Seven Summits 9

A few minutes after they had hidden inside the barn, there had indeed been a Policeman looking inside, but he had done a rather cursory search and left without really checking the hay bales behind which the girls were hiding.

Before they could sneak out, however, there had been other people: three peasants who were trying to get the tractor parked inside running, for they wanted some work to be done before it got too hot. At least, the fact that they played music, were talking, and the occasional sound of the tool allowed Helena and Tamiko a whispered conversation.

»Why?«, Helena asked, »I mean, they were the real Police! Why haven’t you just told them, instead of running away? Now, we are fugitives, and at least you have a criminal record!«

Helena was quite sure they would blame her for just running away, but Tamiko had attacked a Policeman. She tried to read the Japanese’s face, and then, she said something she remembered from school, a saying in Latin:

»Amantes amentes!«

»Hm?«

»Lovers are fools! You were led by emotions, not by your ratio! You were obsessed by saving Yini, and so, you-«

»I didn’t know you are studying Psychology!«, Tamiko interrupted her, and now, Helena could see something she hadn’t thought the Karate Sensei was capable of: her cheeks were reddening. Helena cocked her head, and Tamiko breathed:

»How did you know?«

Helena put her arm around Tamiko and smiled:

»Well, when you introduced to us that a friend of yours would co-host the training, you seemed excited. First, we thought that she must be famous, but Eileen suggested that there could be another reason for you showing a lack of countenance. And then, there was the photo!«

Tamiko, still blushing because her students had so easily read her mind, raised one of her perfectly plucked eyebrows, and Helena explained:

»I mean, you are a modern woman, but you had a real photo of Yini in your purse! And either, it came with a stain of blood, or there was some lipstick on it – a decent old pink!«

She brushed over Tamiko’s lips where, due to having been gagged since she had last put on makeup, only a small remnant of her lipstick was visible. Tamiko, who all too well remembered how she had kissed the photo, sighed.

»Maybe, I should retire from teaching others!«

Helena drew her closer, and the Japanese didn’t resist. Somehow, the realization that her Sensei, the tough Martial Arts fighter who also was some 15 years older than her, was also just a girl looking for love made her feel warmed by a wave of compassion.

»I think, feeling true love and caring for your significant other are good lessons to be taught!«

Tamiko sniffled, and she forced a smile on her lips.

»If you make me cry, you’ll have to do 50 on your knuckles during the next training!«

For a while, the girls lay in a silent embrace, listening to the men first cursing, then cheering when the occasional stuttering of the tractor’s engine turned into the sonorous sound of the engine running. Then, they left, to start their work, and the girls dared to leave their hideout.

»Now, what are we going to do next?«, Helena asked as they stepped out of the barn, seeing that the sun had risen already. Tamiko shrugged.

»This flyer – I mean, the theatre was a Red Herring, but it must have gotten to the tire somehow! So, they must have passed Rimpar, maybe on that very road!«

She pointed on the road, now dusty and uneven, showing that it had rained two days before. Helena frowned when she saw a sign on the other side. It was an ordinary road sign, indicating that on the left was the village centre and the church, as they already knew, for they had come from that direction. An arrow showing to the right said »Gewerbegebiet« and »Tierheim«. »Commercial Area« and »Animal Shelter«.

»Well, I have never been here, but a commercial area usually means that there are plenty of warehouses – warehouses where someone can even hide a bunch of kidnapped girls!«

Tamiko nodded, her face now showing a determination that looked slightly frightening. Then, she pulled Helena behind the corner of the barn and said something in Japanese. When Helena looked questioningly, she translated with a smile:

»Before a battle, the Samurai has to get rid of everything that can distract him!«

Having said so, she gathered the skirt of her dress, lowered her panties and crouched.

»Me and the other girls had a similar ritual before tests!«

She also squatted, and when both girls had relieved themselves, they went on to see if the commercial area of Rimpar would offer them further hints about the whereabouts of Yini, Eileen and the other kidnapped girls.

***

Milena had exaggerated a bit. The hose was an ordinary garden hose, not a fire hose, and thus, the water couldn’t even get the petite Anna Rose from her feet when it hit her. In addition, since it was July, the cold water felt rather refreshing than really chilly. However, the girls nevertheless mewed and wheezed, and tried to avoid the full impact of the hose. For a moment, some had feared that the water would cause a reaction of their electric neck rings, and at least Yini had had the hope that there would be a shortcut, allowing them to attack ad overpower their captors. However, nothing happened, and after a few minutes, they all stood there, dripping wet and slightly shivering.

Whilst Sabrina watched them, telling them to form a line in alphabetical order once again, Milena left, only to return a minute later. Over her arm, she carried the 14 pairs of handcuffs.

»We could need a little help! Maureen, come here!«

The Australian obeyed. Water was dripping from her, and the cold had caused her nipples to grow hard and erect. Milena handed her the bunch of handcuffs, except for two pairs she kept in her belt, and Sabrina told the others:

»All right, some morning exercise! Stand straight, bend forward, and touch the floor with your palms! Stay like that until further orders!«

She raised the controller, and the captives followed the order. Those who regularly did sports exercises, which was Eileen, Salome and Yini, could easily touch the floor with their full hands, and Beatriz, the lithe dancer, also had no problems, whilst Aurora and Anna Rose only managed to touch the concrete floor with their fingers.

»Once we have cuffed her, Maureen will tie your wrists and ankles again! If any of you rises before the last of you has been restrained, it will be 20 seconds of level 4 for all of you! By the way, at level 5, there will be slight burns from the shock!«

Though it didn’t actually matter, Eileen was proud that the scared whimper had not been hers. Milena now cuffed Maureen’s wrists and ankles, and surprisingly friendly and calm, she explained the girl how she had to check the cuffs were tight enough, but would not cut off circulation.

»If you can just put your little finger in it, it’s okay! Now, start with their wrists!«

The Australian did as she had been told, and though the task was neither painful nor more humiliating than standing with their butts thrust to the air and their boobs dangling was anyway, progress was slow, and some of the girls felt their stomach muscles beginning to ache.

When she had cuffed Yini’s wrists, Maureen had to work the row back, starting with the Chinese and up to Anna Rose. She tied Yini’s feet, and when she did Salome’s next, the girl trembled and let out a chortle when she tested the tightness with her little finger. Milena noticed it, and she stepped on the chain between Salome’s handcuffs. Then, she told Maureen to stand straight and to put her foot on the chain of her ankle ties, fixing Salome in her bent position. Maureen stiffened, for in her case, it meant that the Black’s buttocks touched her stomach. Milena made things worse as she grabbed Maureen’s handcuffs and forced her to bend forward, so the tips of her ample breasts touched Salome’s back.

»Can you play the piano?«

Puzzled by the unexpected question, Maureen looked up, but then, she nodded. Milena smiled and added:

»Good! And as an Australian, you of course know ›Waltzing Matilda‹! So, I want you to hum the melody, and to play piano on Salome’s skin – left, where the heart is!«

She pulled on the chain, forcing Maureen’s hands to Salome’s left armpit. The frightened girl made a few coughing sounds, but then, she managed to hum the melody, and her fingers began to tap on Salome’s sensitive skin. The Black trembled, and she let out a fluttering breath. Maureen missed a note when her fellow captive’s buttocks grinded against her lower abdomen, and then, Salome could not help uttering her first whimper.

Milena only insisted on the first verse, plus refrain, but this minute was like hell for Salome, as she more and more writhed and spasmed, squealing and wheezing as the nails of the girl continued to tickle her armpit. Beside her, Eileen shuddered, knowing what would happen to her if she showed a reaction to her feet getting touched by Maureen.

Finally, Maureen was allowed to leave Salome alone, and she had to cuff Eileen’s ankles. The blonde bit so hard on Salome’s panties that she had to swallow some bitter tasting saliva, and she managed to hold still, as Maureen tried her best not to touch the most sensitive areas of her ankles. When she saw Maureen get over to Beatriz, she let out a sigh of relief – followed by a squeal when Milena poked her sides.

Beatriz and Aurora weren’t ticklish, but in the latter’s case, Maureen was forced to spank her buttocks until the girl touched the floor with her palms.

»If you refuse, I will do it for you – with my belt!«

Maureen didn’t hit her too hard, but it was humiliating, and Aurora fought to get the last few inches against the resistance of her aching stomach. Her solution was to slightly bend her knees, but this forced her to thrust out her butt even more.

Anna Rose whimpered from her effort to get her palms to the floor, to avoid getting spanked, too. To her surprise, Milena let her go, and also didn’t order Maureen to spank her. Instead, the girls had to move a little, lining up under a steel pipe running along the ceiling. Then, Eileen was ordered to get towards Sabrina who handed her six eyelets, the kind that could be closed by a thread and a sleeve.

»You and Salome are the tallest, so, you can fix their handcuffs to the pipe!«

The room wasn’t higher than some seven feet, and so, this was indeed quite easy to be done. She started with Anna Rose who had to stretch and get onto her toes. in addition, her and Eileen’s breasts had quite some contact when she screwed the eyelid close. Both Aurora and Beatriz just had to stretch, but could stay on their feet, whilst Maureen was also forced on her tiptoes. The tall Salome could stand almost relaxed, but their breasts were at the same level, and by sheer coincidence, the eyelid was a bit bothersome to close, so, their breast to breast contact was the most intense.

Finally, there was Yini, and it was clear that she could not reach up to the pipe. Eileen feared they would order to have her dangling from her wrist cuffs, and she felt relief when Milena appeared with two empty beer boxes. She was told to step behind Yini whilst Milena placed one of the boxes in front of the Chinese’s feet. Then, she stepped onto the other, taking the eyelid from Eileen and grabbing the chain of Yini’s handcuffs.

»You sure don’t want Yini to get hurt, so, I need a little assistance from you! Put your hand behind her legs!«

Eileen protested through her gag and shook her head, but when Sabrina rose the controller and placed her finger on the button, she reluctantly obeyed, shuddering when her fingers touched the soft flesh of the Chinese.

»Now, push her upwards, so she can stand on the box! The harder you press, the less she will get her wrists hurt!«

This was true, but for Eileen, it felt terrible to touch another woman’s pubic area, and when she lifted the petite Chinese, the pressure of course increased, Though Yini tried her best to get her feet on the box as soon as possible.

When she was fixed, too, Eileen was allowed to withdraw, but instead of getting chained between Beatriz and Maureen, she was told to wait for Sabrina to get two buckets from a corner. One was a large empty plastic bucket, and she filled it with water. The other one looked like the buckets for Ketchup or mustard some snack bars had, with a push dispenser protruding from it. This one, however, contained liquid soap. Eileen groaned.

»Seems our Siberian beauty already guessed what she has to do to Maureen!«

The Australian also mewed and shook her head, but it was to no avail. A short shock, albeit Sabrina had lowered the level to two and stopped after three seconds, reminded the girls that there were always worse alternatives, as long as these two mean women were in charge.

Eileen pushed the dispenser, pouring some liquid in her palm, and she looked apologetically at Maureen before she started to lather her body. She started with the least embarrassing parts, creaming her legs, where she stopped at the top of her thighs, followed by her back and then her arms, though when Eileen did the girl’s armpits, she knew how it would be if someone, most likely Beatriz, would touch her there. Then, she smeared some soap on the girl’s belly, knowing that she no longer could prolong the inevitable.

Maureen managed not to squirm when she lathered her breasts, but she whimpered faintly, and there was a pink rash at her cleavage. Milena inspected the whole task, and she insisted that Eileen kneaded her boobs harder, and spent more effort on lathering them. Then, she had to do Maureen’s buttocks and hips, and then, as she no longer could avoid it, she also creamed her pubic mound, shuddering when she touched the Australian’s strip of pubic hair.

»Almost done!«, Sabrina commented when Eileen stood in front of the panting, soap covered girl. Then, using the persuasive power of showing the controller, she forced Eileen to get closer and to push one of her knees between Maureen’s, forcing her to open her thighs. This forced their breasts to touch, and also, it meant that now, Eileen had access to between her legs, where she was forced to touch another woman’s most intimate parts for the second time, though this time, it seemed like an eternity before she was allowed to stop, and it was almost a relief when she then had to lather Maureen’s cleft. When she was then fixed to the pipe, between Beatriz and Maureen, she felt like physically exhausted.

Using the hose, Milena washed the soap from Maureen’s body. Then, to allow the Australian to dry, they freed Salome from the pipe, so she could soap Yini. The Chinese held still, even opening her thighs to allow Salome to cream the area between her legs, and since she had the smallest and most petite body of all captives, the ordeal soon was over. Once Salome was again restrained and Yini had been rinsed, Anna Rose was loosened from the pipe.

Here, Aurora couldn’t help rolling her eyes and groaning with annoyance as the American whimpered and only did a very reluctant job of soaping her body, so Milena and Sabrina had her do it again and again, until the Argentinian felt as if she had used half of the bucket on her alone. She gave the sobbing blonde an evil glance when Sabrina washed the soap from her.

Following the row, Beatriz was next to be released, and Eileen steeled herself for getting touched by another woman on her entire body. However, Milena stopped her when she had poured some soap into her palm.

»We don’t want things to get boring! And since you like dancing-«

Sabrina played a Salsa theme, but that was not all she had in mind. When Beatriz started to cream Eileen’s body, Milena stepped behind the blonde and fixed the chain of her ankle cuffs with her foot. Then, she placed her fingers at Eileen’s armpits, and she stiffened when she felt the touch of the villainess’ fingernails. Milena raked down her sides, and Eileen writhed and panted, trying to keep herself under control. She brushed up her flanks, soft as a breeze, and the girl began to send small explosions of air through her nose as she twitched from barely oppressed laughter.

»Oh, Beatriz, you are part of the game, too! You are allowed to fetch new soap, of course, but then, your hands have to stay on Eileen’s body, and you of course must not leave out a part of it, no matter how much she moves!«

Then, the perfidious game started in earnest. Whenever Beatriz soaped Eileen’s breasts, buttocks or pubic mound, she intensified her tickling, forcing the girl to squirm and spasm, accompanied by muffled giggling, and the Chilean had to get closer and press her hands against the squirming slippery girl to get her lathered. The terrible finale was when Beatriz’s hand was between Eileen’s legs, and Milena forced her to buck and struggle. In the end, the girl more hung from her wrists than she actually was standing, and she was wheezing and panting. She barely looked up when the soap was washed from her, and she therefore missed when Sabrina whispered something into her comrade’s ear. Milena smiled sardonically, and then, Yini was released, and she was told to stand in front of Anna Rose who looked at her with eyes like saucers, trembling with fear.

»Yini«, Milena began, sounding so friendly that the Chinese immediately was alarmed, »you are the oldest in the room, so, you may get on your knees!«

Yini was 32, and so, she didn’t react. Sabrina let her hand land on her butt, and she reminded her that this was an order, not an option. Slowly, Yini knelt, and when Milena pressed on her shoulders, she sat down on her heels.

»Uuuhmmph! Nnggg!«

Anna Rose tried to buck when Sabrina and Milena now each grabbed one of her legs, lifting her from the ground. They forced her thighs apart and then made her sit on Yini’s shoulders, so the Chinese’s face was touching Anna Rose’s pubic mound. Milena loosened Yini’s left wrist.

»Now, you can soap her whilst sitting!«

Anna Rose pleaded and tried to get up, but Yini suddenly grabbed her buttock with one hand and grunted something into her lap. When she clawed her fingers into the girl’s flesh, she fell silent, and then, Yini began to soap her. Anna Rose still whimpered and trembled, but she had gotten the message: the less you squirm, the earlier it will be over.

Somehow, the fact that in this position, Yini couldn’t reach all parts of her companion didn’t seem to bother their captors. It seemed to matter that she could lather her private parts, butt and breasts, and only when she had done each of those thoroughly, they recuffed Yini’s wrists and then allowed her to withdraw from Anna Rose. She bowed towards the American, and though she had teas in her eyes, the girl slightly nodded.

Once Anna Rose was washed, only Beatriz and Salome were left. Since both girls knew each other, Aurora’s soaping of Beatriz didn’t cause any major embarrassment for both. Maureen looked at Salome, and she was trying to get ready for her turn. Milena appeared with one of the empty beer boxes and placed them in front of Salome’s feet.

»You better kneel on it, otherwise, you might be a bit too tall for her to reach everything!«

It didn’t bring much of an improvement, but now, Salome had to stretch her arms higher, and she knew that her armpits were exposed. However, Milena shook her head.

»This time, I won’t tickle you! After all, routine kills pleasure!«

Suspiciously, Salome looked at her, but indeed, when Maureen began to soap her body, Milena just stood and watched, taking care the Australian did a thorough job, but not adding any cruelties. When her whole body was lathered, Salome let out a sigh of relief. However, when Maureen wanted to withdraw, Milena called her back, and with a firm grip, she suddenly grabbed the chain of the Black’s ankle cuffs.

»Since Salome is kneeling, you couldn’t do her knees! So, I think you should soap her soles and toes instead!«

Salome screamed through her gag, but kneeling on the box, with Milena holding her feet, there was no escape. She squirmed and squealed helplessly as Maureen, under Milena’s strict orders, softly massaged her soles and also pushed her fingers between each of her toes, driving the Black almost insane.

Once Maureen was fixed and Milena had washed the soap from Salome, they inspected the row of damp girls, some of them already seeming quite exhausted. Sabrina clapped her hands.

»The hygiene part is over, except for one last thing!«

In front of the girls was a ceiling hook, and she now hung something to it that looked like a broad leather belt. Then, she showed an ordinary toiletry bag to the captives and opened it. On a beer box, she then placed two things: a shaving brush and a large can of shaving foam.

She smiled as the girls showed growing concern, a concern that grew into fear when she then produced a vicious looking razor blade and started to strop it on the leather belt.

***

The part of Rimpar proudly announced as »commercial area« consisted of the vast precincts of a building contractor, a company that sold tractors and other agricultural machineries, and the warehouses of a clothing company. Each was surrounded by high fences, and so, Tamiko and Helena had no other choice than to encircle the precincts, to have a look from the outside, and maybe find a hidden second entrance.

They no longer were alone, as there was the occasional jogger, people going for a walk with their dogs, and a few children on their bikes. Helena smiled involuntarily, remembering her teacher’s complaints that »nowadays youths« had stopped playing outside and spent the days glued to their cell phones instead. The thought, however, reminded her of something, and she felt for her pockets.

»Fuck!«

Somewhere between calling the Police and now, maybe when jumping from the wall, maybe in the barn, Helena had lost her phone. Tamiko smiled wryly.

»I know where mine is!«

Helena looked at her, and Tamiko added:

»In the stacker beside the seat in Emily’s car!«

At least, the Japanese had the apology that her borrowed dress had no pockets, and that she had considered it inconvenient to carry a handbag with her. However, the result was that they had no phone on them.

»So much for calling the Police once we found them! Oh, and speaking of the Devil-«

They had reached a hill from which they had a good view at the road connecting the entrances of the three companies. On it, they could see no less than three Police cars, including a personnel carrier. It was about a dozen men, and when two groups of two men had positioned themselves at the entrances of the building constructor and the clothing company, the rest marched onto the yard of the tractor company.

»What the- This isn’t just a routine control!«

For a ridiculous moment, Helena thought that they were looking after Tamiko and her, but then, when she saw five or six men swarming out whilst two were talking to the approaching employees of the company, she understood what this was about:

»Emily! Of course, she must have reported why she had been at the theatre in the middle of the night, and obviously, she managed to convince them that she hasn’t gone insane, but was following a track, albeit not in the usual way! They are looking for Eileen, and Yini, and the others!«

She wanted to storm down the hill, but Tamiko stopped her.

»Don’t forget that at least I am on their wanted list! If you are right, and if I can see Yini, I will run down this hill, yelling with joy, but if it is a false alarm, I want to stay free as long as possible!«

Helena had to agree that Tamiko had a point, and they sat down on a nearby bench that allowed them to still watch the search from the distance. After a while, Helena cleared her throat.

»Tami?«

Usually, Tamiko insisted that her students called her »Tamiko Sensei«, but now, she seemed too occupied by watching the Policemen to protest.

»Hm?«

»I don’t mind you holding my hand, but would you mind not squeezing my fingers?«

***

Humming a melody, Sabrina took her time in stropping the razor. Then, holding it loosely in her hand, she stepped in front of the row of captives who looked with discomfort at the shiny blade in her hand. She enjoyed the fearful anticipation for a few moments before she spoke:

»Ladies, our employer wants you to look your best, and since we neither have the time nor the skills to take care of the hair on your head, we will focus on – other hair! However, I am proud that I am able to tell you that all your legs are okay!«

Then, she started what could only be described as an inspection. One by one, she approached the girls, the razor blade still loosely in her hand, and inspected their exposed armpits. Anna Rose shivered when Sabrina brushed over her sensitive skin, but she decided that the girl was »clean«. Aurora and Beatriz also passed the examination; when turning for Eileen, she took her time letting her fingertips slide over her armpits, and the girl panted from her desperate attempt to oppress a giggle. After what seemed an eternity, and ostentatiously showing her the blade, Sabrina finally decided:

»Tomorrow or so, you should do your armpits again, but since you are blonde, you are off the hook for your time in our custody!«

At Maureen, she discovered a single hair she had missed when shaving last, and the girl mewed at the sight of the razor.

»Are you afraid that I cut you«`

Maureen nodded, and Sabrina lowered the blade. Then, she just plucked the hair out, causing the Australian to whimper. Salome got examined even closer than Eileen; Sabrina pretended that it was hard to see potential stubbles on her dark skin, but it was clear that she just took the opportunity to tickle her victim.

In Yini’s case, she was surprisingly tender, and, much to the dismay of the Chinese and those who could watch, she even brought her face close and licked over her armpits. Then, she turned for her pubic mound, brushed over her shaved skin and decided that Yini was »ready for the grand final«.

Salome wasn’t sure whether it was a good thing that Sabrina left her out and directly turned for Maureen. The girl blushed all over as her strip of pubic hair got so much attention, and she remembered how Sabrina had just plucked her armpit hair. She chortled with fear when the villainess playfully pulled on her hair, but then, she just smiled and patted the girl’s cheek.

»Very nicely groomed! Are you doing it in front of a mirror, or do you have external help?«

Maureen let out a fluttering breath, half from embarrassment, half from relief that she would not get in close contact with the razor blade. Sabrina left out Eileen, and her inspection of both Beatriz and Aurora was quite cursory, too. She just asked whether in their case, though they were from Argentina respectively Chile, it was also called »Brazilian waxing«, and if they shared the same beauty studio, for they looked »like wearing partner look down there«! She chatted as if this was some normal small talk, enjoying how the two girls fumed at her in helpless rage.

Anna Rose was »nice, smooth, and well groomed«, but, just because she could, Sabrina plucked one of her hairs and placed it on her palm.

»Make a wish!«, she joked and blew it into the American’s face. Then, she stepped back and spoke to the entire group:

»Eileen and Salome, you are both looking a bit – too natural for my taste! However, you may be pleased that neither me nor Milena will do such menial labours!«

Eileen gulped when Milena now freed Yini’s hands and made her jump from the box. Sabrina drew her controller, did something on the display, and then said:

»Yini, soon, you will not only have your hands free, but also hold a dangerous weapon! So, to prevent you from trying something stupid, I turned your neck ring on 12, and will watch from the distance! Milena, will you assist her, so Yini can concentrate on her work?«

»No menial labour, eh?«, the blonde villainess pouted, but she stepped forward and freed Eileen’s ankles. The girl shook her head and squeezed her thighs together.

»Nnngg! Mmhhmph!«

Milena shrugged. Then, to Eileen’s confusion, she put a surgeon’s rubber glove on her left and poured some oil over it before stepping behind Eileen.

»Mhrrmmmm! Uuhhmmmm! Mph!«

Eileen protested through her gag when Milena pushed her greasy gloved hand between her thighs and then did a claw grip, her thumb pressing into Eileen’s cleft whilst two fingers pushed against her labia. She tightened her grip to a painful level, and so, when she was ordered, Eileen raised her right leg. Milena brushed along her inner thigh with her free hand, then, she grabbed her knee and forced the girl to balance on one leg, with her middle exposed.

»Don’t worry, as long as you behave, I won’t tickle you!«

With little alternatives, Yini then took the foam and the shaving brush and brushed Eileen’s pubic area with copious amounts. She avoided looking at the blonde whose chest was heaving from her heavy panting, but she gently patted Eileen’s hip before she started to carefully shave her.

Eileen didn’t dare to breathe. It was so silent that she could hear the faint scratching of the blade on her skin, and she trembled, though she could feel that the Chinese had a steady hand and was working calmly. At one point, she felt Milena’s thumb enter her rear, but she didn’t dare to struggle, even when she began to playfully squirm it.

Knowing that anything but doing a good job would only prolong the ordeal for both her and Eileen, Yini took care to get every single hair. She carefully stretched Eileen’s skin when she shaved the fine hair between her legs, and she repeatedly reapplied foam, and once even stropped the blade again. When she was finished, Yini dabbed Eileen’s middle with a wet cloth; then, she examined her work with her fingers, detecting nothing but smooth skin.

Sabrina made Yini sit on her heels and recuffed her wrists, slinging the chain around her ankle cuffs, before she also inspected the embarrassed Eileen’s most intimate parts. Her fingers cupped her pubic mound and moved around, and then, she purred:

»Soft and smooth as a baby’s ass!«

She even fetched a mirror, allowing Eileen to look at her bold and slightly reddened pubic area. The feeling was strange – strange and somehow not unpleasant.

Milena withdrew her hand and removed the glove, throwing it into a dustbin whilst Sabrina used the hose to remove the remnants of foam and pubic hair. Then, she put on a new glove and whilst she oiled it, she blinked at Salome:

»When it comes to Blacks, does the saying also go ›two in the Pinky, one in the Stinky?«

***