The Adventures of Agent Suzzanne Midsummer

The Adventures of Agent Suzzanne Midsummer

(A.K.A. The continuing perils and torments of a sexy lady Spy)

CHAPTER 1

Mission Failure, Suzzanne falls in with some very bad people

She heard a soft click and then something cold and hard pressed against the base of her skull, and a cold voice she spoke close to her ear “Hello Agent Midsummer, we’ve been expecting you”. She shifted her weight and the gun barrel pressed harder, “Ah Ah, no sudden moves, keep very still”

The light clicked on and Suzzanne saw three other people in the room, all in black and wearing ski masks, her protagonist remained behind her keeping the gun in constant pressure with her skin.  “Excellent, you have saved me some time cracking the safe and I see we were both looking for the same thing”. Suzzanne’s eyes moved down from the empty wall safe to the plastic envelope containing a single black data chip. Her mind was racing, before she had entered through the window she had scanned the room with a thermal imager, there had been no signs of heat, and she had been in the room a full 15 minutes before they had made their presence known, nobody could have entered the room without her being aware !.

“Slowly place you hands on your head” said the voice. Suzzanne gently lifted her hands from the table top and slowly raised her arms placing her hands one on top of the other one her head. “Good” said the voice, then without warning she was hit by a rabbit punch to the kidneys, the sudden blinding pain caused her to fold sideways and as she did so she was struck again across the back of the neck and she crumpled to the ground. Before she could catch her breath a hard kick to her belly completed the knock down. “Secure her she’s coming with us”.

Two of the masked figures quickly moved forward and seized the stunned agent by the arms and dragged her away from beneath the wall safe into the centre of the room. Crouching down on either side of her they forced Suzzanne’s arms together behind her back whilst the third slipped a zip tie over her wrists and pulled it tight, Suzzanne flinched. Pinned her to the floor face down by her shoulders and knees more zip ties where fastened tightly around her elbows, knees and ankles. The three men stepped back to admire their work and one jabbed at the bound girl with his boot, flicking her over by the shoulder onto her back. Suzzanne grimaced, her senses where returning and the ties where cruelly tight, severely restricting her movement. She glared back at her captors as their unseen faces looked down; one of them pulled a role of duct tape from his jacket and tore off a six inch strip.  She tried to twist away as a gloved hand gripped her jaw and another yanked her head back by her hair. The goon holding the tape knelt down and pressed the tape strip firmly across Suzanne’s mouth using his fingertips to smooth it to the contours of her lips and cheeks. Releasing their grip the three of them moved back to where their leader was examining the other items from the safe.

He mind was clearing quickly now and she was only too aware of her dire situation.  As an M.I.7 agent she had been trained in espionage, martial arts and a myriad of other black arts. Her mission had been to retrieve the data chip stolen from a Government backed arms company.  The thief, the scientist who had been instrumental in developing the chip had been found dead two days after the chip had been stolen, two neat holes in the back of head. At her briefing Suzzanne’s Department Head had said that the scientist’s death was likely part of a double cross on the part of the buyer of the chip. However the scientist clearly had concerns and had hidden the chip before the meeting. The race was then on to retrieve the chip. M.I.7 knew the scientist had secretly purchased a small property in the French/German border and Suzzanne had been dispatched to break in and search for the chip. When she had arrived she had reconnoitred the property and there had been no sign of recent activity and the house was in darkness. Gaining access had been easy; she had quickly bypassed the alarms and entered the room. Her briefing had given her the location of the wall safe and M.I.7 already had the code; they had suspected the scientist for some time and it was their local operative posing as a locksmith who had fitted the safe. What was puzzling her was how she had not been able to detect her captors in the house; they must have been waiting for her!

She wriggled and tried for any give in her bindings with no effect, she looked around the room for anything that could help her but there was nothing, it was just a rather plain room, simple wooden furniture it looked like nobody had ever actually lived there. She wondered what was in store for her as the leader planned to take her with them.

The four black clad figures suddenly surrounded her helpless form and for the first time she realised their leader was a women. She was dressed in the same black ski pants, jacket and mask as the others but from her movements and shape she was clearly a woman. She placed her booted foot on Suzzanne’s chest and pressed down, “Right we’re done here and thanks to you Agent Midsummer we have finally got the data chip, seems that scientist wasn’t so smart after all thinking he could renege on our deal and up the price.  We have left just enough evidence here to make it clear it was you who broke in and with any luck as you are going to disappear your bosses will think you have doubled crossed them too!! Anyway we’ve got to be off now and I don’t want any nonsense from you so you’re going to have a little sleep, roll her over boys”. The goons rolled Suzzanne over and pinned her down again. She felt a hand squeeze and stroke her buttock, then there was a sharp pain as a hypodermic broke her skin followed by a warm feeling spreading through her buttock. She struggled but within a few seconds her consciousness started to fade, she shook her head fighting to stay awake but it was no good, her vision went grey and then darkness closed in.

The goons waited until the pattern of her breathing changed before releasing their grip then one of them hoisted the unconscious agent over his shoulder, the room lights where switched off, the front door clicked shut and the house returned to its uninhabited silence.

Suzzanne’s eyes flicked open and almost immediately she was aware of her surrounding, whatever they had stuck her with, it wore off quickly.  She was strapped down to a metal exam table, Ballistic nylon straps where fastened at her wrists, ankles elbows and knees, wider straps crossed her hips and across her shoulders pinning her firmly to the shiny steel surface. She was still gagged with the tape and lifting her head she looked down her body, she was still wearing the fitted black cat suit and boots.  She tried the straps in turn but they where inflexible and seemed to pass through the table and fasten underneath. She looked around the room, an unlit operating/examination light was fixed over the table and the rest of the room lighting was subdued, dim. Cupboards and metal benches lined two of the four walls but otherwise the room was virtually bare. Once again Suzzanne considered her predicament, she had been taught techniques to resist interrogation but she wondered how far her captors would go. She closed her eyes and waited.

The lights snapped on and Suzzanne was awake in an instant. “How is our captive” said the woman as she strode across the room.  She still wore the black boots and ski pants but was now wearing a fitted black vest top and the ski mask was gone.  Her dark red hair was pulled back into a severe ponytail and her bright eyes were brilliant green, she smiled a thin smile as she looked down at Suzzanne. Suzzanne struggled and “Mmpphed” through the tape gag. For a moment the woman ignored her and walked around the table looking at Suzzanne’s immobilised body, she smiled appreciatively; the black cat suit accentuated every curve and line of the agent’s very feminine body. Her 36D breasts rose and fell with each breath and her nipples stood out against the shiny material. Letting her gaze drift down she noted the way the fabric clung to Suzzanne’s lower body and thighs, it was obvious she was wearing nothing beneath the suit and was very neatly trimmed! Suzzanne continued to struggle and the woman turned back to look her in the face, “Oh excuse me” and reaching forward she roughly pulled the tape covering Suzzanne’s mouth. Suzzanne pulled a face but was pleased to have it gone; she worked her jaw and lips as the sensation returned.

“Well how are you feeling?”

“I’ve felt better” said Suzzanne, “what do you want, you have the chip”.

“Yes I have the chip don’t I” she said mockingly “and wasn’t it easy to get?”

Suzzanne flushed, they had completely hoodwinked her, she has got in and opened the safe and all they had to do was wait.

“You’re wondering why your thermal imager didn’t detect us aren’t you?” she mocked. “our clothing has a reflective silver layer to hide our thermal signature, hood, gloves boots, everything ,makes us invisible to infra red and night vision, we bought the technology from another client, I’ll have to tell him how well it works” and she laughed.

“So what do you want from me, I’ll tell you nothi…”

“Oh Pish” she cut over Suzzanne, “shut up, there’s nothing you can tell me about your organisation that I don’t already know so whilst it would be fun I’m not going to torture you for information!”, then she turned coyly away and said over he shoulder “ but that’s not to say we can’t have some fun together”. 

Suzzanne tugged at the straps in frustration flexing her arms and legs and trying to arch her body, the bright lights reflecting off the changing contours of her cat suit. The woman turned back to the table “you won’t break those straps but its fun to watch you try” and she reached out and with the back of her hand stroked the side of Suzzanne’s face. The agent flicked her head to the side to avoid the touch but the hand continued down onto her shoulder and she let her fingers trail down and across her full breast until they reached the bump of the nipple. She gently gripped the nipple through the suit with her dark red nails and pinched, Suzzanne gritted her teeth, she would not cry out. The fingers continued to linger on the nipple before continuing down across the captives’ stomach and inevitably down across her mound until they stopped, resting between her spread thighs. Suzzanne lay very still and with her head to one side closed her eyes “stop it “she hissed through her teeth.

The invading fingers increased their pressure on her pussy almost imperceptibly and the woman said “your suit doesn’t leave much to the imagination does it?”  Suzzanne felt her cheeks flush “stop it now “she hissed again.

“I don’t really think you’re in a position to demand anything, do you? In fact I think the lady doth protest too much” and she walked briskly out of Suzzanne’s vision. Suzzanne could hear her searching in a cupboard and then her footsteps returning. She reappeared from above Suzzanne’s head her green eyes flashing wide as they looked in Suzzanne’s. “Open wide” and before she could react she had slipped a ball gag into Suzzanne’s open mouth and deftly cinched up the buckle, Suzzanne thrashed her head from side to side but it was no use, the ball was secure muffling and distorting any sound she cared to make. “There that’s an improvement, no more back chat”.  “Mmmphh mmmmmph” was the only reply.

“Now where were we? Oh yes your reason for being here. I should have killed you really, after all you are an enemy agent but it seemed a bit of a waste.” All the time her fingers roamed over Suzzanne’s body tracing the swell of her breasts, the points of her nipples and the plump crease of her pussy. She wriggled uncomfortably at the unwelcome touch but was powerless to prevent it. The woman continued, “As I said there’s no point in torturing you for information, however I can use a fit responsive sexy body and a disciplined mind like yours in some experiments I have planned”. Experiments! Suzzanne bucked and twisted against the straps mewling behind the gag, her big eyes wide and flashing. Nobody knows where you are in fact your organisation thinks you have double crossed them so they are not expecting you back any time soon so we have plenty of time to play, I can’t wait myself!”

Suddenly the woman climbed onto the exam table and straddled Suzzanne’s hips; she leant forward putting her hands on either side of Suzzanne’s head. She could feel her breath on her face and a curiously warm sensation where the woman was sitting across her. “You are very pretty” she said breathily, then her hand slid to the zip at the collar of her cat suit. Very gently she pulled on the zipper and it slowly parted revealing the swell of Suzzanne’s breasts. Suzzanne protested behind the gag but she continued to pull on the zip until it was just below the heaving bust. Then she slowly slid her hand inside feeling the firm roundness of the agent’s breast. Suzzanne stifled a gasp. “Mmmm warm“said the woman and her fingertips gently began to circle Suzzanne’s nipple. Suzzanne twisted and instinctively flexed her hips pushing up against the woman. “Oh you like that don’t you” and she slid her other hand in pushing back the stretchy material and cupping both breasts forcefully. Suzzanne moaned softly, the cool air of the room made her nipples peak as the woman continued to massage her breasts occasionally pinching, pulling and twisting her nipples.  Suzzanne’s head rocked from side to side and she flexed against the straps, balling her fists, the combination of bondage, helplessness and intrusion was firing her level of arousal and she could feel warmth between her own legs matching that of the woman who straddled her. Smoothly the woman removed one hand from her breast and reached around to cup Suzzanne’s pussy “my that’s got warm” she said “I bet if I took the time to explore a bit further I’d find something that would give away what you are really feeling you naughty little spy!” and with that she hopped down from the table leaving Suzzanne confused and slightly disappointed!. “That’s enough of that, I was obviously right about you, you are just what I am looking for. Right better get started then no time like the present, I’ve got some equipment to prepare so we’ll be meeting up again shortly”, and she turned on her heel and marched out of the room.

Suzzanne lay there for a second slightly flustered and definitely aroused, her breasts rose and fell gently still exposed as the woman had left them.  Despite how she felt she didn’t like the sound of what her captor had in store for her, experiments, equipment, it did not sound like something she was going to enjoy. She knew now struggling was futile and relaxed to conserve her energy not knowing what torments awaited her.