Chapter 7
Nothing happened for a couple of weeks. There was not even a phone call. I had expected Valentia to visit, particularly after she found the switch in powder. Hans didn't move either. He was just waiting for the flights from Dakarto. I was getting impatient and wanted something to happen. I was worried about Gretchen, and the girls were still in Adhir's hands.
At last Hans called. They had watched an airport in Hamburg and found Erika. They followed her to an apartment in the city. In a couple of more days, I got reports on the others. But at the same time, one of Adhir's men paid me a visit. He told me that Adhir was waiting for me to return. He wanted to talk to me about more arms, but I knew that what he really wanted was to find out what happened to his last shipment of drugs. So far he was out two shipments. One where the diamonds were not delivered and another where the drugs were removed. Somebody would be awfully angry. I had no intention of going back to Dakarto. Let Valentia explain what happened.
In a couple more days, Hans found three of the other girls and also the houses. Karen had been sent to Frankfurt. She was selected for them on purpose. Since she was such a good cocksucker and was the form most in demand there, she would be a needed addition.
Her very first day was an indication of what she would have to suffer for the whole time until she was freed.
She and four other girls were brought into the main greeting room. It was there that the men had an opportunity to not only see the girls but to give them a brief try out.
The five girls were wearing bras and panties, which were scanty to say the least. If anything, they were more naked than had they been stripped totally nude and hung with their legs open and both of their holes visible to every passerby.
The girls were standing with their hands cuffed in back of them. There was a pole that extended from the floor up through a hole in their panties and ending five inches in their pussies. There was a chain attached to the cuffs that connected to the upper part of the pole. The chain went down the crease of their asses and pressed into her holes. The girls could move only by turning on the poles but they could not get off them.
The other girls were accustomed to the arrangement since it was the typical method of showing them off to the customers. They knew that the men would come in one at a time and play with them. Only the pole in their cunts stopped them from fingering the girls.
Before any of them were selected to spend either the night or a few hours, they usually ended up with their bras pulled part way off and their panties torn to expose their pussy hair, if they had any.
Since Karen was the only new one there, the madam auctioned her off. She let them try her sucking skill before she accepted their bids.
She pushed a button on the wall and the pole began to recede into the floor. It pulled Karen down to her knees and yet it kept going down until Karen was half sitting and half kneeling with her legs wide apart. She tried to ease further down onto the pole but she could only take a couple more inches. Her hole was stuffed with the metal cock, which was much larger than any male. It was always the case with slave women. They had to take more in their cunts than was natural.
Karen opened her mouth when the first man stood in front of her with his cock already hard. There was no sense in fighting. It was a foregone conclusion that she would be whipped if she refused. Sucking was much easier on her body. She opened wide and closed her eyes. She thought of nothing except sucking. It was not new to her and she knew this would not be the last. Her puffy lips made men very happy.
She didn't bother even opening her eyes when a new man took his place. She just knelt there with her mouth open and took whatever was put into it. She didn't stop until the cock was removed.
After the ten men had a chance to use her without a cum, they were more than willing to spend a lot of money to be the first to use her. Karen was amazed to find out how much they would pay just to get sucked off. It paid a lot more than modeling. Maybe she could be a prostitute if she ever got out of there.
The cuffs on her hands were released and a leather collar was put around her neck. She was led off to an upstairs room by a chain. She didn't resist.
Karen didn't know that bondage was a part of the deal. She thought that she would only have to suck and be done with it. But when they arrived at a private room, she immediately saw the instruments of bondage.
In dead center was a bar hanging from the ceiling. There were leather cuffs hanging at the ends of the three-foot bar. She stood with her back to it while he cuffed her wrists to it. She waited for him to lift it but instead it was lowered almost to the floor. He then put cuffs around her ankles and attached them to the ends of the bar. Her legs were spread as wide as possible without being in a complete split.
He raised the bar, lifting Karen off of the floor. She was hanging, almost bent in two, and bent backwards. He raised her only until her mouth was at the level of his cock. She opened her mouth every time he came close. She wanted to give him a quick blow job to get it done with, but he wasn't about to pay so much money without getting full use of her.
He teased her with his hard cock. He kept it just out of reach of her tongue, even though she stuck it out as far as she could.
He raised the bar higher so he could get to her other parts without bending. He toyed with her cunt and his skill caused her to get wet. Then much to her surprise, he got down on his knees and began to eat her. He was better than anyone who had done that to her. She was on the verge of a cum when he stopped.
"Don't stop," she told him.
He was happy with her answer. He smiled up at her and began to play with her holes. She was swinging on the bar on purpose. She was pushing into his fingers. He had her hotter than she had ever been.
"Fuck me."
He was very happy with her. She was far more alive than the other girls in the house. She liked to have her pussy attended to and she wasn't too embarrassed to ask for it. He started to lick her again, but stopped short of her cum.
She was crying. Her cunt was dripping. He stood in front of her and pulled her body up to where he could get his thick but short cock into her.
The second he entered her, she leaned forward to kiss him. She stuck her tongue into his mouth. She chewed on his tongue. She humped into him and when her orgasm arrived, she clamped her cunt muscles around his dick as hard as she could.
He recognized her cum. He pushed deep inside and held still, letting her enjoy every last pulse of her exquisite cum.
When it was his turn, she asked to be freed in order to give him full attention.
"It only excites me when you are tied," he told her.
"Let me try it anyway." She was hurting from being bent for so long. She was really interested in giving him the best head she could. When he finally agreed to give it a go, she almost fell on the floor. The cuffs had cut her circulation and left pins and needles running through her hands and feet, but she got on her knees in front of him and took him in her hands. She toyed with him for a moment before taking him in her mouth. He couldn't believe that she would take him down her throat, but she did it time and again. The friction on his cock soon had him shooting into her mouth. She gulped it down as it squirted in great globs down her throat.
"I usually get a lot of fun when I whip a woman. Have you been whipped before?"
"Yes," she whispered. She wasn't too pleased by the turn of events.
"We'll save that for another time. For now, I'm going to tie you again. It won't be comfortable for you."
"It never is," she told him.
He put her on the bed and tied her right arm and left leg to the corners. He pulled her left arm to the bottom of the bed and tied it to the left leg. He then pulled her right leg up and tied it to the upper left-hand corner. It left her cunt and ass open. He fingered the holes and once more leaned over and began to eat her and once more she got hot.
He moved closer to her and ran his dick over the places he had fingered. She didn't know what he was going to do but she hoped he would do it soon. She didn't care much for getting fucked in her ass but at the moment she didn't care where he put it as long as he put it somewhere inside of her. She never had a man who could dominate her in such a way. She didn't know a thing about him yet she felt like she knew him forever. She wanted to remain with him, tied or not. She never felt so much like a woman.
Hans had found all of the girls except Fralka. It was possible that she was still in Dakarto or that they missed her when she arrived. It was still too early to step in and save the girls.
Adhir's brother who had the real power in Dakarto was violently opposed to drugs. He didn't mind the white slaves. He felt that if Adhir had his fun it might keep him out of trouble.
Hans was afraid to go through diplomatic channels to find Fralka for fear that Kuhlem would not respond in the way that would get the girls out. He might deny that they were there simply to avoid embarrassing the state of Dakarto. The drug running would be cut down as soon as he heard about it.
In a couple more weeks, I was very anxious to get Gretchen out of that house. I didn't know how many other houses there were and in fact I didn't care one damn bit. There was only one course open to me. I had to get to Valentia and force it out of her. There was only one problem. Where could I take her without drawing suspicion? I'd worry about that later. But for the moment, I'd go visit Valentia.
The door to Valentia's apartment was open. It was not a good sign, but I pushed it open and walked in. I looked around and then checked out the bedroom.
There was Valentia. Somebody had already gotten to her. She was on her stomach. Her arms were tied to the foot of the bed and her legs pulled over her head and tied to the top of the bed. There was a large gag in her mouth. She looked at me with no expression. She appeared to have given up hope. I took the gag out of her mouth.
"You bastard. You did this to me."
"I had nothing to do with it."
"Like hell you didn't. You were the one who took the diamonds and then changed the heroin for baking powder." Even in her tortured position she was more concerned about the money than she was the pain. She didn't bother asking me to release her. She was too interested in venting her anger.
"Yep. I sure did. And why not; you set me up."
"You mother fucker. You ruined everything. Look what they did to me. All because of you. You are a fucking limp dick bastard."
"Are they coming back for you?"
"How in the fuck do I know?"
"I have a couple of questions for you. Tell me where the houses are."
"Go fuck yourself. You'll never get a thing out of me."
"Maybe, maybe not. You aren't in any position to argue. Maybe a little attention to your cunt will change your mind."
"There's nothing you can do that they haven't done already. Look for yourself if you don't believe me."
I hadn't noticed before, but there was a huge black object sticking out of her cunt. When I tried to pull it out, she screamed.
"You can't take it out. It's full of teeth that are pointed down. If you try to take it out, they'll cut me to pieces."
I didn't know how to get it out of her. Surely they had a way to do it but I didn't have the slightest idea.
"You're the cause of that thing," she told me with a lot of anger in her voice. "When I couldn't tell them where the stuff was, they told me that would shove it up my cunt. I tried to tell them I didn't know but they didn't believe me. Now look at me."
I called Hans and told him to come over. Maybe he could find a way without taking her to the hospital.
"That's right. Call the whole fucking world. I don't mind showing my cunt."
I was going to release her but the way she was yelling, I decided to hell with it. Let her suffer.
Hans arrived in an hour. He looked her over and didn't show any emotion whatsoever. He was one cool man.
"I'll be back in a little while," he said after he had measured the thing sticking in her.
"At least you could untie me," she said sarcastically.
"After you tell me where the houses are. I want the girls. If you don't tell me, you will be one of them."
She looked at me with a big question mark on her face. She was trying to figure out if I really would.
"Alright. I'll tell you. There are only seven of them."
"And you supplied all of the girls, right?"
"No. Not all. Some of the customers brought in a few girls."
"How many are still in Dakarto?
"Three that I know of. He has other sources, not just me.
About then Hans returned with a large tube.
"All we have to do is slip this over the plug and get it inside, then pull the plug out through it."
We went to work getting the tube inside her. It was a lot harder than we thought. The plug was large and already stretched her hole.
"I hope you two like playing around my cunt. I love having people fooling with me," she said in a very sarcastic tone.
At last we got the tube in place. Hans was about to pull out the plug but I stopped him.
"I'll take it from here. Leave me alone with her for awhile."
"Suit yourself," he said as he walked out.
"OK. Now the locations."
She named them one by one. When she finished, I removed the plug and then released her. She expected me to leave but that wasn't part of my plan. I had to hold her. until the places were checked out. I took her to my apartment. I kept her arms well tied and threw a dress around her for the trip. I didn't even let her wear shoes. I had to threaten her with a gag to make sure she didn't scream.
I kept her tied to a chair when I wasn't at home; otherwise, she only had her hands tied. I didn't want to let her go until we were sure that she had given us all of the locations. Hans made arrangements for raids on the houses that were in other cities, but he conducted the one for Berlin himself. I insisted that he take me along with him.
The sooner we moved the better it would be for the slave girls. Most of them were really in misery. A few of them enjoyed the abuse and the sex they were getting. Hans didn't want to bother them but anybody who wanted out would be given the choice. Only Valentia would end up in one of the houses against her will. But that wouldn't be until after the raids. It wasn't a question of closing them down. That would cause some stink that could cause trouble with Dakarto. There was an agreement that the drugs would be stopped and no more girls would be made into slaves provided nothing was said to implicate Dakarto.
In one of the houses, Erika was used in a most unusual and most tormenting way.
She was placed in the entrance just past the door where regular customers entered with their own key. She was in a standing position but bent in tow. Her legs were extremely wide apart, and manacles around her ankles were connected to the floor rings. Her hands were tied to her ankles. There was a thick strap that went around her back, then in back of her legs, and around them to buckle over her back. It kept her in the doubled-over position. To make sure she did not fall, they tied twine around her hair and tied it to the wall.
The first thing the men saw when they entered was Erika's open asshole and her wide spread cunt.
There was a ring in her cunt that had a hook on it. A whip hung from the hook. When a man entered, he took the whip and struck Erika on her open pussy. Her scream acted like a door chime to announce the arrival of other guests. The man would replace the whip and wait to be allowed in the next door. Each night, her pussy would take as many as fifteen cuts. But being used night after night, the cuts never had a chance to heal. She was always in agony. They put nothing on her to ease the pain and they did not care that she had to walk with her legs open to keep from chaffing her sore cunt. She had no other duties to attend to. They did not have need of any of her holes. In fact she had not been touched the whole time she had been there. It was just as well with her. She hurt too much to get worked up.
She was kept apart from the other girls who had their own private rooms. They were in relative comfort even though their rooms were locked from the outside and anyone desiring to use them had merely to open the door. They were on call every minute of the day and night. Refusal to satisfy anyone would result in severe punishment. There were few refusals.
When the house was raided, Erika was found in a small cell that had only a blanket. She had been chained to the wall by her pussy ring. Even though the chain was long enough to give her room to move around the cell, just the thought of being chained took the heart and soul out of her. She couldn't believe that the men who released her were policemen. She thought they only wanted to use her, but when the ring was cut off, she had hope once again. Erika was brought back to Berlin where I had a chance to talk to her. She was very grateful. She agreed to a plan I had. I told her that I would get a hold of her in a few days.
Fralka was flown in directly from Dakarto. For some reason or another Adhir took a liking to her and wanted to keep her there with him. She was not at all interested. She was tired of getting fucked every day and being tied and whipped more often than she cared to admit.
She also agreed to my plan. In fact she wanted to start immediately, but to make it effective, all of the girls had to be there.
I had not met Helga and Isabelle before they arrived. They looked just as any girls would who had been kept as sex slaves for over a year and tormented for sport. Helga wasn't at all embarrassed by lifting her skirt to show me the marks that still covered her body. Valentia saw her but since I gagged her, she was in no position to say anything, but the girls had much to say, most of it was talking about taking care of Valentia.
Karen was given the opportunity to leave the house, but she declined until she saw her friend once more. He had touched something in her and she wanted to stay with him. It worked out for her. He agreed to put her up in her own apartment. She didn't have to do anything but be there for him. He made the place into her own private dungeon which he liked. She had only a few items of clothing. She preferred to spend the money he gave her on items for bondage. When I told her of my plan, she did not seem too interested. She told me that the less contact she had with her sister the better. But her friend had another idea. He suggested that Karen keep her for a pet slave but Karen refused.
Trudle was in total agreement. She had suffered much at Adhir's hands. During the time she was in the city waiting for the details to be worked out, she was busy dreaming up other plans.
The day arrived when we went into the house where Gretchen was being held prisoner. The raid was easy. The madam was taken by complete surprise and offered no resistance. She was astonished when she learned that the house would not be closed but that only the girls who did not want to be there would be released. There was nothing Hans could do about closing it since the place had immunity due to the politics of oil.
Each girl was questioned. There were eight of them. Only five came from Adhir, the others were there on their own. They made more money in a week than most corporate executives made in a month. Of course they suffered greatly and had no control over what was done to them once they agreed to remain there. They were free to leave at any time but they stayed to save up enough money to live quite comfortably for a long time.
One girl didn't accept the wrap we offered her while we talked to her. She sat there unconcerned and unashamed wearing nothing but rings on her cunt and through her nose.
When we were finished talking to the girls, only three of them wanted to leave. The others were happy with the money they were getting and in the case of those who were held against their wishes, they were happy with the cocks they were getting.