Seven Summits 6

When each girl had her wine glass filled, it was Aurora who wanted to play »Truth or Dare«, and the others agreed, though Eileen felt a little reluctant: Helena knew her all too well and therefore could be mean.

For a while, each answered some more or less raunchy questions; then, Aurora chose »Dare« for a change, and since she needed to go to the bathroom, she was forced to hop there on one leg. Meanwhile, Eileen’s task was to keep a mouthful of wine inside without laughing whilst Helena was grimacing.

Eileen had to admit that Helena was really trying her best as she feigned a really scared look, with widened eyes and even shielding her bra-clad breasts. She just wanted to applaud when she saw the shadow, indicating someone was standing right behind her.

Convinced it was Aurora, Eileen turned her head, and she looked directly into the barrel of a gun, held by a blonde woman. A moment later, she learned the hard way that gasping was a bad idea if one still had her mouth full of wine, and so, Eileen sputtered and coughed whilst Helena had shied back to the sideboard, still staring at the intruder like a deer looking at the lights of an approaching car.

Now, Aurora staggered back into the living room, too. She had been sitting on the toilet when Sabrina had entered via the open window, being literally caught with her panties down. With a mean grin, Sabrina had forced her to step out of her panties and take them into her hand before going back to the others.

»Lovely greetings from Emily, she’s too tied up to come here herself, so, she sent us!«

Sabrina made Aurora sit beside the other girls. Eileen had managed to stop coughing, but now, to her embarrassment, she had a hiccup. Helena reached for her friend’s hand, and Eileen took it, but when they looked at each other, the tender moment was ruined by a »Hick!« from Eileen. Milena giggled, and Eileen glanced at her.

»That isn’t – hick! – funny!«

Unfortunately, it was funny, and Helena had to fight down the urge to laugh hysterically. Aurora saved the situation.

»Allow me!«

At the very moment when Eileen wanted to hiccup again, she poked her sides. The sound was one of the strangest any of them had ever heard, and Eileen now stared daggers at Aurora, but after a few breaths, she realized that her hiccup was gone – allowing her to concentrate on the armed intruders in the room.

»Thanks to you, we got upgraded, from a white van to a black Mercedes!«, the blonde said towards Aurora, still aiming at them, whilst the black haired took off her backpack. The girls’ eyes widened as she produced some coiled rope, rolls of tape and vet wrap and other items that only seemed to serve one purpose: restraining them.

»Wha-what do you w-want from u-us?«, Aurora croaked, »a-and what have you d-done to Beatriz?«

»In this case, I can assure you that not only Beatriz is quite okay, but you will soon be able to see by yourself!«

»Which brings me to you, my Dears«, Milena added, looking at Eileen and Helena, »get us your handbags!«

Both Helena and Eileen thought of the options they had. The balcony door was still open, and perhaps, one of them could jump through it before she got hit. However, it was too unlikely that they would all make it. Also, there was the option to try to attack; after all, Eileen had a yellow belt, and Helena was about to get it. Perhaps, they would have tried, had there not been the guns in the intruders’ hands pointing at them.

So, they handed the handbags to Milena who, one by one, checked them for their ID cards. She started with Helena:

»Helena Stock, 19, born in Schweinfurt – that’s all for the moment, sit down!«

Helena frowned. None of this information was in any way too private for anyone to know. The blonde had now picked Eileen’s ID card.

»Eileen Schmitt, also 19, born in – Krasnoyarsk! So, you are from the Siberian steppe?«

Involuntarily, Eileen rolled her eyes. She had spent eight months of her life in Russia, and yet, whenever someone heard it, there was someone considering her exotic, or referring to Russian stereotypes. Though she still was scared, she blurted:

»Yes, I drink my morning coffee with Wodka, I only came here for a German Sugar Daddy, and you can blame me for any of Putin’s faults! Suka bled!«

Sabrina chuckled, and Milena also smiled when she looked at Eileen who now got a bit frightened by her own courage. Then, she said:

»More information than I needed, Eileen! Now, if you forgive me yet another pun on your expense – come on, Eileen, it’s time to say Goodbye!«

This caused an annoyed grunt from Sabrina, and the two now shooed their captives into Emily’s bedroom. Aurora frowned when she was told to take her panties with her, and the others exchanged a worried look, remembering Tamiko’s gag. The fact that the black haired intruder picked Emily’s discarded panties from the sideboard didn’t make things better.

»Now, as we said, it’s time for you to separate. Helena, I am afraid, will have to stay behind! So, I am sure that you, Aurora and Eileen, want her to be as comfortable as possible! And, since you girls seem to love playing games, we will add some playing, too!«

To their amazement, she then told Eileen and Aurora to play »Rock, Paper, Scissors«, which Eileen won. Sabrina told her:

»Now, step behind Helena and remove her bra!«

When Eileen hesitated, she raised her gun, and so, she did as she was told, whispering an apology as she unclasped the bra and then pulled the shoulder straps down. Helena resisted the urge to shield her breasts when the bra came off. Instead, she glanced defiantly at the criminals. Milena looked at Eileen and asked:

»What’s your friend, a 34B?«

Since they had been together buying underwear on numerous occasions, Eileen knew the answer, and she nodded. Helena managed not to look down, and she was glad she didn’t blush either.

»Eileen, since you won the game, you are responsible for Helena from the top of her head to her waist! Aurora, please, kneel there in the corner!«

When the Argentinian had obeyed, Eileen had to take Helena’s hand and make her lay down on Eileen’s unmade bed, on her belly. This was not the worst thing, for it hid her bare breasts. Milena now ordered Eileen to get to the cupboard and to look for Emily’s sock and pantyhose drawer.

»Look for hold-up stockings and single stockings; if there aren’t enough, you’ll have to tear a few pantyhose, for we need about a dozen!«

Despite they were clean, it felt strange to rummage through another woman’s underwear drawers, and Eileen wondered why a Policewoman owned so many lacy stockings and even possessed more than one garter belt.

She got distracted from these thoughts when Milena told her to take two of these stockings and tie Helena’s wrists to the upper bed posts. She controlled that Eileen did a good job, though she tried to not tie them too tight. When Eileen was finished, Milena further secured Helena’s wrist ties with two cable binders.

»You are almost done, Eileen! Now, Helena, whom do you like more, Eileen or Aurora?«

Helena had tried her bonds, realizing that they were simple, but effective. The nylon acted as a padding to the zip ties, but the plastic would not be able to remove without a tool. Now, she heard the question, and she hesitated. Sure, this was the prelude for something mean. However, they would perhaps punish her even harder if she lied, and so, she named Eileen.

»You heard her, Eileen! Remove your panties and shove them into your friend’s mouth!«

»No!«, both girls blurted in unison. Milena silently picked up a leather belt, doubled it, and slammed it onto the sideboard, so the items lying on it either hopped or fell off. Then, she approached the bed, raising her arm.

»N-no, please, d-don’t hurt her!«

Eileen reached under the skirt of her little dress and tried to pull down her panties without revealing too much. Helena forced herself not to whimper. Eileen possessed a few thongs, but together with the short dress, she had chosen plain white cotton briefs that were quite substantial. Now, she was trying to wad them as small as possible, and Helena panted. Soon, she would have to chew on her friend’s underwear, her used underwear. Now, it was Saturday evening, and due to the things that had happened, Eileen hadn’t changed them since Friday morning.

»Sorry, Hel!«

Eileen brushed over her cheek. Helena took a deep breath.

»It’s not your fault!«

She opened her mouth wide, to make things easier for both her and Eileen, and, whilst caressing her hair with her other hand, Eileen worked the gag between her lips.

First, she caught the scent, a melange of perfume, sweat and Eileen’s womanhood, and her nostrils cringed. Then, her tongue touched the cotton ball, sensing its warmth, and the slightly bitter taste. Helena retched, and Eileen withdrew a bit, but Milena forced her to go on. Once again apologizing, she stuffed the entire panties into Helena’s mouth. Then, she had to choose how to secure the gag: either with a knotted scarf or with another one of the stockings.

Thinking the stocking would cut into Helena’s mouth, she chose the scarf, tying a triple knot in it, as Milena ordered. Then, she tied it in front of Helena’s gagged mouth, and Milena shook her head. She loosened the knots and pulled on the ends, forcing the whole knot between the girl’s lips. Helena groaned and retched as the panties were forced deeper into her mouth, and her tongue now was blocked completely. Milena tied the scarf’s ends off, then handed a vet wrap bandage to Eileen.

»Now, you better do a good job in finishing her gag! If it is too loose again, I will tape over her nose, too, and force you to watch until the bitter end!«

Eileen shuddered from the threat. Then, she taped an edge of the bandage over Helena’s gagged mouth and started to wind it around the lower half of her head, making sure each loop was tight. To her relief, Milena was satisfied and then told her to kneel in the corner whilst Aurora had to get up.

»Now, there’s still her lower body! Please, help her out of this leggins, it looks very uncomfortable to me!«

Actually, it was quite convenient, but Aurora had no other choice as to grab the waistband and pull the stretchy material down Helena’s legs. Now, the girl was only clad in her black thong with the thin lace trimming, and Aurora was forced to remove that, too. She had a terrible idea what it was meant for. However, Sabrina now left the room, only to reappear with the drawings Aurora had done from Helena and Eileen. She really seemed impressed as she finally placed them on the sideboard.

»You are really good at painting! So, does it mean you also have a good sense for colours and designs, Aurora?«

Warily, Aurora nodded. Sabrina pointed at the pile of stockings and garters.

»I think Helena might feel less underdressed in a nice garter belt and matching stockings! Please, choose some and put them on her!«

Helena was a brunette with a relatively fair skin, and so, Aurora chose the black garter belt, careful to touch Helena as less as possible when clasping it around her waist. Then, she picked a pair of transparent black stockings with lacing. getting these up Helena’s legs was quite an intimate act, and Aurora couldn’t help glimpsing at the girl’s exposed buttocks, and her labia.

When she had finally clasped the garters to the stockings, she noticed that it had the opposite effect: now, Helena looked even more naked than before. Sabrina inspected her work and playfully slapped Helena’s butt before ordering Aurora to tie her ankles to the lower bedposts. Fortunately for the girl, this bed wasn’t as wide as Aurora’s, but still, the position was quite exposing and embarrassing.

Next, Eileen and Aurora had to stand face to face, and Milena took over again, cutting two lengths of rope.

»Now, since you have both collected your first experiences in bondage, you might want to learn a little more. Who of you knows what a crotch rope is?«

The name was quite self-revealing, and in addition, Eileen had seen how one of Tamiko’s black belts had been tied between her legs. Obviously, Milena had seen her reaction and was coming to the right conclusions.

»Aww, Eileen, you naughty girl, you know what I am talking about! Now, please explain it to our innocent Latina, too!«

It seemed as if Eileen’s cheeks were trying to match the pink of her dress when she stammered her explanation. Milena now took the two ropes, doubled them and tied three knots in each, so there were two dangling ends on one end, and a noose on the other. Then, she handed one to Aurora who looked at the rope as it was a venomous snake.

»I was always a great fan of learning by doing! So, Aurora, you will apply the crotch rope on Eileen, and since our Siberian beauty knows how to do, she will direct you!« When none of the girls moved, she once again took the belt and stepped closer to the bed, letting it swish through the air. Eileen gulped; then, she breathed:

»You – you have to start by putting it around my waist, then put the ends through the noose, like it was a rope belt!«

Reluctantly, Aurora slung the rope around her waist, and Eileen corrected her, blushing even deeper:

»U-under my dress!«

Now, Aurora gulped. Then, she let the rope noose slide over Eileen’s hips, only to push them up her thighs then, getting them under the skirt of her little dress. Eileen panted when she felt the other woman’s fingers at her hips, and how she arranged the rope around her waist. However, the worst was still to come.

»N-now, you h-have t-t-to put the e-end – b-b-between my-«

She couldn’t continue, but Aurora seemed to understand what she meant. Avoiding to look, and trying to keep as much distance as possible, she put the ends between Eileen’s legs whom the blonde reluctantly parted. Then, again trying not to touch her buttocks, she threaded the end through her rope belt.

»Before you knot it off«, Milena interrupted, »please remember that the effectiveness of a crotch rope falls and raises with its tightness. Whether its for teasing or for punishment, there is a wide range between sloppy and agonizingly tight!«

Her crotch rope could indeed be described as sloppy, but it was there, and to Eileen, it was as if the fibres of the hemp rope were the fingers of a dozen men, touching her most intimate parts. Milena continued:

»Now, I will leave it up to you, girls: Eileen, you will direct Aurora, telling her whether it’s tight enough. But remember: I will control her work, and for each inch I think it’s too loose, I will make it two inches tighter!«

She let the threat sink in, and after Milena had once again raised the belt, Aurora reached for the rope ends dangling over Eileen’s buttocks and pulled a bit. The girl let out a fluttering breath when the rope brushed over her soft flesh when Milena said over her shoulder.

»Make sure that one of the knots is pressing against her clit!«

Aurora had gone on one knee, her left hand under Eileen’s skirt, holding the rope ends. She pulled a little more, and Eileen sensed that the ropes were not quite centred.

»A-a little m-more to the l-left!«, she croaked. Aurora tried to adjust it by loosening and tightening, but in the end, her other end went under the dress, too. Eileen’s chest heaved when she felt Aurora’s hand at her pubic mound, trying to get the rope in place. Only the knowledge that the Argentinian did what she did to prevent Helena from getting beaten kept her from screaming and bucking.

»I-It’s in place now! But i-it should be – should be t-tighter!«

Perhaps, Aurora had come to the conclusion that this would be over sooner if she did a good job; perhaps, her artist’s sense of symmetry took over. She placed two fingers on Eileen’s pubic mound, so the ropes ran between, taking care they stayed centred whilst she pulled on the ends. The crotch rope turned from snug to very snug, and Eileen could feel it chaff her cleft. Still, it felt more irritating than painful.

»Eileen, this is Aurora’s first time! You could really be a little more talkative!«, Milena reprimanded her. Eileen stared daggers at her; then, she said towards Aurora:

»Now, the knots are not where – where they should be!«

Of course, they had wandered as Aurora had tightened the crotch rope, and now, the first was nested somewhere at her urethra, the second touched her labia, and the third was at the upper edge of her pubic hair. Aurora knew what this meant, and, whispering an apology, she pulled.

Now, it became more painful, and Eileen couldn’t help whimpering as the ropes began to bisect her pubic mound, trying to find a way inside her. The last knot slowly wandered down her pubic mound, and she blushed all over when Aurora felt for her clit with her index finger, telling her she had one more inch to go. When she finally tied off the ropes, The hemp was so tight that it sent a painful tingle through Eileen’s middle, and she shuddered from what it would be like if she had to do things like walking or sitting down.

»Now, let me see! Aurora, you may hold her hands!«

The girl obeyed, and Eileen could see that her cheeks had reddened, too. Aurora looked apologetically and appalled, but she kept Eileen’s hands firmly in her own, giving her some solace as Milena reached under the skirt and examined the crotch rope. When she controlled if the knot touched the blonde’s clit, she commented:

»So, you just trimmed your pubic hair a bit, instead of shaving it off or just leaving a cute little landing strip! Is this a Russian thing?«

There was a mewing from the bed, and when Eileen looked, she could see that Sabrina had pushed her hand under the squirming Helena’s middle.

»They are definitely not going partner-look down there! Helena has got a landing strip!«

Eileen felt so humiliated that she didn’t even feel relief when Milena told her that Aurora had done a good job, and that she didn’t need to tighten it. The criminal patted Aurora’s shoulder; then, she told her to fold her hands at the back of her head.

»Now, since Eileen is more experienced than you, we will add a little challenge: she will have to work without clear advice!«

Aurora wore an ankle-long silk skirt, and Milena now grabbed the hem and pulled it up, revealing the girl’s legs, then her pubic mound. Since she was pantyless, Eileen could see that the Argentinian sported a thin strip of black pubic hair.

Milena stuffed as much of the skirt into Aurora’s mouth as she could, so she had to keep the skirt up with her teeth. Aurora gurgled, but Milena warned her to spit it out. Then, she handed the other crotch rope to Eileen who was still trying to cope with her own. It wasn’t really painful, at least not when she held still, but the slightest move felt very inconvenient, and Eileen felt that she was sweating simply from wearing it for a few minutes now.

However, she knew that prolonging the next ordeal wasn’t helping her or her friends, and so, she slung the rope around Aurora’s waist, put the ends between her legs and then tightened it, trying to adjust the ropes with as less touching as possible. The fact that she could see what she was doing sure was helping. However, she then realized another problem: either by coincidence, or because Milena had a good eye for mean details, the knots were not where they should be: two had already disappeared from view, but the third was still close to the girl’s waist, and even when she pulled it so tight Aurora’s pubic mound was bisected in two, causing her to pant heavily, there was still some distance between the knot and her clit. Eileen knew that there was only one solution: something both she and Aurora wouldn’t like, but she knew that their captors would consider something even more devious if she refused.

»Sorry, Aurora! Now, close your eyes and think of Lionel Messi!«

She reached between Aurora’s legs and splayed her labia whilst pulling, so the ropes went inside the girl. Aurora reared up, and she spat out her skirt when she screamed. Milena jumped towards her, grabbing her wrists and clamping her mouth shut, so Eileen could tie off the knots.

»Sorry!«, she repeated as Aurora whimpered, her chest heaving as she was trying to cope with the line of fire between her legs. She had tears in the corners of her eyes, and Eileen reflexively took her hands once Milena reached them to her. When Eileen apologized once again, she nodded and then, she gritted her teeth when Milena inspected the crotch rope.

»Just to remind you two who’s in charge now!«

From her backpack, Sabrina now selected four long cable binders made from transparent plastic. She put three into her mouth, then, she stepped behind Eileen and grabbed her wrists. The girl gasped when she tied her elbows together. In the mirror on the door of Emily’s cupboard, she could also see how the tie made her ample breasts stand out even more.

The second cable binder went around her thighs, just above the knees. Then, Aurora was tied the same way. By leading them around a few steps, both girls realized they could take small steps, though the leg ties forced them to sway their hips in a way that made their crotch ropes irritate them even more.

Sabrina produced a roll of transparent tape and cut a few pieces. Then, she bent for Aurora’s discarded panties, light blue silk with black lace trimming. Eileen clenched her teeth, and Milena stepped behind her.

»Looks like you have got a big mouth!«, Sabrina considered, wrapping Helena’s thong around the panties. Then, Milena reached under Eileen’s dress and pulled on the crotch rope.

»Aaauhhmmphh!«

Her scream was stifled by the gag, and Sabrina forced the panties deep into her oral cavity. Then, under the threat of more pulling by Milena, Eileen bit down until she could close her lips. Sabrina sealed her mouth with three pieces of the transparent tape, carefully smoothing the edges. Then, they turned for Aurora who shook her head, but to no avail. Milena hooked one finger under her crotch rope and grabbed her scalp with the other, and Sabrina told her if she continued struggling, she would get an additional piece of tape over her nose.

In helpless rage, Aurora endured as Sabrina now forced the discarded panties of Emily into her mouth, forcing her to bite down hard on it before sealing her lips. Aurora groaned: the lacy panties weren’t bigger than Eileen’s gag, but she was sure that either, Eileen had been wearing those for some time – or that she had been aroused when doing so. »Maybe both!«, she thought involuntarily, and she had to force herself not to gag.

»Now«, Sabrina stated, »the way from the apartment’s door to the carport is just some 20 yards! Also, there is no Police squad waiting, but there might be passers-by! So, you might be tempted to try something silly! However, if you do so, I still have time to use this!«

She drew her gun and brushed over the cheeks of the girls with its barrel.

»Also, if my colleague hears anything that indicates you are not behaving well, your friend will also have to pay for it! So, you better follow me and try to draw as little attention as possible!«

»That’s impossible! Someone must notice!«, Eileen thought two minutes later when they had reached the door. They were standing at a paved patio, and she could see lights in the neighbouring houses, a car drove by, and she could even hear someone call for either a child or a dog. However, no one appeared as they staggered towards the black Mercedes limousine parked under the carport, besides Emily’s small car.

»You are the tallest, you are allowed to sit in the front!«

Milena opened the back door and then forced Aurora to take a seat. The Argentinian reared up and mewed, as sitting down made the crotch rope even worse.

»Blame Eileen, not me!«, Milena whispered, »I haven’t told her that in your case, the knot has to touch your clit, too!«

She giggled as she used another zip tie to tie Aurora’s wrists. Then, she fastened the seat belt over her before she removed her sandals and used two more cable binders to tie her ankles and big toes.

In the meantime, Eileen had frantically stared at the empty street. She had also thought of trying to run, but with her upper legs tied, she wouldn’t have gotten too far. in addition, she didn’t want Helena to get hurt even more.

So, she just obeyed when Milena opened the side door and tried not to scream when she sat down, though the movement made her crotch rope bite. Milena tied her wrists, fastened her sea belt and fixed her ankles together. Then, producing a small cable binder, she pushed it around the girl’s big toes. Eileen let out a fluttering breath and squirmed, wriggling her feet.

»Oh, yes, you are the ticklish one!«

She closed the cable binder, but left it loose, holding the end with two fingers. With her other hand, she brushed over Eileen’s soles, forcing her to tighten the toe tie by her own twitching.

»Shall I leave the two of you alone?«, Sabrina asked, deliberately misinterpreting Eileen’s mews. Milena laughed and yawned.

»You drive!«

Sabrina shrugged, and whilst Milena sat beside Aurora, she went behind the wheel. Before she started the car, she informed her comrade:

»Before I left, I had a quick look inside the nightstand of our little Police Officer! I really must say, what some people are hiding behind their decent facade!«

She turned the key, and over the faint, sonorous humming of the eight cylinder engine, she added with a sardonic smile:

»At least, poor Helena will be too distracted to miss you two much! I left her with the possibility for a new, exciting experience!«

***

Unable to do much more than to lie on her back and stare at the ceiling, Emily had found time to complain her current situation, the consequences of it, and the fact that maybe not all, but a considerable part of it had been her fault.

Perhaps, it had been a good idea trying to take Aurora out of the line of fire, but her idea of setting a trap had been bad, and it had failed miserably. Not only had the kidnappers now also abducted Beatriz, they were on their way towards Aurora, and instead of being able to do something against it, she was tied to a bed, naked, gagged and spread!

Reflexively, Emily pulled on her ankle ties, in a vain attempt to close her legs a little. Spread as she was, whoever would enter the room to rescue her would be able to look up to her uterus, so to say. If it were civilians, she would hardly be able to prevent someone from taking pictures, and if it were her colleagues, things would be even worse.

She had ignored all she knew, by not telling everything to her superiors and to organize a real large-scale manhunt. As an employee of the state, she could not be fired easily, but there would be degradation, disciplinary proceedings, and if she was lucky, very lucky, she would perhaps be allowed to rule the traffic in some godforsaken small town.

»Mhhrrrrmmmm! Uuhmmmmm! Mph! Grhhhmmmm!«

Emily pulled on her bonds and screamed through her gag, and when she had to take breath and tasted the bitter taste of Tamiko’s socks and panties, she completely lost control. The helpless girl screamed and screamed, thrashing in her bonds and fidgeting on the bed until exhaustion took its toll and she had to stop, panting and covered with sweat.

When she was greedily sucking air through her nose, Emily felt the knot of the nylon stocking tied around her neck press against her throat, and she shuddered. Then, the touch made her think of something, and, half subconsciously, she remembered her bondage.

»The knots! If only I could reach the knots!«

Emily was still groggy from her panic attack, but she felt for the stocking at her nape, where it fixed the chain of her handcuffs to her neck. Then, she began to pick on the nylon, trying to move the knots closer to her fingers. Emily panted, and she doubled her efforts when she felt the knot slide over her neck, away from her throat and to her carotids.

It was a tedious job, and Emily had to pause twice, but finally, she could reach the knots with her fingers. They were tight, and the girl was exhausted, but she repeated her mantra as she fought the bothersome knots:

»If only I can loosen this stocking, I can get my hands over my head! And then, the rest will be piece of cake!«

Cursing her short fingernails, and biting down on her gag, she continued, and finally, the knots opened, allowing her to remove the stocking from around her neck. Emily took a few deep breaths; then, she moved her cuffed hands, and indeed, she could get them over her head. Breathing heavily, she forced herself to regain some strength before she tested how far this would get her.

With her elbows still tied to the bedposts, Emily had no chance of simply raising, let alone leaving the bed, but she could pluck the clothespins from her sore nipples. it didn’t bring her closer to freedom, and when circulation set back in, they hurt even more, but it was a small step towards a little more dignity.

»A very small step!«, she thought, thinking of her still being naked, and of her obscenely wide splayed legs.

Then, she felt for her gag, and here, she could get somewhere. The vet wrap was sticky, and even if she had found the edge, it would take some time to unwind the numerous layers. However, if she had managed to do so, everything was possible: she could get rid of the other layers of her gag, and she almost choked on some saliva, filtered by Tamiko’s panties, that ran down her throat. She forced herself to calm down again; once the first few inches of the tape were loose, it would be easier!

»Perhaps, once my mouth is free – oh my God, how much do I miss free breathing! –, I can maybe gnaw on the ropes around my elbows! And if these are loose, all I have to do is to do some stretching to untie my ankles! Maybe, if I really loose my job, I should start a second career as an escape artist! Emily Houdini!«

Like this, Emily tried to cheer herself up as she wound the sticky tape from her mouth. Of course, even if she was free, there would still be a few minor details, like her complete failure as a Policewoman, or that now, even more girls were kidnapped, with not the slightest idea where they were, but for the moment, she forced herself to concentrate on just the next step.

***