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I Spy Jemma
Ch 1
As ever, I am a little reluctant to go on this trip, as my boss at MI6 always seem to want to use my?feminism?and looks to their advantage. Just because I'm 23 and an attractive woman, at 5'9" tall with long blond hair green eyes and what they keep telling me, "model good looks baby!" They expect me to "tart it up" for them and help capture the infamous Yakuza and help break up their porn ring by pretending to be a model. Originally they wanted me to pretend to be a porn star but I soon put a stop to the smirks on their faces as I threatened to call their wives and tell them what perverts they were. Anyway, they have created a special dossier and web page in the fictional name of Celeste Moon and sent my details to a model agency in Tokyo, supposedly looking for modelling contracts there.
Dressed most unsuitably for the flight in short black skirt, and tight white blouse, I am pleased to land in the warmth of Tokyo's Narita airport, my long stockinged legs were freezing on the flight and my nipples were still achingly hard as I click click clicked through the airport on my high heeled stiletto’s. I already feel a little vulnerable as I tower above most of the Japanese and with my long blond hair as well, makes me stick out and attract attention.
Getting a cab is easy, and the ugly cabbie smiles, not even attempting to contain his filthy leering stare as I tell him to take me to my hotel in Asakusa.
At reception, I collect a letter from the model agency, I don’t notice it is addressed to ?Miss Jemma? saying that a Japanese agency, obviously the Yakuza mafia I had to break, would contact me soon after I arrive for a meeting. I check my watch and decide I have to take a shower, the long flight has left me a little jaded although I slept on the plane, I woke up feeling so very horny, clenching my thighs together and moaning quietly, my head had fallen onto the shoulder of the passenger next to me and I don't think he minded me grinding my hips into the seat and grabbing his arm at my sexy dream where I was being ravaged by a muscular American cowboy. I woke up flustered and blushing and apologising to him profusely. So I really needed to relieve that frustration between my legs before going out to work. Even walking in these high heels and feeling my sheer stockings rub between my thighs was a turn on!?
Dumping my stuff on the bed, I opened my case and selected a suitably short skirt, another pair of sheer stockings and tiny black lace bra and panties, very sexy lingerie. Then I jumped in the shower. Managing to lather myself up, and wash my long hair through, I felt those surges again and started to play, my hands drifting down between my thighs to my neatly trimmed sex, thinking that at last I could relieve my frustrations. But that wasn't to be, no sooner had I started to get close to orgasm, the phone went. . . I had to get it, and padded across the bedroom, my wet feet leaving foot prints in the carpet. It was the agency, they were in reception now, waiting to take me to a meeting. Shit, Shit!
I had to be quick, I dried my hair as best I could, applied make up and lip stick, dressed and was out the door in 5 minutes flat, my long damp hair trailing down my back. As I walked into the reception area, two huge ugly men were there waiting for me. Because I was so flustered, I had forgotten two key things, firstly to contact my MI6 boss to tell them I had arrived and that I had a meeting with the Yakuza. Also, I had left my gun, phone and the wire I was supposed to be wearing in my room. The men stood, walked to either side of me, grabbed my arms and started to escort me out of the hotel. ?No No, I er, I forgot something in my room, I have to go back, but I will only be a short while ok!? ?No, you come us. . . . now.? They carried on walking out the doors, their grip on my arms quite firm. Shit again! ?Ok okay! You don’t need to push me!?
Between them, they walked me to a huge black car, opened the door and almost shoved me inside. One of them got in beside me, looking forwards and not saying a word. His huge bulk was intimidating and I tried not to be scared. I could feel the cold leather on the back of my thighs and bottom as I attempted to adjust my short skirt. I tried to remain calm and dignified as they drove me for about half an hour. All the time I was thinking of ways to get away and call my boss otherwise no one would have any idea where I was and I would have no back up!
I decided to tell them at the meeting that I wasn’t very well and reschedule for another day it was all I could think of!
The car stopped in a dingy looking area, rubbish everywhere, horrid smells and rats, I hate rats! One of the henchmen opened the door for me and I stepped out of the car, trying to maintain my modesty as my skirt rode up my thighs. It was the first time I had seen the fat ugly guy smile as he looked up my skirt. I slapped him across the face for his cheek. He looked viciously at me then opened a non-descript black painted door. ?I think you will be sorry you did that bitch.?
I was lead down a corridor and down some steps into a plush looking restaurant! I had no idea something so luxurious could be in such a dingy looking place. ?Sit? said fatty and he indicated a cushion on the floor by the low table. I removed my high heeled shoes and left them by the table. Curling my legs under me, I sat down on my bare feet and waited. The two henchmen stood behind me, arms folded, one had red scratches down his cheek where I had slapped him, I must have caught the bastard with my nails!
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The door opened and 4 men walked into the room, three wearing dark suits. They all sat around the other side of the table, I smiled, trying to assume my role as a western model looking for a contract "Hello Sir, thank you for seeing me, my name is Celeste Mo. . . . . . ." The big man in the middle put his hand up and cut me off, "No no no, you don't need to spout these lies, we all know who you are, you are in some serious trouble now aren't you." He spoke perfect English. "We know you are not Celeste Moon, that your real name is Jemma Smith and that you are going to try to infiltrate our porn ring. Yes, I freely admit it, our porn ring! I dont care because you are about to become a key part of it my beautiful little blond spy! You have been checked out of your room, we have all your luggage, including your gun and recording equipment and some very interesting lingerie" he smiled sadisticly "I look forward to seeing you demonstrate them for us my little spy bitch. . . . Tak, Yin, take her to the dungeon!" I had no chance, I tried to complain but I knew it was no good "Wh what do you mean, no no, there has been some mistake, let me go Let me go Pleaseee no you cant do this. . ..Aaarrggghhh." I tried to get up and run for the door but the two huge thugs behind me grabbed my arms and lifted me off my feet and dragged me struggling screaming and kicking through a door and into a large room, a bar in one corner and a huge wooden X frame in the middle. They secured my wrists and ankles to the corners of the frame forcing me up onto my stockinged tiptoes. "Ohh my goodness no NO Let me go LEt me go PLEaseeee!!" I was terrified, looking around me I could see the long drinks bar and seating around the walls, a huge fish tank over to one side with some vicious looking fish swimming around in there, to the other side of the room was a whole wall of sadistic looking implements, whips, knives, steel things wires, plugs and dildos of all shapes and sized. I gulped in fear, trying to think what had gone wrong and how they knew from the start who I was. Then it occurred to me, it must have been my boss! He set me up! My attention was drawn to the man, he looked like a ninja standing before me, He had his long samurai sword drawn he said "Try not to move too much you English bitch, my boss doesn't like too much blood on the floor!" My eyes widened in terror as he weilded the sword so so fast round and round it swished then moved towards me!! I screamed "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaarrghghhhhhhhhhh" as the tip slashed open my blouse, cutting it this way, then that, cutting it open. I struggled and gasped in pain as the sword cut through the cup of my lace bra leaving a long cut on my right breast, just missing my nipple. I screamed again but he didn't stop! Swishing this way and that till my ruined blouse and bra were on the floor beneath me. Arching my back, trying to avoid the blade, I screamed again as he cut away my beautiful short skirt leaving another cut on my inner thigh. Then he stopped and slowly oh so slowly using the tip, pushed the front of my sheer panties down a little, then pushed the tip inwards between my spread thighs the back of the cold cold blade pressing between the lips of my pussy, pressing it further, running my cunt along the whole length of the long sword. I hold my breath, feeling the cold cold steel running between my lips, against my clitoris, I cannot breath, barely moving, trembling in fear, totally terrified as he leans closer towards me. He leans in closer to me, his face next to mine, I can smell is breath, the handle of his sword against my cunt, he looks at me, watching, waiting, he tilts his head to one side and smiles, a sadistic grin. There is a crowd of men standing around the bar, all watching me, watching him, there is not a sound as he continues to hold the cold steel blade between my cunt lips, pressing hard upwards forcing me higher onto my tiptoes. Suddenly, so quickly he draws the sword backwards, cutting my panties in half as he runs the whole length of the blade drawing it back from between my vaginal lips. I gasp, terrified as he draws it back so fast it burns my cunt, my legs buckle form fear and I gasp, releasing my bladder as I do, pissing down my stockinged legs as I collapse only being held by the straps securing my wrists, I nearly pass out from fear, hanging there terrified. Then came a voice from out of the gloom. "Oh dear, if you can’t deal with that very well my beautiful spy bitch, then I don’t know how you will cope with what we have for you next!"
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