"Good job, both of you," said Deuce as he scanned his eyes between the two stunning women sitting before him. Sydney Savage and Abbey Chase sat in adjacent leather chairs in front of the gray-haired man's desk as he debriefed them. "I'm glad to see that you were able to recover the weapons before they fell into the wrong hands, and bring the people responsible to justice," he reiterated.
"Yeah well, it was nothing," joked Sydney as she stretched her arms above her head, causing her tight black leather body suit to squeak.
"Watch the attitude," Deuce politely warned. "I don't want any sort of ego clashes in this organization."
"Yes sir," both women said in unison.
"Dismissed then," said Deuce as he waved both of them out of his office.
Sydney and Abbey casually walked out of the office, and closed the doors behind them before Sydney gripped Abbey's arm and began whispering to her. "What's wrong Abbey? You've been acting a tad weird since, you know that little mission."
"Nothing. Nothing is wrong," insisted Abbey.
"Aww, come on love, you never were that great at faking anything."
"Fuck off Sydney," said Abbey as she shook off Sydney's grip. "Not everything is your damn business."
"Sorry, it's just that I thought maybe you felt it too."
"Felt what?"
"You know, you saying you never have, a desire?" asked Sydney in a slightly seductive voice. Her arm slowly worked its way around Abbey's slender torso to hook her by the small of her back.
"What, what do you mean?" stuttered Abbey as she found herself being gently pushed against the wall by the weight of Sydney's body. Their breasts were almost touching, separated only by the thin layers of clothes they wore. They lips were already mere inches apart, they could feel the intensity of their breaths increase.
"I think about it sometimes," admitted Sydney as she gently stroked Abbey's taut stomach, laid bare by the short t-shirt she wore. "The time we fucked in the gym, or afterwards in the hot tub. And then we just walked away."
"It was a one-night stand." replied Abbey, her voice becoming ragged as Sydney's fingers slowly began to creep beneath the waistband of her pants. Already she could feel the sensitive skin beneath her panties tingle from gentle brushes of Sydney's nails.
"Yeah, but normally a one-night stand means you never see the person again, but I see you everyday. We train sometimes, we get hot and sweaty and touch each other. And we practically shower together."
"We don't touch in the shower!"
"Yes, but we're naked and wet. And don't tell me you never saw me naked in the shower. Because I see you naked all the time. And sometimes I see that look in your eyes, the same look I saw in the gym before we..."
"Fuck off!" Abbey snapped, pushing Sydney to the floor. Sydney landed on her ass with a grunt, and both women stared at each other, their breaths both coming in chest-heaving pants. "I'm sorry," Abbey abruptly apologized before quickly walking down the hall, without helping Sydney up.
Abbey opened the secured door to her room and walked in. She didn't bother to turn on the light, and the windows were shut. Only the dim light of a nearby computer terminal kept her from bumping into the furniture. In the darkness, she pulled her t-shirt over her head, her breasts bouncing freely, erect nipples visible even in the dim light. Abbey then removed her boots, socks, and peeled off her tight leather pants. Naked except for her white panties, Abbey made sure her door was securely locked and sat at her computer terminal. She tilted her monitor so that if someone stood in the doorway they would not see what she was looking at, and then tentatively spread her thighs apart.
She opened a program she had hidden deeply in her computer profile, then typed in the long password when prompted.
"FUCKMENOWSYDNEY," whispered Abbey, reciting her password, sweat beading down her beautiful face and heaving breasts as she waited breathlessly for the program to load.
A video of Sydney emerging from the facility swimming pool began to play, taken by the facility's security camera that Abbey had hacked into. Abbey bit her lip and watched as Sydney panted, her breasts heaving erratically within the confines of her tight, black bikini top. Her hair was matted down and water dripped from her every sensual curve. Abbey sat closer to the monitor and listened intently to Sydney's pants, they sounded almost as sensual as the pants of ecstasy she made when she made love. Abbey's right hand was fixated on her mouse while her left crept towards her trembling pussy. She dug beneath the waistband of her panties and began to stroke her vagina, gently at first, but more vigorously as the next video began.
The next video began with Sydney in the shower, although this one was the result of Abbey hiding a small hidden camera inside the shower head. Abbey had watched this video meticulously dozens of times, but this time seemed different. For just a second, she could have sworn the naked, wet Sydney in the shower was staring right at her, beckoning her with a sly wink and her sensual pouting lips. Abbey watched the video breathlessly, unable to move a muscle except for her left hand, which vigorously stroked and fondled her clitoris. She licked her lips sumptuously and her mouth remained open, as if awaiting something to enter. She questioned her sanity as she continued watching, waiting hopelessly for the moment when Sydney would whisper her name.
The program then abruptly ended, terminating as it was designed to upon completion. Abbey moaned softly and her body fell backwards in her chair as she felt her self-induced climax. Abbey leaned back, her hair cascading behind her, her bare breasts bobbing with her heavy breaths, her bare nipples stiff and wet with perspiration. Her white panties stuck to her body like a second skin after becoming drenched with sweat and love honey. After she slipped out of her panties she crawled nude into bed, her hand trembling as she resisted the urge to pleasure herself once again. She closed her eyes and the ravishing face of Sydney Savage stared back at her with pursed lips and seductive eyes.
"Fuck me now, Sydney," whispered Abbey in a quiet plea.
Sydney was lying down on her bed when the nearby monitor illuminated with life, and Silicon Valerie's face appeared.
"Syd? Syd?" said Val.
"Right here Val," replied Sydney, continuing to stare up at the ceiling.
"Well, I'd appreciate if you showed yourself, just so I know you're there," insisted Val.
Sydney sighed and stood up, revealing she was topless, only her black silk panties prevented Val from seeing here completely naked.
"Oh geez Syd!" blurted Val as she turned away. "When are you going to start acting with some decency around here?!"
Sydney sat down and tilted the small camera on the monitor so that her breasts were out of view.
"Less distracting?" asked Sydney with sarcasm in her voice.
"Yeah yeah, better," replied Val as she peeked out of her left eye.
"What is it Val? I was busy," said Sydney, leaving the details of her activities up to Valerie's imagination.
Val paused, shocked at what Sydney had just implied, but quickly regained her composure and spoke. "Deuce wants to see you and Abbey in his office. I tried calling Abbey but her computer seems to be broken or something, or at least busy."
"I'll get her, don't worry about it, tell Deuce I'll be there in a moment" said Sydney as she turned off the monitor and began to get dressed.
"We've been receiving strange signals from the jungle in South America. But we haven't been able to pinpoint their exact location," said Deuce.
"I see," said Sydney as she listened intently. She was the only one at this debriefing, for she decided not to let Abbey know about this debriefing and instead told Deuce she wasn't feeling up to another mission so soon.
"We have been able to narrow it down to about here," explained Deuce as he pointed his finger to an area on the large map behind him.
"That's still a large area to cover."
"Yes, it is. But based on the signal fragments we have been able to intercept, whoever is sending them is using advanced encryption algorithms. Even we can't break them."
"Really? Not even Val can do it?"
"Not even."
"So you're suspecting more than just simple terrorists?"
"That's why it's important we investigate," Deuce emphasized. "And where the hell is Abbey?"
"I'll brief Abbey on the details myself, the last mission took a lot out of her, she needs her rest," said Sydney.
"Well, all right then. Just tell her what I told you," said Deuce.
South America
The sun was at its peak over the humid, lush jungle. It illuminated the area as best it could through the dense foliage above, but it did little good. The plant life was so lush and thick, Sydney could barely see two feet in front of her before being confronted by another wall of dense leaves. She grunted as she took another swipe with her machete, her arm was sore from the non-stop chopping required. Sweat beaded off her body, from her arms, to her thighs and abdomen, all laid bare by the outfit she wore. Her leather body stocking was inappropriate for the humidity that hung on the air, so she wore a pair of khaki shorts and a black halter top, which was tied with a large knot between her breasts. Sydney's skin was soaked with so much moisture from the humidity and her perspiration that her clothes were soaked, and her hair was matted down against her scalp. Sydney paused as the heat exhaustion overpowered her for a moment, she closed her eyes and sighed, the air she breathed was so hot it burned as it entered her lungs. She blindly undid the knot of her halter top, letting the unfastened garment hang loosely over her breasts. She felt some sense of relief, heat was no longer being trapped by the fabric, nor were her luscious breasts, which swayed beneath her and dripped with excess perspiration. Sydney was hardly a shy girl about her sexuality, but she willingly undid her top because she didn't expect to find anyone there to gawk at her.
Cutting through the undergrowth became such a routine that it took Sydney a moment to realize her last swing had faced serious resistance, as well as causing the sound of metal clashing upon something hard. Puzzled by the break in routine, she parted the leaves immediately before her and saw she had hit a stone wall. She followed the edge of the wall carefully, almost losing it at several places as the vegetation began to grow thicker between them. Finally she reached the edge of the wall and carefully peered around the corner. There was a large metal door, rusted heavily from the moist jungle air. Sydney looked around to survey her area, and saw the wall she had been following was part of a large castle-like fortress. Faint sounds came from within the walls, Sydney couldn't decipher them but they sounded almost like radio transmissions. After a few steps backwards a massive transmission antennae was revealed to the lovely spy.
"Bingo," she quietly whispered. Her lips had just closed when she gasped at the feeling of a sudden, brief jolt of pain in her left arm. Sydney looked and saw a feathered dart was embedded in her flesh. Pulling it out desperately, she cursed herself and put her body into a battle ready stance. She immediately found however, the stance was impossible to maintain, for she already felt her balance slipping away. Her body wobbled and her vision blurred, and just for a few seconds she heard footsteps before falling to the ground in a lifeless heap.
For a few more seconds, Sydney could faintly hear the sounds of the jungle around her, but her vision was filled with blurred shapes and lights. Suddenly a golden blob appeared in her peripheral vision and she faintly heard a familiar voice.
"Sydney," the feminine voice said in a condescending tone.
Danger Girl HQ
"Sydney went on a mission by herself?!" Deuce yelled.
"Ummm, apparently," replied Val, embarrassingly. "When she left, she said she told Abbey all about it and she was waiting for her in the hangar."
"So J.C., why the hell didn't you stop her from going alone?!" Deuce asked the lovely brown-haired woman standing beside Val.
"Well sir, I thought that Sydney was going on a solo mission, at least that's what she told me," said J.C., the recently recruited mechanic.
"Doesn't anybody around here read the logs?! We're all supposed to know everything about everyone at all times!"
Abbey silently stared at Deuce for a moment, his sentence echoed throughout her mind. If she had listened to her impulses, she would have jumped up and admitted how she and Sydney were not comfortable being with each other at the moment, due to intense sexual tension. But her mind was always more of a rational one, and she took a moment to compose herself before standing up to speak.
"Sir, I'll go find Sydney," said Abbey. She tried her best to look and sound professional in her delivery, but she couldn't help but notice how Val, J.C. and Deuce all stared at her with a slightly surprised look on their faces.
South America
The first thing Sydney noticed upon regaining consciousness was how cold her surroundings were compared to the hot jungles she had just become accustomed to. She lifted her head weakly from her chest, and was immediately greeted with a blank stone wall. Out of the sides of her eyes, she could see that she was in a small stone cell, with a single light bulb somewhere behind her providing illumination. The dart's tranquilizer was still affecting her body and senses, which was why it took her a moment to realize her arms were chained above her head, and her feet were just barely touching the ground. Sydney looked up and saw a steel loop through which a heavy chain hung, each end attached to manacles which bit into her wrists. Sydney had been in situations like this before, but in this case, she had absolutely no idea who did this to her, although the last voice she heard haunted her as being familiar.
"Sydney," the voice suddenly said again. Sydney was not sure if this was just her mind or was someone truly behind her. A hand was suddenly felt on her shoulder and she was spun around, to face the woman she expected to see.
"Natalia," Sydney attempted to growl, although it came out more as a weak cry.
"Sydney," said Natalia once more as she caressed Sydney's chin with her right hand. "You always did strike me as the team slut, good thing it's 'Danger Girl' or we'd never get any work done. You'd probably be off sucking cock all day. Or, maybe you wouldn't let such a thing like gender get in the way of fucking your teammates, hmm?"
"Come now Natalia, you didn't tranq me and chain me up just to talk about how much you want to fuck me do you?" smiled Sydney.
"Maybe," whispered Natalia as she slipped her hands beneath Sydney's undone halter top to fondle her captive's bare breasts.
"What, what are you, no stop it," moaned Sydney as Natalia licked up her throbbing neck, her hands were vigorously kneading Sydney's tender tits, milking and squeezing them until Sydney's nipples ached.
"I always loved how sexy you looked in that leather catsuit," murmured Natalia, "I could tell how much you wanted to be fucked, you were just an inch short of begging for it."
"That's, that's not true," replied Sydney as she felt Natalia slip away her halter top, leaving her naked from the waist up.
"And you're not telling me you wore leather so much just because it was comfortable? And you needed to keep it zipped so your titties showed? And you carried a whip because it was a practical weapon?" Natalia mocked as she knelt before Sydney and slowly peeled away her shorts. The blonde woman smiled as she saw Sydney had not worn underwear.
"Saves me a bit of work," she said before plunging her mouth into Sydney's womanhood.
"No, stop..." Sydney moaned, squirming in her bonds as she felt Natalia's tongue probe deeper inside of her.
"Stop lying to yourself, you like this don't you?" said Natalia as she sucked on Sydney's tender labia.
"No stop..." Sydney moaned, her protests cut off with a soft sigh of ecstasy as Natalia's tongue stroked her engorged clitoris. The blonde woman's head began bobbing at Sydney's crotch as she licked up and down the pink slit of Sydney's cunt, her tongue sliding in and out between her hot lips. Natalia groped Sydney's buttocks, forcing Sydney harder and harder against her as she ate out Sydney's sweet pussy. Sydney felt her legs spread apart, partly by Natalia's efforts but at least partially by Sydney's as well. Sydney rested her legs on Natalia's shoulders, trapping her blonde tormentor's head between them.
Sydney moaned, her body shaking and her bare nipples stiff as arousal spread through her body. Natalia fastened her lips around Sydney's sensitive clitoris, and began sucking until Sydney could barely breathe. Her legs rocked and her pelvis shuddered, her head turning from side to side as rapture enveloped her senses. With a whimpering moan Sydney climaxed, her chains tinkling as her body wobbled and then stiffened, her stomach clenching as honey erupted from her pussy.
Sydney looked down at Natalia between her legs as the blonde woman's head shifted, licking up and down Sydney's silky thighs to devour the trails of honey. Natalia stood up, licking some excess juices off her lips but leaving some on her chin before kissing Sydney warmly on the lips, forcing her wet tongue inside to stroke Sydney's. Sydney weakly accepted Natalia's attentions, letting her slack lips and tongue become ravaged.
"Maybe I'll let you sleep with me in my room if you behave yourself," Natalia whispered as she sucked ravenously on Sydney's tongue, giving Sydney a taste of her own vagina.
"Natalia!" a male voice echoed through the halls.
"Bastards," cursed Natalia as she wiped Sydney's honey and saliva from her lips. "I have to do everything myself. I'll be right back though," she smiled before kissing Sydney roughly on the lips one last time and departing her cell.
"What is it now you shitheads?" Natalia asked, exasperation was evident in her voice.
"We've increased our radar perimeter as you requested, and we spotted an aircraft flying towards us," replied a technician sitting at his console.
"Shoot it down," ordered Natalia nonchalantly.
"Are you sure?" the technician asked, somewhat shocked at Natalia's cold attitude.
"Yes I'm fucking sure!" Natalia exclaimed. "Just do it now and don't bother me unless there's something important!"
"Yes ma'am!" the technician said as he gave the okay to a group of awaiting soldiers.
Abbey flew the one-person aircraft over the dense jungle, her eyes scanning the lands of endless green while her instruments scanned for radio frequencies, abnormal heat sources and high decibel noises. With all the instruments at work, Abbey scanned the jungle more to admire its beauty rather than mission purposes. The sight of all the lush growth, coupled with the humid conditions, made Abbey think about primitive jungle natives, like the ones she had seen during her days as an archaeologist. She recollected some of the rituals she had seen, and how they lived their daily life. Abbey found herself closing her eyes, and she was back in the jungle, the humid air burning her lungs as she breathed, putting a film of moisture over her skin, while the sounds of jungle life echoed throughout the endless plant growth. A small pond was before her, its surface still like polished glass. Abbey knew the natives bathed here regularly, so she peeled off her sweat-soaked tank top, took off her boots, socks, shorts, and after a moment of hesitation, her panties. Abbey walked into the water until she was about waist-high in water, enjoying how unusually cool the water was. She splashed a handful over her breasts, sighing as they already began cooling off her heated body. Holding her breath, she dove completely beneath the surface, emerging seconds later. The water felt wonderful over her skin, leaving its embrace was like leaving the embrace of a lover.
Suddenly Abbey heard a noise, a rustling in some nearby plants. Nervously, Abbey slowly turned around, and immediately before her a shape burst out of the water. Abbey fell backward, falling back beneath the water's surface for a moment. She quickly came back up, to see a naked woman standing in front of her.
"Sydney," whispered Abbey as she recognized the stunning beauty.
The two women immediately embraced and began to share a ravenous kiss, the water around them splashed with the erratic movements of their bodies.
Abbey snapped out of her dream when the beeping sounds of her aircraft's radar went off. It took her a few seconds to remember where she was, what she was doing, and what those sounds meant. A few seconds too late, to do anything about the missiles heading for her.
"I haven't seen a woman in ages other than that Natalia bitch," said the guard as he advanced on Sydney. "And I don't think I've ever seen a woman as fucking hot as you."
"Well, one quickie with me makes up for all the lost time," moaned Sydney as she writhed seductively in her bonds. "You want to know what I'll do to you?"
"Oh yeah," answered the guard excitedly.
"Well, if I were unchained," Sydney paused, making sure her first point got across, "I'd suck on your cock. You've probably got a nice big cock, and I bet I couldn't fit it all in my mouth, but then I'm really good so maybe I could. I'd keep sucking you off, until you come in my mouth, and I'd swallow every last drop. I love the taste of cock," Sydney half-closed her eyes and licked her lips slowly at the guard, who twitched as his cock began growing stiff.
"I'm not finished," whispered Sydney. "Then I'd push you to the floor, and then I'd spread my legs wide open. Then I can get that big, throbbing cock inside me. Then I'd ride you, and then you can come inside me."
"Oh fuck!" exclaimed the guard as he fumbled with a key ring on his belt. He quickly unchained Sydney's arms and pushed her to her knees. He grasped her head, digging his fingers deep into her rich, brown tresses and forced her face against his crotch.
"Let's see how much you like cock," the guard smirked.
Sydney unzipped the guard's pants, freeing his erect cock. She opened her mouth and enveloped the guard's long, veined pole. The guard groaned with delight, the voracious woman devoured his meat, he could feel her tongue slide across his entire length while her mouth continued to suck hungrily. He thrust his hips while pushing Sydney against him, until her nose was buried in his dark pubic hair.
Sydney moaned erotically with the cock in her mouth, drool ran down her chin as her caressing lips slid up and down the guard's member. She almost caused the guard to scream with pleasure as she began to fondle his testicles gently with a free hand, causing him to dig his fingers deeper into her skull and thrust harder with his hips until he climaxed between Sydney's lips. Sydney moaned with satisfaction and opened her eyes at the guard, staring up at him lovingly while she swallowed his load, letting some of it fall from her lips to her heaving, naked breasts.
"So good, and such a big load," Sydney purred. "I want you inside me now," Sydney moaned.
The guard laid on his back, his cock jutting up from Sydney's attentions. Sydney languidly mounted the guard, spreading her thighs open and positioning the entrance to her warm pussy over the tip of the guard's cock. Leaning her weight down, Sydney impaled herself on the guard, moaning with pleasure as the veined pole slid up her vagina, caressing her slick, inner walls. Resting her hands on her lover's chest, she bounced her hips against his, sliding the cock up and down her womanhood, feeling it penetrate deeper and deeper each time she let herself rest on the guard. The guard bucked with his hips in time with Sydney, groaning with pleasure and disbelief that such a beautiful prisoner would so wantonly fuck him. He reached up and cupped her buttocks, squeezing the silky mounds of flesh while using them to push her harder onto his cock. Sydney reached behind her and rested her hands on top of the guards on the swell of the flanks, entwining her delicate fingers with his, pushing with all her might until her cunt lips enveloped his entire length.
"Come on, fill me like you did before!" Sydney panted, her tits flopping in time with her erotic humping motions. She put her hands into her lush, sweaty hair as her began grunting with each of her thrusts, her desire for climax overpowering any signs of restraint.
The lovers continued thrusting and moaning for moments that they hoped would stretch forever, until they both arched their back and their sensual moans turned into a unified duet of pleasure as they climaxed in unison. Sydney arched her back, her tits thrusting forward and her long hair spilling behind her back in cascades as she felt her vaginal muscles tighten possessively around the meatpole inside her. The guard rolled his head from side to side, his fists clenching as he climaxed inside Sydney, her vagina sucking every drop of his cum inside her, while he could feel her feminine honey spill down his entire length.
Sydney writhed on top of the guard, her hands roaming over her body, caressing her belly, her tits, and hair as pleasure surfed inside of her. Slowly she pulled herself off the guard and laid on top of him, stroking his bare chest with her fingers.
"Help me escape," purred Sydney as she stroked the guard's flaccid cock with her free hand, causing it to regain some of its hardness. "I'll be your whore if we run away together, we can fuck like this every day, all day," she continued, suddenly moving on all fours and arching her back, letting her luscious breasts dangle in front of the guard's face.
The guard was silent except for his heavy panting, his mind was conflicted as to what to say in response. Sydney noticed his hesitation and positioned herself over his cock again, just so the tip was touching the wet entrance to her vagina.
"Yes! Yes!" he groaned. "We'll both go today!"
"At least you will, anyway," suddenly a feminine voice said.
Sydney and the guard looked up to see Natalia standing in the doorway. She drew a pistol and without warning shot two bullets into the guard's head. Sydney fell backwards off her lover's dead body and stared straight at the smoking barrel as it was pointed at her.
"Get up Sydney," ordered Natalia.
Sydney stood up and lifted her arms, while Natalia stepped closer and suddenly kissed Sydney ravenously on the lips, probing her mouth with her tongue.
"Cocksucker," remarked Natalia as she licked her lips.
"Try it some time, you might like it, I'm sure your guards would," said Sydney.
"Not a bad idea, but I'll tell my guards if they want to get off there's a free lunch right here," said Natalia maliciously as she cupped Sydney's crotch with her bare hand and squeezed. Sydney gritted her teeth but Natalia's abuse was brief.
"Help is so hard to find these days," smirked Natalia as she chained Sydney back to the wall.
After the loud sound of the crash had died out, the smoking wreckage of the one-passenger aircraft became just another part of the lush jungle surroundings, disrupting nothing, contributing nothing. The serenity was disrupted suddenly as Abbey chase fell from a high tree, collapsing to her knees as she absorbed the impact with her feet. Abbey quickly inspected the remains of her aircraft, and after determining it and anything on it was no longer of any use, checked what she had on her person. A utility knife, and her torn clothes.
The heat and humidity of the jungle took their toll on Abbey, as well as the length of time she had been walking. She had stripped down to her panties and tore off as much of her tank top as she possibly could while remaining decently covered. She wiped her brow constantly and beads of sweat dripped off her body with every step, soaking her garments until they were transparent. The only thing keeping Abbey going was the fact that she knew the direction from which the attack on her aircraft had come, and she hoped that by following it she would find something. Even now, her mind became delirious with the heat, she worried she would die walking, alone in the jungle.
"I have got to take a piss," Abbey suddenly heard, prompting her to hide behind a tree.
"Go ahead," acknowledged another voice.
Abbey discreetly peered from behind her tree and saw two men brandishing AK-47s and wearing what appeared to be military-style fatigues, if not worn and torn in certain places.
One of the guards turned his back to Abbey and began walking away while the other turned so Abbey was just in his peripheral. He unzipped his pants and began urinating into the jungle plants before him. Abbey waited until the other guard had walked far away enough for her liking and quickly dashed to another tree, hoping the guard was too preoccupied to notice a bit of movement. The guard stole a quick glance but Abbey was already out of sight, and he continued relieving himself. Abbey took out her utility knife and hoping that her skills were up to par, threw the blade at the guard. It embedded in the back of the guard's neck, exactly where Abbey hoped it would, causing him to slump forward, deceased before he hit the ground.
The other guard was too far out of range to hear his comrade fall, so Abbey quickly ran to pick up the fallen guard's AK-47. The sound of her movements alerted the other guard, but by then he was facing a loaded weapon's barrel.
Sydney's tears flowed down her taut cheeks as she sucked on the large cock inside her mouth. On her hands and knees, Sydney had her head forced against one guard's crotch while another large guard humped her ass, shoving his meet deeper and deeper inside her vagina while his meaty hands roughly caressed her hanging tits. The guard at her face grabbed a handful of her rich, gleaming hair and pulled her head up so she faced him directly, rather than having her eyes cast down to the ground.
"Oh god you are good!" the guard fucking Sydney's face moaned. He put both of his hands on Sydney's head, locking her against his crotch so her nose was buried in his thick pubic hair and her lips enveloped every inch of him. "Come on, swallow it!" ordered the guard, his breath quickening.
The guard suddenly moaned and his cock burst with a stream of warm jizz. His meet was so far in the back of Sydney's mouth she was forced to swallow it whole, while some excess dripped down her chin. The guard behind her suddenly stiffened and Sydney moaned herself as she involuntarily climaxed, her body shaking within the guard's hold as she felt a wonderful pleasure erupt from within. The guard behind her buried her face in her hair as he grunted, his cock emptying its load inside her belly. The guard roughly fondled Sydney's aching tits as he came, squeezing and pinching them relentless until they were red; Sydney's nipples were swollen and sore but were burning with a blissful agony that Sydney secretly hoped would continue. It was the same part of Sydney that made her enjoy being the guard's sex puppet, why she sucked so eagerly on every man's cock, why she thrust back in time with every man who entered her, and why she moaned with pleasure instead of protest every time they came inside of her.
"Yeah, you like that don't you? Get used to it because we're not giving you anything else to eat today!" the guard at her mouth said as he pulled out, leaving a trail of saliva and cum on Sydney's lips.
"Then I want seconds," Sydney purred as she licked her lips clean.
Abbey Chase snuck quietly through the dark hallways, her bare feet almost silent against the stone floor. She holstered her AK-47 carefully, knowing even one shot would echo throughout the hallways, effectively alerting everyone of her presence. Instead she held her knife at the ready but her free hand was always ready to leap for the gun if necessary.
As she turned a corner, Abbey saw a nearby door was opened, and moans were coming from inside. She quickly stole towards the door, one hand on her knife and the other now on the gun. Before she could get very close she heard the moans ascend to loud, ecstatic grunts of release. She paused in the shadows, deciding to wait before approaching further. Suddenly two guards emerged with ecstatic expressions on their faces as they zipped up their pants and began to leave. One of them immediately began walking away while the other one fumbled with his keys to find a right one. Abbey tilted her head to look inside, and saw Sydney inside the cell. Sydney immediately noticed Abbey lurking around the corner and got up to speak to the guard as he continued to fumble with his keys.
"How about fucking me one more time?" Sydney suggested to the guard as she stepped outside her cell. "Right here against the wall," she moaned as she leaned seductively against the cold stone.
"Oh, oh, I, I don't," the guard stuttered as he watched Sydney gyrate her naked body sensually. His attention was so focused on Sydney he failed to notice another shape from behind sneak up, until he noticed the glint of light off the blade of a knife coming straight at him.
"What happened to the prisoner?" asked Natalia, her voice calm but her eyes smoldering.
"She .. managed to escape," blurted the timid guard, his body visibly shaking with fear. "I left and Nick was supposed to lock the cell, but then something happened to him."
"Well," Natalia began, pausing to relish how the guard's body reeled back with fear, "it is no huge concern. They did not manage to destroy my work."
"No ma'am," replied the guard, who was visibly relieved.
"What is the status?" asked Natalia.
"The satellite is receiving the encrypted signals and slowly transmitting the access code back to us. We have our computer breaking each segment of the code as we speak, and it should be ready within days."
"Good. Mother Russia was a fool to keep this a secret, but soon everyone will learn about Genesis," smiled Natalia.
Danger Girl HQ
Abbey Chase turned off the faucet, letting the hot water stream from the shower head slowly die. She stepped out of the steamy stall naked and wet, walking across the small bathroom to retrieve a large pink towel. She began drying her hair with it when a knock at her door interrupted her. She cursed softly and quickly wrapped the large towel around her wet form and exited the small bathroom.
"Who is it?" Abbey asked whoever was outside.
"It's me Abbey," replied Sydney Savage's voice.
"I'm kind of busy, Sydney. Come back in about ten minutes okay?"
"I really need to talk to you now ... it's kind of important," responded Sydney.
Abbey sighed, but something deep inside her seemed to tell her that letting her in would be the best course of action. Almost without thinking, Abbey had already walked to the door and unlocked it. She stopped abruptly when her hand rested on the doorknob, questioning herself. But Sydney had already heard the clicks of the locks becoming undone, so she let herself in. Abbey was taken aback by Sydney's sudden appearance, and quickly backpedalled, holding her towel firmly around her body.
"Abbey, I wanted to thank you for saving my life," said Sydney, her eyes obviously roving over Abbey's body.
"It was nothing, we're teammates. It's what we do for each other," replied Abbey nonchalantly, although deep inside she was extremely nervous, worried about revealing any of her hidden lust for her teammate. The fact that Sydney was currently wearing such tight leather pants and a skimpy black leather halter top did not help. She felt a warmth grow between her legs, and her knees visibly wobbled as she tried to contain it.
"Teammates can do a lot for each other," added Sydney as she closed the door behind her and took a step closer to Abbey.
"Sydney, don't, please," Abbey insisted softly.
"Come on Abbey, don't tell me you're still in denial," said Sydney in a slow, seductive tone of voice. "I let myself go for a moment while I was captured, and it felt so good."
"I, I don't have anything to let go of," Abbey responded, although her voice stuttered and came out so abruptly that Sydney didn't buy it.
"You do, it's called inhibition," moaned Sydney as she walked closer to Abbey, forcing the blonde girl to back away from her. Abbey didn't realize that Sydney was slowly forcing her into a corner of the room.
"I'm not inhibiting anything," insisted Abbey, which was she noticed Sydney had trapped her.
Sydney suddenly pounced, her body now pinned Abbey to the wall. Abbey began to squirm to break free, but Sydney noticed Abbey's efforts were half-hearted, she was unsure if she wanted to escape Sydney's hold.
"Just say what you've wanted to say to me the whole time you were watching me on camera," Sydney whispered softly into Abbey's ear.
Abbey's eyes widened as she heard what Sydney had said, uncertain if this was real or another fantasy.
"I know you were watching me, it made me so hot knowing you wanted me, I wanted you to want me, why do you think I went swimming so often wearing that little bikini? Or why I took so many showers?"
"Wh ... why didn't you s ... say something?" stuttered Abbey.
"Actions speak louder than words don't they?" smiled Sydney as she licked up the side of Abbey's neck, making her shiver. "But I won't go all the way unless you want me too."
Abbey panted, the towel around her heaving breasts began to loosen until it finally fell off, exposing her naked body to Sydney's eyes.
"Fuck me now, Sydney," Abbey finally moaned.
Upon Abbey's confirmation, the two women unleashed their passion on each other. They came together in a harsh, passionate embrace and a desperate, sensual kiss. Abbey moaned and kissed Sydney needfully, her trembling hands roving over Sydney's scantily clad body. The two beautiful women moaned with bliss as they frenched, their tongues melting together with sensual, frantic caresses.
Sydney slowly undid the zipper in the front of her leather body suit, letting her abundant tits spill out as they were free from the tight garment. Abbey gasped at the sight, her fantasies finally coming true as she watched Sydney's erect nipples bob tantalizingly before her. Out of instinct and desire, Abbey latched her mouth on Sydney's bouncing right nipple. Abbey's hands grasped the immense globes and fondled them relentlessly while keeping her cheeks grew taut from her sucking motions. Sydney groaned and arched her back in pleasure, thrusting her tits forward as Abbey continued to maul them. Tears flowed down Abbey's cheeks, the taste of Sydney's breasts were like ambrosia to her, she painted both of them with her tongue until they gleamed with saliva and buried her head between Sydney's cleavage, never wanted to leave its warm embrace.
Abbey was forced to her feet by Sydney and was guided to the waiting bed. Abbey was laid down and spread her legs apart while she watched Sydney peel the leather suit off her body. Completely naked, Sydney went on top of Abbey and devoured her panting lover's soft lips. Abbey parted the lips of Sydney's womanhood with her probing fingers and gently pushed inside, eliciting loud, erotic moans from the dark-haired vixen. Sydney arched her back and thrust with her hips against Abbey's fingers, forcing them deeper into her belly. Sydney leaned forward, her hair framing her angelic face while her ass bobbed against Abbey, juices already beginning to soak her hand. Abbey opened her mouth and sucked on Sydney's dangling breast, her tongue flicking hungrily over the hard nipple in her mouth.
Sydney pulled off Abbey for a moment and turned her body around to position her crotch against Abbey's face, while Sydney positioned her head at Abbey's crotch. The two women closed the gaps immediately and began sucking on each other's womanhood, each one relishing in the musky scent and sweet honey they found. Their hands grasped each others buttocks and kneaded each other's firm cheeks, pulling them closer to their hungry mouths. They both whimpered as their bodies writhed harder against each other, each one sucking on the other's sensitive clitoris. Abbey came first, her back arching as she moaned into Sydney's cunt, barely able to breathe as a powerful climax erupted within her belly. Sydney ravenously devoured Abbey's sweet honey, causing Abbey to lean her head back and pant desperately to catch her breath.
"Raise your hands," Sydney moaned at Abbey.
Abbey obediently raised her arms, gripping the bed's metal headboard while Sydney pulled out her bullwhip and used it to tie Abbey's wrists.
"Oh god Sydney," Abbey moaned, her mind filled with visions of the debauchery Sydney was about to perform on her helpless, naked body.
Sydney merely replied with a smile as she stroked Abbey's bound arms gently with her fingertips. She kissed Abbey's parted lips while her hands massaged Abbey's jutting breasts, causing Abbey to moan with pleasure. Sydney pushed her tongue deep inside Abbey's mouth so the two women could stroke and fondle each other with lustful abandon. Abbey's tits began to ache with pleasure as Sydney continued to pull and squeeze them while their kiss continued. Sydney eventually left the warm confines of Abbey's mouth to lick across the woman's face and neck.
Gathering Abbey's blond locks in her right hand, Sydney lifted her bound lover's head while she spread her thighs over Abbey's face. Sydney slowly pushed her crotch forward until her vagina was nestled warmly in Abbey's open mouth. Abbey closed her eyes and began flicking her tongue over Sydney's womanhood. Sydney writhed, her back arching as she thrust her crotch into Abbey's face, her hair flailing, her tits bouncing and her mouth hanging open as sighs of ecstasy poured out. Sydney ran her hands through Abbey's blonde mane, hugging the naked girl's face against her. Abbey fastened her lips around Sydney's clitoris, and relished in the soft moaning sounds that Sydney made as she sucked wetly on the erect nub.
Sydney's moans became ragged and her humping motions became more erratic, her hair a disheveled mess, sweat glistening off her satin skin and drool beginning to pour down her chin as Abbey's ravenous attentions continued, building up towards the inevitable. Sydney suddenly stiffened and groaned loudly with relief as she finally came, her hands stroked her aching breasts and ran through her long hair as pleasure erupted throughout her body. Abbey's cheeks grew taught as she suckled at Sydney's dripping cunnie, drinking her delicious juices.
As her panting died down, Sydney laid herself on top of Abbey, enveloping her legs with hers and leaning over her head to tempt her lover once again with her luscious, dangling tits. She held Abbey's head and forced it into her bosom, sighing as Abbey began to suck on her throbbing nipples, she could feel her tongue work on her nipple, coating it with saliva and her own vaginal honey.
"Keep fucking me," Abbey sobbed, her open palms twitching within their bonds. The lust between the two women never ceased until the morning, when the only thing preventing them from going longer was their daily routines as members of Danger Girl. They never spoke of their relationship out loud, but they both still knew what the other wanted. They kept everything secret, revealing nothing about anything between them, but secretly making love deep into the night whenever they could.
THE END