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CHAPTER 6
Anya approached the helpless brunette. Jennifer’s arms were still tied, wrist to opposite elbow, behind her back and her bound tits were still adorned with the nipple clamps. The smirking red head eyed the chair tied beauty lustfully. She straddled herself over Jennifer’s lap and sat down on her thighs.
“Get off me!” Jennifer complained. “What the hell is wrong with the women around here? Are you all fucking dykes?”
Anya made a sour face and slapped her hand over the cursing woman’s mouth. “Tsk, tsk, what filthy language from such a pretty girl. Anya needs to keep you quiet,” she said as she looked around. “Now what shall we put in that dirty mouth of yours?”
She spied the remains of Jennifer’s satin bra on the floor nearby and snatched it up.
“Igor, could you hand Anya that knife over there, please?”
The big man retrieved the blade and gave it to her. She used it to cut and remove the elastic shoulder straps from the wireless bra and set them down on Jennifer’s lap. Then she rolled the rest of it up into a ball. She took the wad of light blue satin and shoved it between the brunette’s lips. Jennifer gurgled obscenities as the soft material invaded her mouth and surrounded her tongue. Anya picked up one of the loose shoulder straps, stretched it out, and pushed it between her prisoner’s lips to hold the wad in place. Then she leaned forward so she could reach behind Jennifer’s head to knot the ends. The helpless executive was treated to a face full of the red head’s ample cleavage while her new gag was tied off. Anya repeated the process with the second strap so that Jennifer was now fully gagged with her own bra.
“Mmmppph gapphh thufff gah frmmph mmpph thmmmm!” The businesswoman grunted angrily into the mouthful of satin as Anya returned to her spot on Jennifer’s lap.
“That sounds so much better. It’s like music to Anya’s ears!” she chuckled.
Jennifer just glared at the woman as she struggled against the ropes. Anya grinned as she watched the topless girl’s breasts wiggling with every squirm.
“Well, let’s see. What shall Anya do with you now?” she said, placing a finger to her lips as if in thought. “Hmmm, there are so many things Anya can think of, that she doesn’t know which one to try first.”
Anya brought her right hand up and gently touched the side of Jennifer’s left breast. The pretty executive squealed as her captor’s fingers tenderly stroked the soft flesh.
“Anya just loves to see your tits like this, all tied up and presented just for her.”
She slowly ran her finger all over the bulging mound while Jennifer watched in dismay.
“Ooh, so soft and sensitive… and swollen. Look how the ropes make your nipples stiff without Anya even touching them… and look how those clamps are gripping them so firmly… making them red and excited… and hot,” Anya cooed softly, as she brought her left hand up to wiggle one of the nipple clamps.
This caused the busty captive to whimper loudly. Jennifer mewled helplessly while the woman continued to fondle both of her sore tits. I watched the pretty executive’s fingers flexing into fists behind her back as she pulled against her bonds.
“Anya is excited too… and hot.”
She stood up then, and walked around behind Jennifer’s field of vision. She signaled to Tatiana, who had been watching with envy.
“Come here,” Anya said to her. “Anya wants to show you that she has no hard feelings towards you.”
Her female comrade was a bit surprised, but came over to see what the red haired beauty wanted. Anya whispered at length into her ear. Tatiana was obviously pleased with what she heard because a huge smile quickly appeared on her lips. She approached Jennifer from behind and clapped both her hands over the bound girl’s ears and tilted her head back roughly. Then she bent down and gave her a lengthy kiss on her gagged mouth.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Jennifer, Anya was slipping out of her shoes and pants. She pulled off her shirt as well and quietly tossed her clothes aside. All she wore underneath was a pair of skimpy, black, nylon panties. She tapped Tatiana on the shoulder to indicate she was ready. The Russian blonde reluctantly ended her kiss and stepped aside. Jennifer attempted to look back but Anya swiftly placed her hands over Jennifer’s eyes and turned her head to the front before she noticed her wardrobe change. Then she knelt down behind the chair back and wrapped her arms around the topless executive’s belly.
Jennifer whimpered and squirmed as the Russian woman’s hands explored her body. Anya ran her hands along the woman’s abdomen and then down her hips and thighs. She gently brushed her fingers over the surface of Jennifer’s silky nylons for a moment or two. Her fingers traveled down along the inside of her captive’s thighs and then slowly back up the outside. The brunette fidgeted in her chair as the fingers traced along her garter straps and up to the satin garter belt. They finally met in the middle below Jennifer’s navel where they stopped while the red head slowly rose to her feet. The bound woman’s eyes focused on the hands that hovered just above her panties, worried that they might go elsewhere.
Anya leaned her mouth towards Jennifer’s left ear as her long hair draped over the topless woman’s shoulder and brushed against her captive’s bare breast. Jennifer squealed and turned her head sideways as a kiss was planted on her cheek.
“Mmmmm,” Anya purred. “So delicious. Your skin is so soft and smooth. Anya loves kissing you. Do you like Anya? Do you want Anya to touch you?”
Jennifer responded with a yelp of alarm, as her attention was suddenly drawn downward to the fingers that had started moving again. The bound woman’s whimpering intensified as Anya’s fingers slowly slipped inside of Jennifer’s panties.
“Anya loves to touch other women… to make women hot and moist. Is Anya turning you on?” She whispered to her prisoner.
The traveling fingers must have found a sensitive spot because the brunette’s body suddenly stiffened and she let out a loud moan.
“OHHHHHMMMM!”
Anya’s hand stroked her captive’s sex for just a moment or two before she slid it back out again. Her other hand came down and together they grabbed the waistband of Jennifer’s panties. The pretty executive squealed loudly as she feared her thong would be removed, even though it couldn’t pass underneath her while she was still seated.
Anya whispered into Jennifer’s ear, “Anya wants you to lift up so she can pull your panties down. Will you do that for Anya?”
Jennifer looked at her apprehensively and shook her head no. It wasn’t quite the insolent response I was expecting from her. It appeared the bold and flirty red head was making Jennifer very uneasy and unsure of herself.
“Anya will arouse you some more and make you feel pleasure. Anya is very experienced and knows how to please a woman. Let Anya show you how good it feels to let go.”
Her hands began stroking her captive’s body again. She gingerly caressed Jennifer’s sides, tickling her ribs and making the poor girl shiver. The hands came up and grabbed each of her bound breasts and squeezed them gently. Jennifer rolled her eyes back and groaned into her gag as the woman wiggled her bound tits. The nipple clamps began to swing and pull on her sensitive buds. Anya brought her fingers up to her mouth and licked the tips of them. Then her fingers returned to Jennifer’s nipples. She gently rubbed the swollen buds with her moistened fingers. She massaged the sexy captive’s breasts with great care and caused her prisoner to moan again and close her eyes. Anya grasped the chain with her left hand and held it as she slowly walked around to the front of her victim.
“Open your eyes and look at Anya. See how beautiful and exciting she is.”
When Jennifer did that, she saw the stunning red head, nearly naked for the first time.
“HUUUHHHHMMMMMM!” she gasped with surprise, her eyes wide as saucers at the sight of the young girl’s naked tits.
The pretty executive’s own breasts began rising and falling rapidly as she suddenly became very agitated. She tugged at her bonds again with renewed effort. Anya noticed the look of fear in Jennifer’s eyes.
“What are you so afraid of my dear? Anya doesn’t bite. Does the sight of Anya’s breasts excite you?”
She looked her captive in the eye while she massaged her own generous melons and licked her lips seductively. Jennifer squirmed in her seat, unable to take her eyes off the woman’s impressive breasts. Her anxiety was steadily increasing and she swallowed nervously as Anya leaned in closer and closer. The topless businesswoman began panting with short quick breaths as Anya’s large tits drew agonizingly close to her face. The red head tilted her head forward until their noses touched. She looked deeply into Jennifer’s eyes.
“Anya wants you to lift up now,” she said in a low sexy voice. Her hands went down to Jennifer’s hips again. “Please don’t make Anya disappointed.”
Jennifer’s cheeks flushed as she timidly lifted her bottom and shut her eyes. Her hips trembled and shook as Anya slowly peeled her thong down to the ropes around her knees. I couldn’t believe my eyes. The once rude and defiant executive was now a quivering mound of butter that was melting from the touch and words of the sexy red head. She was totally enraptured by the sweet and voluptuous Anya.
“Mmmmmm, your pussy is so inviting,” Anya said as she stared at the moist and trimmed thatch of pubic hair on her lovely captive.
She climbed back onto her prisoner’s lap and wrapped her arms around Jennifer’s head. She hugged the brunette by pulling her chest into the gagged woman’s face.
“Ohhhh yesssss!” Anya was moaning herself now. “Rub your mouth over Anya’s breasts. Kiss them and please Anya with your lips. Yesssss, that feels so good to Anya!”
I couldn’t tell if Jennifer was actually kissing her breasts or not, but I certainly heard her muffled whimpers and moans from beneath Anya’s bosom. The Russian woman stroked her captive’s hair as she tossed her own head back moaning loudly.
“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
She scooted herself back a bit then and pulled Jennifer’s face up out of her tits. The brunette was gasping for air as she struggled with the satin filling her mouth. Perspiration was forming on her face and shoulders. Her eyes were slits as she seemed lost in a dream. Anya kissed her deeply on her gagged mouth as the executive groaned with no hope of pulling away.
After about a minute, the Russian woman finally broke off the kiss and allowed Jennifer a reprieve. I saw the same look in Jennifer’s green eyes now that I had seen on Cindy just moments ago. The brunette was now a helpless, trembling leaf, caught in a web of desire. Her eyes were half closed, her hair was hanging down in her face, and her chest was covered with sweat.
Anya called to Tatiana in Russian and asked her to get something for her. I watched as the blonde went over and dug something out of the duffel bag. Tatiana returned with another pair of nipple clamps chained together.
“Hummmmm ummmmm!!” Jennifer shook her head and whimpered fearfully, pleading with her eyes.
“Relax sweetie, these aren’t for you,” Anya smiled, as she held out her hand for them.
But Tatiana pushed Anya’s hand away and gave her comrade a wink.
“I have a better idea,” she said, turning to Jennifer.
Anya seemed confused at first but allowed her partner to continue.
Tatiana held up one of the clamps, letting the other dangle by the chain, and waved it in Jennifer’s face. The brunette looked really frightened now, and shook her head no again. Tatiana slowly lowered the clamp and allowed it to slide down between the topless women’s breasts and behind the chain of the two clamps already attached. After the clamp dropped below the level of the horizontal chain, Tatiana grabbed it with her other hand. Jennifer stared at it wide eyed, as the blonde was now holding one clamp in each hand while the connecting chains remained entwined together. The realization of Tatiana’s intent suddenly dawned on Anya and she grinned with approval.
“Anya likes,” she said and leaned her chest forward until her breasts touched Jennifer’s.
The helpless executive whimpered and watched in horrid fascination as Tatiana attached the new set of clamps to Anya’s aroused nipples. Anya moaned with pleasure as she leaned back to allow the interlocked chains to pull taught on both girl’s nipples. Jennifer screamed into her gag, unable to relieve any of the tension on her sore buds. One woman was moaning with pleasure and the other was writhing in pain from the same effect.
“Ohhhhh yesssss,” Anya purred.
She looked down at herself and massaged her own breasts roughly. She tugged at the chain which caused it to pull and stretch both women’s nipples again. Jennifer was frantically mewling at the woman to stop. Anya noticed the girl’s plight and relaxed the tension a little.
“Your titties are more sensitive than Anya’s,” she teased the gagged woman. “You don’t like when Anya pulls on them, do you?”
Jennifer shook her head weakly and chomped down on her gag as she winced.
“Anya understands; she will be nice now.”
With that, the buxom red head reached forward and carefully grasped the clamps on Jennifer’s tits. The brunette held her breath as Anya gently removed the clamps from her prisoner’s breasts. As soon as they came off, Jennifer groaned with burning relief as the blood flowed once again through her aching nipples.
“Ooohhh, they look so sore. Anya will make them feel better,” she said with enthusiasm.
Anya bent her head down so her lips could reach the bound woman’s tits. She cupped each breast with her soft hands and lifted them one at a time to her mouth. She kissed each swollen bud gingerly and gave it a few licks with her tongue. Then she pulled one of them into her mouth and sucked on it, causing Jennifer to shudder. She kissed her captive over and over as her mouth slowly worked its way up Jennifer’s chest to her throat. Anya slid her bottom forward and pressed her whole body against Jennifer. Their naked breasts squashed together as Anya kissed the struggling executive’s gagged mouth. Tatiana stood by in amusement as she watched her partner’s sexy embrace of the helpless, whimpering captive. Anya’s tongue worked its way through the gagging into Jennifer’s mouth while her fingers dug through her captive’s dark hair. Jennifer’s body tensed up at first but as the French kiss continued I saw her begin to relax. She moaned softly and seemed to be drawing some pleasure from the kiss as well. Anya fed off of her captive’s response and pressed in even tighter and with more eagerness as she moaned huskily.
Up until now, Sergei’s reaction to all of this was simple amusement. But as the passion began to stir between the prisoner and her captor his expression suddenly changed. He stood up with a frown on his face and took a step forward. Jennifer was no longer fighting the kiss and this seemed to be making Sergei jealous.
“Ahem!” He cleared his throat loudly. “It is getting late my dear. We have a lot to do tomorrow so we need to be getting everyone to bed.”
Anya reluctantly broke off her kiss and lazily turned her head to face her leader.
“Can Anya bring this one to bed with us?” she asked. She pressed her face in to be cheek to cheek with Jennifer and began to pet the woman’s face. “Anya likes this one.”
“No, I don’t think that is a good idea. We can’t waste any time with distractions. I need your help getting these prisoners taken care of.”
Anya pouted and pushed her lower lip out.
“You’re no fun. Anya is unhappy.”
But she obeyed her leader and stood up. She bent down and gave Jennifer one last kiss before retrieving her clothes. She removed the clamps from her breasts and then quickly donned her clothes. Sergei began issuing instructions in Russian as everyone moved into action. Tatiana and Anya worked on untying Jennifer from the chair while Igor and Aleksei came over to the four of us locked to the wall rings. Sergei stood in the middle, directing everyone, while the other men left the room. Rachel and Sara were unlocked first, and the two men easily lifted them up and carried them down the hall that led to our holding room. I saw the other men return from the side room dragging three mattresses behind them. They followed Igor and Aleksei down the hall. The sight of the mattresses gave me hope that we wouldn’t have to sleep on the cold hard floor. Cindy and I looked at each as we waited our turn. I was concerned with how she was holding up after the ordeal she had just gone through. But her eyes sparkled with that old familiar glow and I knew she was fine. I really admired her courage and resolve.
Tatiana and Anya finally finished untying Jennifer from the chair. The two of them appeared to have put their differences behind them as they worked together on the woman. Anya cut off and removed Jennifer’s panties, leaving her knees tied, and stuffed them into her pocket while Tatiana held their prisoner steady. Then Anya locked a set of leg cuffs onto the executive’s ankles and tightened them up. Tatiana lifted Jennifer up by the shoulders while Anya grabbed the woman’s legs. The two Russian women struggled a bit but they soon hauled the bound woman out.
Then Igor and Aleksei returned and headed for Cindy and me. They unlocked our wrists from the rings and then hoisted us up over their shoulders. I grunted from the rough handling and because I felt a hand on my bottom holding me steady. I watched the floor go by as they carried us back to our room. They dropped both Cindy and I down on the same mattress and laid us about a foot apart, face to face. I was on my left side and Cindy was on her right. Igor and Aleksei then found two sets of leg cuffs lying nearby and got to work on connecting them to our ankles. I looked around and saw Ivan, Nikolai, and Boris working on Rachel and Sara, while Tatiana and Anya were working on Jennifer. They replaced the ropes on our ankles with leg cuffs. The ropes on Jennifer’s arms were also replaced by handcuffs on her wrists. Our gags were removed and taken away by the men as they all left the room, except for Ivan who hung back for some reason. Were they going to leave us ungagged for the night? I wondered hopefully. Anya left as well, leaving only Tatiana and Ivan to watch over us. Tatiana was kneeling on the same mattress that Jennifer was lying on and had a hand on her prisoner’s hip.
“You better sleep well dear because tomorrow is a busy day for you and me.”
“What the hell do you need to keep me here for? You got what you wanted, so why don’t you jest let me go?” Jennifer asked.
“Oh, I have my reasons to keep you all tied up. I still want my revenge and, besides, I enjoy seeing you naked.”
She ran her hands along Jennifer’s garter belt and nylons, stroking her prisoner’s long legs. Jennifer was about to complain but suddenly shut her mouth, deciding not to, this time. She had finally learned that resisting only made things worse. She bit her lower lip and turned her face down into the mattress as Tatiana flipped her over onto her stomach. The Russian blonde then pulled Jennifer’s hands out of the way so she could fondle the woman’s shapely bottom.
I looked over to see what Ivan was doing. The tall man had moved off to the corner and was watching from a distance now. He was paying particular attention to Jennifer, at the moment, as he held one hand against the front of his pants.
Then Anya returned with a handful of cloth strips. The red headed vixen sat down on the floor and began tying a large knot in the center of each of the cloths. Then she tossed one to Tatiana while she moved over to Rachel and Sara. Rats! So much for spending the night ungagged, I thought.
Tatiana grabbed Jennifer’s hair and pulled her head up.
“Open wide, American whore!”
Tatiana twisted her fist in Jennifer’s hair painfully, causing the woman’s mouth to come open. The knotted cloth was immediately rammed inside.
“Uhhh… ahhhggg…mmmffffmmmppphhh!”
Tatiana pulled back on the ends and tied it off. Then she swatted the pretty executive on the bottom.
“Huuummpppphhh!” was Jennifer’s muffled response.
“That’s perfect. Now I won’t have to hear any more bitching from you.”
Meanwhile, Anya had just finished tying a gag into Rachel and Sara’s mouths. She positioned the two lingerie clad women to be facing each other on their sides, about 12 inches apart. Then she pulled out a padlock from her pocket and locked it around the chain links connecting their ankle cuffs. The two maids now had their feet locked together. Then she came over to me.
She held up one of the gags, expecting me to open.
“Please,” I said. “You don’t have to do this. I promise not to make a sound.”
Anya smiled, “Anya is sure you wouldn’t, but you look so sexy with a gag in your mouth. Now open up for Anya.”
I sighed and parted my lips. The knot was pushed in gently and then the ends were tied off behind my head. Then Anya’s hands went to my shoulders and slid the straps of my bra down each arm. I gave a little squeak of surprise as she also unhooked the clasp in the back and bared my breasts by pulling down my bra. She pulled out a pocket knife and cut the rest of it away, leaving me with just my panties.
“Yes, Anya thinks you look very sexy.”
My face flushed as I noticed Cindy staring at my large tits. Anya’s fingers came around from behind and gently tweaked one of my nipples.
“Mmmmmmpppphhhh,” I complained into my gag.
Cindy came to my defense, “Leave my friend alone!”
Tatiana suddenly appeared from behind her and yanked on my friend’s hair, pulling her head back.
“Quiet, bitch!” Tatiana sneered. “She gets the same treatment as everyone else around here. Now give me a gag for this one.”
She held out her hand to Anya but her comrade shook her head.
“Nyet. Remember what Sergei said? You get your turn tomorrow. Anya wants to gag this one.”
Tatiana gave her a stern look for a moment but then relaxed.
“Fine.” She lowered her hand and released her grasp of Cindy’s hair. “I’ll be expecting the same cooperation from you tomorrow then.”
Hmmm, I thought. Maybe the two of them haven’t put all of their differences behind them.
Anya took the last knotted cloth strip and pushed it into Cindy’s mouth and tied it off. Then she pulled out another padlock and used it to lock our ankles together.
“What about that one?” Anya asked Tatiana, indicating the stripped and bound Jennifer, who had rolled onto her side to watch us. “How do we keep her from trying to leave?”
Tatiana smiled evilly, “Give me one of those locks. I have a great idea.”
Anya fished another lock out of her pocket and handed it over.
“What do you have in mind?”
“Just watch,” was all she said as she walked over to the struggling executive.
Jennifer gave her a quizzical grunt as the blonde approached. Tatiana knelt down and turned her prisoner back onto her belly again. Then she opened the lock up and hooked the chain of Jennifer’s ankle cuffs with it.
“All right, office bitch, let’s see how flexible you are.”
Tatiana pulled up Jennifer’s legs with one hand and pulled back Jennifer’s wrists with the other. She joined her prisoner’s wrists and ankles together and then closed the lock around both cuff chains. Jennifer groaned and struggled mightily, but it was no use. She was left in a rather strict hogtie that was impossible to get out of without a key. Tatiana pinched her captive’s naked buttocks which elicited a yelp of pain from the woman.
“There. I don’t think we’ll need to worry about this one wondering around during the night.”
The two Russian women stood up then, to survey their work. Rachel and Sara were handcuffed, gagged, and locked together at the ankles. Jennifer was gagged and hogtied, and Cindy and I were also gagged, handcuffed, and locked together at the ankles. None of us would be going anywhere without help.
“What do you think?” Tatiana asked her partner.
“Anya likes what she sees. What do you say Ivan?
“Ivan?” she repeated.
“Huh? Oh, yes, I like what I see too. You girls did a fine job. Mind if I stay and guard them for a while, just to make sure they don’t try something?” he said, without taking his eyes off of us.
Tatiana came over and grabbed him by the arm.
“Come on, buster, let’s go. You know they don’t need any guarding.”
“What if I promise not to touch them?”
Tatiana laughed. “Yeah right, like I believe that. Who do you think you’re fooling?”
She practically had to drag him away as the three of them left the room. We were all alone now and nearly naked. I felt scared and looked to Cindy for help. I tried to ask her what she thought would happen.
“Wugg goo uuh phin wimm hammmphhemm mahmmarmmoh?”
Her eyes were shining with brightness and hope.
“Dohm wahmmee, weph me phime. Ahmm ggomma mohmemm uuh.”
I couldn’t understand what she was trying to say but, just the fact that she was with me, made me feel better. Cindy was so brave and strong. Then the lights went out and we were left in the dark. I heard their voices out in the main room for a while, but eventually they all retired to their rooms.
It was quiet now except for the rustle of cuffs and grunting coming from Jennifer. The executive’s struggling grew louder and louder. I couldn’t see what she was doing but it sounded like she was trying to flip over. She paused for a moment to catch her breath and then started up again with renewed vigor. Finally I heard a flop and a relieved gasp of breath as she rolled onto her side. I felt sorry for the poor woman, as she would probably have trouble falling asleep while bound at the knees and hogtied. Actually, I wasn’t sure that I would be able to sleep either. Being tied up and away from home was very frightening.
Now that everything was quiet, I reflected on the day’s events. I had been terrorized at gun point and abducted from my friend’s home. I had been tied up, stripped nearly naked, and fondled. The terrorists had forced me to help them while threatening my friends and husband. And now I was left to await my fate at the hands of the evil Tatiana tomorrow. I shuddered at the thought of what she might do. I had already seen her strip and spank Jennifer, and molest Cindy with her hands. I could still remember the panting and the moaning from my friend as Tatiana’s fingers ravished her body. I remembered, quite vividly, the look on Cindy’s face as she pleaded to me with her eyes and how helpless she was to control her own body.
What if Tatiana did those things to me? I thought. I wouldn’t be able to stop her.
She could touch me…
And fondle me…
And force me to...
I shuddered to finish the thought. And yet, I could also sense a small part of me was feeling a little bit aroused by the thoughts of what might happen. I remembered the whimpering and moaning of pleasure from Cindy, and how excited I became at the sight of it. What was wrong with me? Why did I react like that? Cindy was another female and my dear friend. I was happily married to Brian, so why was I feeling this way towards Cindy?
I thought about my friend now, only inches away from me. I couldn’t see her, but I could hear the sound of her breathing. It reminded me of our trip in the van when I was pressed against her bosom. Visions of her naked breasts suddenly flooded my brain. And then I noticed something else - a fragrant aroma that was faint yet very powerful. The more I inhaled it the more aroused I felt. It seemed to be originating from Cindy. Her body had been stimulated almost to the point of orgasm, and it was still emanating her sexual arousal. Cindy shifted her hips slightly and the aroma grew suddenly stronger. Oh god, that smells so good, I thought. I had never smelled anything so intoxicating before. I wanted to reach out and touch her. I needed to feel her arms around me.
I shivered. I needed her warmth now too. The summer air had cooled off long ago and I was still only wearing my panties. Without a blanket, my body was starting to grow cold, especially my shoulders and chest.
“Ahm cohm,” I mumbled to Cindy, glad to have an excuse to wiggle closer to her.
I inched myself forward until our breasts touched. My heart started pounding and I could feel the butterflies swirling inside of my belly, stronger than ever. I pushed my hips out slightly, seeking her warm body. I wanted Cindy to press herself against me but instead, she suddenly pulled away. I felt dejected and afraid that I had offended her.
“Waimm ma mimmumm,” she mumbled and scooched herself back.
Cindy brought her knees up, pulling mine along with them. She was pushing me away now as she started wriggling in the dark. How could I be so stupid? I thought. She probably thinks I am a pervert or something. But Cindy was up to something, as she was twisting around a lot with her body. I couldn’t see what she was doing. Her head came forward as she bent her body in half, bringing her knees up to her chin. Her hair brushed against my breasts momentarily as she brought her hands down to her feet. She lifted up her ankles and encouraged me to do the same. Then I felt her hands sliding under and behind my feet.
“Limm umm,” she urged.
I lifted my legs and then my hip off of the mattress so she could slide her right arm underneath my legs. I felt her cuffed hands slide up the back of my thighs as we both straightened our legs again. When Cindy’s hands brushed across the back of my panties I mumbled excitedly. She put her arms around me and gave me a hug.
“Mmmmmmmm,” we moaned in unison as we snuggled together.
She squeezed me tightly, our breasts, thighs and panties pressing together. I felt so safe and warm with her holding me against her body. I sighed and nuzzled against her neck and cheek, breathing in more of her sweet aroma. My nipples were poking into hers, but I didn’t care. I was so intoxicated with arousal that I temporarily forgot that I was being held against my will.
I almost forgot my husband too. Suddenly I felt guilty that I was enjoying this moment with another partner. I was ashamed at myself for betraying Brian, but I needed comfort right now and Cindy was providing that. Cindy pressed her gagged lips against my cheek as a kiss. She placed her hands on the back of my panties and gently squeezed my buttocks. I murmured approval and wiggled my bottom for more. She gave me a playful spank and then hugged me tightly again. I softly moaned into my friend’s ear as I smiled contentedly behind my gag. I told myself that I could deal with my feelings for Brian later, after we got out of this mess. Cindy was making me feel secure right now and I didn’t see anything wrong with that. She held me in her arms and stroked my hair until I drifted off to sleep.
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I was abruptly awakened by a high pitched, muffled squeal. I lifted my head from Cindy’s shoulder to try and see what was going on. It was the middle of the night but my eyes were still able to make out the form of a dark figure crouching beside Jennifer. The intruder’s hands were on the bound woman’s body. One hand was on her crotch while the other was covering her mouth.
“Shhhhh….” The unknown person hissed.
It sounded like a male’s voice. The figure was determined to keep Jennifer quiet as his other hand went back to enjoying her flesh. The bound executive squirmed and thrashed violently as she struggled with her assailant. The other girls soon awoke and Cindy lifted her head in alarm.
“Whhmmphh gohmmim omm?” she mumbled.
A light went on out in the hallway somewhere. The intruder suddenly stood up and bolted for the exit. As the figure ran past me I got a brief glimpse of his face. It was Ivan. He ran out into the hallway where I heard Tatiana’s sleepy voice confront him.
“Ivan? What are…?”
“TATIANA, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?” Ivan interrupted her with a shout, loud enough to wake the entire cabin.
“Me?” Tatiana sounded confused.
More lights came on and I heard footfalls of people climbing out of bed.
“Couldn’t wait until tomorrow could you?” Ivan asked very loudly. “It’s a good thing I caught you before something happened.”
Tatiana responded, “What are you talking about? You’re the one who mmmmph…”
I heard a scuffle break out between the two.
“Hold still woman. You’re in a lot of trouble now.”
It sounded like Ivan had the upper hand.
“What is going on out here?” Sergei joined in. “Ivan, let her go. Will somebody please explain to me why I’ve been disturbed in the middle of the night?”
Ivan spoke first, “I heard a noise and came out to find Tatiana playing with the prisoners.”
“That’s a lie! It was him!” Tatiana screamed.
The two of them began arguing in Russian until Sergei brought it to a halt. He sounded angry as he reprimanded the two of them. He gave Tatiana a long lecture before sending them all back to bed. The entire event seemed rather odd. What was all that about? I thought. I shrugged and curled up with Cindy again and went back to sleep.
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The next morning we were all awakened by the sound of voices. The terrorists had arisen and were gathering out in the main room. Cindy and I quickly separated from each other before we were discovered. I lifted up and allowed her to slide her hands back down under my legs and return them to being behind her back. I lay there quietly with my head down. I was too ashamed to look Cindy in the eye as I was still feeling embarrassed about snuggling up with her last night. I hope she thinks I only did it because I was cold, I thought. After a few minutes, I finally found the courage to look up at her, only to discover that she was staring at my tits. How long has she been looking at them? I wondered. Was the sight of my breasts turning her on? My nipples started to harden just thinking about it. Damn it, not now. I tried to think about something else, but it was too late. Cindy had already noticed my arousal and looked up at me. Our eyes met and we both blushed this time.
A few moments later Nikolai, Boris, and Igor entered the room. The three men unlocked our ankles from each other and, one by one, carried us to the rest room, where Anya waited to help us. After we were done there, the men carried us out to the main room. They set us down on the rug in the middle of the seating area and forced us to sit up. Tatiana came over to greet the five of us.
“Good morning ladies. I hope you’re nice and rested now. We have a busy day planned for you.”
She made no mention of the encounter last night between her and Ivan. I looked around for the tall man and saw him over in the kitchen area, helping Anya with breakfast.
Tatiana continued, “Since Brian and Steve have been moved, we had to change our plans a bit. The men will be leaving after breakfast to pick up something we need. They won’t be gone very long, but we still should have enough time to have some fun. So just sit tight for now and stay out of trouble.”
She bent down and gave my left nipple a little pinch between her fingers.
“I have a special plan for you my dear,” she said, just before leaving.
Cindy and I looked at each other apprehensively as I worried about what might happen. The five of us sat their, cuffed at the ankles and wrists, and cleave gagged with knotted cloths. Rachel and Sara were wearing their bras and panties. Cindy and I wore only our panties, and Jennifer was naked except for her garter belt, thigh high pantyhose, and five inch heels. Well, actually, Jennifer still had her bra too but it was currently stuffed into her mouth. Jennifer was no longer locked in a hogtie, but she was still bound at the knees with rope.
It was pointless to struggle against the steel cuffs or move around, especially with the terrorists nearby, so we just waited patiently while they finished their breakfast. Then Sergei brought out the laptops and gathered his men around the table. He seemed to be going over some kind of plan. I couldn’t see the screens from where I sat, nor could I understand Russian, so I had no idea what was going on. After the discussion, the men went about the cabin gathering up all their equipment and carrying the bags out to the vehicles. I noticed Aleksei putting his automatic rifle into one of the larger ones.
Tatiana spoke briefly to Anya and Igor while pointing in our general direction. Igor left for a moment before returning with some rope. The big man bent down and picked up Sara. He carried her over to the wall on the right side of the cabin where Jennifer had stood the day before. He removed her hand cuffs and used the rope to tie her wrists together in front of her. Then he pulled a chair over while gazing up at the ceiling. I looked up, and saw beams running parallel to the wall from one end of the room to the other. Igor stood up on the chair and grabbed Sara’s wrists with one hand and a long piece of rope with the other. Sara stared at him and whimpered fearfully.
“Don’t worry honey,” Tatiana said to her. “This is just to keep you from getting into trouble.”
Igor tied the long rope to her wrists and then proceeded to toss the other end of it over the nearest beam. Then he pulled it down and began hoisting Sara’s wrists up above her head. Tatiana made sure that Sara’s arms went behind her head when they were pulled straight. Sara was now stretched out and standing on her tip toes. Igor tied the rope off to the beam, far out of reach of Sara’s hands. Then he got down and walked over to Rachel.
“Mmmphh hmmmph!” she whimpered loudly.
Rachel was terrified as she was scooped up, carried over, and forced to stand next to Sara. Igor and Tatiana removed her hand cuffs and tied her the same way as Sara, hoisting the young girl’s arms up until she was standing tip toed along side of Sara. As Igor went to grab Jennifer, Anya used more rope to tie Sara’s thighs together, just above her knees. Then she tied Rachel’s legs together as well, while Tatiana and Igor strung Jennifer up.
Cindy and I looked at each other with fear, knowing that we were next. The rest of the men were leaving now and in a few moments we would be completely at the mercy of this terrifying woman. I watched Igor finish securing Jennifer and then he came over and grabbed Cindy. My heart sank as I watched my dear friend torn away from me. I was nearly hysterical as they pulled her arms up over her head, stretching out her body. Her beautiful tits thrust out provocatively as she hung there by her wrists. Then they tied her legs together at the knees, just like the others. Cindy looked at me with her green eyes and I started to cry when I saw her fear. Oh Cindy, I cried to myself.
Sergei came over and spoke with Anya and Tatiana while Igor left to gather up his bag and join the other men outside. Sergei spoke in Russian as he gave the two women one last set of instructions. They looked at their watches, Tatiana nodded, and then he left with the rest of the men. I heard multiple vehicle doors closing and then drive away. Tatiana and Anya turned to me, smiling triumphantly, as I quaked with fear.
“Now my darling little helper,” Tatiana said to me with evil coolness. “I need you to do something for me.”
The two of them dragged me over to lie in front of my friends. Tatiana forced me to stand up on my knees while Anya fetched some more rope.
“Ladies…” Tatiana addressed my friends in a loud voice. “I want to thank you all for coming today. It will be a pleasure to serve you,” she chuckled, amused at her own little pun.
She continued, “You will notice that one of you is not wearing her panties.” I couldn’t help but take a glance at Jennifer’s exposed pussy as she blushed slightly with embarrassment. “This problem will be rectified, I assure you. Anya, please prepare our assistant.”
Assistant? I was worried now as I looked at my bound friends who trembled in front of me. Anya approached me with the rope and grabbed my cuffs behind me. I felt her tying the rope to the chain links on my wrists first and then on my ankles. When she finished, my cuffed ankles and wrists were now connected together by a twelve inch piece of rope. I looked up, nervously, at Tatiana as she spoke again with great mirth.
“My beautiful assistant, Samantha, will now demonstrate her skill and training by taking down your panties… using only her mouth!”
There was an immediate muffled chorus of alarm from the girls hanging before me.
“Hummm ummph,” I shook my head violently, giving Tatiana and emphatic “No”.
The evil blonde grinned with glee. “And as an added challenge…” she paused for effect, holding a finger to her lips as if in thought.
Anya looked at her comrade quizzically as Tatiana strolled over to that, oh so familiar, duffel bag.
“…she’ll be wearing this special gag.”
Tatiana reached in and pulled out a strange looking object. At first I thought it was another ball gag. But instead of a ball, this one had a rubber coated metal ring in the center, about an inch and a half in diameter.
“This gag will make sure our beautiful assistant doesn’t cheat by using her teeth.”
I gulped as the butterflies started again. Anya reached over and untied my gag. She pulled out the soaked cloth and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I grunted at her indignantly as she gave me a wink. Then Tatiana brought the ring gag around in front of my face. I took one look at it and clamped my mouth shut. There was no way I was going to let them put that in my mouth.
“Open up dear,” Tatiana commanded from behind me.
“Mmmm ummm,” I shook my head.
“OPEN UP!” she shouted.
I refused.
“Oh, so you want to play tough girl now?” Tatiana sneered. “Well let’s see how tough you are when we use these on your friends.”
I watched as she retrieved a handful of nipple clamps from that dreadful bag. Cindy and the other girls began mewling and squirming at the sight of them. I immediately regretted my decision to resist.
“Wait,” I said. “I’ll let you gag me, just leave my friends alone.”
“Oh, changing your tune are you? Well, maybe I should do it anyway, because you obviously need to be reminded of who is in charge here.”
She pulled out her knife and walked over to Rachel and Sara. She sliced away their bras as the two women squealed with terror.
“Stop, please!” I begged.
Tatiana looked at me as I started to cry.
“Please, don’t hurt them. I’ll do whatever you want. Please!” I pleaded with her.
Tatiana leaned over and set the clamps down on the table behind me. Then she squatted down in front of me and cupped my chin in her hands. She gently wiped away the tears and smiled as she looked in my eyes.
“You are so precious. You WILL do whatever I ask, won’t you?”
I slowly nodded.
“Good girl.”
She pulled my chin forward and pressed her lips against mine. She kissed me deeply as I held back the urge to resist her. I even allowed her to stick her tongue in my mouth despite how disgusted I felt. She broke it off and held up the ring gag again. I slowly parted my lips as she slipped the ring behind my teeth. The ring was rather large so I had to open my mouth as wide as I could to allow it to fit properly. Tatiana went around behind me and buckled it tight. I tried to talk and found the sounds I made embarrassing.
“Agghh oggg ggahg.”
“How does that feel, honey?” Tatiana asked.
“Guuh geeg gergg,” I slobbered.
“It looks like a good fit. Stick out your tongue.”
I pushed my tongue through the ring causing some drool to form on my lips.
“Perfect! Now let’s get started before we run out of time.”
She stood up and waved a hand at my friends.
“Now dear, which one of these lovely ladies would you like to do first?”
I looked at her with trepidation and then turned my gaze to Cindy, Rachel, and Sara. The three of them were eyeing me apprehensively. Rachel was shaking her head at me and Sara was grunting and cringing. Cindy, however, was watching me closely, showing no reaction at all. I glanced briefly at her pink satin panties and swallowed nervously. Cindy gave me a slight nod as my nerves started to jitter. I looked at Tatiana and tilted my head towards Cindy.
“I thought you might pick her,” Tatiana said. “Well, I’m sure you’re eager to get started, so go right ahead.”
I wasn’t exactly looking forward to it, but a part of me DID want to begin with Cindy. Even still, the thought of putting my face in her panties was making me very anxious.
I walked on my knees over towards Cindy and looked up at her face one last time. She saw me hesitating and nodded again for me to go ahead.
“Wait a minute,” Anya interrupted. “Can Anya do it too?”
Tatiana frowned at her, “I don’t think that’s a good idea. We don’t have that much time to fool around. This is supposed to be my turn with them, remember?”
Anya pouted, “Aw, but Anya wanted to make it a game and race her.”
Tatiana pondered that thought for a moment. Then her face suddenly broke into that evil grin of hers as she conjured up another one of her twisted ideas.
“Alright, if you want to make it a race then it needs to be fair. You’ll have to be tied up just like her.”
Anya seemed unsure about that and hesitated.
“Well?” Tatiana asked, seeming very eager to tie her comrade up.
Anya took one more look at the bound prisoners, topless and trembling, and suddenly made up her mind.
“OK, Anya agrees.”
“Good,” Tatiana smiled. “But I don’t think we have any more hand cuffs left so I’ll have to use rope instead.”
She went over to the duffel bag and pulled out a bundle of white cotton cord. Anya placed her hands behind her back and allowed Tatiana to bind her wrists together. Then Tatiana went over to the bag again and pulled out another ring gag.
“We can’t have you cheating either, so you’ll have to be gagged too.”
Anya complained, “That’s not part of the agreement! Anya refuses to wear that!”
“On the contrary, you agreed to make this fair. So, if she is gagged then you have to be also. Now open up dear.”
Anya wasn’t the least bit happy about it but opened her mouth anyway. Tatiana pushed the ring gag in and buckled it securely behind her friend’s neck.
“Oh, and one more thing…” Tatiana snickered as she picked up her knife. “You need to be stripped too… down to your panties!”
The red head immediately began fussing and struggling to get loose. Tatiana grabbed her helpless friend’s shirt with one hand and slashed at it with her blade. She ripped and tore it off her body leaving Anya completely naked from the waist up. The red haired woman tried to make a run for it, but was easily tackled by the stronger woman. Tatiana flipped her onto her back and sat down on her legs, holding her to the ground. Then she set her knife down and began unbuttoning Anya’s pants. The pinned girl struggled at first but eventually gave in as she was hopelessly at her comrade’s mercy. Tatiana slowly pulled Anya’s pants down, revealing her black nylon panties. Then she tossed the pants aside and began tying Anya’s ankles together with more rope. She rolled the younger girl onto her stomach and pulled her ankles up to her wrists and connected them together by a short rope. Then Tatiana helped Anya up to her knees.
“There we go. Now everything is completely fair,” Tatiana said as she stood up.
She waved her hand at Rachel and Sara, “OK dear, which one would you like?”
Anya was furious about being tied up and stripped, and glared at her angrily.
“Come, come, we don’t have much time. If you want to have some fun, then you need to be more cooperative, remember?”
Anya gave her an indignant grunt before slowly scooting over to kneel before Sara. The dark haired woman whimpered anxiously and tried to pull back. Anya turned to look at Tatiana.
“Very good, now we can get to the good part, if you know what I mean,” she cackled.
She touched me on the shoulder.
“Are you ready darling?” she whispered in my ear.
I swallowed again and looked at Cindy’s trembling pelvis. I could already smell her pussy starting to moisten underneath the thin material. Oh god, I don’t think I can do this. I turned to Tatiana and shook my head.
“Relax, dear. I’m sure the two of you have seen each other naked before. Don’t be shy. Who knows, you might even enjoy it.”
Then she stood up and spoke louder to address all of us.
“OK here’s the deal. The winner will be the first one to pull her partner’s panties down all the way to her knees. The loser will then get to spend the rest of the morning alone with me.”
I was horrified. I glanced over at Anya and saw her smiling confidently at me behind her gag. She pushed out her tongue and wiggled it all around, licking her ring gag with it as if she were warming up. I could tell she was thinking this would be an easy victory for her.
“On your mark…
“Get set…
“GO!”
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