Posted by Don The Rope on August 23, 2004 at 13:03:18:
The Spy Lady
I am Don, a very high official of, what shall be an unnamed agency in our government, intended to gather information about enemy activities all over the world.
We have recently (over the last 1& /12) lost a high number of active agents to one particular enemy agent.
This agent has of course made quite a name for herself, and is the object of both hate and admiration. She has been given the level of legend in the minds of many of our agent, but not for merely the number of agents she had terminated, but the method used to do so.
Most of the agents she terminated were found, naked with a clear plastic bag over their heads. But evidence also showed that she had fucked each agent (both men and women) till their death, while evidence further showed that our agent usually died just after or while having an orgasm. So you can imagine the kind of legend she had become.
Both hated, feared while at the same time desired. I must admit I had on several occasion, while going over the reports containing the details of these agents termination found myself fantasizing what it would be like to die in just such fashion.
Today was normal in every way until I received the call form Emma, one of our top female agents. It seems that she had captured this enemy agent ( Tina ). Tina was captured just as she left a party in which she had terminated Dave, (Emma's partner) in the usual fashion. I directed Emma to bring Tina directly to me.
As Emma arrived with Tina, I must admit that when she entered the room, in spite of her hand cuffs, she exuded sexuality. He appearance as a tall blond with very long legs, accentuated by her short sequenced dress. Her walk was one of confidence and she moved in such a way to make anyone in the room desire her immediately.
Emma was visibly angry at her and I know that it had been with great self control she had resisted killing her on the spot.
Emma: “This bitch terminated Dave sir, I am so sorry I allowed him to go in with her alone, but he assured me he would stay in control at all times”. Emma’s shame and sorrow were both very evident. “I blame my self for not refusing to
allow this sir.”
As I looked at Emma, I said
Don: “Your not to blame Emma, we all know how head strong Dave was, and he is certainly not our first agent to act in an unwise and fatal manner when it concerns agent Tina here”. I could see that Tina was proud of herself and it enraged Emma, who took all this so personally.
Emma: “Let me have her sir, I will make her sorry for the day she ever became a spy”.
Don: “I do not doubt that Emma, but Tina will be taken care of and terminated all in due order, I promise to allow you to view her body after it is finished if you wish agent Emma.”
Emma: let me have 10 minuets with her before you turn her over for interrogation sir, just ten minuets?”
Don: I’m sorry agent Emma, but that will not happen, now your dismissed.” As Agent Emma turned to leave , under protest, she brought her knee up hard into Tina’s stomach. It obviously caught her by surprise and knocked the air out of her… she cursed and staggered, finally falling to her knees. With great delight and pride, the well built and lovely Emma strutted out of the room.
Don: (just as agent Emma reached the door) “Please have the guard outside the door come in for a moment would you Emma?”
Guard: “May I be of assistance sir”?
Don: I want you to stand outside my door (the only possible exit from the room) if it should open, and you see This female agent first, you are to shoot with out asking questions.”
Guard: “Yes sir,” and he exited.
Tina looked at me with her soo sexy eyes with an unspoken question on her face.
Well well Tina, I have hoped for you capture, as you know you are in for two or three weeks of merciless torture and interrogation to be followed by your termination, after we have extracted all the secrets you hold.
I could see that this prospect visibly moved her, although she tried hard to not show her dread of fear.
Don: Tina will you answer me something in perfect honesty? It is of a personal nature and not an intelligence nature?”
Tina: “if it gives no information that wil harm my agency, yes I will be perfectly honest with you.”
Don; Tina you have terminated to many of our agents. (As I said this she straightened with visible pride) And their method of death and condition of the crime scene have driven me to certain conclusions I now want you to confirm.
I paused and rose from my seat behind my desk and walked around the desk to stand near her.
Don; “I believe that you are turned on sexually by the thought of killing some one, I don’t mean just by the sex you have with many of them, but by the very fact of killing them regardless of weather you had sex or not, Am I correct in this conclusion?”
Tina: “MMM yes your right. I’ve had death fantasies since I was a girl of 12. When I became an agent, it was a dream come true.” (As she spoke I could see her trying to reach her pussy ) “I could be a double agent. I could snuff many of their agents long before they suspected I’d switched sides. I care nothing about loyalty to either agency, I just enjoy snuffing people, and I have often had fantasies about snuffing many of them already.”
She was very mater of fact about her answer.
Don: “Well Tina, that’s not going to happen. Now let me ask you further. It’s my understanding that a few times our agent nearly killed you, and by your pure sexuality, you turn it around on them. My question is this, when you believed you were about to die, did the prospect of your own death turn you on as much as the thought of killing them did?”
Tina: “Your very perceptive, (she said as her cuffed hands tried to touch her breast) If one of them had refused to give into my charms and went ahead and snuffed my, I believe I would have died in orgasm, just as did many of them.”
“Don: Well then Tina. My guess was right. Tina I like many of my agents have also fantasized about fucking you and seeing for my self if you were a good at sex as your fable has promised. And based on my lust I am going to make you an offer, that if you choose to accept it, would spare you the weeks if torture before you death.”
Tina was very interested as I talked.
Tina: Well Don lets hear you offer, I am already intrigued.”
Don: What I offer in place of the torture and death, is an immediate erotic death.
What will be required of you is simply to make love to me, and allow me to experience first hand your expertise in pleasing your sexual partner. But as I enjoy your body, I will also be killing you with a clear plastic bag over your head. Will you accept this offer or take your natural fate as a captured enemy agent?”
Tina: (with out hesitation ) “I told you I have no loyalty to the agency. My loyalty is to my personal fulfillment. Yes Don I accept you offer, when will my deatha dn your pleasure take place?’
Don: (as I moved closer to her) “Right now Tina” ( I leaned over and kissed hor lips and she passionately returned the kiss)
I broke off the kiss and went and pulled a hidden bed out of the wall. Then I set behind my desk once again. I took out a gun from my desk and then invided her to come to me. She came and I ,while holding the gun on her, I un cuffed her.
Don: ‘Now undress for me dear, then I will re cuff you, for my safety. I’m ssure you understand since our agents were all bound as they died.”
Tina: “I understand perfectly.”
She said , then she began to undo her sequenced dress. She allowed it to drop at her feet revealing the sexiest goddess like lady I had ever beheld. As she stepped out of her dress she was left wearing white thigh high hose with a garter belt, and a white bra designed more to please the viewer than anything else. And please me she did… I could feel my cock growing in anticipation. Realizing she was on display, she then turned around revealing her full, shapely, firm ass cheeks with only the thong thread to hide anything. She was very observant too.
Tina: “I assume all this will be taped for your future viewing. Am I correct dear?’
Here use of the word dear to me, her killer made me realize even more the depth of her death fantasy.
I got up from the desk, still holding the gun on her and told her to turn around with her hands behind her this time, so I could replace the cuffs. She willingly obeyed. As I cuffed her hands I noticed her hands were very beautiful and sexy too. To bad I had to take them out of play here. I then turned and put the gun back into my desk and walked to the bed, leading her as I went. I can not explain the heavenly way she moved as we walked the short distance. I opened the drawer of the table next to the bed and pulled out a clear plastic bag and a long silk scarf, laying them on the table for future use.
Don: “There’s no use rushing this for either of our sakes Tina Dear.” Since she had used the term dear I returned the favor.
As I set down on the bed, she came nearer willingly, even anxiously, and knelt on her knees in front of me. With out my telling her too she leaned over and aimed for my cock with her open mouth.
Don: “you hurt me dear and all you get is the torture chamber again”
Tina: I am not going to hurt you dear, now trust me to keep my promise because I would rather die, erotically while you pleasure me, than be tortured.
With this she proceeded to take my waiting cock into her mouth and expertly bring me to the very brink if exploding… she then with drew her mouth. Looking up at me she said.
Tina: “Lets save that for when your inside me shall we Don, my killer?’
Never had I heard the words “My killer” used in such a sexy fashion, and it sent shivers through my body nearly as powerful as her mouth fuck had done.
I then lay back onto the bed and told her to mount me as I faced up. She willingly and oh so sexily worked her way onto the bed and squatting over my huge cock she paused. I looked at her parted legs and seen her wet panties.
Tina: “Will you move my panties to the side for me my killer, I seem to be a little tied up at the moment.”
Her ability to make this just like we were a newly married couple about to consummate their wedding, made me hornier than I ever remember being, I knew the hard part for me was going to be not to squirt my cum into her early like a newly wed groom might do.
I moved the panties aside and she lowered herself, catching my hand in her wetness as she set, everything this sex machine did was calculated to thrill both me and her.
I took the opportunity to feel her wetness and hear her moan I did. She was turned on and ready for what ever I wanted. She began to move up and down, bring me instant pleasure.
Tina: “Don, had it ever occurred to you, to keep me as your personal sex slave and snuff me when ever you wanted. That way your could enjoy my honey anytime you wished. And for your favor I would give you some important secrets from my agency each time, making it worth my continued existence.”
She was always thinking, and the high state of ecstasy I was in made this offer sound very appealing to me. I now understood how so many of our top agents had become fatally careless in her presents, I wondered what propositions she had made that turned the table saving her live and costing some of them theirs, when she was near death, and still came out the only survivor. I found myself weighing the merits of her offer when I with out a word of response to her thought, reached over and took the bag off the table.
As her eyes watched as my hand picked up the bag, to my surprise, she began to go into orgasm. It was as if she had deeply hoped I refused her offer , so she could finally find out what it would be like to realize her long held death fantasy. As I raised it toward her face, she leaned over making it easier for me to get the bag over her head. Then I grabbed the Scarf and tied it securely, assuring she could get no more air than what was inside the bag.
Tina: So you are to finally be my last lover?’ she said as the bag began to contract and expand with her sexually increased breathing. She began to move, it seemed, form one orgasm to another.
I took my hands and pulled them down form the scarf to her bouncing breast. As I rolled her erect nipples between my thumb and finger, I realized she was not being truthful to me. I was not her final lover, Death was. It did not matter who was inside her she would be exploding in orgasm if she knew she was about to die.
I can not describe how great this experience was for me. Her motions were nothing less than perfect, and even in her ecstasy she never forgot to pleasure me. She was all that legend had made her out to be and more. As I was lost in my own pleasure I noticed she was beginning to sway back and forth. Then I realized she was out of air, and growing weak. I reached and steadied her, noticing that all of her efforts were going into humping me. Her Orgasms seemed to continue, but her other body functions were growing near an end. Her pussy muscles were milking my cock better than I had ever received, and it was then I stopped fighting it and allowed myself to explode inside her dying pussy.
She started to fall forward now and I held her up with my hands on her shoulders as my cock emptied its self inside her. Finally her head dropped. I allowed her body to lower gently and lay on top of mind… I reached up and raised her head so I could give her a kiss through the bag that was taking her very life as I kissed her. She moaned and moved gently a few more times then the death jerks begin. I reached around her body and un cuffed her arms. They fell gently to my side. I now pushed her limp and yielding body off me and onto her back to lye motionless beside my own exhausted body.
I remember thinking, what would it have been like if I had taken her up on her offer to be my sex slave. I know she would have waited any opportunity to turn the tables on me as she had on so many of my agents. But it might have been worth it.
Don