Seven Summits 8

The church bell tolled three times when Emily’s small FIAT stopped at a small parking lot beside the graveyard wall. The village seemed to be sleeping; they had passed one other car since they had entered Rimpar, and there was only light behind very few windows. Emily checked her gun, and her companions looked around, Helena rather nervously, Tamiko willing to finally stand her fight.

»I won’t put any of you in danger again! We will just look if there is a black Mercedes fitting the description, and if so, we will call my colleagues and behave as reasonable as I haven’t before! No more heroines!«

On the lot, there were two more cars; ironically, one was black, and the other was a Mercedes. So, the girls left the car, and Tamiko had to oppress the urge to get into fighting position. Part of their plan was to look as if they were ordinary people, returning from some late event.

The entrance of the theatre was just around the corner, in a narrow paved street; since the ensemble offered a play for kids every summer, Helena had once been there with her parents, and the small theatre had looked interesting and cute, but not the least suspicious. The leader, who also acted as a conferencier, had been a nice elderly man with a walrus moustache and a friendly smile, and there had been no sing that anything but harmless acting was going on.

»In a way, it makes it the perfect facade!«

And yet, they all had difficulties in accepting that this was the criminal’s lair. Not so much because the building looked harmless, but because it would be hard to smuggle a bunch of women inside without anyone noticing. Some of the kidnappings had taken place in broad daylight, and in addition, the theatre had had a performance that very evening.

»The building is bigger than it looks from the outside, and it has an inner court!«, Helena remembered, and Emily was also sure that there had to be a second entrance for deliveries. So, they surrounded the block, and after two corners, they stood in front of a wooden door in the middle of a long wall. A sign said that parking was only allowed to members of the theatre. There were some tire tracks leading to the door, but none of them could tell if the profile matched.

»Maybe, there’s an abandoned cellar or something like that! with soundproof walls and-«

Emily interrupted Tamiko’s thoughts. Such things happened in movies, not in reality. However, serial kidnappings of beautiful women also rarely happened in reality. She was still thinking what to do when Tamiko suddenly tested the strength of the ivy covering the wall. Before Emily could stop her, she had climbed over it, and with a faint thud, she landed on the other side.

»Tami, are you insane?«, Emily hissed, but the Japanese just went to the door where there was a small gap between the door and the hinges.

»There’s a car, standing close to the main building!«

»A black Mercedes?«, Emily asked sceptically.

»A white van!«

Now, Emily felt confused and intrigued. If it was the van from the kidnappings, if the license plate would fit, was missing, or looked as if it had been replaced recently-

»Well, they can’t fire me twice!«

Emily cursed and climbed over the wall, followed by Helena. She felt a bit strange below the waist – not because of the butt plug that had left nothing but some irritating memories. But once again, the criminals had cut all of Emily’s panties, including the used ones from the laundry drawer, and so, she had been forced to put on Eileen’s panties that had gagged her, folding the waistband over the garter belt she still was wearing to prevent them from slipping. Above, she wore a pair of Emily’s sweatpants, her own bra and top, and a pair of Emily’s sneakers.

The court looked slightly eerie, and indeed, there was the silhouette of a car parked close to the house. From the distance, they couldn’t see details, but it was definitely a white van. Emily felt a tingle at her nape, and she whispered into Helena’s ear:

»Do you remember the address?«

Helena nodded, and she told her to get her cell phone ready.

»You’ll stay here, and if you have the slightest feeling that we can’t handle the situation, you call 110! You got me?«

Again, Helena nodded, and with trembling fingers, she drew her phone. Then, she hid beside the door, where a dustbin offered some cover, and watched as Tamiko and Emily approached the van, walking alongside the court’s wall to get there from behind.

She gasped when suddenly, a light went on behind the van, and then, she could hear voices. Then, she saw a shadow get to the van’s back door and open it. A red glooming point indicated that the man was having a cigarette.

»Change of plans my ass!«, he said, mumbling a bit with the cigarette between his lips, »In a regular job, we would get paid night surcharges!«

»Less complaining, more carrying!«, another man grunted from behind the van. Helena desperately looked for Emily and Tamiko, but they had vanished in the dark. Her hands trembled, and, taking Emily’s order literally, Helena had already dialled 110, so she would only have to press the »call«-button. And, without realizing it, this was what she did.

Watching the two men now carry a box – a box big enough to transport even a tall girl like Eileen! –, Helena shrieked when there was suddenly a voice right beside her:

»Würzburg Police, how can I help you?«

One of the men looked around, as if he had heard something, and, panting and her heart beating like mad, Helena cowered behind the dustbin. The man on the other end of the line repeated his question, and she whispered:

»C-Court of Ri-Rimpar theatre, please, come!«

Then, she ended the call, for she feared that the Policeman’s voice would carry to the two criminals that were now putting the box inside. Helena balled her fists when they dumped it onto the floor, and one of the men laughed:

»Careful, it’s precious cargo!«

They left the car and went back inside. Now, Helena could see something move, and she was sure that Emily and Tamiko had gotten close.

»Please, be careful!«, she begged, not daring to yell a warning.

Indeed, her friends had reached a position from which they could look at both the dimly lit door and the open load of the car. There was a large box inside, and Tamiko had to oppress the urge to jump forward when she thought that perhaps, Yini was stowed inside, naked, bound and gagged. The box looked big enough for two girls, and, irrational as it was, the thought of Yini’s nude body pressed against that of another woman made her also feel a little jealous.

The men seemed to have their hideout deep in the bowels of the house, for it took them more than ten minutes to return with another box. It seemed to be even heavier, for on the few yards between the door and the car, they had to pause.

»Freeze!«

Her gun in hand, Emily stepped forward, enough for the two men to see she was armed. The taller one, who had just lit another cigarette, dropped his lighter, and his comrade chuckled.

»Ey, what do you want here, in the middle of the night? This is private property!«

»Come on, Missy, drop your toy and leave, or we will have to call the Police!«, his comrade added. Both seemed rather surprised than really frightened, and Emily cocked her gun. Then, a lot of things happened at the same time.

The smaller man reached for his pocket whilst the tall guy bent down.

»Kiyaa!«

Tamiko jumped from her cover, slamming the edge of her hand onto the smaller guy’s wrist. With a curse, he dropped his cell phone, and his friend, who had wanted to pick up his lighter, spun around. Emily wanted to tell him to freeze, but since she was nervous, too, she fired into the air. Tamiko jumped back, still in fighting position, and the two men, one of them on his knees, now raised their hands, staring at Emily with a mixture of fear and perplexion.

»Now, open the box! Slowly, and keep your hands where I can see them!«

»Are you mad? This is a real gun, you-«

»Police! Drop the gun!«

At first, Emily thought that this was an attempt to distract her, and, being outnumbered, she fired at the voice. Luckily, she managed to raise her hand, so this shot went into the air, too, for she now could see that the men who had climbed over the wall were wearing uniforms, and from behind the wall, she could see a rotating blue light.

Usually, the Policeman accepting the emergency calls would have considered an anonymous call in the middle of the night a prank, but some hours before, there had been a warning about a girl maybe having been kidnapped, and now, they had no less than three women reported missing. So, since he had an address, he had sent a patrol, and these men, when hearing the shots, had not hesitated and quickly climbed the wall.

Emily, knowing that in such situations, some of her colleagues were quite trigger-happy, dropped her gun and waited for her colleague to approach. Calmly, she told him that she was a Policewoman, too, but he insisted on cuffing her hands before he turned his attention towards the two men that still had their hands raised. Once these were cuffed, too, both Helena and Tamiko stormed at the commanding Officer.

»Please, Emily’s really a Policewoman! And these men – they are kidnappers!«

»What kind of joke is this?«, one of the men shouted, whilst his comrade just shook his head. Emily stepped forward.

»Kommissarin Emily Moser, Department Hubland II! My ID’s in my handbag, on the seat of my car. The red FIAT parked by the church!«

»The boxes! My friends are in it!«, Helena shouted, and Tamiko began to pull on the lock. The lid sprang open, and the flashlight of one of the Policemen fell on something black, with lots of bright buttons and controllers. Questioningly, he looked at the perplexed Tamiko, and one of the men, seemingly relieved, stated:

»It’s our mixing panel! The boss agreed upon a matinee at Frankfurt – at 8 am! So, we had to load the equipment in the middle of the night!«

A few seconds later, the Policeman had checked the other box that contained two large speakers and some rolled cables. A bit meekly, they then freed the men, with the commanding Officer staring daggers at Emily.

»Before we set you free, we better check your ID!«

It was clear that he just enjoyed having Emily in handcuffs for a little longer, but she wasn’t in the mood to protest. Tamiko and Helena followed the group towards the still closed door, and the Japanese wanted to climb up. One of the Policemen held her arm.

»Don’t touch me!«, she snarled in a voice so intimidating that he indeed let her go. Without haste, Tamiko climbed the wall, seeing that another Policeman was waiting on the other side. The Officer shouted towards this man:

»Mark, the two women coming are maybe pranksters who abused the emergency line! We need their personal data!«

In his mind, he had already an explanation for what had just happened. A young colleague had seen a chance to earn some merit, and when these two girls had called her, she had added two and two and ended by five. He smiled when he thought of how he would give her a prolonged scolding before releasing her hands.

Tamiko crouched and reached for Helena to help her climb the wall, too. She could almost feel how Mark was trying to peek under her skirt, and she blinked towards Helena.

»Let’s go!«, she whispered when the girl stood beside her on the wall’s crown. When she jumped, the skirt of her short dress whirled, and for the fraction of a second, Mark got a full view of her white panties, and he thought that his job definitely had its ups. Then, Tamiko’s heel hit his chin.

»Come on!«

Tamiko had rolled over her shoulder when landing, and now, she grabbed the arm of Helena who had also jumped and now stared on the man lying on the ground. The two ran along the road, into the dark, and they only dared to stop when they had reached an abandoned barn where they hid and waited if someone would find them.

»Yini’s still out there – and I will not sit around waiting and do nothing!«

***

»Wakey, wakey!«

Six hours of sleeping hadn’t helped too much for Sabrina and Milena to recover, but nevertheless, both were in an extremely good mood. The evening before, they had reported to their employer, and he had congratulated them on their initiative. Sabrina had taken the picture Aurora had drawn from Eileen with her, and the man had looked at it approvingly.

»She really looks like that?«

»Well, try to think away the panties!«, Milena joked, and the man had chuckled. Then, he had told them that soon, the whole show would be over.

»Just tell me what’s the earliest time you can be ready with the preparations! Oh, and you also need a few hours of sleeping, of course!«

Though he had been conciliant, it was clear that he was anticipating his grand show, and so, Sabrina had promised that they could start at 6 am.

»So, let’s say one hour for breakfast, two for hygiene, plus another two for the final preparations – with a little buffer, we should be ready at 2 pm!«

»Great! So, if everything goes as planned until then, each of you will be 225 Grand richer – that is, if you don’t want to make it a quarter of a Million each!«

He added his final wish, something legal, but nevertheless embarrassing for a change. However, 25.000 was 25.000, and so, both Milena and Sabrina agreed. It would mean that they could only leave in the evening, but that would be compensated by a very generous salary for each extra hour.

In the cells, some of the girls had found some sleep, but they all immediately came to their feet when their captors were calling. Aurora pulled angrily at the bars, and Beatriz had withdrawn to a corner, trying to shield her breasts and private parts with her arms. Eileen just stood there, still wondering why she had ended up here, of all places.

»Last time, I was wondering how it would be behind these bars, though my parents had told me that there was no reason to worry, for the people were all friendly, and willing to help. Well, that has changed for sure!«

Both Sabrina and Milena were carrying guns and tasers, and they introduced that they intended to start with the good news:

»Today’s the day of the grand finale, where all questions will be answered! That means, that within the next 24 to 48 hours, you will have all this behind you – and by that, we don’t mean that you will be dead by then!«

»It’s the truth, in one or two days, you may return to your previous lives, without anything worse than a few new experiences!«, Sabrina added.

She waited for the news to sink in, seeing the glimpse of hope on some of the girls’ faces. Of course, they also knew that they hadn’t been kidnapped just for jolly, and so, she added some of the less pleasant information:

»Of course, your freedom and survival depends on your good will and cooperation! Both my colleague and I are glad if we don’t have to become murderers, but if you force us-«

»So, it’s your own choice – behave well, and follow our orders, so you will all be free within a day or two – or else!«

She played with her gun, and again, they waited for a few moments. Then, Milena took the backpack from her shoulders and opened it.

»Now, those of you who choose being unhurt and alive over a painful death, please, step towards the bars – hands on your heads, and your boobies pressed through the gaps between the bars!«

The first to obey was Maureen, driven by a wild irrational hope that there was a light at the end of the tunnel. Her ample breasts didn’t fit between the gaps, but she leaned against them, and Milena just patted her cheek. Then, she slung something around her neck, and a lock snapped when she closed it. When Maureen felt for her neck, she recognized it as a smooth metal ring, snug, but not too tight.

Next, Anna Rose and Yini accepted their rings, followed by Eileen who thought that if the Chinese Sifu did so, it was perhaps the right decision. Milena announced that their hesitating stood between them and breakfast, and this caused Salome to step forward. Since the few sips of water the day before, she had had nothing to eat and drink, and her mouth was parched from the perpetual gagging.

Milena took the opportunity to playfully pinch her nipple when she had applied the ring. Salome grunted angrily, and now, Aurora also stepped forward, hoping that this would accelerate them getting out of the whole ordeal.

Beatriz, the only one stark naked, hesitated for a few more seconds, but then, she also stepped to the door, and once the ring was around her neck, Sabrina showed a small device.

»Of course, your new necklaces serve a purpose! They are connected to this little controller, and on the lowest level, this happens when I press the button!«

She pressed, and there was a twitching, accompanied by some muffled whimpering and gasping as a painful tingle shot through their neck rings. Sabrina stopped after just two seconds; then, she explained with a gleeful grin:

»As I said, this was just level one – out of 12! From now on, each time any of you refuses an order, we will increase the level by one! And if any of you tries to escape, or to attack one of us, it will be one minute on level 12 for all of you, plus five minutes for any future insurrection!«

She didn’t wait for a reaction, but obviously, her little demonstration had worked, for as the doors were opened and the girls were told to form a line, with their hands on their heads, all seven captives obeyed, even those who had to expose themselves in the progress.

They were led into the large room with the concrete walls, and here, before they could see anything, they were greeted with the smell of fresh coffee and toast. There was some chortling, and to her embarrassment, Salome’s stomach grumbled.

In the middle of the room, there was a large scale, and on the lower plate, there were bottles of water, a large thermos flask, some plastic mugs and a pile of sandwiches that looked and smelled quite appealing. The other plate, dangling some two feet above the air, was empty.

»Now, let’s see if obedience gets you closer to breakfast!«

One by one, whilst Sabrina ostentatiously showed the controller to the girls, Milena freed their wrists and ankles, but left the gags in place. She then dumped the pile of handcuffs onto the plate.

»Hm, seems you are bringing not enough to the table! Sorry, there’s only food and drinks when the scale is even!«

For a while, the gagged girls stood motionless. Then, Maureen took off her sneakers and placed them on the plate, followed by her socks. The pointer moved, and now, the plate with the food was hovering a few millimetres above the ground.

»Good start, Maureen! However, it’s still not enough!«

After some hesitating, Maureen sacrificed her trousers and T-Shirt. Clad I just her bra and panties, she stepped back, thinking she had done what she could. With a grunt, Salome then removed her pantyhose, careful not to lower her panties, too. It didn’t cover anything, and though it added only a few grams, it was perhaps helping. Aurora added her top, leaving her in her black lacy bra and the dark red skirt. Still, the indicator was not even, and with an expression of calm dignity and contempt, Yini took off her bra, making no attempt to hide her boobs from viewing.

Anna Rose, in a desperate try to avoid further stripping, took off her necklace and earrings, then, she collected her co-captives’ jewellery, too. The small handful, though it included Beatriz’ belly ring, didn’t add much, the indicator didn’t even move.

Now, Beatriz was still stark naked, and Salome and Yini only wore panties. They glimpsed at the other who had more to give, and finally, Aurora sacrificed her bra, too. Eileen sighed through her gag. These criminals had seen her nude middle before, and she wouldn’t die if they would see a little more. So, she opened the zipper of her little dress and let it fall to the floor. Then, she took off her bra, grabbed the garments and placed them on the growing pile. With her arms shielding her breasts and middle, she then stepped back, and Milena looked at her.

»Not bad, Eileen! What are you, a 36 D?«

Blushing slightly, Eileen nodded. Obviously, Aurora now wanted to show solidarity to her or to Beatriz, for she took off her skirt and bra, also rendering her naked. A few moments later, Yini’s panties landed on the plate, and now, the indicator was close to the top.

»So close! If only you had a little more to give!«

With as much grace and dignity as such an act allowed, Salome now peeled down her rainbow Lycra panties. They consisted of more cloth than those of Maureen and Anna Rose combined, and she hoped that they would be enough. When she walked towards the plate, Eileen couldn’t help noticing that Salome had two dimples over her buttocks, dancing on every step.

Milena looked at the rainbow panties, then let her eyes wander over Salome’s pubic mound, and commented:

»When the pride flag disappears, only a black Bermuda triangle remains!«

Salome showed her the middle finger, a fitting comment on such a strange metaphor. However, Eileen noticed how much self-control it costed Salome not to cover her pubic mound with her hands as the criminals looked at her.

Maureen and Anna Rose now realized that their fellow captives were looking expectingly at them, too. With a gurgling scream of sheer frustration, Maureen took off her bra and added it. Though it was a 36 DD with three quarter cups, it wasn’t enough.

»Mph!«

Blushing all over, Anna Rose undid the knot in her shirt and took it off. Now, the indicator looked even, but Milena inspected it closer and shook her head.

»A few grams are still missing!«

Now, Anna Rose made a gesture towards Maureen, blushing all over. Then, she held up three fingers. The Australian nodded, and on »three«, both pulled down their panties and threw them onto the plate. It moved a little, a metallic »BING!« could be heard, and the indicator was exactly even. Then, the plate moved further down, and Milena giggled.

»Seems that Down Under, they are wearing lead panties, to not fall off the Earth!«

Sabrina stepped forward, her controller in her hand.

»Just kidding, I can control the scale via a remote! We thought that this little game would make stripping a little funnier!«

If looks could have killed, this would have been her last prank, but she then reminded the girls that she also still controlled the neck rings, and so, none said a word or tried to attack Milena when she now removed their gags, taking care to place them in alphabetical order. They were allowed to eat and drink then, and they had to admit that though frugal, it was quite delicious, and also more than enough. The only thing concerning them was that Milena selected all their panties from the plate and draped them on a line from which also the five panties the newly arrived had been gagged with were dangling. So, knowing that soon, new humiliations would follow, the girls ate in almost complete silence.

»Now, if we want to stay in our schedule, you shall finish your meal now! That is, if you would like some privacy!«

She pointed at two Dixie toilets, and each girl was given five minutes. The boxes were stuffy, and the hinges had been removed, but nevertheless, it was a relief to be alone, albeit for just a short time. After the meal, the girls had to line up in alphabetical order.

»Now, it’s time for hygiene, and since we know that sometimes, one might be a little neglectful when it comes to that, each of you will be responsible for another one, and if one fails, both will be punished! Anna Rose and Aurora, step forward!«

The girls obeyed, the American timidly, the Argentinian showing more defiance in her attitude. Whilst Sabrina sat on a chair, the controller in her right, Milena stepped towards the two, looking at the blonde American.

»What would you say, is she your height?«

»A little taller, I think, maybe, 5’7’’!«

Aurora confirmed that, and now, Anna Rose had to guess the Argentinian’s bra size. the girl lowered her head, but she answered clearly:

»34 C!«

She had guessed, for her breasts looked about the size of her own, but Aurora had a slightly wider chest. Again, the answer was right, and Milena ordered:

»Now, it’s time to gag Aurora! She will be so kind to get on her knees, to make things a little easier for you!«

Though she didn’t do it deliberately, Aurora knelt, and Anna Rose, seeing no point in prolonging the inevitable, went for the Argentinian’s gag mask. Milena stopped her.

»Use yours instead! Since you are responsible for her, it’s only fair when she gets used to the taste of your saliva! However, before-«

She went for the line of panties and picked the American’s thong. Obviously disappointed by its small size, she went for the plate and also picked one of Maureen’s socks.

»Now – gag her!«

The girl hesitated, and then, there was a scream of surprise and pain from all captives as Sabrina sent another shock wave through their neck rings. Again, she stopped after just two seconds, but she informed them that this time, it had been level two.

Trembling, and whispering apologies to Aurora, Anna Rose pushed the thong between her lips, adding the sweaty sock on top. Aurora retched, but worse was to come when Milena forced the blonde to wedge the gag deeper into her throat, for she had to make room for the gag sewn inside the gag mask, a cloth sack filled with yet another pair of used panties. Aurora was panting when finally, Anna Rose had finished gagging her and buckled the gag at her nape. Milena produced a padlock, and when she examined the strap, she shook her head.

»That will fall off!«

Ignoring the choking grunt from Aurora, she pulled the buckle two holes tighter. then, she secured the gag with the padlock, and without warning, she slapped Anna Rose’s buttocks two times each, hitting her hard, so there was a smacking sound, and the girl yelped.

The American expected that now, it would be on her to be gagged by Aurora, but the »chain of responsibility followed the alphabet, and she had to line up behind Yini whilst Aurora, still having to cope with her now more massive gag, had to silence Beatriz. First, the Chilean had to name her age (25), her height (5’7’’) and, of course, her bra size (32 C); then, she was gagged with the discarded gag mask of Aurora, together with the Argentinian’s thong that had gagged her before, and the second of Maureen’s socks.

Despondently, Eileen looked at the line with the remaining panties. None of those was her own, and the two smallest were already gone. She knelt on the concrete, and when Beatriz approached with her gag, she turned towards Milena and said clearly:

»I know where we are!«

Milena just shrugged.

»So? If you had known before you came here, and had told someone, that could be a problem, but now, it’s just useless knowledge, because tomorrow by that time, we will be gone, and you should be glad if we told someone where to find you!«

She went behind Eileen, and the girl knew that she was selecting a pair of panties. Eileen sighed when she saw she handed a rainbow coloured piece of cloth to Beatriz. It was Salome’s panties, the biggest of them all. Milena made the Chilean hold the crotch part to her nose and dab her lips with it before she had to work them into her fellow captive’s mouth. Eileen’s mouth already felt full, but of course, the gag mask went on top, and now, the gag touched the back of her throat, triggering her gag reflex. Milena herself tightened the buckle, though Beatriz had already done a good job. Once the gag was secured, she saw Eileen’s defiant look, and just to ruin it, she tickled her sides, so the girl mewed and cringed.

The row of gagging went on. Next was Maureen, in which case Milena forced Eileen to combine her gag mask with the black lacy thong of Helena, plus the blue and black one from Aurora. Salome, who showed an equally defiant look as Eileen, at least, according to Milena, got Yini’s white bikini briefs in her mouth, followed by the red pair that had been used to gag Beatriz and had been worn by Aurora. When the gag mask had been tightly applied, her mouth was at least as full as Eileen’s, and again, Milena took advantage of the girl’s ticklishness.

Now, only Maureen’s and Emily’s panties were left. In Yini’s case, though the Chinese had a rather small mouth, Milena forced Salome to gag her not only with the Australian’s white cotton panties, but to add her own pantyhose before forcing the gag mask on top. Anna Rose accepted the white lacy knickers with a considerable fatalism.

Once her gag mask was padlocked, Milena withdrew, and Sabrina directed all captives in a corner of the room that differed from the others because there was an iron grid in the floor. Then, she produced a piece of chalk and drew a line from one wall to the other, marking the area the girls would not be allowed to leave.

»You may move around as much as you like, but crossing that line means ten seconds on level three! You might think this is an easy to follow order, but you might think different soon! After all, this isn’t the Ritz, and so, we have less comfortable washing facilities!«

»Milena returned, and the girls’ eyes widened when they saw she was carrying a water hose, aiming at them with the spout.

»For example, we only have cold water here!«

»At least, one cannot complain about the water pressure!«, Milena added with a sardonic smile and opened the valve.

***