Seven Summits 10

»Are you fucking kidding me?«

Though being some 200 yards away, Tamiko and Helena had a good view at the Police searching the three precincts. Of course, they were disappointed that there wasn’t at least a company of investigators, and in addition, it didn’t seem as if they were searching with all their effort. At around noon, most of the men even had a lunch break with sandwiches and drinks served by the employees of the tractor company.

At two occasions, there had been a short commotion that had made the girls hold their breath; once, an excited young Policeman had called a superior, but when they had returned, it looked as if he had just found some smugglers contraband, most likely untaxed cigarettes. The second time, a shot had been fired, followed by some of the Policemen raising their weapons, and both Tamiko and Helena had held their breaths. However, this had turned out to be just a misfire.

In the end, the Police retreated, and Tamiko stared down at the buildings, feeling an emptiness inside herself. Helena put her hand on the Japanese’s shoulders, and she also had to fight back her tears. All signs had led to Rimpar, and now, there was nothing?

»What about the animal shelter?«, Tamiko asked. She had read the sign, but ignored it, for she just couldn’t think of someone hiding half a dozen kidnapped women among a pack of barking dogs. Helena shook her head.

»The sign must be old, there is no more shelter!«

She now remembered to have read about it a few years ago, when she had still been at school. Eileen had shown her the article, for it was the very shelter where she and her parents had adopted Mr. Grumpy, the family cat.The animal shelter had been transferred to the next village, for some sponsor had offered a better place for a symbolic rent, and now, they could take care of more animals and also had more stable buildings. She pointed at a hill behind the warehouses.

»It has been just over there – but I think there are only ruins now, for they took all that had value with them!«

She gasped when Tamiko grabbed her arm.

»You mean ruins where someone could hide? Why haven’t you told me before?«

Helena was sure that this would be yet another Red Herring, the third in a row, but when Tamiko walked towards the hill, she followed her.

***

Salome’s ample breasts heaved when she took deep breaths, forcing herself to hold still whilst everything within her told her to either buck and scream, or to try to kick at her captors. However, she knew that both would have been a bad idea.

She had watched how Eileen had been shaved, and she had then tried to steel herself for the upcoming ordeal. Again, it had been Yini who had to do the job, and whilst the Chinese, guarded by Sabrina, had stropped the razor, Milena had uncuffed Salome’s ankles, forcing her to raise one leg. She had stepped behind the Black, her right hand holding her knee up, whilst her left had wandered between her legs. Salome had gasped when an oily thumb had been thrust into her rear, not painful, but very irritating, and when two fingers had pressed against her labia, forcing her to hold still if she didn’t want to get touched even more intense. Her cheeks burned, and she mewed when Yini used the brush to apply foam on her exposed middle.

However, Sabrina had indeed found a way of making things worse than in Eileen’s case, and Salome had to admit that there were indeed different stages of hell.

»As a Sifu, you sure know that once a pupil is good at something, you have to make the exercise harder! And since you did such a good job on Eileen-«

She produced a black sleeping mask and put it over Yini’s eyes, blindfolding her. Salome mewed and wanted to struggle, but Milena tightened the grip on her middle and rear, and Sabrina purred:

»Do you really think that wriggling is a good idea?«

»Mph!«

Salome stared daggers at her, panting with helpless rage. She could feel Yini’s nimble fingers explore her private area, and though she knew that the Chinese just tried to avoid hurting her, it was even more embarrassing than the finger in her rear. Sabrina brushed over Salome’s cheek.

»Don’t worry, I will help Yini at the most difficult parts!«

Though she had thought she had reached the nadir, Salome’s eyes widened when Sabrina produced a pair of tweezers.

Salome tried to rationalize the situation, by telling herself that when she shaved her legs, she also sometimes was not looking. However, in that case, she used a Lady shaver with gridded blades, and if she cut herself, it was just her legs and not-.

She had to gulp, though with no less than three pairs of used panties stuffing her mouth, she regretted this immediately. Of course, she could tell herself that Yini wasn’t wielding a butcher’s knife, and that a small cut would not kill her, maybe, it wouldn’t even hurt. But the mere idea of having a blade, a blade handled by a blindfolded woman, between her legs caused an atavistic fear take possession of her.

Yini worked calmly and carefully, though she had to see with her hands and therefore had to do much more touching than in Eileen’s case. From time to time, Sabrina detected a hair she had missed, and she then plucked it with the tweezers.

»Perhaps, we should have used wax instead! I mean, it feels like someone’s scalping you down there, but after a few moments, it’s over!«

When the job was finally done, Salome’s legs were wobbly, and she was covered with sweat, so Milena once again rinsed her with the hose. She doubted that the »grand finale« could be any worse – and at the same time, she knew that most likely, the villainesses would prove her wrong.

»Now, listen well, Ladies!«, Milena announced once Yini had been fixed to the pipe again. Whilst she spoke, Sabrina made the round and put a sleeping mask over each girl’s eyes. They were soft, but effectively blindfolded them.

»We will now arrange you for the grand finale, one by one! Of course, it might be tempting to try freeing your hands from the pipe whilst we are away, and it’s of course not impossible to do so. However, you still have to ask yourselves whether it is worth the consequences!«

Sabrina, who had finished the blindfolding, pressed the controller, sending a short level 2 shock through the neck rings, a little reminder of what said consequences were. Milena, however, had yet another argument:

»As the name implies, the grand finale means that this will be your last ordeal! And, as I said before, it’s not a euphemism for killing you afterwards, and we are also not running a bazar for people looking for sex slaves or something like that! Once the finale’s over, we will put you into your cells and leave, and once we have made it over the border, we will call the Police. So, if you don’t try anything stupid, you will be free by tomorrow, physically unhurt, and having lost nothing but your dignity!«

Some of the tougher girls chortled angrily at their humiliation being downplayed to a loss of dignity, but Milena had indeed triggered a wild irrational hope: if they behaved, it would soon be over! And Milena sounded convincing, simply because that was indeed what their employer’s plan was all about. No strings attached.

Anna Rose mewed when her wrists were loosened from the pipe. She felt that her arms were grabbed, firmly, but not brutal, and she was led a few yards, obviously outside, for she could feel gravel under her feet.

After a few yards, the girl was made to sit down on what seemed to be an ordinary wooden deckchair. Her left handcuff was released, only to bring her arms behind the backrest and tie them again. Then, a zip tie was put through the chain and fixed to one of the backrest’s horizontal bars.

Anna Rose twitched when she heard the sound of tearing duct tape, and then, her upper body was taped to the backrest, below her breasts and at her waist’s level. Then, her ankles were uncuffed, and her legs were bent over the armrests. Anna Rose weakly flailed with her calves when her knees were fixed to the armrests, with rounds of tape and an additional zip tie on each side. The position was tolerable, but she knew all too well how exposed her nude middle was.

»Uuuhmm!«

She squealed when something cold touched her foot, but it was just one of her captors washing the dirt from her feet with a wet cloth. After that, her neck ring was removed, and the girl sighed with relief. Then, she heard Sabrina’s voice:

»You know, for our plans, you are easy to handle on the one hand, but the least challenging on the other! You are a just a scared girl, looking for an escape from her fears! And we will offer you an escape! Maybe, you will try to fight it, but then, you will consider it more and more – convincing!«

The American tried to rear up and moaned when something was pushed between her splayed legs, and under her butt. It felt like a stick, about two inches in diameter, and it felt as if it was covered with knobs. Then, something also pressed against her pubic mound, though not very firmly.

»1, 2, 3 – test!«

A buzzing sound could be heard, and at the same moment, the stick came to life, not only oscillating, but moving back and forth a few inches. The part pressing against her pubic mound also vibrated, and by the movement, it started to massage her clit.

»A vibrator! Oh my God, I am sitting on a vibrator!«

Anna Rose still flailed her lower legs and shook her head when after a few seconds, Milena switched the device off. When the girl mewed, she said laughingly:

»Patience, Dear, we have to arrange the others and wait for the guests before the grand finale will start!«

***

The road leading towards the abandoned animal shelter looked as if there hadn’t been much traffic over the last years, and once they had reached the top of the hill, the girls could see the fence around the area. It was an ordinary fence, some three yards high, and it had plastic tarps tied to it, to prevent people from looking inside.

»Didn’t you say there are just ruins?«

The road ended at a door where a big sign informed that »Herbert Inc.« was planning to build a new property here, and a smaller sign forbid unauthorized trespassing. Beside the door, Tamiko detected a camera, and they withdrew into the forest.

»Something tells me that there are not just abandoned dog kennels behind this fence!«, Tamiko stated and began to search a way through the bushes. Helena looked at the road, leading back to Rimpar, where it would be easy to get access to a phone. However, she followed the Japanese, driven by the same thought:

If Herbert Inc. had just placed the fence to keep off vandalizers, and if there were indeed just a few abandoned buildings, it would not only be the third disappointment in a row, they would also have to expose themselves to the Police, and before doing so, they at least wanted to be sure they had something in their hands.

***

In the warehouse, the six remaining girls had hesitated to try freeing themselves, and so, when Sabrina and Milena returned, only Salome and Aurora had lifted their blindfolds, and the first was trying to screw open the eyelet fixing her cuffs to the pipe.

»You naughty girls!«

Sabrina turned the controller on level 4 and sent agonizing shock waves for five seconds that felt like minutes. Then, she readjusted the blindfolds and both Aurora and Salome got spanked, the Argentinian ten times, the Black 20. Then, having reminded them that the next time, it would be »double event«, meaning ten seconds on level 8, they took Maureen with them. Once they were outside, Milena gently brushed over her neck.

»Don’t worry, the punishment has left no mark!«

The tingling had also ceased, but nevertheless, Maureen was scared as her handcuffs were removed, only to allow her captors to tie her wrists and elbows with tape, making her joints meet. Maureen felt the strain in her shoulders, and she knew that the elbow tie was forcing her to thrust her anyway ample boobs out.

»You are a natural 36 DD, it would be a sin not to emphasize that!«, Milena breathed and placed a kiss on one of the girl’s nipples. Then, they pulled something up her bound arms. It was made of leather, and when it had been pulled up to her armpits, Maureen felt that her hands were trapped inside a tight stiff leather mitten. It was an armbinder, and she mewed when Sabrina pulled the laces tight, so her arms were even more firmly pressed together and rendered immobile. Straps were pulled over her shoulders, crossed between her breasts and then fixed to the sheath again, and another strap went around her waist, pinning her arms to her back.

»So voluptuous!«

From behind, Milena reached around Maureen, pulling her slightly backwards and cupping her breasts, kneading them.

»Hey, there’s enough to play with for both of us!«, Sabrina protested, and then, Maureen felt two pairs of hands massaging her boobs. They continued until her pleading and mewing ceased, mockingly asking her if she was beginning to enjoy it. Then, she was led a few steps and lifted up a few inches, placing her on a little platform that moved when she stepped onto it. In the middle of the platform was a vertical post, and once her ankle cuffs were removed, Maureen was fixed to it with several leather straps, so the post was between her legs. Maureen realized that she had to go on her tiptoes to avoid its top from more than slightly touching her soft flesh, and though the pole was four inches in diameter and had a smooth, rounded top, she was reminded of old images of impalements. She tried to struggle, but stopped immediately as this caused the platform to sway.

»Nothing to be afraid of, Maureen!«

It was Milena, stopping her swaying by cupping her breasts again. She explained to her that the contraption she was placed upon was from an abandoned playground.

»Just a platform placed on a large spring! The post, however, was added by us, for this is definitely adult stuff!«

Suddenly, the post started to vibrate, and Milena’s hands wandered to Maureen’s shoulders, pressing her down, so her labia touched the post harder. Then, she let the girl go, and in her struggles to raise the little she could, Maureen swayed and wriggled.

»As said, it would be a shame if we wouldn’t emphasize on your lovely melons!«

They switched off the post, took off the girl’s neck ring and left Maureen fighting to stop moving when they went back inside to fetch their next victim.

***

The fence was an ordinary one, there was no barbed wire on top, and an occasional bird sitting on it indicated that it was also not an electric one. However, when walking along it, the girls had detected a thin wire, telling them that there was an alarm attached to it. So, if they climbed over it and touched it, there would either be a siren, or, more likely, a silent alarm.

»What now? Digging a hole with our bare hands?«, Helena asked.

»If necessary!«, Tamiko replied, but she also was looking for a better alternative. Then, after another 100 yards of stumbling through the bushes, they reached an open ground, obviously the place where, when the shelter had still been active, the dogs had been allowed to play. A brook ran through the area, and the fence span over it, reaching down to the surface of the water.

Using the fence as a hold, Tamiko balanced towards the brook and squatted, feeling where the fence touched the water. With a smile, she turned towards Helena.

»There’s a gap! It could be just wide enough for us to slip through!«

When Helena hesitated, she added:

»What are you afraid of? Piranhas or sea mines?«

There was no thin wire to be seen, and so Tamiko let herself slide into the water, gasping when she felt it was quite chilly. She then sat down, and carefully, she pushed herself forward.

»There’s no barrier!«

She now was halfway through the gap, her legs already inside the restricted area. Tamiko went further, then, she took a deep breath as she had to get under water to pass the gap. Sputtering, she reappeared on the other side, dripping wet, but unharmed.

»That’s really easy!«

»Easy, peasy, Japanesey!«, Helena joked, earning her a middle finger from Tamiko. She took a deep breath and slid into the water. Though the brook wasn’t deeper than some one and a half feet, she needed all her courage to dive and try to squeeze herself through. When something touched her ankles, her first reaction was to flail, but it was just Tamiko helping her to get through the gap.

None of them had even a scratch, but the water had taken its toll in another way. Helena’s borrowed sweatpants were now soaked with water, and it felt to her as if she had to walk wearing a diaper. So, she decided to take it off, though she felt ridiculous in her ensemble of a wet and now transparent T-Shirt, Eileen’s panties and the borrowed socks and sneakers. Tamiko took off her wet dress, leaving her in just her white panties, and also kicked off her sandals.

»No useless ballast!«, she stated as Helena stared at her. Then, with an impish smile, she playfully poked one of the brunette’s nipples piercing through the wet cotton.

»Besides, consider it an act of solidarity!«

»I will show you solidarity, Tamiko Sensei!«

Helena took off her wet T-Shirt. If there was really nothing but an abandoned animal shelter, they could simply leave like they had come, and let their clothes dry on the way back to Rimpar.

»And if it is the criminals’ lair – well, they have already seen us naked! So, this will be our least concern!«

***

When Milena and Sabrina returned to the warehouse, Salome and Eileen, the only ones who could easily reach their blindfolds, quickly pulled them over their eyes again. They had tried to see what was going on outside, but only heard some indistinct voices and faint rustling.

All five had felt fore the eyelets. These could be opened quite easily, but what then? The warehouse had only two doors – one leading back to their cells, the other one to where their captors were. None of them could run with their ankles cuffed, and in a fight, they would also be severely limited. Though the pain had ceased, all of them knew what would happen if they tried and Sabrina could press the controller, and so, they had waited for things to come.

To their captives’ surprise, they took both Aurora and Beatriz with them. Both grunted and bucked angrily as they were led outside, earning them slaps on their naked butts.

»Keep that fiery temper for the grand finale!«

Once they had left the warehouse, the two girls could hear some mewing and rustling, indicating that Maureen and Anna Rose were close. They were parted, and then, each of them had to part her legs, to sit astride some round horizontal bar that seemed to be a veritable tree’s trunk. Soon, both could solve the mystery: they were sitting on the opposite sides of a seesaw, only that they were back to back, allowing Sabrina and Milena to tie their handcuffs to the iron handles with padlocks, forcing them to remain seated. The position was tolerable, as both could easily stand, even with their ankles still cuffed. Milena checked their blindfolds; then, both girls mewed as she did something with their ears, but they relaxed when it just turned out to be ordinary ear pods.

»We had no time to check your favourites, so, we hope we more or less fit your tastes!«

Aurora and Beatriz twitched when the music started, but it was just a Salsa tune, and the loudness was on a convenient level. Whatever it was, it wasn’t meant as an acoustic torture. Milena switched off the music, but left the ear pods in place.

»Just for you to have something to adjust your rhythm to, when the dance begins!«

Aurora moaned and shifted her hips when something was pressed against her pubic mound. It felt like a ball or knob, and it seemed that it was fixed to the seesaw, as she could not push it away, or escape its touch. Her left ankle was released, and then, she mewed with alarm as her ankles were grabbed and bent.

Milena and Sabrina brought her feet together behind her back, threading the cuff’s chain through the handle before fixing her left foot again. Now, the girl sat there, no longer touching the ground, with her knees pointing downwards. Aurora felt that her new position forced her to lean a little harder against the knob between her legs.

Some mewing, and an increased swaying of the seesaw indicated her that Beatriz was fixed the same way on the other side. Both girls screamed through their gags when Milena first brought one, then the other side down, so their knees touched the ground.

»As you could feel, there’s sand under the seesaw! So, touching the ground won’t hurt, even if you get more excited as the music plays on – con vibrato, so to say!«

A moment later, the Salsa tune started again, and this time, the knobs pressing against the girls’ private parts started to pulsate. When hey struggled, the seesaw moved, making things even worse.

Milena stopped the music and the vibrators again; then, she and Sabrina took four little jingles attached to crocodile clamps and placed them on the two Latinas’ nipples, causing another angry protest. Giggling, their captors removed their neck rings before fetching the next girl.

***

Tamiko and Helena were approaching what had been the shelter’s main building, sneaking around two rows of concrete boxes that had been dog kennels. Obviously, the iron grids and everything that could be used in the new shelter had been dismantled.

»Now, what? Shall we look inside?«

Helena pointed at an old door with a broken glass in it. She peeked inside, seeing nothing but a dusty corridor. However, Tamiko spotted something beside a door inside: on a light switch, an orange light was gleaming, indicating the place still had electricity.

»Well, Yini and the others aren’t here, that’s sure!«

Carefully, the two panty-clad girls opened the door; then, they sneaked along the corridor, Tamiko first. They reached a corner, and on the left, a door opened to a room that seemed to have been the kitchen. Now, there was still a steel sink, and beside it, other signs that the place was inhabited: a fridge, a coffee machine, and some boxes and tins. Then, they heard the sound coming from outside.

The girls ducked and sneaked towards a window showing to the front yard. Luckily, it was so dusty it was unlikely they would be detected. Helena oppressed a gasp, for on the yard, a black Mercedes Limousine was parked beside a white van.

The sound had come from yet another black Mecedes, now parking beside the other cars. From the driver’s seat, a large bulky man exited. He had literally »bodyguard« written on his forehead, and Helena gulped when she spotted the holster under his arm.

The man opened the back door, and a tall man with grey hair got out. He was wearing a light grey suit, and his hair was grey, too. Over his face, he was wearing a cloth mask, like those people sometimes wore on masked balls in the 17th or 18th century. He was talking to the bodyguard, but through the window, the girls couldn’t understand what he was saying.

»Okay«, Tamiko breathed, having looked over her shoulder if they were still alone, »the good thing is that there is more to find behind this fence than just an abandoned ruin! However, the question is what to do next!«

Helena knew that Tamiko would refuse to withdraw and head for the village, though they still could leave undetected, and it would be the best thing to inform the Police.

Before she could say anything, however, they heard the sound of more cars, and then, they spotted a row of them approaching the yard. They all had in common that they looked as expensive as the two Mercedes already parked in the yard.

***

Sabrina and Milena had also heard the approaching car, and thus, they had decided to get the remaining three captives altogether. The three were freed from the pipe and had to put their hands on the shoulders of the other, with Eileen, who was first, being led by Milena.

Outside, they could hear some moaning and rustling, and, strange enough, the occasional jingling of small bells. Sabrina ordered Yini to kneel, and she always had an eye on the Chinese when she helped Milena to arrange Eileen and Salome.

The small playground had also offered a swing. Now, only the frame was left, with four metal rings on the horizontal beam where the two swings had been fixed. With two padlocks, they fixed the girls’ handcuffs to two of these eyelets, so they stood back to back, with raised arms. Then, Sabrina produced something that could usually not be found on a playground.

It looked like a thick horseshoe, and it was made of flexible plastic. It was a double vibrator, originally designed for lesbian couples who wanted to enjoy penetration. Sabrina, however, considered to misuse it a bit.

She carefully lubed the toy; then, she poured more of it on the girls’ butts, enjoying their dismayed moans when she rubbed the liquid into their clefts.

»Now, close your eyes and think of Salome!«

Eileen reared up and groaned when the top of the vibrator was pushed into her rear. It didn’t hurt physically, but it was bigger than the thumb before, and in addition, it moved as now, with the help of Milena, Sabrina forced the other end into Salome’s ass. The girls now cringed and mewed, their buttocks grinding against each other as they tried to find a position where the intruders didn’t feel so irritating.

Milena brought two long, narrow belts, and she tied one around their upper bodies, above their breasts, so their shoulders were forced together. The second went around their bodies at the waists. Now, any escape from the vibrator was impossible, but the two villainesses were far from being finished.

Next, they produced a two yard rod, with carbine hooks on both ends. One of these, Milena fixed to the chain of Salome’s ankle cuffs. Then, she pushed the Black’s legs forward whilst Sabrina pulled on Eileen’s feet ties, until she could fix the other end of the rod to the chain. Now, the girls were leaning back to back, their legs stretched forward into the sand, and their arms were stretched. According to their mews, the new position also made their butt plugs more uncomfortable.

»Don’t worry, the rest is just for fun!«

She tied a silk scarf to the strap around the girls’ waists, right below Eileen’s belly button, and tied a knot in it. Then, she threaded the end between both girls’ legs and, tying a second knot, fixed the end to the belt on the other side. Now, Salome and Eileen shared a crotch rope, though this one wasn’t painfully tight. However, Milena had tied the knots in a way they were directly at their clits, adding to their irritation.

Sabrina had meanwhile opened a box with four plastic items that looked like small pinecones, and each had two ropes dangle from one end. She handed two to Milena, and she tied them to the upper belt, so they were dangling from Salome’s armpits, touching her sides. The other two, Sabrina tied to Eileen’s big toes, and the girl moaned with alarm when the objects touched her soles.

»Soon, everything will make sense. But now, for Yini!«

They grabbed the Chinese’s arms and raised her to her feet. Milena whispered:

»I hope you appreciate that we have something special for a renowned Gong Fu Sifu like you!«

Yini didn’t react. With her mouth stuffed to the bursting with the cloth sack containing either Milena’s or Sabrina’s panties, Maureen’s bikini briefs and Salome’s pantyhose, her jaws ached, and she was getting exhausted. After all, she was just an athletic girl with some toughness, she didn’t possess supernatural powers.

Yini was led to a narrow bench, and she had to get onto her knees and elbows. With numerous straps, Milena and Sabrina fixed her lower arms and calves to the bench, so she had to keep her position and could move only her head and flex her toes and fingers. Then, Sabrina whispered into her ear:

»This one’s a bit of an experimental stage! It works in theory, but you will have the honour to be my first real test candidate!«

The Chinese ached when Sabrina then tied a contraption around her waist and between her legs she knew from having seen it on a website: the straps pressed a rubber butterfly against her pubic mound, and it had a protruding snout at her clit.

»This it just what it feels like, a good old butterfly vibrator! However, my invention is that it is synchronized with this!«

Under the bench was a box to which numerous cables were plugged. One was connected with the vibrator, the others all ended in crocodile clamps. Two, Sabrina placed on Yini’s nipples, two on her earlobes, and the last two on her big toes. The clamps bit, but Yini didn’t moan, she just breathed more heavily.

»These clamps contain probes that measure your pulse and other things, but they can also send you something!«

She removed Yini’s neck ring, whilst Milena took off those of Eileen and Salome. Then, she switched on the box, and Yini stiffened as painful shock waves came from the clamps, torturing her nipples, earlobes and big toes. After some 20 seconds, it stopped, and now, the vibrator came to life. It not just buzzed, but the wings slightly flapped, which felt like a massage, and the knob described small circles whilst oscillating. After 20 seconds, it switched back to the electro shocks, but now, Sabrina stopped the demonstration.

»As you can see, you have a constant change between stimulation and pain! We know that you can stand a lot of pain, but every man has a breaking point! So, the probes will also notice if you are starting to respond to the vibrator! Because once you do, the pain will decrease a bit, and the vibrator’s intervals will be a little longer. It’s on you when there will be no more pain at all, and just blissful pleasure!«

She bent down to Yini, grabbed her scalp and hissed:

»Of course, it will also mean that you succumbed!«

She turned to Milena who was looking at the corner behind which the front yard was. According to the noise, the guests were beginning to arrive.

»Tell the boss we are ready when he and his guests are!«

Milena, who didn’t want the guests to recognize her, put on big sunglasses and a cap, and disappeared around the corner. Sabrina looked at the seven writhing and moaning girls, and she smiled.

»May the grand finale begin!«

***