'I will,' a young auburn-haired girl smiled.
'There, now you won't be lonely,' Mike said comfortingly as he passed Sharon in the doorway. 'I'll come and see you again - both of you.'
'If you promise to come and see me again, I might just remember something that Fowler said!' Sharon called as Mike opened the front door.
'I doubt it, but I'll come back and see!'
Making his way back to his cottage, Mike's thoughts turned to his sister. She'd be landing in Brazil soon, and he was no nearer to rescuing her than he'd ever been. Too late to do anything now, he thought sadly, wishing he'd approached Emily for help long ago.
'Did you manage to get hold of your father?' he asked Rebecca as he walked into the lounge.
'No, not yet,' she smiled.
'How did you get on? You've been a hell of a long time!' Emily said accusingly, images of Mike's hard penis slipping in and out of another girl's body filling her mind.
'No luck, I'm afraid. I, er... I saw the girl, Sharon. Apparently Heidi was there, but Fowler took her. And another girl.'
'Who was the other girl?' Julia asked.
'Er... Mandy, I think, why?'
I was in the centre for some time. I just wondered if it was anyone I knew.'
'Do you know her?'
'No, the name doesn't ring a bell. So, now what do we do?'
'Eat something,' Mike said. 'I'm starving!'
Following him into the kitchen, Emily enquired if he'd enjoyed taking the girl at Hammond's house. 'Yes, I can't deny that I did enjoy it,' he replied honestly. 'And you obviously enjoyed your time with her! Done that sort of thing before, have you?'
Emily lowered her eyes. 'Yes, with Hannah. We...'
'It's all right, you don't have to explain, Emily. To be honest, I'm not ready to settle down yet. But we were good together, you and me, weren't we?'
'Very,' she said softly. 'Did you make love to the girl you've just been to see?'
'Why do you ask that?'
'Because I know that look in your eye. Can we sleep together tonight? I need someone. You. I mean...'
'We can sleep together as often as you want. I suppose if, I mean,
when
Hannah returns, you'll...'
'Yes, I'll go to her. I love her. Anyway, thanks Mike. You're a good friend.'
'Don't thank me! Good God, I should be thanking
you!
A beautiful young girl like you, and you're thanking me for making love to you? God, you could have anyone - anyone!'
Helping Mike to prepare the meal, Emily thought of Hannah and all the things they'd gone through together. She'd fly to Rio and find her if she had to, she thought, wondering at her overwhelming love for another woman.
'How long does it take to get to Rio, by sea, I mean?' she asked Mike.
'I don't know. The ships are pretty fast these days. A week, maybe? Why do you ask?'
'No reason, really. I suppose I was just wondering how long Hannah had to be cooped up in a filthy container. And how well she's getting on with the other girls. Not too well, I hope!'
For several days Emily and the group had mooched around, kicking their heels, unable to do anything for Hannah and the girls aboard the ship. Rebecca had been in touch with her father but his only suggestion had been that they wait.
'Wait for what?' she'd asked angrily.
'Until we get word from Rio,' Evans had replied mysteriously, giving a hint, at least, that he was doing something to help after all. Fowler had taken Heidi and Mandy to a large verandahed house on the lower slopes of the jungle-covered mountains just outside Rio, where he'd chained them to a wall in the basement. Working day and night, he'd soon transformed the basement into his chamber of sexual torture, where, he fancied, the girls would spend the rest of their useful sexual lives. What would happen when they were too slack, as Fowler put it, they didn't know. But he had assured them that they would never again be free.
Fowler's perverted thinking had broadened now that he was free to do exactly as he wished. He'd designed and built a
seat for sex
, as he'd aptly named it. Consisting of two hinged planks of wood forming a V, the victim would sit with her legs strapped to the planks and lie back on the reclining 'chair'. By increasing the angle of the planks, her thighs would open, exposing her fleshy intimacy ready for Fowler's use whenever he desired.
Another new invention was a long wooden pole, fixed horizontally between two walls, beneath which he'd set rings in the floor. The girls would bend over the pole, hands and feet chained to the steel rings, their buttocks spread, forming a row of exposed bottom-holes, a line of pink slits for Fowler to pleasure himself and fill in turn with sperm.
'I'm expecting the girls to arrive today,' he announced to Heidi and Mandy as he entered the basement. 'Everything's gone to plan, so you'll all be together again very soon now. We've a while to wait yet, so let's have some fun, shall we?'
Releasing Heidi from the wall, Fowler walked her to a table with a two-foot hole cut in the centre. Tying her naked body down, he crawled under the table and sat on a small chair. The girl looked down between her firm rounded breasts as the beast's head emerged through the hole, his face only inches from her insultingly exposed womanhood.
'You look nice this morning, my dear,' he complimented her, parting Heidi's fleshy cunt-lip cushions with his fingers. 'I hope you're going to make lots of juice for me today as I'm particularly thirsty,' he added, licking the stretched pink flesh.
Heidi turned her head to look at Mandy, chained to the wall, waiting for her turn of abuse. They smiled at each other by of reassurance, both understanding that their fate was sealed. This was it, now - their life.
'I'll be starting a points system when the others arrive,' Fowler divulged as he pushed his fingers into the girl's vaginal canal. 'The more slippery sex-juice you make, the better the food will be for you. The more you come, and I mean
really
come, the better your sleeping conditions will be. The girls who expertly suck my knob and beg to drink my sperm will earn such treats as walking out with me. To sum up, the better you are at sex, the better off you'll be! And for those who displease me... Well, you'll see what happens to them.'
Standing up between Heidi's legs, Fowler pulled out his penis and ran his hard knob up and down the girl's pink valley. 'I see no juice yet,' he scolded, pushing his knob into her hot hole. 'I hope you're not too hungry, because at this rate you won't be eating much today!'
Slipping his shaft from her tight sheath, Fowler grinned wickedly at the girl. She watched him with fear in her eyes as he climbed out from under the table and left the basement.
'When the others arrive, there'll be a chance of overpowering him,' Mandy observed optimistically.
'I doubt it!' Heidi returned. 'He'll make sure that no more than a couple of us are unchained at any one time, won't he?'
'It might only take two of us to floor him. If we play along with him, make out that we're really enjoying it, he might become careless. If we pleasure him, make juice, as the bastard puts it, he may well allow two, or even three of us to...'
Walking down the basement steps clutching a bunch of bananas, Fowler's narrow eyes glinted with mischief. 'Talking of food, I'm rather hungry myself,' he chuckled, emerging through the hole in the table. 'There's no shortage of bananas in this country. Perhaps you'd like one, Heidi? They're not quite ripe, rather on the hard side, too - but very long!'
The girl's large blue eyes opened wider as Fowler slowly peeled a long thick banana. 'Well, do you want one?' he repeated. Heidi turned to Mandy and smiled. Remembering her words, she looked to Fowler again and nodded. 'Good! I knew you were hungry!' he laughed, pushing the fruit between her swollen vaginal lips. Gazing down over her flat stomach, she watched the banana sink into her body, filling her with its hard coolness until it came to rest against her cervix.
Ripping another banana from the bunch, his eyes looking into the girl's for her reaction, he slowly peeled off the green skin. 'Another one?' he asked, presenting the cool tip to her stretched opening. She grimaced as the phallus slipped in alongside the first, swelling her pussy until it, too, nudged her womb.
His eyes locked onto hers as he peeled a third banana. 'And another one!' he laughed, looking down to her puffed outer lips, already encompassing the white shafts to capacity. Mandy gasped as she watched Fowler attempt to push the third banana into Heidi's bloated vagina, knowing this was a man of no boundaries, no limits.
'No more, please!' Heidi begged as he managed to sink the entire length of the banana into her hole.
'No more? But I thought you were hungry, my dear?' he taunted, peeling the fourth fruit.
'No, please!'
'Come, come! You'd like another one, surely?' he laughed, opening her lips and trying to force the banana into her distended cavern.
'No! I can't take it!' Heidi gasped.
'Just look at your pretty pussy lips, my dear! They're stretched open so wide, clinging to the bananas beautifully! Now don't be so ungrateful! You turn your nose up at food now, and you'll be offered no more!'
Her fists clenched, Heidi screwed her eyes shut as Fowler tried to force the fourth banana alongside the others, almost tearing the delicate flesh on her taut inner lips.
'You're right!' Fowler conceded. 'Sadly, you can't take more. Still, you have three bananas stretching your pretty cunt. I'll leave them there for a while so that you get used to them because tomorrow, you'll have four bananas in your cunt!'
'Take them out,' Heidi pleaded, trying to expel the invaders.
'Later, I'll eat them from your cunt, my dear. But for now you'll endure them. Just think, four tomorrow, five the day after and... Mandy. I'm so sorry! Your poor cunt is empty, isn't she? How unthoughtful of me! What must you think? Here I am feeding your friend - and you're over there starving! Please forgive me.'
Moving towards Mandy, Fowler peeled a banana and held it before her wide eyes. 'Number one,' he grinned, kneeling on the floor between her spread legs. Easing the fruit between her thick outer quim lips, he looked up and smiled. 'I do believe that you're a bit bigger than your friend, my dear,' he leered, ramming the fruit deep into her tightening chasm. 'You'll be able to take at least five unless I'm mistaken.'
Peeling another seven bananas, Fowler lined them up on the floor. 'Number two!' he said gleefully, pushing the fruit between Mandy's sagging inner lips. 'Number three! Number four! You really are a lot bigger than I thought, my dear!'
The girl's stretched vaginal muscles spasmed as she tried to bear down and force the fruit out. 'It's no good doing that, my dear,' Fowler observed, noticing her stomach muscles tightening as she pushed down. 'You'll never be able to push them out so you might as well relax. Now, I have three bananas left. I'll eat this one. What shall I do with the remaining two?'
'You know damn well what you're going to do with them!' Heidi cried. 'I'm telling you, Fowler, the day will come when...'
'The day will come when you can hold ten bananas in your sweet love hole! Anyway, I like your idea. Two bananas, and two vacant bottom-holes - good thinking, my dear!'
Emerging between Heidi's thighs, Fowler grinned wickedly as he parted her firm buttocks. 'I can't wait until the others arrive,' he mocked, presenting the tip of the banana to the girl's tight hole. 'Fruit is so good for you, you know. I really didn't eat enough of it back in England, but now I'm going to eat it every day from my girls' lovely hot pussies!'
Clenching her buttocks, Heidi tried to defend her bowels from the cool intruder as it pushed past her defeated muscles, but she could do nothing to save herself from the crude invasion. Deeper and deeper the fruit slipped into her body, engorging her pelvis until she ballooned.
'Please take at least one out!' Heidi cried as Fowler took the remaining banana over to Mandy.
'Unless you shut up, I'll put another one in!' he admonished, kneeling between Mandy's bloated vaginal lips. 'And now it's your turn, my dear. Let me just locate your little bottom-hole and... that's it, now all I have to do is push upwards, like this. There, it slipped straight in without any effort at all. What good little girls you are! I'll leave you to warm up my food while I go and make some arrangements to meet my girls. See you both later.'
Climbing the steps, he turned back to his captives. 'I might even bring you back a present,' he grinned. 'Coconuts are in abundance here, I believe. I'll treat you both to some coconuts when I return - still in their hairy shells, of course.'
Closing and locking the door behind him, Fowler left the girls alone to endure his weird perversions. Pulling on her chains, Mandy cursed him. 'I'll get that bastard if it's the last thing I do!' she swore.
'You're not the only one!' Heidi rejoined, trying to expel fruit from her tethered body. 'Perhaps when the infamous Hannah Kelley gets here, she'll think of a way to escape?'
'I doubt it. Fowler will make sure that no one gets even a fleeting chance to get out of here. Let's face it, we're here forever!' Hannah looked up as the container doors opened and a man told the girls to step outside.
'We can't be here already,' she whispered to Roxanne.
'Perhaps they think we need some exercise?' Roxanne suggested, climbing to her feet.
Stepping from the container into the bright sunlight, the naked girls squinted. 'Over there!' Hannah cried, pointing towards the land, the warm sea air filling her lungs.
'That's South America,' the man enlightened, dropping a sack of clothes at her feet. 'Now, I'll release you, one by one, and you can all get dressed before getting back into the container.'
Relishing their few moments of liberty, the girls dressed unhurriedly, covering their naked bodies from the curious eyes of their keeper. The sun hot on their backs, they basked in their momentary freedom, breathed their last breath of sea air before being boxed and chained again.
'Who are you?' Hannah asked the young man as she pulled a pair of cut-off jeans up her slender legs.