Sisters 27

The parking lot was a little secluded and surrounded by a few bushes and palms and so, even the moon was shining, it was rather dark. In addition, the torch Linh had posted close to the two tied up girls put the rest of the sandy field in considerable darkness, including the car in which they had arrived.

Linh held her gun loosely by her side, but still hadn`t put on clothes. She knew that this, together with Isabelle`s and Samantha`s predicament, would draw all eyes on her and distract from the car behind which Guylène was hiding, holding another gun ready.

The French, however, had found a way of passing time: she had lowered the side window and her left hand reached inside, fondling Cordelia who was tied up and strapped to the seat by the seat belt and had no other chance than to endure getting her breasts groped and caressed.

»Whoever will come here has to use the lane between these two rocks and if it is that Englishman, I won`t miss him on that distance. And once he is out of the way, I will have more time for you!«

Cordelia shivered, not only from the hand that now painfully pinched her nipple as if to say Goodbye before it slowly wandered down her belly. Actually, Guylène had petite hands, but her left currently brushing over her ribcage, reminded Cordelia of a big spider. In addition, she feared for Mike and Tao and the Vietnamese guy who was wounded already.

»If only I could do something to alert them!«

But her arms were tied behind her back and with her taped fingers, she had no chance of picking on the knots. The panties and socks gagging her stifled any scream to a faint moan that even Linh wouldn`t have heard. Then, as Guylène`s index finger playfully poked her belly button, Cordelia`s eyes went to the left, to the driver`s seat (it was a Continental car). Suddenly, she saw a chance to warn Mike and the others – but it would come at a cost.

Involuntarily, she gulped, despite another woman`s panties filling her mouth. It would be yet another attack on her modesty, but it was the only way she could do something that would maybe save lives.

Linh got her entertainment from watching the two sisters she had tied up with Guylène`s help. If the trap worked, they would make up a nice start for her business, but if necessary, she would lit the pyre. Then, the others would have to react and this would allow her to either kill them or at least to get away.

Indeed, the two Marceau sisters could not help putting up a show with much wriggling, panting and moaning. The way Isabelle and Samantha were tied, with their pubic areas tied together, meant that their bodies were lifted from the ground, forcing each girl to balance on the one leg that was unbound. They could mitigate the strain by pushing their bodies closer together and thus lean against the trees they were tied to. However, this meant mashing their labia even more. And yet, both girls did so; once their captors had let them go, they had instinctively tried to part their intimate parts, but their combined crotch ropes had tightened and sent a painful warning through their loins that this would be a very bad idea.

Isabelle felt sweat all over her body, though they had been tied like that for just a few minutes. Her shoulders ached from pressing against the tree and her right leg was aflame from carrying a considerable part of her weight. However, all these pains were a minor discomfort compared to the line of fire between her legs. The crotch rope made her eyes water and each time she or Samantha moved the slightest, things got even worse.

Again, Isabelle bit down hard on the panties in her mouth and her breasts were heaving from her effort to oppress her urge to flail. But with her left ankle tied to the noose around Samantha`s neck, this could have killed her sister. Her beloved sister whom she was feeling so close to herself.

Samantha`s leg, fixed to Isabelle`s neck rope, was constantly touching her breasts and belly and occasionally, her toes brushed over Isabelle`s ear. Down below, however, she felt her sister`s labia grinding over her own, a hot and soft touch that was irritating and mixing with the pain from the ropes right there. It forced her to shift her pelvis, though she knew that this would make this embarrassing parody of a kiss even worse for them.

Like that, the two girls struggled, their faint moaning and heavy panting only interrupted by occasional whimpers when one of them had to change her position or lacked straightening so the crotch rope turned from painful to agonizing.

The perfidious arrangement almost distracted Isabelle from her fear for Mike`s life or the fact that she and Samantha also could be dead soon.

***

»There it is!«

Mike pointed at a group of bushes and palms some 100 yards in front of them. From behind the foliage, he could see the glow of a light, some open fire rather than an electric light.

In his time as an active secret agent, Mike had sometimes approached enemy positions, but this time, it had been a bit odd. Akiko had reached for his hand and so, they had walked towards the parking lot like a couple, though in a fast pace.

»All right, we will do as I said: I will approach via the street and you will get to the right and once you hear anything that sounds as if Linh has seen me, you fire the flare gun!«

Said flare gun was one of the things he had taken from Caine`s hideout, thinking it could become useful. In addition, it was easier to handle than a real gun and Akiko had admitted that she had no experience with firearms.

He knew that this would only cause some distraction, but since there only was Linh against him, he was sure that this was all he needed. Besides, it would at least keep the girl out of the line of fire.

Akiko nodded like a soldier who had gotten his order; then, however, she whispered:

»Kiss me!«

Mike sighed.

»Do I have to remind you that we are doing this to free the girl I love?«

»There, I said it!«, he thought involuntarily, but Akiko distracted him from thinking of Isabelle:

»I might not risk to die as a virgin, but if I get hit, the salty taste of blood on my lips shall mix with something sweet!«

»Henry V. should have said that to his men before the battle of Agincourt«, Mike chuckled. he took Akiko`s face into his hands and bent down to kiss her. For a moment, he allowed their tongues to play with each other before he withdrew from her.

»If you tell Belle, I will bring you back to the Yakuza and get my money back!«

Akiko mockingly saluted and then disappeared into the dark. After a few yards, however, the girl slowed down a bit: the ground was uneven and covered with scrub and an occasional cactus. At least, the moon allowed her to see the obstacles on her way.

Someone grabbed her trench coat and Akiko gasped, only to find out that it had gotten entangled in some thorny bush. Spontaneously, she opened the buttons and slipped out of her garment. Once she had reached the bushes, it would be obstructive anyway and Akiko had gotten used to being seen in the nude.

***

Linh noticed the sound before she could actually see someone. She had been waiting for an approaching car, but now, there was someone whistling. After a few seconds, she recognized »Colonel Bogey«, made famous by »Bridge on the River Kwai« and she had to admit that Mike had a sense of humor.

Still, she could only see his silhouette, but she knew that he could see Isabelle and Samantha in their predicament. She had positioned herself in front of the two bound girls, so he would not dare to shoot. She also still held her gun loosely, for she had ordered Guylène to shoot once he had reached the circle of light built by the torch. Even if she missed him, Mike would be distracted long enough for her to do him then.

A few minutes ago, she had gotten a message with a photo showing her sister and Vinh, the latter lying on a stretcher. Tao had also written that she would stay until she knew how badly Vinh was injured. Linh licked her lips: so, she would perhaps have to do without Tao, but on the other hand, it now was only the Englishman against her and Guylène.

The whistling stopped and as on keyword, a high-pitched mew from either Isabelle or Samantha could be heard.

»Seems the little redhead is missing you!«, Linh said mockingly and stepped aside to allow Mike a better view of the two girls in their predicament. In addition, she would be able to kick the torch to light the pyre if necessary.

»If not, I would be quite disappointed!«, Mike replied and slowly stepped towards the light.

***

Once she had heard the whistling, Guylène had stared towards the lane, but her left hand had continued to touch Cordelia. And Cordelia had allowed her to do so. She had fought her reflex of pressing her thighs together as Guylène`s fingers had brushed over her shaved pubic mound and then wandered between her legs. Panting, she had even opened her legs and when Guylène had commented on her obvious lack of resistance, she had just let out a fluttering breath.

Nimble fingers explored her most intimate parts, but Cordelia concentrated on raising her left leg. This of course made her lap even more available for Guylène`s caresses, but she had to endure it if her plan should work. Inch by inch, she got her foot higher and finally, her toes touched the steering wheel. Cordelia felt that Guylène`s fingers still rested on her labia, but had stopped moving as she now was aiming at the approaching Mike. She could now also see him, just one or two yards away from the end of the area lit by the torch.

With all her might, Cordelia slammed her heel on the car`s honk.

Suddenly, a lot of things happened at the same time. The sudden sound of the honk made Guylène fire, but the bullet missed Mike by more than two yards. The man jumped forward and did a roll forward, thus avoiding Linh`s shot, too. Before the Vietnamese could fire a second time, a loud »Kiiiaaaaa!« could be heard and a naked woman jumped from between the bushes.

Mike was getting to his feet when Guylène wanted to shoot again, but Cordelia quickly pressed her legs together to trap her left hand. Her knee hurt when she hit the gear lever and she knew that there would be a bruise in the morning, but she managed to pull back Guylène and now, Mike had reached her and knocked the gun from her hand.

Akiko`s surprise attack had surprised Linh, but she was a trained fighter and therefore, she had dodged the Japanese`s kick. However, the reflexive move had brought her right hand closer to the torch and the pain made her let the gun go. With an angry hiss, she turned towards Akiko who had just come back to her feet.

»Prepare to die, discount Mulan!«

She attacked and Akiko could hardly block her. Mike had now wrestled Guylène to the ground and was keeping her in a grip that allowed him to increase the pain on her shoulder blades if she struggled too much, but the French had at least been able to put up enough of a fight that he had needed both his hands and had dropped his gun, too. Now, he saw Linh in a fight with an equally naked Akiko – and that the torch was lying on the ground now and the flames were approaching Isabelle and Samantha.

It took Mike some five more seconds till he could land a chop on Guylène`s carotid artery, knocking her unconscious, and another one to get to his feet again. These six seconds had been enough for the far more experienced Linh to get Akiko in a chokehold.

Mike saw the flames approach Isabelle and Samantha who were squirming helplessly in their bonds, mewing through their gags. Akiko tried to get out of Linh`s grip, but she was croaking and the Vietnamese hissed:

»Save her and the redheads will get roasted! Save them and that little bitch here dies! That`s what they call a dilemma!«

Everything in him told Mike to run towards Isabelle, kick out the flames and save her and her sister. But Linh was right: it would cost Akiko`s life. He could of course grab his gun, but even if he hit Linh and then managed to save the two sisters, the Japanese girl would be dead.

A shadow landed beside the two women and suddenly, the light went out. In the few seconds the combatants needed to get adjusted to the dark, Mike dived for his gun. As he felt the pistol grip, he saw that the newcomer was yet another naked girl. It was Michiko who had obviously smothered the flames with her trench coat. Now, she had put up a fighting position, but even now, distracted as he was, Mike could see that she was no fighter and just tried to save her sister. However, the time for fair battle definitely was over now.

»The real dilemma is that you came to a shooting without the right equipment!«

»I still have – aaahh!«

Akiko had been taught Karate by a Sensei who had been obsessed by honor and respect towards the opponent, but now, she decided that it was time to loosen the rules a bit and she bit Linh`s arm, forcing her to let her go. She quickly crawled away from the Vietnamese who now stood there panting and thinking whether she should seek death or surrender to the man with the gun.

Suddenly, Michiko stepped forward and slapped Linh`s face.

»That`s for hurting my Imouto!«, she said, staring daggers at the perplexed Linh. Mike took the opportunity, stepped forward and grabbed her wrists. A minute later, he and the two Japanese girls had put her into a tight hogtie.

»Why haven`t you fired the flare gun?«, he asked Akiko who gleefully tied Linh`s elbows so the joints were crushed together. Mike himself was just taping her fingers so she would not be able to slip her bonds easily this time.

»I –I took off the coat, to be more agile – and the flare gun was in the pocket, so, I had to change the way to help you!«

Her cheeks flushed and she obviously was in high spirits. Mike let her and Michiko hug each other and went over to Isabelle and Samantha who were still squirming in their bonds.

»You told me you and Samantha are very close, but that`s a bit over the top!«

He could not say whether the strange sound coming from two gagged mouths in unison was relief or annoyance. He put his left under Isabelle`s back to ease her position and used his knife to cut her wrists free. He then let her sink to the ground, pushing her towards Samantha to minimize the pressure on their crotches. Then, he freed their necks and having done so, he said towards Samantha:

»Close your eyes and think of Jeanne d`Arc!«

Samantha cringed and reared up, accompanied by a muffled scream, as Mike had to pull on her tight crotch rope so he could cut it. He then left the panting girl to Akiko and Michiko who bent over her to further free her and turned towards Isabelle. When he approached her crotch with his knife, he grinned at her and said:

»This reminds me of the first time I set you free!«

»Mhm! Mph! Hhrrrmm!«, Isabelle responded as he cut the rope. Mike took her in his arms and brought his face close to hers.

»Were you trying to say ›Rot in Hell‹?«, he asked. Isabelle nodded weakly, trying to blink away her tears. Then, as he kissed her forehead, she once again moaned and he whispered into her ear:

»I would love to, but with all these people watching, including your sister?«

»Mhhmm?«

»I thought you were asking me to blow away the pain!«

Isabelle found enough strength to hit his shoulder and grinning, Mike unwound the tape from her mouth. Then, he first pulled Samantha`s thong from her mouth before he needed some more effort to free her from the panties stuffed deeply into her throat. Isabelle panted and then, she breathed:

»No more jokes – before you – kissed me!«

»Your wish is my order!«

Obviously, Isabelle wasn`t that exhausted, for she hungrily responded to his kiss and when their lips parted, four pairs of eyes were staring at them.

»You can get up now, the work is done!«, Akiko remarked. Indeed, they had not only tied up Guylène, but also freed Cordelia. The latter, provisionally clad in Guylène`s discarded robe, still felt a bit weak, but managed to stand on her own legs, aided by Michiko. Samantha had put on her thong, but still was topless whilst Michiko and Akiko were clad in their coats again.

Mike rose from the ground and then cradled Isabelle in his arms. She thought of protesting, but then decided to put her arms around his neck instead. Samantha pouted:

»He, where`s my knight to carry me?«

»Don`t look at me«, Akiko said, »the doctor forbade me heavy lifting!«

»How dare you, Crêpe!«

Then, Samantha suddenly stepped in front of Michiko and pointed at the front panel of her thong.

»One and for all: does that really mean ›Sweet and Sour Duck‹?«

A few moments later, everyone was laughing, except Guylène and Linh. To the Vietnamese, it felt like a stab to the heart that those who had defeated her already had the ability to laugh.

***

Six hours later, Mike stumbled out of the taxi that had brought him to the hotel »Rosselli«, one of the best hotels on Malta. He had chosen it because it was modern on the inside, but based on a 17th century palace. Now, however, he felt a bit misplaced in the hotel`s dignified lobby: in the mirror, he saw a man who needed a shave, had rings under his eyes and was wearing a shabby leather jacket to his dusty jeans. However, he knew that his bank account would make the clerk ignore his outer appearance.

At the parking lot, it had turned out that Michiko had dropped Tao and Vinh at the next hospital, only to then drive towards the place where her sister was at top speed. She had arrived just in time and Akiko was proud of her, though she hid it behind mocking her a little:

»Onee-san, you still made a fist around your thumb!«

Cordelia also got her share of credits for honking at the right moment when the women left the scene. Michiko was driving the van with Akiko and Cordelia sitting beside her whilst the Marceau sisters were in the load, since they still had only one warning vest for the two of them. They were on their way to Michiko`s flat where they would get showered and dressed before they would wait for Mike to call them.

He had stayed behind, promising to take care of Linh and Guylène. Isabelle, still the law-abiding Policewoman, had hesitated, but Mike had promised to her:

»I am not a murderer, but they will get an imprisonment that will fit their crimes!«

Once the girls had left, Mike turned towards the two trussed up women.

»Time to say Goodbye to that island!«

Among the things he had found at Caine`s hideout had been a bottle with a strong narcotic and now, he took a rag and chloroformed first Linh and then Guylène before taping their mouths and putting them into the car`s trunk. He didn`t want them to choke and so, he didn`t stuff their mouths.

Before driving off, he took another thing he had found at the criminal`s hideout: a small dose of meth. Mike knew about the dangers of such drugs, but he also knew that he was overtired and had to be alert for another few hours.

He then drove to the Ferry harbor where he had bought the Dacia some hours ago and took the first ferry to get to Comino where he drove close to the abandoned pig farm. Obviously, the police hadn`t yet interrogated Caine, for he found the place as they had left it.

He took his cell phone and once again phoned Monsieur Leblanc.

»I just wanted to tell you that I fulfilled my part of the deal! I will send you the location where you can pick up the present in two hours from now on!«

If Leblanc had done what he had told him, he now was somewhere in the South of Italy and would come by helicopter. Mike started his preparations and when he saw the approaching helicopter, he was already sitting in his car and left for the ferry harbor.

»What the-«

Leblanc stared out of the window of the helicopter. He could see the place Mike had described to him, but what caught his eyes was the big blue plastic box placed in the middle of the field. It looked as if it was packed like a parcel with some tension belts and on its top, a hook was fixed.

»Is this a Dixie toilet?«, the pilot asked. Leblanc looked at the box and nodded. Then, he laughed:

»British humor, I think! Well, just tie it to the helicopter and we will leave!«

The last sentence was addressed to his chauffeur, the third man aboard the helicopter. He was an ex-soldier who had no difficulties in tying the chain fixed to the chopper`s skids to the hook on top of the box whilst the pilot made the helicopter hover three yards above the ground. After only a minute, it gained height again, with the Dixie toilet dangling from the skids.

Mike had cleaned the box before putting Linh and Guylène in it, but that had been the only favor he had done to them. Both were tied the same way, their arms tied at wrists and elbows with their fingers taped whilst their legs were only tied at the ankles. Like that, the two women stood back to back in the tiny box. Mike had found a double plastic hook and greased it before shoving the rounded ends into the captives` rears. Then, he had tied a rope to the hook`s end and fixed it to the box`s roof, taking care that they had to stand on their toes. He then had tied a rope around both their waists and added a rope with several knots in it that had been fixed to both sides of the box at the height of the captives` breasts. This rope went through Guylène`s waist rope, bisected her crotch and then Linh`s before being threaded through Linh`s rope belt and then being tied off to the other wall. Once the box moved, the constant swaying and shaking caused an irritating massage to their rears, accompanied by a painful one to their clits and labia.

Not that any of them could do much of a complaining. Linh`s mouth had been stuffed with the pair of Isabelle`s panties that had previously gagged Samantha. Above, Mike had tied one of Guylène`s stockings so it cut into the corners of her mouth, only to tie a rag with a big knot in it above the gag. After he had hooded Linh with Michiko`s panties that he had plucked from Akiko`s mouth, he had completed the gag by 20 rounds of tape. Guylène was gagged the same way, chewing on another of Isabelle`s fullback panties whilst she was hooded with the panties that had gagged Cordelia before.

As a crowning touch, Mike had placed clothespins on their nipples before closing the door and arranging the tension belts. He watched the disappearing helicopter and smiled. A chopper transporting a Dixie toilet would definitely draw attention, but it would hardly cause someone to call the Police.

Once he had reached Malta, Mike left the car behind and took a taxi instead. Whilst he had a coffee and waited for it, he booked three suites at the hotel »Rosselli« and informed Isabelle via message about it. He sent a few more messages and also phoned his Swiss bank and then, he drove to Valetta, tired and excited at the same time.

At the reception, his tiredness felt like blown away when he asked for the room booked for Isabelle Marceau and the girl asked him:

»Are you a Mr. – Mike? Miss Marceau told me to give you that!«

It was a key card with her room number on it. So, two minutes later, Mike entered her room, his heart beating. As he entered the sleeping room, he stopped and smiled on the sight on the bed.

Had this been a movie, Isabelle would have waited either naked or in a silk negligee and surrounded by rose petals. Here, she was sleeping in a T-Shirt and panties and he could hear a faint snore. And yet, Mike had never seen something so lovely before.

»Wakey, Sleeping Beauty!«

He kissed her until she woke up and slung her arms around him. After a while, she asked:

»Did you – take care of them?«

Mike nodded and Isabelle knew that she should have said something about him breaking the law, but she felt nothing but relief. She raised her arms as Mike took off her T-Shirt and then lay back on the bed when he slowly peeled down her panties. She gasped when she felt his breath on her belly and then, he kissed the vanishing rope mark around her waist.

»Does it still hurt?«, he asked, placing a kiss a bit deeper, at the top of her pubic mound.

»Actually not«, she breathed. Mike pushed his hands under her buttocks, slightly lifting her.

»And I was just about to kiss the pain away!«

His warm breath sent tingles through her loins and she reached for his hair, caressing him.

»A-actually, th-tere`s still some pain. However, i-it`s a bit hard to locate!«

»I will see what I can do«, he answered and Isabelle sighed as his tongue brushed over her labia.

***

The two adjacent suites Mike had paid for were empty. Both Akiko and Samantha had been so exhausted that they had not even showered and had fallen asleep on Akiko`s bed. Michiko had tried to be a good host, but Cordelia had seen how strenuous it was for her and so, having taken a shower and dressed in some of Michiko`s clothes, she had left for her own hotel where she still had her belongings. She was also tired, but before she retired, she spontaneously sent a postcard to Dr. David Brough, a colleague at her faculty that had once or twice had asked her out. David was a charming, shy man and Cordelia had been hesitant about him. However, after her latest ordeals, perhaps, someone shy would be quite right.

»If he picks me up at the airport at Edinburgh, I will go out with him. And if he thinks of bringing flowers – well, we will see!«, she decided and blew a kiss on the postcard before putting it into the letter box.

***

»You may see him now, he`s awake!«, the nurse told Tao. She opened the door and looked at Vinh who was sitting upright in his hospital bed, his lower leg plastered and a bandage around his arm and shoulder. His smile, however, showed her that he wasn`t suffering.

»They say that I have to stay for two more nights«, he said after they had kissed. Tao then showed a stern expression and asked:

»When you were together with Mike – has there been more than just a partnership between the two of you?«

Vinh coughed as if he had swallowed the wrong way.

»What?«, he croaked. Tao smiled enigmatically.

»Because your friend Mike has given us one million Euro, to build our holiday resort!«

She showed her perplexed husband the bank account on her cell phone and Vinh gasped:

»Yippee Kay Yay, Motherfucker!«

Tao began to undo the buttons of her blouse.

»The nurse said we have one hour until the next visit. Just promise me not to yell Linh`s name!«

»I will yell Mike`s!«, Vinh promised and watched his wife strip.

***

Four days later, there was a tearful Goodbye at the airport, for not only Samantha and Isabelle left, but also Cordelia. Akiko knew that she would see at least Samantha again in a few weeks, but she felt a bit empty after she and Michiko had returned to the latter`s flat. To her surprise, Michiko later that day told her that she had a date with a colleague from the Japanese embassy.

»My Onee-san has got a date whilst I will stay at home! Tomorrow, the sun will rise in the West!«

She looked at Michiko who sported a white blouse and a black pleated skirt for her date, looking as conservative as ever.

»Well, some things never change!«

Michiko shrugged and spun around. Her skirt whirled, revealing she was wearing gartered stockings and a lacy thong.

»Close your mouth, or flies will get in!«, Michiko told her perplexed sister and placed a kiss on Akiko`s cheek. When she pranced away, Akiko shook her head in disbelief.

»If by tomorrow morning, two suns will rise in the West, I will not be surprised!«

***

»I will go – playing a bit! See you later!«, Guylène purred. Leblanc smiled, looking after his ex-wife, who, clad only in high heels and gartered stockings, went towards the cellar where Linh was strapped to a rack, gagged and blindfolded. In her left, she held a vibrator whilst her right was swinging a fly swatter.

He grinned. He had been forced to pay 60 million to that bastard Mike, but so far, he hadn`t regretted it: he loved to watch how imaginative Guylène was in torturing Linh and even if he didn`t watch her or participate in these kinky games, the way she returned from the cellar, heated up, rewarded him for the wait with yet another unforgettable night.

The icing on the cake, however, was something he hadn`t told Guylène yet: in a few days, he would have her and Linh change places for a while, so that the games would not become too boring.

»Worth every Cent!«, he thought and sipped from his Whiskey.

The End