Corruption Of Agent Vanya Ch 02

The next day, Vanya hid in her room and checked the bugs she placed yesterday. From her small tablet, she discreetly listened in on Freida's apartment.

If Freida logged into her computer, Vanya could use the sound of her keystrokes to decode her password. But as Vanya listened in, the mics only picked up Emma & Freida's passionate moans.

For hours, Emma cried out in ecstasy from Vanya's earbuds. The two had played well into the night. So Vanya spent all morning trying to catch up on the recordings.

As she listened, Vanya's face grew hot. Under the table, she squeezed her legs together, squirming in her chair. Freida pleasured Emma ceaselessly and the younger girl's moans sent shivers down her back.

Vanya had listened to similarly lascivious recordings in her time bugging rooms. But for some reason, this one left her restless. She lowered the volume to the lowest, but even at a whisper, her heart pounded at the cries of ecstasy, ears straining for more.

Idly, Vanya ran one hand down her bare thighs. She wore black running shorts, letting her long legs free. Formal blouses and skirts just felt too restrictive. She couldn't imagine what she was thinking yesterday.

Above, she wore a simple white tank top, no bra. Her nipples poked through the soft cotton and she listlessly circled one with a finger. The small motion relieved some of the unrest between her legs.

Under her shorts, she wore simple white cotton panties. She didn't remember much from the day before, but the soft plain fabric felt so much more right today, almost freeing.

Although, I might need to change my underwear soon...

Vanya slipped one hand under her waistband. After listening to Emma and Freida's nighttime exploits, a damp spot formed on her panties. With her middle finger, Vanya traced around the edges of the wet fabric.

"Do you think Ms. Harper is using the toy we gave her?" Emma's voice asked from the recording and Vanya snapped back to attention, turning up the volume. They were talking about her.

"With the way you left her, I doubt she would be able to endure without it," Freida replied and Vanya glanced at her dresser, where the vibrating dildo sat inside. "Although, perhaps we should have given her a different toy. That one is still coated in..." The audio went silent and Emma moaned.

Vanya paused the playback, frowning.

Coated in what?

She went and retrieved the dildo from her dresser.

As she sat down, she stared at the light-purple rubber shaft. The smooth semi-transparent rubber seemed normal enough. Leaning forward, she sniffed it suspiciously. But it didn't particularly smell of anything.

Shaking her head, Vanya resumed the recording and Emma's giggles returned to her ears. "Yeah, I used it this morning and forgot to wash it-"

Vanya started, almost dropping the dildo in shock.

Say that before I go sniffing the damn thing!

Pausing the recording, she went to the bathroom and washed the dildo thoroughly. She didn't plan to use it, but she didn't like the idea of the unwashed toy sitting in her dresser. After cleaning it, she set it on the table to dry and sighed.

The morning had been a long one. But moving around helped take her mind off the state of her underwear.

They reached the pillow talk stage, so hopefully I don't have to listen to much more moaning...

Vanya thought to herself.

Sitting back down, Vanya hit the play button once more on the recording.

"You've really taken a shine to that woman, huh?" Freida whispered. "Am I not enough for you now?"

"You're one to talk," Emma smiled. "But I was just thinking of making her my

pet.

Every couple needs a cute

pet,

right?"

"H-Huh?!?" Vanya practically shouted in surprise. Her cheeks flushed, heart pounding. More surprising than the conversation, her body suddenly burned with need. "W-What the heck..." Vanya whispered to herself.

"A

pet,

huh?" Freida asked back.

At the word 'pet', Vanya clenched her sex, rubbing her thighs together. Her sore nipples begged for attention through her cotton tank top. Whining, she gasped for breath, gripping the edge of the table.

"I guess you're right, every couple does need an adorable little

pet,"

Freida continued. "But you have to take care of

pets.

You can't let them hang like you did today."

"Of course, I'll be sure to take good care of her. I'll turn her into a wonderful

pet,"

Emma replied.

Each time they said 'pet', Vanya jumped in her seat. Lowering one hand between her legs, she gently rubbed her crotch. She didn't even know what they were saying anymore. But every time they said that word, Vanya's womanhood cried out for attention.

The two women continued talking, but she could no longer hear them. She rubbed herself through her shorts, zoning out, basking in the shifting fabric over her clit.

Every now and then, the word 'pet' came up and Vanya squeaked in surprise. Each time, the word echoed around her mind and Vanya sped up her fingers, grinding against her mound.

Eventually, her earbuds fell silent. But Vanya continued stroking. Even as the outside of her shorts grew damp, Vanya kept rubbing, staring blankly at the wall in front of her. Cheeks pink, she panted for breath.

With each stroke, her thoughts grew quieter and quieter. Even the dildo on the table in front of her couldn't tempt her out of the trance. Everything felt warm and comfortable, like she could just keep rubbing forever.

-

*knock* *knock* *knock*

Vanya blinked. Someone had knocked on her door.

Despite the cool AC, sweat dripped from her flushed skin. Looking down, she found her hand still stroking her mound through the running shorts.

Should I stop..?

A key turned in the lock and Vanya started.

Crap, I got distracted!

Locking her tablet, she pulled out her earbuds, unplugging them from the device.

As the door opened, Vanya stood up, smoothing the wrinkles in her clothes. "Who might it be?" She called out.

Two identical maids entered, "Oh, you're still in here," the first one called out.

"Don't mind us, we're just gonna do some tidying up," the second one continued. They both stood the same height, with the same uniform, and the same black hair and brown eyes. On their uniforms, name tags read 'Donna' and 'Bella'.

Twins?

"Let me know if you need me to move anything..." Vanya replied.

"Of course, thank you!" Bella—the first maid—began spritzing cleaner on the flat surfaces, wiping it up with a rag. But as she leaned over, her short black-and-white maid uniform pulled up slightly, revealing her black frilly panties.

"Uhm, you're..." Vanya tried to say but trailed off, face still hot from masturbating.

"Is something wrong?" Donna whispered in Vanya's ear and she jumped slightly. The maid stood behind Vanya, holding her cleaned charcoal-gray suit on a hanger.

"No, it's just..." Vanya trailed off as she stared at the maid's chest. Her low-cut uniform exposed much of her chest.

What's with me today? Spacing out like this...

"I'll be hanging up your suit from yesterday," the maid broke the silence and Vanya glanced up to meet her eyes, nodding.

As the maid opened her closet, Vanya watched the hem of her skirt. With each step, it bounced slightly, revealing flashes of her underwear and butt.

Do they really make the maids wear such revealing outfits?

As Donna returned, she held Vanya's laundry basket in one hand. "We'll be washing your clothes too," she informed her with a smile.

"Yes, of course-" Vanya nodded back but froze partially through her reply. The maid scooped up Vanya's dirty pencil skirt and brought it to her nose, taking a deep sniff.

"Such a lewd-smelling skirt. Yet no sign of panties or underwear in the bin~ You were a naughty girl yesterday," the maid smiled at Vanya.

"H-Huh?" Vanya blinked in surprise. Visions of Emma flashed in her mind. After following the girl back to Freida's apartment, she had indeed lost her underway somewhere along the way. "That is... Uhm- Y'know..."

"Oh Donna, stop teasing the poor girl." Bella returned, admonishing her sister. But Donna just laughed and took the laundry back to their cart. "Why don't you have a seat for now," Bella said with a smile and motioned to the freshly made bed.

Nodding, Vanya sat on her bed. But as the pretty maids zoomed around her room, she began to space out again. Their short skirts bounced with every step, flashing their black and white frilly panties. Each time they leaned down, they always did it away from Vanya, giving her an even better view.

Glancing around the room, Vanya tried to avoid staring. But her eyes landed on the vibrator, still on the table where she had left it to dry.

Why didn't I put it away earlier!?

Vanya thought, blushing.

Trying to avoid looking at the maids, Vanya stared at the vibrator. The mechanical parts of the toy showed through the semi-transparent purple body. Motors in the middle connected to rotating beads that would spin in the middle of the shaft. At the base, part of the vibrator split upwards, with another motor inside that for clitoral stimulation.

It does look pretty fancy. Perhaps I'll try it after the maids leave...

"We're all done," Bella called out with a cheerful smile.

Vanya sighed in relief, "Great, I'll see you to the door-" Vanya moved to stand up, but Donna pushed her back down to a sitting position.

"There is one thing we have to discuss though," Donna said. She leaned down to eye level, her breasts hanging inside her maid uniform, "You've been a very, very bad girl~"

"U-Uhm..." Vanya swallowed, tearing her eyes away from the maid's chest. But as she met her teasing brown eyes and Vanya's heart skipped a beat. "I-If this is about my underwear, I just lost it somewhere yesterday. I'm properly wearing some today..."

"Oh, don't let her scare you," Bella said, sitting down on the bed. "But we do have to discuss some of the rules here. You see, residents aren't allowed to keep sex toys in their room."

"We've had issues with people making messes, you see," Donna said, sitting down beside Vanya as well. As she sat down, she gently placed a hand on Vanya's bare leg, lightly rubbing her thigh.

"O-Oh, I see..." Vanya quickly glanced between the two of them. On one side, Donna suggestively stroked her inner thigh. On the other, Bella smiled cheerily as if nothing was going on. "I don't plan on using it though."

"Unfortunately, it is still against our policy," Bella said apologetically.

"Naughty lying girls still used their toys," Donna whispered into Vanya's ear and she shivered. The maid kept distractingly rubbing her thigh, going higher and higher with each soft stroke of her fingertips. "They kept waking people up with their moans..." Donna breathed down her neck.

"I-I see... You can confiscate it then. I don't mind."

"Well, that's the thing," Bella replied. "We can just confiscate it and be done but..."

"The naughty girls still ended up with dirty sheets. Even without the toys, they couldn't resist..." Donna brought her hand up to Vanya's cheek, gently stroking it. As she turned to face Donna, Vanya's heart pounded, staring into her playful eyes.

"So to relieve our guests' desires, we maids will take care of things," Bella whispered into Vanya's other ear, leaning closer. The maid's breasts pressed against her arm and Bella put a hand on her chest, gently fingering the strap of Vanya's tank top.

Still staring into Donna's eyes, Vanya squirmed. Behind her, Donna's hand slowly rubbed her back, tracing lower and lower with each gentle stroke. Donna's touch grew softer and softer, until she dragged only her nails across the small of her back, and Vanya arched against it.

"U-Uhm..."

I know they're just teasing me, so why can't I calm down?

Vanya struggled to think with Donna's nails drawing slow lazy circles across her back. "W-What was the question again?" Vanya asked.

Donna smiled, leaning closer. The maid's lips hovered centimeters from her own, sweet peppermint breath tickling her nose. "Dirty girls lead to dirty rooms," Donna whispered. "So it's our job as maids to ensure they stay behaved..."

"As my sister said, we need to keep our guests' rooms sanitary. So we'll be taking care of your sexual urges from now on. We have to make sure your sheets stay clean after all."

"H-Huh?" As Vanya realized what they were saying, she laughed. "Haha, you can't be serious!"

"Oh but we are so serious," Donna turned Vanya's chin back towards her, so that she stared into those captivating brown eyes. "We'll make you feel so amazing, you'll never think of dirtying these sheets on your own again~"

Vanya shivered.

What if it's not a joke?

Her heart beat a little faster at the thought.

Bella gently slipped the strap of her tank top off her shoulder. "It's okay, we are very experienced at this," Bella said, gently rubbing the top of her chest. The maid's soft hands massaged her now bare shoulder.

"We know just which buttons naughty girls need pressed..." Donna whispered and she trailed a single nail down Vanya's back. Past the end of her tank top and just above the hem of her shorts, Donna's nail tickled the small strip of exposed skin on her back.

Vanya arched her back, heart pounding.

I-If they're just joking, it's fine to play along, right? Right?

"Why don't you take off your shorts?" Bella suggested.

"Strip for us~" Donna whispered.

"F-Fine," Vanya said, standing up. Stepping away from the bed, she turned around and dropped her shorts.

They should give up on teasing me if I just play along.

"Bwahaha," Donna laughed and Bella's static smile twitched a little farther upwards.

"Are you happy? Have you had your fun now?" Vanya asked.

"We don't mean to make fun of you. It's just that- Your panties appear to be a mess," Bella said.

"You need our help more than I thought," Donna laughed.

"H-Huh?" Vanya looked down and blushed. A damp wet spot on her panties stretched deep into her groin. She had been masturbating before the maids arrived after all. "N-No- That is..."

"It's fine, just sit down," Bella said. She set out a towel and patted the bed next to her.

Still slightly stunned by her embarrassing mishap, Vanya meekly sat down. "I'm sorry, I just- I don't know what's gotten into me these past two days."

"Controlling your urges is difficult, that's why we're here to help," Bella said and as Vanya sat down on the blankets, the maid kneeled in front. Looping her fingers around the edges of her panties, Bella peeled off the messy underwear.

"You can trust everything to us," Donna whispered, crawling behind her. The other maid embraced her from behind, leaning Vanya back into her soft chest.

"Y-You're really doing this? It isn't a joke?"

"Of course, we never joke," Bella said with a smile.

"We mean every word of what we say. Dirty girls like you are our specialty," Donna whispered into her ear.

Vanya shivered and the maid reached around, embracing her in a backwards hug. She massaged high up on Vanya's chest, then slowly pushed her tank top fully off her shoulders. With the tank top barely clinging to her chest, Donna slowly massaged lower and lower, until she gently rubbed the midsts of Vanya's cleavage.

This is for the mission... So it's okay if I let them, right?

Vanya thought, arching her back against Donna.

"I'll be using the toy you brought," Bella informed her and she pulled out the light-purple butterfly dildo. She poured a small dollop of lube onto the head, rubbing it down the length of the toy. Her small hands rubbed the clear fluid in until its purple rubber surface shined. Then she brought the dildo to Vanya's entrance.

Vanya broke, staring at the lubed dildo. "Please..." she whispered, wiggling her hips slightly and Bella pushed the dildo inside her. "Yes, god yes," Vanya sighed.

It plunged deep into her passage. The slippery length of the toy glided through her folds and Bella slid it in to the hilt. As the thumb of the rabbit dildo kissed her clit, Bella drew it back out, thrusting with slow deliberate motions. Each time Bella thrust, the dildo bumped into her clit.

"That's it, just relax into our hands," Donna whispered into her ear. The other maid behind her slowly pulled Vanya's tank top down, letting her breasts pop out. The top fell around her waist and Donna gently groped Vanya's bare breasts.

Vanya opened her eyes. Bella stared up at her with her same smile, gently thrusting the silent dildo. Behind her, Donna's hot breath poured down her neck, sending goosebumps down her spine.

The mission report doesn't have to know about this...

Vanya thought with a shiver.

The vibrator clicked on, dull vibrations rumbling through her sex. "Switching on to low vibrations," Bella reported.

Vanya leaned back, staring up at the ceiling. The thumb of the dildo kissed her clit once more, its forked ears fluttering over her sensitive spot. Inside, the beads halfway up the shaft spun, undulating inside her. "Yes..." Vanya whispered.

Donna gently kissed up her exposed neck and she traced her fingers down to Vanya's nipples, gently pinching. "Dirty dirty girl..." Donna breathed.

After teasing herself all morning, and being left frustrated the day before. Vanya's eyes rolled up as Bella held the vibrator up to its hilt in her womanhood. She relaxed into Donna's arms, panting in satisfaction.

Donna flipped her legs over Vanya's own, pulling hers apart. With the maid's thighs around her waist, Vanya lowered her hands, gently stroking the maid's legs like the arms of a chair.

The vibrations kicked up a notch. Hilted in her sex, the thumb of the vibrator buzzed against her sensitive bump. "Switched to medium strength," Bella reported.

"God yes... Yes!" Vanya moaned, bucking her hips. Bella's strong hands held her still, grinding the vibrator against her clit.

"Naughty girl, you gotta stay still," Donna whispered down her neck. The maid released her breasts and pulled Vanya harder into the backwards hug. Donna's arms tightened around her torso, almost knocking the wind out of her.

Panting through the heavy weight on her chest, Vanya squirmed in Donna's embrace. The maid's arms and legs left little room to even wiggle. But the pseudo-restraints only sharpened Vanya's overflowing arousal.

Vanya clenched around the spinning beads of the toy. "Oh god..." she moaned. The entire length of the dildo hummed. But the rotation of beads within her was too much. "I'm gonna..."

The dildo clicked and the buzzing grew louder. "Switching to high vibration mode," Bella reported.

The dildo spun even faster and Bella grinded the top of the dildo into her clit, "Oh- Oh fffffuck..." Vanya moaned as she toppled over the edge.

Donna gently bit her earlobe, sucking on her ear as she came. The maid's strong arms squeezed even tighter and darkness clouded her vision. "Cum." Donna whispered.

Squirming as hard as she could, Vanya half-moaned half-screamed in pleasure. But the maid's strong arms held her still. "Oh f-fuck! Fuck!"

As the first crest of the orgasm passed, Vanya clenched down around the vibrator, whimpering and squirming. Her oversensitive womanhood twitched around it as each crest of the orgasm washed over her.

Finally, Bella flipped the vibrator off, and Vanya sighed in relief. "Entering cool-off mode," Bella reported. But she slowly thrust the silent dildo in and out of her sex, accentuating the last vestiges of Vanya's climax.

As the orgasm settled, Vanya took deep long breaths, letting her heart slow down. "Wow..."

"Perfect job," Donna said, rubbing her back. The maid slowly extracted herself out from behind Vanya and stood up. "But we still gotta do our work. Please excuse us."