Chapter ten

Kazeem reached the Royal Hospital at a time when some of the doctors were already doing their morning visits and the nurses were busy in assisting them or taking care of the patients. So, he had no problem in sneaking inside the building where the morgue was located, but he was sure that Melissa had already been detected.

However, it seemed that he had a little bit of luck left. In the cellar, there was nobody and when he approached the iron door he and Melanie had left ajar, he could hear a faint moaning. So, at least the prerequisite for his plan was still there.

Melissa, still gagged, blindfolded and tied in a lotus position as they had left her, seemed not aware of his presence as he slipped inside and carefully closed the door behind him. He first thought that she was still in a state of arousal, as her nipples were hard and pointing directly at him. Then, he saw that the girl was shivering and he recognized that she was just freezing.

And suddenly, Kazeem was overwhelmed by an emotion he had felt not very often during the last years: compassion. He took the bathrobe that was still lying on the floor, draped it close to Melissa and then lifted her up, making her sit on the folded cloth.

»Mhm? Uuhmmm!«

Without a word, he took off his djellaba and put it over the girl`s shoulders before he held her in a close embrace and whispered:

»Soon, you will feel better, Lissie!«

Now, recognizing his voice, Melissa increased her muffled protests, but Kazeem kept her in his grip. He reached for her feet and the girl gasped as he touched her still sore soles. Tenderly, he brushed over them and began to massage her frozen toes until he could feel two things: she was getting warm again – and she was also relaxing a bit. Kazeem could not tell whether she had calmed down or just accepted her helplessness, but he said:

»Whom do you hate more, Lissie – me or Dr. Bernard?«

»Mhm?«

»Of course, it was Melanie and me who were a bit rough to you and even left you here in the cold. But you have to admit that I came back whilst the doctor is still on the run. I know for I have been at his hideout.«

Actually, he hadn`t seen Dr. Bernard but he had been sure that the doctor had been somewhere at the criminals` hideout, too. He brushed over Melissa`s soles, so tender that the girl squirmed in her bonds not from pain, but because the touch tickled her. Kazeem withdrew, letting his fingers wander up her thighs. Melissa squirmed and let out a mew.

»However, I had a feeling that you did not dislike it too much what we did to you earlier. That you did not only enjoy what Melanie did to you, but also what I have done!«

Melissa mewed again, remembering how Kazeem had spanked her butt and soles whilst Melanie had touched her. She fought the thought, but she had to admit it: both the caresses and the spanking had made her climax like she had never done before. Melissa felt a small spark of arousal deep inside her and Kazeem continued:

»Now, what do you think, Lissie? Will I be able to soothe your hatred against me, so far you will even help me to get the doctor behind bars?«

When Melissa didn`t react, he continued caressing her thighs, always stopping before his fingers reached her middle. After some time, he concentrated on her knees and feet before he began to work on the belts tying her legs.

»Perhaps, I should begin with an easier question: what will happen if I free your legs?«

He undid the belts and Melissa stretched her legs with a deep sigh of relief. Then, when he reached for her knees again, she stiffened. For a second. Then, as he continued his massage, she relaxed and did not close her thighs. Again, he caressed her legs, but then, his hands wandered over her belly and to her thrust out breasts, cupping them. The djellaba fell from Melissa`s shoulders and Kazeem bent forward, kissing Melissa`s neck from behind.

»Mhhmm!«

She squirmed, but not very vigorously and her legs still were opened. Kazeem groped her boobs and asked:

»Do you want to express defiance or is it just that mustache? I promise, if you will help me, it will come off!«

He continued kissing her neck and shoulders and she sighed and squirmed as the mustache tickled her sensitive skin. Under his hands, he could feel that her breasts were definitely no longer cold, but her nipples were still hard – or, to be precisely, had hardened again. She mewed when he withdrew his hands, but he just removed her blindfold. Melissa blinked and looked at him for the first time. He could see fear, but also something else. Looking at her, he undid her elbow tie.

»Now, you could get to your feet, kick me where it hurts and run for the door. Sure, they would arrest me and I could never lay my hands on you again! Never again touch you, Lissie!«

He turned her around and held her shoulders, but in a way she could have withdrawn easily. Melissa looked at him with widened eyes and he could feel that she was fighting down the urge to jump up and run for the door. Kazeem put his hands away and leaned back.

»Now, what is it, Lissie? Do you want to be free and see me behind bars – or do you want to see the doctor arrested instead and-«

»Mph!«

Melissa raised her chin, demanding her gag to be removed. Kazeem slowly came to his feet and began to undo the belt tied between the girl`s lips. As he pulled the sodden knickers from her mouth, she panted, but before she could say something, Kazeem kissed her. Melissa made chuckling noises, but after some time, she kissed him back. Kazeem untied her wrists and even though the girl was free now, she made no attempts to fight him or to run away. He withdrew from her mouth and whispered:

»May I consider this as an agreement to at least listen to my request?«

»Speak!«, Melissa breathed and demanded another kiss before Kazeem could tell her about his plan. A plan that would perhaps make it impossible for him to ever get Linda back, but that would at least save her life and that of Melanie and the other girls.

»You must go to the British Military Command and tell them about the hideout of these criminals. There are at least a dozen armed men and they are planning something bigger than just kidnapping some girls. Maybe, it`s even a planned revolution. Tell them that – for if I go to the British, I might not leave the building except for my last walk to the gallows.«

Melissa panted. Kazeem reached around the girl kneeling opposite to him and padded her buttocks, causing her to whimper as he touched her sore flesh. But also, he could see the growing arousal in her eyes.

»If I refuse to help you – will you hurt me?«, she croaked. Kazeem smiled:

»Maybe – but maybe, I should hurt you if you help me?«

He hit her buttock harder, but still playfully, and with a squeal, Melissa reared up. Then, she kissed him, hungrily. When she withdrew, she said:

»Well, the mustache really has to come off!«

***

The four men dragged Melanie to the bigger of their boats. It had no load and so, they just put her on the planks, leaning over the naked girl with greed in their eyes.

»Later, we play who is first!«, one of them said in broken English. Melanie was turning his head away from him, since her hair was still tied to her big toes, but obviously, he thought she was doing so on purpose. He grabbed her scalp and forced Melanie to look at him, enjoying the painful expression as this tore on her hair and her toes.

»Me good player, so I first! You like?«

The others laughed as he moved Melanie´s head up and down, forcing her to nod to his question. The girl, however, noted that now, the twine around her hair had become loose. She listened to the men who now spoke Arabic. Obviously, the Falcon had ordered them to come back and leave only one back to keep an eye on her. They drew sticks and Melanie saw that the one who had spoken to her had won.

»I told you I good player!«, he grinned and bent over her, groping her exposed breasts and kneading them not too gentle.

***

Inside the barn, the Falcon had taken Dr. Bernard aside and asked him about his progress in turning the girls into perfect toys for their assassination plan. The doctor grinned and said:

»Well, as you could just see, they all know now that we can force them not only to do the most intimate and embarrassing things, but we can also force them to enjoy it. Soon, they will accept that we can force them to do anything and then-«

»How soon?«, the Falcon asked and Dr. Bernard wondered about the man`s slight impatience. Time had never been a problem since Consul General Baring had been on his post for more than 20 years and obviously intended to stay until he died from old age.

»Well, I think that within a month or so – maybe even sooner-«

The Falcon shook his head and Dr. Bernard became a bit nervous. He knew that they would have to wait some weeks anyway, until the dust had settled after his disappearance and him stealing an ambulance van. The Falcon now took a small piece of paper from his pocket.

»We don`t have a month, Dr. Bernard! We have three days!«

The doctor gazed upon him and the Falcon explained to him what his informant at the Government had told him: some months ago, the Consul General had given orders to punish a village severely in which during a skirmish a British officer had been killed. Actually, the punishment had been so harsh, including public whippings of honorable people, that there had been widespread protest among the Egyptians.

»Unfortunately, they did not just run around, throwing stones and shouting at the soldiers. The urban Nationalists have picked up the case and started a campaign in support of those incarcerated. Those who have been executed or whipped are considered martyrs! For the first time, we can now speak of an Egyptian Nationalist movement!«

Dr. Bernard grinned wryly.

»But – isn`t that good? I mean, if they want to get rid of the Consul General, just like us, then-«

»For an educated man, you are amazingly stupid!«, the Falcon answered. Then, he explained the problem to him:

»The urban Nationalists are different from the peasants! They are modern people who appreciate the techniques and modernizations the British have brought. They want a modern Egypt under an Egyptian ruler – they are not waiting for someone like the Mahdi!«

Dr. Bernard gulped. Like his infamous predecessor, the Mahdi presented himself as a savior figure, something like a Muslim Messiah. And sure, such a person could not be imagined as someone dealing with automobiles, telephones or maxim guns. However, the Falcon had more bad news:

»If we could act now, we still would have a chance, albeit a weak one! But in three days, there will be a press conference. Still, some of the British journalists say that Baring went too far, too!  And if this rumor reaches England, he will be replaced! Oh, of course, they will give him an order or a title for his long and successful work, but the Empire will sacrifice Baring to save Egypt!«

Growing pale, the doctor understood. Whoever would replace Baring, he would not be such a hatred figure like Baring who had been a symbol of Egypt`s oppression since 1883. Killing his successor would not cause widespread chaos, but just be considered a minor problem.

»So – what does the Mahdi say?«

»I haven`t told him yet«, the Falcon answered, »Even my bravery has its limits. But if you can`t promise me that one of the girls can do the killing within the next 48 hours, our plan has failed and we can just see how we can get out of this with a black eye.«

Dr. Bernard nodded. In his case, the »black eye« meant that he would be on the run, having lost both his reputation and his job. Perhaps, he would end up as some kind of snake oil salesman, selling his aphrodisiac on the bazars.

»So, what about the girls?«, he asked with a hoarse voice. He knew the answer before the Falcon drew his knife.

»Well, at least they all had one last orgasm to cheer them up for their last journey!«, he said with a hysteric giggle.

Then, he heard the shot.

***

Helplessly bound and gagged, Melanie had to endure that the man not only groped her boobs, but also tried to force his fingers inside her. He was rough, but not in the way she would have appreciated. But all she could do was to bite down on the knickers and socks filling her mouth, causing some vile tasting saliva run down her throat. Melanie had tried her bonds, but they were just too tight and with her fingers tied, she could not pick on any of the knots. She had resisted the urge to whimper so far, but when the man spit into his hand before he pushed it back between her thighs, she turned her head away.

And so, looking through the gap between the railing and his armpit, she saw the approaching boats.

They were still some 200 yards away, but the men on the oars were pulling hard to get closer. Melanie could hear no sound and she understood that the oars had been wrapped with rags to oppress the noises.

Melanie was alert. These men looked like soldiers – British soldiers! But if the man saw them, he could alarm his men and then, there would be a bloody shootout. As on keyword, the criminal now turned his head.

The girl knew she had only one try. The man was kneeling on the stick spreading her legs with one knee. And so, Melanie tightened her thigh muscles and forced her folded legs upwards with all her strength.

The bamboo stick broke and Melanie`s knees landed at the man`s hip, causing him to stagger. Melanie pushed against him and, with a sound of surprise, he fell overboard and landed in the water.

Quickly, Melanie used the little freedom of movement she had now to raise her upper body. She could hear the man splash and splutter and then, he cursed, but then, she also could see that now, the boats were close enough to open fire if he tried anything. Melanie looked down on herself and smiled under her massive gag: sometimes, the taste of victory was that of sweat and other juices.

***

Linda could hardly see what was going on, as she heard shots from outside and little later, the men were running from the barn, shouting. A few more shots followed and then, there was silence.

She screamed through her gag and squirmed, feeling and hearing that Sarah was doing the same. Caitlyn was screaming, too and Emily just tried to prepare to be found naked, bound and gagged once again. Then, the barn`s door opened.

»Holy shit!«

A young officer stared at the four naked girls, all tied up in quire embarrassing positions: a redhead was standing opposite to him, hanging from a rope fixing her arms to the ceiling and her big boobs were pointing at him. Between her legs, another woman was kneeling, also naked and her face buried in the redhead`s lap. Beside these two, a blonde was kneeling with another girl pressing her lap against her butt from behind, as if they were sodomizing each other.

»Phew, that smells better than in the ›Moulin Rouge‹!«, one of the men that had entered beside the Lieutenant uttered, overwhelmed by the sight of so much naked female flesh. The officer did not reprimand him, but now, he was at least able to give orders to free the girls.

His superior had not believed the girl that had arrived at the main garrison some two hours earlier. The brunette who had pretended to be a nurse at the Royal Hospital had told them a hair-raising story about kidnappers and assassins, hiding at a remote area South of Cairo. The Major had thought that the nervous girl had lost her marbles, but then, another man who was working for the Military Intelligence had asked some questions and then, he had given orders to take the report serious.

So, they had launched a two-sided attack, one group approaching to the main gate and another from the river. And it had worked out excellent: Thanks to the quick reaction of another female captive, they had been able to overpower the post at the criminals` boats and to take the landing side without a shot. When the men on the other side had opened fire, the criminals had run for their boats – only to face some dozen of armed men. In the following shooting, six of the thugs and two of the soldiers had been wounded, but all had been over after a few minutes. Two or three of the criminals had managed to climb the fence and run away, but all others were now taken prisoner.

The man who had been ordered to free Melanie had been a young soldier who had been a bit overwhelmed with having to handle a naked woman. In addition, he had issues in using his knife on the tightly applied ropes. It took him ages to free Melanie from all the ropes and she cursed into the knickers and socks stuffing her mouth: not only had the boy not touched her gag yet, but he had also not dared to pluck the clothespins from her sore nipples.

»Mph!«

Once her arms were free, Melanie bit down the pain when her blood began to circulate again and reached for the knife. Quickly, she cut the ropes binding her legs and stretched them with a sigh of relief. Then, she plucked the clothespins from her nipples and handed them to the man who looked at her with fascination.

»A-are you a-allright, Miss?«, he croaked.

»Mph!«, the still gagged Melanie answered. Then, she quickly threw herself over the railing.

She dived as long as she could before she had to breathe. The man was shouting after her, but Melanie went below the surface again and continued to swim. She was still gagged and naked, but now, she was free and still had the knife and so, she decided to take things in her own hands again.

***

Four days later, Linda was surprised when two hotel servants brought a huge basket with food and even some Champaign to their suite. After they had freed her and the other three girls, the soldiers had taken them with them to an Army hospital where luckily some nurses had taken care of them, finding out that none of them was physically harmed. Later, when they had all been given nightgowns and bathrobes, a Major had visited them and told them that they would do anything possible to avoid their further embarrassment. Emily had protested, but the others had persuaded her to at least wait a few days – days they would spend at a suite at the Grand Hotel, guarded by to soldiers, until the process against the criminals was over and all were behind bars.

They were receiving daily newspapers, but they were dominated by articles about the obvious harshness and incompetence of the Consul General. All they knew was that the Falcon and Ibrahim had managed to run away and that the others were facing some years of hard labor – except for Dr. Bernard who would just be expelled from the country as an unwanted foreigner.

»They should have killed them all, not just send them to prison for a few years, after all they have done to us!«, Emily had fumed. It had been the closest the four girls had been to talk about their ordeal. Still, shame and embarrassment prevented them from speaking about it and so, they had spent the time in the hotel just with small talk and relaxing.

»It`s a present from the Major!«, Linda said, pointing at the basket. The guards had been surprised, too, but the Arab who had delivered the food and Champaign had seemed more than harmless: a beardless guy who had bowed a dozen times and called the ordinary soldiers »Effendis«.

Neither of the men had noticed that the boy had his face tanned with makeup or that he had been not even a boy actually, but a woman of 24. Also, none of the men had noticed that this woman was now sitting in a hideout inside the hotel, not too far away from the suite of the girls.

Melanie doubted that they would recognize the slightly strange taste of the Champaign until it would be too late.

***

Melissa Arlen looked up to Kazeem, her eyes looking bigger from the gag tied over her mouth. She slightly squirmed in the silk scarves tying her to the posts of her bed, as Kazeem approached, the razor blade in his hand. He smiled down at the naked girl and asked:

»Now, are you pleased now, Lissie?«

She looked at his face that was still a bit damp. As she had demanded, he had removed his mustache and though he looked different now, she like what she saw and nodded slightly. Kazeem sat on the bed and let the razor brush over her belly. Melissa shivered: though she was sure he wouldn`t hurt her, there was still that little remnant of fear that felt exiting and arousing.

After she had gone to the soldiers as demanded by Kazeem, Melissa had returned to her room, only to find him still there. He had been holding some scarves in his hand and asked her:

»If I stay here for the night – will you scream?«

»Well, that depends on what you will do to me«, she had breathed, already fumbling on the buttons of her blouse. And it had turned out that it had been good Kazeem had bound and gagged her, since otherwise the nurses in the adjacent chambers would have wondered who was with Melissa, since the doctor was now behind bars.

Kazeem had taken care that Melissa didn`t miss the doctor for long and then, he had shaved his mustache. Now, still brushing over her belly with the razor, he let his other hand slide over her inner thighs.

»Now, you need no longer complain about my scratchy stubbles.«

The memory how he had kissed and licked her right there where he now touched her with tender fingers made Melissa sigh through her gag and Kazeem now brushed through her pubic hair. Taking a few hairs between two fingers, he pulled slightly on it and raised the hand holding the razor:

»Now, I think it is time that I take care of some more superfluous hair! Will you be a good girl, Lissie?«

The girl shook her head and he could now smell a slight specific fragrance from between her legs. Kazeem looked at her with feigned strictness:

»Well, I am afraid I will have to teach you how to be a good girl – once again!«

Melissa sighed with anticipation as he put away the razor and reached for the fly swatter. He untied her ankles from the bed and bent her legs so he could tie her feet close to her wrists. Melissa looked at him through her thighs as he padded her buttocks and let the fly swatter swish through the air. Her nipples had grown hard again and she was awaiting her »punishment«.

Kazeem had not forgotten about Linda, but with Melissa, he had found something he had missed for a long time: peace. So, he had said to himself that he could allow himself a break in his search for some time. At least for one or two days.

He looked between the girl`s splayed legs and saw a wet glistering. With the fly swatter, he brushed over her pubic mound before he playfully slapped her still sore butt. Melissa groaned and arched her back and Kazeem felt that her punishment would not last long before he would have to pause and lay his hands on her in another way.

»Maybe, it will be some two or three days before I look for Linda again!«, he thought and raised the fly swatter.

***

Linda had been in a somehow vague, but nevertheless beautiful dream in which she had felt covered and warm. Someone had caressed her hair and she had felt her neck kissed. Then, as sleep had left her more and more, she had felt it had been true.

There had been hands running through her long golden hair and lips on her throat, but when Linda had tried to move, she had found out that she couldn`t.

»Mhhmmm?«

»Oh, you are awake, Dear!«

Before Linda`s blinking eyes, Melanie`s face had appeared. The raven-haired woman had smiled and placed a kiss on the top of Linda`s nose.

»Mmhhmmmph! Uuhhmmmm!«

More and more, Linda grew awake and realized that she was once again bound and gagged. She was sitting in the top of a triangular room that had been upholstered with cushions. Her arms were stretched to her sides and leashed to the walls by leather cuffs that held them at the wrists, above and below the elbows and at her shoulders. Further below, her legs had been tied similarly, holding them spread and being fixed at the ankles, above and below her knees and at the thighs. Linda tried to move and found out that the belts had been applied tightly enough to hold her, although not painfully tight.

»I think that now you are awake, I should tighten each belt a bit!«, Melanie purred. despite Linda`s muffled protests, she meticulously pulled each strap one notch tighter. Still, it was not cutting off her circulation, but Linda now felt even more helpless than before.

»Mmhhmmm! Nnnnnggg!«

»Sorry, Dear, but I am afraid the gag will have to stay a little longer! At least as long as we are in the harbor!«

Now, Linda realized that the triangular room was the bow cabin of a small yacht. She pulled on her bonds. How did she get here? The last thing she remembered was drinking Champaign with Emily, Caitlyn and Sarah.

»The girls!«, Linda thought with fear. Where were they?

As if she had read her thoughts, Melanie said:

»Don`t mind your friends, they are quite well. Or at least, they will be when your guards will discover them in the morning. Currently, they might feel a little uncomfortable, for I made sure that for freeing them, the guards will be rewarded by seeing them as God made them. Perhaps, the soldiers won`t be able to resist – well, who could damn them?«

The last words, she had breathed and when she cupped Linda`s boobs with her hands, the blonde recognized that she was stark naked, too. Melanie was wearing a shirt and trousers, as usual.

»Who could damn these brave men, if they will stumble into the hotel room and find these three girls, naked and helpless, unable to prevent them from doing anything they want?«

Melanie continued to caress Linda`s naked forms and she shivered under her touch. She also made whimpering noises through her gag that tasted vile. It took Linda only a few seconds to realize she had been gagged with a pair of knickers that had been well worn before – and by at least one woman who had been aroused. The gag was secured by several scarves tied tightly between her lips and over her mouth, muffling her effectively.

Melanie once again brought her face close before Linda`s and smiled:

»I have been kidding, Dear! Sure, the soldiers will be chivalrous and take no advantages! I might just have anticipated your fate, for you are in my clutches now!«

»Mmhhhmmmm!«

»After I have escaped from the criminals, it had been a bit difficult to hide and to get some clothes again. But now, I have so much to put on I could even borrow you the socks and knickers they used to gag me with!«

Linda groaned, remembering how the Falcon had dabbed each of their moist middles with the undergarment before wrapping it around Melanie´s socks and gagging her with it. Now, she was having the evil gag in her mouth and she had to fight down the urge to scream or to swallow.

»Luckily, I even could get that boat and some money before I started to search for you. It took me almost two days, but then, I found you and the others. So, you really haven`t discovered it was me who brought you the fruit and Champaign?«

Linda looked at her with widened eyes, but Melanie just placed a kiss on her gagged mouth.

»Well, I am sure that you haven`t really forgotten me, after all we went through. So, I think you just played the game, waiting for me to get you out of that boring hotel and to an exciting boat trip up the Nile!«

»Mmhhrrrmmm!«

Melanie now rose and slowly took off her clothes. The boat swayed slowly and in the light of the only lantern, the strip show had something surreal. Once she was stark naked, Melanie kneeled between Linda`s thighs and snuggled up against her, embedding her chin on Linda`s breasts.

»Tomorrow, we will start early and so, when the day is over, we will be somewhere where we are all alone and undisturbed. By the way, when I was in your hotel room, just after I had all of you nicely trussed up and gagged and before I left with you, I had a look at your papers.«

»Mmhhmm?«

»Yeah, your travel documents, Dear. Maybe, you have forgotten in all that trouble, but the day after tomorrow`s your birthday. And I have a special gift for you!«

She moved her head and kissed one of Linda`s nipples.

»Or let`s say, I have a gift for you for every one of your 31 years! Believe me, you will never forget that birthday, Sweet Linda!«

The End