Agent Long was searching around the headquarters of the Evil Wicked Wanda, looking for his partner, Agent 96. She was last heard from while working undercover here. She had called in saying she had discovered something very important when her connection was abruptly cut off.
Suddenly, Agent Long felt a sharp stinging sensation in his neck and then everything went black. Several guards quickly carried him before Wicked Wanda, who ordered that the agent be stripped naked and tied spread eagled on her personal bed.
As the fog began to lift, Agent Long began to realize that his wrists and ankles were secured and that he was completely naked. He also could feel that he was fully erect and that someone was caressing him in their hands. Was it his sexual promiscuous neighbor, Vicky again? She liked to tie him up while he was asleep & would play with him for hours. As he thought more, he began to remember the stinging sensation & concluded that he must have been knocked out with a tranquilizer dart. In his bleariness, he could only make out the outline of a woman standing over him-her warm soft hands holding his fully erect manhood, slowly stroking, gently. Tracing the large veins that ran along his massive shaft and then running her fingers along around his now pulsating cock head. Who was this heavenly creature holding him prisoner, about to make him cum like a fire hose?
His focus began to clear enough for him to recognize her & he was stunned that he was in the hands of the Wicked Wanda herself. She gazed down at him menacingly, realizing that Agent Long had just become aware of who was holding him.
