Luisa_Luga
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If you haven't read part one to this story it's here
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?317605-Cloak-and-Feather-Towards-the-Spiders-Web
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I had borrowed a black Jeep from an old contact in Munich. It was waiting for me when I landed. Keys in the sunshade and a full tank. As soon as I got in the Jeep I tried to set a GPS route to the house but Google didn't know there was a road or even a house there. Apparently Google knew as much about Belladonna as they did about North Korea. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised, but I was.
It took me the better part of an hour to navigate my way to the long single road winding it's way up the mountain. I could see the lights from the compound in the distance and I shivered again involuntarily. It was a beautiful night. The moon light reflecting of the last of the snow. The stars inlaid against the mountains and the old German architecture of the huge mansion. It would be a wonderful place to vacation, which I suppose was why she was here. That and it was one of the most secluded places you could get in the civilized world.
About half a kilometer from the gate I stopped. I hadn't really thought this part through. In fact I had been so busy with getting here I had not even begun to think about what I was going to say. "Hi I'm an American Spy. Would you care to tell me anything you know about this GLOBAL PANDEMIC!" Come on Sam, pull it together. I honestly in that moment felt truly alone. There was no back up. There would be no voice in my ear. No satellite or drone overhead watching my moves. Nope this was Old School spy stuff. Non official cover. Totally out in the breeze surviving on my wits and my skill. I'm not going to lie, it was scary.
The best thing to do, I thought was to NOT drive up in a vehicle. Vehicles are weapons too and I had no desire to be shot before I ever got the chance to try to talk to this woman. I pulled my leather jacket on over my white blouse and got out. As I approached the reinforced iron gate, the crunch of my boots the only sound in the clear chilly air, I started marking sniper positions as well as places for machine guns along the wall. Belladonna clearly wasn't playing around. Immediately I put my hands up and continued to walk. About 20 feet from the gate a large spotlight came on blinding me. I froze immediately. Within seconds 5 men in Black tactical gear, balaclavas, helmets and MP7s came out to greet me. "My name is..." That's as far as I got as one pointed the muzzle if his weapon straight at my head and placed a finger over his lips.
I wanted to take it from him and beat him with it but I tried to relax as I was unceremoniously searched. My jacket was taken as was my Sig 227 .45 caliber pistol, my folding knife and my phone. All were thrown in a bag except my phone. That was thrown on the ground by what I had guessed was the leader, and crushed. "We know precisely who you are Ms.Storm." said the "leader" in accented English. Was it German? Maybe Dutch? It was hard to place. "The lady has been expecting you." He said before a soft black cloth bag was placed over my head and my hands flex cuffed behind me.
I had allot of thoughts running through my head. Only three people in the world knew I was coming here aside from myself. Lydia and the pilot and copilot of the plane. My ground asset didn't know I was coming only that I needed a vehicle at the airport. I guess you could extrapolate from that but that would mean I was dealing with someone incredibly smart or she had just guessed right.
I was also gauging the skill of the search of my person. It was clean and efficient. No extra fondle of a breast or bottom here. These were professionals and they had found everything rapidly. I probably wasn't going to fight my way through all of these guys. Hey I'm good but I'm not a Marvel character. I was quickly lead blind down a long walk up a few stairs and into welcoming warmth. A few moments later we stopped. There was a quick exchange of German I couldn't catch but I distinctly heard a woman's voice before the flex cuffs were cut away.
"Do not move." Said a woman's voice in an English Accent. She took hold of me by the hips and spun me around so my back was to her. Warm hands untucked my shirt and slowly slid up my back to delicately unsnap my bra. "The Lady of the house didn't want you feeling uncomfortable but we must search all of you." The voice said in almost a whisper as hands moves to unbutton my shirt. I felt my black bra slowly pulled away and examined. I shivered as the backs of her hands brushed my stiff nipples. Hey, I said it was cold outside and they took my Jacket! I could feel the woman's breath on my neck as she pulled my wrists behind me and fixed me with another set of cuffs. These were leather and had buckles. "For your comfort." She said but I didn't believe that for a second.
She then kicked my legs apart and searched around my thighs, panty line and pelvis. "Wanna take me to dinner first?" I said to my searcher but got no response. She felt around the toes of my boots and tapped the heels to see if they were hollow. She then examined my belt, checking the stitching and the buckle. She took her sweet time. Finally satisfied, her hands were under my shirt again and she fastened my bra. Her breathing was a little faster now. I filed that away as her breath tickled my neck. Finally satisfied she buckled my belt. Then buttoned my shirt to halfway up my chest and tucked it in tightly, her hands lingering just a touch too long. “Must have you looking presentable for the Lady of the House,” she murmured, smoothing my collar open.
I then felt a slim but strong hand on the small of my back pushing me forward. I complied and took 6 steps (yes I counted) forward then was stopped with a hand on my shoulder. I heard the familiar sound of an elevator door closing and felt us start to travel up.
A moment later I heard the doors open again and I was greeted by a flash of warmth that could only be from a wood fire. I was quickly sat in a simple chair and felt the Englishwoman wrapping cords around me above and below my breasts. With my top buttons still unbuttoned I could feel the heat of the fire on my bare cleavage. Then I felt my ankles tugged behind me and they too were tied to the rear chair legs. For a long moment I sat in silence, trying not to allow my breathing to show how nervous I actually was.
Then a mature voice with an absolutely unplaceable accent said "Leave us." I felt the cloth ripped off my head and I blinked in the soft light of the room...and there sitting before me was Belladonna. Now mind you I had no pictures of her only a vague description. But have you ever just KNOWN something? No real logical reason but your gut just screams at you? Well that's how this felt. I knew I was looking at the woman I had come to find.
"You've come a very long way to see me Ms.Storm. It must have been quite difficult in these troubling times. Especially since Section Seven had you listed as on a sabbatical. I commend you. Clearly all the stories I heard of you are true." She was sitting in a large backed maroon velvet chair with padded wooden arms. She was wearing and impeccable black woman's business suit with matching skirt. She had grey hair pulled up in a severe bun. Her neck and fingers sporting gold jewelry and her long fingernails were a dark red. With her legs crossed in front of her she oozed power confidence and Athority. Lydia could have taken notes. "Tell me," she continued, "what brings you to my door in these, shall we say, interesting times?"
Well this is my chance. This is what I had come all this way for. Lying wasn't going to work and I hadn't planned on it anyway. I took a deep breath and opened my mouth to speak when she held up a hand. "Wait. Let's play a game. If I can guess why it is you're here then I win. If I don't then you win. For that sound like fun?" She asked smiling with perfect white teeth like a cat finding the canary cage open.
"What are we playing for?" I asked speaking for the first time to a woman I had been chasing for two years. She shook her head and in almost motherly fashion. "Oh now Samantha, don't spoil the surprise. You're going have to play my game in my house. So", she said drawing herself up, "are you in or out."
I KNEW this was a trap. I know you and Admiral Akbar are screaming at me that it's a trap. I'm not stupid. But what choice did I have? What would Bond have done? I locked my blue eyes on her steel grey ones and smiled back. "I'm in." I replied.
Her smile seemed to widen as she sat back in her chair. "Excellent!" She took a sip of wine from the glass next to her then locked eyes with me again. "I know you've been looking into me for the last 2 years. I know that you have rerouted satellites and other assets for any information you can get on me. I know you THINK I am some sort of power broker across the world. I also know that your boss Lydia Fox doesn't believe you. She does trust you however. And now we find ourselves in the middle of a global pandemic and none other than Samantha Storm walks up to my door in the middle of the night. What else could it be other than you think I hold some piece of information about this virus? Am I right so far?" She asks in a melodious voice before taking another sip of wine.
I took a deep breath then nodded. "You're correct so far but you're very vague. Anyone could have guessed that." I said fighting for time and to be honest I wasn't sure I wanted to lose. She hadn't exactly dazzled me with her intellect so far. Only her ability to gather information. She sat forward at that and frowned a bit. "Spoilsport." She said with a slight shake of the shoulders. "Very well. You think I have connections within the Chinese Communist Party and that this goes for deeper than one government or a group of governments. You think that if I did not directly cause this than I knew about it and bent it to my own ends." My heart sank at this. I hadn't told that to anyone. I hadn't been brave enough. A super villain? Really? Who'd believe that silliness in the day and age of ISIS and international terrorism.
I guess my face drained a bit because she hit me with another dazzling smile. "Well Samantha, let me inform you, You are partially right. I do have information you seek and yes I intend to profit from the situation but I'm not alone in that." She said leaning back. "Now I'm no villain, I'm just a woman with a lot of connections trying to make some money in this world. Now I am perfectly safe from this craziness but I am not heartless. I will help you and the rest of the world. But nothing that I do comes for free."
"I suppose this is where the other shoe drops?"I said wiggling a bit in the ropes as they were starting to bite into me.The room was quite warm and I could feel sweat starting to trickle down my neck. "Oh what a wonderful choice of metaphor. Yes Samantha, this is where the other shoe drops. Now I can't let this information go for at least another week." She said staring into her glass.
"That's insane Belladonna! People are dying out there! People are scared they're doing crazy things and it's only going to get worse! Governments are going to collapse because of this! Another week will mean many many more deaths!" I said. I must have shouted but I couldn't help it My passion was again getting the better of me.
Belladonna came out of her chair and grabbed me by the chin squeezing my cheeks. "I am only going to say this once. In my house you will not speak to me like that. Is that clear?" She said her face hard and drained of all emotions save barely contained wrath. I narrowed my eyes at her and scowled before finally relenting. Slowly I nodded and immediately her face brightened as she sat back down releasing my chin.
"Good. Then we will speak no more about it. Now then, on to your payment." She said and I felt sinking feeling in my gut. "As you will have to remain here for at least a week, you will be my guest as well as..." She trailed off and smiled wistfully, "entertainment. I have heard and read many things about you that I have so wanted to put to the test myself." She said and I gulped. Oh I knew where this was going. I knew where it was going and there was no way I could stop it.
"For the duration of your stay you will do as I ask whenever I ask without question. I'm very glad you have kept your body in magnificent condition. You will most certainly need it. " She said standing again. Looking me dead in the eyes she said in a lower voice. "Just so we're clear; In exchange for the information you want you will be my toy for at least the next week. You will belong to me, body and mind. Do you agree to these terms?"
Well this was it. Save the world from sliding into chaos by turning yourself over to quite possibly the most evil woman in the world who happens to know all of your weaknesses. But there was really no choice. Of course I would do it. I swallowed one time then nodded.
She moved to stand behind me. She placed her hands on my shoulders and squeezed. I couldn’t place her perfume but whatever it was it was probably from Paris and cost more than my car. "Let me hear you say it Samantha."She whispered in that motherly tone. "In exchange for the information I'll do it." I replied slowly.
"Tut Tut Samantha. Do what exactly?" I immediately felt the heat rise onto my shoulders and that prickly feeling in my chest. She was going to make me say it.She was going to humiliate me. She was going to make me humiliate myself. But I WOULD do it and she knew that.
"I will be your toy. I will belong to you, body and mind." I said in a low voice. I couldn't believe the words were coming out of my mouth but, well there it is.
Her radiant smile returned and she bent down and started untying my right ankle. "Wonderful. I am so glad to hear it." She said as she finished effortlessly untying the rope before sitting back in her chair. Scooting it a bit closer she looked at me and smiled then tapped her left knee. "Put it up here." She said and waited. Flashbacks of so many other things other missions came to my mind. I took two deep breaths then slowly did as she asked placing my booted foot on her knee.
"Now since I won the first game I get to pick the next one." She said. She reached under the cuff of my jeans and tugged down the zipper on my ankle boot. To me the sound seemed to be as loud as a chainsaw. She tugged the boot from my foot and tossed it aside. "You will hold perfectly still. You can laugh you can struggle you can even beg if you want ."She said this last part with a flash of that devious smile again. "But you may not move your foot."She said as she finished untying my boot, her long, red lacquered nails clicking as she did so and began taking it off.
"And what if I can't hold still?"I asked trying to keep the quiver out of my voice. "Oh Samantha, Do you mean to tell me that the best field agent Section Seven has can't follow a little instructions ? Or is that iron will of yours just a myth?"She asked as she gripped the toe of my black sock and wiggled my big toe beneath it. I could feel the sharpness of her nails through my sock and I shivered. This was going to be tough.
I said nothing at first, just stared back at her. Finally I could see she was waiting for a response so I replied. "I think you'll find some things are myth but my will is not one of them. I'm also full of surprises." I said glaring at her. I regretted it almost as soon as I said it. Patience, Samantha! Belladonna didn’t get to be where she is by being hotheaded and impetuous.
"Oh wonderful! I do so adore surprise. I look forward to learning them all! Now to answer your question, " she continued as she started slowly pulling my sock off from the toe. "If you move or fail to follow my instructions then you are in for a long night indeed. We shall have to take this game downstairs. So the longer you do is you're told the closer it will get to making me tired and you may earn yourself a reprieve for the night." I looked down and slowly watched my sock disappear. I wanted to curl my toes and keep it on but I knew that that was pointless and it would probably mean a loss for me anyway given a woman like this. So instead I sat perfectly still and let her slowly reveal my size 9 and a half foot.
When the sock came totally off revealing my blue toenail polish the warm air of the room actually felt nice. But I was also starting to feel more sweat running down my chest. I wiggled again in the ropes holding me to the chair. " Oh no Samantha this just won't do. As you can see yourself, red is my favorite color." She said flashing her red nails at me. "You will need a pedicure while you are here." She said that she inspected my foot. "Perhaps an extended one. But not to worry. I have just the ladies for the job on staff."
"Great." I replied sarcastically but she didn't seem to notice or mind as I felt her left pointer finger on my heel and gulped, clenching my buttocks as I steeled myself to hold still.
"Now then, spread your toes Samantha and keep them spread." She said. I looked at her wide-eyed and my mouth hung open a bit. I was trying to find the words as I looked at her smiling face. " Belladonna that's not fair! There is no way I can hold that position while you....." I trailed off not wanting to say it.
" While I what dear?" Her smile was the scariest thing in the room. It was beautiful and evil. It was a shark smile. "Say it." She said melodiously. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath,"While you tickle me." I said softly.
Gleefully she said, "I can see I'm not the only one who can draw conclusions. But I'm afraid fair is not part of this game. Nor do I care if you fail or not. You will do as I ask or suffer the consequences." Her voice seemed to fill the room as she spoke. "Now....spread your toes. " She said sweetly.
And God help me I did. Slowly I spread them out wide and held them there. "Mmm lovely. I can see all those years in the field didn't damage your feet too bad." She said as she inspected my foot like she was looking at a prized horse she was about to buy. " Ok Samantha, deep breaths." She said and I felt her nails begin gently teasing my heel.
I had been here before many times. But usually I didn't have to hold still and take it. Under normal circumstances I would fight the giggles welling up inside me. In this instance though I was having to concentrate too hard at holding still. So instead I just let them out. Slowly mind you, but I still let them out. "Hmmm mmhmhmh hehehahhahaa.....shit" I said softly under my breath as I giggled. It seemed so incongruous to be here and letting this woman tickle me. And not trying to struggle what's more! But that's exactly what I did as I felt her sharp nails delicately scraping over my rounded heel.
"Oh Samantha what an adorable giggle you have. " She said as she continued her work. Her work of course being trying to get me to move as she softly, almost lovingly teased my foot. "Well your heel is lovely but it's time to move on." She said as I felt her nails heading upward and moving toward the arch of my foot. "You're doing wonderfully!"
I absolutely HATED performing for her but I had no desire to find out what was downstairs. As she moved to the arch of my foot my leg quivered all the way up to my pelvis. My foot however never moved and my toes stayed splayed out. "Hahhaa oh good lord hahahhahaa you're pretty good at that." I said trying to feed her ego.
The reaction wasn't lost on Belladonna either and she shook her head. "Samantha flattery will get you no where. Now let's move things along a little. This arch seems wonderfully sensitive and that reaction was glorious. Let's see what else I can do." She said as she increased her speed and I felt all her nails sinking a little into the skin of my arch. "Whoaaaa hahahahaha wait hahahaha nonnono HAHAHAH." The laughter had come now. Clearly trying to get on her good side was a mistake. Yet she still seemed to be playing with me. Trying to draw out this little game. I was fine with that. The longer she let this go on the less time I'd have to spend down stairs. Sweat was starting to form on my forehead now and my cheeks felt slightly flushed.
"Mmmmm there we go. That is quite sexy indeed. Tell me Samantha, has your training with Ms. Blaze helped you deal with this better? Or do you find she just enjoys hearing you laugh?" She asked as her nails continued to tease the very center of my arch.
"Hehhahahahaha lehehheheeeeve heraahhehhaha outta this hehahhahahahaha." I said through laughter as I struggled aginst the ropes and leather cuffs holding me. Her nails were lethal. She'd clearly been doing this a very long time and knew exactly just how to tickle me. But it also felt like she was probing me. Looking for the edge of my ability and holding me there for a moment before backing off. Through all of this I made sure that my toes stayed wide and my foot immobile even as I slowly cracked up.
"Very well. You're very loyal. I can appreciate that. It's what makes you so valuable and something I look for in my employees myself. " She said as her nails continued their dance. "This arch will need some work. It's a little too rough for my liking." This was a shocker as I got regular pedicures and took care of my feet in general. Hey I'm still a woman and sometimes your feet are your only way out of a situation....I just didn't have this in mind. "I'll have to let the ladies know for your morning pedicure to pay this area some attention. She said trying to get under my skin. "Now then...on to the next area."
I felt her nails moving again this time settling on the ball of my foot. I almost curled my toes instinctually but stopped myself and they wiggled but only slightly. I could feel her pointer and thumb nail sinking into the top and bottom of the ball of my foot. It was getting worse and my knee began to shake. Heheheh HAHAHAHA shit shit shit sthahhaahbaahhap! Hahahhahaa." I said as I shook my head a few times. Trying to concentrate on holding still as my poor foot was tormented!
"I'm sorry Samantha but I just can't! You're laughter is just too lovely." She replied. But even as she said it I felt her back off ever so slightly. "Clearly another area worth exploring. Oh my." She said looking up at me. "Samantha your face is all red. No matter dear if you need a break just pull your foot away." Her voice as calm as if she was telling me another restaurant to go to for dinner.
"Hehehahhahaa well I hehwhahahaba ...whahahaha you hehahhahahahaha." I kept trying to make a snappy come back but every time I'd try to speak she would dig in just a little harder, laughing as she did so. " I can see why Ms. Ramirez has such a crush on you Samantha. I honestly don't blame her. But she is NEVER going to have the fun I am going to have with you. " She said these last words as I felt her nails moving yet again. Now they had lined up with the stems of my toes and began to scratch the bases. Slowly moving upwards.
"No no no hahaha STHAHAHAP I MEHEHHEEAN IT!" I shouted as I shook my head no. My hair whipping around and some of it sticking to my forehead. I was moist with sweat now and I could feel I'd forming into droplets all over my skin. My bottom bounced in the chair and I balled my fists as I pulled at the cuffs.
"Oh you mean it do you? Well then in that case." She said as she dug in harder as her nails traveled back to the base of my toes. Teasing the tender skin as the did so. "Well Samantha this has been absolutely enthralling but I'm afraid this next part may finish you off. " She said as her nails moved again.
I knew what was coming. How could I not. Still I was unprepared for the intensity as I felt her nails sink into the tender spaces between my toes. They immediately went to work and seemed to vibrate at an intensity I had never seen apart from something battery operated. My eyes bulged and I lunged forward in the ropes holding me like a seat belt. The had shifted a bit and were now squeezing my breasts a bit. "HAHAHAHAH DON'T NAHAHAHAHAHA STAHHAHAHAHAP .......WAIT PLEEHEHEHES!" Did I really need to beg? No. But I was slowly losing this battle and we both knew it. I was fighting for time and if it kept me from seeing her basement, than it was worth it.
"Oh Samantha it is absolutely THRILLING to see you hold still for me like a good girl. I can't tell you how sexually powerful this all is. But I'm afraid it's time for me to win this game. But do hold out as long as you can. It'll make it all the sweeter." And with that her nails sank deep into the crevices between my toes.
It was murder. Made all the worse by the fact that I was my own restraint. I was letting her do this. I squeezed my eyes shut and laughed trying with all my might to hold still. "HAHAHAHA BELLA....DAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANNNHAHAHAHA PLEEHEHEHES!" I shouted. I tried, I really tried to hold still, but she was relentless. After what seemed like five minutes I could do it no longer. I clamped my toes shut like a vise and pulled my foot away, rubbing it on the plush carpet as I continued to giggle softly. For a while I just hung in the bonds and giggled. Panting as I felt the sweat trickling down my back and chest. Finally I looked up. Belladonna was standing over me and placed her hand on my forehead pushing my head back to look up at her as she smoothed strands of hair from my flushed, glistening face.
"You did heroically Samantha." She said as she pinched my cheek. "But I am afraid you have earned a trip downstairs
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?317605-Cloak-and-Feather-Towards-the-Spiders-Web
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I had borrowed a black Jeep from an old contact in Munich. It was waiting for me when I landed. Keys in the sunshade and a full tank. As soon as I got in the Jeep I tried to set a GPS route to the house but Google didn't know there was a road or even a house there. Apparently Google knew as much about Belladonna as they did about North Korea. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised, but I was.
It took me the better part of an hour to navigate my way to the long single road winding it's way up the mountain. I could see the lights from the compound in the distance and I shivered again involuntarily. It was a beautiful night. The moon light reflecting of the last of the snow. The stars inlaid against the mountains and the old German architecture of the huge mansion. It would be a wonderful place to vacation, which I suppose was why she was here. That and it was one of the most secluded places you could get in the civilized world.
About half a kilometer from the gate I stopped. I hadn't really thought this part through. In fact I had been so busy with getting here I had not even begun to think about what I was going to say. "Hi I'm an American Spy. Would you care to tell me anything you know about this GLOBAL PANDEMIC!" Come on Sam, pull it together. I honestly in that moment felt truly alone. There was no back up. There would be no voice in my ear. No satellite or drone overhead watching my moves. Nope this was Old School spy stuff. Non official cover. Totally out in the breeze surviving on my wits and my skill. I'm not going to lie, it was scary.
The best thing to do, I thought was to NOT drive up in a vehicle. Vehicles are weapons too and I had no desire to be shot before I ever got the chance to try to talk to this woman. I pulled my leather jacket on over my white blouse and got out. As I approached the reinforced iron gate, the crunch of my boots the only sound in the clear chilly air, I started marking sniper positions as well as places for machine guns along the wall. Belladonna clearly wasn't playing around. Immediately I put my hands up and continued to walk. About 20 feet from the gate a large spotlight came on blinding me. I froze immediately. Within seconds 5 men in Black tactical gear, balaclavas, helmets and MP7s came out to greet me. "My name is..." That's as far as I got as one pointed the muzzle if his weapon straight at my head and placed a finger over his lips.
I wanted to take it from him and beat him with it but I tried to relax as I was unceremoniously searched. My jacket was taken as was my Sig 227 .45 caliber pistol, my folding knife and my phone. All were thrown in a bag except my phone. That was thrown on the ground by what I had guessed was the leader, and crushed. "We know precisely who you are Ms.Storm." said the "leader" in accented English. Was it German? Maybe Dutch? It was hard to place. "The lady has been expecting you." He said before a soft black cloth bag was placed over my head and my hands flex cuffed behind me.
I had allot of thoughts running through my head. Only three people in the world knew I was coming here aside from myself. Lydia and the pilot and copilot of the plane. My ground asset didn't know I was coming only that I needed a vehicle at the airport. I guess you could extrapolate from that but that would mean I was dealing with someone incredibly smart or she had just guessed right.
I was also gauging the skill of the search of my person. It was clean and efficient. No extra fondle of a breast or bottom here. These were professionals and they had found everything rapidly. I probably wasn't going to fight my way through all of these guys. Hey I'm good but I'm not a Marvel character. I was quickly lead blind down a long walk up a few stairs and into welcoming warmth. A few moments later we stopped. There was a quick exchange of German I couldn't catch but I distinctly heard a woman's voice before the flex cuffs were cut away.
"Do not move." Said a woman's voice in an English Accent. She took hold of me by the hips and spun me around so my back was to her. Warm hands untucked my shirt and slowly slid up my back to delicately unsnap my bra. "The Lady of the house didn't want you feeling uncomfortable but we must search all of you." The voice said in almost a whisper as hands moves to unbutton my shirt. I felt my black bra slowly pulled away and examined. I shivered as the backs of her hands brushed my stiff nipples. Hey, I said it was cold outside and they took my Jacket! I could feel the woman's breath on my neck as she pulled my wrists behind me and fixed me with another set of cuffs. These were leather and had buckles. "For your comfort." She said but I didn't believe that for a second.
She then kicked my legs apart and searched around my thighs, panty line and pelvis. "Wanna take me to dinner first?" I said to my searcher but got no response. She felt around the toes of my boots and tapped the heels to see if they were hollow. She then examined my belt, checking the stitching and the buckle. She took her sweet time. Finally satisfied, her hands were under my shirt again and she fastened my bra. Her breathing was a little faster now. I filed that away as her breath tickled my neck. Finally satisfied she buckled my belt. Then buttoned my shirt to halfway up my chest and tucked it in tightly, her hands lingering just a touch too long. “Must have you looking presentable for the Lady of the House,” she murmured, smoothing my collar open.
I then felt a slim but strong hand on the small of my back pushing me forward. I complied and took 6 steps (yes I counted) forward then was stopped with a hand on my shoulder. I heard the familiar sound of an elevator door closing and felt us start to travel up.
A moment later I heard the doors open again and I was greeted by a flash of warmth that could only be from a wood fire. I was quickly sat in a simple chair and felt the Englishwoman wrapping cords around me above and below my breasts. With my top buttons still unbuttoned I could feel the heat of the fire on my bare cleavage. Then I felt my ankles tugged behind me and they too were tied to the rear chair legs. For a long moment I sat in silence, trying not to allow my breathing to show how nervous I actually was.
Then a mature voice with an absolutely unplaceable accent said "Leave us." I felt the cloth ripped off my head and I blinked in the soft light of the room...and there sitting before me was Belladonna. Now mind you I had no pictures of her only a vague description. But have you ever just KNOWN something? No real logical reason but your gut just screams at you? Well that's how this felt. I knew I was looking at the woman I had come to find.
"You've come a very long way to see me Ms.Storm. It must have been quite difficult in these troubling times. Especially since Section Seven had you listed as on a sabbatical. I commend you. Clearly all the stories I heard of you are true." She was sitting in a large backed maroon velvet chair with padded wooden arms. She was wearing and impeccable black woman's business suit with matching skirt. She had grey hair pulled up in a severe bun. Her neck and fingers sporting gold jewelry and her long fingernails were a dark red. With her legs crossed in front of her she oozed power confidence and Athority. Lydia could have taken notes. "Tell me," she continued, "what brings you to my door in these, shall we say, interesting times?"
Well this is my chance. This is what I had come all this way for. Lying wasn't going to work and I hadn't planned on it anyway. I took a deep breath and opened my mouth to speak when she held up a hand. "Wait. Let's play a game. If I can guess why it is you're here then I win. If I don't then you win. For that sound like fun?" She asked smiling with perfect white teeth like a cat finding the canary cage open.
"What are we playing for?" I asked speaking for the first time to a woman I had been chasing for two years. She shook her head and in almost motherly fashion. "Oh now Samantha, don't spoil the surprise. You're going have to play my game in my house. So", she said drawing herself up, "are you in or out."
I KNEW this was a trap. I know you and Admiral Akbar are screaming at me that it's a trap. I'm not stupid. But what choice did I have? What would Bond have done? I locked my blue eyes on her steel grey ones and smiled back. "I'm in." I replied.
Her smile seemed to widen as she sat back in her chair. "Excellent!" She took a sip of wine from the glass next to her then locked eyes with me again. "I know you've been looking into me for the last 2 years. I know that you have rerouted satellites and other assets for any information you can get on me. I know you THINK I am some sort of power broker across the world. I also know that your boss Lydia Fox doesn't believe you. She does trust you however. And now we find ourselves in the middle of a global pandemic and none other than Samantha Storm walks up to my door in the middle of the night. What else could it be other than you think I hold some piece of information about this virus? Am I right so far?" She asks in a melodious voice before taking another sip of wine.
I took a deep breath then nodded. "You're correct so far but you're very vague. Anyone could have guessed that." I said fighting for time and to be honest I wasn't sure I wanted to lose. She hadn't exactly dazzled me with her intellect so far. Only her ability to gather information. She sat forward at that and frowned a bit. "Spoilsport." She said with a slight shake of the shoulders. "Very well. You think I have connections within the Chinese Communist Party and that this goes for deeper than one government or a group of governments. You think that if I did not directly cause this than I knew about it and bent it to my own ends." My heart sank at this. I hadn't told that to anyone. I hadn't been brave enough. A super villain? Really? Who'd believe that silliness in the day and age of ISIS and international terrorism.
I guess my face drained a bit because she hit me with another dazzling smile. "Well Samantha, let me inform you, You are partially right. I do have information you seek and yes I intend to profit from the situation but I'm not alone in that." She said leaning back. "Now I'm no villain, I'm just a woman with a lot of connections trying to make some money in this world. Now I am perfectly safe from this craziness but I am not heartless. I will help you and the rest of the world. But nothing that I do comes for free."
"I suppose this is where the other shoe drops?"I said wiggling a bit in the ropes as they were starting to bite into me.The room was quite warm and I could feel sweat starting to trickle down my neck. "Oh what a wonderful choice of metaphor. Yes Samantha, this is where the other shoe drops. Now I can't let this information go for at least another week." She said staring into her glass.
"That's insane Belladonna! People are dying out there! People are scared they're doing crazy things and it's only going to get worse! Governments are going to collapse because of this! Another week will mean many many more deaths!" I said. I must have shouted but I couldn't help it My passion was again getting the better of me.
Belladonna came out of her chair and grabbed me by the chin squeezing my cheeks. "I am only going to say this once. In my house you will not speak to me like that. Is that clear?" She said her face hard and drained of all emotions save barely contained wrath. I narrowed my eyes at her and scowled before finally relenting. Slowly I nodded and immediately her face brightened as she sat back down releasing my chin.
"Good. Then we will speak no more about it. Now then, on to your payment." She said and I felt sinking feeling in my gut. "As you will have to remain here for at least a week, you will be my guest as well as..." She trailed off and smiled wistfully, "entertainment. I have heard and read many things about you that I have so wanted to put to the test myself." She said and I gulped. Oh I knew where this was going. I knew where it was going and there was no way I could stop it.
"For the duration of your stay you will do as I ask whenever I ask without question. I'm very glad you have kept your body in magnificent condition. You will most certainly need it. " She said standing again. Looking me dead in the eyes she said in a lower voice. "Just so we're clear; In exchange for the information you want you will be my toy for at least the next week. You will belong to me, body and mind. Do you agree to these terms?"
Well this was it. Save the world from sliding into chaos by turning yourself over to quite possibly the most evil woman in the world who happens to know all of your weaknesses. But there was really no choice. Of course I would do it. I swallowed one time then nodded.
She moved to stand behind me. She placed her hands on my shoulders and squeezed. I couldn’t place her perfume but whatever it was it was probably from Paris and cost more than my car. "Let me hear you say it Samantha."She whispered in that motherly tone. "In exchange for the information I'll do it." I replied slowly.
"Tut Tut Samantha. Do what exactly?" I immediately felt the heat rise onto my shoulders and that prickly feeling in my chest. She was going to make me say it.She was going to humiliate me. She was going to make me humiliate myself. But I WOULD do it and she knew that.
"I will be your toy. I will belong to you, body and mind." I said in a low voice. I couldn't believe the words were coming out of my mouth but, well there it is.
Her radiant smile returned and she bent down and started untying my right ankle. "Wonderful. I am so glad to hear it." She said as she finished effortlessly untying the rope before sitting back in her chair. Scooting it a bit closer she looked at me and smiled then tapped her left knee. "Put it up here." She said and waited. Flashbacks of so many other things other missions came to my mind. I took two deep breaths then slowly did as she asked placing my booted foot on her knee.
"Now since I won the first game I get to pick the next one." She said. She reached under the cuff of my jeans and tugged down the zipper on my ankle boot. To me the sound seemed to be as loud as a chainsaw. She tugged the boot from my foot and tossed it aside. "You will hold perfectly still. You can laugh you can struggle you can even beg if you want ."She said this last part with a flash of that devious smile again. "But you may not move your foot."She said as she finished untying my boot, her long, red lacquered nails clicking as she did so and began taking it off.
"And what if I can't hold still?"I asked trying to keep the quiver out of my voice. "Oh Samantha, Do you mean to tell me that the best field agent Section Seven has can't follow a little instructions ? Or is that iron will of yours just a myth?"She asked as she gripped the toe of my black sock and wiggled my big toe beneath it. I could feel the sharpness of her nails through my sock and I shivered. This was going to be tough.
I said nothing at first, just stared back at her. Finally I could see she was waiting for a response so I replied. "I think you'll find some things are myth but my will is not one of them. I'm also full of surprises." I said glaring at her. I regretted it almost as soon as I said it. Patience, Samantha! Belladonna didn’t get to be where she is by being hotheaded and impetuous.
"Oh wonderful! I do so adore surprise. I look forward to learning them all! Now to answer your question, " she continued as she started slowly pulling my sock off from the toe. "If you move or fail to follow my instructions then you are in for a long night indeed. We shall have to take this game downstairs. So the longer you do is you're told the closer it will get to making me tired and you may earn yourself a reprieve for the night." I looked down and slowly watched my sock disappear. I wanted to curl my toes and keep it on but I knew that that was pointless and it would probably mean a loss for me anyway given a woman like this. So instead I sat perfectly still and let her slowly reveal my size 9 and a half foot.
When the sock came totally off revealing my blue toenail polish the warm air of the room actually felt nice. But I was also starting to feel more sweat running down my chest. I wiggled again in the ropes holding me to the chair. " Oh no Samantha this just won't do. As you can see yourself, red is my favorite color." She said flashing her red nails at me. "You will need a pedicure while you are here." She said that she inspected my foot. "Perhaps an extended one. But not to worry. I have just the ladies for the job on staff."
"Great." I replied sarcastically but she didn't seem to notice or mind as I felt her left pointer finger on my heel and gulped, clenching my buttocks as I steeled myself to hold still.
"Now then, spread your toes Samantha and keep them spread." She said. I looked at her wide-eyed and my mouth hung open a bit. I was trying to find the words as I looked at her smiling face. " Belladonna that's not fair! There is no way I can hold that position while you....." I trailed off not wanting to say it.
" While I what dear?" Her smile was the scariest thing in the room. It was beautiful and evil. It was a shark smile. "Say it." She said melodiously. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath,"While you tickle me." I said softly.
Gleefully she said, "I can see I'm not the only one who can draw conclusions. But I'm afraid fair is not part of this game. Nor do I care if you fail or not. You will do as I ask or suffer the consequences." Her voice seemed to fill the room as she spoke. "Now....spread your toes. " She said sweetly.
And God help me I did. Slowly I spread them out wide and held them there. "Mmm lovely. I can see all those years in the field didn't damage your feet too bad." She said as she inspected my foot like she was looking at a prized horse she was about to buy. " Ok Samantha, deep breaths." She said and I felt her nails begin gently teasing my heel.
I had been here before many times. But usually I didn't have to hold still and take it. Under normal circumstances I would fight the giggles welling up inside me. In this instance though I was having to concentrate too hard at holding still. So instead I just let them out. Slowly mind you, but I still let them out. "Hmmm mmhmhmh hehehahhahaa.....shit" I said softly under my breath as I giggled. It seemed so incongruous to be here and letting this woman tickle me. And not trying to struggle what's more! But that's exactly what I did as I felt her sharp nails delicately scraping over my rounded heel.
"Oh Samantha what an adorable giggle you have. " She said as she continued her work. Her work of course being trying to get me to move as she softly, almost lovingly teased my foot. "Well your heel is lovely but it's time to move on." She said as I felt her nails heading upward and moving toward the arch of my foot. "You're doing wonderfully!"
I absolutely HATED performing for her but I had no desire to find out what was downstairs. As she moved to the arch of my foot my leg quivered all the way up to my pelvis. My foot however never moved and my toes stayed splayed out. "Hahhaa oh good lord hahahhahaa you're pretty good at that." I said trying to feed her ego.
The reaction wasn't lost on Belladonna either and she shook her head. "Samantha flattery will get you no where. Now let's move things along a little. This arch seems wonderfully sensitive and that reaction was glorious. Let's see what else I can do." She said as she increased her speed and I felt all her nails sinking a little into the skin of my arch. "Whoaaaa hahahahaha wait hahahaha nonnono HAHAHAH." The laughter had come now. Clearly trying to get on her good side was a mistake. Yet she still seemed to be playing with me. Trying to draw out this little game. I was fine with that. The longer she let this go on the less time I'd have to spend down stairs. Sweat was starting to form on my forehead now and my cheeks felt slightly flushed.
"Mmmmm there we go. That is quite sexy indeed. Tell me Samantha, has your training with Ms. Blaze helped you deal with this better? Or do you find she just enjoys hearing you laugh?" She asked as her nails continued to tease the very center of my arch.
"Hehhahahahaha lehehheheeeeve heraahhehhaha outta this hehahhahahahaha." I said through laughter as I struggled aginst the ropes and leather cuffs holding me. Her nails were lethal. She'd clearly been doing this a very long time and knew exactly just how to tickle me. But it also felt like she was probing me. Looking for the edge of my ability and holding me there for a moment before backing off. Through all of this I made sure that my toes stayed wide and my foot immobile even as I slowly cracked up.
"Very well. You're very loyal. I can appreciate that. It's what makes you so valuable and something I look for in my employees myself. " She said as her nails continued their dance. "This arch will need some work. It's a little too rough for my liking." This was a shocker as I got regular pedicures and took care of my feet in general. Hey I'm still a woman and sometimes your feet are your only way out of a situation....I just didn't have this in mind. "I'll have to let the ladies know for your morning pedicure to pay this area some attention. She said trying to get under my skin. "Now then...on to the next area."
I felt her nails moving again this time settling on the ball of my foot. I almost curled my toes instinctually but stopped myself and they wiggled but only slightly. I could feel her pointer and thumb nail sinking into the top and bottom of the ball of my foot. It was getting worse and my knee began to shake. Heheheh HAHAHAHA shit shit shit sthahhaahbaahhap! Hahahhahaa." I said as I shook my head a few times. Trying to concentrate on holding still as my poor foot was tormented!
"I'm sorry Samantha but I just can't! You're laughter is just too lovely." She replied. But even as she said it I felt her back off ever so slightly. "Clearly another area worth exploring. Oh my." She said looking up at me. "Samantha your face is all red. No matter dear if you need a break just pull your foot away." Her voice as calm as if she was telling me another restaurant to go to for dinner.
"Hehehahhahaa well I hehwhahahaba ...whahahaha you hehahhahahahaha." I kept trying to make a snappy come back but every time I'd try to speak she would dig in just a little harder, laughing as she did so. " I can see why Ms. Ramirez has such a crush on you Samantha. I honestly don't blame her. But she is NEVER going to have the fun I am going to have with you. " She said these last words as I felt her nails moving yet again. Now they had lined up with the stems of my toes and began to scratch the bases. Slowly moving upwards.
"No no no hahaha STHAHAHAP I MEHEHHEEAN IT!" I shouted as I shook my head no. My hair whipping around and some of it sticking to my forehead. I was moist with sweat now and I could feel I'd forming into droplets all over my skin. My bottom bounced in the chair and I balled my fists as I pulled at the cuffs.
"Oh you mean it do you? Well then in that case." She said as she dug in harder as her nails traveled back to the base of my toes. Teasing the tender skin as the did so. "Well Samantha this has been absolutely enthralling but I'm afraid this next part may finish you off. " She said as her nails moved again.
I knew what was coming. How could I not. Still I was unprepared for the intensity as I felt her nails sink into the tender spaces between my toes. They immediately went to work and seemed to vibrate at an intensity I had never seen apart from something battery operated. My eyes bulged and I lunged forward in the ropes holding me like a seat belt. The had shifted a bit and were now squeezing my breasts a bit. "HAHAHAHAH DON'T NAHAHAHAHAHA STAHHAHAHAHAP .......WAIT PLEEHEHEHES!" Did I really need to beg? No. But I was slowly losing this battle and we both knew it. I was fighting for time and if it kept me from seeing her basement, than it was worth it.
"Oh Samantha it is absolutely THRILLING to see you hold still for me like a good girl. I can't tell you how sexually powerful this all is. But I'm afraid it's time for me to win this game. But do hold out as long as you can. It'll make it all the sweeter." And with that her nails sank deep into the crevices between my toes.
It was murder. Made all the worse by the fact that I was my own restraint. I was letting her do this. I squeezed my eyes shut and laughed trying with all my might to hold still. "HAHAHAHA BELLA....DAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANNNHAHAHAHA PLEEHEHEHES!" I shouted. I tried, I really tried to hold still, but she was relentless. After what seemed like five minutes I could do it no longer. I clamped my toes shut like a vise and pulled my foot away, rubbing it on the plush carpet as I continued to giggle softly. For a while I just hung in the bonds and giggled. Panting as I felt the sweat trickling down my back and chest. Finally I looked up. Belladonna was standing over me and placed her hand on my forehead pushing my head back to look up at her as she smoothed strands of hair from my flushed, glistening face.
"You did heroically Samantha." She said as she pinched my cheek. "But I am afraid you have earned a trip downstairs
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