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This is it. This is the final update for 2021 and this is the final Chapter of the Hunt´s Final. With this Chapter the wheel comes to full circle. What began in Hamburg with the Dark Lady ambushing Chris, Anna and Kate ends in the Austrian Alps with a consensual Scene of Chris and the Dark Lady. There are some allusions to the very first Chapters of the Hunt. It does not hurt to skip back to those chapters, but you can enjoy the Chapter without them as well.
Here is a link to the very beginning of the Hunt:
https://tugstories.com/viewtopic.php?f=17&t=13456
The Hunt for the Weinstein Collection Part One, Prologoue and the first Chapters
Beginning in early January the Epilogues will follow, preparing the Ground for upcoming adventures of Chris and her Friends. With new and old Friends and Foes.
The Hunt has now reached nearly 145000 Clicks. I thank you all. Never in my most audacious dreams I would have dreamed of such a success!
The Dining Room:
It was after Lunch, when Chris took Sarah aside, smiling mischievously “What about paying your debt later? A good massage would be most welcome.”
The Canadian smiled “Why not? But under two conditions only” Her smile became even broader – and a tad wicked.
Chris Eyebrows raised a fraction “And these Conditions are?”
“Nothing really difficult” the Thief replied evenly “One: You will follow my Instructions to the letter, when we play”
“Fine with me” the Blonde nodded with a lopsided grin “and the second Condition?”
“Also a very simple one” McKenzie smiled “Dress up to the Nines. Somewhere in your Luggage you must hide some posh and sexy outfit and fitting shoes. I am sure of it.”
“I can live with that” Chris nodded, who warmed up to the Idea “I think I will find something which will be to your liking” The Pianist smiled, when she thought about her choice of wardrobe.
“So after dinner it is. Would 20:00 Hours be convenient?”
“Perfectly fine with me, See you after Dinner then” the Canadian agreed.
The Dining Room:
Around 1800 they had Dinner at the large oaken table in the dining room. Anna and Sophie had again outdone themselves Kate thought as she took a sip of the deep red Merlot shimmering darkly red in her glass. The Main Course had been a roasted wild boar in rich gravy, accompanied by potato dumplings and red cabbage with sweet chestnuts. The roast had been incredibly tender. So much that one did not need to use the knife very much.
Kate smiled fondly when she looked at Anna and Sophie who were busy swapping recipes. Sophie had gone through her baptism with fire with flying colours. The American had grown fond of the District Attorney and soon to be Corporate Lawyer of Art Inc. Kate turned to Chris, who also had watched Anna and Sophie fondly “What are you doing this evening”
“Collecting a debt” the Pianist smiled enigmatically. The American knew Chris well enough by now, that Chris would not tell anything more instead the German asked “What are you doing?”
“We” Kate smiled deviously “Anna, Sophie and I will bring first our involuntary House Guest Dinner – and then we will have some additional fun with her, Lizzie is eager for a second course of cheesy soles”
“I understand” Chris smirked.
“What are we doing with that Bitch anyway?” the Investigator asked the Blonde, who shrugged “As I understand it, the Authorities want to have a talk with her”
“Hopefully they throw the key of her cell away Sophie told me some stories about dear Susanne”
Chris looked at her Watch “Sorry Kate, I have to go, I have some preparations to make” With that cryptic remark Chris stood up and went to her room on the first floor, singing to herself, a light bounce in her step.
Kate looked after her “I really would like to know what she is up to.” Somehow she had the feeling, that a certain Canadian was part of Chris Plans for the evening ….
Chris´ Room a little later:
Her preparations had begun with a long hot shower and the other small things which were necessary to make a woman presentable. She had applied perfume at the right places. For the Occasion Chris had resorted to Shalimar by Guerlain, which she always used for occasions like this: for intimate events or romantic dinners.
Now she stood in front of the large Mirror and eyed herself critically: Chris had opted for a beige set of bra and panties and nude hose. The red nail polish shimmered through the nylon. She smiled when she thought back to the last time she had chosen a set of underwear of that colour ….so much had happened since then.
From her bed she took one length of soft white rope, which she roped around her waist. The second piece of rope was adorned with several knots … 10 Minutes later Chris was presentable – very much so, she thought. The white Blouse, the beige Jacket and the beige Skirt, the large green Emerald which rested on her breast bone, her blond hair piled stylishly atop her head. She stepped into her beige Louboutin Platform Peep toe Heels and left her Room, giddy with expectation.
Sarah´s Room:
Purposefully she walked to Sarah´s Room and knocked “Enter” the Canadian called and Chris crossed the Threshold and closed the Door behind her.
Sarah gave her the once over “Wow! You did not promise too much Chris! A sly smile curled her lips “Where have I seen that outfit before? Let me think …. Now I have it! Hamburg? I have very fond memories of that day!” Her smile became broader when she thought back to that day, when she had had her fun with Chris, Anna and Kate …
“I thought it fitting for the Occasion” Chris smiled coyly
“Indeed, fitting indeed” the Dark Lady smiled, who herself had opted for a sleek black Cocktail Dress, which ended just under the knees and accentuated her shapely figure “What about some Champagne first?”
“Why not?” Chris green Eyes glittered as the Thief returned with two Champagne Flutes “Pol Roger” she explained as they clanked glasses and drank. And not for the first time Sarah thought that one could lose oneself in those eyes, which seemed to see everything.
Chris looked around: On the bed lay a large assortment of ropes of different lengths, silk scarves, Pantyhose – used and unused - and some other Items. “You have big plans” Chris stated.
“You are a shrewd observer Chris”
“And this?” the Pianist pointed on the High Backed heavy wooden Chair in the Centre of the Suite.
“This is for you to find out” Sarah smiled deviously “Shall we begin then?”
“At your Service My Lady” Chris bowed slightly
“Very well then remove your Jacket and stretch out your Arms front!” the Canadian ordered, Chris did as she had been told, she felt a flutter in her stomach, when she recognized the two items, Sarah held in her hand. Those two bondage mittens … “Are these the same?” Chris asked, only just a little hesitantly.
“Yep” the Thief confirmed brightly as she put the first mitten on Chris´ right hand. It fitted perfectly and rendered her hand useless. “Face the Chair and put your hands behind your back” The Dark Lady commanded after she had applied both mittens.
Chris felt that Sarah tied her wrists together tightly. It was tight but not uncomfortable, she mused. As the Canadian applied the wrist bonds she let her hands wander and sensed the crotch rope under her hands. “You came prepared” the Canadian teased the Pianist
“How very observant of you” Chris returned mockingly.
Her elbows were next: One broad rope band below and one above the Joint. She noticed that the Thief did not make her Elbows touch but close enough so that her breasts seemed to burst through the blouse. She inhaled deeply as the Canadian let her hands rest on her breasts, kneading them, caressing them softly. Chris closed her Eyes and sighed contently.
The Breast harness accentuated her full Bosom even more. A shudder raced through her body as she felt Sarah´s warm moist lips kissing her softly on the neck. The thief let her warm wet tongue wander in circles across Chris´ skin. “We will continue later” she whispered in Chris´ left ear. “And I love Shalimar”
McKenzie stepped out of her heels and retrieved several more lengths of rope. The first one she used to tie Chris´ knees together above the joint, then below the knees, the final one went around Chris´ Ankles. She swayed slightly in her High Heels and shuddered as the Thief let her Hands glide above the smooth Nylon which covered her Calves. The hands of the Canadian wandered higher, under the Skirt and upwards, kneading her firm buttocks. Chris breathing became more rapidly. She had her Eyes closed and enjoyed the soft caresses on her skin. “Your feet are beautiful, I adore your bossom but I love your butt” Sarah purred.
The Dark Lady stopped, stood and whispered in Chris right ear “I thought long with what I should gag you. I hope you appreciate my Choice do not open your eyes” If Chris had opened her Eyes she would have been able to see herself in the large mirror: A tall blonde Woman, tightly tied, a large Emerald resting on her breast bone.
The soft voice of the Canadian brought her back to the here and now. “Open wide” she whispered, a large and soft pliable ball was pressed softly but firmly against her lips and inside her mouth. “Nylon” Chris guessed “A Stocking filled with … Panties - used ones”
In fact the Thief had stuffed two Pairs of Panties inside a stocking. And Chris had guessed correctly. The Panties were used. McKenzie had masturbated on each one – several times - and the stocking too.
“I think there is room for more, don´t you think?” the Dark Lady asked her blonde Friend who nodded emphatically. With some effort the Canadian pressed a small sponge ball into her Chris mouth. “My mouth is packed full that is for sure” Chris mused as the Canadian wound layer after layer of Microfoam between her teeth and around her lower face, till it was covered in a solid white mass from nose to chin. Her cheeks were bulging above the tight wrappings.
Smiling deviously the Dark Lady pinched both of Chris rock hard Nipples simultaneously. The sound which escaped Chris´ gagged mouth was barely audible. “Beautiful women should be seen not heard” Sarah quipped. Chris rolled her eyes. “I saw that Missy!” the Thief slapped Chris hard on her butt, which caused Chris to jump.
“Anything more to say?” the Thief taunted her, but Chris shook her head “Very well, let us continue then – kneel on the Chair!” As the Pianist found out soon that was no easy task, as tightly tied as she was. But with Sarah´s help she managed it. She knelt on a soft cushion.
Suddenly her world became black as a white heavily padded blindfold was tied around her eyes. She listened and heard Sarah´s soft footfalls on the floor as the Canadian retrieved some more ropes from the bed.
Over the next few minutes the Thief welded Chris to the Chair so that her upper body was tightly pressed against the High back. Two bands of ropes around her thighs ensured that she was to stay on the Chair.
For one or two minutes nothing happened, then she felt Sarah´s warm lips brushing her ear “You surely want to know what happens next?” the Canadian whispered. Chris waited for an explanation but none came.
She felt Sarah moving away. Then the soft touch of her hands on the smooth nylon which covered her sensitive knee pits, she giggled at the soft touch. For a spell the hands rested there before continuing their Journey slowly south till they rested on her Achilles´ tendons. Goosebumps covered Chris hot skin.
Gently the Canadian pulled off first her left heel then the right one. Chris flexed her feet. Sarah enjoyed the sight for a moment then she knelt down and caressed Chris left sole softly with her hand. The Nylon felt smooth under her fingers. She stroked the other foot, then both gently. Chris moaned softly into her gag.
A shot of electricity shot through her body from her foot under the crown of her head, as Sarah kissed her softly on the heel of her right foot then placed on kiss next to the other till she had reached the tips of her toes. Chris´ moans intensified with each kiss.
“That was the hors d´oeuvre my dear” Sarah McKenzie announced as she stood up and returned with several lines of thin string. Chris giggled softly in her gag as the thief tied her big toes together and the string then to the Chair itself. Moving her soles was out of the Question as Chris found out. All she could do was wiggle her toes.
The Dark Lady took in the Tableau in front of her. Tightly tied and gagged Chris knelt on the Chair. And those beautiful feet, she could see the Gold of the Toe Rings shimmering through the Nylon. Smiling deviously she went to the bed and retrieved some tools. The Thief took the riding crop ….
Chris was in her own dark world. She could hear, she could sense, she could smell. The Thief had gone to the bed then her ears registered the soft steps of the Canadian returning. Her pulse became quicker. Then a sharp pain shot through her left foot, as Sarah hit her left heel with a riding crop. It was more the surprise than the Pain which had startled her Chris thought.
“This is the riding Crop” the Thief explained, “this is the Wartenberg Wheel” another Sensation shot through Chris right foot, as McKenzie rolled the Wheel slowly from the balls and the high arches to the heel and back
“May I present you with the Electric Tooth brush?” The left foot. Chris giggled into her gag. She was in for a rough ride she knew: Sarah was showing only the instruments for now.
“What tool should I use first?” The Thief asked the mute Pianist “Uups I forgot, you cannot talk” McKenzie let her hands softly glide across the smooth nylon of Chris soles, softly massaging and kneading them. The blonde moaned contentedly into her gag
“Just a short reminder of the dessert” McKenzie teased Chris “but first, let's warm you up” She knelt behind Chris tightly bound feet and raked her long fingernails from the heels, above the Arches to the balls of Chris feet. A second time and a third … Chris was howling with laughter soon.
Sarah granted her short periods of respite but continued the warm up for how long? Five Minutes? Ten Minutes?” Chris could not tell. And then it was over. Her soles burned and she was flustered and breathless.
Sarah knelt down and massaged her feet with practised motions. She knew the right points exactly. Chris knew that this would be only a short intermission, but she was resolved to get the most out of it. She moved her pelvis against the High Back of the Chair in rhythmic movements in time with Sarah´s magic hands.
“Having fun? Aren´t we?” the Canadian teased her. “I think I can help you with that” McKenzie produced a butterfly Vibrator which she inserted into Chris Skirt and fastened it to the Crotch Rope. Sarah smiled wickedly as she turned the Vibrator on a low setting. Chris cursed into her gag “That was rude.” the Canadian chided her and retrieved the riding crop.
And so it went on. Pleasure mixed with Pain. Pain mixed with Pleasure. And then it was over. Chris was spent, breathing heavily. Gently Sarah began to untie her. When the last rope had fallen the Canadian asked her warmly. “Can you move? Let me help you” After kneeling the whole time it was no easy task to stand Chris found as the blood rushed to her feet, the floor felt warm under her soles. She swayed slightly, but the Canadian steadied her with a firm hand.
Sarah unzipped Chris´ skirt which fell to the floor. She stepped out of it. The mittens, the blindfold and the Gag were still in place. With tender fingers the Thief unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off.
McKenzie gave her the once over. Around the crotch rope a dark patch had formed. “You had fun Chris didn´t you?” the Pianist nodded. “Come lie down on the bed” Gently the Canadian took Chris left hand and led her to the bed and helped her lying down.
The Cushion, the Pillows felt incredible soft under Chris hot skin. Softly the Dark Lady began to roll down the Hose down her legs. The Air felt cool on the bare and slightly sweaty skin of her legs. Then McKenzie removed the crotch rope and rolled the moist and wet Panties down her legs, she unclipped her Bra and there lay Chris in all her naked glory on the bed, the only Piece of clothing was the large Emerald resting on her Breastbone.
“Sit up lazy bones, we are not done yet!” the Thief quipped. With her hands in the mittens it took Chris some effort, but she managed at last – and the Canadian enjoyed Chris efforts very much “Lean forward, I will remove the Gag now!”
Chris felt the cool blade of a bandage Scissor with which the Dark Lady severed carefully, the Microfoam Wrappings which shrouded the lower half of their face. Gently Sarah pulled first the sponge and then the large ball of nylon and Panties out of Chris gaping Mouth.
“Remember, no words, till I allow you to speak!” the Thief admonished her sternly, but with a playful undertone. Chris had no problems complying with the Order. She simply trusted her aching Jaws not enough – or her dried out Vocal Cords for that matter.
“Now scoot on your most delectable butt till you lean against the bed´s headboard. Carefully the Blonde moved backwards, till her shoulder blades rested against the high and sturdy wooden headboard. She heard the Canadian busying herself with a bottle and filling a Glass. “A kingdom for some Water” Chris mused and her tongue glided across her parched lips.
She sensed the Canadian kneeling next to her on the Mattress. Gently her Captor pressed the Glass against her lips and let her drink in small sips. Chris found it always interesting that at times such simple comforts as a drink of water were so much more than the most perfect Riesling. Chris felt the Canadian moving again. The Dark Lady filled another two Glasses, though the sounds were slightly different now.
Sarah McKenzie took in the sight before her: Chris mitted hands rested relaxed in her lap. She had crossed one leg above the other at the ankles. The Thief could tell though, that the Blonde listened most attentively. With swaying hips the Canadian sauntered back to the bed and pressed the Champagne Flute against her Captives Lips.
In her hand Sarah held a small round plate with several hors d´oeuvres. She put the Champagne flute in her hand and took a Sip “Most delicious! Nearly as delicious as you Chris, open!” Obediently Chris opened her mouth as Sarah fed her some Beluga Caviar with a small spoon.
After some time the Dark Lady clapped in her hands “That is enough rest for now! The next Course is waiting! Stand up!”
Complying with that order Chris found difficult deprived of sight and the use of her hands “Walk away from the bed six steps. Cross your Arms behind your head! Legs one foot apart! Hold that Position!”
Chris felt that the Canadian stood directly behind her and laid her Palms on Chris Breasts squeezing them, Chris moaned softly. What she could not see: The Canadian had retrieved a long silk scarf, which she wound around Christs Waist and knotted it tightly behind her back. With a wicked smile the Thief took a second Scarf which had several knots in strategic places.
She knotted it to the shawl which circled Chris waist and let the long end fall to the floor. Then she went around Chris, knelt at her feet and took the Scarf and pulled it through between her ankles, pulled it upwards through the Waist Girdle and yanked it sharply upwards, that the knotted Scarf pressed tightly into Chris, who inhaled sharply.
Ten Minutes later, a breast harness of Silk Scarves compressed Chris bosom. Another 15 Minutes later five Bands of Silk held Chris long legs together. “Turn around” the Thief ordered so that Chris faced the Bed again, though she should not see it.
McKenzie walked away again to fetch some other items. “What have we here?” she asked nobody in particular. “One Pair of very wet and very damp Panties, and one Pair of hose with a dripping wet crotch panel!”
Chris had a fairly good Idea what Panties and Hose were for: She gagged as the Thief pressed and prodded the Panties in her Mouth after she had stuffed her mouth already pretty full with the large ball of hose.
“Don´t be such a baby Silly!” McKenzie chided her “Oh and you can put the Arms at your side now! Chop, chop!”
The Pianist knew what would come next: A shawl with an overly large overhand knot pressed the Hose-Panties-Combo even deeper in her mouth. 10 Minutes later the Thief appraised her Work. The lower half of her Captives Face was covered by several layers of used socks and silk scarves.
“Why are my Arms are still untied?” Chris thought as she chewed on the Gag Packing and inhaled the foul Aroma of the Socks tied under her nose. The Thief had taken care that always the sole of the Sock or the Part of Scarf which she had masturbated on rested under Chris Nose.
A sharp slap on her left buttock with the riding crop followed by a second on the right broke her reverie. She growled into her gag. “Hop, hop to the bed!” the Dark Lady ordered, as Chris did not follow the command immediately a third and a fourth slap followed. Chris began to hop, cursing into her gag, swaying on her bound feet, Boobs bouncing, and the Crotch Scarf making itself felt.
At least she stood heavily panting next to the bed. McKenzie could not resist the temptation: A fifth blow with the Crop caused Chris to topple over and landing face down on the Mattress knocking the breath out of her. Chris mumbled something in the covers.
“That sounded not very polite Chris” the Thief chuckled – the sixth slap “Now precious! Scoot in the middle of the bed and take the former position! Now!” Another slap.
Getting into a sitting Position against the head board took some time and some more Encouragement with the riding crop. At last she sat there heavily panting. She winced “My butt must be beetle red” Chris thought ruefully. The Dark Lady had been generous with the riding crop.
“Wasn´t that fun?” the Thief teased her. “Lift your Arms to the bed Posts!” This time Chris followed the Command at once and she felt that the Canadian tied her outstretched Arms with silk scarves against the bed Posts. Chris giggled into her gag as she felt the Thief tying her big toes together before she tied her bound ankles down to the footboard. Chris moved her tightly bound soles up and down.
Sarah knelt at Chris feet and put some oil on her hands then she began massaging the soles of her feet, slowly and gently. Chris sighed contently “Sarah has magic hands” Soon her breathing became more rapid as the Thief pressed certain spots on her soles tight and repeatedly. She began to strain against her bonds.
But Sarah took her time, not allowing Chris to cum that easily. Though when she tipped her over the point of no return Chris strained with such might against her bonds that the bed, creaked ominously. “This is pure bliss” Chris thought as the afterglow of the Orgasm slowly receded. She flexed her feet contentedly.
“Time for another Position!” the Canadian broke the Silence. She untied Chris legs and Arms. Chris just lay there spent, heavily breathing still, so that she barely noticed that the Thief spread-eagled her on the bed. Chris felt Sarah moving on and next to the bed. She moaned questioningly in her gag –and tugged slightly at her bonds, not in earnest, just to get a feeling for her Predicament “If you can call that a Predicament” she sighed, feeling very, very relaxed.
A soft Kiss at her left heel sent sparks through her Body. She moaned as she felt Sarah massaging and oiling her body. With slow caressing motions Sarah´s hands moved upwards. Soon her legs from her toes to her knees were glistening with oil. Sarah´s moist and warm lips burned on the soft skin on the inner side of her left thigh, moving slowly northwards, placing one kiss next to the other.
Her Pulse quickened as the Thief began to massage her inner thighs with soft circular motions. Then her right upper leg. Her Groins. Something cold touched her labia as the Thief loosened the Crotch rope to insert a vibrating egg into her Vagina and pulling the crotch Scarf tight again.
The devilish egg began to buzz. Slowly the Dark Lady moved upwards till she let her tongue wonder around the base of her right breast, then her left. The Thief sucked at her nipples, kneaded and massaged her breasts.
Chris moaned and strained against her bonds as the talented Tongue and hands of Sarah and the devilish egg did their magic. She rode on a wave of pure ecstasy as she felt the monster wave of the next orgasm looming at the horizon ….
Five Minutes later: The Dark Lady knelt between Chris splayed legs and took in the sight, the glistening oiled body the heaving breasts of the blonde … the air was heavy with arousal, and it was not just Chris juices that were flowing. The Candle lights Sarah had placed in the room, covered all in a soft light.
“We are not finished yet my Dear!” Sarah announced as she untied the Crotch Scarf, so that she could remove the vibrating egg. The Scarf was wet and damp were it had cleaved Chris Clitoris and the Egg was glistening with Chris Juices. Smiling wickedly the Canadian pressed the wet scarf against Chris flaring nostrils. “Breath in deeply!” Chris moaned and strained against her silken bonds.
“And now for the great final!” the Thief knelt between Chris´ legs and her tongue explored Chris wet and moist nether regions. The Pianist was in her own world, riding on another wave.
Sarah licked and sucked, in a faster and faster rhythm. So fixated she was on Chris glistening pussy that she did not register that the Door of her Room opened slowly. In the exact moment when the next Orgasm washed over Chris and Sarah continued.
She did not notice that two figures carefully moved nearer to the bed. When she registered movement behind her, it was much too late: Two powerful Arms grabbed her Arms and wrenched them behind her back another hand pressed a damp cloth tightly on her face. Chloroform? No something different.
Her Attackers pressed her face down between Chris´ legs and held her firm, till she succumbed to the drug. Chris who sensed the Commotion moaned quizzically in her Gag. But nobody spoke. If she had not been blindfolded she would have seen, that Sarah was quickly stripped naked and tied up and gagged.
Someone or two Persons began to massage her breasts, sucking at her nipples. The ice cubes used on them and two hot tongues drove her crazy and near the next orgasm - then she felt that something was inserted in her Vagina and the Crotch Scarf firmly but gently retied – it began to buzz – on a medium setting. Chris felt a piece of string was tied around each of her big toes and tied back to the bedframe, rendering her feet immobile. Wiggling the not tied toes was about all she could no.
The next sound she heard were the unmistakable sound of one, no two electric toothbrushes! In perfect synchronicity their heads were put in the highly sensitive zone between the big toe and the next, moving down to her little toe and back again.
Chris trashed around on the bed, but her silken restraints allowed not much movement. She howled into her heavily gagged mouth. Giggling, shrieking, cursing – and at last begging for the torture to stop.
And then it was over. As sudden as it had begun, the Torture stopped. Her heart raced, desperately she gasped for air, her giggle fits slowly subsiding. She sensed some Movement on the left and on the right
Someone kissed her on her left cheek and someone on the right …
The door was closed and they were alone.
30 Minutes later:
Sarah´s return to consciousness was slow. She groaned but surprisingly she suffered from no hangover. But it was not all good news. She analysed her Predicament: Her Arms were tightly lashed together at wrists and elbows, elbows crushing. A breast harness held her arms against her back. The Crotch Rope was also tied tight. Her legs were a different matter:
They had been folded back and each lower leg had been lashed to its respective thigh in a tight, no nonsense frog-tie.
Her feet were tied too. That is her left foot was placed atop her right sole, and her feet were lashed together. It included strands passing between each of her toes to anchor the arrangement but the Thief knew they were for no practical reason other than aesthetic enhancement. A vibrator had been tied against her left upper thigh so that it pressed tightly against her Pussy. Her Ankles had been tied back to her Elbows.
And the Gag: At least two Pairs of Panties had been packed into her mouth. They tasted different, so they were from two Persons. Her lower face had been mummified by Microfoam, so no Chance to dislodge the Packing. Her sight was blurred by Hose, which had been pulled over her head, in a way that the Crotch Panel rested above her nose. It was her Hose.
One leg had been wound around her lower face, with the sole resting under her nose, so that she had the dubious pleasure to inhale the musky scent of hers and the sweat from her foot. The other leg was tied back to her Ankles, so that she could not move her head. The whole arrangement reminded her of Heidelberg were Chris and her Friends had ambushed her.
The Thief opened her Eyes. She lay still between Chris´s legs, who was tugging feebly at her silken bonds. A low buzz told her, the Pianist had also something in her to keep her occupied.
Chris' breath quickened, she began to strain more forcefully against her bonds. Suddenly her body became rigid and a low guttural growl escaped her heavily gagged mouth then her body relaxed. Chris´ skin glistened with oil and sweat. The Scent of Shalimar mixed with the musky scent of her and Sarah.
Sarah´s nose nearly touched Chris´ Clitoris. The Mixture was intoxicating and mesmerizing. "My review on Trip advisor will say, not the most comfortable of stays, but the view was amazing." she thought, lustfully.
Only then the Dark Lady registered that something had been taped against her right hand, scissors or more precisely bandage scissors. Groaning Sarah set to work.
This was precisely the moment when her vibrator kicked into high gear. Thankfully her Attackers had been so considerate to tape the Scissors against her hand …
Chris sensed that someone laid between her legs. She heard the heavily muted sounds of a woman in heat. She was utterly spent by now. And the dammed egg began to buzz again.
Between the tightness of her bonds, frequent orgasms from the vibrator and the intoxicating scent of the gorgeous woman bound before her, it was slow and frustrating work for Sarah to free herself.
During her fight to freedom, she squirmed and wriggled, brushing Chris' moist Pussy with her cheeks and nose. Each brush with her fellow captive was rewarded by a soft moan of gutteral pleasure.
Once her wrists were free, she was able to reach with the scissors and cut the ropes pinning her arms, from that part it was easy to free the rest of her bonds.
She pulled the underwear from her mouth and thought, "I recognise these, I will be having words."
Sarah gazed down upon the now sleeping and bound body of Christine and sighed, "Yeah, I will have words, but mostly to say thank you."
With that thought, she freed Chris from her bonds and snuggled up next to her in bed. She pulled the covers of the bed over them both and fell almost immediately into a deep restful sleep, filled with erotic dreams.
The End?