The Little Death 17

Luana knew she had some reason to be proud, but she felt just completely worn out, physically and psychologically. She hung in her iron bonds and needed all her remaining strength to keep enough tension so her throat didn`t press against the band around her neck and she could breathe.

She had managed to fight her body`s needs – for exactly 90 minutes and one second. Luana had tried everything she knew to stop or at least delay her growing arousal, driven higher and higher by Lan`s teasing with the toothbrush and the tracing wheel. She had tried to imagine the most unerotic things, thought of her family, used up all her physical resources to the limit. In the end, she had focused on the clock that counted down the seconds agonizingly slow.

The display had finally showed four red zeros and that had been the moment when all dams had broken. Lan had stepped back, watching the writhing, twitching and gasping bundle in front of her. It seemed that her body wanted a compensation for the long delay Luana had forced on herself and so, her orgasm had been stronger and longer than anything she had experienced before.

Obviously, she had swooned, for when she opened her eyes, she saw Lan plucking the probes from her body. When she reached into her panties, Lan mockingly whistled through her teeth.

»Ouch, you are still steaming hot!«

Since Luana was unable to even raise her head, Lan grabbed her scalp and forced her to look at her. The torturer`s smile was surprisingly friendly.

»You did it, Luana! You saved your family!«

She kept looking at Luana until the exhausted woman`s eyes filled with tears of both relief and humiliation. Then, she took a small knife and cut the elastic bands of Luana`s panties. She cut them away and put the sopping cloth on the desk, beside the laptop. Then, she approached Luana again.

»Don`t you think you have earned yourself a reward?«

»MMhhmmff! Nnnnggg!«

Weakly, she had shaken her head, but Lan had begun to caress her again. This time, she had used her hands and mouth and soon, Luana had reacted. Lan`s fingers slid into her and she was moaning and squirming as her torturer moved her hand back and forth.

»I could move a little faster, and also with some more pressure, isn`t it?«

Again, Lan forced her to look at her and though her cheeks were aflame from embarrassment, she could not deny that Lan had read her thoughts. She tried to wriggle her pelvis to intensify the touches, but Lan just withdrew a little and her fingers moved a bit slower.

»Do you want me to finish it?«

Lan thrust forward and then squirmed her fingers when pulling back. Luana shivered and groaned, but Lan didn`t repeat the move.

»Do you want it, Luana?«

Her thumb pressed on Luana`s clit and moved in small circles. The girl mewed and when another wave rushed through her intimate regions, she no longer could resist and nodded. Lan smiled sardonically.

»So, you are a slut? A wanton slut?«

Again, her fingers squirmed and Luana could not hold it back any longer. She whimpered and nodded as heavy as the ring around her neck allowed.

»I always knew!«

Lan`s hand pushed forward and this time, she didn`t stop. She still forced Luana to look at her and every time she thrust inside her, she hissed an insult of which »slut« and »whore« were among the nicer ones. Luana didn`t care, as long as Lan didn`t stop.

This time, the climax wasn`t as heavy as the last, but it seemed that Lan had tickled the last remnants of arousal out of her victim. Luana felt relieved when her body had stopped to spasm, but at the same time, she was tired and sore and it seemed to her that her body was weighing a ton.

As the minutes had passed and whilst Lan had cleaned and stowed her utensils, Luana had more and more realized what she had done. Of course, she had suffered to save her family and somehow, she even trusted Lan to keep her word, but all she could think was that the other woman had triumphed over her.

»I am a slut! There is no excuse but that for the second time she-«

The door was opened and Bao entered, followed by Kang, Feng and Greg. It had been Ingrid who had called them in and though they had already witnessed some of their employers` cruelties, they now could not help feeling overwhelmed by the sight and fragrance that hit them.

»You still need me?«, Lan asked Ingrid and the blonde shook her head, smiling knowingly.

»No, thank you! You may return to – whatever you want to do now!«

She knew that Lan would now show her skills on the little Policewoman and Ingrid doubted that the Chinese government would approve her being a lesbian. Perhaps, if she once needed some leverage against her, she would remind Lan of that.

Once the Chinese woman had left, Ingrid pointed at Sophia. She looked little better than Luana, hanging in her bonds and glistering with sweat and other fluids. Ingrid had removed the probes and also cut off the bustier and the totally sodden pantyhose. Now, she ordered:

»I have to evaluate the computer data, but since we will soon leave this place, you have to take care of my Guinea Pigs – I mean colleagues!«

She smiled as if she had accidentally misspelled. Then, she pointed at Sophia.

»She needs to be washed.  However, it may be that she`s still on a considerably high plateau. So, you may play with her, but not bring it to an end. I have some plans for her!«

She then waved Greg towards her and pointed at Luana and gave some orders to him, too. The expression on his face showed that he would have appreciated to join the others in their game with Sophia, but Ingrid just clapped her hands and shooed them to get started whilst she sat down behind the laptops.

Sophia felt like an exploded bomb, but at the same time, she was still having some electric energy inside her. It was as if there were little sparks all over her body, only waiting for a signal to reunite and grow to another big fire. She had hung in her bonds, concentrating on breathing and coping with the amazing and terrifying experience on having climaxed without direct stimulation. So, she twitched with surprise when the three Chinese men approached her.

The men had rolled back their sleeves and they had to squeeze a bit so all could reach the tied up woman. Bao had prepared a bucket with water so hot it was just tolerable as he touched Sophia with a wash mitt. As a contrast, Kang used ice cold water and Feng had a rough peeling mitt with which he rubbed over her skin. To Sophia, the combination of a little too hot, a little too cold and a little too rough caused a mélange of irritation that sent shivers through her body. Shivers that seemed to spark what was left of erotic sensitivity in her, despite her hefty orgasm.

Ingrid smiled as she heard Sophia`s increasing sighs and moans. She forced herself to concentrate on her evaluation, for after work was done, the fun part would begin.

Greg also overheard the sounds coming from the helplessly writhing Sophia, though he couldn`t see much of her because of the three men surrounding her. He glanced at Luana whom he considered also very attractive, though in his opinion, both she and the little French doctor were too small and too less endowed in the chest area.

He knew that Ingrid knew that he had an eye on her and thus playing with his feelings. But at least, he got paid well. So, he would once again do the least pleasing job.

Greg had also brought a bucket with him, but he just poured its content over Luana`s head. The girl gasped as the ice cold water hit her and when she stood there, shivering and dripping all over, her chest was heaving. The man grinned and took out his cordless screwdriver.

Luana, rudely brought back to life by the cold shower, oppressed the urge to kick him when he freed her ankles and then removed her shoes, the only item she still was wearing. She knew that with her wrists and neck still trapped, she had no chance of escaping and if the man would get angry, she would just have to suffer more.

With a zip tie, he tied her big toes together. It hurt a bit, but Luana also felt a slight relief of finally being able to keep her legs together. She even allowed herself a deep breath as Greg now removed the iron ring around her neck, but then, she saw him take another, longer cable binder.

»Nnngg!«

Ignoring her protests, he slung the yip tie around her neck and tightened it till it was snug, though Luana still could breathe. Then, the man unscrewed her wrist bonds. Exhausted and with her toes tied, she lost balance and quite unceremoniously sank to Greg`s feet. He bent over her, grabbed her arm and forced her onto her belly. As Luana turned around, she saw him put another small zip tie into his mouth before he took her other arm, too.

She knew what he had in mind, but she could not fight it. Greg forced her to cross her wrists at her nape and then, he roughly pushed her hair away so he could reach the cable binder around her neck. Luana felt him thread the small zip tie through it and then, he maneuvered her hands until her thumbs crossed. The concrete rubbed against her naked breasts as she had to arch back her shoulders, but finally, Greg had managed to tie her thumbs together. It was an inconvenient position and Luana was dismayed how so little restraint could truss her up so effectively. Her eight free fingers were useless to her, fluttering at the back of her head, and when she tried to lower her arms, she would choke herself. In addition, the toe tie would prevent her from walking, let alone running.

She was pulled to her feet and Greg grabbed her upper arm. He prevented her from toppling over, but she had to hop beside him as he brought her to Ingrid.

»Thank you, Greg, you may retire now!«

For a moment, the bulky man looked down on the blonde who was looking at some rows of numbers. Then, he withdrew with a grunt.

Luana could also see the numbers and to her, it told the whole story: how in her case, for a long while the level of arousal had remained at a relatively high level, followed by a peak and a quick decrease afterwards. To a scientist, it told the story of a woman trying to hold back her orgasm as long as possible, only to then explode even heftier, as a video would have done.

A loud groan could be heard from Sophia and Luana looked over to her. Still, the three men were busy washing and massaging her, though the main purpose sure wasn`t to clean her up. They had taken her shoes, too, and now, one was washing her left foot with hot water whilst the right one would get the icy one. The washing mitts brushing over her bare soles and between her toes seemed to trigger the poor girl`s ticklishness, but she also seemed occupied by the third man who was rubbing over Sophia`s breasts with the rough mitten. Her skin looked slightly reddened from the procedure, but Luana could also see that her nipples were hard and erect and that her moaning, writhing and panting showed that the treatment had quite an effect on her. In fact, she could hear Sophia plead through her gag that the men should finally get her over the brink.

»Tada!«

Ingrid clicked on »save data«, closed the program and leaned back. Playfully, she slapped Luana`s buttocks.

»Seems like our friend is no longer into men. She reacted quite lovely when I had my way with her!«

Luana glanced at the blonde who, though sitting, was almost at her height. She forced herself not to show her pity for Sophia. After all, pretending that she and Sophia despised each other was perhaps their only chance that they would ever get a chance of escaping.

»You, however, seem to have cooled down already.«

Ingrid brushed over Luana`s belly as she painted a question mark with her index finger. To set the point, she poked her nail slightly into her victim`s clit. Luana stared daggers at her, but managed not to twitch.

»Anyway, Lan told me that you love to play games. So, tonight will be your lucky day!«

She rose from her chair, getting so close her breasts touched Luana`s throat.  The Taiwanese felt her own thrust out boobs tickled by the other`s top and she wanted to shy back, but knew that with her tied toes, she had only three options of which none was appealing: she could either hop, causing her breasts to bounce up and down, or try to shuffle backwards, causing them to bounce left and right. Or, she could stagger and land on her backside.

Ingrid was wearing a colored scarf she now loosened. Then, she slung it around Luana`s neck and used it as a leash. Luana had no other choice as to hop behind Ingrid when the blonde approached the three men and ordered them to step back. A bit reluctantly, they withdrew from their victim and now, Luana had to bite down hard on her gag not to gasp. Sophia`s body seemed so hot that she wondered the water on her skin wasn`t evaporating. There was a wild expression in her eyes, her nipples seemed to be hard as rocks and her clit and labia not only were swollen, it looked as if they were slightly trembling, pleading for relief.

»Seems she`s happy to see her playmate!«

Luana, reminding her role, shied back slightly, but one of the men grabbed her arm. Ingrid giggled and approached Sophia.

»Don`t worry, dear. Soon, Luana will soon play with you and then, I will have some fun with both of you. And to get you acquired to the taste-«

She gave an order to ungag Sophia and hasted away. Luana saw her het to the desk and pick something whilst Bao unbuckled Sophia`s gag. The woman drooled over her chest, unable to form words or to keep her head up.

Ingrid brought a plastic bag, but in her other hand, she was holding the still dripping wet thong Luana had been wearing. She allowed the three men to pass it around and inspect them, also holding them under Luana`s nose. The scent was indeed still strong and Luana could not help blushing from embarrassment. Sophia croaked something and Ingrid spun around, plucking the thong from Kang`s hand.

»Sorry, I know they are meant for you!«

Sophia moaned and chortled, but was unable to really fight it when Ingrid stuffed the sodden panties deep into her mouth. Luana gulped at the mere thought and felt guilty, though it wasn`t her fault that Sophia had to endure her taste.

With two fingers in Sophia`s mouth to keep the panties in, Ingrid turned towards the men:

»Feng, a hand, please!«

Taking the order literally, the man pushed his fingers into Sophia`s mouth and Ingrid now reached under her skirt. Somehow, she managed to peel down her own panties without exposing herself. Luana would have expected her to wear thongs, but the pale pink panties were plain cotton ones. A wet spot however gave proof that Ingrid`s thoughts had been less innocent when wearing them.

She thoroughly stuffed these into Sophia`s mouth, too, causing her cheeks to bulge. Again, Feng had to assist her. The man finally forced Sophia to close her jaws, biting down hard on the massive gag, whilst Ingrid secured it with some 20 rounds of black duct tape. Then, she approached Luana and took the scarf that still hung loosely around the Taiwanese`s neck.

»Aren`t you dreaming of a wasp waist like Luana?«

Actually, Luana was just petite and had trimmed belly muscles. Besides, Sophia wasn`t fat, she just had a softer belly than Luana. Ingrid doubled the long scarf, slung it around Sophia`s waist and threaded the ends through the noose. Then, she pulled until there was no slack, causing her victim to groan.

»Don`t complain, or I will use wire instead!«

She brought the knot behind Sophia`s back and as she reached between the brunette`s legs, Luana knew what would happen next. She had endured a crotch rope before and compared to Lan`s tight thin ropes, this was lenient in comparison. However, she was amazed by another detail: as Ingrid pushed the ends through the scarf belt and pulled, the cloth immediately slid between Sophia`s labia, indicating how wet she was.

A few times, Ingrid pulled on the ends and let them go, so Sophia wriggled her hips and moaned with helpless anticipation. Then, she ordered:

»Get me the other one!«

Luana didn`t have to fake her disgust. She squirmed and bucked and it took two men to wrestle her down, but in the end, they forced her to kneel between Sophia`s legs, her toes touching the wall. Kang forced her upper body up and backwards and Luana could feel hot, damp skin and something slightly rough and soft she identified as Sophia`s pubic mound. Again, she tried to break free, but whilst the two men forced her to keep her position, Ingrid tied the ends of the scarf to the zip tie that bound Luana`s thumbs.

»Now, wriggle all you want, Luana! I am sure Sophia will appreciate!«

»Oouuhhmmm! Uuuhhmmm!«

»That`s right!«, Ingrid purred and reached for the duct tape roll. She handed it to Bao and pranced to the desk again whilst Feng loosened the buckle of Luana`s gag.

She knew what Ingrid had in mind before she saw it, but again, she stood no chance. At the very moment Feng pulled the rubber ball from her mouth, he pinched her mouth shut with his other hand. At the same time, Ingrid began to stuff Sophia`s torn pantyhose into her mouth. Luana groaned and Ingrid giggled:

»What is it, Luana? Has Sophia not washed her feet, are you allergic to Nylon – or didn`t you know that your playmate is capable of female ejaculation?«

»Glllggg!«

When she had stuffed the pantyhose deep into Luana`s mouth, Feng forced her jaw up and then, she was also gagged with 20 rounds of duct tape. Ingrid then sent the men away and stepped in front of the two naked captives.

»I will now have something to eat, get a shower and then put on something more convenient. However, you may start playing without me! I am sure that when I come back, I can find something to keep you entertained for a while!«

***

»The best way to enjoy Champaign!«

Sistine just blinked at Lan, but there was no need for her to answer. She was afraid that some of the Champaign had just seeped into the mattress, but some of it had poured over her middle and the cold pricking liquid, together with Lan`s hot, restless tongue, had not needed long to make the girl reach the peak.

Lan now playfully waved her finger in front of the sweaty, panting Sistine`s face.

»Though my chalice was a bit unruly!«

Sistine let out a faint chortle as she giggled. Indeed, though tightly bound hand and foot, she had rubbed her slippery flesh all over Lan`s face when she had climaxed. The Chinese now held the half empty bottle to her.

»Do you want some, too?«

She nodded and Lan sat astride her chest. She strained her thigh muscles so not all her weight rested on Sistine`s breasts, but the girl could only stare at the other woman`s middle. Even through the scarf tied over her nose, she could smell her fragrance.

Lan bent forward and untied said cloth. The scent intensified and Sistine`s breasts pressed harder against Lan`s buttocks as she panted more heavily. The Chinese untied the second scarf and then, she brushed over Sistine`s lips. The girl sighed and slightly raised her head, waiting for Lan to untie the scarf cleaving her lips and to pull the sodden panties from her mouth.

However, Lan put her left hand under the back of Sistine`s head and wriggled forward, so her face was now coming closer and closer to Lan`s lap.

»Mhhmm?«

»You sure don`t want just ordinary, luke-warm Champaign?«

Lan pushed herself even closer. Now, Sistine`s lower lip touched the other`s labia. The Chinese took the bottle and poured the Champaign over her breasts, sighing long and deeply. Sistine tried to shake her head, but Lan`s grip tightened and now, the Champaign flooded over her pubic mound and into Sistine`s gagged mouth.

She had no other choice than to suck the Champaign through Lan`s used panties that filled her mouth. First, she retched, but then, her movements became less frantic. As soon as she calmed down, Lan`s grip at the back of her head became more loose, but at the same time, she began to move her hips back and forth and panted. When the bottle was empty, Sistine let out a faint moan of disappointment. Lan dismounted her and cuddled against her. Then, she undid the scarf and plucked the sodden panties from the girl`s mouth.

They kissed and again, Sistine was overwhelmed by Lan`s hunger that nevertheless never turned into rudeness. Then, she withdrew and whispered:

»I would love to lick the last drops from your body, but how about a shower for the two of us instead?«

Only when they were both inside the tiny cubicle, covered with foam and hot water, Sistine realized that, for the first time since her kidnapping, she was neither bound nor gagged.

»Seems she trusts me now«, she thought and slung her arms around her companion.

***

Mike, who had offered to prepare some coffee, noticed a strange dynamic between Isabelle and Lioba. After the short embrace, both had told him that there were indeed severe things going on and so, he had proposed to start by briefing him.

Now, both were sitting on the couch Isabelle had quickly freed from her stuff by simply throwing it to the ground. The sofa was rather small, but both left a considerable gap between them, though they obviously expected him to sit on the chair opposite to them.

»So, none of them wants the other to sit beside me!«

Mike placed three mugs on a tray and balanced it over to them where he sat down. Then, he handed a mug to Isabelle.

»Milk and a little sugar. Black with sugar for you«, he added, handing the second mug to Lioba who took it with slightly trembling hands. He noticed her quite uncommon nervousness and also the glance in Isabelle`s eyes as he knew how Lioba liked her coffee after all these years.

»And Milk, no sugar for me!«

Isabelle started her report, but after a while, she noticed that Mike looked distracted.

»He only has eyes for the Carpathian Bitch!«, she thought angrily, but she also had to admit that Lioba behaved – strange. Despite the coolness she had shown even when she had been naked, bound and gagged, she now looked confused. She shifted nervously on her seat, obviously not sure how to cross her legs for she changed it every few seconds. In addition, she was breathing heavily and showed a strained expression.

»For God`s sake, if you have to use the bathroom, just go! And if you need to smoke, go for it! I will not die from having to open the window for you!«

Lioba sighed faintly and shook her head and now, Isabelle noticed another detail: the thin cloth of her dress and her bra could not hide that her nipples were hard and erect and also, her cheeks had slightly reddened.

»Is she really turned on just by his presence?«

»I-it`s the – the pill!«, Lioba croaked and suddenly, Isabelle understood.

»D-do you think a cold shower will do?«

Lioba shook her head and suddenly, she jumped up and hasted for the bathroom door. Mike wanted to get up, but Isabelle darted forward and grabbed his shoulders.

»If you help her now, I will rip off your dick and flush it down the toilet!«

»Again, a little context would be nice«, Mike replied and also took her shoulders, though much more tenderly than her.

In quick words, Isabelle told him about the aphrodisiac the gangsters had placed inside Lioba`s panties before gagging her with them.

»They- they had cut the fresh ones and so, she had to put them on again! And now-«

Mike looked over her shoulders at the bathroom door behind which now a faint sigh could be heard. He felt Isabelle press harder against him.

»She can do fine without us – especially without you!«

As on keyword, another sigh could be heard. Mike raised an eyebrow.

»Are you speaking from experience in doing without me?«

The comment took Isabelle off-guard and since he stopped trying to get up and Isabelle still pressed against him, she staggered and landed in his arms. She squirmed, but not to eagerly, and fumed:

»I can do very good without you!«

»Really? With these small hands of yours?«

Isabelle stiffened and stared at him. She tried to look angry, but her lips trembled slightly. Mike looked at her and said with a moony voice:

»You look so cute if you are trying to look angry and the corners of your mouth refuse to go down!«

Isabelle snorted.

»At least, my mouth kept away from my ex!«

For a few seconds, they stared at each other. Mike wasn`t sure whether he should kiss her or if this would ruin the slight détente between them. Suddenly, Isabelle looked at the bathroom door.

»What the hell is taking her so long?«

»I told you that the shower curtain`s ugly!«

 Isabelle`s chuckle was a bit forced, but Mike felt that she was giving up her resistance and so, he added:

»Will you send her to the parking lot for the cigarette afterwards or will she be allowed the balcony?«

Again, Isabelle`s lips trembled and finally, she burst out giggling. She hit his arm and hissed:

»You are a terrible person! This isn`t funny!«

»You are right! Self-defection should always be done with the necessary seriousness!«

Isabelle buried her face on his chest to stifle her laughter. Laughing together with Lioba had felt good, but now, letting the tension go whilst Mike held her in his arms was such a relief. She felt tears come up and she quickly wriggled herself free.

»I`ll better get her a fresh pair of panties!«

She had just returned from her sleeping room when the toilet flush could be heard. A few moments later, the bathroom door opened and Lioba stepped out. She had to lean on the door frame and her face still was slightly reddened. She looked at the two and forced a weak smile on her face.

»Sorry!«, she breathed.

In her hands, she held something white. Lioba staggered towards the couch and put it into her handbag. Without a word, Isabelle reached her a pair of white silk panties with a narrow lace trimming. Then, she grabbed Mike`s arm and pulled him with her to the balcony so Lioba could put on her new underwear unseen.

»Stop staring at me!«

»You are the only thing keeping me from turning my head and turn into stone!«

»Turn your head and I will throw you off the balcony before you have even time to petrify!«

The balcony barely had enough room for two people to stand, but suddenly, Lioba pushed between them, a cigarette between her lips. The sight caused Isabelle to giggle and Mike also grinned. Lioba lit the cigarette and inhaled.

»Glad I entertained you!«, she pouted.

»I thought you were – entertaining yourself!«, Mike replied smiling and suddenly, Lioba also had to giggle.

»At least, my hand didn`t ask me whether it was good!«

This time, it was Mike`s laughter that sounded a bit forced. Isabelle then clapped her hands.

»Now, we should maybe start scraping together the little evidence we have!«

Before he followed the girls inside, Mike had a last look on Marseille. There were other buildings blocking his sight, but he could see a glimpse of the Mediterranean. Behind these buildings, some mile off the coast, was Chateau d`If, the place where perhaps another, even bigger problem was waiting for him.

»Yesterday, I was wishing to see Belle again! I wonder if the entity that has fulfilled my wish is good or evil!«

He looked at the backs of the two redheads that now stood side by side in front of Isabelle`s answering machine. Shaking his head slowly, Mike joined them.

***