Sisters 15

It had been perhaps an hour since Caine had left, but to Cordelia, it felt like it had been an eternity. For a while, she had been lying there, staring at the crossbow pointing at her and shivering despite the growing heat inside her prison. She had not dared to move, though the trigger of the crossbow had not been linked to her. But trussed up as she was, not much movement had been possible anyway and if she shifted her position, this made her crotch rope irritate her even more. With the knots tied in it, this rope could send shivers through her, though it only hurt a bit.

There had been a horrifying situation shortly after she had been left alone: from outside, she had heard noises, perhaps those of children playing. Cordelia`s first impulse had been to scream into her gag, but then, she had looked at the crossbow and known that if she managed to alert someone, he would open the door – and accidentally shoot her. So, she had waited in silence, trembling with fear and frustration as the noises had ceased, again leaving her alone in her predicament.

»MMhhrrrrmmmm!«

Cordelia screamed, but the muffled moan just seemed to echo around her. She felt sweat pour down her forehead, causing her nose to itch.

»If he comes back, he will start by washing me all over my body!«

Memories haunted her; memories of Caine`s hands on her body, touching her in a way that had been very intimate – and not just terrible. Sure, this man knew how to use his hands. However, there was something in his eyes, something lurking, as if he could suddenly decide to show his vicious side towards her. The crossbow pointing at her exposed throat was a sign for that part of his sick mind!

Cordelia once again squirmed on the leather cushion she was lying upon and found that, since she was now covered with sweat, she could slide over its surface a bit. Then, she tried to imagine her bondage:

She was fixed to a ceiling hook by her wrists and ankles, not allowing much movement – but now, with her underlay having become slippery, she would be able to turn around her axis. It would not help much, but if someone would enter then, the bolt would hit her hip or her butt and no longer her throat. Not much of an improvement, but the difference between death and getting injured.

Cordelia took a few deep breaths, trying to prepare herself for the strain and the additional irritation between her legs that turning around by 90 degrees would cause. Then, straining her muscles, she tried to shift to the left.

»Mmhhrrmrmmmm!«

She had obviously either been too energetic, or the leather cushion had been too smooth or her body too sweaty: Cordelia swung to the left – and slid from the cushion. For a terrible second, she was dangling from her arms and legs and she screamed through her massive gag as her shoulders were pulled back whilst at the same time, her crotch rope tightened to a veritable line of fire between her legs. She squirmed and spasmed reflexively, overwhelmed by sheer panic, knowing that she now would suffer.

There was some pain, but after a while, Cordelia noticed that she had neither been bisected in two by her crotch rope nor her shoulders had been dislocated. Instead, she felt a slight ache on her left side and more and more, she realized what had happened.

Obviously, the pull of all her weight had been too much for the ceiling hook and it had been pulled from the ceiling beam, causing her to crush to the ground. Luckily, the cushion had fallen off, upholstering her fall and so, Cordelia had just suffered a few small bruises on her left side.

»I really should start a diet!«, she thought, looking up at the ceiling and giggling hysterically through her gag, feeling a wave of relief wash over her. She could see the crossbow that was still positioned on the chair, but that was no longer a threat to her.

With her arms and legs no longer pulled upwards, Cordelia could also manage to get her fingers close enough to her toes to remove the twine tied around them, though it took her several efforts to get her feet free. Now, her head was no longer forced backwards and Cordelia could stretch her body and look around more easily.

She was still stark naked, bound at arms and legs and thoroughly gagged, but for the first time since her captivity, her situation had improved.

***

 It was about halfway between Naples and Reggio, near Cosenza, when Mike let out a curse that made Vinh wake up from his doze.

»What`s up?«, he asked and Mike pointed at the radio. He had been listening to an Italian station that had not only rock music, but also the news that he could understand more or less, since he spoke a little Italian and could conclude some of the facts from his knowledge of French.

After the headlines, the station also had some time reserved for local news and Mike had listened up when the news reporter had mentioned Reggio, their destination. The news had not been big, but for them, it was definitely bad news.

»There is a strike of the ferrymen, and it will last for another two days!«

Immediately, Vinh was fully awake.

»Fuck!«

»That more or less describes it correctly, bro! The strike does not only include Reggio, but the entire South! For the next 48 hours, there will be no ferry to Malta!«

Vinh wiped his eyes. He was worried about his wife anyway, for she had stopped reacting to his messages since the previous evening. And now, he should wait for another two days, with two kidnapped damsels hidden in their load!

»Maybe, we can rent a boat?«

Mike shook his head.

»We can`t afford a jet foil and with a normal vessel, we would need some 36 hours, too. We have to – wait a minute!«

»And that will help?«, Vinh tried to joke, but Mike had already changed the lane to leave the highway.

***

Since they had absolutely no idea where Akiko and her sister were, Isabelle, Samantha and Tao had decided to go to Tao`s hideout, to see if perhaps Caine had left some evidence where he could be if he wasn`t at his house at Gozo.

They reached the barn at around 10:30 am, but inside, there was nothing that gave a hint of where the man had brought Cordelia. There were just a few cut ropes from where Tao had been tied up and in a corner, she also found her broke cell phone. Tao didn`t show a reaction, but she knew that now, she was also cut off from contacting her husband for help.

Samantha found tracks of car tires. Tao wanted to tell her that of course, Caine hadn`t carried Cordelia over his shoulder when getting her to his hideout, but Isabelle thought twice:

»Look! There are only tracks of two cars! Ours – and that of Marc and his henchmen!«

The conclusion was obvious: Caine had come and left by boat. Tao shrugged:

»So what? We are at an island!«

Isabelle pointed at the small bay where the barn was located.

»The water is very shallow and thus, only very small vessels can land here! Small open boats, like the one your two friends used when they kidnapped Cordelia!«

»They were just business partners and it was all more or less a misunderstanding!«, Tao justified herself, but then, she asked:

»Anyway, what has the draft of Caine`s boat to do with anything? Marc told me that he has one of these small boats that nearly everybody on this island seems to have! There must be thousands of those around!«

Isabelle now smiled superiorly:

»I am not looking for the boat! But in such an open boat, he cannot leave his captive in the load or get her ashore in some harbor, for people would see him and ask what he was doing! Even a large sack or suitcase would look suspicious. So, he must have landed at some bay similar to that – abandoned and close to his hideout, for he sure didn`t want to carry Cordelia for more than a short distance!«

»Well, that narrows it down to a few dozen places!«, Tao mocked, but in fact, she was impressed that Isabelle had narrowed down the possible locations to look at. Then, she got up.

»Well, I know who can help us to further narrow it down!«

She explained her plan to them: returning to town and get to her meeting with Marc and his henchmen, since they still believed that they were working together with her. Tao then would try to find out where Caine could be hidden, given the fact it had to be a place that fit Isabelle`s deductions.

This sounded like a plan, but then, they suddenly heard the sound of a car and moments later, an old Jeep was clattering down the only path that led down to the bay. It was too late to seek shelter inside the barn and when Tao looked if she could make it to the rocks, an arm came out of the Jeep`s open window, holding a gun. The car came to a halt and Marc, Aaron and Hank stepped out of it, each aiming at them with their weapons. Marc grinned:

»Somehow, I was sure I couldn`t trust you, Tao! So, I left Hank behind and he called me when you left the flat – together with your new friends!«

Quickly, Tao thought of an explanation and finally, she decided to try the truth:

»These two have been hiding at the flat and attacked me when you were gone! They have no interest in putting you behind bars – if you help us to find their friend!«

In fact, Isabelle had a strong interest in at least getting Marc into Police´s custody, for he knew more about Akiko`s and Michiko`s whereabouts, but this was not the time to tell the Maltese criminal about that. So, she just waited in silence and hoped that Samantha wouldn`t spill the beans.

»Sure!«, Marc mocked. »We will now help them to find her and once they have celebrated a happy reunion, you will give each of us 10.000 Euro and then press your ›reset‹-buttons and will forget that we have ever met!«

Tao had to admit that Marc wasn`t as dumb as she had thought. Whilst she also had an interest in keeping out of the Police`s radar, both Isabelle and Samantha had no such problems and sure wanted to see these men arrested. So, Tao decided for another attempt:

»Forgive me!«, she whispered. Then, she stepped forward and said:

»I am sure about two things, Marc: you and your men are no murderers – and you want the money I can give you when my husband has arrived. Unfortunately, Caine took my smart phone and so, I don`t know when he will arrive, but it can`t be more than one or two days. So, it`s in your own interest to further support me!«

Marc thought about what she had said. Then, however, Samantha blurted:

»And what about Akiko? And her sister?«

Marc`s expression hardened. He had not forgotten that the two redheads also knew about his involvement in the abductions of the two Japanese girls and therefore were another factor of risk for him and his men.

»To tell you the truth, I don`t know, Missy. My – partner paid us and I have no idea where they are now. I think if their father does what their abductors want, they will soon be freed, too!«

Samantha looked a bit puzzled, since she was somehow sure that the man was telling the truth. Then, she suddenly began to sob. Isabelle took her in her arms whilst the men were watching them. Marc said:

»Maybe, we shall continue this conversation inside!«

***

During the last years, the relationship between Michiko and Akiko had become more and more frosty and so, the two sisters had hardly embraced each other. Had they done so, it had been almost formal acts in situation where people expected them to do so. Sometimes, Akiko had envied Samantha for her good relationship with her elder sister, but the current embrace was one step too much.

Of course, the fact that they both were stark naked didn`t help the matter. Each time one of them took a breath, she felt the presence of the other`s breasts pressing against her own and they were very aware of how their pubic mounds grinded against each other.

In addition, their position was quiet inconvenient. Most of their weight lasted on their knees and with their toes tied to the other`s handcuffs, there was no way to mitigate that. For a while, they had just squirmed and tried to shift, but they had both come to the conclusion that this wasn`t the path to freedom.

»Mhhrrmm!«, Akiko grunted angrily.

»Mph!«, Michiko answered and Akiko could feel the slight vibrations since their lips and mouths were pressed against each other. The way their gagged mouths were connected even prevented them from examining their prison, but Akiko knew that even if they had been able to throw themselves against the bathtub`s edge to get out of it, there would be a high risk they would land on their heads or break an arm. So, Akiko thought of something else.

Her fingers brushed over Michiko`s buttocks and she involuntarily thought that her sister felt quite crispy for a woman her age.

»Her age!«

Akiko giggled into Michiko`s panties that stuffed her mouth to the bursting. Michiko was just 23, but her modest and adult behavior had caused Akiko to consider her as one of the adults instead of a slightly elder friend. Well, she could contemplate their relationship and also the firmness of Michiko`s butt later.

Her fingers reached the twine that had been tied to the chain of her handcuffs. She knew that the other end tied Michiko`s big toes and so, she began to pull.

»Mmhhmmph! Nnnggg!«

As she did so, it of course forced Michiko to raise her lower legs and as a reason, she had to bend backwards whilst Akiko was leaning against her. Michiko squirmed and protested through her gag, but Akiko persisted. She managed to grab the knots and though Michiko twitched each time she brushed over the ticklish zone between her toes, she finally managed to free her toes. With a last effort, Akiko sank back.

A few minutes, the two now sweaty girls just panted, trying to catch breath, but then, Akiko felt that Michiko now was working on her toes. The girl bit down on her gag and giggled helplessly as Michiko tickled her in the progress of untying the knots, but finally, her feet came free, too.

Now, they had a better balance and also more movement of their arms and after some painful tugs, Akiko had pulled the belt tying their bellies together and could open the buckle. Though they were still inside the bathtub and couldn`t move that much, it felt marvelous as their loins and pubic mounds parted.

The sisters now could unbuckle each other`s gag straps, followed by removing the scarves tied between their lips.

»Wild Irish Rose-«, Akiko panted as soon as she had worked the sodden panties from her mouth.

»My ass!«, Michiko added. With their hands till cuffed, they could not embrace properly, but they held hands for a few seconds before they climbed out of the bathtub. The door turned out to be locked and Akiko sat on the toilet seat to collect strength to kick it open. Meanwhile, Michiko looked out of the small window.

»We are in the third floor!«, she said, though she had not really intended to climb down the wall naked. She longingly looked at her panties, still soaked with her saliva. However, with her ankles still cuffed, there was no chance of putting them on.

The two sisters considered whether they should yell or break the door when they heard the sound of a key in the door.

»Kuso!«

For a second, Akiko was puzzled to hear her sister swear, but then, she frantically looked for something that could be used as a weapon. Grabbing a piece of soap, she wrapped it into one of the scarves that had gagged them and then, she positioned herself behind the door, ready to use her makeshift club.

»When he enters, I hit him and you run for the door!«

Michiko stared at her with widened eyes, but there was no time to hesitate, as now, the bathroom door was unlocked.

»What the-«

Akiko hit him with the soap bar and she had aimed considerably well, but it was a soap bar of some 100 grams and not a brick and so, Hitoshi just staggered. With a yell, Akiko pulled on his arm.

»Michiko, run!«

With her ankles cuffed, Michiko could only hop, but she did so and she reached the corridor whilst Akiko tried to engage Hitoshi in a fight. She reached the corridor and with a desperate effort, she jumped forward and slammed against the door. She felt the door handle and then, she heard a terrible retching sound.

»Once I am through this door, I can yell my lungs out! Someone will hear me, the Police will come and-«

»And maybe, it will be too late for Akiko!«, another voice inside her answered. Michiko let the handle go and slowly stepped back towards the bathroom. Here, Hitoshi had Akiko in a chokehold and Michiko could see that her sister was short from fainting.

»Please, Hitoshi-san! Don`t hurt her!«

»Michiko, no!«, Akiko croaked, but Michiko stayed where she was and when Hitoshi directed Akiko into the bedroom, she followed him. He made both sisters sit on the bed and then, he drew his gun.

»That was a bad idea!«, he panted and Michiko now could see a few bruises and scratches on him. Akiko had put up a hard fight, given she had been cuffed hand and foot.

»What did you expect? That we would wait for our Master´s return?«

Not for a moment did Akiko consider that she had blamed her sister for doing exactly that not too long ago and when Michiko reached for her hand, she did not push her away, but repeated the gesture. Hitoshi showed an almost sad smile.

»Well, I thought that at least, you would prefer to get the rest of your abduction behind yourselves as convenient as possible. But now, it seems that I have to – tame you better!«

»Tame us, hm? And what will it be this time? The whip?«

»Imouto! You are making him even more angry!«, Michiko tried to soothe her, but Akiko fumed:

»If anyone has the right to be angry, it`s me! In a fair fight, I would have beaten him to pulp! Why didn`t you make it out of the door?«

»Because he was threatening to kill you! Call me old-fashioned, but I prefer my beloved sister alive instead of avenging her death like your Manga characters would have done!«

Michiko had become quite upset, too, and she prepared for another angry reply from Akiko, but her sister just stared at her.

»Beloved sister?«

»Well – of course, Imouto! I mean, I may not always find a good way of showing it, but-«

»Right now, it`s rather the moment that`s bad!«, Akiko replied, forcing herself to smile whilst tears were glistering in her eyes. Michiko gulped and Hitoshi cleared his throat, reminding them of his presence.

»Since you have rediscovered your sisterly love, you might even enjoy your punishment! On your bellies!«

»From all potential kidnappers, we get the one with the spanking fetish!«, Akiko whispered and Michiko bit down a giggle.

However, Hitoshi just tied their hands behind their backs, threading the chain through that of their ankle cuffs, hogtying the two girls. Then, he slapped each girl´s buttocks just once before he left the room.

»Somehow, I am afraid that this hasn`t been all!«

Akiko then wriggled forward and kissed Michiko`s cheek.

»Thanks for not leaving me behind!«

»Well, let`s see how much I will regret it!«

Then, Michiko kissed Akiko`s cheek – something she had done for the last time some eight years ago.

»I would never leave you behind, no matter what he will do to us!«

As on keyword, Hitoshi now returned, carrying a bag and having the girls` discarded panties tugged into his belt. Having placed the bag on the bed, he then grabbed Akiko and pulled her to the lower end of the bed. Then, he produced a number of colored scarves from the bag.

»What is that going to be? The Dance of the Seven Veils?«, Akiko asked, trying to hide her growing concern behind mockery.

»Just wait and see – or, even better, feel!«

Hitoshi used one of the scarves to tie Akiko`s wrists before removing the handcuffs. Then, he took a second and tied her elbows together, above the joints. The girl gasped, but managed not to ache.

The bed had an old-fashioned frame that looked a bit like a railing and so, he could tie her elbows to the horizontal bar between the lower bedposts, forcing Akiko to half sit, half lie there, resting on her bound arms. Then, he used two more scarves and tied Michiko in the same way, so she was sitting on the opposite end of the bed, facing her sister. Their legs touched and both girls got some solace from the touch of her sister.

Now, the Yakuza took another scarf and, having removed Akiko`s ankle cuffs, crossed her feet and tied them, forcing her to sit with her legs slightly open. He then did the same to Michiko and then tied the ends of the two scarves together, so both girls had to look at each other`s crotches and were tightly connected at their ankles. Playfully, he brushed over their soles, causing them to cringe and writhe.

»Stop it!«, Akiko gasped and Hitoshi now took one of the panties from his belt.

»Will you accept your gag like a good girl if I do, Akiko-chan?«

Under other circumstances, her answer would have made Michiko blush. Hitoshi tickled her soles again and, helplessly giggling and gasping, Akiko finally breathed:

»Stop it! I – I will be – good!«

Her thrust out breasts heaved and she felt ashamed that she was so helpless in his hands, but when he balled up the panties, she opened her mouth. Hitoshi grinned – and dabbed all over Michiko`s sweat-clad body.

»You are a pig!«, Akiko hissed, but when he reached for her feet, she gasped:

»No, please – I will be a good girl!«

Hitoshi now slowly, but firmly pushed the balled up panties into her mouth. Akiko panted through her nose, trying to avoid looking at Michiko and also the thought of where he had dabbed her nude body with the gag. Once he had worked the panties deep into her throat, he tied a knot in yet another scarf, placed it between her lips and tied it off at her nape. Above, he tied two more scarves, one over her mouth and the last covering her mouth and nose.

Watched by Akiko`s angry and Michiko`s concerned views, he then carefully dabbed over Akiko`s body with both Michiko`s panties and Akiko`s thong before forming a dense ball out of the garments. However, before he gagged Michiko, her lips formed a silent »I love you« towards Akiko and the younger girl nodded slightly to show that she felt the same.

Michiko`s gag was reinforced with three scarves, too. Then, Hitoshi looked at the two bound and gagged girls and said:

»You were right somehow, Akiko-chan – it will be seven veils for each of you and soon, you may dance!«

Akiko frowned. He had used two scarves to tie her arms, one for her ankles and three to keep the panties in her mouth. As if he had also noticed the miscalculation, Hitoshi placed two more scarves on the bed, both very long and made of flimsy silk.

This time, he started with Michiko, doubling the scarf and slinging it around her waist. Akiko watched as he brought the knot behind her back and then worked the ends between her legs to get them through the cloth around her waist again. Michiko mmphed and her eyes slightly widened as he pulled on the silk crotch rope, but Akiko noticed that he hadn`t pulled it too tight.

»Mmhhmph! Nnnggg!«

She squirmed and moaned when Hitoshi now applied the last scarf around her waist and through her crotch. She had experienced a crotch rope once and she remembered the horrifyingly tight one her sister had sported. In comparison, the silk between her legs was just mildly irritating.

Now, Hitoshi pulled on both scarves´ ends and tied them together, connecting both crotch ropes. This forced both sisters to slightly thrust forward their pelvises, but still, it didn`t hurt and even when they tried to sink back on the bed, it felt very snug, but not painful.

»Now, since you have already started to rediscover your love towards each other, you may like the game: it is called ›Keep your beloved sister happy‹!«

Both girls shook their heads no. They knew exactly what kind of »happiness« the Yakuza was referring to, but he could not make them do that.

»Even if he tickles me until I faint or wet the bed, I won`t do that!«, Akiko thought and she was sure to see an equal determination in Michiko`s eyes. Hitoshi took the bag from the bed and ostentatiously turned away from them when he rummaged through it. Then, he went behind the bed where Akiko heard him tear some strips from a roll of duct tape.

»Mhhmm?«

She tried to look over her shoulder as he placed something in her palm and then secured it with the tape. It was a small plastic object that felt like a computer mouse. Hitoshi didn`t say a word and went over to Michiko. According to her slightly puzzled look, he taped a similar object to her hands, too. Then, he stepped to the bed`s side.

»As you may have noticed, these are remote controls!«

Akiko felt the object and her fingers could indeed touch a few buttons. A terrible suspicion grew inside her mind.

»Nnnggg! Mmhhmmph!«

She squirmed in her bonds as Hitoshi now produced two egg-shaped objects. They were pink and smaller then chicken eggs. Ignoring their protests, he placed one in Michiko`s crotch scarf and the other on Akiko`s pubic area, taking care that they were touching their most intimate areas. Then, he loosened the knots of the scarves, only to tighten them a bit more. Both girls shifted uneasily as they felt the touch of the eggs and Hitoshi now said:

»To make this game funnier, each of you can control the other`s vibrator! I haven`t tested them myself, but according to the manual, you can vary the intensity and even have some additional programs. Just feel free to try!«

»Nnnggg!«

»Mhhmph!«

Vigorously, both girls shook their heads. Hitoshi shrugged.

»As you may remember, you still deserve punishment for attacking me! Severe punishment!«

He brushed over a scratch on his chin and ostentatiously spread the little finger of his left hand, presenting them the missing phalanx. Michiko`s eyes widened and Akiko also gulped: would he really be that cruel?

»I am sure that you both don`t want to get hurt. So, here`s the deal: the first to climax will not be punished at all!«

He said nothing more and just sat on the chair, having a good look on both girls. Akiko stared at him with a mixture of hatred and fear.

BZZZZZZ!

She twitched as she felt the vibration at her pubic mound. Then, she looked at Michiko who was looking at her with an expression of desperation and also seemed to be pleading. Then, the buzzing became stronger.

»Nnggnn!«

Akiko shook her head, but her sister did not stop the vibrator. It was a terrible proof of love: Michiko wanted to spare her punishment, even at the cost of her own well-being and doing something she sure considered more than embarrassing. However, she just couldn`t let that happen.

With trembling fingers, Akiko pressed the buttons and when she saw Michiko`s eyes widen and saw her pelvis twitch, she knew she had started the other egg, too. Michiko shook her head no, but Akiko kept on testing the buttons whilst she felt that her sister was doing the same on her.

The perfidious game had begun in earnest.

***