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CHAPTER 7
As soon as Tatiana said go, I heard a muffled scream from Sara. Looking next to me, I saw Anya with her face already diving into Sara’s panties. The hanging girl was whimpering and squealing into her gag as she desperately tried to keep her pelvis away from Anya’s dancing tongue. But she wasn’t having much luck.
Suddenly I felt Tatiana’s hand shove my head forward into Cindy’s loins. I mumbled a protest as I found my nose buried in my friend’s crotch.
“Come on dear. Don’t let her beat you!” Tatiana urged me on with a cackle.
The aroma of Cindy’s sex overwhelmed me as I struggled to breathe. I never knew the smell of a woman was this good. I suddenly found myself wondering what my friend might taste like. Stop it! I scolded myself. Don’t think about that… just get this done and over with.
I lifted my head up and slowly pushed my tongue out to timidly scrape at the waistband of Cindy’s panties. I was very awkward and clumsy, and after the first minute or so, all I had managed to do was to lick her hip and moisten the elastic waist band. The panties hadn’t budged and I knew I was falling behind. I turned to see how Anya was doing and saw she already had Sara’s lacy boy shorts half way down one hip. Anya was making quick work, but I noticed she did have one huge obstacle. Sara was constantly bucking and squirming which was making it quite a challenge for my opponent.
Cindy began grunting and urging me to work faster as she wiggled her hips in my face. I swallowed nervously and renewed my effort to win this humiliating competition. I pressed my mouth to Cindy’s abdomen and pushed my tongue down inside the top of her panties while trying to ignore the emotions stirring up inside me. Using my tongue as a hook, I pushed my head down and successfully slid her underwear southward by her right hip. Then I did the same to the left side. Cindy’s dark pubic hairs were now sticking out the top of her pink panties as they bunched up around her hips.
A loud squeal caused me to turn to my right again. Sara’s naked bottom came towards me as she swung by her wrists. She had tried to jump and turn away from the unwanted tongue that had just managed to slide her panties below her buttocks. Anya smiled confidently at me as she leaned into Sara’s exposed pussy for a free lick. I’m going to lose, I thought. I better hurry. Without even thinking, I quickly thrust my mouth and tongue at the front of Cindy’s panties.
“Ohhhhh!” Cindy gasped, surprised at my sudden voracity as my mouth went right into her crotch.
I felt my lips press against the tiny hairs as I shoved my tongue down inside the wet nylon, pushing her panties down as I went. Cindy moaned loudly as my tongue brushed over her slit along the way.
“That’s the way, dear. Dive right in!” Tatiana jeered from behind me.
Cindy’s hips thrust out involuntarily, seeking my lips. I paused for a moment as I stared at her wet pussy, and then glanced up to look at Cindy’s face. Her eyes were closed and her head was turned to the side as she panted with excitement, her lower body starting to tremble. She made soft little whimpering noises as she seemed to be begging me to keep licking. I was surprised to see how excited she was after I had barely touched her. I must really be turning her on, I thought. It was all I could do to refrain from licking her some more.
I tried not to think about how aroused I was, or how exhilarating Cindy’s pussy smelled and tasted. I continued sliding her panties down with my tongue, one inch at a time, going from side to side. I still had to hurry, as Anya now had Sara’s panties down to mid thigh, and, in a moment, she would win. I made one final and desperate surge. I pushed my face between Cindy’s thighs and stuck my nose into the crotch of her panties. I took a deep breath and shoved downwards. The odor left behind by Cindy’s cunt almost floored me as I used my nose to push her pink underwear all the way down to her knees.
“Gaaahhh!!” Anya groaned in protest at being defeated.
“How did you…” Tatiana was stunned as she stared at me with her mouth hanging open.
I crawled backwards on my knees, away from Cindy, and sat down on my heels. I felt strangely proud of myself as I eyed Cindy’s exposed and quivering sex. Tatiana came around in front of me and squatted down again to meet me eye to eye.
“Well,” she grinned. “It seems you are much more eager than I thought you’d be. I think Samantha likes the taste of women. What do you think, Anya?”
Anya ignored her and glared at me jealously.
“I think you enjoyed that game way too much. We’ll just have to make the next one more challenging,” Tatiana said, while standing up.
Suddenly, I noticed movement behind her. Cindy had lifted her cuffed feet off the floor and was starting to swing herself by her wrists as if testing something. I looked at her curiously. What on earth are you trying to do? Tatiana noticed I was looking past her and started to turn around.
That’s when Cindy made her move. She pushed off the floor with both feet as if she were jumping backwards. Anya squealed emphatically, trying to warn her comrade, but it was too late. Cindy’s body swung back against the wall and, just as Tatiana turned to face her, she came forward and thrust her legs out at the same time. Cindy caught Tatiana in the stomach with her heels and pushed as hard as she could.
“Ooof,” Tatiana grunted with surprise as she was shoved backwards.
Her legs slammed into me and caused her to topple over as she tripped. Her upper body went sprawling, and I heard a loud THUD as her head crashed into the table edge behind me. I turned to find Tatiana lying motionless on the floor, just a few feet away. A trickle of blood was oozing from her temple, but she was still breathing.
The entire room was deathly silent for a few seconds as everyone froze in shock. I think even Cindy was surprised to see that our captor had been knocked unconscious. Then Cindy started mewling urgently at me. Anya screamed through her ring gag and immediately began moving towards her fallen comrade. The other girls started making all kinds of desperate noises at me as well. What is everyone so excited about? I thought.
Then it hit me. The key! Tatiana had the key to my cuffs. I suddenly realized I needed to find it before Anya did. I tried to hurry over to Tatiana on my knees, but in my haste, I lost my balance and fell down face first. My friends began urging me even louder as Anya was fast approaching, having no trouble walking along on her knees. She was about to pass me, when I rolled into her and knocked her over with my legs. She yelped as she fell onto her left side away from me. The two of us struggled to get to Tatiana ahead of the other. We must have made quite a sight as we wiggled along the floor, hogtied in just our panties. I pulled myself along like an inch worm and reached Tatiana first. I crawled up her body and rolled over so that my hands could start searching for the key. Anya was grunting furiously at me as she moved towards me. She looked like a ravenous wolf as the drool ran out of her ring gag and down onto her chest.
I pulled Tatiana’s shirt up over her breasts and began searching with my hands, thankful that I knew where to start looking. I blindly felt around the outside of her bra just as Anya reached my ankles. I screamed at her to keep away as I tried to kick her. But that didn’t work, as my feet were still connected to my wrists. I decided to just focus on finding the key. I pushed my fingers inside of Tatiana’s bra and searched under her tits. The key had to be in here somewhere.
Anya was right next to me now. Somehow she managed to pull herself up to her knees again and then intentionally flopped down against me in an attempt to knock me off. I grunted as her shoulder hit my chest, but I managed to hang on and keep digging. I pulled Tatiana’s bra off of her tits so that I could search the inside of it. Anya tried to head butt me, but I turned to the side and took it on the side of my head. Her mouth touched my ear and I cringed as she slobbered on it with an attempt to bite me, but the ring gag kept her from sinking her teeth into me.
I rolled to my left, back into Anya, and pushed her away with my hips, so my hands could move to the other side of Tatiana’s bra. Anya’s naked chest lunged into me as she was now pushing back too. She pressed her belly and hips against me, causing our breasts to mash together. We were both shoving at each other and grunting from the effort. For a moment I was distracted by the sexy and nearly naked body thrusting into me, but eventually my fingers felt something hard. I had found a hidden pocket along the inside of Tatiana’s bra. Now I just needed to pull the key out without dropping it.
Then Anya tried a new tactic. She rolled over, away from me, and then pushed her back into me. I felt her hands on me, scratching and pinching my skin. I yelped as she squeezed my tits roughly while she continued to push herself backwards with her feet. I couldn’t prevent her from climbing on top of me as I concentrated on getting the key out. Soon she was sitting on my stomach with her back to my face. She had pulled her hands and feet to the left, along the side of her hip. This gave her a little more freedom of movement with her limbs. I grunted at the weight of her as she bounced her bottom up and down on my stomach, trying to knock the air out of me. Her knees were drawn up, and she dug her toes into my panties while at the same time twisting my nipples with her hands.
“Ahhhhhhhgggggg!!” I screamed.
Then I finally had it. I held the key tightly in my fist while I tried to find a way of getting out from under her. Anya had a tight grip on one of my breasts that was quite painful. She was also trying to heel me in the crotch with her bound feet, but luckily for me she wasn’t hitting very hard. I couldn’t sit up, so I just twisted and rolled to my right with all my strength. I barely managed to squeeze out from under her. Anya’s fingernails raked across my left breast as I flipped over. I think she drew blood because it sure hurt like hell. Anya tried to go after me, but I kept rolling and twisting, and crawled under the table ahead of her. She followed close behind as I headed for the other side. My plan was to get away from her long enough that I could fit the key into one of the locks.
Then I had an idea. Anya’s head was trailing just a few inches behind me as I exited the other side of the table. So I stopped and turned so my hands could reach back to her. I grabbed her hair with my free hand and pulled hard. She screamed with rage as I forced the back of her head to the floor, twisting her body sideways. I kept a tight grip as I sat up and scooted along on my bottom. I maneuvered myself over towards a nearby chair, dragging her along behind me. She was bucking and screaming like a tiger as she tried to free herself from my grasp. Once I got next to the chair I worked on getting myself up onto my knees, while making sure not to let go of her. Then I used my head to nudge the chair and turn it so its back was towards Anya. With one swift move, I released her hair and then leaned into the chair and knocked it over on top of Anya. It smacked her in the face, causing her to howl in pain.
Now was my chance. I immediately positioned the key with my fingers and began trying to insert it into the keyhole of my ankle cuffs as I looked down over my shoulder. Anya screamed when she noticed what I was doing, but it was too late. With a flick of my wrist the ankle cuffs unlocked and my legs were free! I pulled my legs out and kicked Anya away before she could come after me again. I immediately climbed to my feet. My friends were mewling excitedly now as they watched me getting loose. I ran into the kitchen area, far away from the hogtied Anya. Now I had all the time I needed to unlock my wrists. A moment later and I was free. I removed the ring gag and dropped it onto the table. Anya groaned with dismay as she realized the role of captor and prisoner had just been reversed.
I walked over to her and rolled her onto her stomach so I could check the knots on her bonds. I pulled and yanked on them to tighten them all up while Anya tried to say something.
“Ahhhh yahhhh thahh wahh faa ahhh tha!”
“You really should try to stop talking,” I said smugly. “It’s making you drool.”
She just turned to glare at me.
I heard a moan from Tatiana, signaling that she was starting to recover. I quickly grabbed the hand cuffs that used to be on me, and locked Tatiana’s wrists behind her back with them. Then I put the leg cuffs on her ankles. Tatiana groaned a little more loudly as her eyes fluttered open.
“What the hell?”
Tatiana awoke to find her limbs cuffed, and her shirt and bra pulled up. She saw me standing over her, smiling.
“How did you get free?” she asked.
“You were knocked out when your head hit the table. Then I fought off Anya and found your key. The rest was easy.”
Tatiana glared at Anya who was struggling helplessly on the floor now.
“You stupid bitch, how could you let her beat you? Now look what you’ve done!”
“Iii wahhah ahh haa, yooo aye eee uuhh!” Anya retorted angrily through her gag.
I went over to Cindy and unbuckled her ball gag and removed it from my friend’s mouth. It was covered with her saliva, but I decided not to wipe it off. I came up behind Tatiana who was sitting up now.
“What the fuck are you doing with that?” Tatiana asked.
“I think I’ve heard enough of you, Russian bitch!” I yelled as I brought the gag around in front of her.
“Don’t you dahhhh…”
With a vicious yank, I pulled the ball deep into Tatiana’s mouth.
“Ahhhhfffff mmmmppphhh,” Tatiana moaned as I buckled it as tight as I could possibly make it.
“I think you deserve a taste of your own medicine,” I gloated, as she slobbered around the rubber ball between her teeth, now mixing her saliva with that of Cindy’s.
Then I gave her a rude shove and pushed her over onto the floor causing her to grunt as she landed hard onto her shoulder.
I immediately set about releasing my friends, and Jennifer. I found the knife and cut them all loose, and unlocked the cuffs on their ankles, while each of them removed their own gag. Cindy gave me a big hug the moment she was free. She caught me by surprise with the strength of it as she squeezed my topless body against her own. I felt my nipples hardening again as our breasts touched.
“Oh Samantha, I could just kiss you!” she giggled and planted one directly on my lips as I blushed.
“Mmmmmm… s-s-stop, please,” I said, pulling back, as the others were looking at us strangely.
Rachel and Sara then hugged me as well. Each one pressed their body into me with a show of thanks as I reddened some more at their nakedness. I looked at Jennifer, wondering if she would do the same. But she was too busy looking for something to cover herself up with.
She found her mini skirt lying on the floor, where it had been left from the day before, and put it back on. Her blouse had been shredded so she covered her chest with one arm and reached out her other hand to me.
“Give me the key to the cuffs. I want to take her clothes,” she said, tilting her head at Tatiana.
“Hey,” Sara exclaimed. “What about us? We all need clothes too.”
“That’s not my problem. I saw her first,” Jennifer said indignantly. “I just want her shirt. You can have those ugly pants and boots. Now give me the key!”
“We don’t have time to argue,” Rachel seemed anxious. “They could be back at any minute. Let’s just grab what clothes we can find and get out of here.”
Cindy took the key from me and gave Jennifer an annoyed look as she approached Tatiana. “Help me take her clothes off. Then we can decide who gets what.”
Tatiana began whimpering and grunting as the five of us set about uncuffing and stripping her. We removed her shirt, pants, boots, and underwear, and left her completely naked. Then Cindy locked her wrists behind her back again, while the rest of us went after Anya. We untied her and then stripped her completely naked too. Rachel and Sara held Anya steady while I cuffed her wrists behind her back. Then we pushed her down to the floor where I watched over her while the others divvied up the clothes. Jennifer took the shirt she wanted, while Rachel and Sara took the two pairs of pants and boots. Rachel discovered Jennifer’s sliced satin thong in the pocket of what used to be Anya’s pants.
“Hey, I think these are yours,” she said, holding them out to Jennifer.
Jennifer waved her hand at them and snorted.
“I don’t want those anymore. But I will take these,” she said, while bending down to pick up Anya’s black panties.
She put her feet in them and pulled them up her legs and under her skirt.
“Whatever.” Rachel shrugged, and tossed the ruined thong aside.
Cindy dragged Tatiana over to a chair and forced her to sit. She made sure her prisoner’s arms went over and around the back of it. Then she wrapped another cord around Tatiana’s waist and the chair and tied her down.
“Somebody should keep an eye out to watch for them to come back,” Cindy announced. “I remember Tatiana saying they won’t be gone very long.”
Rachel seemed worried. “We should just leave now then. I don’t want to get caught again.”
“I agree,” said Sara. “I think we should go.”
Cindy nodded. “Alright, but I want to do something with these two first. Samantha, go to the front window and let me know if you see anything.”
I walked towards the front door and looked out the window next to it. Jennifer’s car was the only vehicle parked outside.
“Hey, your car is still here!” I said to Jennifer.
“It is?”
She ran out the front door before I could stop her.
“Wait, where are you going? Don’t leave without us!” I called after her.
Jennifer ignored me and bolted for her car. She opened the door and jumped in.
“FUCK!!” she yelled, seconds later, and frantically started searching the car.
After a minute of fruitless hunting, she got out and slammed the door shut. She stomped back to the cabin wearing a sour face.
“Damn it! Those bastards took my keys!” she announced to everyone.
Then Sara made her own discovery while pulling on Tatiana’s pants.
“I found a cell phone!” she exclaimed excitedly. “Let’s use it to call the police!”
She flipped it open and turned it on.
“Crap! It needs a pass code to unlock it. Do you think we can make Tatiana tell us what it is?” Sara asked Cindy.
“Maybe, but it will probably take too long. She doesn’t appear to be very cooperative,” Cindy replied, as Tatiana smirked at her angrily.
“Let’s just go on foot,” Rachel said. “I really don’t want to stay here any longer.”
“Anyone who wants to leave, go ahead,” Cindy said, as she picked up some more rope, a set of leg cuffs, and Jennifer’s old thong. She walked over to where Tatiana was seated. “I’ll catch up in a minute.”
Rachel grabbed Sara’s arm and the two of them headed for the door, wearing the camouflage pants and boots. Each of them had also tied a strip of Jennifer’s silk blouse around their chests as a make-shift bandeau style bra.
“We’re leaving,” Sara announced.
“Don’t follow the driveway and stay away from the road until you get far away,” Cindy suggested.
“Why?” Jennifer asked. “That’s the only way to know where you’re going.”
“I think it’s too risky. What if the terrorists come back and see you?” Cindy said.
“I’ll take my chances,” Jennifer declared and headed out.
Sara turned to Rachel. “We better take Cindy’s advice. Let’s go through the woods.”
Rachel nodded and the two of them left together.
Cindy looked at me, expecting me to follow them. I wanted so much to get the hell out of there, but I didn’t want to leave my friend either.
“I’ll stay with you,” I smiled at her. “But let’s not take too long, OK?”
Cindy nodded. “Give me some help with these two then. I want to humiliate them just like they did to us.”
“What do you have in mind?”
Cindy held up Jennifer’s satin thong and grinned. “Unbuckle her gag. I have a present for her.”
I stifled a laugh as I removed Tatiana’s ball gag.
The Russian blonde took one look at the balled up thong in Cindy’s hand and launched into a tirade.
“Keep that fucking thing away from me! Don’t you dare put tha….mmmmMMMMPPPHH!”
Cindy silenced the enraged woman with the wad of satin as she crammed Jennifer’s panties into the struggling woman’s mouth. This set off another burst of anger as the woman thrashed about violently in her bonds.
I let Tatiana mumble into her tasty thong for a while, but then decided one gag wasn’t enough, so I shoved the rubber ball in too and buckled it tight. Tatiana’s face turned dark red as she grunted furiously at me, her cheeks bulging over the leather straps.
“You better not get yourself too worked up there,” I gloated. “I wouldn’t want you to choke on those panties!”
That just made her grunt louder and struggle harder as she shot daggers at me with her eyes.
“Bring Anya over here,” Cindy said as she locked the leg cuffs onto Tatiana’s ankles.
Cindy tied a rope to Tatiana’s ankle cuffs and then pulled her captive’s feet back under the chair and up towards her hands. She tied the other end of the rope to Tatiana’s wrists, leaving no slack. Tatiana’s wrists and ankles were now connected together, behind and under her, with her feet off the floor. Tatiana squirmed in her chair and soon realized how helpless she was. Without the use of her feet, she had no leverage to try and move the chair. She grunted vehemently at Cindy as my friend gave her a pat on the cheek.
“Aww, is the Russian whore upset, all tied up and naked? Don’t worry, I have a friend to keep you company while you sit here and wait to be freed,” she said, as I finished dragging Anya over.
“Grab her shoulders and help me set her up on Tatiana’s lap,” Cindy instructed.
Together, we lifted Anya up and sat her down on her comrade’s thighs, facing the seated woman. Cindy spread Anya’s legs apart so that she was forced to straddle Tatiana. Then Cindy cuffed Anya’s ankles together behind Tatiana’s back leaving her thighs wrapped around her partner’s hips. Cindy pushed Anya’s body forward and pressed the two naked women into each other, causing them to whimper and moan angrily. Cindy held them together tightly while I tied more rope around their bodies to permanently unite their intimate cuddle. Tatiana’s chin became sandwiched between her buxom friend’s breasts. She was unable to turn her head sideways with the two of them melded together so firmly. Even more worrisome to her was the fact that she could barely breathe with her face buried as it was. As a final touch, Cindy connected Anya’s wrists and ankles together beneath the chair with a length of rope.
“There, that should keep them busy for a while. What do you think?” Cindy asked me.
“It looks perfect, what a great idea,” I grinned.
It felt good to finally get the upper hand on these two. I couldn’t resist adding my own little jibe.
“I wouldn’t struggle too much ladies, unless you like to turn each other on,” I laughed, remembering the phrase Tatiana had used earlier.
The two Russian women moaned into their gags as they writhed helplessly.
“Come on,” Cindy said. “Let’s see if we can find some more clothes.”
We quickly searched the entire cabin but found nothing else to wear, so we decided to make our own outfits. We pulled off the bed sheet we found in one of the rooms and used a knife to cut it up. We fashioned a pair of short skirts from it and tied them around our waists. Then we used two more strips of the sheet and tied that over our breasts like a strapless bra. We looked like a pair of Amazon savages but it was better than going out in just our panties.
We also looked for anything that may have been left behind to indicate what the terrorists were planning. But they must have taken everything with them because we found nothing - no laptops, no guns, no documents or photos or any other equipment or materials. There was nothing left for us to do but make a run for it and hope we could contact the authorities.
We waved good bye to our lovely captives as we headed out the door. The two of them uttered angry grunts as they struggled together. I couldn’t help but feel amused about the predicament we left them in. I’m sure they would have a nice time trying to explain themselves to their leader when he found them naked and tied up on top of each other.
It was the middle of a bright, summer morning as we stepped outside. It felt good to be able to walk around freely. I took a moment to scrutinize the wooded scenery all around us. In the distance, I noticed a cloud of dust moving behind the trees near the dirt roadway. It was approaching at a very fast speed.
“What’s that?” I asked.
Cindy turned to see what I was pointing at.
“Run!! They’re coming back!”
I ran into the woods as fast as I could.
“I think Rachel and Sara went this way,” I shouted.
“Then I think we should go a different way,” Cindy yelled, as she ran off in an angle to the direction I was going.
“Why?” I asked as I turned to follow her.
“We should split up from them. It will make it more difficult for the Russians to find all of us.”
I looked back worriedly. “You don’t think they’ll catch us do you?”
“Not if I can help it.”
She led me up the side of a wooded hill. It was tough going in our bare feet but the threat of getting captured again spurred me to move faster. Once we reached the top we paused to catch our breath. Cindy pulled me down low to duck behind some dense foliage. She signaled me to be quiet as she crept over to the edge, and looked back down towards the cabin.
“I was right, they did come back,” she whispered.
I heard shouting but was unable to make out what they were saying.
“They’ve got Jennifer already!” Cindy hissed.
“Oh Cindy, what are we going to do? I don’t want to get caught again.” I started to cry.
“Come on, follow me,” she said and ran off again.
I chased after her but stopped for a moment to take a quick look back. I saw Igor carrying a bound Jennifer in his arms, while the other men were running around. Then Aleksei looked up in my direction. I quickly ducked down as I heard him yell out. My heart started racing as I backed away, cursing that I had just blown our getaway. I scrambled to catch up to Cindy who was already half-way down the other side of the hill.
“Run faster Cindy, I think they saw me!” I cried.
We ran as fast as we possibly could for as long as we could. Cindy kept zigzagging in different directions as she tried to make it difficult for them to follow us. She even ran a short distance through a small stream in an effort to hide our trail. After about 20 minutes of non-stop running, and only more trees in sight, I finally begged Cindy to stop.
“Cindy…heh…heh…heh…” I gasped, all out of breath. “Stop…heh…heh… I need to rest…”
She was exhausted and breathing hard too. She stopped by a boulder and sat down on it to catch her breath.
“I think we’re safe for a while. There’s no way they could possibly follow us,” she said confidently.
“I guess not, that was quite a path you took there, what with all those turns and stuff. They probably gave up long ago.”
I looked back at the way we came and listened for any sounds of pursuit. Hearing nothing but the birds and the insects, I collapsed onto a nearby log to rest my weary legs. I looked up at my friend. Her breasts were rising and falling rapidly as she wiped the perspiration from her brow. She reached up with both hands to pull her wet hair back and out of her face. My eyes were immediately drawn to the thin white strip of cloth she wore over her chest. It was soaked with sweat as it clung to her curves. I could easily see the outline of her breasts and nipples through the now semi-transparent material. I noticed Cindy’s eyes were staring at my own wet top.
“I never thought I’d see the day when you would wear something so sexy,” she said with a sly smile.
I looked down at myself, and couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of my large tits plastered by the sweaty bed sheet.
“Well it beats running around topless I suppose. I’ve already spent enough time having everyone see my naked breasts.”
Cindy and I looked at each other for a moment. I wondered what she was thinking about and was about to say something when she suddenly jumped to her feet and turned to go.
“Well, that’s enough rest, we should keep going,” she said.
I stood up and gently grabbed her arm just as she was about to walk away.
“Cindy …” I paused for a moment as she turned to look at me.
“Yes?”
Her gorgeous green eyes locked onto my own. I stood there swimming in them for what seemed like eternity, until I built up enough courage. Suddenly I couldn’t hold myself back any longer and leaned forward to kiss her. It only lasted a few seconds but it was the best kiss I ever had. Cindy wrapped her arms around me and softly stroked my hair. I hugged her tightly and started to cry as a flood of emotions overwhelmed me at that very moment. She patted my back and whispered encouragement in my ear.
“Oh honey, don’t cry.”
“Sorry,” I sniffled into her shoulder. “I’m really scared right now and I’m just glad you’re here with me. Please don’t ever leave me.”
She held me in her arms and rocked me gently from side to side, soothing my feelings.
“Shhh, it’s OK now. I’m not going anywhere. We’re in this together and I promise to stay with you forever.”
I looked into her face and smiled. I never felt happier as we kissed again, deeply.
Then she pulled away. “We really should get going,” she said. “We need to find a safe place before it’s too late.”
I nodded and gave her hand a squeeze. We trotted off again. Cindy led the way at a much slower pace this time as we jogged along. We kept a sharp eye and ear out for any signs of trouble. But an hour or so later we encountered nothing and stopped to rest again.
“I can’t believe we haven’t come to a road or anything yet,” I said. “Where are we?”
“I don’t know. We’ll need to find something soon though. I’m getting really thirsty and I’m sure you are too.”
I nodded. I was starting to feel a bit dizzy from all this heat. Even though most of the time the trees shielded us from the sun, I knew it wouldn’t matter if we died of thirst or heat exhaustion. We decided to press on.
The sun was directly overhead when Cindy suddenly halted a third time. I came up along side of her and stood there looking as she pointed ahead. Through the trees in front of us, about 100 yards away, I could see the side of another cabin.
“Do you think it’s safe to approach?” I asked her.
“Probably, but we should be careful just in case. Follow me quietly and don’t make any sudden moves.”
She walked ahead while I fell in behind her. We made our way closer and saw that the cabin sat at the end of a dirt lane that disappeared into the trees beyond. There were no vehicles parked nearby, so I assumed it was unoccupied. Attached to the right side of the cabin was a large deck that extended partially out over a swimming pond.
As we walked a bit further, we came to the edge of a small clearing that surrounded the cabin and gave us a clear view of it. We stopped just short of the clearing and decided to scope things out from here. In the middle of the deck was a large wooden table with an umbrella coming out of the center of it. Attached to the umbrella was a length of clothesline that ran out, and was tied to, an over-hanging branch from a nearby tree. There were several swimsuits and towels pinned to the line that were hanging out to dry. I counted two pairs of men’s trunks and a bikini. Next to the table was a pair of lounge chairs. One of which was currently occupied!
The person in the chair appeared to be a young, dark haired woman stretched out sunning herself. She was wearing sunglasses and a red bikini. Then another young woman suddenly appeared from the left through an unseen door. She was very tall and athletic and sported a dark tan. Her beautiful, long blond hair hung to the middle of her back. She was wearing sunglasses, a light blue tank top, and a white, three tiered, ruffled, mini-skirt. The skirt was snug at her waist and hips but flared out loosely around her shapely and muscular thighs. She carried two cans of beer and handed one to the sunbathing girl, who obviously was not asleep as she reached out her hand to take it. Both women looked to be in their early 20s.
“Well, they don’t look like Russian terrorists to me. Shall we ask them for help?” I whispered to Cindy.
She was silent for a few moments as she watched the two women closely.
“Maybe, let’s see if there is anybody else with them first.”
We watched them for a few more minutes. The tall blonde sat down in the other lounge chair. She took a sip of her beer and then set it down on the table. She kicked off her flip flops and pushed them over to rest along side another pair already sitting in front of the table. Then the woman reached up and pulled off her shirt. She also removed her strapless bra, revealing a voluptuous chest with no tan lines. I gasped slightly as I watched her run her hands over her breasts, examining herself and brushing off any lint or dirt. Then she pulled her skirt up to her waist to expose her thighs all the way to her crotch. Even from this distance I could clearly see a yellow triangle of panty beneath the bunched up skirt. Then she laid back and settled herself along side her friend to enjoy the sun.
Cindy’s hand on my shoulder broke my thoughts. “Well, they don’t appear to pose any threat to us,” she chuckled. “Shall we go?”
“I’d hate to catch them off guard like that. But we do need help, and I don’t want to wait around any longer.”
“Then let’s do it. We’ll run out and pretend we are still being chased, OK?”
I nodded and then we both darted forward.
The two ladies weren’t paying much attention, because they didn’t notice us approaching until Cindy finally called out.
“Help, please help! They’re after us!”
The two women jumped to their feet and threw off their sunglasses. The blonde let out a startled yelp and snatched up her clothing to cover herself. The girls looked at each other with surprise at the sight of us running towards them. Cindy continued yelling as she ran up the stairs onto the deck.
“Oh thank God we found somebody! They kidnapped us and were holding us against our will! You have to help us, please!”
The brunette still appeared confused. “Hold on, slow down there. What are you talking about?”
I came up the stairs and joined Cindy.
“Boy am I glad to see you,” I said, while the blonde girl quickly dressed herself.
Cindy tried to explain. “Some men broke into my house yesterday and grabbed us. They drove us out here and kept us locked up in a cabin in the woods. They tied us up and stripped off our clothes too.”
“Where’s their cabin?” asked the blonde worriedly.
“It’s way back through the woods,” Cindy replied. “It’s pretty far away, I think, because we’ve been running for hours.”
“It was awful,” I added. “They threatened to kill us. Luckily we managed to get away. But I think they may be chasing us.”
The two girls suddenly became very concerned. The blonde took a quick look into the woods and then waved us inside.
“Come on, let’s get out of sight,” she said.
We followed her inside while the brunette locked the door behind us.
Cindy gave the brunette a hug. “Thank you, so much for helping us. My name is Cindy and this is my friend Samantha.”
“My name is Megan,” said the petite brunette.
“And I’m Angela,” said the blonde with the athletic build.
“Are they still after you?” Megan asked worriedly.
“We’re not sure,” Cindy said. “They were at first, but we’ve been running for so long that we must have lost them.”
“Do you have a phone?” I asked hopefully.
Megan responded, “I have a cell phone, but it doesn’t get a signal out here. We’re miles away from town.”
“How did you get out here then? I didn’t see a car,” Cindy wondered.
Angela replied, “My boyfriend Ted drove us all out in his truck. The four of us are on a camping trip.”
“Four of you?” I questioned.
“Carl’s my boyfriend,” Megan added. “He’s with us too. We like to double date a lot and this cabin belongs to him. He bought it from his uncle a few years ago and we go up here every summer to hang out for a couple of weeks. He and Ted took the truck back into town to pick up more beer and food and some gas for the generator. They left a short while ago.”
“How soon do you expect them back,” I asked. “I’d like to get to the police as soon as possible.”
Angela replied, “I don’t know, probably about an hour I guess. It’s takes at least twenty minutes to reach town by driving.”
I looked at Cindy nervously. She knew I wouldn’t feel completely safe until we were back at home, so she flashed Angela a despondent look with her big green eyes.
Angela smiled warmly at her, “Why don’t you girls stay here with us until they get back? Then we can all ride into town together and notify the police.”
Cindy seemed agreeable to that offer as she turned to me.
“We should be safe for a little while at least,” she reasoned. “It will take them days to find this place. We could use a rest anyway.”
“I can probably find something more decent for you girls to wear too,” Angela said while gazing at our ragged and sweaty outfits.
Cindy laughed and tugged on my arm. “Come on. Let’s get out of these bed sheets.”
“OK,” I sighed.
I had to admit the thought of staying here did sound rather appealing. I could certainly use a change of clothes, and I was very hungry and thirsty too.
Angela turned to her friend, “Megan, why don’t you bring them some food and something to drink while I find clothes for them?”
“Sure thing,” she said, and headed for the kitchen.
Angela led us down a hallway to her bedroom. Inside was a dresser, a queen-sized bed, and a bench, on top of which was a pair of suitcases. She opened one of them up and started digging. Then she paused to think for a moment.
“Maybe you want to wash up first? We have a working shower. It’s run by a generator that provides our electricity and pumps the water.”
She showed us to a door that led to a small bathroom.
“Oh, a shower sounds great!” I said, jumping at the opportunity to clean up.
“You can go first,” Cindy said, looking at the small shower stall. “I don’t think there is enough room in there for two people at the same time.”
Angela stared at us oddly, and I gave Cindy a look of displeasure. Gee thanks for making me feel embarrassed, I thought. Cindy saw my expression and quickly tried to clarify.
“I mean… uh… the stall is really tiny and uh…”
“Just stop,” I said to her.
I turned to Angela. “We’re not lesbians or anything like that. We’re married.”
“Oh, OK,” she said slowly.
“To men,” I added quickly.
“Whatever.”
She resumed searching through the suitcase and pulled out two t-shirts and two pairs of shorts. Then she paused and looked at my make-shift skirt and bra.
“Um, do you need underwear too?”
I blushed. “Uh… yeah, I guess.”
She dug around and pulled out two items.
“Do you prefer a thong or bikini panties?” she asked while holding up one of each.
Oh gosh, how do I get asked these questions? I thought.
Cindy kindly interjected, “I’ll take the thong.”
Angela tossed it to her and gave me the other pair. Then she looked at my chest again.
“I don’t think I have a bra large enough to… um… I mean… I don’t have one in your size.”
Now it was her turn to stutter.
She continued, “Um, do you want to try going without one, maybe?”
She saw my horrified expression, and quickly offered this, “Or…I think Megan has a tube top or something that you can borrow. Would that work?”
“That would be fine,” I said, hoping this was the last of the personal questions.
Angela left to go find Megan so Cindy and I began to undress. We tossed the torn up sheets we had worn into the trash can. Cindy sat down on the bed in just her panties and watched as I pulled my own pair down and off my legs. I noticed she was staring at my crotch so I balled up my panties and threw them at her. She yelped with surprise as I hit her in the face.
“Hey! What was that for?” she asked.
“They belong to you don’t they? And besides, you should keep your eyes to yourself, young lady.” I grinned playfully, as I quickly ducked into the bathroom and shut the door.
A few minutes later, Cindy and I emerged from the bedroom, showered and dressed in clean clothes. Megan had given me a white tube top made of a soft elastic-like cotton material. It was clearly meant to emphasize the breasts so I decided to put the t-shirt on over top of it, despite Cindy’s teasing that I was being silly. I was also wearing the tight, black, cotton shorts Angela had given me. They had a picture of a volleyball printed on one butt cheek that I wasn’t too thrilled about. Angela said they were part of her old uniform from when she had played in college. The sandals I had borrowed from Megan fit a bit tightly but it was much better than running around bare foot.
Cindy looked good in her new attire, but then she always did, no matter what she wore. She was wearing Angela’s sandals, and her low rise, cut-off, denim shorts, and a light gray t-shirt that hugged her firm breasts nicely. Her eyes seemed to sparkle more now that her face and hair were washed. Megan had also changed out of her bikini and into a white t-shirt and light gray hot shorts.
The girls served us a nice meal while we waited for their boyfriends to return. They all chatted amiably but I spent the whole time staring out the window nervously. I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were still in trouble. About thirty minutes later we heard a truck drive up and park.
“I think the boys just returned,” Megan said.
Angela jumped up and looked out the window.
“Yup, that’s their truck. Let’s go,” she said turning to us. “You girls will be safe now.”
We all arose and followed her towards the entrance. Suddenly, the front door burst open and a young man came stumbling in and fell to the floor, blood trickling from his nose. His hands were bound behind his back with duct tape and his mouth was covered by another gray strip as well. He appeared to have been beaten to near unconsciousness as he was barely moving and was badly bruised.
“Ted!” Angela screamed and ran to kneel at his side.
Then it was my turn to scream, as Aleksei stepped into the room and pointed his machine gun at us.
“Freeze!” he shouted.
I couldn’t move even if I had wanted to because I was so petrified with terror. Cindy’s face turned ashen as she threw her hands up in the air. Megan and Angela screamed hysterically. The big man moved a few steps forward, away from the entrance. Ivan entered pushing another young man ahead of him. This man was also gagged with duct tape and had his hands taped behind his back. He wasn’t in as bad of shape as the other guy and was able to stand on his own.
“Oh Carl!” Megan cried as she stepped forward.
“Shut up woman,” Aleksei commanded, waving his rifle to keep her back.
Then he suddenly recognized Cindy and me.
“Ivan, look who we find. Boss will be happy now.”
Ivan smiled and then shoved Carl face first into the floor at Megan’s feet. He holstered his pistol as Carl climbed back up to his knees.
“It sure was a great idea to grab these boys and force them to lead us here,” he said. “Who would have thought that our runaway captives would be waiting here for us? I’ll notify Sergei.”
He pulled out his cell phone and flipped it open.
“Damn it, no signal. Watch them while I go use the two way radio.”
He went out to the truck while Aleksei remained to guard us. I peered out the window and saw Ivan retrieve a two way radio from inside the truck. He conversed with someone for a few minutes before returning.
He came back in and spoke to Aleksei. “Sergei says to hold them here until he arrives.”
Aleksei nodded and stepped forward.
“You!” he said, while kicking Carl in the ribs. “Lay down on floor and not move.”
Carl did as he was told while Megan hovered over him crying. She knelt down beside her boyfriend and looked up at the two Russian men.
“Leave him alone. Can’t you see he’s hurt? We haven’t done anything to you.”
Ivan smiled at the girl.
“Relax,” he said. “No one will get hurt if you do as you are told.”
He waved his hand at us. “I want all of you lovely ladies to sit down on that couch. And don’t get up unless I tell you to.”
Cindy and I quickly took a seat while keeping our hands up. However, Angela and Megan didn’t want to move as they clung to their fallen boyfriends.
“Move woman!” Aleksei shouted at Angela as he hauled her to her feet and gave her a shove towards the couch.
“Please don’t hurt them,” Angela cried, fearing the worse for her man.
“Shut up and sit down!” commanded Ivan.
Angela and Megan slowly took a seat next to me as the four of us squeezed together. Then Ivan and Aleksei began talking to each other in Russian. They conversed for several minutes. Ivan seemed to be conveying some kind of plan to Aleksei who nodded often.
“OK, here’s the deal,” Ivan turned back to us. “As long as everyone cooperates, we won’t need to shoot anybody. Now, don’t move. I’ll be right back.” He went back out to the truck again.
Aleksei had an angry and determined expression on his face as he pointed his rifle in our direction. Ivan returned moments later with a near empty roll of duct tape in his hand. He then used the remaining tape on the roll to blindfold the two young men and bind their ankles together. Ivan stood up and issued a command that infuriated the men on the floor.
“OK, ladies, it’s time to lose the tops. Take ‘em off and toss them over to me.”
Angela gasped, “What? Why do you need our shirts?”
Ivan looked annoyed at her as he started to draw his pistol. Meanwhile, Aleksei gave Ted and Carl a kick in the side to silence their emphatic complaining.
I quickly blurted out, “Please, just do what he says! We don’t want to make them angry.”
I pulled my t-shirt off and tossed it over.
“Now there’s a bright girl. You should listen to the smart one, Blondie,” said Ivan.
Cindy pulled her shirt off too and dropped it onto the floor. Ivan whistled at the sight of Cindy’s impressive breasts, lifted and held in a lacy, pink and white, shelf style, brassiere.
“That’s real nice,” he said, then turned to Megan and Angela.
“You new girls better get a move on! We ain’t got all day here. Do you need some more encouragement?”
Angela immediately shook her head and pulled her top off and tossed it aside. She was now reduced to her strapless bra made of yellow satin, with lace trim.
Megan still hadn’t budged. She seemed very reluctant to take her shirt off for some reason. Ivan took a threatening step towards her, which finally prompted the girl into action. With trembling hands, she unwillingly peeled off her tank top.
Oh my! The girl isn’t wearing a bra. I thought. No wonder she was so hesitant.
Megan’s embarrassment showed on her face and neck and all the way down to her perky little breasts. She threw her arms over them and bent down to her lap to hide herself.
“Sit up!” Ivan demanded. “All of you! And put your hands behind your head. Now!”
The four of us sat up and slowly complied with his loathsome demand. We were now forced to display our chests to both of them. Only Cindy dared to look up.
“Hmmm, something needs to be fixed here,” Ivan said to me.
I looked up just as his hands came forward and started pawing at my tube top. I squealed loudly as he yanked it upward. The soft material slid over my breasts and nipples as he pulled it up and over my face. He gathered up my flailing wrists with one hand and wrenched my arms skyward while continuing to slide my top up. I felt my large tits jiggle freely when they popped out the bottom of it. He pulled it past my head and up my arms and off. Megan regarded me with a knowing look as I sat there half naked.
“There, that looks much better. Now, what else can we do with the four of you?”
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