-Always Strapped 2: The Second Encounter-
By, Unit 6
Plot: After a few months, assassin and handler meet again.
DISCLAIMER: these stories may include vivid and explicit sexual content consisting of, but not limited to: non-consensual and forced/rough intercourse, violence, roleplay, voyeurism, bondage, abuse, mind control, and others. These stories are, in no way, based on any fact or are accurate representations of the respective kink communities. Names, settings, etc. are all made up, and any similarities to the contrary are purely coincidental. All characters over the age of 18 years.
Joanna Echo Trave, or Jet, cocked her pistol and took aim, the nozzle of her gun peeking just above a pile of plump trash bags. In less than thirty seconds, her target will appear, then exist no more. One itchy trigger finger away from mission completion. Her target: a serial pedophile.
Twenty seconds. She hid down a darkened alley among a trash heap behind a dumpster, illuminated only by a dim amber streetlight. This target loved to take young girls down these types of alleys and do horribly unspeakable things to them. It's a miracle he's gotten away with it for this many months. He was already a few months deep when her new handler, Taryn, gave her the target from on high.
Ten seconds. She could see two dark silhouette outlines at the beginning of the alley near the street. One smaller, the other taller. He was a tall man. The girl with him, a paid decoy.
Five seconds. One shot until she can see Taryn again.
Four seconds. One shot until that beautiful stranger was once again beneath her fingertips.
Three seconds. Jet could see the whites of their eyes.
Two seconds. The man grabbed the girl. Inhale.
One second. Exhale.
Shot fired, and the abuser fell to his knees, then to the ground, face-down. The girl fled silently, as per the deal. A second shot. A double tap, just in case.
