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This story depicts scenes of sexual tickling, and BDSM.
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KINK DISCLAIMERS: Tickle Torture, BDSM, Female Ejaculation, Interrogation, Crying, Overstimulation, Humiliation
The Serum
MMM/F & F*(Machine)/F
By,
The Puppet Master 37
- - - She made her way through the foliage with a swiftness rivaled only by local indigenous predators. Easily the most competent and versatile Special Agents in modern times, she was the pride of the S.S.A.
She dropped into the forest alone at night, undetected. Her black bodysuit camouflaged her almost entirely as she slinked within one click of the enemy base. 4 guards were to be on patrol, and a sniper could be seen peering from prone on the rooftop, red laser sweeping like Sauron's Eye.
She isolated and neutralized the guards one by one, and with a single skilled throw of a bolas, the sniper fell to the ground with a solid thud. Swiping a small hand-held device over the keypad outside a heavy side door, she was able to slip inside the facility.
Overhearing two guards downstairs below her, she listened closely, "There is noooo way that our heads don't end up rolling if we don't find a way to test the juice." Henchman number two agreed. "Ya! Our first test subject passed out from treatment with only the 10 X and our last test subject went completely nonverbal, only able to laugh, even after the treatment."
"Would you two stop it! Bickering and whining about our situation isn't going to improve our predicament! All we have to do is be patient. Things will work themselves out... they always do." This voice was not harsh and worried like the beefy guards she heard before. This voice sounded calm, and precise. "If we are unable to find another host for the serum, then it will degrade and we will be forced to start our research all over again!"
She left them to their own devices and peered through a small window on a heavy-looking metallic door. It looked almost like a medical examination room. The key pad was the same kind she had bypassed earlier. Easy day!
Once inside, she saw what resembled a mechanical massage chair, upholstered in black pleather, and padded for comfort. Drawers and cabinets were arranged throughout the room. 'Wonder what's in there ...hmmm..." But before she could investigate, she noticed something strange about the chair: it had padded manacles where someone's arms and legs would go..."
"HEY!!!" A strong arm gripped her around the chest from behind. "I think we just found what we are looking for!!!"
An evil laugh... a small struggle... a cloak of blackness...
She awoke in the strange chair she had been inspecting earlier. Two of the muscled lackeys from before stood on either side of the door. The Scientist she overheard speaking before sat now, in front of her. She instantly recognized his voice, "Well well well... I knew it had to be just a matter of time before someone sent a Special Agent just like yourself to try to destabilize us. You can't be at the tippy top of the Black Market Weapons Tech market without someone trying to swoop in and take a bite of your pie."
