Sleeper Agents 3

~~~ Chapter Notes ~~~

This piece is part of a series. The story will make more sense if you read it from start to finish.

All of the chapters in this series have been completed. They are submitted to Literotica as a bundle. They should appear at a rate of one per day.

~~~ Heaven ~~~

When we woke up, the next morning, we gathered around the conference table.

"Now that you all have your new armor and weapons," I told them, "I think it's safe to go ahead and apply your upgrades to your items. I doubt we'll get another load of loot like that again soon - and I'm not sure what we'll be heading into next. We need to be upgraded and ready to roll."

"My student?" Tuya asked.

"We'll try to visit when we can," I offered.

She nodded.

We spent the next several minutes working on our upgrades. I realized that I had two sets of upgrade materials - one set for weapons and another for armor. I told the girls what I had realized, and they found that they each had a mixture of both as well. I used all of my weapon upgrades on my lesser whip - trying to equalize the two. It was still not quite as good as the one I had gotten (with Angel's help) from the demon lord - but it was better than it had been. With two of them, I was almost chomping at the bit to find a demon horde to attack. I had three armor upgrades. They all went into my "bark-skin and thorn-hide" set. Those upgrades bumped the stats up even more than they already were.

We exited the pocket-room to find a messenger waiting.

"Ben Lamplighter?" he asked.

I laughed and fought the urge to ask him who else he thought he'd find emerging from our little personalized portal.

"Yes?" I inquired.

"Follow me, please," he said.

He turned and headed off. I intentionally fucked with my armor and weapons until he stopped to make sure we were actually going to follow him. I waved the girls after him and then I brought up the rear. Angel raced back, grabbed the portal card, and brought it to me. I shook my head and told her to keep it. She insisted, reminding me that we all had storage-rings now, and I finally took the thing and stored it away. I stored my scythe as well.

The young-looking angel led us to some sort of military office - and then handed us off to the receptionist.

I dropped into a seat and pulled Cherry onto my lap. She flipped my skirt (and hers) up, and speared her cunt on my prick. I was just getting really warmed up from her wriggling twat - when the woman told us that we could go in. Cherry hopped up and I swatted her on the ass. She bent down, sucked my cock clean, and flipped my skirt back down.

"Sleeper," the man said, stepping forward and offering me his hand.

I shook it.

"Sir?" I asked, not sure what the medals on his uniform signified.

"You're a bit of an enigma," he said, smiling.

"Thanks?" I offered.

He laughed.

"I've got a problem down on the south side of Chicago," he said. "That's your old stomping grounds, right?"

"I'm from Chicago," I agreed, nodding. "Lincoln Park - nowhere near the area you're talking about."

He waved away my correction like it didn't make a difference. I was pretty sure his lack of detailed knowledge was about to send us into a shit-storm.

"I've got a handful of guerilla units doing hit-and-runs on my outposts in the south. I was hoping you could help me out."

"We can take a look," I told him.

"Good, good," he said. "Anything you can do to reduce the effectiveness of those units would be terrific."

He glanced at the door.

"Alright then, chief," I said.

He grimaced.

"We'll come back when we've eliminated your problem."

"You ... uh ... sure ..." he said.

I wasn't sure why he'd suddenly lost faith in our ability to resolve his little situation - but - as far as I was concerned - I had just told him, "Thanks, see you never."

I ushered the girls out of the building and Angel directed us back towards the nexus of portals.

"Chicago, sweet-cheeks," I hollered to her.

She nodded.

The rest of the girls gathered around when I waved them over.

"He's got units sniping at his outposts - to me it sounds like what we just saw in Mongolia. Forces from an established stronghold making raids on the neighbors - especially neighbors that are encroaching on their territory."

The girls nodded.

"We'll find a hole to hide in, watch for the attacks, and follow the raiders back to their boss."

Penny chuckled and said, "And then we kick their asses."

"Something like that," I agreed. "I need everybody on their toes until we see what we're up against."

I got nods, a couple swats on my ass-cheeks, and a kiss - from Mei.

"We'll be close to your old stomping grounds," I told her.

"No worries," she replied.

"Nobody we need to terrorize?" I asked, smirking.

She kissed my lips and said, "Bygones ..."

"I love you, sweet lady," I said.

"I know you do, stud," she purred in reply. "You make my pussy ache every time you show me."

I pulled her in for another kiss and then held hands with her as we followed Angel to the right portal to take us back to the Windy City.

I noticed Penny being a little bouncier than normal. I thought about her delicious body - and those naughty piercings of hers. I focused my intent on her nipple piercings.

"Fuck, Ben ...," she moaned. "You've gotta quit that."

Angel stood in front of a portal that I thought I recognized. We queued up and I went through first.

~~~ Chicago ~~~

The portal guards nodded to me as I turned back to wait for my girls to come through. Their eyes didn't really widen - but I could tell that I had more of an entourage than most squad leaders that usually came through here.

Their eyes did flicker when the Mongolian triplets came through wearing naughty maid outfits.

"Boss man said there are hit-and-run activities happening," I said. "He wasn't all that specific but said we have outposts somewhere. 'South' was the word he used."

"Start looking around Burnside," one of the angel guards said.

"Thanks," I replied.

"Go with the blessings of God," he intoned.

I gave him a nod and turned southward.

"You get all that?" I asked Angel.

"Yeah," she said.

"Anyone told you lately that you're a sexy little bitch?" I asked, groping her ass.

Her eyebrows crinkled and I felt the head of my cock vibrate.

I laughed and used my intent to buzz her nipples and her clit - and make it feel like her cunt was full of my cock.

She moaned - and missed a step. I caught her arm.

"You don't play fair, boss," she snickered.

"I love you, sweet-cheeks," I told her.

"You say that to all the girls," she shot back.

I laughed and said, "Only *my* girls."

She darted in, kissed my lips, and grabbed my hand. As we walked, she swung our hands back and forth - like we were high school sweethearts or something - not a couple of serial killers on our way to maim and destroy.

It took us a couple hours to get where we had been told to go.

As we moved into the area, I began to get a general feeling about where the outpost was located. I'd never had that before. I stopped walking and told the girls what I was feeling.

"You consumed a lot of experience orbs," Angel suggested.

I nodded and said, "I'm hoping that's what it is."

"Nice to have, if it's trustworthy," Penny agreed.

I pointed straight ahead and a little to the left.

"I put the outpost about a half mile that way," I told them. "Let's ease to the right a little and we'll do a wide sweep of the area. I wish our group was a little smaller, but I don't really want to leave any of you behind."

"Mei and I can go stealth," Tuya offered.

"Do that and let's see how fast you can move," I suggested.

As it turned out, a slow walk was the best they could manage and still stay cloaked. We gave that up and just started the circuit that I had described.

We had traveled about a mile when I got a feeling that there was a small patrol or raiding team up ahead. I warned the girls. Mei and Tuya blended into the background, and I plopped down the portable portal and the rest of us ducked inside.

As we waited, I fretted, wishing that I could see and hear what was happening.

Suddenly, I was seeing what Mei was seeing.

"Fuck!" I heard Cherry gasp. "That's awesome!"

Somehow, I was broadcasting what Mei was seeing to the rest of the group.

<"Can you exclude me?"> Tuya asked.

I realized she was speaking directly into my mind.

I focused my intent to prevent Mei's sight and hearing from interfering with Tuya's eyes and ears.

<"Thanks,"> she transmitted.

We watched as a group of four demons approached the intersection where we were hiding - and then they turned to their right.

Mei slipped forward to keep them in sight, broke camo to sprint to the corner, and then cloaked once more. Tuya eased up on her right.

The demon group moved to within a couple blocks of the outpost. Two of them kept watch while the other two pulled out pistols and began taking pop-shots at the outpost - trying to pick off any angels they saw moving around.

Once the shooters had emptied a couple clips each, they pocketed their firearms and turned to head back the way they had come.

Mei and Tuya moved - under cloak - to the south side of the intersection. Once they were out of sight of the returning raiders, they sprinted south and then cloaked again, waiting for the crew to make their way past.

We watched as Mei caught sight of the quartet again and tracked them as they passed by where our two fighters were positioned.

Once they passed, they continued on - completely unaware that the girls were walking just fast enough to maintain their camouflage as they followed the group back to their base.

The group came to a walk-up eatery and stopped to order a snack. They looked around as they waited - obviously looking for any tails that they might have picked up. Mei moved to the left and Tuya moved right.

Finally, the demons finished their snack (and surveillance) and headed off again. Thankfully for those of us who were watching remotely, they moved left - remaining within Mei's line of sight. Tuya broke camo, raced to where she thought they would go next, and went stealth once more. Mei followed the group, moving (once again) as fast as she could without breaking her concealment.

The raiders traveled another mile before they came to a crack house-looking place. The building looked like it might have originally been a pharmacy before having all of the windows boarded over. They went to the alley door and knocked. After a moment, a viewport slid open. They conversed with the guard inside and then the door opened and they were admitted.

<"Stay put,"> I sent to Mei. <"We're coming to you.">

We exited the pocket-room, I grabbed the portal-card, and we hurried to catch up to Mei and Tuya. I placed the portal-room down, again, around the corner from where our invisible scouts were. Mei stayed at her post. Tuya came into our private room to relax. Every hour, we traded watchers. Mei and Tuya handed off their armor-sets to the other girls so that we could spread out the labor. I remained where I was and kept broadcasting the images and sounds to the rest of the group.

Cherry, as usual, decided to take advantage of my immobility to ride my cock. When she was done, the rest of the team lined up to take their turns as well.

I didn't mind (at all) having a fresh pussy wrapped around my cock every half-hour or so. I was also delighted with the fact that I could now mentally communicate with all of our team-members - up to about a range of a half-mile.

At bedtime, Angel told me to stop broadcasting. We set up a watch rotation - not to protect our little room - but to keep an eye on the teams moving in and out of their little safe-house.

Obviously, this thing was roughly equivalent to our outposts - this wasn't the head-honcho's base of operations. We would need to broaden the scope of our activities in order to find the lines of communication from the crack house to the real seat of power.

~~~

The following day, under stealth, Mei slowly advanced on the safe house until she was standing beside the entrance.

We logged all of the pass-phrase and challenge-and-response pairs that came through.

When I ordered a repeat the following day, the girls growled at me. I informed them that - depending on the paranoia of the person who was in charge of pass-phrases - there might be different ones for different days of the week or month.

Halfway through the second day, none of the passcodes had changed. I called a halt to the passphrase-collection activities and pulled the girls back.

Our best guess - from watching groups of individuals come and go - was that the larger base was farther south. We "broke camp" (pulled the pocket-room up and stored it away), arced to the right/west (circling the safe house), and then moved back east until we spotted a familiar face heading south at a jog.

Penny covered our asses and the rest of us hurried after the presumed messenger - to see where he was headed.

A half-hour later, we arrived at a construction site.

The building was by no means complete but no work was being done on the place. Most of the walls had been erected but there were no windows. There had been some human activity at the crack house. This place had none at all. Every person coming and going from this location was a demon.

We found a spot a couple blocks away and settled in to learn more about what we were up against.

~~~

It took us two more weeks of following messengers in order to track down the dozen crack houses and safe houses that served as the satellite locations for this base of operations. Finally, I thought we had a fairly accurate picture of what we were looking at - at least in terms of the scale of what we were fighting.

We gathered around the conference table, and I asked for suggestions on how we wanted to proceed.

Penny wanted to remove the satellites - in much the same way as we had done in Mongolia - circling the main base and remove all of the outer defenses and fighter units. After that, we would advance on the main base.

Cherry proposed rushing the construction site and taking down the "big cheese" - which would (likely) send the rest of the rats running for their holes. One possible upside of this plan would be that we'd find other (surrounding) bases - if some of the rats ran to the neighboring overlords for shelter. The biggest challenge with that notion was that we'd probably be too tired from the fight with the boss to be able to figure out where all the rats had disappeared to.

The last option was to take a more measured approach and just start picking off raiders and messengers until we drew the rats out from their cover when they came to track us down. We'd gotten away with that in Mongolia but - I was ashamed to admit - that had probably also been what had gotten Tuya's home destroyed. If we decided to use guerilla warfare to whittle the forces down, we needed to stay more mobile this time. The pocket-room helped - but it would still require us to be more careful.

Honestly, we were engaging in warfare against combatants that had no qualms about killing us or - for that matter - the humans around them. This was bound to get ugly.

Not for the first time, I wondered why the demon that had killed me had picked me and my wife out as his targets. I certainly thought Claudia was beautiful but - to be honest - she was not any more gorgeous than the women that surrounded me now. Why had he targeted us - or her - with me just being an obstacle to be removed?

I also thanked providence - or God - or whomever - that the demon had been low-level enough that I'd been able to kill him. Sure, I had died - but the fucker hadn't gotten what he'd wanted from my wife.

Angel curled herself around me. She kissed my cheek.

"You okay?" she asked.

I looked up to see the girls all looking at me. I had completely zoned out - right in the middle of our little planning session.

"Thinking back to that day I met you," I told her.

"I believe," Penny said, smirking, "that your words were 'This is bullshit'."

I smiled - in spite of the grimness of my thoughts - at how the biker had finally opened up to me. Both of us had been newly awakened and didn't know shit about shit.

"So," she said, grinning broadly, "we gonna fuck these fuckers up, or what?"

Gwen stood up and prowled towards me. I suddenly knew what a juicy steak felt like - as the waitress dropped the plate in front of the hungry customer.

She pushed my chair away from the table, grabbed the waistband of my gladiator's skirt, and pulled me to my feet.

"Come on, girls," she ordered. "We're gonna practice using our intent."

She brought me to the empty space - in the seating area - and removed my sandals and then my skirt. I stood before my team, completely naked.

Gwen teased a finger from my Adam's apple, down my throat, chest, stomach, pubes - and then down the length of my cock - which was now pointing at her.

She stepped onto my toes and leaned in - like she was going to kiss me - and then shoved me over. Unable to catch myself, I crashed to the floor on my back. Had I still been human, I would have busted my head on the floor. With my heavenly body, it merely knocked a little wind from my lungs.

She ordered Anujin and the triplets forward. They stretched out my arms and legs and sat on them. She told the rest of the members of our team to find seats where they could focus on my prick.

"Intent exercises," she announced. "Use your intent to suck and stroke Ben's cock, cuddle his balls, milk his prick, and build the tension and suction higher and higher until we make him explode - I want to see his shit geysering into the air. Ready? Begin."

Anujin's brow crinkled as she focused. Even the triplets were joining in.

It felt like there were eleven different sets of lips on my cock - on the top, the sides, my balls. Eleven tongues lapped up and down my length, stroked across my balls, teased my taint, and curled around the ridge at the crown of my penis. Eleven mouths and throats sucked on my prick. A gasping roar erupted from my throat as eleven women worked together to suck my cock and milk the jizz straight from my balls.

I gasped for breath. I had never felt so much suction in my life - it was ...

I screamed as my balls surrendered and vomited up their contents. It raced down the path to escape - and shot into the air.

Suddenly, the tension and suction all disappeared - and eleven women giggled as my sperm went airborne - and then fell back down onto my body and the floor.

As one, the triplets turn to look at the fiery redhead - silently asking permission to clean me up. She smiled - and nodded.

Not to be outdone, Mei leapt from her seat to try to beat the Mongol girls to the prize. In seconds, I had eleven women squirming around on top of me, kissing, sucking, licking, squeezing, and groping. I did my best to give back as much as they were giving me. The triplets and Anujin had released my hands and feet - and I squeezed every tit, pussy, and ass that I could reach.

After several minutes of giggling and squirming, the girls stood to their feet - and shoved Gwen into my arms. She lay, naked, on top of me - face to face. I held her face in my hands and kissed her tender lips.

"Thanks, honey," I told her.

"No problem," she said - her smile beaming.

"Intent practice was a good idea."

She nodded.

"Next time, you can be the target," I said, grinning.

She took a breath - to object - but I jabbed my fingers into her ribs and tickled the loving piss out of her. Her pale freckled body writhed and wriggled as she tried to escape the torment.

I finally relented. I grabbed her perfect ass in my hands and pulled her up for another lusty kiss.