Ebony and Ivory 6

When the Erzherzog had last written to him, it had been 2:37 pm, and so, Karl had decided to wait until 4 pm, forcing himself to relax a bit, before he would speak to his men. Unable to really rest, he surfed the internet, when, shortly after 3 pm, two messages were popping up: one was an ordinary mail, sent by Martina, the other one had been sent by the Erzherzog.

He first opened Martina’s mail. Karl had no idea that it had been written by Hilmar, aided by Marlene and Marcus, and only been sent via Martina’s account. The message was short:

»We can afford 1,1 million in cash until Tuesday morning. We know you want 250 Grand more for Lisa, Silvana and Annika, but consider the fact that you’d get rid of the problems of keeping them hostage within a short time.«

Karl chuckled. So, Martina was trying to haggle, even when it came to her own daughter. Well, depending on what the Erzherzog wrote, Martina would only need 800,000, the money for Lisa and Annika.

The Erzherzog had also not written very much:

»I am still interested, but I have to leave the country soon. Could you deliver the two within the next 12 hours?«

Karl looked at the corridor where Brahim was just stretching his legs. He didn’t consider him and Ahmed as equal partners, but he could also not risk making them too angry – and organizing a trip to Austria was a big step.

»Where to?«, he asked and opened a map of both Austria and the Southern part of Germany. Then, he waited for the reply, and again, it seemed that the Erzherzog had been waiting for him.

»Reutte, Tirol«, was the quick answer. Karl hadn’t heard about this place before, but a quick research told him that it was an Austrian town close to the German border at Füssen. Another minute later, he knew that it was some 400 to 450 kilometres from their hideout to Reutte. Even with a slow car, it would take them not more than 6 hours to get there.

He answered the Erzherzog; then, he told Brahim to wake up Ahmed and to prepare some coffee, for they had to talk. The girls, noticing the commotion, mewed a bit, but he just grinned.

»Men’s talk!«

Somehow, he liked the fact that he and his henchmen could talk right beside the girls without them understanding a single word. Karl took a sip from his coffee and grimaced: Brahim was maybe a capable criminal, but he definitely lacked kitchen skills.

»Gentlemen, we currently have a – live stock worth nearly two million Dollars. So, according to the conditions I offered to you, that would make 400 Grand for each of you!«

Brahim grinned, licking his lips, whilst Ahmed, the smarter of the two, frowned suspiciously. Karl smiled and added:

»Now, what would you think about a raise of your share of money, so each of you gets half a million – by Tuesday?«

Brahim gasped whilst Ahmed raised an eyebrow.

»My first question would be why you should be so generous!«

Now, Karl’s grin grew wider, and he explained his new plan to the men. In the end, Ahmed seemed convinced, too.

On her bed, Annika tried to get something from the conversation in Arabic, but to no avail. From time to time, one of their names was mentioned, but she was unable to understand what they were talking about. However, when they finally rose, she was sure that they would soon learn the hard way what had been their topic.

***

»This feels like a fucking flea market!«, Marcus cursed. Karl had answered their mail, telling them that he would do a step towards them and let them have the three girls for 1,3 million. Marlene, however, pointed at the sign behind the money.

»He’s speaking about Dollars, and we have got Euros!«

Since one Euro was 1,1 Dollar, they calculated that the money from Martina’s account, the content of the suitcase and what the three of them could scratch together made up 1, 260,000 Dollars. So, Hilmar sent an offer to Karl, telling him he could offer 1,2 million at max, which got him the answer that Karl wanted 1,25 Million.

»Deal! Send me a picture of Lisa and tell her I love her!«

Hilmar sighed. If Karl kept his word, Silvana, Lisa and Annika would be free in two days. He should have felt better, but all he could think was that these bastards would get away with it. Marcus pointed at Nabia.

»Seems she’s off the hook!«, he whispered in German, so the Black wouldn’t understand him. Hilmar scoffed:

»We still have her on our heels! I still don’t trust her, and I also think we should better hand her over to the Police!«

He yawned and wiped his eyes. Then, he added:

»I will just inform Martina that things are getting on well, if we can say so. Then, I will have to leave for an hour or so!«

Marlene gasped, but he told her that he just wanted to get a few clothes from his apartment. Marcus cleared his throat.

»I could also need a change of clothes. So, what do you think? Can you keep the post for a little while, Marlene?«

Marlene took a deep breath. She didn’t like the idea of being left alone with Nabia. However, the Black was bound, gagged, blindfolded and rolled into a carpet, and she had a gun. So, after Hilmar had kissed her and promised that they would be as quick as possible, they left, and Marlene bent over Nabia. Her eyes fell on the Black’s soles that were slightly dirty from her having been barefoot for some time, and who somehow looked vulnerable as they were of fairer colour than the rest of her skin.

She crouched at Nabia’s feet and asked:

»How is it on the receiving end, bitch?«

She brushed over Nabia’s soles, easily staying in contact with her sensitive skin as Nabia twitched and tried to dodge her fingers. Marlene continued the tickling, and now, Nabia panted.

»Not so confident now, hm?«

Nabia now couldn’t oppress a whimper, and Marlene felt a wave of pure joy run through her veins. Then, however, she shuddered and withdrew her hands.

»We are no monsters«, Hilmar had said, and he had been right. It was one thing to be rough for getting an important information, but here, she had been about to torture her victim out of pure joy and vengefulness. Marlene took a few deep breathes and got to her feet.

»I need a shower!«

Nabia, fighting to catch breath, could hear how a door was closed. Obviously, Marlene didn’t want her to be able to see her when she got undressed, even though Nabia was blindfolded.

She waited for another few seconds, and then, Nabia began to fight her restraints. At least, this time, she had been conscious when she had been tied up, allowing her a few precautions. In addition, her captors weren’t too skilled in tying someone up.

Nabia had tensed her muscles when Hilmar had closed the zip ties, and she had held her breath. Now, she felt some give in her bonds, but first of all, she needed to get out of the rolled carpet. So, Nabia squirmed and bucked, pausing only when the lack of oxygen made her see stars in front of her blindfolded eyes.

»The worst thing is that they discover me and then tie me up even tighter!«, she thought, but on the other hand, she still felt the touch of Marlene’s fingers at her exposed soles. Her captors knew her weakness, and maybe, they wouldn’t shy away from punishing her for trying to escape.

»They know my weakness, but not my strength!«

Nabia doubled her efforts, and once she had worked her shoulders and boobs out of the carpet, it became easier. Carefully, she listened for any signs from Marlene. After a few seconds, she heard a toilet flush, and then, the sound of running water.

She knew that as long as Marlene showered, she wouldn’t hear what she was doing, as long as Nabia didn’t crash a showcase. Blindfolded, she had no idea what the room looked like, but she squirmed until she had reached a wall, allowing her to sit up. The water from the shower was still running, and so, Nabia pushed her feet against the floor and brought herself into a standing position. This was making the leg ties cut deeper into her flesh, but at the same time, it allowed her to wriggle her upper body until the two belts fell off, allowing her to move her bound arms.

Doing small hops, Nabia followed the wall until she had reached the door. Feeling the door handle, she listened for the running water. She had been listening when the others had discussed where to stow her, and she knew that behind the door was the corridor. The sound of the shower would tell her where the bathroom was, and so, there would only be three doors left: the exit, her bedroom and the kitchen.

Nabia pushed down the handle and hopped out of the living room. Then, she followed the wall to the next door. It was ajar, and under her toes, Nabia could feel tiles. So, this was most likely the kitchen.

Always listening for the shower, Nabia carefully shuffled forward. She could feel a board, and then, she felt a sharp pain, and her gag stifled her angry yell. In addition, she nearly had slipped; Marlene had forgotten to close the oven, and her shin had made painful contact with the lid.

There! Beside the oven was a drawer, and when she managed to open it, she could feel some cutlery. With numb fingers, she grabbed a knife, and then, ignoring the pain in her wrists, she sawed through the zip tie, freeing her hands.

With her elbows still tied, this was a minor success, and now, the shower suddenly stopped. Nabia held her breath. If Marlene detected her now, she could force her back onto the floor and just retie her hands, maybe even add a hogtie.

After some long seconds, another sound could be heard: Marlene was using the hairdryer. Nabia let out a sigh of relief; then, she managed to squeeze the knife in the drawer, and by some moving up and down, she managed to cut her elbow ties.

»Mph!«

Nabia ignored the tingling in her limbs as she now cut through the zip ties around her knees, ankles and big toes. Then, she ripped the tape from her eyes; she knew that it would be more important to see than to talk, though everything in her wanted to spit out the vile tasting panties.

Once she had removed the tape, ignoring the pain when she ripped of some of her hairs, Nabia heard that Marlene had finished drying her hair. Still gagged, she sneaked back to the living room. As she had hoped, Marlene hadn’t taken the gun with her. She took the weapon and positioned herself just the moment Marlene stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in her silk bathrobe.

The hairbrush dropped from Marlene’s hand, and she opened her mouth to scream. Only a croak came out, however, as she then saw the barrel pointing at her, and though the still gagged Nabia only grunted, the order was clear. Desperately looking for the door, she raised her hands.

Nabia directed her into the bedroom where Marlene had to get on her knees. She then cringed as Nabia reached around her body, touching her sensitive flanks, but the Black just opened her bathrobe belt and took it off, using it to tie her hands at her nape and to knot the dangling ends around her neck. Then, Marlene heard the sound of tape getting ripped off as Nabia ungagged herself.

»Wuach!«

She pulled the sodden mass of silk from her mouth and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. Then, without warning, she crammed the panties into Marlene’s mouth. She retched, but Nabia just ignored it and ordered her to lie down on the bed.

»You try anything, I’ll shoot your kneecaps! Then, I will let you watch me killing your boyfriend and this other guy – and then, I’ll kill you, too!«

Nabia’s eyes told Marlene that she meant business, and her eyes widened with fear as Nabia, always keeping an eye on her, rummaged through her drawers and got three pairs of pantyhose. She ripped them in half and put them into her belt. Then, she stepped to the upper end and pushed it away from the wall, so she could position herself behind Marlene.

Using two pieces of the torn pantyhose, she tied Marlene’s bent elbows to the upper bedposts. Then, she told Marlene to stretch her left leg, so she could grab her ankle. The exercise wasn’t that difficult to accomplish, but without the belt, her bathrobe had already gaped open, and now, she had to expose herself even more. She obeyed, however, and Nabia tied another pantyhose leg to her ankle, tying it off to the left upper bed post. When she had repeated the procedure to her right leg, Marlene knew that anyone entering the bedroom would now look right inside her, and she blushed involuntarily.

Nabia, however, left her no time for feeling embarrassed, as she now bent over her and with her strong fingers, she pushed the torn panties that had come out a little deeply into Marlene’s throat, forcing her to retch and to swallow some of Nabia’s saliva. With the fifth pantyhose leg, she tied the gag in place, pulling it tightly between Marlene’s lips, so the Nylon  cut into the corners of her mouth.

»Nnggg!«

Nabia chuckled. Then, she placed Marlene’s worn sockets on her lips and tied them in place with the last pantyhose leg, finishing off her gag by tying the scarf they had used to hide Nabia’s gag over her victim’s mouth and nose. Nabia then sat down beside the bed.

»Now, we will wait!«

She reached for Marlene’s foot and grabbed it firmly. Then, she brushed over her sole with her thumb, slowly and as soft as a breeze.

***

At the hideout, Annika, Abina and Judith could notice that their captors were busy with something. Brahim and Ahmed left, only to return some hour later, each of them loaded with some cardboards. The two men even went a second time, bringing even more of these, together with a sack truck.

Then, Silvana and Lisa were brought inside, both clad in their white panties and with their wrists and ankles cuffed. Their eyes widened when they saw Annika in her predicament, with her reddened soles and buttocks, and her panties pulled deeply into her cleft. Karl, however, didn’t leave them much time to stare and instead had their handcuffs removed.

»Before you will be released, we will have to change our position once again. And since I am sure you would prefer not to get chloroformed again, we need another precaution! So, would you please take care of these?«

He pointed at the pile of cardboards that turned out to be foldable moving boxes. The two girls put them together, wondering why there were some 20 of these. Silvana also shuddered from the idea to be stashed in one of these. Even if it would be just one last inconvenience, the boxes looked rather small.

Once the boxes were stacked at the wall and in the corridor, Karl explained:

»Downstairs, my comrades’ van’s waiting! Once the boxes with you in it will be piled in the load, we will put some more boxes in front of these, filled with some stuff from this apartment. So, we might even pass a random control! Now, let me see-«

He added some orders in Arabic and Brahim placed the gym bag on the bed, beside Annika’s thigh. Ahmed went for a bag and emptied it onto the table. The girls could see a pile of crumpled cloth, and they recognized the panties that had gagged them the day before.

»We will have different levels of securing you, depending on whether you are ›guests‹ or ›merchandize‹! Sure, those of you who will be released soon anyway won’t try anything silly. The guests are Lisa, Silvana – and Annika!«

He grinned at the Policewoman who tried to turn her head to look at him.

»Seems that your friends scratched together enough money for you, too!«

Annika panted from relief, trying not to sob when, as if to emphasize her new status, Karl now released the rope connecting her harness gag to her panties, allowing her to lower her head and taking the pressure from between her legs. From the chair came some moaning from Judith and Abina, and Karl continued:

»Let’s start with Judith! Lisa, Silvana, you will restrain her on my orders whilst Ahmed will hold her and Brahim will watch at gunpoint! You better do a good job!«

Judith was freed from the chair and stood on wobbly legs, aided by Ahmed who held her upper arm. Karl made Silvana and Lisa use zip ties on her booted ankles and lower legs. Then, with the help of Ahmed who stepped behind Judith and used her breasts to lift her up, they made her stand in one of the cardboard boxes.

Next, they had to tie her thighs, above the knees and a few inches below her crotch, using rope they had to cinch. Then, Karl told Silvana to sit down for the moment. Lisa, meanwhile, had to pick some duct tape and wrap Judith’s fingers before Ahmed removed her handcuffs. Then, Lisa had to tie the girl’s wrists to the opposite elbow behind her back.

»Thank you, Lisa! Now, Silvana will do the next step!«

He handed her a long rope and told her to tie it around Judith’s neck, so the noose couldn’t tighten. Then, as Silvana had feared, he ordered:

»Now, get the ends between her legs!«

Since the ends were dangling between Judith’s breasts, Silvana had to work from the front, and with the other’s legs tied tightly, it took some effort to get her hand between her thighs. Judith stiffened and tried to buck, but Ahmed tightened his grip, and so, she could only complain through her gag as she felt Silvana’s fingers touching her labia.

The rope ends were then pulled over Judith’s lower arms, and then, Silvana had to pull out the slack and to make sure the ropes were nested between Judith’s buttocks and labia. Then, she had to work her way back, pulling down her arms and adding pressure and pain between the girl’s legs. The ropes were finally tied off to the neck rope, and Judith stood shivering and mewing as she tried to cope with the arrangement.

Worse was to come, however, as now, Lisa had to take over again. Karl handed her a zip tie she had to push through the ropes between Judith’s buttocks. Then, Ahmed forced her to get down and to sit on her heels. Judith groaned as this made the crotch rope cut even deeper into her, but Lisa had to ensure she kept that position by fixing the zip tie around the heels of her boots.

»Oh, Judith, I am afraid you are still a little loud!«

The tape was ripped from Judith’s lips, but before she could even think of spitting out Abina’s panties, Karl pushed them into her mouth even deeper, causing her to retch. Then, he took a large cream coloured pair from the pile of panties on the table. It was one of Martina’s and had been used to gag Judith before, but now, it went over her head. Karl then took a ball gag and buckled it at Judith’s nape, so the ball pressed the panties deep into her mouth and the pair hooding her was firmly over her lips and nose. Judith panted and mewed, but Karl finished the gag off with some rounds of tape before he forced Judith to bend forward, so he and Ahmed could close the lid and secure it with some more tape wrapped around the cardboard box.

»All right, four to go! Now, it’s Abina’s turn!«

He made Lisa and Silvana tie her up similar to Judith, only in her case, since her legs were bare, they used ropes instead of zip ties on her lower legs and ankles, and they also tied her insteps and big toes. Abina stood there, her chest heaving, as they then folded her arms behind her back and tied her wrists to her elbows once her fingers were taped.

Abina trembled from embarrassed anticipation when Silvana tied the rope around her neck, but instead of forcing the blonde to get it between the Black’s legs, he instead made her bend forward. Then, Silvana had to take the ropes like a leash.

»Keep her like that! If she raises, you’ll be punished severely – and I won’t care diminishing your value when doing so!«

Abina mewed when Karl now stepped behind her. In his hand, he held a bottle from which he now poured something into his palm. Then, he began to grease Abina’s buttocks.

»Mmhhmmph! Nnnggg!«

»Hold still! Or I will use the toothpaste instead of the lube!«

Trembling, and pulling on the leash held by Silvana who stared at Karl with horrified fascination, Abina endured him lubing her cleft and buttocks. Then, he produced a plug-like object and lubed that, too.

»Mmhhrrrrmmmm!«

Silvana lowered her head, but the way Abina’s eyes widened and then squeezed shut told her that Karl was pushing the plug inside her rear. He didn’t hurt her physically, but when he was finished, Abina was panting from the humiliation.

The ropes then went between her legs, over her arms and back again, just like in Judith’s case, and Silvana could see the end of the plug protrude from her butt. Karl made her splay Abina’s labia to place the ropes, and he made her tighten them twice before she was finally allowed to tie them off. Only then, Abina was made to kneel in another box, with her big toes fixed to her crotch rope to keep her in position.

»Now, for your gag, Abina!«

The tape was removed, and Abina spat out the rubber ball, followed by some drool. She ached, but didn’t dare to scream as now, Ahmed kept her hair in a vice grip. Karl methodically gagged her, starting by stuffing Marlene’s white panties that had previously gagged Lisa into her mouth. They were quite substantial, but Karl forced Abina to accept the whole mass of cloth behind her teeth before he tied a narrow strip of cloth between her lips. When she mewed, he loosened the knots, only to tie the cleave even tighter.

Next, Brahim took off one of his socks and folded it, pressing it over Abina’s lips before tying it in place with a leather strap. Then, a pair of white lace panties was pulled over her head, the crotch part over her nose; it was one of Nabia’s, and Silvana, who had been gagged with them, knew that Nabia had worn them for more than a day before.

The gag was sealed with rounds of tape, but still, Karl wasn’t finished. He loosened the cloth from around Abina’s hips, wrapped her head in it and knotted the hood off at her nape. Then, before Abina was forced to bend forward, too, clothespins were placed on her nipples. Then, the box was closed and secured with tape. Silvana shuddered. Why had Karl been even more rude to Abina than he had been to Judith?

She and Lisa got distracted, however, when Karl told them:

»In Annika’s case, her travelling arrangements will be more lenient, but first, she might need some relief. Please, start by removing her panties!«

This could hardly be called a relief, and the girls were given neither a knife nor scissors, and so, they had to tear the seams, taking care not to give the Policewoman another wedgie. Once she was naked, her ankles were released and her ankles were tied together with rope, followed by a zip tie around her big toes.

»Now, since Annika will have to sit-«

He handed a bottle of cooling ointment to the girls, and since Lisa quickly took some and began to rub it onto the redhead’s sore soles, it was left to Silvana to grease the still reddened buttocks, too. Annika tried to remain silent, but she groaned from both relief and pain.

Her hands were freed then, and she had to sit up. Her wrists were crossed, tied with rope and then, they were fixed to her ankles, so she had to sit with her arms slung around her legs. It was a tolerable position, and like that, she was placed inside a third box. She remained gagged with the harness gag and Judith’s panties, but was not otherwise restrained as the lid was closed and taped.

»All right, just two lovely blondes to go! Lisa, will you please remove your panties and take them into your mouth?«

Despite Karl’s friendly tone, it was an order, and reluctantly, Lisa peeled down her underwear. Then, blushing under the men’s gaze, she pressed them into a ball as small as possible before taking them into her mouth. The gag was kept in place by some rounds of tape, and then, the girl was tied like Annika and put into a box. Whilst Brahim closed the lid and taped it, Silvana tried to steel herself for her turn.

»It’s just for another day or so! And it will be tolerable! Okay, I will be naked, but they have seen everything before, and I won’t die from it! And it will be a relief that I will be gagged with my own panties for a change!«

So, before Karl could give an order, she peeled down her panties and then worked them into her mouth. The taste wasn’t much of an improvement, and the cotton garment was quite big in her mouth, but she persisted. With a calm expression, she then crossed her wrists in front of Karl. The Arab raised an eyebrow and then, he smiled. It was a cold, frightening smile.

»As much as I appreciate preemptive obedience, I am afraid your travelling arrangements will be a bit different from Lisa’s!«

»Whhrrrmph?«

Silvana still had the panties in her mouth, and she quickly worked them out with her tongue before she could croak:

»What? But why?«

Karl pointed at her crumpled panties on the floor.

»Put these back on!«

His voice was calm, but there was a threatening tone in it, and so, Silvana obeyed, grimacing as she felt her own saliva at her private parts. Karl gave an order in Arabic, and Ahmed and Brahim grabbed her arms. Karl stepped closer and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties.

»Well, sensual Silvana«, he said, peeling them down slowly, »you may think that I still hold a grudge against you for escaping me once!«

He went on one knee as he pulled her panties down her legs, and the girl could feel his breath on her pubic mound. Karl made her step out of her panties and then, he rose, looking at her eyes and brushing over her cheek. Silvana shuddered, though the gesture was gentle.

Karl let her panties dangle in front of her face, then took a deep breath before handing them to his henchmen, so they could also enjoy Silvana’s aroma whilst he was grabbing another pair from the table. It was another one of Nabia’s, black with red lacing. Hesitating shortly, he also picked the last pair of the black soldier, red with white lacing.

»Close your eyes, Silvana!«

The girl, still held by both her arms, obeyed. She then could smell that Karl was holding the two pairs of panties close to her face.

»You may feel a bit confused, but I can promise you two things! First, I am holding no grudge against you, and I am not looking for revenge! Second, I will tell you what this is all about if you allow me to tie you up and gag you without trying to resist! Deal?«

Silvana gulped. She wanted to scream and try to escape, but it was one naked girl against three armed men, and so, forcing herself to keep her eyes closed, she nodded.

»D-deal!«, she breathed. In a friendly tone, Karl ordered:

»Then, take out your tongue, as if you were a naughty girl!«

When she did so, something soft touched her tongue, and the moment she realized it was the crotch parts of the two pairs of panties, Karl began to work them into her mouth, using both his hands. Silvana couldn’t help retching and moaning, and she also opened her eyes as more and more of the foul tasting silk entered her oral cavity, stuffing her cheeks and touching the back of her throat, triggering her gag reflex.

When Karl was finished, her cheeks ballooned, and her jaw was wide open. He now tied another narrow strip of cloth between her lips, but, not seeming satisfied, he tied a ball gag on top before he further sealed her mouth with a few rounds of tape. He then placed a kiss on Silvana’s forehead before he took two pieces of cotton wool and put them over her eyes, securing the blindfold in place by a silk band, followed by an elastic bandage.

»Ah, the good old sensory deprivation! Too bad I forgot about stuffing Abina’s ears! I will not forget this time – but only after I have told you what this is all about!«

He playfully pulled on her earlobes before something was pulled over Silvana’s head. From the small size and the smell of the cloth panel covering her nose, Silvana guessed it was Judith’s red thong. Something more substantial followed, and Silvana now had to pant to get some air through her nose. Obviously, she now was hooded with Annika’s white bikini briefs, too.

»Ghhmmph!«

»Just relax, hyperventilating will only cause you to faint!«

Fainting sounded almost like an escape, but Silvana forced herself to calm down. Indeed, if she took deep breaths, and ignored the scent of the air she was breathing, she could get enough oxygen into her lungs. She hoped that this would be the case once she was locked inside the box, too.

Karl now told her to raise her leg. Silvana obeyed, and he grabbed her ankle and placed her heel on his shoulder. Silvana blushed under her panty-hood when she realized how the position exposed her private parts. She then mewed anxiously as Karl got even closer and touched her hips, but he just tied something light and soft around her waist.

Next, he once more took her raised foot and a stocking was put on it. It felt a bit strange, and Silvana noticed it was a fishnet stocking. The thing around her waist was a garter belt, and Karl clipped the stocking to it before forcing the girl to raise her other leg, allowing him to put the second stocking on her without having to bent down.

Silvana was made to sit down on the chair. Her legs were then tied meticulously, at her thighs, above and below the knees, at her calves and ankles, and finally her insteps and big toes. Each time, the ropes were cinched, and when the men raised her to her feet, she mewed as her muscles tensed and the ropes dug even deeper into her skin.

»Ball your fists!«

Her hands were taped, and then, her wrists were tied to her elbows. Silvana felt sweat build all over her body. It wasn’t just the anticipated pain of the crotch rope, but she also hadn’t forgotten about what the thugs had done to Abina before. Reflexively, she clenched her sphincter.

Karl now encircled one of her nipples with his index finger as he said, almost absent-mindedly:

»As promised, you’ll now get the answers to at least some of your questions! However, before, you might want to listen to something else! Can you guess what?«

The finger from her breast disappeared, and there was some rustling. Then, Silvana heard another sound, frightening and yet familiar: the buzzing of a small electric engine.

***