It wasn't easy being a young and attractive female high tech corporate spy and thief. To be most effective, many of the jobs Noriko attempted required her to pretend to be someone she wasn't.
It didn't help that as a part time fetish model and a full time student working toward her Master's Degree in Business, she had exams to study for, term papers to write and bondage photo shoots to fit into her busy schedule. What complicated matters further were keeping her secret illegal activities from her photographer boyfriend.
Lying to Marty was the most difficult thing she had to do, especially when she had to break a date with him or miss a model shoot because of a job that came up. She had just hung up her cell phone and deeply regretted having told Marty that she had to attend an important business seminar for an Economics class. He sounded upset, but he would have been furious if he knew Noriko was really now on her way to attend an exclusive party.
As for tonight's identity and dress, Noriko decided to go with a basic hooker look. To accentuate her exotic Japanese and French mixture of features and smooth caramel complexion, she glazed her plump lips with glossy lipstick. Then she checked the glittery eye shadow and dark liner around her brown almond shaped eyes once more before she climbed out of her sleek sports car.
A thin black choker wrapped around her slender neck, and her 100 pound 5'2 " frame was packed into a tight size 1 mini dress. The red strapless number hugged Noriko's petite 36C-22-34 figure with a fit that showed off her tight body to perfection. The hem was raised up high on one side to reveal generous amounts of thigh and calf, which were covered with shiny black panty hose.
Her size 6 pumps with 5-inch stilettos heels clicked up the sidewalk as she approached the huge mansion of Laura and Dominic Blake, the husband and wife owners of VisionCorp, a huge conglomerate of technology firms, including those in the new field of biotechnology.
One of VisionCorp's companies was currently developing a new encryption program worth millions on the black market. However, this wasn't the first time Noriko had hit VisionCorp. Other times she had either seduced an employee to get the goods she wanted, or she had broken into one of their computer labs cat burglar style.
This evening's plan was relatively simple though. Noriko would stroll right into the party pretending to be a guest and then sneak into their office to steal a copy of the prototype disk. There was only one slight problem. She didn't have the required invitation.
When she approached the front door with a confident and sexy look on her face, a burly security man named Toby brusquely asked for her invitation. "I forgot it, " Noriko sighed with a sweet smile on her face, which was framed by the soft waves of her black shoulder blade length hair.
"Name," the security guard grunted without missing a beat. "Hiroko," Noriko replied, trying to make eye contact with little success.
"You're not on the list," Toby announced after giving a cursory glance over the guest list from behind his dark glasses. "Step away."
Noriko leaned close to Toby and surreptitiously placed her hand on his crotch. "Please be a sweetheart and let me in. I promise I'll make it up to you later."
Toby tensed up and looked Noriko straight in her bright eyes. He nodded for her to enter, and then quickly composed himself. He watched her sashay inside, her tight ass wiggling nicely as she strutted down the marble floored hall. Noriko promptly made a beeline toward the main party room.
It didn't take her long to sneak away from the festivities to find the right hallway after fighting off a few crude advances. Noriko moved quickly and quietly until she found the office door. She had information that there was a hidden compartment in the ornate desk within the lavishly decorated room. She stepped in and approached the desk.
"Is there something we can help you with? " came a startling voice behind Noriko.
She turned quickly and saw Laura and Dominic Blake entering the room. Laura, a tall and stunning brunette, was dressed in a glamorous and expensive backless silver evening gown, her shining tresses coiffed elegantly atop her head. Noriko couldn't help but notice her diamond necklace, earrings and bracelet. She also couldn't help notice the menacing stare from Laura's husband Dominic, who was formally attired in a black European made tuxedo.
"Oh, hello! I am Hiroko, " Noriko said with a nervous smile and an exaggerated Japanese accent. "I was admiring your beautiful home. I love 18th century furniture and paintings. This C¨¦zanne is incredible."
"Ah, an art lover," Laura said as she studied the Noriko's face closely while her husband surreptitiously locked the office door behind him.
"You're not a very good liar, " Dominic said with a smirk.
Noriko became alarmed when he casually pulled out a gun and pointed it at her. "Wait, I'm just UNNNH!" Noriko groaned as Dominic stepped up to her and grabbed her by the back of her hair and placed the gun in her side.
"Whom exactly are you working for? " Laura asked as she strolled casually and took a seat in the plush chair behind the desk, crossing her shapely legs luxuriously.
"I am not. UNNNH working for anyone," Noriko winced from Dominic's grip on her hair. "I am just here for the party."
"Well, we have a good idea of why you're here, " Laura said with a thin smile. She then ordered her husband, "Search her!"
Dominic grinned and shoved Noriko over the desk roughly. She had to brace herself on her forearms as Dominic took his time running one hand over her lithe body while placing the other with the gun firmly on her back.
Because of her slight stature, she was forced onto her tiptoes while Dominic took his time to grope between her legs and over her ample breasts. Noriko stared straight ahead with cold eyes as Laura watched from her chair. Noriko tried not to let her captor know that she detested being felt up, but she could clearly see that Laura relished her uncomfortable position.
When Noriko felt Dominic was done frisking her, she began to straighten up, but Dominic pushed her back down again.
"Don't move, slut," Dominic said as he took her small clutch purse and placed it on the small of her back, infuriating Noriko as he used her as a table to rifle through her bag while he pressed his groin up against her firm behind.
She could feel his erection pressing into her as she waited, bent over the desk and still staring hard at Laura.
When Dominic found nothing but the usual cosmetics, he tossed it on the desk and said, "She's clean."
"She won't be for very long, " Laura said with a grin, then said to Noriko, "You're very young and beautiful for a corporate spy."
"What? No!" Noriko said indignantly. "Honest. I am just a guest!"