Voyage Into Slavery Chapter 10
Kieko Yamamoto sat on her bed, still studying the bracelet curiously Jennings had given her. She wondered if it did really conceal a homing beacon. There'd never been any equipment like this been given too her. Maybe she should ask her employers next time. Just then, there was a knock on her door. Kieko immidiately thought Jennings had returned. She was glad to have his presence back. She eagerly opened the door, and gave a friendly smile to him. However, her stunning smile froze as she recognised one of her former assailants. There were two crewmen, and between them was a large laundry basket.
Kieko instantly knew that they'd come back for her, she desperately tried to slam the door shut in their faces, but one of them had managed to get his foot in, preventing her from doing so. Then, she was sent reeling backwards as the man barged his way in. The Japanese girl fell in a heap, as the two men acted swiftly. Both of them were now in her cabin, and the door was locked to stop any escape attempts by her.
She sat up, staring fearfully at the two smiling men, both of them obviously to have huge bulges down below.
'Stay where you are, Miss Yamamoto.' It was her former assailant speaking, very politely to her.' Please don't try anything foolish.'
Kieko knew that they had her cold. There were no options available to her here. Her face fell into dismay.
Both men observed her expression and relished it. The girl was now under their power. Her assailant then produced a pistol and aimed it at the beautiful Japanese girl.
'The Captain would prefer that you be taken unharmed, but we will use this on you, if you refuse to co-operate.'
He made sure that last part was spoken with plenty of menace.
'Now, please lie on your stomach, and cross your wrists behind you.'
They were going to tie her up again! Kieko couldn't help give out a moan of despair at this. Her two captors just smiled at her distress. However, she did as she was told.
The first man took plenty of white ropes hidden in the laundry basket, and after checking the lengths needed to tie up the girl, went to work with relish. Kieko's hands were efficiently bound. Every single length wrapped over her wrists made very tight, and the girl winced at the pain the ropes were causing her.
Her ankles were then made secure, the coils were expertly wound over her tight jeans, above her knees. She could only move her head, the rest of her body was now useless.
She was then pulled up into a sitting position. More ropes were tied around her waist, three loops did that to keep her wrists firmly locked onto her back. Kieko grunted in pain every time she felt the ropes almost crush her. Then, she watched still in dismay, as four lengths were tied below her breasts. The tightness of them seemed to jut out her breasts.
She swallowed in fear at this, praying the men wouldn't start groping her chest. For the moment, it looked as if that wouldn't happen.
They finally wound four more coils of rope over her breasts, but made certain they were all tied as tight as possible.
However, one of them held a large thick white cloth, and he rolled it continously, until he was satisfied it would go into the girl's mouth.
Kieko's eyes were startled as the rolled up cloth was put before her face. Before she sould protest, the man forced it into her mouth. He pulled on both ends, Kieko mumbled as the gag took effect. The ends were both pulled tight behind her head, then they were tied into a double knot firmly sealing the gag in.
Both men then enjoyed themselves as they glanced at Kieko's thick cleave gagged mouth. They fondled her breasts, her wide eyes being relished by her two tormentors.
'Don't worry.' she was told by one of them,'we won't rape you, but you soon will be.'
Kieko screamed in terror at this sudden warning, but no scream was heard. In desperation, she fought against her bonds with superhuman strength, but the ropes never gave an inch. The two men laughed at the girl's shocked and terrified face.
One of them stood up, 'Let's get her in the basket. The Captain's expecting his guests very soon.'
They lifted the lid of the basket, and then advanced on her. Kieko could offer no resistance as they lifted her bound and gagged body, and dumped her into the basket. The lid was slammed shut. The two men then wheeled their prize out.
Kieko's screams were non-existent, as she lay helpless in the basket. She was trapped by its confines, so could not kick out to try and attract attention. The two crew easily took her up to the Captain without any worries whatsoever.
At the moment, Captain Liu was getting anxious. His First Officer as well. They were just about to leave Hong Kong harbour. The tugs were now steering the 'Eastern Princess' out to the open sea. The crew was glad to get away, and head back home to Thailand. However, despite concentrating on the job, and fully co-operating with the harbour-master, issuing orders to his tugs, both Liu and Yee were glancing anxiously at the Customs building.
So far, everything was going according to plan. There were plenty of people there, but they were simply watching their ship leave. No alarm had been raised. Finally, they made it.
The Harbour Master shook hands with them, wished them a trouble free trip, then left the bridge. Liu nodded over to his friend, and Yee understood. He made sure the Harbour Master safely exited the ship, and jumped onto the lead tug. The tiny boat sounded its horn, the crew waving. Yee returned their waves, then he smiled as he re-entered the bridge.
'Excellent work, my friend.'Liu congratulated him.
He was also delighted to see the two crew he'd sent down earlier, enter the bridge with the laundry basket. Faint feminine moans could be heard coming from it. Liu ordered them, 'Take her in there.' He gestured at the his own personal room. Both men smiled, as they obeyed.
'What time are they due?' asked Yee.
Liu glanced at his watch, 'They're arriving by helicopter, should be around 6pm.'
Yee was concerned at who may be coming, 'Is it all of them?'
Liu nodded, 'Triad and Yakuza with Thai crime kings. They want to inspect the merchandise, and have the money ready.'
Both men then had to concentrate on their jobs.
In Liu's personal room, the two men opened the basket lid, the girl raised herself, still moaning against her gag, before she was roughly pulled out, and dumped over the shoulder briefly. Then, she was forced onto a chair. The man held Kieko in place, as his colleague still had plenty of spare rope, and it was used to secure her to the chair. More rope was lashed over her waist again, and tied securely behind the back. Then, her ankles were shoved to the lower right strut, and tied to it.
Kieko still struggled, but her efforts were all in vain. She mumbled into her gag as her chin was gripped by one of her kidnappers.
'Very nice, wait until the Captain's friends come and see you. They'll have you, no problem.'
The girl tried to break free from his grip, but he held her head firmly.'
And you won't escape any of their attentions.' The man was enjoying tormenting the girl. 'They have many of their own slaves, you'll be added, no problem.'
Kieko's heart was racing. She knew some highly unpleasant people were coming, and she would soon end up in their clutches, unless. . . . Jennings, help me! She held onto that thought, and never let go of it.
Her two captors stayed with her, evidently Liu wanted her kept under guard. They still continued to enjoy her body, but Kieko never gave up the hope that these men would be punished. She could only sit, as the ropes held her tightly to the chair, and hope that Jennings would get to her, and fast.