STORY #31
UNDERCOVER STORIES: PART TWO
My name's Allison Wagner, well, it's not really,
in fact I've used many names in my career as and agent and
courier for the CIA!!! This is the second part of my story
on how I recovered the plans for an advanced missile guidance
system from the safe of a renegade industrialist named Hans
Strecker, before he could sell them to the East Germans!!!
I flew to Warsaw and made contact with my control agent, Peter
Olinsky, who briefed me on our plan of attack, which turned
out to be that I find and meet Strecker in an underground
sex club in the industrial section of Warsaw!!! I contacted
the subject in the club, but unfortunately for me, I was forced
to submit to one of Strecker's brutal whippings with a cat
o nine tails that left battered and injured!!! Our story picks
up with Strecker helping me get dressed and offering to drive
me back to my hotel!!!
"Get in," Hans Strecker said firmly as his
limousine slid quietly to curb!!! I was in such pain that
my better judgment was momentarily blinded, and without so
much as a peep of protest, I found myself alone in the back
of the limo with the evil Strecker!!! He casually lit up a
foul smelling cigar, and as if to emphasize his superiority,
he blew a stream of smoke into my face before pulling me roughly
to him and bending me over his knee!!! "I-I want to go to
my hotel," I stammered, fearful that he would start beating
my already burning bottom!!! "I want to go to my hotel," he
mimicked in babyish voice before pulling up my dress and coming
down hard on my bottom with his hand, "you American's are
all alike, soft and weak, for the life of me I can't figure
out how we lost the war!!!" The pain from his spanking was
instantaneous and so severe that I nearly passed out amidst
the agony, but just before my mind turned to blackness, my
pussy was forced open by insistent fingers and seconds later
an incredibly huge dildo was slammed into my helpless vagina!!!
The melding of pain and pleasure drove me deliriously back
and forth between agony to ecstasy, until my pussy convulsed
in a series of the most crushing orgasms I had ever experienced!!!
Tears ran down my cheeks as the limo sped through the back
streets of Warsaw until we pulled into a private drive that
led to Hans Strecker's mansion!!!
As the limo pulled under a canopy next to
the big house, several servants appeared out of nowhere and
pulled me on wobbly legs into a large dark foyer, where Strecker,
who was right behind me, ordered in a stern level voice, "Take
her to the dungeon and prepare her!!!" As my legs were barely
functional, the two goons half dragged me down a narrow stairway
to the basement to what turned out to be a chamber of horrors!!!
There were five or six other women shackled or tied to various
medieval torture devices that if used improperly would have
resulted in a painful if not quick death!!! Several of the
women were passed out either from pain or lack of sleep, but
several others were moaning softly as the leather bindings
cut deeply into their soft pliable flesh!!! As I was dragged
past them, one or two of them begged me to help them, but
with in a matter of moments, I joined them in their agony
when I was strapped spread eagle on a long table with my ankles
and wrists pulled tightly in all four directions!!! My ass
still burned from the abuse it had taken earlier in the evening,
but that would turn out to be child's play compared to what
Herr Strecker had in store for me next!!!
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I closed my eyes and wondered for the life
of me how I ever let myself get talked into this assignment,
and just as I was about to drift off to sleep, a feather tickled
my nipple causing me to snap wide awake immediately!!! "So
tell me, Fraulein Wagner," Strecker asked softly, "exactly
how did you expect to steal the blue prints from my safe,
did you think me so stupid to allow a mere woman to trick
me into giving you such an opportunity!?!" My blood ran cold
as ice when I realized my cover had been blown, but I still
managed to stammer, "I-I don't know what you're talking about
Herr Strecker, now please, untie me and let me return to my
hotel!!!" An evil chuckle rumbled in his throat, and while
he softly ran the feather up and down the length of my body,
when all at once, with his other hand he pulled a large handle
which activated a gear causing my bindings to pull my arms
and legs almost out of their sockets!!! "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,"
I moaned loudly, "n-no more, please, let me go!!!" Of course,
Fraulein Wagner," he said softly while using the feather on
my gaping pussy, "as soon as you tell me what I want to know,
you may leave any time you wish!!!" Another pull on the handle
sent shooting pain rifling through ever joint in my body,
but before I could scream, the evil Nazi pig rammed a huge
dildo into my pussy which resulted in my having still another
series of brutally draining orgasms!!! "Do you know what I
like about American women," he asked softly, "it's that you
have such wonderfully responsive vaginas, I call them the
Ferraris of pussies!!!"
With my whole body now covered in a thin layer
of sweat, Strecker picked up a burning candle, and with no
remorse at all, turned the taper on its side and let a stream
of burning wax pour onto my hot damp nipple!!! It was as if
someone had touched me with and electric wire, and while my
body instinctively tried to lurch, it was caught up in the
vice like grip of the rack, and therefore was held firmly
I place for more torture!!! "Oh, god," I begged, "n-no more,
please, no more!!!" "Of course not Fraulein," he said soothingly,
"just tell me what I wish to know!!!" I was growing delirious
from the pain, and as I blithered on about not knowing a thing
about what he was asking, my whole being was jolted as a river
of hot wax dribbled onto my clit and down the open crack of
my pussy!!! Imagine just for a moment the last time you burned
your lip on hot cheese, and then try and imagine that same
burn in a much more sensitive location, and then you'll realize
the intense pain that stabbed at my vagina!!! Drool was now
running down my cheeks as sensory overload seemed to have
taken over my helpless body, with the pain becoming so intense,
that it was now impossible for it to register in my mind!!!
Strecker now in a fit of rage, jumped up and
went from machine to machine, inflicting even more pain on
his other victims, while at the same time ramming large thick
dildos into each of their pussies, inducing orgasms out each
and every one them!!! With fire now blazing in his eyes, he
tore of his trousers, mounted me, and with a viciousness that
seemed palpable, drove his spike into me as if he was attempting
to fuck me to death!!! "Tell me what you know," he panted
between strokes, "tell me or I will surely have to kill you!!!"
The irony of the situation was not lost on me, as the fury
in my pussy ignored the intense hatred that I felt for this
human piece of garbage and it erupted in a wave of orgasms
that under normal circumstances would have been wonderfully
satisfying, but in this case left me feeling hollow and alone!!!
The room was now resonating with the sound of women climaxing
as their bodies were being literally stretched to the limit,
and while I was about resigned to the fact that this would
indeed be my last day on the face of the earth, a gun shot
rang out and Hans Strecker slumped over dead on my stricken
form!!! The next sound I heard was the voice of Peter Olinsky
who asked, "Allison, are you all right!?!"
The room quickly filled with a dozen officers
of the Warsaw police department, who with shocked and stunned
looks on their faces carefully freed the other women captives
while Peter used his knife to cut my shackles!!! I was in
a state of deep shock but still managed to ask, "H-how did
you know.............." "We had you covered in the Inferno
Club," Peter related, "when we saw you getting into Strecker's
limo it didn't look like you were going on your own, so we
followed you to his mansion, and sure enough, they had to
drag you from the limo, so presto, kidnapping, and even in
Warsaw that's a capital crime!!!" As one of the officers wrapped
a sheet around me, Peter continued on, "Then it was just a
matter of convincing the cops that you really were in danger,
and voila, here we are!!!" "W-what about the blue prints,
did you get them," I asked!?! "They're already on a plane
to Washington," he replied with a big grin on his face, "now
let's get the heck outta this place, it gives me the creeps!!!"
Then with half a laugh I replied, "It gives me more than that!!!"
THE END
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