Sisters 25

Hitoshi frowned as he approached the open field to which his Maltese contact had directed him. There was one car, the van he knew from Michiko`s abduction, parked in the middle of it; in the moonlight, he could see that there were no other cars around. In front of it, a man was sitting cross-legged.

The man wasn`t a Maltese and Hitoshi had never seen him before. He took his hand from the nape of the girl on the passenger seat where he had caressed her during the ride and reached for his gun. Michiko let out a faint moan, but there was little else she could do.

Once he had told the girls that they had to leave, Hitoshi had started to prepare them for the trip, starting with Michiko. He had removed the vibrator and untied her completely, but left her gagged as he allowed her to sit on the chair`s armrest whilst he tied her upper body and arms.

He had once again used the long rope and slung it around Michiko`s neck from behind, tying a noose wide enough she still could breathe easily – well, as easily as she could with the gag and the cloth tied over her mouth and nose. Then, he gently bent her arms and crossed her wrists at the back of her neck, tying them in that position. Michiko`s hands were fluttering, pointing into the air, as he now brought the ends down her back, between her legs and up between her breasts. When he threaded them through her neck noose and pulled, he took care that the two ropes framed her labia instead of cutting into her crotch.

Now, the ends were brought to her back, threaded through her bent arms and then, right below her breasts, Hitoshi pulled. Michiko reared up and groaned as this forced her elbows closer to her body and also tightened the ropes between her legs. Hitoshi tied a double knot, then once again pulled the ends to the girl`s back, threading them through the vertical ropes that ran from her nape. Again, he pulled the slack out and then, the ropes were brought to her front again and he tied another knot that was directly over her clit.

Obviously, Michiko was still wet from the stimulation minutes before, for the rope slid into her without causing her to do utter more than a sigh as he now pulled the ends between her labia and tied the rope off behind her back. As he made Michiko stand up, he tested the bondage and Akiko could see that her sister`s upper body had been quite immobilized. Her hands were unable to pick on any of the knots and her arms were tied to her body whilst every move would pull on her crotch rope.

Now, he cut off the ends of the rope and used one of these to tie Michiko`s legs right above the knees. Like that, he let her stand as he went for his room. Michiko stood shaking and looked at Akiko who still was sporting the vibrating egg and seemed to be a bit absent-minded.

However, she then watched with disbelief as Hitoshi draped a light trench coat over Michiko and started buttoning it up. Before he closed the last buttons, he placed a kiss on each of her nipples. Then, he made the girl sit in the chair and Akiko saw that he had even put the empty sleeves into the pockets. On first sight, her bonds were invisible.

Hitoshi now prepared seven pieces of flesh-colored tape, two considerably smaller than the others. Then, he removed the cloths tied over Michiko`s mouth and nose, but did not allow her to spit out the sodden panties. Instead, he forced her to close her jaw the little she could before plastering her mouth with the five larger strips. He then kissed Michiko`s forehead before he also taped her eyes with the two small pieces of tape.

Though frightened and also distracted by the buzzing toy tied to her moist middle, Akiko would nearly have laughed as he now hid the gag and blindfold under a white face mask, one of those that had been a common sight on Asians even before COVID. He also put a pair of sunglasses on her. They would look a bit ridiculous in the night, but obviously, Hitoshi was satisfied.

He then tied Akiko the same way. She was too groggy to put up a fight and she had to admit that, though the ropes were tight, he hadn`t been too brutal. As long as she kept still, even the crotch rope was tolerable.

As he put another trench coat on her, Akiko realized that he was not kissing her nipples and that he was more matter-of-fact when handling her. However, when she also had the cloths of her gag replaced with tape and her eyes also taped shut, she was expecting him to put the mask and sunglasses on her, but instead, he was brushing through her hair.

Akiko mewed, though the procedure wasn`t painful. Only when she was equipped with her mask and glasses, she realized that he had tied her long hair to the two Harley Quinn side braids she usually wore.

»Is this his way of being kind?«, she wondered, but then, she got it: with her hair like that, she would look even less suspicious.

»Mhhmph!«

She heard a sound from Michiko, rather surprised than fearful, and then, there were steps, followed by the sound of the door. Akiko squirmed and tested her bonds, but she could not loosen the ropes and being blindfolded, she didn`t dare to stagger towards the door. So, she was still standing in the living room as Hitoshi returned.

He cradled her in his arms and Akiko flailed with her unbound lower legs as he carried her down some stairs. Then, he placed her on what could only be a car`s seat and fastened the seat belt. Next, she felt something touch her big toes and then, they were tied together with a piece of thin rope.

»Mhhrrmmmphhh!«

Akiko reared up and cringed as he then brushed over her naked soles.

»Sorry, I couldn`t resist!«

Seconds later, the car started. He had also tied Michiko`s big toes, but spared her the tickling. Instead, he reached for her whom he had placed beside him and caressed her nape and hair whilst they drove through the night. Except for an occasional moan, the two girls were silent and Hitoshi also saw no point in talking.

Now, the gun in his hand, he slowly stepped out of the car. The man looked up, but except for a waving gesture, he didn`t move. Now, Hitoshi could see the gun that was lying on the ground, a yard in front of the man.

»Konban wa«, he greeted with a smile.

»Who are you?«, Hitoshi asked, »And where`s Marc?«

»Marc had to take a break from his business. But fortunately, I can fill the gap he has left.«

Hitoshi was puzzled. He could see no arms on the man and from what he could see, there was also no one hiding in the van. And around them, there were 50 yards of open field in every direction. If this was a trap, he couldn`t see it.

»So, will you get me to my new location?«, he asked, though he doubted that the man had come for that purpose.

»Actually, I wanted to ask you if you are interested in selling the girls to me.«

Hitoshi raised the gun, aiming at the man who didn`t stir. Instead, he spoke as if nothing had happened:

»If life has taught me anything it`s that everything has its price. So, how much do you want that I can take these two girls with me and take care that her poor father no longer has to fear for their safety?«

»Has Mr. Ihara sent you?«

»Mr. Ihara doesn`t even know that I exist. But I know that you haven`t kidnapped his daughters for no reason. And I guess the reason is money.«

Now, Hitoshi shot an angry glance at the man.

»I am not an ordinary blackmailer! It seems you have no idea who you are trying to play with!«

The man shrugged.

»I don`t know who you are, that`s right. But if I had to guess, I would say that you are representing an old Japanese family that has a long tradition in the entertainment and service business.«

Hitoshi didn`t move a muscle, but he had to oppress a laugh at the way the man described him being a member of the Yakuza without mentioning the word. He now became curious what the strange European had to offer to him.

»Well«, he continued, »as you sure have heard, I am British, so, I know a thing or two about traditions. But these aside, you and your family can be called businessmen, isn`t it?«

»And you are interested in – business? You look a bit shabby for a businessman.«

Indeed, the man, who could not be older than 30, was wearing a T-Shirt with a blood stain on it and he also had a few bruises. However, his calm attitude showed that he was more than just a little gangster who was trying to get a taste of big crime.

»And you look like a man who can see behind the outer appearance. So, let`s for a moment forget about traditions and adequate clothes and get to the core: I presume your family is suffering from the usual problems?«

Hitoshi knew what the stranger was referring to: during the last years, the Japanese government had started a stricter course against the Yakuza. Now, even getting a bank account had become increasingly difficult. More and more families were looking for a way to get out of their business – in a way that would not have them end up in poverty, of course.

»The times are a bit rough«, he answered a bit evasive. He was still waiting for the man – or a hidden accomplice – trying something, but it seemed as if he really wanted to negotiate.

»So, if I assume that your – business with Mr. Ihara is an attempt to get enough money to further invest in – less demanding business, you might not disagree?«

Hitoshi needed a few seconds to get the words, but then, he nodded and the man smiled.

»Now, my offer is simple: I will give you the money that you are demanding from Mr. Ihara – plus one million extra for each girl!«

Now, Hitoshi burst out laughing.

»What do you think this is all about?«

The other man kept smiling, but waited quietly for Hitoshi to listen to him again.

»I think this is all about money. So, if you could be so kind to give me a sum?«

Hitoshi grinned scornfully.

»50 million!«

»Yen?«

»Euro!«, Hitoshi replied, at the same time thinking whether this guy was just a harmless idiot or if he should shoot him, just for safety reasons. The Englishman just took a deep breath. Then, he said:

»So, that`s 52 altogether.«

Still rather amused, Hitoshi asked mockingly:

»I presume that you have the money in your back pocket?«

This was ridiculous. Even if he had the money with him in the van, this would mean two big suitcases that would be quite difficult to explain if the customs would check his luggage.

The man stretched his legs. Hitoshi reacted by raising his gun, but the look in the other`s eyes made him feel overzealous and he lowered it.

»Unfortunately, I am shy of some 51.99 million+ Euro. But I presume that your – family has a secure bank account in Switzerland?«

»I think so«, Hitoshi said with a drawling voice. The man slowly got up from the ground, brushed some dust from his trousers and reached for his back pocket.

»Freeze!«

»You want me to send a bottle message to the man with the money?«

Without haste, the Englishman took a cell phone from his pocket. Then, he said:

»Look, I know that you are asking yourself from which lunatic asylum I have escaped. But, please, consider that I managed to get your number – and Marc`s van.«

»If I shoot you, you`ll have neither.«

»Besides, you will never know whether I really could have paid you off.«

Hitoshi stood motionless and said nothing, allowing Mike to add:

»How about an offer you can`t refuse?«

»That`s Italian Mafia, not the Yakuza!«

»Potato, potato. So, how about hearing what I have to say?«

»Last words?«, Hitoshi asked, trying not to sound nervous in comparison to the Englishman who still showed an attitude as if they were having small talk at a dinner party. Now, he pointed at his gun lying at the ground and said:

»Maybe, you want to pick it?«

Ostentatiously, Mike stepped back another yard whilst Hitoshi slowly approached and, not taking his eyes from the other, grabbed the gun. Mike smiled and meant:

»Now, you don`t have to be afraid that I am shooting you in the back when you bring the girls where I can see them. I definitely won`t pay for two mannequins.«

»I am not afraid!«, Hitoshi barked. »Believe me, if I were a coward, I would have died long ago! That, I can assure you!«

»Pinkie swear?«, Mike, who had noticed the Japanese`s missing phalanx, asked mockingly. Involuntarily, Hitoshi had to laugh.

»Asshole!«, he grunted as he turned towards the car. Mike folded his hands at the back of his neck and watched as the Yakuza opened the side door and then cradled a person in his arms. As he approached, Mike noticed that it was a petite woman clad in a trench coat. She was barefoot and her big toes had been tied together. Carefully, the Japanese lowered her to the ground, making her kneel. The girl cringed and let out a sigh.

As he went for the second captive, Mike looked closer at the girl in front of him. Not that he could see much. He could tell that she obviously was tied underneath the coat and that the COVID mask and the sunglasses were hiding a gag and blindfold. The girl had sleek, shoulder-length black hair. Mike hadn`t seen pictures of either Akiko or Michiko, but she definitely looked like an Asian and he was sure that the kidnappers had had no time to organize two lookalikes.

»Konban wa!«, he said, causing the girl to slightly raise and look around, though she could not see him. Now, the man was carrying a second girl. As she was kneeling beside the first, Mike saw she was also sporting a trench coat, a mask and sunglasses. The only difference was that she seemed a bit more vivid and that her long hair had been tied to two braids and showed a pink and a blue strand.

»Konban wa!«

»Mph!«

»So, what`s it going to be then?«, Hitoshi asked, standing between the two girls and putting a hand holding a gun on each captive`s shoulder. Mike took his cell phone and said:

»Now, I am going to phone someone who is very rich and who is maybe willing to give me quite a sum for something I have. If so, I can pay you and your family off. My Swiss bank offers a 24 hour online service and if your family has got something similar, the deal may be done within one or two hours. Your family`s way into a legal life is paved, the girls are free and their father won`t have to give up his retirement provision to get them back.«

Hitoshi blinked. Still, this sounded like a very strange dream.

»What if your – partner won`t pay?«

»Then, you can fall back on your original plan of blackmailing their father. You have lost nothing than a few hours of your time. In addition, you may shoot me and will also get a used van as a compensation.«

»Oh, I definitely will shoot you, believe me! Pinkie swear!«, he added with a wolfish grin. Mike shrugged.

»The risk of going all in. Well, I will now step back a few yards so I can talk undisturbed. I will walk over there where you can still see me, but I hate it if people get big ears if I am on the phone. Perhaps, you want to contact your family in the meantime?«

Mike turned his back towards the Yakuza and took some six steps away from him before dialing a number he had learned by heart a few months ago. After the fourth ringing, a male voice barked:

»Hello?«

»Monsieur Leblanc! Sorry for waking you up! Since it is rather late, I will get to my point immediately: do you miss your wife?«

***

Isabelle had driven the car out of the town in a fast pace, more driven by instinct than by really knowing where to go. To make things worse, she had seen in the rear mirror that the woman who was still tied to Cordelia was Guylène, the woman she had seen last when she and her partner in crime had left her tied to a number of bombs. Only the fact that Mike had appeared just in time had saved her.

»And now she`s here, in my car, oh my God, what shall I do?«

She spotted a secluded parking lot and pulled over, stepping on the brake and bringing the car to a halt. Her passengers were thrown around, but luckily, even those tied up didn`t get hurt.

»Our old driving instructor would say you drive like a Parisian!«, Samantha commented. Then, looking at the rear mirror, she chuckled.

»Look, the trunk`s lid sprang open! Maybe, you should let me do the driving!«

»Oh, come on, you are still alive! None of the others complained!«

»Mph!«, Cordelia grunted whilst Guylène, who had also needed some time to recognize the former Police Captain of her home village, just stared at her. Isabelle loosened her seat belt and said:

»Now, we will set Cordelia free and see what we can find to get her dressed! Samantha, have you got a phone?«

»Sure!«

The girl patted the pocket of her bathrobe. When they had taken the cell phones from the four gangsters, she, Vinh and Tao had each taken one and exchanged the numbers.

»You want me to text Vinh and Tao?«

»Yes, tell them we met at Cordelia`s hotel as soon as-«

»Mmhhrrmmph! Uuuhhmmm!«

»Oh, patience! I am just trying to organize things and then-«

Isabelle fell silent as she noticed that Cordelia hadn`t screamed through her gag because of the fact that she would have to wait a few seconds to be set free. Beside the car stood Linh, stark naked, but with a gun in her hand.

»I have to agree with your little sister – you are really driving like mad!«

Linh rubbed over a bruise at her temple. She had managed to get rid of the handcuffs and also been able to open those tying her elbows, but although it had been a piece of cake to undo the other restraints then, she had been thrown around in the car`s trunk when Isabelle had attacked Caine and then raced through the streets. However, she still showed her trademark cold smile.

»I am glad to see that we will be able to contact my sister – but only after I have prepared a little surprise for her! Now, get out of the car! Don`t try anything foolish or you will regret it!«

Linh stepped back and waited as Isabelle and Samantha got out of the car. They looked at the Asian who still sported the signs of her last bondage: from her clit, a red line showed where the tight rope had bisected her crotch. But obviously, she still wasn`t tamed.

»Now, take off your clothes!«

None of the Marceau sisters needed long to follow that order. Samantha slipped out of her robe whilst Isabelle took off the vest, so both girls stood there in just their panties. A gesture with the gun from Linh made them take off these garments, too.

»Now, get your passengers out of the car, too!«

Cordelia stared at Linh, the woman who had been her Nemesis for several weeks now, repeatedly binding, gagging and humiliating her. And now, she had once again come back into her life, wielding a gun.

»Ah, Titsabobbing! I see that you are still keeping up to what I taught you!«

Linh looked down on Cordelia`s pubic mound and she could not help blushing. At the chalet, Linh had shaved her pubic hair off and she now obviously thought that Cordelia still did so on her own accord.

»And Guylène! Looks like the wheel of fortune has turned once again!«

She let her eyes wander over Guylène who began to pant, knowing too well that Linh had some good reasons to be vengeful. However, Linh`s next order made her look puzzled:

»You«, she pointed at Isabelle, »in the trunk, you will find a knife! Cut Guylène loose from Titsabobbing and free her arms!«

She aimed at Samantha, so, Isabelle did as she was told, finding a carpet knife she used to cut the pantyhose that tied Guylène to Cordelia, followed by the ones restraining her arms and the one tied around her waist. Guylène rubbed her wrists and then picked at the tape covering her lips whilst Isabelle wanted to turn towards Cordelia`s bonds, but was ordered by Linh to put the knife to the floor and to get over to her sister. Whilst Guylène worked on her gag, Linh said:

»I know that we had some issues in the past, but I am willing to forgive. The only way to get out of this and to make some profit is by working together! So, how about a temporary joint venture?«

Guylène ripped the tape from her lips and then pulled a totally sodden white piece of cloth from her mouth. As she dropped it to the ground, it turned out to be a pair of panties. Guylène panted and wiped some saliva from her chin before she croaked:

»What – do – you mean?«

Linh, seeing that Guylène was still a businesswoman, no matter what had been, smiled:

»I think about returning to my old business – now that fate has offered me something to start with!«

She looked over the two naked redheads who tried their best to look cool and defiant.

»You, however, may either join me for the time being or return to your husband. He sure will allow you to take your favorite toy with you!«

Cordelia groaned and things became even worse as Guylène, still groggy from having been tied and gagged for hours, staggered over to her and brushed over her thrust out boobs with her finger. Then, to Cordelia`s even greater horror, a smile appeared on Guylène`s face.

»If you promise me that we will never meet again after this is over, I might agree on working together with you!«

»Magnifique! So, since I am the one with the gun, would you mind tying up these two pieces of merchandize for me? In the car`s trunk, you will find everything you need!«

Indeed, there was a coiled rope and Guylène took the knife, too. Linh now said:

»Get over to those trees, I`ve got an idea!«

She pointed at two palms that stood close to each other. Cutting two pieces of rope, Guylène tied the two girls to the tree trunks by forcing them to put their arms around it and tying their wrists together so they stood side by side like on a stake. Linh had been at the car again and now appeared with a roll of tape. Then, she picked the three panties from the ground; Isabelle`s, Samantha`s thong and the white pair that had gagged Guylène. Shaking out the latter, she said to Isabelle:

»Looks like one of your love killers!«

She forced the sodden underwear into Isabelle`s mouth. The girl retched, but Linh continued to stuff the gag deep into her mouth before adding the thong on top. Then, she secured the gag with several rounds of tape before turning to Samantha.

»The finest silk!«

It was the pair Isabelle had borrowed from Michiko`s drawer that now went behind Samantha`s pristine teeth before it was also secured with tape. Meanwhile, Guylène had put on the bathrobe and was standing beside Cordelia, letting her fingers run over her body.

»Maybe, returning to my golden cage won`t be so bad if I can be a Mistress at the same time! I hope you`ll like Switzerland!«

»Nngggggg!«

Cordelia felt almost relieved when Linh told her to get over to her. She frantically looked at the dark road. Her legs were still unbound, maybe, she could-

»Titsabobbing, get over here, too!«

The gun persuaded Cordelia to obey and Linh ordered her to kneel close to the trees whilst she and Guylène had a short whispered conversation. Cordelia definitely didn`t like the way the two seemed to get on better and better with each other.

»Now, Ladies! There`s still my sister, her good-for-nothing husband and that smug Englishman! I am planning a little surprise for them and you will be allowed to be a part in it!«

She stepped closer to Isabelle and pressed the gun`s barrel at her breast.

»What do you think, will he risk his life to save yours?«

»Mph!«

Isabelle glanced at Linh, trying to look defiant. However, she knew that Mike would try to save her – no matter what the risk would be. Linh laughed and strolled over to the cell phone lying on the ground.

»I think I will do what you were trying to do before I – interrupted you«, she said towards Samantha. »I will send a message to Tao where she can meet us. If the baits are all arranged, the fishes will soon follow – only to get eaten by the sharks!«

***

Tao had remained silent as she had driven Vinh towards the hospital, but at least, she had accompanied him to the ambulance`s reception. If the nurse on duty found it strange that she was only wearing a robe, she had no time to comment on it, for at that moment, an ambulance arrived and when the door was pushed open and two orderlies brought in a stretcher, they were not only followed by a doctor, but also a Policeman.

»Fuck!«

Before he had been brought to the emergency rooms, Vinh had gotten a glimpse of the man on the stretcher. The expression on his face made Tao overcome her anger and she whispered:

»What is it?«

Quickly, Vinh told her that this was the man he and Mike had fought on Comino, also the reason for his different wounds, including the sprained ankle.

Tao, however, was distracted by the Policeman who now told the nurse that the man was a dangerous criminal and that soon, one of his men would come to wait if Caine would recover. The Officer spoke Maltese, but Tao had overheard three English words: Hotel »New Dolmen«.

»It seems that something with this man has happened at the very hotel where the others are going!«

At that moment, Tao got a message. It read:

»Change of plans, trouble at the hotel. We meet at the parking lot you can find by clicking on the description below. See you, Sam!«

Tao looked at Vinh who had bent over the display to read the message, too.

»What do you think that means?«, he asked. His wife frowned, but obviously decided that now wasn`t the time for holding a grudge against her husband because he had betrayed her years ago.

»I am not sure – but I definitely don`t like to read the word ›trouble‹ if someone I care for is together with my sister!«

To Vinh`s dismay, she wanted to go to the parking lot and leave him at the hospital.

»You can barely walk! And I have a gun! Also, last time we saw Linh, she was nicely packed in the trunk!«

She quickly kissed Vinh`s cheek and hastened for the door. Though it had been just a small touch of her lips, Vinh felt a wave of bliss run through his entire body.

A minute later, Tao was sitting in the car and had just started when she saw someone approach her. It was Vinh, forcing himself to walk fast pace using two crutches. He limped to the car and when Tao let down the window, he panted:

»You are right! Linh means trouble! She made me betray and disappoint you once and I won`t let her harm you a second time! If you are going, I am coming with you!«

***