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The Honey Trap (original draft written July 2017, revisions made Sept
2017 then finalized draft Oct 31-Nov 1 2018)
Kelly Valentine, heiress of the Concord-Valentine group, is laid down on
a bed in a hotel bedroom. She had gotten an invite to attend a
party/charity function hosted by Mr. Ed Burke, a rich statesman in the
area. She had good reason to attend, high society lady and the expected
social obligations. But she had an ulterior motive-she hoped to gain
some top secret information from Mr. Burke, to assist her father's firm
in some underhanded financial scheme. She didn't know the details when
it came to that stuff, she being more the social/public face of the
firm.
Pressing the play button, Kelly placed the palm-sized recorder on the
tabletop. After a second, the same voice as ever greeted her.
"Good day, sir. Your mission is to infiltrate a high society function
tonight in an attempt to secure classified financial information. The
materials required are enclosed." She glanced over to the suitcase. "Use
whatever tools and approach you deem appropriate."
Like something out of a cheesy spy show, Kelly smirked. She picks up the
recorder and crushes it's soft, made-for-disposal components and casing
it into a wad before tossing it back onto the table. She looked out the
hotel window, knowing the agency paid extra for the view. They paid
extra for everything. She pulled the drapes shut. Huh, odd that they
would address me as sir, oh well might just be the default setting.
She got up and strode sexily over into the bathroom, where her
undergarments and party dress lay. She took in her immaculate beauty
consisting of porcelain skin and elegant curves. Her long flowing dark
hair, like ebony, belying a supermodel's face-high cheekbones, scarlet
lips and piercing blue eyes. She wore some makeup, understated as she
was a natural beauty. She nearly touched herself downstairs, before
stopping-she needed time to prepare for the party tonight.
She got her undergarments on-a black lace strapless bra and dark panty
thong. The dress was a dark single piece, quite body hugging but open in
the cleavage area, but that was covered with a light silk fabric. In
addition, she had a black choker with encrusted jade which she placed
gently around her neck. She then put on the dress, making sure that it
fit around her neatly before tying it off with a ribbon on the back.
There finished with that, she stated quietly before flashing a wink and
smile at the mirror. She finished off with her high heels, also dark in
color and placed on her dainty feet.
As she continued, she sat down on the chair in the bathroom. She then
took a comb to sweep her long dark hair into a simple, straight but
elegant style, while she was humming a song to herself with a clear
soprano voice. She put down the comb glad her hair was well kempt. She
then got out her accessories: a pair of dangling earrings, a cross
necklace that plunges down to her bountiful bosoms and finally the piece
de resistance, a gorgeous engagement ring she placed on one of her
fingers, kissing it once she put it on. She finally grabbed a small hand
purse, with her ID, party invite card along with some feminine
accessories, and off she went.
Kelly got out of the cab, in front of a very nice and large mansion. She
walked up to the front door where a security guard (standard large man
in suit and shades) is there making sure that those entering the mansion
were on the list. As she got there, she handed daintily her invite card
to the guard. She looked worried for a moment-hopefully it will be
accepted. Thankfully, he looked it over once, took in her outfit, and
nodded silently. Thank you dear, she whispered to him before heading
inside.
Kelly came into the fore of the party, as it must have just started.
There were a lot of rich men and women-chatting, dining on some far off
tables or dancing off on one corner of this giant ballroom. Kelly
wandered around, exchanging pleasantries, shaking hands and the like.
She even got a bite in, some nice seafood with a few fancy crackers. She
currently had a wine glass she was sipping on while taking in the place.
Anyway that she could get in and obtain the information she needed for
her father; that would be great.
She got roped into a conversation with some stock brokers, some with
their trophy girlfriends. She tried her best to keep up, but after a bit
excused herself to the bathroom. As she was in there, taking care of
business, she glanced at herself and then smirked. "Man what a bunch of
greedy bastards," she stated, then corrected herself as if she struck by
her previous statement, "Oh but I'm sure that they mean well enough," in
a bitter but sugary tone. She then went back out to the party.
She glanced around until she found her opening in Ed Burke, the
mansion's owner and party host. A bit on the rotund side, with a balding
head, Mr. Burke was nevertheless one of the wealthiest men in the city.
He carried himself in a very jovial manner, always with a smile when
greeting the guests even if he doesn't know on a first name basis, the
rich are like that. Kelly giggled to herself, ok then I got him in my
sights. Yes he's married but his trophy wife was off over elsewhere
entertaining guests so as long as she is quick about it should not be a
problem. Kelly strode over to Mr. Burke with a seductive slight and a
wide grin which she then schooled into a sweet demure smile.
=Oh Hello there Mr Burke= Kelly said sweetly to Mr Burke as she extended
her hand to him in greeting. Mr Burke turned towards her, and exclaimed,
"Why, hello there," in a gruff low voice and embracing Kelly quite
awkwardly. "I hear you are the possible Mrs. Terry Owens, hmm?" Mr Burke
inquired as she backed away a bit after the hug. =Ah yes, I am,= Kelly
replied back, flashing her engagement ring, =Terry and I are still
working out when the wedding will be.= "Ah very good dear, let me know
so I can attend," Mr Burke responded quite jovially. The two chatted a
bit more before Kelly feigned a fainting spell. =Oh Mr Burke,= she
stated as she nearly fainted before getting help from Mr. Burke "Oh
dear, are you alright?" he intoned quietly. =Oh well I might need a
quiet place to res,t= Kelly whispered under a sigh. "Alright, let's go
to my office - I got something to treat a fainting spell," Mr Burke
stated, escorting Kelly into his office.
The two enters Mr. Burke's home office. He dealt in futures and stock
market trading as his day job, but sometimes that required some
nighttime work of course. Kelly sat down at a chair by Mr Burke's
computer desk, giving herself time to rest her eyes. "Ok, my dear, let
me go and get something to relieve fainting spells - it's actually down
the hall - I shouldn't be too long, 10-15 minutes top." =Oh take your
time, I'll just rest here a bit,= Kelly answered sweetly. As Mr Burke
left the room, Kelly waited until she heard him stepping away down the
hall before she decided, ok time to make my move.
Kelly quickly got over to the computer desk and booted up the computer.
Good thing it turns on without noise, nice touch there. She got to the
login screen. She got out her purse, and finding her lipstick, opened it
to reveal both a USB thumb drive and a small note with login info and
where to find the necessary information on the computer. Using this, she
sped through and found the files she is looking for then transferred
them onto the thumb drive. She nearly finished when she heard footsteps
nearing the door. =Oh no,= she utters subtly but managed to get the file
transfer done in time to get the thumb drive back into the lipstick
holder before settling back down to the chair she occupied previously,
with her eyes shut in rest mode.
"Ah here you go my dear," Mr Burke stated cordially as he entered back
into the office, handing Kelly a glass of juice. "This always help as a
bit of pick me up when my wife suffers from a fainting," chuckling a bit
at his own remark. Kelly giggled a bit in response before taking the
drink, and sipping it gently the cup's rim against her perfect ruby red
lips. =Ah nice, thank dear sir, that makes me feel much better - I think
I had too much wine hehe.= Kelly then got up and walked out, leaving the
cup free of any lipstick stains oddly enough. =Well it's getting a bit
late, I must be going-need to get back to see Trey in the morning.= "Oh
alright my dear, glad you could come," Mr Burke replied back as he
escorted her out to the front, where a cab was ready to go to take her
back to the hotel. She waved goodbye to Mr Burke, but once she got back
in the cab, her face elicited a malicious grin, mission accomplished.
Kelly made it back to her hotel room. She closed the door, taking a
moment to lean against it with a lovely sigh. She then giggled to
herself a bit, before tending to her aching feet due to the high heels.
Ah much better, she intoned as she got them off. She dropped off her
purse on the bed. Then she walked over to the bathroom to get a look at
herself there. Kelly posed in the front of the bathroom mirror, taking
in her beauty. Success at last, she thought as she stroked her hands
sexily over her body. "Well I am sure my father's company will like this
info, thank you Mr. Burke," Kelly stated as she began to grope herself-
one hand rubbing her bosom with the other hand kneading her crotch.
But then she heard a popping sound from her crotch. She pulled up her
dress and panty thong. A condom was sticking out of her female rose with
a small amount of red substance trickling down. Kelly freaked out,
confused as to why that would be in there. "Surely as a woman, I
wouldn't have that and....is that period blood?" as she placed a finger
to the red spot. She sniffed it, and went, "Oh.....oh my..... who am I,
really?"
She scrambled to get her purse to the bathroom, where she opened it and
dump the contents onto the sink: her ID, credit cards, tampons, etc. She
took one look at her ID. "Oh ok, I am Kelly Valentine, 26 years
old....." as she began to recite her personal details before she noticed
a smaller card labeled AGENCY RECALL-a plain black card with a silver
circle on the top right corner with what seemed to be a small lens.
"What is this....." Kelly wondered then the lens flashed a light into
her eyes. She dropped the card as she went blind for a moment, but then
Kelly still felt a slight headache. Maybe I should head for a nap, Kelly
thought as she started to walk out. Suddenly she stumbled.
Immediately, Kelly is struck by a shock to her mind. No, it can't be as
she feels her own mind leaving her. Please she pleads, let me be me....
I beg you, as she grabs whatever she can from the bathroom to keep
herself steady. Finally she couldn't handle the shock and grips the
sink, burying her hands into her face, crying and weeping, please....
help me, daddy.....
Mike comes to moments later, as he rises from where Kelly ended up in
the bathroom. He was still dressed up and in the bodysuit, as he quickly
noticed. He spoke, but still in Kelly's sweet soprano voice:
"Oh whew I thought that I nearly lost myself," he chuckled maniacally
then grinned with Kelly's perfect smile. "Oh thank you, dear Mr. Burke
for allowing me to get the files I need so the Agency can have some fun
with your company in short order." He utters that as he disrobes Kelly
of the dress, necklace and earrings. He takes one last look at the
engagement ring. "Oh poor Mr. Trey Owens, sadly you don't have a
beloved, she's not real," before tearing it off the finger it is on,
tossing it in the wastebasket "Besides, it's not a real diamond ring
anyway."
Now standing in Kelly's form but in her undergarments, Mike uses the
hands of Kelly's to grope one of the breast while kneading her groin.
Seeing a hot beauty pleasuring herself really turns him on. Thankfully
the trigger card worked its magic or he would have been stuck with
Kelly's personality template.
"Ah, ah, oh this feels soooo good," Mike exclaims in Kelly's sweet and
lovely soprano voice. Finally he came in an instant, and seeing Kelly
stumble over from the afterglow is quite riveting. After taking some
time to relax, Mike resumes his unmasking, first by taking off Kelly's
bra and panty thong.
"Well it's time to say goodbye, Kelly.... til next time, maybe" Mike
utters with resignation before placing the hands around Kelly's delicate
neck, loosening the makeup there until the seam is revealed. Then,
grunting and panting, he frees up the flap of the headmask from
underneath the join with the bodysuit. He then feigns being Kelly one
last time for the unmasking, so clearing his throat, he speaks out:
"Oh my why's my skin so loose? No, what are you doing? Stop please,
stop!" she exclaims as Mike pulls the mask off his own, Kelly's elegant
and feminine features distorting wildly, until finally its off Mike's
head. He coughed only to realize he still sounds like her, so he nabbed
the Vox Mutatio bottle and sprays it into his mouth, entering into a
coughing fit before fully gaining his normal tenor voice. Lastly, he
unzipped the bodysuit, and taking that off, finally free of Kelly, at
least for the time being. But first, he needs a shower to clean up his
mess downstairs before heading back to the Agency with the information.
Sometimes, he muses, its better to be the honey trap. He would like to
do this again; a mission was always more enjoyable with some femme
fatale action.
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