Devious Diamonds 2

»We are doing it! We are really doing it!«

Currently, the two girls were just sitting in the train that would get them to Koblenz, the big town closest to their hotel. To save money, they had decided to use their Deutschlandticket, a flat rate for trains and busses that excluded the ICE. So, they had to rely on a regional train that was quite overcrowded. They had luckily gotten seats, but there was an elderly couple sitting opposite to them, and so, Eileen and Salome didn’t hold hands.

»It’s ridiculous! If this weekend turns out to be – life-changing, I will have to get used to the occasional hateful look!«

Salome seemed to think similarly, for she almost ostentatiously checked her phone. To Eileen’s surprise, she had felt slightly jealous when the Black had flirted a bit with the conductor – whilst at the same time, she had also considered the young man quite handsome.

Eileen looked at her bag that contained more than just the necessary things for a weekend at a hotel. The day before, she had told Helena about what she and Salome were going to do, and her friend, still on cloud seven with her new boyfriend, had been hooked and insisted that Eileen would be »as seductive as possible«. Since it would have been too late to order something online, she had pulled Eileen with her, and they had entered a sex shop. With a mixture of curiosity and embarrassment, the girl had looked, learned and in the end even bought a few things.

»If Salome won’t become your significant other, you can simply use it on your next date!«, Helena had decided, and Eileen was still partially glad that she was prepared, partially, she hoped that the evening would end with both of them just chatting and then going to separate beds.

»At least, this time, we won’t be bound and gagged, and if things don’t work out, I can withdraw to the hotel bar or even ask for another room!«

***

»Room service!«

Zara had used the signal when knocking, and so, Kiki opened the door and let her in. Zara almost staggered over a shoe and looked around in the room.

»Phew! I am glad that I am not really responsible for cleaning up here!«

Kiki had not only brought her laptop with her, but also her 3D-printer and other equipment, turning the room into a mixture of an office and the gaming room of a 14 year old. In addition, Kiki was quite messy, and there were clothes lying around everywhere. The only place left free was the narrow couch where Zara was supposed to sleep.

Their plan had been simple: Zara, who did not have to fake a foreign background, would hire as a part time servicewoman, giving her access to a general key. Kiki would enter the hotel as a regular guest, and to allow them to hold regular meetings, Zara would spend her free time at her room, too.

»Okay, our target lives in room 317, which unfortunately is on the other end of the building. However, she is having dinner at 6:30, and I arranged that you are having a table close to her!«

Kiki nodded.

»So, what do you expect me to do? Try to seduce her?«

Zara chuckled. She had been surprised not only by how easily Kiki was coping with having spent several hours bound and gagged and with being recruited as a participant in a crime, but also how well they got on with each other. However, Kiki fit the cliché of the socially slightly awkward computer nerd, and so, even if Angela Hoch was into women, flirting wasn’t Kiki’s strong suit.

»Just watch her! If possible, take some photos, especially if she’s wearing the diamonds!«

As a part time worker, Zara hadn’t been given a general key. Her job was either laying the tables on two mornings in the week, or to clean the rooms in the remaining hours. Here, she would be working together with an experienced servicewoman who had a general key. Zara was sure that she could manage to get the key – a pen-like thing that electronically unlocked the doors. The guests had similar keys, though theirs of course only opened their own rooms, and Kiki had already pretended to have »lost« hers, so she could open and check her key for how it operated.

»If I had access to the general computer, I could turn my key into a general key within minutes! However, there are no perfect electronic locks, just bad programmers!«

Zara hoped that Kiki wasn’t one of them. After all, the girl was working for a salary that was obviously so low that an offer of 50 Grand made her forget about her moral scruples. A lot of money, sure, but by far not enough to live from it, or buy a house.

»If she’s meeting with someone, or leaving the hotel to go out, that would be good – at least, if she generally does so! Then, once we have the key, we could just enter her room, get the diamonds and leave, and when Angela returns from her night out, we will already be halfway back to Aachen!«

Kiki nodded. If they would be able to strike that way, she would check out previously and wait in her car until Zara would show up with the diamonds. It wasn’t a brutal crime, just jewellery theft. However, there were other options, too:

»What if she turns out to be one who only leaves her room for the meals?«

Zara looked at Kiki for several moments before she answered:

»Then, we will have to make sure that Angela will not be able to alert anyone until we have a head start!«

She noticed a strange expression in Kiki’s eyes, and she thought that it was concern that their heist was going too far.

»I am talking about tying and gagging her, not killing her!«

Kiki nodded a bit absent-minded. Zara thought that she could have known, for they had been at a hardware store where they had bought ropes, zip-ties and some rolls of duct tape.

»It was exciting!«

»Eh?«

»Being tied up and gagged! I mean, I was also scared, and I definitely tried to get loose, but somehow, it was also a bit – intriguing!«

Kiki’s voice sounded a bit hoarse, and her cheeks had slightly reddened. Zara gulped, remembering her own experiences with being bound and gagged. She escaped into a lame joke:

»Maybe, I should call you ›Kinky‹ instead of ›Kiki‹?«

»I am just making small talk!«, the redhead quipped and bent over her laptop. Zara decided to get to the laundry and ask her colleague if she should help folding the sheets. Her official shift was over, but perhaps, she could make a friend, or, even better, manage to steal one of the general keys.

***

Angela Hoch knew that she could have gone to the dining room in just jeans and T-Shirt. However, even though she was expecting no one, and also had no intentions of learning to know anyone, she wanted to prove to herself that she didn’t let herself go, and so, she put on a nice black dress and some decent, but expensive jewellery.

»I could wear the diamonds!«, she thought, looking at the door of the cupboard. Behind it was the small safe where she had deposited the necklace and the matching earrings, together with her wedding ring. She had decided to sell the latter, and then to spend the entire money on something her ex would have despised – maybe a box of Havanna cigars. The diamonds were a different thing, though.

»Nothing that has to be decided today!«

She left her room, not noticing the tallish blonde that had watched her from a corner of the corridor. Once Angela had passed the corner, the blonde managed to get out of the hotel unseen. To make sure no one would recognize her, she loosened her hair and took off her jacket before she took her suitcase and entered the hotel, approaching the lobby.

»May I help you?«, the clerk greeted her with a friendly smile. She also smiled, and then, she asked, lowering her voice a bit:

»Indeed, you may! I need a room for – three or four nights!«

»That should be no problem, Miss-«

»Renko, Valentina Renko!«

Whilst Renko was an alias, Valentina was her real first name. She loved it, and there was no need to change it for her current mission. The clerk told her that due to being pre-season, there were several single rooms left, and she asked whether Mrs. Renko had any special wishes. Again, Valentina lowered her voice:

»Indeed, I have, Miss! Look, this is my second visit to this lovely hotel – and I have very fond memories of my last visit. Especially of one peculiar room!«

Her smile left no doubt on the nature of these memories, and the clerk cleared her throat before she asked whether she remembered the room number.

»317!«

It was the room directly under Angela’s. Valentina would have preferred the one above, but unfortunately, her target lived in the highest floor. The clerk looked up from the screen with a regretful expression.

»The room is occupied, I am sorry! The closest I could offer to you is number 316!«

Valentina sighed. Then, she asked if 316 had at least a balcony, and when the clerk agreed, she booked the room. She hoped that this would be the only delay in her mission.

***

»Next time, we go by car – even if none of us has got one!«

When they had reached Koblenz, Eileen and Salome had to wait for almost an hour till the next bus to the small town was on schedule, and then, they had to find out that the hotel was on top of a hill, some mile away from the bus stop.

»Romantic weekend my ass!«, Eileen complained as they finally stumbled into the lobby. At least, the hotel looked decent, and she wasn’t really grumpy. Salome, who had done the booking, approached the lobby when suddenly, she looked aside.

»Kiki?«

Eileen now noticed the girl with the red curls and the thick-rimmed glasses that looked at Salome with slight confusion. Then, a wryly smile appeared on her face, and the two hesitated shortly before they exchanged an embrace. Eileen once again felt the sting of jealousy, and she also approached the two girls.

»Chiara, that’s Eileen – Eileen, that’s Chiara!«

Kiki and Eileen shook hands, and Salome explained:

»Last year, I attended an IT course, for my thesis, and it was hosted by Kiki! She’s something like a professional hacker!«

»I am a programmer at a security company«, Kiki explained with the slightly annoyed look of someone who had been called a hacker once too often. Eileen wanted to save the moment and asked whether Kiki was hosting another course or if she was at a meeting. To her surprise, the redhead seemed slightly nervous when she replied that she needed a few quiet days to work on a project.

»And what brings you here? It’s quite far from Würzburg, isn’t it?«

»Honeymoon!«, Salome answered with an enigmatic smile, and Eileen added a shy »in the farer sense of the word!«. Obviously, Kiki wasn’t too curious, for she left with a rather vague mentioning of them seeing each other before she left.

»Honeymoon, really?«

Salome took Eileen’s hands and stepped close, so their breasts touched. Barely audible, she breathed into Eileen’s ear:

»If you insist, I get to my knees, right here and now!«

Though her cheeks were aflame, Eileen heard herself whisper:

»Wait until we are alone – then, you may go down on your knees in front of me!«

***

A nervous Kiki had withdrawn from the lobby and asked a man having a cigarette in front of the hotel if she could have one, too. She had actually quit smoking three years ago, but now, she needed some help in calming down.

Of course, there was nothing wrong with her having met Salome. After all, they were just acquaintances who had had a few drinks and small talk together. However, she somehow felt as if the loss of her anonymity was inflicting their mission. In addition, she hadn’t been calm before.

Her actual problem had been that she had reached a dead end in her work on the fake key. It would have been easy to create a copy of the real general key, but if she tried without knowing the exact coding, it would either not work, or, even worse, send a warning to the central system that someone was trying to get unauthorized access. Kiki was sure that the Police wouldn’t be able to track them – but of course, detection would throw them back in their progress.

So, with nothing to do once Zara had left, Kiki had surfed through the internet – and landed on some sites that were familiar for her, though they had become more intriguing since her previous ordeal.

Since she was a girl, Kiki had been fascinated by bondage, and she had fantasized about both being tied up or tying up another woman. When the two men had assaulted her, the harsh reality had met her desires.

It had had the sobering effect of showing her that fantasies were something else than real crimes – but not as completely as Kiki would have expected. Somehow, she was still intrigued, and so, she had once again dived into the rabbit hole, only to be rudely pulled back by her alarm clock, telling her that it was 6 pm.

Kiki finished her cigarette and entered the hotel, heading towards the dining room. At least, Salome and Eileen weren’t around, allowing her to have an eye on Angela Hoch, sitting on the table next to her. Though she was wearing a fancy dress, she was alone, and since she didn’t use her phone during her meal, Kiki didn’t find a way of photographing her without looking suspicious. However, she could say for sure that Angela wasn’t wearing any diamonds.

»I wonder how she will look like, without that dress, and tied to her bed!«

***

Eileen and Salome had had an early dinner whilst waiting for the bus, and so, after they had checked in, they had tested the hotel’s indoor pool and the cocktail bar beside it before returning to their room, though it was still quite early, just after dusk. Now, they stood face to face, their arms slung around each other’s waists.

»Seems there is no more procrastination!«, Salome whispered and kissed Eileen’s lips. The blonde kissed her back, but then, she freed herself from Salome’s hands. The Black rolled her eyes.

»Don’t tell me you’ve gotten a sudden headache!«

Eileen looked at her, her cheeks reddened, and since both were still just wearing their bikinis under their bathrobes, Salome could notice her hardened nipples.

»If this is our – our first time, we- I- I’ve got a surprise for you!«

She rummaged through her suitcase, producing a plastic bag. Salome read the letters printed on it:

»Claudia’s Sex Shop! RRRRR!«

»Was this the roar of a lioness, or the purr of a kitten?«, a blushing Eileen chuckled. Then, she withdrew into the bathroom, locking herself in. Quickly, she undid her bikini and then, she put on the items she had bought, under the advice of both Helena and the shop owner. She started by the black Nylon stockings with the lacy tops, held in place by a matching garter belt. Eileen looked at the mirror, fascinated how the garment framed her nude pubic mound, making it look even more naked.

A pair of black lacy silk panties came next. To Eileen, it felt strange to wear them over her stockings and garters, but on the other end, it would allow her to keep the latter on when the panties would – come down again. She took a deep breath before she put on the last piece: a black bra, looking plain, but with a push up-effect, turning the cleavage  of her 36D breasts into a balcony of voluptuousness.

»I hope Salome loves the slutty type!«, Eileen thought when she quickly controlled her breath and put on some perfume. Then, taking a deep breath, she opened the bathroom door.

»Wow!«, both girls said in unison as they saw each other. Salome had also changed her outfit, and she now lolled on the bed in a white babydoll that was so transparent it left nothing to imagination. It’s front gaped, revealing a very skimpy white thong.

In a supple move, Salome rose from the bed and approached Eileen whose breath accelerated. The way Salome looked at her made her feel a little awkward, but in a pleasant way, and when their hands touched, she breathed:

»Wha-what now?«

A warm tingle strayed through her breasts as their bodies touched, and Salome giggled:

»Just because I am the elder, I am not as experienced as you might think! How about we just kiss – and see where it gets us?«

Their lips met, and Eileen closed her eyes, a bit reluctant when she felt Salome’s tongue push against her teeth. Then, all felt good and natural, and her mouth opened.

The kiss lasted longer and longer, and both girls continued for a few moments after the woman that had entered via the balcony had cleared her throat to make herself noticeable. Then, with a gasp, the two girls stared at her.

The intruder wore a black catsuit, emphasizing her lithe and athletic body, and a black hood with openings for the eyes covered her head. In her right, she was holding a gun with a silencer.

»Sorry if I am interrupting too early!«

Both Salome and Eileen had shied back from the woman, and now, both were stopped by the bed and landed on their backsides. Still aiming at them, the intruder took a backpack from her shoulder and placed it on the floor.

»It may sound a bit clichéd, but if you do as I say, you won’t get hurt, and you won’t have to suffer from my presence for longer than necessary!«

»Wha-what do y-you want?«, Salome croaked, holding Eileen’s hand whilst trying to shield her barely covered boobs with her other arm. The masked woman made a gesture with her gun.

»For starters, I want you to kneel on the bed, face to face, and hug each other!«

With a chuckle, she added:

»So far, you just have to do what you had been up to anyway!«

The girls obeyed, anxiously staring at the woman who now produced a roll of tape from her backpack. Then, she raised the gun and asked:

»Do you think that this is a fake, or that I am too clumsy to use it?«

Both Salome and Eileen shook their heads, and the intruder stepped behind Salome.

»Good! Please, keep that in mind when I now have to put down the gun for a few moments! Cross your wrists, Blondie!«

Eileen obeyed, and the masked woman quickly wound three rounds of tape around her wrists, cinching the bonds before she tied Salome’s hands behind Eileen’s back. Then, she produced a plastic bag containing cable binders and a knife. The girls gasped when she placed the latter on the bed, but the woman just further secured their wrists with zip ties and used the knife to cut the protruding edges.

»As I promised, if you behave, you won’t get hurt – but I am prepared in case you decide to become too wilful!«

She grabbed Salome’s upper arm, but only to position her before she wrapped tape around both girls’ arms and torsos, forcing their breasts to press against each other. Then, she ordered her victims to straighten up before she tied their legs just above their knees. When her finger touched the back of Eileen’s knee, the girl twitched, and the intruder chuckled under her mask.

»Ticklish, Blondie?«

She once again brushed over her sensitive skin, and Eileen couldn’t help squirming and gasping. The woman withdrew, but only to place her finger on the back of Salome’s knee.

»How about you, Brownie?«

She playfully squeezed her, and Salome mewed and reared up. The intruder patted the Black’s head and stated:

»I understand that you and Blondie are about to get carried away, but we have to think of the neighbours, too, don’t we?«

Whilst Salome and Eileen were trying to figure out what she was doing, the woman quickly searched their room. Then, she returned and asked:

»Now, what do you prefer – the easy way or the hard way?«

»The – the h-hard w-w-way!«, Eileen stammered, and Salome also nodded. The intruder seemed pleased.

»I have to gag you now – but this can be either just inconvenient – or painful and very inconvenient! So, please, don’t force me to get rough on you! Brownie, say ›Aaah!‹!«

It turned into an »Aaauhhmph!« when the woman now firmly wedged something into Salome’s mouth, followed by a pantyhose she pulled over her head. Eileen could see something pink protrude from between her lips, and she was sure it was the bottom of her bikini.

The masked woman now wrapped three rounds of tape over Salome’s mouth and around her head, explaining that thanks to the pantyhose, it wouldn’t hurt if the gag came off. She then added two more rounds over the Black’s eyes, blindfolding her.

When it came to gagging Eileen, the blonde tasted something vile, a mixture of chlorine and a woman’s womb, telling her that she was getting Salome’s yellow bikini bottom into her mouth. Her head was also hooded with a pantyhose; then, tape was wrapped over her mouth and eyes.

»Isn’t it exciting when you have to rely on your other senses?«

Her question was answered by a muffled scream when she now grabbed Eileen’s arm and forced the girls to lie down. Then, Eileen felt how her ankle was grabbed. She expected that now, the woman would tie her feet, but instead, something brushed over her sole.

»Mmhhmmhhph!«

Eileen wriggled her toes and tried to flail when the tickling continued, but the woman kept her in a vice grip and then, something touched her between her toes. Eileen yelped when her big toes were firmly zip-tied.

The way Salome squirmed and mewed told her that she was getting the same treatment, but then, her feet were grabbed once again, and the intruder now fixed Salome’s big toes to Eileen’s, forcing the girls to keep their feet in a stretched and uncomfortable position. Also, their soles were exposed, as the woman now took advantage of, raking over them with her fingers, forcing her victims to squirm and squeal.

»You still can move around a bit! So, you can even find out who of you is the dominant part!«

She grabbed Salome’s hips and turned the two girls, so she was lying on top of Eileen. Then, she began to tickle her sides, and the helpless Black spasmed and writhed whilst pressing Eileen into the sheets, forcing her to join in her struggles.

»I have to do some preparations before I can leave the two of you alone! However, you may start enjoying your close proximity whenever you want! I am over 21, so, I can handle it if the two of you get some fun out of their predicament!«

***

Kiki would have loved to roll her eyes in frustration but didn’t dare to do so in public. Angela had just ordered a second cocktail, indicating that she intended to stay a little longer at the hotel bar. At least, she was sitting at the bar whilst KiKi had withdrawn to one of the small tables, allowing her to watch her target whist sipping on her Virgin Colada. She didn’t dare to drink, as she had no idea what their mission would require next.

Currently, it was just boring. Angela was having some small talk with the barkeeper, a kind and polite man who treated her with professional friendliness. A male guest had tried to start a conversation with her, but Angela had signalled that she wasn’t interested and so, he had withdrawn, after he had obviously decided not to make passes at Kiki.

»I am not sure whether it would be a good thing if she hooks up with a man!«

Kiki was sure that if so, Angela would follow the man to his room rather than letting her into her own. In that case, they could be sure that they would be undisturbed for some time. However, if she would take him to her room, it would make things complicated.

»In both cases, I would not be able to tie her up!«

Kiki tried to oppress this thought, but her fantasy had always been vivid, and so, she already imagined Angela in various restraints. So, it was almost a relief when she got a message from Zara, telling her to meet her at her room asap.

Two minutes later, Kiki entered her room, only now recognizing that Zara was already inside, though she didn’t have the key. She seemed exhausted, but she was smiling, and when Kiki had closed the door, she produced a key from her pocket and let it dangle in front of the redhead’s eyes.

»Is this-«

Zara nodded.

»Took me three hours to get it, and we have to put it back tomorrow at 6 am!«

During these three hours, Zara had helped Gül, the head of the laundry department, to sort used sheets into the sacks for the laundry and to fold towels. In addition, the 50 year old Turkish woman had told her one bad joke after the other, and Zara had needed all her talent as an actress to pretend she was laughing.

However, it had worked. Glad to have both help and an audience, Gül had warmed up and since she was also a smoker, she had left Zara alone in the laundry for a few minutes every hour. She kept her cigarettes in a locker, and it had a simple padlock with a number code. On Gül’s second cigarette break, Zara had tested if she had remembered the number right, and it had worked.

When her shift had ended, Gül had left her frock in her locker, and since the employees were not allowed to take their general keys with them, she also left it inside. So, all Zara had to do was to wait until the woman had left before she returned to the locker room and took the key.

»Gül’s shift starts tomorrow morning at 6:30! Luckily, that’s when I have to work, too, so, it won’t be suspicious if I am in the locker room at that time! Now, can you copy the key until then?«

»If the code is similar to the one on the ordinary keys, it should be a matter of some 60 to 90 minutes!«, Kiki replied, starting her laptop and putting away the 3D-printer she had brought in case it would have been regular keys to copy.

»And if not?«

»90 minutes to three years, depending on the complexity!«

She chuckled at Zara’s perplexed expression.

»I will do my best to keep it closer to 90 minutes! Just promise me to not tell me the jokes you just have heard!«

She started a program her employer would have been not amused had he known she had installed it on her private computer. Then, she looked at her watch and decided that, no matter how long it would take her, she would try to persuade Zara to visit Angela in the midst of the night, allowing them to properly restrain her before they would leave with the diamonds.

***

Valentina let her eyes wander over the two scantily clad girls on the bed, writhing in their bonds. So far, they had not followed her advice of enjoying their predicament, and they seemed to just try to find a tolerable position whilst occasionally mewing and chortling. For Valentina, this was okay, for it would have distracted her from her work otherwise.

To the ceiling, she had plugged an electronic device the size of a coin. It was some advanced wireless stethoscope, allowing her to see on the display of her phone whether someone would enter the room above. It would not tell her details, but Valentina would know when Angela returned to her room.

Another item was fixed to the gutter running beside the balcony. It was a webcam on a cable, allowing her to have a look at Angela’s balcony and inside her room, at least the little the angle of the camera allowed her to see.

»The video quality is shitty, but it will tell me whether she’s alone!«

Now, the first item signalled some noise, and Valentina switched to the camera. There was a blurred image of a figure entering the room; then, the curtain was closed, but before, Valentina had been able to see that Angela had indeed not brought someone with her.

Valentina plucked the audio device from the ceiling and stowed it inside her backpack before stepping onto the balcony. Behind her, she heard the two girls mew, and she smiled, patting the hood in her pocket she soon would have to put on again.

The hotel was frequented by people who did not enjoy long parties, and so, everything was quiet around her, and Valentina could only see one other person stand on his balcony, having a cigarette. He went inside long before the display told Valentina that Angela had switched off her light.

She waited for another 20 minutes, just to make sure Angela would have fallen asleep. After that, she removed the camera and stowed it. Then, the most dangerous part of her mission began: not because climbing up to the other balcony was difficult to accomplish, but it of course had the risk of being spotted by someone.

Valentina sat on the railing, her right grabbing the gutter. Then, she raised her left leg and placed it on the railing before she once again looked around. Everything seemed quiet, and she could see no one on one of the other balconies.

In a swift move, she pushed herself upwards with her left leg, already reaching for the upper balcony’s railing with her free hand. Once Valentina could feel the iron bars, she pulled herself up, and after what had lasted less than five seconds, she was crouching on Angela’s balcony.

Again, she looked around and listened if anyone had noticed her stunt. Then, she held her ear to the balcony door. There was silence behind it, and Valentina put on her mask before she turned her attention to the glass door itself. It was closed, but that would be a matter of minutes.

»And then, the funny part begins!«

***