Escape to Gaza:- The Ballad of Layla and Nabila Shaheed
Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2023 11:26 am
This story came about as part of the "Israeli Defence Forces" thread. For months, Esercito as delighted us with pictures of these sexy women at arms and many have called for their USB debut. Well that time is here. In this story twin Palestinian sisters, Layla and Nabila Shaheed both 23, have been falsely accused and arrested of aiding HAMAS. The two young women plead their innocence, but to now avail, the IDF have already decided their guilt. Desperate for a way out and for some a means to turn the tables on their captors, the sisters hatch a daring escape plan. This is their story...
" For the hundredth time, Sergeant. My sister and I have no love for HAMAS, in fact we spit on them for dragging Islam and the reputation of us Palestinians through the mud." Pleaded Layla Shaheed to the chiseled jawed Israeli Sergeant who sat across from her, a particularly stubborn Jew called Keimowitz. " Do you take us for fools, Ms Shaheed. You and your sister were seen in the market in Gaza talking with a known HAMAS militant." Layla rolled her eyes as she laid back in her chair. " You mean old man Abdul, the man's a grocer, he is no more HAMAS then you are Sergeant. You think every Arab is HAMAS. But it seems you won't listen to me or my sister, you have already made your minds up. " Keimowitz smiled as he clasped his hands on top of the table. "So you both admit to being HAMAS? Tell me what do you know, are you privy to their plans?" Layla's eyes widened, now she was furious. " What I do know is this Sergeant! You have hauled me and my sister in here, then falsely accused us of spying for HAMAS. We are treated worse then animals, given no food or water, without any due process. You are no better than the fucking Gestapo." Keimowitz suddenly sprang up from the table and slapped Layla across her cheek, with a sharp crack. "How dare you compare us to--" Her face still stinging, Layla cut across him. "No how dare you, bastard. For this blatant act of oppression." Keimowitz signalled two pretty IDF soldiers to drag Layla from her chair. " My squad and I are going to look for your HAMAS friends, and when we get back I will make both you and your sister sorry for insulting the Jewish people." He turned to the two pretty thugs. " Rabinowitz, Hirsch. Look after our prisoners while I'am gone, show them a little Jewish hospitality but don't marr their faces. Leave that to me." Layla struggled against her captors. "You cannot do this Sergeant! That's against international law! We have rights, my sister and I are innocent. Do not do this, please!" She pleaded. Keimowitz rounded on her, Layla could feel his breath on her cheek. "I can do whatever the fuck I want, little Arab bitch. This is Israel! We spit on International law, and you have no rights here!" He turned to his guards. " Get her out of my sight!" As she was being hauled away, Layla shouted in fury. "Mark my words, Sergeant. My sister and I will teach a lesson you will not soon forget. We will have our revenge, we will escape from this place. You cannot hold us! Mark my words!"
As she was being hauled back to her cell by Corporal Rabinowitz and Private Hirsch, Layla Shaheed reflected on the event that had brought them to the IDF's Gaza outpost. At 23 years old each, Layla and Nabila were identical twin sisters who had grown up under the harsh backdrop of Jewish oppression. Despite being good muslim girls, they knew how to look after themselves and could throw a good punch or two to anyone who thought them meek. It was something she wanted to demonstrate on these pretty thuggish Israeli girls, if she got her chance. Both she and her younger, by two minutes, sister Nabila were identical in everyway and we're both lookers. Both shared the same shallow cheekbones rounded face and blue almond shaped eyes, the only difference was Nabila had shoulder length raven hair compared to Layla's long locks. Their pale complexions meant they could easily pass for Israelis, she smiled an embryo of a plan forming in her mind. Both she and her sister, were buying groceries in the Gaza market when they were sat upon by a squad of IDF. Shoved into the back of a hummer without so much as a by your leave. The bastards had even dragged off poor old Abdul, the grocer, a man the Shaheeds had known since they were kids. He was harmless and had always sneaked them an extra date or two. All that Layla felt now was anger. Anger at her and her sisters false imprisonment, anger at these Jews for believing themselves their lord's and masters. She meant what she said to Keimowitz, the Shaheeds were getting out of here and they were going to make him pay. Layla smiled as she saw her sister, her best friend through their cell bars. It was time to form their escape plan.
" Layla, sister. I was getting worried, that they had started the.." Nabila saw the redness on Layla's cheek. She rounded on the two Israeli women. "Which one of you bitches did this? I will beat the shit out of both of you." The soldier to the left, Rabinowitz turned to her partner Hirsch laughing. "That wasn't us little Arab. That little love tap, was all Keimowitz. Trust me if it was us, we would have done much worse to your sister." They both let out shrill little laughs, as they opened the cell, shoving Layla into the arms of her sister. After they locked the cell door, the two IDF girls smirked at them then lent against the wall chatting. Nabila caressed her sister's face. " You know that's going to leave a mark you know." Layla hugged her sister. " Oh please, I have been hurt worse then this fooling around in bed." Nabila laughed, Layla had always been her heroine as kids she had always come up with the best plans. "So sweet sister, when are we leaving?" She leant in whispering into her sisters ear. Layla led her by the shoulder, to the back of her cell out of earshot of their captors. " Take a look at them, what do you see?" They glanced at the two pretty IDF soldiers. They were dressed in standard IDF uniforms, which consisted of a matching olive green battledress, a long sleeve shirt with their names in Hebrew on their left breasts and green filigree looped through their left epaulette, with combat trousers belted at the waist with black leather combat boots on their feet. Their green berets looped through their right epaulette. "Uniforms, they have very nice uniforms." A smiled formed on her face, catching her thread. " Now their pretty faces, take a look. Nabila." Nabila balked wincing slightly. "I rather not, I'am not the one interested in girls. That's you." Layla sighed. "Just work with me here, Nabila." They spared the girls quick glances. The one called Rabinowitz was a looker, she had high cheekbones with heart shaped features and big pretty brown eyes. Her dark brown hair was done up in a long ponytail that was lighter at the tip. She was wearing a silver pendant around her neck with a matching friendship bracelet on her right wrist, with studded earrings and a wrist watch on her left wrist. Her partner, Hirsch was no less attractive. She had shallower cheekbones angular features and narrow hazel eyes, her long black hair loose around her shoulders. She too wore the same bracelet on her right wrist, with a matching wrist watch. Layla smiled as she observed Rabinowitz subtly caressed her lovers forearm. Nabila's eyes widened. "They are really into each other aren't they? Does their Sergeant know?" Layla shook her head. " I doubt it. They would be out on their asses before you can say God is Great. The point is we can pass easily as them, we pratically look Israeli. And I have seen the looks they have been shooting us, they want us. That speaks opportunity." Nabila caught her sisters thread, but seemed hesitant. "You want to lure them in here, by seducing them. Are you sure, Layla?" Layla squeezed her sisters shoulder. "Yes. Don't worry, before thet get a chance to lay a finger on us, we beat the shit of them. Then we strip them naked, take their uniforms and tie them up we walk right of here. Imagine the look on that bastard Keimowitz's face when he discovers them trussed up and nude, his career will be shot. We will have our revenge, and some new clothes to boot." A grin spread across Nabila's face. " I like the sound of that, sister. You always made the best plans." Layla squeezed her sisters hand. "We are getting out of here, sister. So I will take Rabinowitz, she is my size. You ok with Hirsch?" Nabila nodded " Yep. You can be Corporal, you have always been my hero, Layla." Layla chuckled under her breath. "Follow my lead, sister." Nabila clapped her shoulder smiling."I always do, sister." With that they both turned to the two IDF soldiers.
"Hey, beautiful. Didn't Keimowitz tell you to look after us. Give us some of that famous Israeli hospitality." Layla said as she flashed her eye lashes at Rabinowitz. She and her girlfriend straightened up. They approached the cell. "You know that's not what he meant. Little Arab." The fact that both women still stood at the cell door, seemed to say otherwise. Feeling Rabinowitz's eyes on her body, Layla pressed her advantage. " Look, I think we have all gotten off on the wrong foot here. I and my ravishing sister here were just thinking how beautiful you both are. I mean you are made up so well." Rabinowitz and Hirsch glanced at each other. "Funnily enough, Daphne and I were thinking the same about you and your sister, I mean we never had twins before." As Nabila waved to Hirsch who batted her eye lashes back, Layla caressed Rabinowitz's face through the bars. " A pretty name, for a pretty girl. What's yours sweet Rabinowitz?" Her desire had overridden her common sense. "Alona. My god you are both so beautiful. Daphne and I have always wanted to try Arab girls." Layla walked back from the cell door, stripping off her hijab. Nabila hesitantly copied her sister, until they both stood their naked. " Then what are you waiting for? Be the best Jews you can be, you want us take us." The two IDF soldiers gave into their base desires and unlocked the cell door, Rabinowitz hungrily kissed Layla, pinning her to the wall with her mouth, as Hirsch approached Nabila making to kiss her. As she felt the lustful hands of Rabinowitz grope her bare ass, Layla shouted "Now!!" Before both IDF girls could react, the sisters struck. Layla kneed Rabinowitz in her vagina, she doubled over with a grunt of arousal before Layla finished her off with a swift neck chop, the pretty Israeli fell to the cell floor unconscious with a sexy grunt."Stupid bitch." Layla quipped to the unconscious woman. Hirsch frozen with fear, was decked by a swift right cross, her nose breaking with a sickening crunch by Nabila who was putting her boxing lessons to good use. After letting out a sexy moan of pain, Hirsch collapsed to the floor unconscious on her back. Both women were panting from the adrenaline and sexual arousal they felt at overpowering their captors. Nabila looked to her sister. " Layla, I think I might be gay. That felt really fucking hot." Layla approached her sister clapping her shoulder. "Welcome to the club, sister. Come on let's get them naked."
Both sisters, knelt by the unconscious IDF girls and began to undress them. Layla started by removing all of Rabinowitz's jewellery and accessories as Nabila did with Hirsch, putting them on themselves. After unlacing the Israelis boots and removing her belt, Layla lent the unconscious Rabinowitz againist her unbuttoning her uniform shirt, slipping it off her shoulders. "Let's see what you are packing, my sweet Alona." Layla said as she unclasped the white t-shirt bra that held Rabinowitz's exquisite B-cup breasts, slipping it loose off her shoulders. " By Allah, you have sweet tits. Do you mind if I take a quick feel." Layla groped the unconscious womans soft firm breasts, gently carressing the full dark pink areolas and getting a little bit horny, as her sister looked on. "Don't have too much fun, sis. We still need to get out of here, before that oaf Keimowitz returns." Nabila said has she removed Hirsch's black lace wonderbra, exposing her well formed C-cup breasts with small circular areolas. Layla shot her sister a scandalous look. " You never let me have any fun." They both laughed. " Praise be to Allah." Nabila replied chuckling as she unbuttoned the unconscious Hirsch's combat trousers. Getting back to Rabinowitz, Layla unbuttoned her combat trousers working them off her shapely hips and peeling them down her long divine legs. " Cute panties, Alona. I will be taking those if you don't mind." Layla said as she swiftly whipped off the unconscious Rabinowitz's matching white thong exposing her cute little clit crowned with a trimmed strip of dark brown pubic hair. "Layla, is it normal for these soldiers to wear such sexy underwear. I mean these would set me back a week's hard work." Nabila held up Hirsch's black lace thong. Layla nodded. " They were in to each other, have you never wanted to wear something sexy just for the one you love." She replied as she glanced at the full clit of the unconscious Hirsch, crowned with a trimmed triangle of black fuzz, feeling her nipples stiffen at the sight. As they got dressed in their stolen underwear and uniforms, Layla took time to admire the toned naked athletic bodies of the unconscious Israelis, wondering for a brief moment what would it have been like to go all out with them, they looked like they would have had plenty of stamina. Shaking the the thoughts from her head, Layla knelt by the unconscious Rabinowitz working loose her scrunchie and copying her ponytail. When both sisters were fully dressed, they tore their hijabs into strips binding the limbs of the unconscious naked Israeli girls. "Are you sure we aren't committing a sin against the prophet, by using our hijabs like this?" Asked Nabila as she knotted Hirsch's wrists together. " We can pray for forgiveness later, besides the prophet isn't here anyway. I'am sure He would understand." Layla shrugged as she finished binding the naked Rabinowitz, groping her tight pert ass in the process." Hey, Nabila. I have an idea. Look, you are going to love this." Layla took her panties and shoved them into Rabinowitz's mouth, before she gagged her with a strip from her Hijab. Nabila laughed as Layla caressed the unconscious Rabinowitz's face. " Take that as a consolation prize, bitch." Layla quipped as Nabila copied her with Hirsch. After they had finished binding their naked captives, the sisters hauled them into their bunk beds tucking them in and concealing their naked unconscious bodies. "Right, sweet sister. Let's strut out of here like we own the place, and get back home. Mother must be worried sick." Nabila placed her stolen beret on her head. "We will have a hell of a story to tell her, don't mention that part about the seduction." Layla put her beret on at a jaunty angle. " What Mother won't know won't hurt her." She clapped her sister on the shoulder as they locked the cell door behind them, using Rabinowitz's keys then tossed them back into the cell. Then Nabila fell into step beside her sister as they left the cell block.
Their stolen uniforms had barely registered with the few Israeli soldiers in the outpost, they shared nods with the Shaheeds but generally left them alone. As they walked into the motor pool in front of the outpost, the sisters had found an IDF hummer. Quickly jumping inside, Layla got behind the wheel. "These dumb bastards, not only is it unlocked someone left the keys in the ignition." Nabila scoffed shaking her head. " And they presume to be our betters, not based on today." They both laughed as Layla switched on the ignition, reversing the vehicle out of the bay and slipping into gear. " Come on Nabila, if we are quick we can get back home for dinner. I don't know about you but stripping those girls has left me horny and a little bit hungry." Nabila laughed as she fistbumped her sister. " I love you, sister. Don't ever change." Layla drove out of the compound, then floored the accelerator. "I love you too, sister. And I don't plan on changing for anyone." She said as they drove into the setting Gaza sun and to freedom.
" For the hundredth time, Sergeant. My sister and I have no love for HAMAS, in fact we spit on them for dragging Islam and the reputation of us Palestinians through the mud." Pleaded Layla Shaheed to the chiseled jawed Israeli Sergeant who sat across from her, a particularly stubborn Jew called Keimowitz. " Do you take us for fools, Ms Shaheed. You and your sister were seen in the market in Gaza talking with a known HAMAS militant." Layla rolled her eyes as she laid back in her chair. " You mean old man Abdul, the man's a grocer, he is no more HAMAS then you are Sergeant. You think every Arab is HAMAS. But it seems you won't listen to me or my sister, you have already made your minds up. " Keimowitz smiled as he clasped his hands on top of the table. "So you both admit to being HAMAS? Tell me what do you know, are you privy to their plans?" Layla's eyes widened, now she was furious. " What I do know is this Sergeant! You have hauled me and my sister in here, then falsely accused us of spying for HAMAS. We are treated worse then animals, given no food or water, without any due process. You are no better than the fucking Gestapo." Keimowitz suddenly sprang up from the table and slapped Layla across her cheek, with a sharp crack. "How dare you compare us to--" Her face still stinging, Layla cut across him. "No how dare you, bastard. For this blatant act of oppression." Keimowitz signalled two pretty IDF soldiers to drag Layla from her chair. " My squad and I are going to look for your HAMAS friends, and when we get back I will make both you and your sister sorry for insulting the Jewish people." He turned to the two pretty thugs. " Rabinowitz, Hirsch. Look after our prisoners while I'am gone, show them a little Jewish hospitality but don't marr their faces. Leave that to me." Layla struggled against her captors. "You cannot do this Sergeant! That's against international law! We have rights, my sister and I are innocent. Do not do this, please!" She pleaded. Keimowitz rounded on her, Layla could feel his breath on her cheek. "I can do whatever the fuck I want, little Arab bitch. This is Israel! We spit on International law, and you have no rights here!" He turned to his guards. " Get her out of my sight!" As she was being hauled away, Layla shouted in fury. "Mark my words, Sergeant. My sister and I will teach a lesson you will not soon forget. We will have our revenge, we will escape from this place. You cannot hold us! Mark my words!"
As she was being hauled back to her cell by Corporal Rabinowitz and Private Hirsch, Layla Shaheed reflected on the event that had brought them to the IDF's Gaza outpost. At 23 years old each, Layla and Nabila were identical twin sisters who had grown up under the harsh backdrop of Jewish oppression. Despite being good muslim girls, they knew how to look after themselves and could throw a good punch or two to anyone who thought them meek. It was something she wanted to demonstrate on these pretty thuggish Israeli girls, if she got her chance. Both she and her younger, by two minutes, sister Nabila were identical in everyway and we're both lookers. Both shared the same shallow cheekbones rounded face and blue almond shaped eyes, the only difference was Nabila had shoulder length raven hair compared to Layla's long locks. Their pale complexions meant they could easily pass for Israelis, she smiled an embryo of a plan forming in her mind. Both she and her sister, were buying groceries in the Gaza market when they were sat upon by a squad of IDF. Shoved into the back of a hummer without so much as a by your leave. The bastards had even dragged off poor old Abdul, the grocer, a man the Shaheeds had known since they were kids. He was harmless and had always sneaked them an extra date or two. All that Layla felt now was anger. Anger at her and her sisters false imprisonment, anger at these Jews for believing themselves their lord's and masters. She meant what she said to Keimowitz, the Shaheeds were getting out of here and they were going to make him pay. Layla smiled as she saw her sister, her best friend through their cell bars. It was time to form their escape plan.
" Layla, sister. I was getting worried, that they had started the.." Nabila saw the redness on Layla's cheek. She rounded on the two Israeli women. "Which one of you bitches did this? I will beat the shit out of both of you." The soldier to the left, Rabinowitz turned to her partner Hirsch laughing. "That wasn't us little Arab. That little love tap, was all Keimowitz. Trust me if it was us, we would have done much worse to your sister." They both let out shrill little laughs, as they opened the cell, shoving Layla into the arms of her sister. After they locked the cell door, the two IDF girls smirked at them then lent against the wall chatting. Nabila caressed her sister's face. " You know that's going to leave a mark you know." Layla hugged her sister. " Oh please, I have been hurt worse then this fooling around in bed." Nabila laughed, Layla had always been her heroine as kids she had always come up with the best plans. "So sweet sister, when are we leaving?" She leant in whispering into her sisters ear. Layla led her by the shoulder, to the back of her cell out of earshot of their captors. " Take a look at them, what do you see?" They glanced at the two pretty IDF soldiers. They were dressed in standard IDF uniforms, which consisted of a matching olive green battledress, a long sleeve shirt with their names in Hebrew on their left breasts and green filigree looped through their left epaulette, with combat trousers belted at the waist with black leather combat boots on their feet. Their green berets looped through their right epaulette. "Uniforms, they have very nice uniforms." A smiled formed on her face, catching her thread. " Now their pretty faces, take a look. Nabila." Nabila balked wincing slightly. "I rather not, I'am not the one interested in girls. That's you." Layla sighed. "Just work with me here, Nabila." They spared the girls quick glances. The one called Rabinowitz was a looker, she had high cheekbones with heart shaped features and big pretty brown eyes. Her dark brown hair was done up in a long ponytail that was lighter at the tip. She was wearing a silver pendant around her neck with a matching friendship bracelet on her right wrist, with studded earrings and a wrist watch on her left wrist. Her partner, Hirsch was no less attractive. She had shallower cheekbones angular features and narrow hazel eyes, her long black hair loose around her shoulders. She too wore the same bracelet on her right wrist, with a matching wrist watch. Layla smiled as she observed Rabinowitz subtly caressed her lovers forearm. Nabila's eyes widened. "They are really into each other aren't they? Does their Sergeant know?" Layla shook her head. " I doubt it. They would be out on their asses before you can say God is Great. The point is we can pass easily as them, we pratically look Israeli. And I have seen the looks they have been shooting us, they want us. That speaks opportunity." Nabila caught her sisters thread, but seemed hesitant. "You want to lure them in here, by seducing them. Are you sure, Layla?" Layla squeezed her sisters shoulder. "Yes. Don't worry, before thet get a chance to lay a finger on us, we beat the shit of them. Then we strip them naked, take their uniforms and tie them up we walk right of here. Imagine the look on that bastard Keimowitz's face when he discovers them trussed up and nude, his career will be shot. We will have our revenge, and some new clothes to boot." A grin spread across Nabila's face. " I like the sound of that, sister. You always made the best plans." Layla squeezed her sisters hand. "We are getting out of here, sister. So I will take Rabinowitz, she is my size. You ok with Hirsch?" Nabila nodded " Yep. You can be Corporal, you have always been my hero, Layla." Layla chuckled under her breath. "Follow my lead, sister." Nabila clapped her shoulder smiling."I always do, sister." With that they both turned to the two IDF soldiers.
"Hey, beautiful. Didn't Keimowitz tell you to look after us. Give us some of that famous Israeli hospitality." Layla said as she flashed her eye lashes at Rabinowitz. She and her girlfriend straightened up. They approached the cell. "You know that's not what he meant. Little Arab." The fact that both women still stood at the cell door, seemed to say otherwise. Feeling Rabinowitz's eyes on her body, Layla pressed her advantage. " Look, I think we have all gotten off on the wrong foot here. I and my ravishing sister here were just thinking how beautiful you both are. I mean you are made up so well." Rabinowitz and Hirsch glanced at each other. "Funnily enough, Daphne and I were thinking the same about you and your sister, I mean we never had twins before." As Nabila waved to Hirsch who batted her eye lashes back, Layla caressed Rabinowitz's face through the bars. " A pretty name, for a pretty girl. What's yours sweet Rabinowitz?" Her desire had overridden her common sense. "Alona. My god you are both so beautiful. Daphne and I have always wanted to try Arab girls." Layla walked back from the cell door, stripping off her hijab. Nabila hesitantly copied her sister, until they both stood their naked. " Then what are you waiting for? Be the best Jews you can be, you want us take us." The two IDF soldiers gave into their base desires and unlocked the cell door, Rabinowitz hungrily kissed Layla, pinning her to the wall with her mouth, as Hirsch approached Nabila making to kiss her. As she felt the lustful hands of Rabinowitz grope her bare ass, Layla shouted "Now!!" Before both IDF girls could react, the sisters struck. Layla kneed Rabinowitz in her vagina, she doubled over with a grunt of arousal before Layla finished her off with a swift neck chop, the pretty Israeli fell to the cell floor unconscious with a sexy grunt."Stupid bitch." Layla quipped to the unconscious woman. Hirsch frozen with fear, was decked by a swift right cross, her nose breaking with a sickening crunch by Nabila who was putting her boxing lessons to good use. After letting out a sexy moan of pain, Hirsch collapsed to the floor unconscious on her back. Both women were panting from the adrenaline and sexual arousal they felt at overpowering their captors. Nabila looked to her sister. " Layla, I think I might be gay. That felt really fucking hot." Layla approached her sister clapping her shoulder. "Welcome to the club, sister. Come on let's get them naked."
Both sisters, knelt by the unconscious IDF girls and began to undress them. Layla started by removing all of Rabinowitz's jewellery and accessories as Nabila did with Hirsch, putting them on themselves. After unlacing the Israelis boots and removing her belt, Layla lent the unconscious Rabinowitz againist her unbuttoning her uniform shirt, slipping it off her shoulders. "Let's see what you are packing, my sweet Alona." Layla said as she unclasped the white t-shirt bra that held Rabinowitz's exquisite B-cup breasts, slipping it loose off her shoulders. " By Allah, you have sweet tits. Do you mind if I take a quick feel." Layla groped the unconscious womans soft firm breasts, gently carressing the full dark pink areolas and getting a little bit horny, as her sister looked on. "Don't have too much fun, sis. We still need to get out of here, before that oaf Keimowitz returns." Nabila said has she removed Hirsch's black lace wonderbra, exposing her well formed C-cup breasts with small circular areolas. Layla shot her sister a scandalous look. " You never let me have any fun." They both laughed. " Praise be to Allah." Nabila replied chuckling as she unbuttoned the unconscious Hirsch's combat trousers. Getting back to Rabinowitz, Layla unbuttoned her combat trousers working them off her shapely hips and peeling them down her long divine legs. " Cute panties, Alona. I will be taking those if you don't mind." Layla said as she swiftly whipped off the unconscious Rabinowitz's matching white thong exposing her cute little clit crowned with a trimmed strip of dark brown pubic hair. "Layla, is it normal for these soldiers to wear such sexy underwear. I mean these would set me back a week's hard work." Nabila held up Hirsch's black lace thong. Layla nodded. " They were in to each other, have you never wanted to wear something sexy just for the one you love." She replied as she glanced at the full clit of the unconscious Hirsch, crowned with a trimmed triangle of black fuzz, feeling her nipples stiffen at the sight. As they got dressed in their stolen underwear and uniforms, Layla took time to admire the toned naked athletic bodies of the unconscious Israelis, wondering for a brief moment what would it have been like to go all out with them, they looked like they would have had plenty of stamina. Shaking the the thoughts from her head, Layla knelt by the unconscious Rabinowitz working loose her scrunchie and copying her ponytail. When both sisters were fully dressed, they tore their hijabs into strips binding the limbs of the unconscious naked Israeli girls. "Are you sure we aren't committing a sin against the prophet, by using our hijabs like this?" Asked Nabila as she knotted Hirsch's wrists together. " We can pray for forgiveness later, besides the prophet isn't here anyway. I'am sure He would understand." Layla shrugged as she finished binding the naked Rabinowitz, groping her tight pert ass in the process." Hey, Nabila. I have an idea. Look, you are going to love this." Layla took her panties and shoved them into Rabinowitz's mouth, before she gagged her with a strip from her Hijab. Nabila laughed as Layla caressed the unconscious Rabinowitz's face. " Take that as a consolation prize, bitch." Layla quipped as Nabila copied her with Hirsch. After they had finished binding their naked captives, the sisters hauled them into their bunk beds tucking them in and concealing their naked unconscious bodies. "Right, sweet sister. Let's strut out of here like we own the place, and get back home. Mother must be worried sick." Nabila placed her stolen beret on her head. "We will have a hell of a story to tell her, don't mention that part about the seduction." Layla put her beret on at a jaunty angle. " What Mother won't know won't hurt her." She clapped her sister on the shoulder as they locked the cell door behind them, using Rabinowitz's keys then tossed them back into the cell. Then Nabila fell into step beside her sister as they left the cell block.
Their stolen uniforms had barely registered with the few Israeli soldiers in the outpost, they shared nods with the Shaheeds but generally left them alone. As they walked into the motor pool in front of the outpost, the sisters had found an IDF hummer. Quickly jumping inside, Layla got behind the wheel. "These dumb bastards, not only is it unlocked someone left the keys in the ignition." Nabila scoffed shaking her head. " And they presume to be our betters, not based on today." They both laughed as Layla switched on the ignition, reversing the vehicle out of the bay and slipping into gear. " Come on Nabila, if we are quick we can get back home for dinner. I don't know about you but stripping those girls has left me horny and a little bit hungry." Nabila laughed as she fistbumped her sister. " I love you, sister. Don't ever change." Layla drove out of the compound, then floored the accelerator. "I love you too, sister. And I don't plan on changing for anyone." She said as they drove into the setting Gaza sun and to freedom.
