Where Fox and Hare say Goodnight 17

When Ravi handed the phone to Mike, he had a suspicion who could be on the other side of the line. He switched on the loudspeaker and then, he said:

»Colleen, I presume?«

»Ah, the Limey whom I gave a black eye! Well, I was just tying up some wrists when I saw this number and got curious!«

Either, it was the microphone of the phone, or her voice did indeed sound a bid hard. Ravi balled his fist at her words, but Mike asked:

»Now that we know about who we are, is there anything you want to talk about?«

»How about some negotiations? As you may have concluded, I have something you want. What do you have to offer in return?«

Mike ostentatiously scratched his bristly chin close to the phone.

»How about us having done your work? I think the Russians will look for somewhere else to establish a new listening post.«

It seemed that Colleen was considering this, but then, she replied:

»So, what happened to the agents?«

As an answer, Mike took a photo of the three gagged and hogtied Russians and sent it to Colleen. She then said:

»Well, pics are nice, but I prefer having the original. So, how about a swap?«

After what they had done to Isabelle and the others, Mike had no problems in condemning the three agents to some interrogations by the CIA. He asked for a proof that Linnea was well and alive, too.

»When I last saw her, she was. I will call you again in three hours, to tell you where we shall meet! Get the Russians ready for transport!«

The line went dead, and Mike shook his head.

»She didn`t even say Goodbye! Those impolite Yanks!«

Ravi, fighting to keep himself under control, now grabbed his shoulder.

»So what, Ozzy? Do you have a plan? What about Linnea?«

Mike removed his friend`s hand.

»Well, you heard the Lady: we have to get the Russians ready for transport!«

»Fuck, that`s your plan? Do what the bitch orders?«

Mike took a deep breath and looked at the others, to ensure everyone was listening to him.

»Our problem is that if we are all dead, she still has Lenya and it would be just a collateral damage. I don`t know if she has the equipment to track this phone, but if so, I don`t want to stay here and find out whether she can persuade her comrades to bomb the place!«

»But where do you want to go? And besides, some of us are a bit underdressed!«, Isabelle now remarked. Whilst she was sporting a combination of her still damp panties and the pullover borrowed from Mike, the other girls were in a similar state of undress. Mike lit a cigarette.

»I think we will start by going back to the abandoned post. Maybe, we find some hints, and in addition, we have to look what Colleen has done to Mailin and Kristin. Anyway, there is another problem: the sleigh can`t pull more than four people, plus the driver, and Billy`s the only one who can handle it well. So, it will be just me and the Russians to go to the lion`s den!«

Of course, this caused a range of reactions: Billy just nodded, whilst Bishop kept his thoughts to himself. David seemed more than disappointed to play no further role, though he in addition was handicapped by his leg. Ravi insisted that he wanted to participate in freeing Linnea and the women also wanted to have a few answers. So, Mike finally ordered them to be quiet.

»Now, let`s work on some solutions, one by one! Ravi, you and Billy get up to the barrack and fetch whatever clothes you find! Don`t forget we need boots, too!«

Again, Ravi wanted to protest, but at the end, he followed Billy outside. Mike then turned towards Bishop:

»Commodore, once the Ladies are decent, I hope you can figure out to organize a car, get everyone to the airport and make sure that the jet will be ready for when Billy and I return, hopefully with Linnea!«

Bishop nodded. He knew that Mike`s order implied that he should get the group to safety if Mike and Billy didn`t make it. They exchanged a short look and then, he asked:

»How long do you think you`ll need?«

Mike shrugged and looked at his watch.

»Now, it`s close to 12 am. Damn, this Polar night is confusing! So, how about midnight? It`s a nice and dramatic deadline!«

Again, there was a subtext in his words: if he and Billy weren`t at the airport ad midnight, they should take the jet and leave.

Now, Billy and Ravi returned, loaded with some plastic bags.

»There are more than enough boots and socks, but they seem to have cut all your clothes to shreds! All we got is their ski suits, and some blankets!«

Mike nodded.

»All right, Colleen said nothing that she insists on the Russian agents to be dressed!«

Again, Billy and Ravi were sent out, to fetch the sleigh. Billy grumbled something about missing the strip show when Veronique got up.

»I have to give you back your coat anyway! Maybe, the memory will help you to keep warm!«

She slowly took of the coat and handed it to Billy, allowing him to admire her buxom forms, clad only in her panties. Billy grinned and Bishop cleared his throat.

»Allow me, Miss!«

He handed one of the ski suits to Veronique and helped her to get into it whilst Isabelle and Lalita took the other two. When she had closed the zipper and was tying the shoelaces of her boots, the tight suit span around her ample chest and hips. Lioba chuckled.

»If we are all quiet now, we can hear the seams ache!«

Veronique rose and put her hands on her hips. Before she could say something, Lioba added:

»Don`t pant! For God`s sake, don`t pant!«

For some second, Veronique managed to keep up an angry expression, but then, she also giggled.

»This isn`t over, Beanstalk!«

Meanwhile, Mike had freed the Russians whilst David had taken the rifle and watched them at gunpoint. Reluctantly, the three agents, still gagged, then took off their boots, followed by their blouses and trousers. Mike insisted on them removing their socks, pantyhose and T-Shirts, too, reducing them to bras and panties. The clothes were then handed to Cordelia, Lioba and Samantha. Mike let his eyes wander over the three women in their underwear and ordered:

»Now, off with the bras!«

Since these were obviously not meant for the other women, the Russians hesitated, but Mike added:

»Don`t mind me, I am barely looking!«

He was indeed preparing some ropes, but of course, he also had an eye for the three pairs of heaving boobs whose nipples were hardening in the cold air almost immediately. He made them fold their heads on the tops of their heads and then, he stepped in front of Olesya.

»After all, this is still my stag night!«

Olesya fumed in helpless rage as he hooked his thumbs into her panties` waistband and peeled them down her legs. Isabelle stepped beside him. She couldn`t help enjoying how these mean women were humiliated.

»What`s so great about pulling down panties?«

»Only one way to find out, sweet Belle!«

Isabelle took off Nastja`s panties, cringing her nose as her head was close to the Russian`s pubic area.

»The scent of the Taiga?«, she asked mockingly, feeling a blissful tingle all over her as Nastja`s cheeks reddened. Mike chuckled.

»Remind me of finding out which fragrance of France you are resembling!«

Isabelle brushed over his cheek with her index finger.

»If you ever want to get even close to my nether regions, you better say ›Chanel No. 5‹ instead of ›Munster Cheese‹!«

They kissed. Then, since only one Russian was left, they peeled down Milena`s panties together, kissing once again right in front of the Russian Captain`s pubic mound.

Mike forced the three naked, slightly shivering girls to wait for Billy and Ravi to return. Then, they tied up the three agents in the way Mike, who took care of Milena, showed them: using two ropes, he tied her left wrist to her right elbow and vice versa. Then, the ropes were pulled over her shoulders and crossed between her breasts where he tied a knot. He then threaded the ends over her folded arms, pulled the slack out so the ropes slightly lifted her breasts, and tied a second knot at the small of her back.

»Now, close your eyes and think of Uncle Vladimir!«

He pulled the ropes between her legs and then threaded them over the knot between Milena`s breasts. Then, he pulled the slack out. Milena groaned and squirmed.

»Sorry, you are right, I am  a little forgetful sometimes!«

He loosened the ropes, only to tie yet another knot before putting them back in place again. Then, he once again tightened them. Mike didn`t yank brute force, but in the end, the ropes had disappeared between Milena`s buttocks and labia, and the third knot was resting directly over her clit. Only now, he tied the ropes off. Milena`s chest was heaving from her trying to cope with the inconvenient rope that became painful if she tried to struggle.

He controlled his friends` work, then, they put woollen socks on each girl`s feet before tying their legs at the ankles and above and below the knees. A zip tie around the big toes was added, and then, they wrapped their captives in blankets, covering them from neck to ankles. These blankets were tied in place by four ropes each: one above, one below the breasts, one at the waist and one at their knees. Mike then said:

»We are almost ready to go! Just for a few more things!«

He picked up Nastja`s panties, balled them up and loosened the scarf tied between Milena`s lips. She was gagged with one of Cordelia´s panties that had gagged Isabelle. Mike crammed the second pair into her mouth before he tightly reapplied the scarf. Milena grunted, but he secured the gag by some tape strips and a vet wrap bandage before pulling the tight black hood over her head.

Ravi and Billy carried her to the sleigh waiting in front of the door, whilst Mike gagged and hooded Nastja the same way, adding Olesya`s panties to the ones of Isabelle she already was chewing on. Finally, Olesya got the same treatment. In her case, she then was gagged with both one of Lalita`s and Milena`s panties.

Once Ravi and Billy were stowing the last Russian, Mike put his sweater back on. Then, he took the rifle from David and put it over his shoulder. He then handed one of the guns to Billy and put the other into his belt when Isabelle stepped forward.

»You told me that at school, Maths wasn`t your strong suit – so, I did some calculation instead!«

She waited until she had his full attention. Then, she added:

»The sleigh can pull four men, plus the driver. However, these Russians are all weighing less than a grown man – so, I think there is room for an additional – 115 lbs?«

Mike looked at her in her tight ski suit that showed all too well which 115 lbs she was referring to. He shook his head, but before he could say something, Isabelle insisted:

»As a Policewoman, I know that going into such a situation without a good backup is an unnecessary risk!«

»But-«

»No ›buts‹, Mike! You said that if there was more room on the sleigh, you would have taken Ravi with you! And instead of him, I can handle a gun!«

Mike had to admit that this was true, so he tried to fire another arrow:

»I want you to be save, Belle! If you forgot, we want to marry in a few days!«

Isabelle cocked her head and slightly changed her position, so the ski suit emphasized her figure even more.

»My dear White Knight, whom do you think I shall marry if you get killed because you were lacking a solid backup?«

Mike raised his arms in a gesture of capitulation.

»Damn burdock!«

»Love you too!«

They kissed. Then, they held the Goodbye ceremony short. Isabelle hugged her sister a bit longer than the others, whilst Mike shook hands, except for Ravi whom he hugged.

»If possible, I won`t stare too much at Linnea! From midnight on, she`s all yours!«

Ravi forced a grin on his face.

»Being of dark complexion myself, I might say: kick some brown ass!«

Bishop and Mike saluted to each other.

»Commodore!«

»Captain!«

Two minutes later, the sleigh, once again depraved of its bells, started. The three cocooned Russians had to share one bench whilst Isabelle had draped herself half over Mike on the other. A blanket protected them from the cold air.

Mike`s hand felt over Isabelle`s ski suit and plucked on the zipper at her throat. She let out an oppressed hiss when he pushed his cold hand inside the suit.

»Aaaahh, cooold! Did you forget I am naked underneath?«

»Really? Oh yes, now, I can feel it!«

His hand cupped her breast and Isabelle sighed and cuddled closer.

»You bad person! They are meant for feeding our children! And you are abusing them either as stress balls or to warm your hands!«

»Maybe, I`ll have to use my gun soon! Then, I need my fingers warm and flexible!«

He pinched her nipple and Isabelle gasped. Then, with a hoarse voice, she breathed:

»Isn`t that your left hand?«

»Oops, silly me!«, Mike whispered and kissed her whilst he pushed his other hand inside her ski suit, too.

***

Blindfolded as she was, Mailin`s other senses were sharpened, but what was echoing through her ears was not the combined panting and breathing of her and Kristin, their occasional moaning and sighing, or the faint rustling of their bare skin on the rubber of the walls of their prison, but a melody: it was »Bittersweet Symphony«, one of The Verve`s greatest hits.

Mailin didn`t even know the lyrics, but somehow, the word »bittersweet« seemed to be dominating her world. The air in the tiny room, now stale from their sweat and filtered by the used pantyhose covering her nose, was smelling from the mixture of sweat and perfume; whenever Mailin was forced to swallow, her saliva tasted bitter, for she was gagged with a pair of panties – but at the same time, they tasted of Lenya – sweet, sweet Lenya! Lenya, who had been kidnapped by the Black, who had showed Mailin levels of sweetness she had never experienced before – and which she would perhaps never experience again.

She shifted her position, causing the crotch rope to tighten as she moved her hips. In her lap, Kristin grinded over Mailin`s pubic mound as she turned her head. Mailin felt the other`s head brush over her tummy, remembered how Lenya had caressed her there, and she sighed.

They also were tied together at their feet, which had turned out to be the biggest problem. Colleen had taped her own egg vibrator between their soles, and from time to time, at random intervals, the damn toy came to life. It was as if the vibrator wanted to play with them, for it always started with a slight buzzing, teasing their sensitive soles. Mailin had felt Kristin stiffen; then, she had twitched slightly and tried to keep control over her accelerating breath. The also ticklish Mailin had done the same, but sooner or later, the vibrating egg had increased its speed, and sooner or later, rather sooner, one of them hadn`t been able to stand it any longer. Squealing and gasping, they had twitched and squirmed, trying to shake off the tickling sensation between their feet. Bucking and twitching, they had also pulled on their connected crotch ropes, sending irritating shivers through their loins.

The pauses between the attacks had become less and less refreshing. Not only because their exhaustion grew, but now, the crotch ropes had found a way inside them, and whilst this allowed a little more movement, this movement caused the ropes to rub over their most sensitive spots, back and forth, back and forth-

»Mmhhmmm! Nnnnggg!«

Mailin forced herself not to move her pelvis in the rhythm of Kristin now moving her head. However, the hotel manager seemed to have been carried away, for she was writhing in her bonds. Her toes clenched, rubbing over Mailin`s, or pushing between them, so she also felt little electric shocks in her feet. It reminded her how Lenya had kissed her feet, had licked her toes, sucked on them, pushed her little, agile tongue between them-

»Hrrrmmmm!«

Mailin twitched, and this time, she knew that she was moving her pelvis.

»Forgive me, Lenya!«, she thought.

Kristin, however, was way beyond such thoughts. Two days ago, her life had been in good order, a bit boring and she had always known what the next day would bring. Now, she was naked, tied to another woman in the same state, and locked inside a cell. She was blindfolded, her mouth had been massively gagged, including being stuffed with a pair of panties that wasn`t hers and tasted vile, and a rope was rubbing over her soft flesh and clit, not to mention the tickling toy at her sole.

She felt as if she was about to be squeezed between two heavy stones, fear and embarrassment. Fear and embarrassment, each threaten to smother her. And yet, there was a small voice, treacherously whispering into her ear:

»There is only one escape, sweet Kristin! Just let it happen, sweet Kristin!«

Fear and embarrassment, fear and embarrassment, fear and-

»Hhhrrrmmmmm! Uuhhmmmmm! Mhhmmmmmmmmmm!«

She had screamed into her gag, pulled on her unyielding bonds, but to no avail. Panting from sheer exhaustion and frustration, she had seen stars dance in front of her blindfolded eyes, and then, the voice had been there again:

»It`s your decision, sweet Kristin! The only way out, just a few moves away!«

And so, she had begun to wriggle her hips, no longer to avoid the touch of the crotch rope, but rearing up against it. The tingle in her loins had felt like a balm between her legs, washing away the fear and embarrassment, feeling like it came from heaven and-

When the vibrator came to life the next time, both girls were so in the throes of passion they didn`t even notice the additional tease, they just added it to their growing arousal.

***

»There we are!«

 A while before they had reached the post, Mike had jumped from the sleigh and approached from the side; after all, it was possible that Colleen had never left and was waiting for them to run into her fire. However, Mike now waved to them and Billy steered the sleigh to the door of the barrack. Isabelle noticed the grim expression on Mike`s face.

»Wha- what happened?«

»The bitch declared war!«

They went inside, and in the lounge, Mike pointed at a pile on the floor. It consisted of shredded clothes, and on top were some scraps with blue and white stripes.

»Oh my God! Is this-«

»The Owls shirt!«, Mike spat through his gritted teeth. »My Owls shirt, though I borrowed it to Linnea!«

Billy also looked at the pile and suddenly sniffed.

»That stench! Did she-«

»Yeah! That bloody bitch peed on the shirt! She desecrated the Owls!«

Isabelle didn`t share Mike`s obsession with Sheffield Wednesday, and so, she swallowed any remarks about his current priorities. Instead, she took his head between her hands and went to her tiptoes to kiss him.

»She just desecrated the shirt! The Owls are in the hearts of true fans like you, or Billy! She can never desecrate that!«

Slowly, Mike looked down into her eyes and there was a soft expression in his eyes. He kissed her tenderly and then, he said:

»You are right! But still, now, I take the whole affair personally!«

He kissed her again and added:

»However, there is one thing that even dethrones the Owls in my heart!«

Isabelle also hugged Billy, who had even seen Sheffield Wednesday compete in he then UEFA cup (albeit not very successful); then, they concentrated on looking for the other three girls they had left behind with Linnea.

As they approached the cell, they saw that the lid in the door was open, and through the opening came muffled grunts, moans and sighs. Also, a strong fragrance was wafting through the corridor.

»Holy shit!«

The three gathered around the opening and their eyes fell on two naked women. One was sitting on the bed, her ample breasts thrust out, her nipples literally pointing at them. Her legs were spread wide, tied to the bed`s feet, and another woman was sitting on the floor in a similar position, her head embedded in the other`s lap. The lower one had a rope run through her crotch, and both were moving in a steady rhythm. They were both glistering with sweat, and the three watchers could see that they were in the throes of a not so far climax.

»Bloody hell, that bitch`s imaginative, I must give her that!«, Billy whispered, his mouth open. Isabelle poked Mike`s side and also lowered her voice as she asked:

»Shall we – shall we – wait? I mean, until they are – ready?«

»Anything else would be ruthless!«

»Shouldn`t we, you know, turn around or so?«, she asked, but was not able to turn her eyes from the spectacle herself. She felt Mike`s hand caress her hair and then brush over her throat.

»Really? You are turned on by this?«

»It`s just your presence!«

He tried to kiss her, but she pushed him aside for he was blocking her sight. Little later, both Kristin and Mailin reared up and screamed into their gags, only to collapse some minute later. Isabelle shooed the boys back to the lounge.

»Now, you will both have a cigarette and wait. In a few minutes, I will go there and free them, pretending that you are somewhere else and-«

Mike grinned and Isabelle glanced at him.

»What? That`s the only way to spare them at least some embarrassment!«

Mike took her hands and still grinning, he replied:

»All you say is absolutely true! And you`d look even more convincing if there wasn`t the fact that your cheeks are red and your lips are moist!«

Isabelle rolled her eyes.

»That`s just the cold and – aaaahh, fuck! You contaminated me! Now, I am a filthy pervert, just like my future husband!«

Mike pulled her onto his lap.

»Every second, you are offering a new desirable facete, sweet Belle!«

The two men smoked, and Isabelle draped herself in a way she could caress Mike`s neck, but also avoid the smoke clouds. Then, she took his knife and stepped back towards the cell. Billy looked at him with a grin.

»She reminds me of my Maude, when we were at your age!«

Mike failed in blowing a smoke ring and asked:

»You mean, she will stay with me, even if I gain weight and lose my hair?«

»It`s Maude`s good kitchen, and my high testosterone level she`s also responsible for!«

They both laughed. Then, they decided to get the Russian into the relative warmth of the barrack, too, besides, Billy wanted to unleash the reindeers and offer them some water. As Mike was carrying Milena inside, Isabelle came back and took the remaining blanket from the sleigh. She looked a bit strained, but when he took her in his arms, she just said:

»They are free now, and whilst Kristin is still cowering in a corner, red as a beetroot, Mailin is already able to cry! Anyway, there are no clothes – except for those!«

With two fingers, she handed him two totally sodden panties, a plain black one and the other white with a lace trimming. Mike put them into his back pocket whilst Isabelle wiped her fingers on her suit.

»I don`t think they are keen on wearing them again – but maybe, you find an opportunity to send a message to the one who did that to them!«

At that moment, Mailin was staggering through the corridor. She was stark naked and still showed traces of her predicament, but she didn`t seem to care. With a wild expression, she stared at the two.

»L-Lenya? Whe-where is she?«

She staggered and Isabelle led her to the couch on which she cowered in a foetal position. Isabelle draped the blanket over her, and Mailin pulled it tightly around herself, but still, she asked for Lenya.

»I am afraid she`s where the real Linnea is – with Colleen! However, as you can see, we are working on getting her back!«

Mike pointed at the three girls that were lined up at the wall, all still wrapped in their blankets and their heads hooded. Except for occasional moans, they were still and quiet. Mailin realized what the three bundles were and her eyes widened. Mike explained:

»According to what we know, they are Lenya`s comrades! And now, Colleen wants to have them, too – in exchange for Linnea!«

»A-and Lenya?«

Mike hesitated. To him, Lenya was just another Russian agent, albeit she had not participated in the kidnapping and humiliating of Isabelle and the others. However, he also hadn`t been blind to the fact that there were more than just friendly feelings between the blonde Russian and the Norwegian Policewoman.

»Well, I think Colleen wants them so the CIA can interrogate them. So, since these three seem to know more about the whole affair anyway, and they don`t need to hear four versions of the same story, I think that I will try my best that Colleen`s happy with just the three here! Ah, speaking of the devil-«

The phone rang, and Mike withdrew to talk with the CIA agent. Isabelle sat beside Mailin to console her, and Billy went down the corridor, coming back little later with Kristin who was now wearing his coat. She seemed to have recovered enough that she allowed Billy to aid her, and she even nodded towards Isabelle before she lowered her head again.

They could only hear Mike`s voice from outside, but could not understand what he was saying. The negotiations took several minutes, and when Mike came back, he didn`t look pleased.

»She still seems to hold a grudge against me, because we overpowered her once! Anyway, she wants me to get the girls to a bay of the Langfjord, some three miles from here! There, I will find a boat and shall load the Russians aboard, and stake the boat into the middle of the fjord, where she will wait for me!«

»This has a big red sign on its top, with ›TRAP‹ written on it!«, Billy commented, and Mike nodded grimly.

»I know, but the only alternative she left me was that she would take Lenya with her, whilst she would take care we would never find a trace of Linnea again!«

He looked at Mailin with a forced grin and added:

»At least, she agreed upon handing over both Lenya and Linnea in exchange for the three agents! So, if it`s no trap, you will have a happy reunion!«

»And if not-«

Mailin left her sentence unfinished. Isabelle slowly got up and stepped towards Mike, taking his hand.

»Are you open to an idea? I don`t like it myself, and it`s also very dangerous, but it would  be a possibility you had one trump up your sleeve if things turn bad!«

***