It`s a long Way 3

Tabea`s Italian was good enough to hear the men repeatedly mention »le scale del diavolo« – the devil`s scale. She shuddered, for there were some cruel things that could be done to a bound and gagged girl just by using weights.

They were not brought to their original place in the load, but made to stand right in the middle, where the room was a few inches higher than Janika who measured six feet even without shoes. Tabea guessed that the blonde had done quite some sports in her previous life; she wasn`t muscular, but it seemed she could be a match even for these four men, hadn’t she been bound and gagged.

Indeed, only one man kept Tabea by her arm whilst the three others took care of Janika. A thick, rough rope was slung around her neck from the front and knotted between her breasts. Then, the ends were threaded through her armpits, worked through the noose at her nape and then knotted off at the ceiling. Janika moaned and shifted slightly, but the arrangement just kept her from sitting down, but did not block her breathing.

»So, the devil`s scale does at least not mean they want us kept dangling from a string for the whole night!«, Tabea thought. At least, she hoped so when she was made to stand opposite to Janika, maybe some two yards away from the blonde. When she was secured to the ceiling in an identical way, she felt the rope chafe the lower sides of her boobs, but it would not hurt until she would try to hang from the ropes with all her weight.

»Of course, sooner or later, I might not be able to stand any longer.«

Still, this torture didn`t seem too mean, but now, two of the men brought a long stick. It was some two yards long and some six inches thick and suddenly, Tabea had to think of the seesaws that could be seen on almost every playground: on each side, there was some kind of seat or saddle.

The stick also had an eyelet in the middle and it was now hung between the two girls. Tabea noticed that one of the men held the ropes, but didn`t tie them off. Then, she realized that two others had stepped behind her and Janika.

»Mph!«

»Uuuhmm!«

Without a warning, the men grabbed the respective girl`s foot chain and raised it upwards. Now, they hung from their ropes that pressed against their breasts and tore on their shoulders. Tabea squirmed when she suddenly felt that the end of the stick had been pushed between her legs.

»Mmhhmm! Nnnnggg!«

The man let her feet go and Tabea staggered whilst trying to cope with the saddle under her butt. Now, she realized it was different from usual seats such seesaws had: it was almost shaped like a »U«, with long horns that would make it impossible to dismount as long as her legs were bound. It also had another eyelet on its end to which her handcuffs were now padlocked – and another addition she now felt: a round thorn that pointed upwards and was formed like a-

»A dildo!«, Tabea thought as she felt the thorn`s head push against her labia. She moaned and squirmed and could see Janika do the same. Despite the blonde`s struggles, she had been placed on the other seat and been fixed to it, too. Now, one of the men brought a clay bottle and carefully lubed the two thorns. From the smell, Tabea guessed it was ordinary olive oil. However, the purpose of this was clear as now, the stick was slowly pulled upwards.

The helpless girls had two choices: either let the wooden dildos slide inside them or to stretch their legs and get to the tips of their toes. Both chose the latter and when they were balancing on tiptoes, the men knotted the stick off.

Now, two men sided each girl and then, each began to knead and fondle one breast, enjoying the helpless rage of their victims. They did so for a few minutes and then, they left them alone, leaving an oil lamp hanging from a hook.

»Mph!«

»Mhhrrrmmmm!«

The two captives squirmed and tried to get the stick from between their legs, but to no avail. They could stagger in a circle, but were unable to get from the seats. As they tried, Tabea felt the phallus repeatedly push against the soft flesh between her legs. Finally, the two girls stopped, panting and covered with sweat. Tabea looked at Janika and blinked:

»D-I-D-S-A-N-D-O-R-S-E-N-D-Y-O-U?«

Janika hesitated for a few seconds, but then, she nodded. Of course, Tabea had hundreds of questions, but even Morse coding that simple sentence had been strenuous. Her toes already ached from the inconvenient position. Carefully, she lowered her butt a bit. She felt the wooden knob press against her labia and at the same moment, she heard Janika mew with alarm.

Now, Tabea understood why this device was called the devil`s scale: If she lowered her body, she would put weight to her side of the stick and thus not only impale herself, but also Janika. She groaned and bit down on the wad in her mouth as she forced herself to stretch her legs again. Apologetically, she looked at Janika.

»M-Y-F-E-E-T-H-U-R-T!«

»Mhm!«

Again, Janika nodded, as if to signal Tabea that she was suffering from the same problems. The blonde seemed strong and sportive, even in comparison to her, but on the other hand, she had spent some time, maybe days, trussed up like a turkey, gagged and hooded. For a while, the two girls stood motionless and silent, except for some panting and an occasional aching. Then, Tabea saw that Janika was blinking another message with her eyes:

»O-N-T-H-R-E-E?«

»Mhm?«

Tabea frowned, but Janika just looked at her, then down between her legs, blushing slightly. Tabea understood: the blonde suggested that they should both count to three and then sit down, accepting the consequences.

Tabea`s first reaction was to shake her head, but as the minutes slowly passed, the agony in her toes made her think twice.

»How bad will it be? Of course, it will be embarrassing, but what is worse?«

She could not see the dildo whose presence she felt by the permanent touch between her legs, but she could feel it was round and smooth. It would not be worse than a vibrator and in addition, the oil would allow it to slide into her without hurting. It would not hurt. Hurt! Hurt!

The pain in her lower legs became agonizing and with a groan, she looked at Janika and nodded. The blonde blushed even deeper, but then, she blinked:

»O-N-E! T-W-O!«

Without waiting for the third number, Janika let herself sink down. Tabea squealed with surprise as the intruder came earlier than expected, but then, she sank on her seat, too. The wooden phallus was big, filling her completely, but as she had hoped, it didn`t hurt. It just was moving slightly and Tabea took some seconds to understand the reason for that:

Still, the two girls were more standing then sitting and so, the stick slightly moved whenever one of them shifted her position a little. And of course, this made the dildos move, too. Since they were not moving around much, it wasn`t more than irritating, but to Tabea, it felt embarrassing to be impaled like that whilst another woman, who was in the same state, was watching.

She now felt the rope under her breasts put slightly more pressure on her, as the rope tying her to the ceiling had tightened a bit. She knew that still, sitting down wasn`t an option; they just could half dangle from these ropes, half sit on their inconvenient saddles. Tabea carefully lowered her legs. Janika mmphed, since this pushed her side of the seesaw upwards and it also made Tabea feel her own dildo even more. So, she rose a bit since they were both standing again. When doing so, she realized that the wooden phallus was not as smooth as she had thought. Its surface was somehow rippled and she shivered as it rubbed over her sensitive flesh.

»Whoever carved this, knew what he was doing«, she thought involuntarily. The wooden intruder wasn`t too long; even if she would have risen her legs and pressed on it with all her weight, it would not have hurt, though it was long enough she felt filled. But it was thick enough she felt it rub even on the slightest moves. In addition, it was curved a bit.

Tabea`s thoughts went back to when she had been tied up in the dungeon of Smederevo, where Hakan, Ibrahim Pasha`s henchman, had put his hands on her. Actually, he had raped her whilst she had been under the influence of some aphrodisiac, but at the same time, she had climaxed as she had never done before.

Hakan had pushed two fingers of his big warrior`s hand deep inside her and when he had pulled them back, he had squirmed them, as if he wanted to lure the orgasm from within her body. Successfully.

»Uuuhhmmm!«

Without noticing it, Tabea had arched back slightly, causing the dildo press harder on the parts inside her vagina that shuddered from just remembering that touches. Of course, this made her side of the seesaw sink down a bit and Janika moaned, but not too loud. Then, the blonde reacted by leaning back, too, causing Tabea to get upwards again.

»We must stop this!«, Tabea thought, but the slight bobbing had sent such blissful shivers through her loins that she allowed herself to bounce up and down just one more time. Again, she felt the rippled surface of the dildo rub over her now hot and swollen flesh and she continued swaying and bobbing. Janika did not protest and instead, both girls now tried to get adjusted to each other`s rhythm.

Since gravity and leverage were working together, the two girls could enjoy a massage none of them had experienced before. The movement of the stick and the squirming and bobbing of the two bound women caused the wooden phalluses to move whilst they were, by their nature, at the same time stiff and hard. In addition, there was still the momentum of surprise how the other moved and so, this was much better than if any of them had just used a vibrator on herself.

Tabea panted and moaned as waves of pleasure ran through her loins. Each wave was followed by the next long before it had ebbed away and so, a tsunami was building inside her. A tsunami that branded against the dams of modesty and self-control and then, finally, washed over it.

»Mph! Mph! Uuuhmmm! Mhhhrrrmmmmm! Uuuhhmmmmmm!«

The girl literally exploded and spasmed for more than a minute as she reached the peak. A totally helpless victim of her sheer lust, Tabea hung from the ropes and pumped against her seat with her convulsing womb until she ended up with a long groan and collapsed in her bonds.

With the fire still glooming between her legs, she swayed slightly and slowly regained her consciousness. For the second time within a few hours, Tabea now had been brought to orgasm and though on both occasions it had been against her will, she had definitely enjoyed it. Then, however, she remembered Janika and felt her cheeks burn with shame. Slowly, Tabea raised her head and blinked at the blonde.

First, she could see her belly, glistering from sweat. Then, her eyes wandered over Janika`s ample breasts, heaving from her heavy breathing and her nipples pointing at Tabea, hard and erect. There was a pink rash on her cheeks and also her throat and her hair was disheveled. Her blue eyes now met Tabea`s brown ones and the Black blinked apologetically:

»S-O-R-R-Y!«

Janika seemed to blush a little more, but then, she answered:

»W-H-A-T-F-O-R?«

Tabea frowned, but then, suddenly, relief and the loss of tension caused her to giggle through her gag. She would have loved to hug Janika, but bound as they were, they could just laugh off the situation. Staggering, they looked at each other and suddenly, Janika let out a fluttering breath. Then, she began to bob again.

»Nnngg!«

Tabea shook her head, more from exhaustion than from protest, but Janika continued moving and when she joined in, Tabea felt that she wasn`t that exhausted, too.

So, both girls enjoyed a second course before finally, they feared they would faint. They hardly noticed when the men, who obviously had watched them all the time, took them down from the seesaw. Like in a semi-delirium, Tabea felt that she was assisted in crouching and with a sigh of relief, she peed. Then, she was put back to the room where they had been stowed the night before and was chained to the wall by her neck, though in a way that allowed her to lie down. Tabea fell asleep before the men had even left the room, too exhausted to even dream.

***

In fact, Tabea did not wake up until the pirates unchained her from the wall and brought her back on deck the next morning. Still drowsy, she staggered up the stairs, blinking at the already bright sun. She was made to sit on the planks and her wrists were uncuffed, only to be brought back to her front, with the chain threaded through that of her ankle ties. Tabea adjusted her position, trying to find a compromise between modesty and convenience, and saw that Janika was sitting next to her, tied the same way. The look in her eyes seemed to express Tabea`s feelings as well:

It wasn`t so much the physical exhaustion or the humiliation of what had been done to them – they still felt somehow relaxed from their two (or, in Tabea`s case, even three) climaxes. And this feeling wasn`t unpleasant, though, at the same time, it was like they had been defeated.

»Fucked into submission!«, Tabea thought with a mixture of bitterness and reluctant recognition. It seemed that Janika had lost some of her fighting spirit, too; perhaps, she was just groggy from the time she had spent bound, gagged and hooded in the load.

Tabea looked for Jelena, but neither her nor Hatice were somewhere around. Then, two bowls were placed in front of her and one of the men removed her gag.

At least, her porridge or whatever it was tasted okay and she had been given a spoon, but it was quite inconvenient to eat the way she was tied up. In the other bowl, there was water she greedily drank. Tabea noticed that Janika was kept gagged, though there had been bowls placed in front of her, too. Obviously, they did not want to keep them both ungagged at the same time. Tabea was wondering why they were gagged anyway: as far as she could see, they were far off the coast and there were no other ships around.

When she had finished eating, Tabea was indeed gagged again; this time, they just used a cloth with a large knot in it. The knot was pushed between her jaws and the ends were tightly knotted off at her nape. It was almost convenient, compared to her previous gag.

In enforced silence, Tabea waited until Janika had eaten and had been gagged like her. Then, they were tied with their hands behind their backs and allowed to raise their upper bodies, though they were forced to remain kneeling. After some moments, they heard some rustling and approaching steps.

It was Hatice, now dressed in a light silk robe. To Tabea`s surprise, she was not restrained except for a pair of ankle cuffs, though these looked more filigree than those of her and Janika. In one hand, Hatice loosely held a chain. This ended in an iron ring that had been closed around the neck of Jelena who was following her.

Tabea mmphed when she saw her friend. Jelena seemed unharmed, at least physically. She now sported a fine silver chain around her waist through which a silk scarf had been pulled, covering her pubic area and dangling between her legs. Otherwise, the girl still was naked. Her feet were still cuffed, as were her hands, though they were tied in front of her now. Jelena also had a knotted cloth tied between her lips, but she nodded towards Tabea before a pull on her neck made her take care of Hatice`s needs.

To Tabea`s mild surprise, Hatice now waited until Jelena had placed a pillow for her. Then, she sat down and, after another tug on her leash, Jelena knelt beside her. Hatice padded her head as if Jelena was a good pet and Tabea could not help shuddering slightly. She tried to Morse code to Jelena, but now, the Captain spoke to them:

»It seems you all have adjusted to your new lives now, be it slave, Lady`s maid or«, he paused and looked at Hatice who only showed vague interest; obviously, she had spoken to the Captain previously, »future wife of a very important man!«

Tabea frowned. If Hatice really was the wife of Ibrahim Pasha, she already had an important husband. And if not, this still was somehow weird. However, it seemed that Hatice had agreed to her fate, since she did not stir and obviously hadn`t been drugged either. The Captain now turned his attention towards Tabea and Janika:

»It even seems that perhaps, you will not be separated in the near future! After all my men told me, you two got quite acquainted during the night!«

Tabea felt her cheek become hot and in the corner of her eye, she saw Janika blush, too.

»This night, we will reach our destination. And maybe, Hatice`s future husband will decide his wife will need a bigger entourage. Or maybe«, now, his smile became sardonically, »he will decide that his men shall also have some fun during the wedding night!«

This caused Tabea to groan, but obviously, this was definitely more than Janika could tolerate. She brought herself to her feet, shook her head vigorously and screamed through her gag.

»On your knees, slave!«, the Captain shouted. Janika glanced at him and now, two men jumped towards her.

In a swift move, Tabea swung her legs and sent one of these to the planks. Then, she rolled over her shoulder and managed to stand, too, ready to show that she hadn`t given in yet, too.

She and Janika stood back to back and awaited the pirates` attack. Since they were both bound hand and foot, it was clear what would happen, but at least, they wanted to inflict as much damage as possible before they were defeated.

Several men encircled them, keeping some distance between them and the two girls. None of them had a weapon, but they seemed reluctant about if or how they should attack. Then, two of them suddenly jumped away, building a gap.

Too late, Tabea and Janika realized the two other men who had hidden behind these two. The net swished through the air and a second later, they were trapped.

»Are you sure you are enough men?«, Tabea thought as now, they threw themselves upon them, wrapping them snug into the net and tying a rope around them. Then, the men dragged them towards the railing and threw them overboard.

»Uuhmm-«

Her muffled cry was cut short when the water closed above her head. Tabea struggled and squirmed, trying to fight herself back to the surface. It took her some time to realize that she wasn`t drowning: the net was still kept by the ropes and so, her head was above water, though she had swallowed some sea water and was coughing. Beside her, Janika was fuming through her gag.

Their ordeal lasted for quite some time. Since the ship was still sailing, waves repeatedly washed over their heads and from time to time, the men loosened the ropes and let them get below the surface until they nearly drowned. Only when both girls were almost at the point of choking, they were pulled back on deck.

Coughing and sputtering, Tabea tried to get her lungs free, but they were given no relief. Holding their arms and legs tightly, the men freed them from the net and then forced them to the planks. Then, the gags were removed from their mouths, but before any of them could utter a sound, another gush of water was poured over their heads.

Tabea shook her head and only when she licked her lips, she tasted that this last shower had been sweet water. She blinked and then, she saw that the Captain was standing in front of them. To his feet, Jelena was cowering. She had her forehead pressed to his boot and now, the Captain raised his hand and the men fell silent.

»Obviously, your friend is pleading for you! And in addition, Hatice has got something to say, too!«

The mentioned stood beside the two and when she spoke, her voice sounded hoarse, but steady:

»Captain, I am sure they have learned their lesson. And besides, maybe, my future husband will decide to buy them and give them to me.«

»What the hell is going on here?«, Tabea thought. She could understand why Jelena was pleading for them, even in such a humiliating way. But what had Hatice to do with that all?

The Captain scratched his chin and obviously was thinking of something perfidious, for he smiled when he started to speak again:

»So, what do you say, slaves? Have you learned your lesson?«

He had spoken to Tabea and now, the men let her go. Quickly, she considered what to do. Her pride demanded that she spat to the man`s feet and told him what she thought about his lessons. But what would be the consequences? Another enforced bath in the sea, getting whipped or even raped by the men?

Reluctantly, Tabea came to her feet, her head lowered. Then, she dropped a curtsey and remained in that position whilst she croaked:

»Yes, Master!«

»And how about you, Blondie?«, the Captain now asked Janika.

In the corner of her eye, Tabea watched as Janika came to her feet, too. However, instead of bowing, she straightened, looked directly into the Captain`s eyes and hissed:

»Fuck off, you bastard!«

Again, the Captain scratched his chin. Tabea could see that he obviously loved Janika`s reaction, for it gave him reason to do something mean. She looked at Jelena who slightly shook her head, as if to tell her to keep down, but suddenly, Tabea had enough of obeying the orders of this criminal. Though Jelena now protested more vocally, she slowly rose and stepped beside Janika.

»What do you want, slave?«, the Captain asked lurking. Tabea looked back at him and said:

»I have changed my mind – you bastard!«

The men now murmured and the Captain stepped back one step, as if Tabea had attacked him. She remained silent, but she knew that now, she would suffer the same fate he had planned for Janika, or even worse.

Suddenly, a rustle could be heard, followed by a curse. Jelena had slipped the chain from Hatice`s hand and now stepped beside Tabea. She could not insult the Captain, but she looked at him with angry eyes, though Tabea could see that she was trembling slightly.

»Come back, Nelly!«, Hatice ordered. She even rose and wanted to get to the three girls, but the Captain raised his hand to stop her. However, it seemed that Hatice now remembered she was of Royal blood.

»Nelly`s my maid and if it comes to punishing her, I will do it!«

Tabea not only noticed that Hatice used Jelena`s pet name, but it also seemed that though Hatice sounded angry, she did not intend to do some severe punishment to her maid. The Captain turned towards Hatice and said:

»You should remember that this is my ship – Hatice Sultan!«

He used her title mockingly, but Hatice just raised one of her perfectly plucked eyebrows.

»Your ship – or rather the ship of your Master – who happens to be my future husband!«

Again, the men murmured. Some obviously seemed amused by how this little woman scolded their Captain, but others seemed eager to get the order to throw themselves on all three – or four? – girls. The Captain seemed concerned: obviously, Hatice was right, but on the other hand, he did not want to seem weak in front of his crew.

Hatice seemed to have considered that, too, for she now became more conciliatory. With a smile, she said:

»Maybe, these dumb slaves are a bit confused, since they don`t know whether they will be your, mine or someone else`s property soon. So, how about you punishing these two«, she pointed at Janika and Tabea, »whilst I take care of my maid. Teach them a lesson, but, please, remember, that that my future husband may decide to buy them for me and so, they should be able to serve me.«

The Captain wasn`t a fool and so, he quickly understood that Hatice had just offered him an escape from the dilemma. However, Hatice wasn`t finished. She stepped closer to Jelena and took the end of her neck chain. Jelena stiffened and shook her head, unwillingly to leave Tabea. With a cold smile, Hatice handed the leash to the Captain.

»On second thought, maybe, Nelly needs a little lesson, too. Please, don`t damage her permanently!«

Having said so, Hatice left whilst the Captain looked sheepishly before a malicious grin appeared on his face.

»You heard your Mistress! She wants you undamaged, but docile!«

He shouted some commands in an Italian dialect Tabea could not understand. Four of his men now grabbed Janika`s arms and legs and they tied her to one of the grids that covered the entrance to the load. Tabea could see that they used silk scarves as upholstery before tying her with strong ropes. When they were finished, Janika was lying face down, with her arms and legs spread. The blonde panted heavily, but forced herself to remain calm. One of the men forced her head back whilst another shoved a large leather plug into her mouth. This was attached to a broad leather band that was tied off at her nape, so tight that it formed after the lines of Janika`s lips. Tabea guessed that the leather was wet and would shrink when it dried, adding more pressure to the gag.

However, she was concerned by the dismayed look on Jelena`s face. Obviously, she had expected Hatice to be more loyal. However, before she could say something, the men came for Jelena. Tabea wanted to protest, but now, another plug gag was forced into her mouth. The ball was so large it nearly touched the back of her throat and she groaned as it was tied off at the back of her neck. As she had feared, the leather was wet.

She was then forced to stagger over to the grid and saw that now, Jelena and Janika had been arranged in a humiliating position. The blonde was still lying on her belly, tied securely to the grid, but her head was now buried between Jelena`s open thighs. The men had tied Jelena`s knees to Janika`s elbows to keep her in that position. Further, they had tied her arms at wrists and elbows and then fixed them to the grid in a way Jelena had to arch her back. Her breasts were pointing at the sky. Tabea realized that now, Jelena was sporting a similar gag than her and Janika.

The men now opened Tabea`s wrist cuffs, only to tie her hands in front of her body. Then, the Captain handed her something. It was a bamboo stick, some yard long, with a leather pad the size of a palm attached to one end. It almost looked like a fly swatter.

»Mhm?«

»You have heard Hatice Sultan`s orders: to teach you a lesson without hurting you too much. In addition, we have an interest in keeping you – in good shape!«

Tabea could see that the men had fetched several buckets and that each of them was holding something in one hand. First, Tabea thought these were stones, but it were natural sponges. She took a breath: getting washed would be humiliating, but it could have been worse. However, there still was the fly swatter.

Surprisingly gentle, the Captain now made her step on the grid. Now, she could see two more men standing in the load, directly under Janika. The squares formed by the grid`s bars were large enough they would have easy access to her breasts and her pubic area.

»Now, listen carefully, slave! My men will now be at your service!«

He giggled at the thought of the fact that it would be the slaves who would be served. Then, he continued:

»You will be washed and oiled, but this does not mean you can allow yourself to be lazy. So, whilst we are busy cleaning you, you will punish your willful friend!«

Tabea looked at the fly swatter and then at Janika`s naked backside. The leather pad looked rather soft, but if she would beat hard enough, it sure would tingle painfully. However, this was not the end of it.

»You can see where Blondie`s face is now. So, if you hit her well, she will scream, sooner or later. And Little Nelly will sense these screams. So, here`s the deal, Brownie!«

Tabea would have frowned at that Nickname, but now, the Captain revealed something else: a large hourglass. She knew that in earlier times, these had been used on ships to count the time and that the sand would run for half an hour. She shuddered by the idea of having to beat Janika that long and swore to herself that she would not do as they told her.

»I will turn the glass now and then, my men will take care of your cleanliness and beauty. At the same time, you will start beating Blondie!«

»Nnngg!«

Tabea shook her head, but the Captain continued as if she hadn`t said anything:

»You will beat her so she will scream into Little Nelly`s lap. Scream and scream, until Little Nelly – reacts to it.«

Now, Jelena also protested and Janika moaned and squirmed, too. The Captain, however, seemed to have considered some resistance and now, he explained:

»You have got time to make Little Nelly reach the peak until the last grain of sand has passed the glass. If you fail, however, my men will take over – one after the other, until we think that she enjoys it!«

Tabea`s eyes widened and Jelena let out a squeal. The Captain laughed and now hung the hourglass to the mast where it could be seen by everyone.

»Let the games begin!«, he shouted with a loud voice.

Then, he slowly turned the glass around.

***