Thread: The Spy Business is Rough

The buildings silence rang loudly in Mayas ears as she padded down the office hallway. Corporate espionage in the 21st century was a rapidly growing industry of its own, and Maya was in on the ground floor, so to speak. The well-toned young woman had been recruited right out of college by a shadowy organization, and now she was on her first mission. Her employers had trained the former straight-A student and ballet dancer in the techniques of breaking-and-entering, of leaving no trace of her presence and getting out quickly and quietly. She carried a small caliber pistol with a silencer strapped to her thigh, but she couldnt imagine needing it. She had a few other tools and devices on her belt, wrapped tightly around her waist. These devices sat atop her favorite part of her equipment a full length black catsuit, made of an ultra-thin space age material. It conformed to her bodys curves like nylon or spandex, and gave her full freedom of movement. Its hood covered her entire face except for a single opening for her hazel colored eyes. She wore no boots, but the suit had slightly more thickness and strength to it at the soles of her feet, her knees, and elbows. She wondered to herself if her nail polish would have been visible through the suit had it been a lighter color instead of dark purple, and she thought that it probably would. She kept herself closer to one wall of the hallway, walking along it and reading nameplates on office doors. She could feel almost every detail of the wall when a part of her body grazed it, the thin material of her suit only slightly interfering with the sensation. She had always been a good girl, and she had to admit that sneaking around in a dark building in a revealing outfit like this was exciting in more ways than one. Her heart was pounding with adrenaline as she opened wide all her senses, listening for the sound of footsteps or any signs of security systems. She spotted what looked like a laser motion detector blocking the hallway. Quickly kneeling down in front of it, she sprayed a fine mist into the air from a canister on her belt, revealing a series of beams down the hallways length at knee height. Smiling confidently to herself, she dropped to her stomach on the floor, and began crawling on her belly under the beams. The feeling of the carpet against her body, of the thin nylon pressing against her breasts as they dragged across the floor, was actually quite enjoyable. If she ground her hips against the floor a bit more than was necessary, who would know? She even allowed herself a short break to pinch her nipples through her suit and squeeze her breasts, panting on the floor as she rubbed her thighs together. She reached down between her legs and was somewhat shocked to find that she was so wet that she had actually soaked all the way through her catsuit, a small patch of her juices spreading between her legs. Enough playing, for now she said, and checked to see if she had made it all the way under the lasers. She discovered she had, and pulled herself forward a bit more and then stood up to take her bearings. She realized she was at her goal. This security system is a joke! she said, sauntering over to the door behind which her objective lay. The keycode for the door had been provided by a person on the inside, and in an instant she was in. The room was sterile and bare, with bare, light-colored floors and computer servers and a terminal. She quickly went to the terminal, and began rooting through the companys data. Her eyes darted back and forth across the screen as she tapped away madly at the keyboard. There was an office chair at the terminal, but Maya only propped one knee up on it as she leaned forward to stare into the computer screen, her foot nervously tapping the air. Unbeknownst to her, a silent alarm had been tripped as soon as she used the password provided to her employers by the inside agent. Several minutes passed as Maya worked. Then, as she finished typing in another passcode, she heard a sound behind her. She froze for an instant, then spun around, heart pounding as her hand darted to her gun. The door opened almost in slow motion. A guard was coming through it, gun drawn. She was raising her pistol just as he entered, and she reflexively pulled the trigger. The gun gave two deep thrum, thrum sounds as the silencer slowed each bullet down to subsonic speed and absorbed most of their noise. The guard fell forward, two bullets in his chest. Behind her, the chair spun slowly to a stop as she stared at the body, frozen in place. After what seemed like an eternity, her lungs returned to operation. Shaking now, she turned back to finish her work, setting her gun aside. Come on, come on, hurry up! she muttered to herself, knowing that it wouldnt be long now before backup arrived for the fallen guard. Each file copy seemed to take a year, and she tapped her fingers impatiently as she waited. The guard came awake slowly. His bullet-proof vest had stopped both bullets, but the force of the impacts had knocked him unconscious briefly. He looked up from the floor at what was obviously a young woman. The woman was muttering to herself, clearly quite agitated. Her ass strained against the incredibly tight fabric of her suit as she bent forward. The guard noticed that her left foot couldnt seem to remain motionless, as the woman stood on her toes with that foot and then flexed it against the floor. She propped her knee up on the chair, and then slowly rubbed that foot against her other leg. Slowly, the guard climbed to his feet. Maya heard a sound behind her, and spun around once more. This time, her gun wasnt at the ready. Her eyes widened in shock as she stared down the barrel of the mans gun, one hand going to her chest and the other stabbing out in the universal Stop! sign as she gasped in horror. She didnt even get a chance to scream before the gun went off. The sound was louder than anything she could imagine. At first, she thought he had missed, and she looked down in awe and began patting herself down. As she held her hand up in front of her, the dark material of her suit seemed to shine in an odd way. What is this? She began to wonder at the dark, sticky red liquid on her hand, only to be interrupted by another blast as the guard fired once more into her chest. This time she stumbled back against the now blood spattered wall, eyes wide in shock and pain as tears welled up. The gunshots had deafened her, so she couldnt hear herself screaming as she fell against the wall. Still, her well trained body would not give up, until the guard fired another shot into her belly. She never heard or saw that one, only feeling the hammer blow in her stomach before her knees gave out and she slid down until her asscheeks hit the floor, leaving a dark smear of blood down the wall. Her fleet slid back and forth across the floor as she kicked her legs, trying to stand up, to run away from the pain. Her hands clutched at her torn body as blood leaked out between her fingers. She coughed into her hood, tasting blood in her mouth. P-p-p-please.help me she moaned. II dont want to die. She said as the guard stalked towards her, her knees drawing up against her body. He knelt down in front of her, grabbed the top of her hood, and pulled it up off her head in one swift motion as she gasped, revealing a pretty, pale young face with full lips with dark red lipstick and dark hair in a tight bun. Much of her hair had broken free of its ties, giving her a vulnerable, disheveled appearance as stray curls framed her face. He grabbed her by the hair. Who are you all dolled up for, slut? Me? he asked rhetorically. Well, good news then! Im going to give you the fucking of your short life! he said as he lifted her up and then threw her down onto the floor on her stomach. She had so enjoyed the sensation of being truly sexy, and of feeling totally self-assured in her abilities. Of being completely untouchable while wearing something so provocativeShe moaned in pain as she hit the floor, then tried to get up and crawl away on her hands and knees, unaware now of how her ass looked, sticking up into the air as she crawled. The guard dropped his pants and stepped free of them, then walked over to her, grabbed her by the ankles, and pulled her towards himself. She collapsed back to the floor. He shoved her legs aside before giving her ass a slap, watching it jiggle thrugh the thin catsuit. He produced a small knife, rubbing his hands up and down and between her thighs and cheeks. Maya only whimpered in fear and pain, not even struggling against his touch. Finally he sliced open a small hole at the base of her suit, diving into her with his fingers. She gasped when she felt him enter her, lifting her ass up slightly from the floor involuntarily. She had never felt a man do this to her before. He worked his fingers in and out of her, spreading her lips and smearing her wetness across her pussy. She was bewildered and terrified and in pain, and the blood-loss was making her light-headed. She clawed weakly at the floor in front of her as he withdrew his fingers. He shifted position and laid against her back, shoving her shoulders down with his forearm as he reached under her thigh. Reaching around her body, began rubbing her pussy through her suit. She gasped and struggled weakly, her legs kicking feebly across the smooth floor as she tried to resist him. But his weight on top of her was too much she felt as if she could barely breathe, much less fight this man or flee. He entered her smoothly, sliding right between her lips, his pelvis against her ass as he began pounding into her. Her breath came more and more shallowly. Her butt ground against him while she struggled and moaned. He continued his steady pounding as she feebly reached out towards her pistol a few feet away. Her vision was growing dimmer. Every muscle in her body felt as if it was at its maximum tension. She watched her fingers spreading out towards the gun, the black glove of her suit seeming to drift further and further away. Tears streamed down her cheek and onto the floor. I cant get caught! Kept racing through her mind. How could this happen?! I did everything I was supposed to! Her body spasmed as she fully collapsed to the floor. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, her hands clawing at her throat as it ceased to draw breathe. She shook against the man. He reached underneath her breasts, pulling her back against his chest and embracing her. Her legs squeezed against him and kicked at the floor for a few seconds before her eyes finally lost focus and her body went fully limp, her tongue protruding past her crimson lips. As she went through her death throes, her dying body exerted a tremendous amount of pressure on his penis, shoving its way in and out of her. He orgasmed tremenondously, filling the dying girls cunt with his seed. He lay atop her corpse for an eternity. Then, slowly, he withdrew himself from her dripping wet slit. He wiped himself clean on the inside thigh of her suit, smearing it with sticky white semen. He got up slowly, then casually kicked the girl over onto her back in the pool of blood where she lay. Her face looked even younger and more innocent in death, her final terror etched on her features. Her big dark green eyes were wide open and stared up at nothing. He examined her body carefully. For the first time, he noticed the outline of something through her suit, just between and above her shapely tits. Reaching down and pulling the stretchy material back from her throat, he was able to fish it out from its place on her chest. What he found was a small gold chain containing a locket. He opened it, looking inside. Well, bitch, you wont be needing this any more. He said, tearing it off her neck easily. He absently stuffed the broken chain and locket into a pocket, watching her body slump back slightly as the necklace tore free. He gathered up his clothes. Before leaving the room, stood over her once more. A long stream of urine descended across her stomach, traveling across her chest and soaking her suit against her erect nipples before passing up to her face. He gave a cruel laugh, zipped up, and turned and departed.