Nicole Wallace stories of bdsm and control various F/F some F/M

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Couple of excracts and Short stories of Blacksheepboy413 I also found sorry I haven't found more yet thanks

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ONicole and Harley set up operation Batquinn (F/FM scenes)!

Harley Quinn walked out of the bathroom. She had just successfully finished dying her hair. It was the exact shade of red she was aiming for.


She went through her bag once more - after counting the ropes everything was set.


Her outfit waited on the bed. It was slightly different than usual, but it was all part of the plan. This must've been her best ruse yet.

Once she was all dressed up, it was time to to start the operation when the phone rung 'Yeah Nicole I will get the mission done it's going to be a scream!' Harley told the crime queen pin Nicole Wallace, (OliviaD'abo), as she prepared to make an impression on her future employer!

The Batcave was silent. Too silent for Barbara anyway. She was longing for some action. Batman and Robin had gone to assist Nightwing in Bludhaven, and she was requested to stay in case for emergency calls.


Luckily the alarm started to ring. It came from the museum.


Barbara turned on the surveillance to see Harley Quinn appear on the screen. There was something different about her hair and outfit but it was definitely her.


Harley walked closer to the camera and now Barbara saw her clearly. Harley's outfit was sort of an office attire spiced up in very "Harley-ish" way. Also her face looked less white and she was wearing rather average makeup. Her hair was dyed red and she had glasses.


Now wasn't the time to start wonder about the outfits as the cameras shut off. In a minute Barbara had turned into Batgirl and it was time to hit the road.


"Why would Harley Quinn do a museum heist? That's usually more Catwoman's territory." Batgirl was wondering

and there was something about that outfit... All though Harley does like to brag about having many outfits. I should still stay alert."


Batgirl arrived to the museum. The guards were unconscious and tied up. Batgirl would have to leave them for now and go after Harley.


"Hnghmmmph!" A male security guard suddenly muffled through his taped mouth.


Batgirl removed the tape and a large rubber ball that was stuffed into the guards mouth, and started to untie him.


"It was Harley Quinn. She seemed strange, somehow... It was impossible to stop her." The guard explained.


"It's alright, I'll take care of her. You should untie the rest of the guards. Keep everyone out of the museum until it's clear. Even the police." Batgirl said firmly.


The guard nodded and started to untie the rest. Batgirl continued inside the museum. The lobby was quite dark. Harley must've gone to further sections.

Batgirl knew already which section held the most valuable items. She sneaked into the section with caution. There was Harley, breaking into a cabinet which held a very decorative scepter.


"It's not like you breaking into museums." Batgirl said prickly.


"What are you up to? And what's with the hair? Got jealous or something?" She continued.


No answer. Batgirl approached Harley just to see that she had been talking to a dummy.


She turned around and saw Harley waving her mallet. Before Batgirl could make a move, the mallet hit her belly. She was forced to crouch and immediately she got another hit on her head. She fell to the floor and started to black out.


Harley turned Batgirl around on her back and held a rug on her face. Batgirl smelled something bitter but she couldn't make a move to resist. She could only watch Harley looking at her with a vicious smile...

Batgirl started to wake up. She could hardly move. Her hands were tied firmly behind her back and attached on something she couldn't see. Her feet were frogtied and it was impossible to move.


Something felt strange. Batgirl's hair was pulled into a ponytail and her outfit felt slightly... Lesser. She still felt a little blurry.


Then someone appeared in front of her. That someone was wearing a Batgirl outfit. No wait, it couldn't be... It was Harley. The mask was still lying on the floor. Harley knelt in front of Batgirl and pulled her hair hard.


"Argh!" Batgirl screamed as Harley took a selfie of them. She held the picture a long while in front of Batgirls face and laughed.


Barbara stared at the picture and was speechless. She saw herself tied up and Harley Quinn pulling her hair. But Barbara was wearing Harley's outfit. Harley had swapped their costumes while Barbara was unconscious.


"Oh wait, I'm almost forgetting something." Said Harley and took out a pair of glasses and put them on Barbara

Aww don't you look cute."


Barbara felt herself ridiculous.


"Damn it Harley, untie me right away! Do you really think anyone would actually buy this sh*..." Barbara continued until Harley interrupted her by grabbing her face.


"Shut up bat-brain. You know, we look surprisingly same, don't you think?" Harley started.


"And you know what? I recognize you. Wonder what the daddy commissioner will say when he sees you here." She continued and pulled Barbara's face closer to her own.


Barbara started to panic. This couldn't be happening. She started to struggle.


Harley pushed her face while releasing it and went behind her. She pulled something out of her bag but Barbara couldn't see what it was.


Barbara felt her hair being pulled again.


"Arghh!! Stop thahnngmph!" She was interrupted by a large ball gag that Harley slipped inside her mouth and buckled it tightly behind her neck.

Harley stepped in front of Barbara. She grabbed her breast.


"Grrmmph!" Barbara muffled through the gag.


"I'd love to have more fun with you." Harley said.


"But unfortunately I need to get going before this gets too suspicious. They are waiting for you... Well actually me outside. Now, let's make you pretty for one more picture." Harley continued and adjusted Barbara's glasses a bit just to tease her.

Don't worry, I won't publish this. It's only going to all of your bestest buddies in our super-villain group chat." Harley said smiling while tapping her phone.


Barbara felt humiliated and started to get very angry.


Harley took Batgirl's mask from the floor and put it on.


"Well, this was fun." Harley said and grabbed Barbara's chin with her other hand, while the other grabbed Barbara's crotch.


"Grrmmph!!" Barbara dried to scream through the gag.


"Oh you actually like this now don't you?" Harley said and started to feel excited as she let her hand rub Barbara's underwear.


"Nngoomph!" Barbara tried to respond and started drooling. But she couldn't help herself from shivering a little...


"Omph-omph. Sorry Batsie, I don't speak as fluent Ball gag as you." Harley mocked at Barbara and shook her face before releasing it from her grip.


"Goodbye for now! Hope to do this again soon. I'll say hi to the bat-gang for you!" Harley said smirking and left the building.
Harley grabbed Barbara's hair and pulled it hard once more.


"Hngghmph!" Barbara tried to scream.


Harley took the picture and showed it to Barbara. She saw herself once again her hair being pulled by Harley. This time she had glasses and her mouth was filled by a black ball gag with a bat-symbol on it.

Don't worry, I won't publish this. It's only going to all of your bestest buddies in our super-villain group chat." Harley said smiling while tapping her phone.


Barbara felt humiliated and started to get very angry.


Harley took Batgirl's mask from the floor and put it on.


"Well, this was fun." Harley said and grabbed Barbara's chin with her other hand, while the other grabbed Barbara's crotch.


"Grrmmph!!" Barbara dried to scream through the gag.


"Oh you actually like this now don't you?" Harley said and started to feel excited as she let her hand rub Barbara's underwear.


"Nngoomph!" Barbara tried to respond and started drooling. But she couldn't help herself from shivering a little...


"Omph-omph. Sorry Batsie, I don't speak as fluent Ball gag as you." Harley mocked at Barbara and shook her face before releasing it from her grip.

Goodbye for now! Hope to do this again soon. I'll say hi to the bat-gang for you!" Harley said smirking and left the building.


"Nngooooomph!!" Barbara was struggling and yelling through her gag in panic. It made her drool even more. She heard the main door open and police entering the building!

'Great work Harley! We will work together again in the future!' Nicole told Harley who asked how humiliated Batgirl was only to find Nicole saved her? 'I convinced her the Twelve set you up to get her! Will come in handy having the Justice Society league whatever chasing them and been grateful to us!' The villianess's laughed and enjoyed their sneeky victory!

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Love Batgirl in peril mega, would you do a wonder woman story mate?

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Love Batgirl in peril mega, would you do a wonder woman story mate?

Thanks mate and will do mate got a few superheroine ideas in mind mate

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"Security, Checkpoint D Secure." Shannon said into her earpiece as the two guards rounded the corner. The soles of their rubber boots rang against the metal floor, echoing up and down the, otherwise empty hallway. "So…" She said, turning back to her partner. "You were saying…"

"Well anyway, right about that point, all the alarms in the whole base just go off at once!" Kim said, grinning. "Everyone starts screaming their heads off, running around, waving their arms in the air. Barely made it off the island before the volcano erupted…So that's why I'm not working for Baron Von Drak anymore. What about you?"

"This was the only job I could get in this stupid economy." Shannon said with a shrug. "Not much else I can do with a liberal arts degree." The young woman reached up to adjust the shoulder strap of her submachine gun. Her outfit squeaked as she twisted. Shannon sighed. This henchwoman job wasn't too bad, paid alright, free room and board, but the uniforms… "What kind of person hires a hundred female henchwomen and dresses them all in skintight latex bodysuits?" She asked her partner. "Wait, never mind, I think I know."

"It could be worse…" Kim teased. "At least this base has air conditioning. Three years back, the boss has us setting up a laboratory on this tropical island…something to do with breeding giant octopi or something. No air conditioning. You can't imagine, coming in to the barracks after patrolling the beaches in the hot sun. I was so glad when they blew that shithole up."

"So, any idea what the boss is doing here?" Shannon asked.

"Not a clue. I heard some of the technicians talking in the cafeteria. Something about a mind control device or something."

"Guess that explains all those coeds the field team brought into the dungeon last night." Shannon guessed. "I guess this means we'll be out of a job pretty soon, if the boss gets his own army of mind controlled minions."

"Before I started working for the Baron, I was working at this castle near München…" Kim said. She paused as Kellie raised a hand to her ear piece with a squeak.

"Security, Checkpoint E secure." Shannon nodded to her partner to continue.

"Well anyway, the pay wasn't so good, so a bunch of the henchmen and I decided to organize a strike. The Doctor brings in a bunch of robot scabs to replace us." She sighed. "Served him right when they went haywire and tore his head off, cheap bastard…"

Shannon started to laugh. Just then, another pair of henchwomen came around the corner, the first a tall blonde, the second a redhead. The names written on their bodysuits identified them as Rebecca and Lisa respectively. Shannon and Kim came to a sudden halt. "Hey!" Kim said, holding up a hand. "No unauthorized personnel in this area of the base."

"I'm terribly sorry…" The blonde said, shrugging with a sheepish grin. Her voice had a slight English accent to it. "I guess we just got lost. Perhaps you could direct us back to the barracks."

"Sure, how about we escort you two to the brig and let them sort the two of you out." Kim said, grabbing for her gun. She glanced over at her partner. "Shannon, radio Security and tell them we've got a pair of spies run-ah!" Kim cried out as the first girl suddenly leapt forward, punching her. Shannon's eyes widened with surprise. She reached for her gun. Before she could draw it, the young woman suddenly found a gun in her face.

"I wouldn't do that, if I were you." 'Lisa' said with a grin. "Now, do exactly as I say if you want to live. First, drop your weapon."

Eyes wide with fear, Shannon slid the strap of her gun off and let it fall to the floor with a loud clatter. Keeping the pistol trained on her captive, the redhead bent over and snatched up the weapon. Standing up, she grabbed the ear off of Shannon's head.

"Report in. Tell them everything is clear. Say anything else, and the two of you are dead." The spy said, holding the microphone up to Shannon's mouth.

"um…Ch-check point F is all clear." Shannon said, nervously. Nearby, the blonde grabbed Kim's weapon and headset, stepping back.

"Ah shit, not again…" the henchwoman muttered quietly as she stood up. Sullenly, she raised her hands.

'Rebecca' stepped back, aiming her gun at the two guards. "Alright, both of you, against the wall." She ordered. Glumly, the two prisoners complied. "Hands behind your backs, please." While she kept the two of them covered, her partner stepped forward. Shannon winced as the hard plastic zipcuff cut into her skin as her captor pulled it tight.

"Ow! Watch it bitch!" Kim grumbled, as she was restrained as well. "What're trying to do, cut my hands off?"

"And I think you need to keep quiet for a little while…" 'Rebecca' said, stuffing a wadded up handkerchief in Kim's mouth, cutting her off mid curse. She continued to mumbled obscenities, as the blonde woman knotted another handkerchief and pulled it between her teeth, tying it tight. "You two, my dear…" The spy said, gagging Shannon.

"Now," she said, stepping back and gesturing with her gun. "You ladies start marching!"

Groaning through her gag, Kim turned and began walking. Shannon followed after her. At the end of the hallway, they turned and kept walking. Finally, the intruders brought their prisoners to a halt, standing in front of a supply closet.

"mmmppphhh!" A chorus of groans came from inside the closet as Lisa opened the door. "Get in." She ordered, waving her gun. Sullenly, Shannon and Kim filed through the door. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light in the closet, she suddenly was able to make out the figures of three girls, sitting on the floor against one of the shelves.

One of the girls was wearing a standard issue jumpsuit, the other two had been stripped down to their underwear, the real Rebecca and Lisa, Shannon guessed. All three had their wrists zip-tied to the metal frame of the shelf. Their legs were similarly secured at the ankles and knees, and were gagged. They glanced up at Kim and Shannon, grunting fearfully into their gags.

"Why don't you join your friends, you two?" 'Rebecca' said, forcing her captives to their knees. "Now let's make you two comfortable, while we go and have a chat with your boss?" Pulling out several more zip-ties, the two spies quickly bound Shannon and Kim's legs at the ankles and knees. Two more went around their upper arms, tying the two guards together, back to back.

"Tata!" She said, standing up. With a cheery wave, she shut the door, plunging the groaning captives into darkness. After a moment, Kim turned her head and grunted to Shannon, trying to get her attention. When Shannon turned to look over her shoulder, Kim nodded her head in the direction of one of the metal shelves, grunting something, her words rendered incomprehensible by the gag.

Shannon nodded, guessing what her partner was trying to say. Together, the two captive women shifted their weight, trying to slide across the floor towards the shelf. They managed to slide a couple inches in the right direction before Shannon lost her balance, and the two fell over onto their sides.

After a half hour or so of trial and error, the captives had managed to work out how to slide themselves, slowly across the floor, and crossed the few feet separating them from the shelves. Leaning over, Kim began rubbing her face against one of the posts, trying to work her gag off. She grunted in frustration, before finally, after a good ten minutes of trying, she succeeded in tugging her gag out of her mouth.

With a wretch, Kim spat the sodden mass of cloth out of her mouth. "Finally…" She muttered, working her jaw, to loosen the stiff muscles. "How you doing, kid?" She asked. Shannon grunted in reply. "Let me guess, first time getting captured by an intruder?" She nodded.

Kim shrugged, her shoulders rubbing against Shannon's. "This'll be…hmmm sixths, maybe sevenths time for me. Could be worse. We could be with the rest of the guards trying to stop those two from doing whatever it is they're here to do."

She smiled. "Whereas, all we got to do now is sit tight, tough it out for an hour or two and wait to be freed after all the excitement is over. Just so long as they don't…"

Just then, alarms began blaring outside the closet. A cheerful female voice informed the captives that, "Base Self Destruct Sequence has been activated. All personal evacuate immediately. Base Destruction in T-Minus ten minutes…"

"Aww…shit!"

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Another short story I must of wrote and meant too return too years ago? Thanks

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Avril had been sitting silently in the jungle for over four hours now. The night air was oppressive, and Avril's black tights and sleeved leotard, soaked with her perspiration, clung to her like a second skin. Meticulously, she scanned the perimeter of the jungle fortress with a pair of night-vision binoculars.

Avril had been quietly observing the compound and its occupants nightly for nearly a month now. There were perhaps three dozen armed guards, with at least ten of whom were patrolling the outer perimeter at all times. Although all of the guards were stunningly beautiful young women, Avril had noted that each was athletically built and each would probably be difficult to engage in hand-to-hand combat. Well, Avril thought, “If things go according to plan I won't have to actually fight any of them.”

Avril's objective was simple: Gather intelligence data on locations of terrorist sleeper cells inside the United States and Europe. Terrorist groups were planning on using Western women in their terrorist attacks to increase their success (as anyone of Middle Eastern descent carried with them a veil of suspicion when operating in the U.S. and Europe). To carry this out, they enlisted the help of a group of highly trained female mercenaries recruited from Western Europe and operating from a small jungle island compound in the Southeast Pacific. Without the data on where these cells were located, a new rise of terrorist acts would be unavoidable.

To accomplish her mission, Avril would have to neutralize the guards, enter the compound, gather as much data on the cells as possible, and escape. To further complicate things, Avril would have to get this data into play before these terrorist groups realized their cells were compromised. This meant she was to work quickly and silently, without the alarm being sounded.

It's now or never, thought Avril. The night was exceedingly dark with no moon visible, but Avril's eyes had already become dark-adjusted. She slipped a black nylon ski mask over her head, readied a small backpack full of supplies, and began moving silently through the jungle brush.

As Avril moved towards the jungle path near the compound, an unsuspecting armed guard approached from her right. Avril crouched low behind a bush and pulled a cloth and a bottle from her backpack. As she soaked the cloth with a liquid from the bottle, she observed that the attractive young sentry was clothed in the standard dark-colored lycra-spandex uniform, elbow length black lycra gloves, black mid-calf leather boots, and a utility belt with a sidearm and communications device.

As the attractive blonde sentry made her way past Avril's position, Avril sprang like a leopard. The unsuspecting guard found a foul-smelling damp cloth clamped over her mouth and nose. She struggled mightily in a futile effort to separate herself from Avril and call out for help. But Avril was relentless, and within a minute the guard ceased struggling.

After another minute, Avril was certain that the young woman was totally unconscious. She removed the cloth from her helpless victim's face and dragged her several feet into the jungle. Avril listened intently for any sounds directed her way. Once satisfied she had been undetected, Avril went to work removing the guard’s clothing, as her night’s work would go much more smoothly with a stolen identity.

Avril unzipped the sentry’s calf boots, slid them off the guard, and set them aside. Next went her belt and lycra leggings and body suit, removed to reveal her black bra and panties. There’s only one reason for a woman to wear black, thought Avril...and that’s for someone else to see. Well, if that were the case, blondie accomplished her goal, only not in the way she had hoped.

Quickly stepping out of her own clothing, Avril donned the sleeping guard’s uniform. She quite enjoyed the soft and supple leather of her new boots and purred just a bit as they closed around her own legs. She fastened the guard’s belt around her own waist, taking the communication device and leaving the sidearm behind. A pistol was useless to her as it would make too much noise. Besides, she had her own.

As Avril brushed down her leggings and boots, the guard moaned softly, signaling that she was coming around. Quickly reaching into her pack, Avril produced a small plastic bag containing several chloroform soaked dust masks. Cradling the groggy guard’s head, Avril fitted the mask to her face and smiled as the sentry went limp and off to dreamland. She wouldn’t be any more trouble. Still, Avril took no chances and bound her wrists and ankles before leaving her in the undergrowth.

Avril made her way back to the path. Just as she had expected, another attractive guard, dressed the same as Avril's previous victim, was patrolling the pathway. Avril noted that this guard was slightly taller than the last and had dark brown hair. Although Avril was dressed in the uniform of the previous sentry, she feared this guard would recognize her as an impostor. To take care of her, Avril would rely on the oldest trick in the book.

Avril picked up a pebble from the ground and tossed it into the jungle, creating a small distraction. Upon hearing the slight rustling of Avril's distraction, the gorgeous young guard approached the spot Avril hid. Unfortunately for the unsuspecting sentry, Avril's distraction had worked perfectly. With the sentry's back to her, Avril crept up from behind the oblivious guard and once again slapped a wet cloth across her face and clamped down.

As the attractive sentry struggled, Avril whispered into her ear, “Hush honey, it will all be over soon.” The guard, taken by surprise, sucked in the fumes as she desperately tried to cry out. By the time she realized she was being put to sleep it was too late. Her noises softened and her legs weakened. In a moment she was limp. Again, this happened so quickly and quietly that no other guards were alerted. Avril dragged the unconscious sentry into the jungle where she was quickly bound and fitted with a chloro mask next to her unfortunate friend.

Avril then sat down for a moment, aroused from the activities of the night. There was something about quietly overpowering another woman and feeling her totally relaxed and helpless in your arms. Even more erotic was walking around in the uniform and boots of one of her victims. There was no doubt about it, Avril was turned on by the thought of chloroforming another sexy, unsuspecting sentry.

However, time was not to be wasted fantasizing when there was work to be done. Thus, Avril continued around the perimeter of the compound and silently dispatched a half-dozen beautiful guards, all dressed in the same type of black skin-tight uniforms and boots. Each was chloroformed and promptly hog-tied, with their silence assured with a chloro mask.

Now Avril neared the compound itself. Two tree stands protected access to the compound. A sentry stood in each and although, Avril was wearing a uniform, her arrival would be unexpected. Again, stealth would have to do. She moved unobserved to the base of one tower and slowly climbed the rope ladder leading to the top.

Upon reaching the stand, Avril peered over the low wall at the top of the tower. A lone guard with her back to Avril stood smoking a cigarette. “Poor light discipline,” thought Avril. However, the smoking guard did present a problem, as it would be tough to silently chloroform her over her cigarette. This one would have to be taken the hard way.

Avril stealthily crawled up to the platform and slowly rose to her feet. Being careful to stay directly behind the sentry (lest the other tower guard happened to look over), she moved closer. The soft leather of her boots made not a sound as she neared her target. In one fluid movement Avril struck; her left arm put the sentry’s head in a vice-like grip as her right slammed under the guard’s throat and jerked up on her neck, creating a vicious sleeper hold.

The startled woman managed a soft “guh” sound before her windpipe was choked off, silencing her. Avril pulled her back and down below the low platform wall to keep her out of sight of the other tower sentry. The woman trashed about in a desperate attempt to alert her counterpart, but her soft leather boots betrayed her as they muffled her kicks. In less than ten seconds, the effect of a lack of blood flow to her brain was setting in. Without a vital oxygen supply, the guard’s nervous system was quickly shutting down. In a few more seconds her thrashing subsided into a handful of spasms, and then stillness.

With no time to waste, Avril needed to work quickly before the guard was missed. Avril drew her holstered pistol and inserted a small dart into the chamber. She then took careful aim at the darkened figure standing perched on the opposite tower. The gas powered weapon hissed as Avril squeezed the trigger. The guard grunted softly as the dart entered her right side. She looked down and then dropped without a whisper, her soft female form crumpling to the wood floor.

Avril then turned her attention to the sleepered sentry; a very attractive young woman with long reddish-auburn hair with very perky breasts. The guard was slowly coming around. That’s the problem with a sleeper, it was an effective, but short lived tactic to neutralize a sentry, and Avril needed something a little more long term. Avril produced a small syringe containing a chemical that would take care of the slowly awakening guard. Leaning towards the woman Avril picked up the scent of her perfume. Again, Avril found herself turned on by the soft moans of the gorgeous woman in a sexy uniform totally helpless before her.

Despite not having the time for this, Avril found her lips touching those of her victim. Avril began to kiss her, hard, wet, and deep until their tongues collided. It was then that Avril realized the increasingly coherent guard was returning her kiss. This sent Avril’s passion through the roof and the two embraced on the tower floor. Apparently the sentry believed she was subdued by another guard for sexual purposes, not that she had been attacked by an intruder, and this left the guard wildly excited.

Through the groping and stroking, each began to desperately strip the other, when Avril started to come to her senses. Avril embraced the sexy vixen and delivered a deep passionate kiss. Whispering, “Please forgive me” as their mouths clasped, Avril placed the syringe next to the unsuspecting woman’s neck and injected her in one quick thrust. The woman’s eyes went wide and she tried to pull away to call out, passion turning to terror. Avril gripped the woman tightly and continued her deep kiss to keep her silent. The guard kicked and struggled until the drug took effect and she relaxed in Avril’s arms. Avril again kissed the sedated woman, smiled and softly said, “Don’t worry, sleep safe. I'll be back.” Avril then bound the guard’s ankles and wrists and gagged her.

Avril climbed down from her tower and approached the other. The darted guard would need to be dealt with. As Avril reached the platform she found a dark-haired beauty sprawled on the floor, semi-conscious. At that instant her communicator crackled, “Sentry Post Two...Report in...” The groggy beauty instinctively reached for the device clipped to her slender waist, but Avril was too fast for her; clamping her hand over the guard’s mouth, effectively gagging her, and taking the device.

Avril depressed the send button and spoke, “Post Two here.” A female voice came over the communicator, “I can’t contact Post One...find out what’s going on over there...” Avril depressed the button again, “Will do...but everything here is quiet...Out.” Avril set the communicator down and looked at the mmmmphing guard and smiled, “And it’s about to get a lot quieter...” With that she pressed her fingers tightly against the sentry’s carotid artery, shutting off her oxygen supply to the brain. A few moments of feeble struggle and the sentry relaxed, only to be deeply sedated with an injection. Now to deal with the compound...

Avril climbed down from the post and moved toward the main gateway. It was now time to use her stolen identity. As she approached the iron gate and gatehouse she held up her communicator, pointed at it, and shook her head. The short haired blond posted in the gatehouse nodded, exited the guardhouse, and opened the gate saying, “So that’s why I couldn’t contact you...those devices can’t stand the moisture of the jungle for long.”

As the blonde turned away, Avril made her move. She put her right arm between the vertical bars of the gate door and wrapped it around the blonde’s slender throat, jerking her back into the gate. At the same time she placed her left hand behind the blonde’s head and pushed forward. Trapped against the gate, the girl only managed a small “urk” before she stopped fighting and sagged against the bars. Avril opened the door and dragged the woman out of sight, leaving her bound and wearing a sleep mask.

It was now time to enter the compound. Avril had studied the layout. To her left was a barracks housing the sleeping quarters of the guards. Beyond that was a communications hut. To her right were storage areas and supply sheds, and to her front was the control center about 50 yards away in the darkness. Avril decided to begin at the barracks. She had already eliminated the perimeter guards, now it was time to take care of those in the compound.

Using the shadows as cover, Avril moved swiftly to the sleeping quarters. Peering in an open window she counted eleven guards. Seven of whom were sleeping alone in their beds. Two others were sound asleep together, and two more were quietly pleasuring each other: They would be first. Avril slid through the open window and dropped to the floor, moving silently down the room to the two lovers.

What she saw made her almost envious. A young blonde lay bound, gagged, and blindfolded on the bed, while lover pleasured her orally. Avril almost felt the need to thank them for doing part of her job for her, but no time for that. Avril approached from the foot of the bed with a well-soaked chloroform cloth and stood behind the panty-clad brunette who was engrossed in satisfying her partner. A few moments more and the bound sentry climaxed, her gag muffling the sound of her orgasm. The brunette purred, “Now it’s time for mine” and stood, sliding her panties down to her ankles.

Avril wasn’t one to miss a chance and quickly clamped the cloth over the brunette’s face, pulling her backward towards the floor. Shock and surprise splashed across the sentry’s face, but not a sound escaped. She wriggled to no avail and slumped into Avril’s arms. Now for her friend...and again Avril wasn’t one to miss a chance.

Quickly unzipping her boots, Avril slid off her leggings and panties, and slowly straddled the gagged sentry. She slowly and sweetly removed the gag from the blonde's throat and whispered, “Shhhhh...no noise.” The sentry let out a soft “mmmmm” and Avril placed her warm mound against the hot mouth of the blonde. Bound and blindfolded, the guard was unaware she wasn’t pleasing her partner; but pleasing she was, as Avril was forced to grit her teeth to keep herself from crying out at the gentle tongue flicks she was receiving.

As Avril neared orgasm, she readied a cloth. She was now breathing deep and fast, with beads of sweat dripping from her onto the woman whose wet lips were driving her nearly insane. As Avril began to shudder, her new found friend licked faster, pushing Avril over the edge. As Avril released, she placed the chloro soaked cloth over the nose of the blonde. Not realizing what was happening, the Blonde continued to stroke Avril with her tongue. In a few moments, the movements of her tongue slowed and the bound blonde’s mouth went slack. “God she was good...” thought Avril. However, there was no time to hand out awards as there other sleeping guards to deal with.

Not stopping to dress, Avril pulled a soft pillow from the bed and poured chloroform on one side. She then went from bed to bed, smothering each sleeping guard with the soaked pillow, rendering each female unconscious before they could gather their wits enough to cry out or struggle. Each was a repeat of the last; some muffled movements on a bed, a few soft moans, and then silence. When Avril reached the sleeping duo, she decided she needed something which worked a little faster.

Pulling a tazer from her backpack, she covered the mouth of one of the sleeping women. Her eyes opened, but an electrical jolt applied to her neck quickly short circuited her brain and her eyes glazed over. Her friend was taken in the same manner. Both were then drugged. With no time to waste, Avril went from bed to bed with a syringe and sedated each guard, ensuring a deep sleep. Avril slipped back into her stolen leggings and boots. With most of the guards out of the way it was time to take out the communications hut.

Avril knew that there were two technicians stationed there, responsible for maintaining communications with the outside world. If any alarm was sent, Avril’s entire operation would be compromised and any data gleaned would be useless. As such, as Avril neared the hut, she drew her tranquilizer pistol. Opening the door she aimed the weapon at the two startled technicians, a pair of brunettes sporting short pony-tails. “Put your hands in the air...if either of you moves, speaks, or touches anything I’ll kill the both of you.”

Avril ordered the seated beauties to turn their chairs toward each other and then handed each of them a plastic bag containing a cloth. “Each of you...slowly place your left hand behind the head of your friend...with your right open the bag and take out the cloth.” Both women did as they were told and both recoiled a bit when they got a whiff of the fumes coming from their respective cloths.

“Now both of you...hold your cloth over your friend’s face and inhale deeply....any lack of immediate compliance by either of you and I will shoot the other in the head...and then you.” The terrified technicians both did as commanded. In a few moments they were both suffering the effects of the sedative. Soon, one sagged in her chair and dropped her cloth. Avril walked behind the other, grabbed her relaxed body by her pony tail and finished her off with a cloth of her own. Both were then bound and fitted with sleep masks. “That takes care of the barracks and communications”, thought Avril.

That just left the headquarters and a handful of guards who might be there or in the supply area. Deciding that isolating the HQ would be the best move, Avril moved toward the supply buildings. There she found only one guard on duty; asleep. Avril approached from behind, covered the sleeping woman’s mouth, jerked her back, and injected a syringe into her neck. Her boots kicked and scratched in the dirt for a few moments and then she slumped. No need to tie and gag her, as the syringe was effective for hours.

Only the HQ remained. Aril approached the building and found the door sealed by a keypad entry system: No code, no entry. With none of her earlier victims able to carry on a conversation in the near future, Avril would have to wait for a guard to exit the building, quietly subdue her, and convince her to reveal the code.

Avril hunkered down in the shadows outside of the door and waited. In only a few moments the door buzzed and a shapely sentry exited, tossing back her short brown hair. Avril quickly slipped behind her and covered her mouth while pinching her vagus nerve at the small of her neck, immobilizing the guard. Avril drew close and whispered into her ear, "Do exactly what I say or I'll put you to sleep permanently." With that, Avril pulled her back into the shadows and to the ground.

Aril whispered, "You have one chance to live…and that is to answer my question quickly and truthfully: What is the code to the keypad lock?" With that, Avril slightly eased her grip on the brunette's neck, giving her control of her speech. The terrified female desperately wanted to live and obediently complied with Avril's demand. In possession of the Information she sought, Avril clamped down on the sentry's nerve center. The brunette twitched and her eyes rolled back, then she relaxed and was bound and gagged.

Avril returned to the doorway, took a deep breath, and entered the code. She heard a buzz as the door unlocked. She opened it and entered, revealing a central staircase to the second floor and doors lining the first floor hallway. Not knowing what to expect, Avril readied her tranquilizer gun with several darts. Just as Avril had finished loading her weapon, an attractive uniformed guard appeared from a doorway.

Unfortunately for the guard, she hesitated for a moment, apparently not sure what to make of Avril's appearance within the building. That moment was all that Avril needed to fire a tranquilizer dart into the guard's left shoulder. She fell to the ground almost immediately. Avril rapidly approached the fallen guard, who was moaning her way to dreamland. Avril clamped her hand down over the guard's mouth to silence her, dragged her into the room from whence she came, and locked the door behind her.

This woman wore a red uniform as opposed to black, which Avril believed to mean a higher rank. This could come in handy to Avril and so she flopped the sleeping guard onto a bed in the room and quickly stripped her, leaving her hog-tied and gagged in her bra and panties.

Avril went room to room on the first floor, finding them to be empty until she reached the end of the hallway. Inside, she heard three distinct voices. Forming a quick plan, she opened the door and said, “There’s a problem...the door guards are missing...come with me...” The three uniform-clad women quickly rose and went into the hallway. As they passed Avril, each felt a sharp pinprick in her back, courtesy of Avril's tranquilizer gun.

The hapless guards were on the ground moaning softly when Avril grabbed each of them by their boots and dragged them back into the room. Avril secured them with tape and ensured their silence by deeply gagging each of them. There was a utility closet and Avril decided to deposit all three guards in there. However, when Avril opened the closet door, she realized it wasn’t a utility closet at all; it was a maintenance room containing the central air conditioner.

It was time for another spur of the moment plan. Avril pulled her remaining bottle of chloroform and a gas mask from her bag. Placing the gas mask on her head, she emptied the entire contents of the bottle into the ventilation system. If all worked well, everyone in the building would soon be overcome with fumes. Avril waited a few moments and then entered the hallway heading for the stairwell.

Avril crept silently though the building and up to the second floor. As she peered down the second floor hallway she saw a number of uniformed beauties lying on the floor. All had been overcome by her impromptu sleeping gas. She began to check the rooms and offices in the hallway before coming to a security checkpoint. The guard was slumped over a console and wouldn’t be any problem. Beyond the checkpoint was a door. Upon entering, Avril stepped over two sexy technicians who had passed out, one now nestled in the bosom of the other.

In the room, Avril spotted a number of computers and data storage devices. She pulled a thumb drive from her bag and began uploading as much data as possible from the machines. Even at a fantastic rate of speed this took longer than Avril hoped, but once completed she packed up and headed for the door. While the guards and technicians on the second floor showed no signs of stirring, Avril was her ever-cautious self: All were sedated before Avril left.

It was time to get out while the getting was good. Soon a team of commandos would raid the island and destroy the compound. Who knew what they would do to the sexy women they found unconscious and bound when they arrived, and Avril would rather she not be there then. Avril exited the compound but had one more job to do.

She moved to Sentry Post One and climbed the ladder. There she returned to the tied and gagged auburn beauty she had drugged earlier. The woman was slowly stirring. Her eyes caught Avril as Avril knelt beside her. Her eyes wide with panic, she began mmmphing in fear through her gag.

Avril’s face softened and she placed a single finger to the guard’s mouth, “Please be calm and listen to me carefully...I was sent here to infiltrate this base to seize data...As part of that mission, I was to neutralize all of the guards and leave you here drugged and bound...but I wasn’t expecting on being so attracted to one of you...In a few moments, a commando team will arrive and do who knows what to you...but I want to take you with me...so I need to relax you.”

With that, Avril placed a damp cloth over the woman’s face. The woman squirmed and tried to hold her breath, but Avril was persistent. “We don’t have time for this...just breathe....breathe...” A few gasps of air filled her lungs and her struggle eased. Avril took the woman over her shoulder and began her descent down the ladder. She made her way along the jungle path to a waiting zodiac to spirit her from the island. Upon arriving at the extraction point, Avril injected the woman with a powerful sedative and untied her.

A few moments later commandos arrived at the island. They found dozens of bound and gagged vixens, some naked and many still groggy from being drugged. That the women had made poor career choices would never be made clearer. The installation was destroyed in a matter of minutes and the terrorist sleeper cells around the world were eliminated just as quietly (but much more lethally), as the data to find them was obtained.

After the mission, Avril was well rewarded for her efforts, not only monetarily, but physically as well. Avril walked through her condo and into her bedroom. There, on her bed was her new found companion, still gagged and under mild sedation. Avril removed her own clothes as she approached the bed. She began to massage her sleeping partner, arousing her. Her boots, leggings, and panties were removed and Avril enjoyed her with her tongue. She then loosened her gag and straddled her. The woman looked up and stated, “My name is Arianna and I’ve been permanently overpowered by you...you won’t need a sedative again.” With that, she plunged her mouth against Avril, bringing her to her own powerful climax.

Arianna proved to be a very willing and enjoyable sexual partner and her arrival into Avril’s life gave Avril a great deal of practice in silencing a sentry, even if for other purposes.

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can't take credit for this one, a friend of mine wrote this for me and she is an absolute legend!

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Cassandra’s Angels

(Based on the adventures of professional kidnapper Cassandra Clack created by the long missed fantastic writer @Blacksheepboy413 on DeviantArt who inspired me and many others to write dark tales of BDSM themes!)

Improved brilliantly by Danny Suling AKA @BandMachArt on DeviantArt who proof read for me and edited it fantastically! I wasn't this good then without a ton of help thanks




Part One.




“Morning, Kelly,” said the man on the phone.




“Morning, Charlie,” said a rather sarcastic lady’s voice.




“You’re not Kelly. Who is this?” he asked, suddenly alarmed.




“Kelly, Sabrina, Jill, and her sister Kris are…well...a bit unavailable!” the lady replied, laughing.




“Cassandra! You liar!” the man said, even more startled. Then, realizing that the situation might be very serious, he calmed down. When he had regained his composure, he retorted. “I don’t believe you.”




“Really,..? Check your mobile. You’ve had some video messages sent, old friend.”




The man picked up his mobile. Indeed, there were some video messages. The first showed Kelly and Sabrina, the two athletically built but still skinny brunettes – Sabrina with a bob and Kelly with long hair curling at the end. But they looked very different from anything he’d seen before. They were seated side by side in chairs, clothed only in their white bras and their panties, Kelly in matching white bikini bottoms, Sabrina in black high-leg briefs. The hands of the two girls appeared restrained behind the tops of the chair backs, and he could see their legs tied to the bottoms of the back chair legs, spreading their covered crotches. Both were tightly cleave-gagged under their hair, with thin strips of white tape over their lips to prevent any chance of spitting out the cloth inside.




Over their eyes the girls wore black sleep masks, with words printed on the cloth. On the left, “Morning” was written on Kelly’s blindfold; on the right, Sabrina’s said “Charlie”.




“Cheeky cow” said Charlie to himself.




The next video message flipped to a different room, and showed Kris and Jill seated in chairs as well, also in their underwear – Kris in white bra and pink panties, and Jill in a black thong set. They were tied exactly the same and Sabrina and Kelly, only back to back, so that their hands were secured close to each other’s sex. And like the first two girls, they were cleave-gagged – but not blindfolded.




Then Charlie watched as, on the video, Cassandra entered the room and placed two buzzing vibrating objects into each girl’s bound hands and fastened them in place, shoving them down into each girl’s panties!




“Mmmppphhh!” he heard, and this sound quickly began to grow louder, accompanying the buzzing of the vibrators.




“I’ll ring you back with my demands shortly, Charlie. Let’s let them have some fun first!” Cassandra waved “goodbye” at the camera, which promptly went dark….







Part Two. Ten Hours Earlier.




…Jill and Kris were sisters. Jill had found Kris a job in the detective agency where she worked, thanks to Jill’s recommendation that her sister had been a cop with a good record, like herself and Sabrina. Kris at twenty-three was a little younger than the other two, who were twenty-six. But like her sister, Kris was an athletic, sporty blonde even if she was short. Although standing only five-foot-three compared to her sister at five-foot-seven (Jill and Sabrina were even taller at five-eight), she had indeed been a good cop. She was capable of filling in for her sister when Jill began practicing to be a race car driver.




This evening, though, Jill had been forced to let her sister know she got her the job, and that in her opinion Kris needed her support. Referring to their evening activities, Jill said, “Could have pulled that off tonight, Kris, if you hadn’t cramped my style,” said Jill.




“Cramp your style?.... Such an old-fashioned saying, just like you!” Kris replied, with some venom.




“Listen, Kris, I’m sorry. Thanks for a great night tonight, really, and also for renting this great apartment for the weekend.” Jill smiled and continued, “It’s a start at paying me back for getting you the job – and for babysitting you all these years!”




Kris threw her bag down with annoyance. “I need some space from you. Just leave me alone. I’m off for a shower.” She watched as Jill left the hotel room to go down to the bar for some entertainment. Kris stomped into the bathroom. Then suddenly she froze, as a thought crossed her mind. Wait…. The apartment…. It was a surprise to Jill? But it was to me, too. So who’d booked it, then?




Yes, who had sent both of them invitations? And…why?




As if in answer to her unexpressed question, the shower curtain was suddenly pulled open. “Don’t move!” said the tall, beautiful redhead, as she stepped out of the tub. “Don’t even breathe. Hope you and your sister like my treat!” the redhead added, smiling as she sat pointing the gun at Kris.




“Why…who are you—?” asked a confused Kris, before she was cut off mid-sentence.




“Name’s Cassandra, precious. Me and your boss have some Angel history, and you’re about to give me bit of profit and revenge. Now, strip to your bra and panties if you’re wearing them…or do you need some help?” Cassandra said assertively, clenching the gun in her hand.




Kris thought it best that she accede to this demand, so she began to remove her tight blue jeans and the tight white V-top that covered her more than ample breasts. Then she paused, hearing Cassandra’s mocking voice. “Why, darling! Pink panties, white bra, and white virgin socks. Such a cute little princess Kelly’s been looking after!”




Kris charged Cassandra right there and then, throwing her fists and shouting “Bitch!!” But Cassandra moved like a cat, dodging the punches, shoving her hand up Kris’ back, and forcing her head into the door, knocking Kris out cold. “Hmph! Charlie apparently needs to show his girls how to fight better,” Cassandra said to herself, laughing….




…Jill returned to the room a couple of hours later, rather a bit more tipsy than she had expected to be. “Look, I’m sorry, Kris,” she called out. “Oh, please don’t ignore me. Come out of the bathroom…please?” She kicked off her heels, then pulled her short black dress off, revealing a sexy matching black thong and busty bra set.




“Look, Kris, I’m just an over-protective sister, and really I love you. Please come out!” She knocked on the door.




From inside the bathroom, Jill heard her sister let out a groaning “Mmmppphhh!”




Alarmed, and still in her lingerie, Jill kicked the lock off the door. There was Kris, standing cuffed to the shower rail, her ankles taped, one sock missing, and gagged with tape (Jill instantly knew where the other sock had gone!). To Jill’s horror, Cassandra was standing there, too, at Kris’ side, rubbing the young girl’s crotch in a circular motion. Kris appeared to be on the verge of an orgasm. Cassie looked at Jill, grinned, and announced, “Patience. You’re next!”




Jill charged, but Cassandra’s ninja reflexes turned her attacker aside, allowing her to apply a sleeper hold to Jill. As the girl struggled in vain Cassandra frowned, looked at Kris still on the verge of climax, and said, “I hope the other two give me more of a challenge!...”




…Jill came round with a stiff feeling in her neck. She opened her eyes to find herself nude, and Cassandra doing her makeup in the mirror. Noticing that Jill was now coming to, Cassandra called out, “Wakey, wakey.” Then she returned to painting her lips.




Jill found herself not only nude but also handcuffed with her hands behind, her feet tied, and a tight leash attaching her neck to the shower rail. She looked over to see Kris seated and tied squatting on the toilet, now stripped completely nude. To Jill’s dismay, Kris was still tape-gagged, and her other sock was now acting as a blindfold with her pink panties as a hood.




“Mmmpphhh!!” Jill shouted out in anger through her gag, upon discovering that a certain part of her anatomy had been divested of hair.




“Shut up!” responded Cassandra with authority, “People pay a fortune to get a nice, smooth pussy. I gave each of you that little reward, and I only had a Lady Shaver, hahaha!”




“Mmmppphhh!!” Jill cried out again. She was struggling back and forth, left to right, as much as she could.




“Ssshhh!!,” Cassandra cautioned again. “Your sister nodded off. She was worn out after all the fun we had.” Cassandra smirked as she continued with her eye makeup. “So be quiet. I tied her on the toilet so she wouldn’t wee on herself. The panty hood’s there to make it darker, so she’ll sleep even if it’s a little uncomfortable to sit there.” Cassandra finished her make up and stood up. “Besides, how do think your pants taste to her? I mean, after you…um…‘dirtied’ them during our own playtime?”




Jill’s body sagged, and she looked defeated – defeated and humiliated. Cassandra took out a pair of red panty briefs and hooded Jill just as she had Kris. “There, you can borrow a pair of mine,” she jeered, then turned away. “I’d best get ready for the other two, now!...”







“…But why, Cassandra? Why?!” yelled the man into the phone angrily, as he shook with rage. “You’re a ‘No Go’ area, really. My detectives don’t touch your cases. You know that.”




“Hah! Guess we know why!” Cassandra cut him off with a sarcastic tone.




“What do you want, Cassandra? Tell me why, and tell me now!” the man shouted.




“Now?” Canssandra mocked. “Now?! Listen, I am in charge in this situation, Mr. Townsend. And don’t you forget it. Comprende?”




“S-s-sorry, C-C-Cassandra…. You’re the b-b-boss…!” the man stuttered. “What are your demands?”




“That’s better, Mr. Townsend,” Cassandra calmly continued, “You will give me what I want shortly, when I am ready. For now, all you need to know is that they are safe – in a sort of perverse kind of way.” Cassandra laughed deviously. “But I’ll give you one answer as to why, Charlie. You could have given me at least an opportunity. An opportunity to change, to do something positive with my skills. I could have been your greatest Angel, yet you said no! Well, I enjoy it too much, and know how to show you what I enjoy! For now, await my instructions....” Cassandra rung off.




“Instructions? What instructions?... Cassandraaaaa? The man’s shouting was to no avail….







Part Three. Seven Hours Earlier.




Sabrina entered the three-room luxury apartment. She looked worried, for she had received matching identical texts from Kris’ and Jill’s phones saying they were in trouble and to come quickly. She had been nearby, so she’d contacted Kelly to join her. Kelly had texted back that she was forty minutes away, so Sabrina knew she’d be first to get back to the apartment. She broke every speed limit getting there.




Looks lovely, she thought, upon arriving at the building. How do Jill and Kris afford this? She got to the apartment’s front door, and found a sign saying “Don’t Disturb” and a note saying ‘No Housekeeping Until After Our Stay’. What’s going on? Sabrina pondered.




Sabrina was the tallest one on the team, a very grown-up and mature member of the group. And she was also in excellent shape and slightly chunkier than the other three. She had been in a rush to get to the apartment, so she was still in her bed shirt but had managed to throw on a pair of grey joggers, white trainers, and a brown slim-line coat. To any observer, she still looked a ‘bobbed brunette’ beauty.




She sneaked through the front door and into the dark hallway, fumbling for the light switch. Just as the lights came on she felt a sharp chop at the back of her neck.




“Hello, Sabrina,” an attractive redhead said smiling.




I know that face…that voice…I know her…but…who…? Those thoughts crossed Sabrina’s mind, since as the longest existing member of the team she would remember her. But she passed out as Cassandra leaned over her….




…Kelly arrived forty minutes later, just as she had promised. She was the team member with the second longest tenure, yet to this day a last-minute choice, asked to join after Charlie had deemed someone else unfit for the agency. Kelly had quickly proved to be smart, an excellent driver, and accurate with her gun. She was also a surprisingly good martial artist, with her slender frame and long curled-at-the-ends brown hair.




“I was waiting for you!” Cassandra said, as Kelly entered the bedroom and froze in consternation. “At least you gave me time to get the other three ready, so thanks!”




Kelly noticed Sabrina was tied and spread-eagled to the furthest double bed, with rope on her legs and cuffs on her hands. She sported what appeared to be a tight black cleave-gag in her mouth, and was stripped to a pair of black high-leg panties and a white, ill-fitting bra. Sabrina struggled and grunted as Cassandra sat down next to her, her own body clad only in a leopard print thong set, and ran her hands over Sabrina’s nipples and breasts, then down over Sabrina’s flat, toned stomach and finally inside her panties.




Sabrina’s “Mmmppphhh” got noticeably louder as Cassandra’s hand found what it was looking for.




“Just enjoy it, Sabrina,” Cassandra said, grinning. Then she looked at Kelly. “My replacement and I have some business!”




“What do you need from me, please?” said Kelly, noticing the gun Cassandra was holding and pointing at her with her other hand.




“Strip to your undies now, please!” Cassandra smiled. “And do it quickly. I don’t think Sabrina can take much more.” Kelly looked at Sabrina pulling on her bonds, her face becoming increasingly red and frustrated as she came ever closer to an explosion! Kelly bent to remove her training socks, black trousers, and long-sleeve tight-necked top. Soon, she stood clad only in her plain white bikini briefs and a white tight bra.




“The sisters have bigger tits than you two! Especially Kris!” taunted a smiling Cassandra, as she removed her hand from inside the panties of the orgasming Sabrina. “You two are more in the fried egg category!” Cassandra laughed as Kelly looked embarrassed and Sabrina mmmph¬-ed in her climax.




“Shush, Sabrina,” warned Samantha, or my hand goes back in your snatch, or maybe even your bum.” Sabrina immediately ceased struggling at Cassandra’s command.




“Why did you call me a ‘replacement’?” asked Kelly, trying hard to get to the bottom of this strange and dangerous situation.




“Because he chose you over me!” said Sabrina angrily. “And now I’m gonna see how good a fighter you are. Hopefully you won’t be as pitiful as these three were.” Sabrina got up, and in a dramatic gesture she opened door to other bedroom, where Kris and Jill were tied to chairs.




“Bitch! You’re goin’ down,” said Kelly, charging with kicks and punches flying. She was well-trained.




“In five moves!” smiled Cassandra. And she was right: five blocks and five counter-strikes later, Kelly hit the floor….




…Kelly came to, still in the bedroom. She noticed that now Sabrina had been made to wear a black sleep mask, with a word written on it that Kelly couldn’t quite make out. Kelly herself was kneeling, cuffed to the foot of bed with her hands behind, her legs frog-tied and exposed to reveal her crotch. She was also gagged with white tape, and something thick stuffed inside.




“Mmmppphhh?!” she managed to verbalize.




“Ah, yes, Kelly dear. How do my pants taste?” asked a naked and just-showered Cassandra, as she came in from the bathroom.




“Mmmmppphhh!!” grunted Kelly again, now knowing exactly what it was that had been stuffed into her mouth.




“Relax,” grinned Cassandra, as she touched Kelly’s hair. “You took away a good, positive future from me, a sort of way out for me. And now you’re gonna pay me back, personally!”




Cassandra took out a little pink vibrating dildo, and pushed it into Kelly’s spread lady garden. Then she pulled up Kelly’s own panties to hold it in. Cassandra pulled the tape from Kelly’s mouth and removed her now-soaked panties. “Don’t worry, dear, I set it on low. That way it should last longer. And besides, you have work to do, Kelly.”




She shoved her trim but not fully-shaved vulva into Kelly’s face. “Eat, Kelly, or I’ll shoot Sabrina! Trust me. I always thought she was a bitch to work with!” Cassandra laughed, holding a gun and pointing it at Sabrina, “Oh, and don’t worry about the others hearing this. I’ve ear-plugged the girls, and they’ll never know.” Cassandra laughed louder.




Kelly knew she had no option. So, while the little vibrator stimulated her between her legs, she ate all that Cassandra gave her. Soon enough Cassandra screamed, rubbing her crotch all over Kelly’s face and mouth.




“Oh, my! You’re nearly forgiven now!” smiled Cassandra. “But only nearly. Now, sit tight. He’ll be here soon!” Cassandra forced a yellow smiley-face ball gag into Kelly’s mouth, and then blindfolded her. “But before I go, let’s turn this little guy up. Her fingers touched the device between Kelly’s legs. Then Cassandra laughed as she fitted another set of plugs into Kelly’s ears and kissed her cheek. “Now, I have a phone call to make….”




“…Yeah, I know where the apartments are,” said The man. “But what do you want?”




“Just you!” said Cassandra calculatingly. “Don’t worry, you’ll all return safe, I promise. I prefer my revenge warm!” Cassandra laughed again and hung up. Gotta get the Angels ready, she thought to herself happily. He’ll be here in an hour.







Part Four.




The man on the phone followed the instructions that Cassandra had specified. He arrived unharmed and alone.




Mr. Townsend had set up his detective agency after leaving the armed forces as highly decorated and successful officer. He later also served as chief constable in the local police department, where he had come to realize woman were under appreciated and, in his opinion, that they made the best detectives.




He had worked alongside many great female officers, and had seen great potential in Detective Sergeants Sabrina Duncan and Jill Munroe, but then had made a surprising choice with his third pick for his team. The ace in his pack was going to be a professional kidnapper, Cassandra Clack. Although slightly older, she had superior physical and intellectual skills superior to those of Sabrina and Jill. However, there was something about her that bothered him. He had surfaced this issue in her final interview.




“Well, Cassandra,” he had told her, “you aced the others in the tests. However, I have one more question. Why my Angel Service?” he askeda his pen tapping his front lip. “I’d guess to help people? To make world a better place, and so on? That’s what Jill, Sabrina, and Kelly have told me.”




“Kelly?” Cassandra interrupted. “Kelly Garrett?” “She’s a beat sergeant. Is she in the running?” Cassandra chuckled and shook her long, straight red hair.




“She has great potential,” he replied angrily and loudly, clearly unhappy at Cassandra’s arrogance. “She was a close second to you in the physical and combat tests. And besides, her work was at least legitimate! So again, why join my Angels??”




“Because I want to help people and make world a better place!” Cassandra replied in a sarcastic tone, smirking as she pushed her red hair from her face. “Look, I don’t care about doing good, nor do I give a shit about the world! I want to do something that’s still exciting and fulfilling enough to turn me into an Angel from a she-devil! God you are not, Charlie. You need me!”




“I’m very sorry, Cassandra, but you’re just not Angel material,” Mr. Townsend replied with a cold tone. “I’m afraid I shall have t wish you a good day.”




Cassandra at first looked furious, then got up and smiled. “Later, Charlie, I’ll be seeing you. When the time is right, I’ll be seeing you!” She then jumped out of the window onto the canopy in spectacular fashion! Townsend never saw her again…until now!




“Morning, Charlie!” Cassandra said as he entered the room. She was standing at the back of four chairs, each with an Angel tied to it. Cassandra was all in black, with dark makeup, her red hair tied back as she believed a professional hit woman would look. The Angels were all cuffed to the chairs’ arms, through the rails, legs tied to the chairs revealing the crotches of their panties. Each had had her bra removed and washing pegs fitted to the nipples. Their pants had been changed, too. Jill and Kelly were wearing white pants with pink writing on them saying ‘Angel’. Sabrina and Kris wore the opposite: pink with white writing across the panty rim. All of them were gagged with tape and still wearing sleep masks with more humiliating messages written on them. The masks of Sabrina and Kelly still said “Morning” and “Charlie,” while the two sisters Kris and Jill had ‘Angle Pie’ written crudely on theirs.




“You followed my instructions? You are unarmed?” Cassandra smiled and stroked Sabrina and Jill’s backs, making them shiver. “Very good. Now strip to your underpants. We’re going to play a game.”




Mr. Townsend was in brilliant physical shape for a man in his fifties, and he was not fazed by this request. He stripped quickly and obediently down to his tight green boxer shorts. While doing so, he noticed a large plasma screen attached to the wall and was a bit surprised. Not something one would expect to see in this sort of apartment.




“How’s John Bosely’s holiday going?” asked Cassandra in a cocky pretend-to-be-interested voice. “Three weeks in Europe?” Before a shocked Mr. Townsend could respond, Cassandra answered for herself. “I knew once he was out of way I didn’t need to worry about him complicating my plan. I told you I’d be seeing you, remember? And by the way, nice arse old man!” Sabrina laughed.




“What next, Cassandra?” asked Mr. Townsend trying to mask his annoyance from Cassandra as he stood tall and defiant in his boxers.




“Ask me why they’re all blindfolded first, Charlie. Aren’t you gonna thank me?” Once again, before an increasingly annoyed Mr. Townshead could react, she replied to her own question, loving every minute of the situation she had planned so brilliantly “Oh, wait! They haven’t seen you before? No one knows your face, or has seen it for the last ten years, right? You’re a ghost, Charlie! Well, to everyone except me, and that’s my first victory! And now it’s time for my second – and truly humiliating – finale! Charlie, remove their tape gags. Now!”




Mr. Townsend sighed, then went down the line – Kelly, Sabrina, Kris, and Jill – pulling off the strips of tape as softly as he could, helping them expel the wadding stuffed in their mouths. He mumbled curses at Cassandra, who merely chuckled and winked as he discovered the stuffing consisted of the girls’ original panties!




“It’s not your fault, Charlie,” said Kelly.




“Don’t give the bitch satisfaction, Charlie,” said Sabrina




“We’ll get her back!” said Kris, which angered Cassandra and led to her cutting off any possibility of Jill’s potential heroic nonsense.




“I haven’t got all day here, Angels. Charlie, get your prick out. They all want to taste you!”




“No fucking way!” said Charlie in rage. “You fucking—!”




Cassandra cut him off. “Who said anything about fucking? Not me, sir. I am not that cruel!” Cassandra smirked, and caressed her ample left breast. “This is merely a minor humiliation, Charlie! Do it and I won’t shoot them.” She lifted her gun and pointed it at Kelly. “Now, get them jaws working, ladies,” she commanded.




Thankfully, Mr. Townsend’s male hormones took over. It took a while, but eventually he gave each Angel her ‘fill’.




“Final bit, Charlie, and then it’ll be done,” said Cassandra, as she re-gagged each Angel with her sopping panties and fresh tape, all the while pointing gun at Charlie. “Put this blindfold on, then cuff yourself!” Cassandra threw the mask to Mr. Townsend who caught it and observed the words scrawled on it: ‘Cassandra’s Angel’.




“Then what?” an exhausted Charlie asked. “When are you done….”




“I am done when my revenge is complete,” said Cassandra coldly. “You said I wasn’t good enough for your Angels. But in a minute I’ll be on my way, owning you and your Angels! Now, kneel down and eat until I stay stop!”




Cassandra never did say stop. Instead, she injected him with a knockout sedative, but only after she finished in his face. As Mr. Townsend slumped to the floor, she turned and left the room, saying only, “ ‘Bye Angels, ‘Bye Charlie!...”




…The Angels awakened in their own apartments, as did Mr. Townsend. Each was completely naked and had been cleaned. And each found an envelope at the side of her beds. The envelope contained a letter signed by Cassandra, and a DVD of the entire event titled ‘Thanks For The Memories!’ The letter stated that Cassandra had indeed obtained her “personnel revenge.” She stated that it was for them and only them to know about, and that she would never expose the video on two conditions: First, that they all avoid her like the plague, and second, that they not mess with her. Otherwise, she wrote, she might decide to “play” with them again!




Sabrina unfortunately was unable to cope with this turn of events. She left to have a family. Jill too concentrated on her family. Kelly and Kris continued on, teaming with various other new Angels. They never spoke of what happened, and they left Cassandra alone. Except, unfortunately, one of the replacements, Tiffany, accidently stumbled onto Cassandra’s history with the Angels. But that’s a story for another time….







“…Is this Cassssannndra? Are you purrring back into work after your break?” an odd lady customer asked, her voice resembling a cat’s.




“Yes, sugar, I’ve tied up some loose ends. Now, I’ll need your name and job,” Cassandra replied.




“My name is Selena Kyle! And I want you to pick up a certain librarian for ransom. Her name is Barbara Gordon….

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My collaboration I did with another writer years ago to create a world where legend Blacksheepboy413 professional kidnapper Cassandra Clack was an original Charlie's Angels! Hope you enjoy reading, thanks

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Peck In The revenge Blues! (F/F Scenes)!



Gail Peck, (Charlotte Sullivan), when she joined the police force as a rookie appeared cold and isolated from the rest of the rookies, but she put up a cruel demeanour due to pressure from her family expectations “Peckspectations” as she called them. At first, the other rookies assumed that Gail was going to use her connections in the force to climb the career ladder, however, Gail just wants to be a police officer!



Being born into a decorated family of officers, (including a Godfather who is the chief of police!) Has a steep price tag; and it makes fitting in and gaining acceptance from your fellow rookies a daunting task. Underneath her caustic exterior, Gail is very sensitive and uses sarcasm as a defence mechanism. The moment someone calls her out on her shit, Gail vulnerability shows, and the only person who senses that, at first, is fellow rookie Chris Diaz, her close friend and former flatmate and lover!



Chris and Gail begin a secret relationship, which later gets discovered by his roommate, Dov Epstein. However, that is short-lived due to Dov falling for Gail. Chris ended things with Gail because “she let Dov in”, which he couldn't forgive. The 15 Division got a new recruit, name Nick Collins, an ex-military guy and also Gail’s ex-fiancé. Nick and Gail gives it another shot until he unexpectedly went undercover for 6 months with McNally. Nick started to fall for Andy McNally, (Missy Peregrym), after the undercover job. Nick's feelings for Andy causes Gail to act out in jealousy and sleep with Jacob Blackstone, who was the detective over the undercover op that Nick and Andy were on together. It didn't work she just felt worse when Nick accidentally finds out.



Not long after the breakup, Nick pursued McNally, and begin a secret relationship. On a call, Nash’s first solo job as a detective, Gail and Andy were partnered together. Andy, recked with guilt, tried to tell Gail about her relationship with Nick but couldn't. Gail was hurt and had to be rushed to the hospital, where Gail told Andy that she knew about them and that she doesn't give her blessing, Gail asked Andy to leave. When Gail was discharge turned to her friend Holly for support. Holly Stewart, (Aliya O'Brien), a Forensic Pathologist for the police ended up opening forgotten emotions and feelings that Gail had buried since a time in college, leading to them been in a relationship!



Gail had many strengths that made her a good copper; No-nonsense. She's a realist who sees things in black and white. Connected. Descended from a long line of cop royalty with "peckspectations!"

Ambitious. She's determined to be the best she can be and is fluent in ASL as well as in Sarcasm! However up until meeting Holly her main weaknesses were that she is very Suspicious and has real trouble trusting people. But, mostly she was very Lonely but she hid it pretty well from most, except Holly and Faith a girl she lost contact with from college!



Gail had always worried about coming out and supressed the feelings she had for fears of how her family, others and most importantly the police would of judged her! She did drop little hints at times though, she once when partnering McNally stated, "I don't know what it is with lesbians but they all have terrible handwriting, and they're always hitting on me. Doesn't bother me. She's only human, Andy, and she was kind of cute--"!



Holly had really helped Gail conquer her inner demons and she had a better bond at work with her colleagues and began to cope better with the burden of her family name as well. Holly and Gail are going through the steps to adopt an orphan who's mother Gail had tried to help and she got close too as well known Gail is great with kids. Everything was going great in Gail's life until on night she returned too her apartment to Holly and something didn't seem right?



'Holly? You okay babe? Holly?' Gail asked as she entered the apartment and for first time she didn't get greeted by her girlfriend? Gail was in her dress uniform after appearing as a witness in court for the prosecution. Her slight worry became horror as she noticed objects broken on the floor as she entered the living room and pulled her gun as she saw Holly in an horrific situation she didn't want to see her in! Holly was laid on the floor struggling in a hog tie with cord holding her wrists behind her back and tied too her ankles. Holly had silver duct tape covering her eyes and mouth and was stripped down too her cream bra and red thong! 'Been a while since I saw you last time 'Gailey'?' A familiar voice to Gail said in the shadows?



A female athletic figure standing just under six foot quickly tackled and overpowered Gail! The villain was wearing a mask and classic black intruder attire plus the speed, power and force of her assault on the smaller, weaker Gail meant she was out cold that quick she couldn't defend herself, let alone guess who it was, though the voice was VERY familiar? While out the voice played in her head as if she was dreaming? This however led too her realising who it was? Her college former friend, girlfriend and then enemy Faith! Faith had come from a poor family and deprived area but had got into college on an athletic scholarship as an Heptathlete. She had been placed in Gail's dorm who loved her confidence, wit and friendly persona. They had been friends all through there first year, where Faith was selected for the Junior Olympics, but then one drunken night both gave into feelings they had hid and slept together, well more than just slept together?



The sex got quite rough and Gail as an assertive person normally really got off on been dominated by Faith. The African-American girl with long black locks and a cute sun tattoo on her back and thistle ring round her left thigh, tied up Gail after pulling her clothes off and shoved her own white thong in her mouth, before licking her out till she came hard! The moment of ecstasy was ruined when another couple came in and Gail forgot her feelings for her more beloved reputation at that moment sadly! Gail accused Faith of raping her and with her top expensive lawyers Faith lost her scholarship, place on the USA athletics team and a suspended sentence! Gail did what she did when she felt tremendous guilt, burying the memories, until know!



'Gail wake up! Gail! Gail please wake up!' Gail stirred awake at the sound of Holly's voice only too return too the horrifying, scary situation her and Holly were in! Gail had been stripped bare except her black knickers with an Hitachi wand stuffed inside, set low teasing her vagina! Her wrists were cuffed behind through the chair she sat on and ankles spread tapped with white tape securing her too the chair! Three strips of white tape and Holly's red thong as stuffed in Gail's mouth was a very effective gag also! Holly wasn't gagged, but blindfolded with a black scarf and completely naked tied wrist and ankles stretched together, connected too the bed with cord! A low set vibrating butt plug was more frustrating and uncomfortable than stimulating for Holly as well that had been placed inside her as she further moaned!



'Nice to see you accepted your true identity, Gail, after you ruined by life you spoilt, selfish bitch! Faith said know as she entered the room completely naked herself! 'What how do you know Gail? What has she done to deserve.....' A firm hand gag from Faith shut Holly up! 'Lick out everything I give you or I will Hurt you and Gail okay!' Faith told the blindfolded Holly as she sat on her face and made her lick her out while she played with Holly's nipples, breasts and vagina ensuring that both had a strong orgasm! Gail could only watch sexually frustrated as she was teased verbally by Faith at the same time!



'Round two Gail, we just need a superior officer!' Faith stated as she walked in Officer McNally naked, hand cuffed behind and wearing a red ball gag, like the one she put in Holly's mouth before turning her butt plug up high, unlike Gail's very frustrating still low set vibrator! Faith but a large strap on double ended dildo on and inside Holly as Andy was made to ride her! Faith then attached and rode a strap on she put on Gail who still inside the humiliation couldn't think straight and wanted to come herself! Faith enjoyed her revenge and used sedatives on her three victims before leaving them forever! Holly left Gail and moved away, though Andy eventually forgave Gail and the officers rebuilt and moved on with their lives!



'What she done wrong?' Faith asked as she entered a large windowed room containing the queen pin of crime Nicole Wallace, (Olivia D'Arbo). The other room had a blonde naked and restrained spread on a bondage cross and black cloth cleave gagged while a electronic dildo entered her vagina! 'She is Officer Edit Janko, (Vanessa Ray), and will soon be an alibi witness for you if we need it faith!' Nicole answered as Faith noticed Edit also had a butt plug vibrating inside her and nipple clamps doing the same! 'What's this new job boss?' Faith asked looking at a file she was given by Nicole with a picture of a tall, thin early twenties agent on the cover? 'She is your next job K.C Cooper, (Zendaya Coleman)! Nicole answered with a grin!

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Great story mega love all the background knowledge you give us

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Thanks Ringo I like too get to know the characters myself before action starts mate

[Ronnie1967]

Another good read Mega love how Gail was left frustrated watching as a revenge

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Another good read Mega love how Gail was left frustrated watching as a revenge

Thanks Ronnie I thought it was a good revenge too

[Bigsteve1990]

Really enjoyed this story mega good revenge angle

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Really enjoyed this story mega good revenge angle

Glad you enjoyed steve thanks for continuing support

[MrBigMac1]

Really good read Mega thanks for sharing mate

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Really good read Mega thanks for sharing mate

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