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CHAPTER 4
A Shocking Experience!
Suzzanne’s head swam as she became aware of her surroundings, she wasn’t in the jungle anymore but standing in what appeared to be an elegant lounge, modern leather sofas faced an ornate stone grate, picture windows looked out over an extensive manicured garden to a wall with the jungle beyond. The walls where covered with pieces of art, oil and watercolours, some she thought she recognised as well known pieces. Occasional tables and a bureau stood against the walls. She looked down, the sofas stood around a deep cream rug but she was standing on a polished dark hardwood floor. A feeling of cool air moving over her skin made her realise she was of course naked and as she began to move she felt the hold of the obligatory restraints, however she had expected no less, these people, Goldhill, knew her well enough to know what she was capable of. Looking up she saw her wrists were held in padded leather cuffs closed with a small brass padlocks and linked to the end of a spreader bar which in turn was attached to a braided steel cable which fastened to a eyebolt in the ceiling. Looking down she was somewhat surprised to find she was wearing black hold ups! These villains and their fetishes! More padded cuffs where attached to another spreader keeping her feet apart and to top it of she was balanced on a pair of black patent platform stripper shoes which when combined with spreader made keeping her balance none too easy. Still she wasn’t gagged and somebody had taken the time to clean her up but she could feel the deep ache in her limbs and muscles from the beating she had been given in the camp. She took more time to take in her surrounding, for once the room didn’t look too threatening, she had been held captive before and invariably the room had held shelves of whips, dildo’s and instruments of torture, this room just looked like a well appointed sitting room, however she knew appearances could be deceptive.
The door opened and Suzzanne shuffled round to face a slim tanned woman. Suzzanne had never seen the woman before and scanned her up and down. She was about Suzzanne’s height but slimmer and had the jet black hair and dark complexion common to the region. Her hair was in a ponytail and she wore a crisp white blouse and cream jodhpurs over shiny black riding boots, as she walked towards the suspended agent she removed her fitted tan riding gloves. “Good Morning Miss Midsummer” she said as Suzzanne detected a faint Latin accent, “I understand you are interested in our operations here?”
Suzzanne thought quickly, the equipment she had been carrying and her attire made it clear she could not claim to be there for some legitimate reason, plus Goldhill knew her and her M.I.7 status.
As the core of the British Intelligence services, M.I.5 and M.I.6 had traditionally dealt with national and international espionage and sensitive “political” issues respectively and whilst competitive had always had a grudging regard for each other, but the emergence of dangerous domestic and worldwide terrorist groups had their resources virtually tied down keeping tabs on hundreds of groups each with weird and often extreme agendas. In addition the fall of the Soviet Union had given a huge boost to international crime and the risk of nuclear weapons becoming available on the black arms market. The Governments solution had been form another section, M.I.7 to deal with crime related threats and attempts at world domination.
At first, as always M.I.7 was derided, the butt of jokes about supervillians and secret bases full of uniformed henchmen, however a plot to try and seal all the world’s gold vaults using some form of Electro magnetic pulse forcing a global financial crisis and an attempt mind control the British Government was enough to make the other services realise there was a credible threat from well funded madmen!
As an M.I.7 field agent, Suzzanne had a broad knowledge of field craft, espionage techniques, martial arts, weapons training, surveillance, survival ,assassination and other skills continually taught and updated in M.I.7’s classrooms or in the field through experience and survival! Goldhill had been a double agent working high up in the U.S. intelligence Services until Suzzanne had exposed him; he knew full what the deployment of such an agent meant.
The woman turned towards a low table to retrieve a cigarette from a silver box, as she turned she bent forward slightly and Suzzanne noted her jodhpurs were almost sprayed on as they tightened across her peach shaped derriere. She lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply and slowly before blowing a cloud of blue smoke into the room.
“So what were you looking for Agent Midsummer?”
Suzzanne said nothing.
“Come come, you must have something to say, to parachute into the jungle and spy on our activities, your government must want to know very much?
Suzzanne stayed tight lipped. The woman breathed another cloud into the air and shifted her position placing her weight on one leg and sticking out her hip. Suzzanne could not help but notice the way the tight trousers outlined the shape of her sex. The woman moved around behind her and she felt her breath on her neck “Nothing to say, very well then “she whispered in her ear as her manicured hand slid round and gripped Suzzanne’s throat pushing her head backwards, as she squeezed she placed a booted foot on the spreader bar between her ankles to prevent her kicking out. Her other hand came up and cupped Suzzanne’s breast, gently hefting and squeezing it before the red nailed fingers came together and began rolling her nipple.
“You resisted Goldhill’s beatings but I can be more persuasive and I will break you”.
The hand around her throat was tight and she could hear her own blood pumping in her head and a faint pinkness around the edges of her vision, she tried to twist but the woman’s grip on her was strong as she began to squash and twist the nipple. “Nnnngggg” moaned the agent. The woman could feel Suzzanne’s body tense and quiver like a trapped animal and she continued her assault before releasing her grip and pushing Suzzanne away. Suzzanne staggered, the restraints hampering her balance and she sucked in air in great gasps.
“Now Agent Midsummer, what were you looking for?”
“A psycho Latino dyke with a penchant for camel toe!” gasped Suzzanne twisting around to face her antagonist.
The woman smirked, “Very well if that’s your attitude, we’ll begin immediately” and as she walked past Suzzanne to a wooden sideboard she landed a vicious punch to the agents midriff, “OooooPHHH” the wind knocked from her, she would normally have been forced to double up from the blow but in her suspended position she just spun around. Coming up behind her the woman landed another punch into her kidneys, at the same time as grabbing her hair and pulling her head back.
NNNaaaargh! moaned Suzzanne as the woman reached around and slipped a ball gag between her lips and forcing it behind her teeth, “Don’t want to disturb the neighbours do we “ mocked the woman as she buckled the gag tight before tightening the chin strap and fastening the leather panel across Suzzanne’s ball spread lips. “ NNmmmm, Nnnnmmmm” came the muffled response.
Suzzanne felt her ankles pulled backwards as the woman grabbed the spreader bar and looking down she saw the woman attaching an upright to the centre of the bar. She felt a click as it locked into place and the woman tugged at it checking it was secure. Next the woman began to fasten a crescent shaped device to the top of the upright and Suzzanne saw with dismay that the crescent mounted two black dildos, the front one was about eight inches long but thick, the shaft look knobbly like it contained dozens of balls, the smaller dildo was about half the length and thickness but had the same knobbly surface. Suzzanne began to struggle, “MMmmmmph, Mmmmmmmmmm” she moaned.
“Too late now Agent Midsummer, you had a chance to co-operate but you decided to be a smart mouth!”
She liberally coated both devices with lubricant until they were slick and shiny and then she began to slide them up towards Suzzanne’s naked spread sex. The woman was holding the upright steady with one hand whilst pressing down, this had the effect of preventing Suzzanne from moving her he feet as she teetered on the high heeled platforms. With the other hand she directed the first device against Suzzanne’s pussy , its oily tip slipping easily between her lips and inside her, she grunted through the gag as her pussy began to fill and as it slid deeper the second device began to press against its intended target, moving her hand slightly the woman spread Suzzanne’s buttocks and pushed the device upwards, Suzzanne’s protestations raised slightly in pitch before it slipped inside with an oily squelch and she was impaled on both dildo’s. The woman continued to push the intruders as deep as possible the crescent base hard against the agent’s soft underside before inserting a locking pin to hold the device in place. Suzzanne tottered on the heels now as they formed the base of a triangle the dildo’s filling her pussy and anus creating the apex, she was completely unable to bend her knees without forcing the devices deeper and as she tried to keep her balance they pushed and jostled inside her.
“MMmmmmm, Mmmmmph!” she moaned trying all the time to keep her balance.
“Not so smart now?” said the woman and she reached forward grabbing Suzzanne’s nipples and pulled them roughly, jerking the woman about. Suzzanne screamed into the gag as she was pulled of balance. Picking up a small remote the woman pressed some buttons with a manicured nail and the dildo’s buzzed into life, the powerful motors causing the dozens of steel balls to oscillate under the soft rubber skin massaging and kneading the walls of her sex and rectum. She squirmed and twisted which only made it more intense and a long soft muffled moan emanated from behind the gag. Suzzanne struggled for a moment to regain her composure, she could resist this, she’d suffered worse and she closed her eyes to begin focusing her mind. Then she felt something lightly flick her nipple, once then twice, opening her eyes she saw the woman standing before her with a long thin supple straight whip the tip of which was flicking her nipple. “No mind games Agent Midsummer, pay attention” and the whip flicked across her exposed flank. She squealed a muffled squeal and arched her body sideways forgetting the lower half of her body was pinioned and as she did so the gyrating dildos pushed deeper into her. Before she could straighten up the whip flicker across her other flank and she twisted again instinctively. The woman continued to land stinging flicks up and down her flanks causing her to bounce and twist like some naked bondage piñata. All the time the dildo’s where stimulating her most sensitive areas bringing her closer to orgasm. The woman moved to stand at right angles to the agent and then began alternating strikes on her breast, tummy and Mons and her buttocks. She was particularly skilled at hitting Suzzanne’s pert nipples which soon began to sting and burn making them all the more prominent. All the time her movements to avoid the stinging blows pumped and pulled the dildos in an out of her sex, stimulating her , building to the point where the orgasm crashed over her and she jerked spectacularly in restraints all the muscles tensing into definition as she made hissing forced expirations from behind the panel gag.
The woman stopped the beating as Suzzanne came but as soon as it was obvious it had passed she began again, this time slowly circling the agent landing strike after strike all over her pink streaked flesh. It only took three or four minutes of this treatment and the dildo’s each time to bring Suzzanne to orgasm again and again and again. After half an hour the agent hung limply in the wrist straps, silent except for her muffled panting, the fifth or was it sixth orgasm having just ravaged her body. The woman retrieved a small vial from the sideboard and releasing the leather panel covering her mouth forced the nozzle of the vial past the ball at the corner of her mouth and squeezed in the contents of the vial. Suzzanne spluttered but had no alternative but to swallow the bitter liquid as the woman replaced the panel. The woman whispered in her ear, “It’s a stimulant to stop you passing out, should last”, she paused “three of four hours” and she laughed. Suzzanne looked up despairingly at the wrist cuffs, twisting and turning them, three or four hours, oh shit!
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