanie answered:

»Dr. Bernard and his men have left the city two times – and the first time, it had been planned. So, they have chosen the hearse on purpose and that means that they had to take a route where a hearse would not look suspicious!«

»The way to the cemetery!«

»Elementary, Watson!«, Melanie said, padding his shoulder. Kazeem, a great fan of Sherlock Holmes, smiled, though he had never really identified with Watson. So, he tried to prove that he could think logically, too:

»So, we are looking for a place where a hearse doesn`t look too suspicious and where you can go by an automobile. That means we can sort out the smaller paths that branch off the road. We are a bit late for finding tire tracks, but I think we have to search by the river.«

»Because that`s where one can easily hire a ground with a barn or a warehouse that is remote enough to keep three captives there. And besides, if someone comes to close from the land, you can retreat to the Nile.«

Melanie sighed.

»That reduces the possible hideouts to some hundreds of places. Have you got any brain wave?«

Kazeem now stopped, searched for his cigars and lit one of them.

»Well, I am here for the first time, but in my eyes, Cairo is in many things similar to Karachi where I have been regularly during the last years. And maybe, even the people are similar – especially the children.«

When he explained her his idea, Melanie once again padded his shoulder, but this time, she showed real admiration.

***

At the criminals` hideout, Sarah had for a short while felt almost relaxed. She had won the first competition and that sure meant that they would not consider sending her to a »bath in the Nile«! She hated herself for her thoughts, but of course, she also wanted to live.

In addition, though she still was stark naked, bound and gagged, her position was almost comfortable. Sure, her arms and legs were spread and she couldn`t reach for her gag, but at least, she could lie on the warm sand and nobody bothered her for the moment. She had wondered why they had rammed the stake in the ground, close to her crotch, but this stick was just there, not even touching her. Totally exhausted, Sarah had even managed to doze off, even ignoring the slightly strange taste of her gag, a large cloth pressed to a dense wad of packing.

In her dream, she had been together with Richard, a man who also worked as a teacher at the school where Sarah was employed. He was a friendly man, so different from those thugs, and she liked him – however, her dream had become more and more explicit. So explicit that Sarah had risen from her dream with a muffled gasp.

Panting, she stared at the dark sky, realizing more and more where she was. Luckily, nobody seemed to have noticed her. Sarah blinked and some shadows of her dream still haunted her. She felt an all too familiar tingle in her loins and knew that it had been one of these dreams – dreams that sometimes made her do things that were not considered appropriate for a decent girls` school teacher.

However, when she had awakened from similar dreams earlier, it had taken short time to get her thought back to reality. This time, however, she felt that the warmth between her legs was growing.

»Oh no! I am helpless and kidnapped and these men will perhaps even kill me – but I am feeling aroused!«

And yet, the feeling did not listen to her rational voice, as it usually did. Instead, she wriggled her hips and also felt how her arousal strayed through her body. In the dark and without her glasses, she could not see how her nipples grew hard, but she could of course sense it. She blushed and looked around if any of the men was around – but at the same time, she felt that the tingle in her loins was getting stronger and stronger. Sarah felt a growing urge to reach for her womanhood, but with her bound wrists, that was not an option.

Sarah gulped and when she swallowed her saliva, mixed with the water her gag had been soaked with, she suddenly realized it tasted not just strange, but somehow – a bit like medicine. Like a medicine she had tasted before. When she remembered what it was, a shiver ran down her spine.

The aphrodisiac!

Of course, the last time, they had rubbed it between her legs and all over her body, but she had smelled it so intensively she could even remember it from its taste. She whimpered when she remembered how her kidnappers had freed her from the iron box after endless hours. How they had tied her to a table, in a position similar to that she was tied just yet. How they had touched her everywhere, massaging her breasts and touching other areas where no man had ever been before.

»Mmhrrmmm!«

Of course, Sarah had squirmed and pleaded through her gag – at first. But then, the aphrodisiac had begun to work and after a while, she had – accepted what they did to her. Had willingly accepted it. And whilst she had almost died from embarrassment, she had at the same time squirmed under the men`s hands, moaned and sighed and finally enjoyed the sensations the potion and the caresses had caused. The memories were so strong that Sarah now felt as if the tingle between her legs had turned into a fire.

»Oh no, these bastards, what have they done to me? I am – I am – I am horny, for God`s sake!«

Now that she had thought it, she was all too aware of her arousal. Squirming and rocking her hips, Sarah found no way to soothe the prickling desire in her loins. Then, her eyes fell on the stake. Of course, that was why they had placed it there!

However, the sadistic plan of her captors had been slightly different. The stake had been placed just so far away from her now swollen and wet labia that she could only occasionally touch it, no matter how she twisted her body and stretched her legs. The slight touch of the stick only stoked the fire, but did not get her closer to relief.

Sarah`s cries of frustration, muffled by her gag, mixed with those of Emily who was little better off. She had also realized that her gag had been soaked with the aphrodisiac and she too remembered what effects it had had, when she had been stowed inside the coffin, her head resting on Sarah`s pubic mound and her private parts touching those of Caitlyn.

This time, however, her only way to get some help was the rope that ran between her legs and up to the nail above her head from where it went to her knee, holding it in the air. Emily moved her leg up and down and felt how the rope found a way between her wet labia. She knew that she was getting off from the damned drug, was doing exactly what these men wanted her to do, but her desire for relief was now much stronger than her combined defiance and embarrassment.

The rope rubbed over her soft flesh, increased the tingling there, made her mad with arousal – and did not get her over the brink. Again, the men had with an almost engineering precision taken care that the girl could not reach climax. The nail her crotch rope was put over was quite long and when Emily pulled her leg down and tightened the string, it slid to the end of the nail. This pulled the crotch rope away from her clit a bit – it only touched her hot spot when she loosened the pressure, but when she tried to increase it, the rope was pulled away. Emily frantically tried to shift her position, but she had been tied too stringently to the post. Relief was just an inch away, but for the wailing and squirming girl, it could also have been a mile.

To Linda, some six yards away and inside the barn, these sounds only reminded her of her own predicament. She stared at Caitlyn`s brown eyes inches away from her own and slightly moved her upper body, feeling how the other`s breasts rubbed over her own. Caitlyn let out a small moan, but could do nothing else to communicate with Linda.

They had no idea how long the men had left, but their legs now were hurting from having to stand so long. The bamboo between their legs felt uncomfortable, but what was really horrifying was the occasional sound of the sloshing liquid inside the rim. Now covered with a fine coat of perspiration, neither Linda nor Caitlyn could say exactly if some drops of the aphrodisiac had already touched their private parts, but so far, they had managed to keep the gutter horizontal.

»What can be so bad about an aphrodisiac?«, Linda thought. If it had been acid or something like that, it could have been much worse than just feel a little arousal down there. In her time at the Emir´s harem, there had been a variety of such love potions and most of them had been just as powerful as strawberries dipped in Champaign.

However, she had seen how panic-striven Caitlyn had looked when Dr. Bernard had shown her the bottle and poured it into the rim. Sure, she had experienced it before during her captivity and obviously, it would be worse.

In front of her inner eye, Linda could see what would happen: the one who first succumbed to exhaustion and bent her legs would feel a short relief, since with their arms strapped to the ceiling, sitting down or even crouching wasn`t an option either. Then, it would start by some mild tingling that would grow and leave them helpless, with no possibility to touch themselves or get relieve any other way. In addition, the more they would move and squirm, the more they would strain their arms and shoulders. If one of them gave in, both would pay for it – the stronger just by dislodged shoulders, the weaker also by an insatiable fire in her loins.

»Mph!«

Caitlyn made herself noticeable, twisting her eyes in an attempt to communicate with Linda. The blonde nodded the little she could and then, they both bent their legs, desperate not to cause the liquid to slosh too much. The little relief to their burning legs was all they could do and Linda knew that every minute, the idea of just letting herself fall downwards was becoming more and more tempting.

***

Outside Europe, automobiles were still a rare thing to be seen and so, whenever one appeared in the streets, it was followed by the smaller children. In the bigger cities like Cairo or Karachi, most children no longer considered these vehicles as some kind of dragons or demons, but they just liked to run after the roaring and puffing cars or to provoke the drivers to use the honk. If the automobiles were driving slowly enough, some of the braver even dared to jump on the fenders and enjoy a short fun trip.

Kazeem had witnessed such scenes in Karachi and he remembered how he had nearly fallen from his shying horse when he had seen the first of these vehicles three years ago. Now, he hoped that the youth of Cairo was similar to that of Karachi and so, he and Melanie had hidden in a corner and dozed until the early morning when they had approached the Southern Gate where Kazeem had bought the attention of a large group of boys by buying them some sweet bread and asking them about the ambulance van.

First, it seemed that he would get some information easily, but then, a few older boys shooed the smaller children away and began the old game of pretending that they had just lost their memories and could only regain it if they got a few Pounds.

Before Kazeem could start the negotiations, Melanie suddenly stepped forward and at once, the boys fell silent and looked at the woman. Her cloak had fallen open, revealing her legs clad in the skintight leather trousers and her transparent blouse that she had knotted above her belly button.

»Now, is there anything you know or are you just boasting around?«

She let the cloak gape a little more, as if by chance, allowing the boys a glimpse of her dark aureoles. Two minutes later, they had not only a detailed description of where the van had gone, but also an offer to guide them there. Melanie shook her head.

»No, thank you, young man. But perhaps, you can take care of my cloak as long as my companion ad I are away. I am afraid it`s going to be another hot day. Really, when I will be back, I will be covered with sweat!«

She handed the cloak to the leader of the adolescents and stretched her back before she took Kazeem`s arm, pulling him with her and swaying her hips more than necessary for her admirers that stayed behind, staring like sheep when thunder stroke.

»As soon as they are beginning to be men and to their graves, boys are all the same! Somehow, men don`t seem to have enough blood to think and to enjoy the wonders of nature at the same time. But at least, this weakness has saved us some money!«

Kazeem grinned. he had chosen Melanie`s revealing clothes on purpose and he doubted that she had believed his lie that he had gotten nothing else for her to dress up. But she had neither complained nor been the least shy about it and instead of embarrassing Melanie a bit, it was now him who felt his blood heated up. Kazeem raised his arm and slapped Melanie`s delicious butt with his hand. He hit her considerably hard and she let out a small sigh, but just looked at him as if she had expected nothing else.

»As I said, you are all the same! Nothing but drive-controlled beasts!«

»That`s why in my country, women have to wear veils!«, he said and then, he pointed at a high wooden fence that defined an area close to a sidearm of the Nile. According to the boys, the ambulance van had driven inside the day before and not come back since then.

Carefully, Kazeem and Melanie sneaked alongside the fence, searching for an entrance.

***