Bondage/aejo
                                  Felix Dartmouth
                                   Segment - AEJ O
                    Stacy was then lead in front of Katrina, and the two were taken 
            around the corner to a cell that had a strong solid iron door, with only a 
             small rectangular opening near the base for food.  Stacy began protesting 
             wildly, as wildly as she could with her hands so tightly strung together, 
             but both she and Katrina were pushed into the cell.  Their eyes, already 
              adjusted to dark, saw a dank cell with tile flooring and two steel beds 
            with thin mattresses.  The guards lay them each down on the bed and with a 
            cord tied their legs.  Stacy's legs were drawn up to her hands and tightly 
            tied off.  The cord around her neck was then tied, leaving little slack to 
             the heavy iron railing of the bed she was hogtied onto.  Katrina received 
            much the same treatment, but Stacy noticed that the guard who tied her was 
                    somewhat careless and did not tie her neck cord to the bed. 
                   Stacy half-expected to be ungagged when the guard brushed away her 
             hair and looked for the buckle tightly fastened behind her neck, but when 
            he located it, he simply checked it to make sure that the strap was in its 
             keeper, and then replaced her hair.  Stacy groaned deeply in her throat. 
                   The guards turned to go, and as the exited the door, they took one 
             last look at their prisoners.  They turned, slammed the heavy steel door 
              shut with a loud clang, and then slid a heavy metal bolt into place and 
              placed a padlock on it, locking it into place.  One rectangle of light 
             remained, the tray hole, and within twenty seconds this was also slammed 
                                         shut and locked. 
                  The girls, stunned with the hopelessness if the situation, began to 
             weep. Less than an hour ago, they were enjoying dinner in the wilderness 
             with a friend of Fernando, and now they were captured by unknown parties 
            for unknown reasons and were extremely stringently bound and locked away.  
              Even Stacy, who had before enjoyed a temporary indentured status which 
                 soon would return by contract, to freedom, was paralyzed with the 
              uncontrolled nature of her situation.  Her bondage now seemed far more 
             foreboding and permanent than the contractual bonds that she had assumed 
                                         for this voyage. 
                    Her back was arched by her hogtie, and with her tears, her nose 
               became congested, making it necessary for her to breathe through the 
              corners of her mouth around her ball-gag.  Katrina wept quietly in the 
                                       other cot near Stacy. 
                  They were left there for hours.  The tears no longer flowed after a 
                period of time, but the hopelessness remained.  Their hog-ties were 
             intractable.  Prying fingers could loose no knots, and cramps in the back 
             of the legs were the answer to struggle.  Knotted to the bed-frame by her 
               neck, Stacy did not dare move around too much, for she could see that 
                           falling off the bed could mean death for her.

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                 In the total darkness, sounds of weeping subsided, and sleep overtook 
              the pair in spurts, with occasional waking to the pain of the bonds and 
                            the depression of this cruel imprisonment. 
                 After many hours their prison door opened with a clang.  Stacy craned 
              her neck to see who entered.  It was Fernando, carrying a knife!  "Ten 
             prisa!", he whispered sharply to Katrina.  He cut loose the rope from her 
               ankles, rubbed her legs to her hands, and then cut her wrist and neck 
             bonds.  She quickly rubbed tortured wrists, and, stumbling a little, went 
             to help him loose Stacy.  She did not bother to remove her own ball-gag. 
                  They quickly knifed the thin cord around the legs of Stacy, and then 
              they cut the cord from Stacy's neck to the bed frame very close to the 
               bed, leaving them a handle by which to lead her.  Her hands were not 
                loosed.  Stacy wondered about her disposition.  Was this an escape 
              attempt?  She supposed that it was.  Maybe they were leaving her bound 
               because they did not want her to blow their escape, and maybe she was 
              bound because she was still contracted for it.  At any rate, she wished 
              that she had been freed as Katrina had.  She did not have a lot to say 
                                       about it right now.  
                 As the two hustled her out of the dark cell, she saw a guard lying on 
            the floor with blood flowing from his head, and she surmised that Fernando 
            had prevailed over him.  After several turns, they ran into another guard, 
              and Fernando quickly dispatched him with his knife.  Stacy's heart was 
             racing with the danger, but she was dragged and pushed through a door to 
             the outside.  The jeep that they had arrived in was outside, and the key 
             was in it.  Fernando motioned that Katrina should put Stacy in the front 
             seat, and as he ran around to he driver's seat, he threw her a length of 
                rope.  Fernando started the jeep as Katrina, still gagged herself, 
                 forcefully tied off Stacy's ankles, and moved into the backseat. 
                  Stacy looked into the backseat as Fernando drove wildly off, with no 
               pursuit to see Katrina struggling with the strap on her ball gag, and 
             having very little success.  Fernando also looked back and asked, "Esta' 
                                        cerrado con llave?" 
                  Katrina, bouncing back and forth in the backseat, nodded.  Her ball 
             gag had been locked on behind her neck!  She leaned forward, and held the 
                           shoulders of Stacy so she would not fall out. 
                                      They had made their escape. 
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