The Judas Stones - Chapter 14

Aki opened the door just a little and peeked through with one eye on the crowd of young buff men and bikini clad women on the fore deck before she closed the door again softly.  She took a nervous step back into the passageway her heart beating a little faster than normal.  She looked down at her bikini, then recalled the much more darling ones she’d just withheld, her mind pondering a strategic retreat back to her cabin for the remainder of the crossing.

 

         “This silly Aki, you have nothing be ashamed of as Alex said many times, so why hesitate?” she asked herself.

 

         She all too well knew the irrational answer to that question and the more she turned it over in her mind the sillier and more inconsequential her apprehension became. 

 

         “Poison Geisha generally keep in the background until special skills needed then strike with deadly precision.  Although naked many times always alone with victim so body not for public view or display, then slip into shadow again, this different and unsettling for me.  Not very out going or party animal as Alex say, so not sure I not make fool of self,” she said.

 

         She gathered up her strength, took a reassuring deep breath and emerged into the bright sunlit afternoon.  Up the stairs she marched and over to a bench seat and down she sat her body stiff and erect, her hands clasp together in front of her coming to rest on her thighs her legs doing their best imitation of squeezing a pea between them.  The entire scene very reminiscent of a school boy or girl having his or her picture taken for their parents, which was exactly the pose she struck. 

 

         Aki flicked her eyes from side to side when she was reasonably sure no one was looking at her a sense of triumph playing across her mind at the leap of courage she’d taken.  The music played on and the people continued to dance and mix, some had already formed partnerships while others were in the process of doing just that.  Aki busied her mind reading the body language of her shipmates while she predicted the success or failure of their endeavours, her game helping to keep her mind off her nervousness and the completely uncomfortable situation she found herself in or at least push it to the far recesses of her mind so she could pretend it wasn’t there.

 

         “Like my mum used to say if you don’t watch it love you’ll freeze in that position,” a woman with a very discernible Australian accent said.

 

         “Think, I think it’s too warm for me to freeze,” Aki said hiding the surprise of having this woman sneak up on her without being aware. 

 

         The woman smiled at the obvious clash of cultures and the different interpretation of the language.  Aki took the moment to look her over, about 5’7” tall or so, early thirties, blonde, drop dead beautiful and owning a figure of envious dimensions.  Her bright pink bikini seemed to cling to her sylph like form, every curve and narrow of her lightly tanned body would provide a sensation of wonder to the onlooker and a touch of delight if one was to get that privilege. 

        

         “Maybe provide touch of death if one not very careful!” Aki warned herself.

 

         “A sharp sense of humour to go with a very sharp body, just the sort of thing a Sheila needs to succeed in this rage.  G’Day to ya!” the woman said bring her glass up in a toast in one hand while the other offered Aki one she’d brought along.

 

         Aki wasn’t sure what was being said to her, not completely anyway, but the tone sounded warm and welcoming, the sincere part she wasn’t sure about so she decided to play along a little more and sort things out, especially the language.

 

         “Beg your pardon, but my name is not Sheila, it’s Aki Eto and people at party don’t seem angry or in a rage,” she offered somewhat weakly knowing she was way out of her league in terms of English usage with this woman, as she took the offered refreshment.

 

         “No, I’m sorry love, I shouldn’t use my Aussie slang, its very rude, but I get so little chance to cut loose and have a ripper at it, oh there it is again, I mean I don’t have much of  chance in to just relax and remember my roots if that makes any sense I hope.

 

         “Understand completely and no need to apologize,” Aki smiled.

         The woman smiled back and promptly sat down next to her new friend offered her glass again in a toast to which Aki brought hers up, they clinked edges and each had a drink.

 

         “Where is your suntan lotion love, the sun and water may be nice but in no time your skin will be as dry as a dead Dingo’s donger!”

 

         “Dead Ding…?” Aki started

 

         “Don’t ask, just me using a rude expression to mean it will dry your skin right out,” her new friend smiled before she caught the eye, which wasn’t hard for her, of a passing ship’s steward.

 

         “Can you please bring us some sunscreen, I’d say UV30 for me and definitely a UV 45 for my friend here and please hurry, I don’t think she has a moment to spare,” she said comically. 

 

         “You see there I can talk posh and all, just like a Pommey, an Englishman,” she added before Aki’s faced changed to a quizzical look.

 

         “What is in this drink?” Aki quizzed after several more sips.

 

         “Only my special concoction!” the woman said with a wry smile to an alarmed look from Aki.

 

         “Oh no nothing like that, no alcohol at all, Pomegranate juice, grenadine, Kiwi and a slight twist of lime with a piece of Star fruit as a decoration.  Had the bartender make them up special, you’ve got to keep your wits about you with all these sharks, men, swimming about!” she said her free arm gesturing about the deck.

 

         Aki just smiled back and for some reason tensed her legs a little tighter together.  The steward was back with the lotion in no time.  The woman smiled a thank you and took both tubes before opening hers and liberally applying it until she was just slick enough in it to be even more eye catching than before.  She turned away from Aki and reaching around past her the tube.

 

         “Please do my back?” she said leaning forward slightly as she drew her legs up onto the padded bench they both occupied. 

 

         Aki did as requested, but very tentatively at first so as not to appear too eager.

 

         “All the way down love and press harder I won’t break I promise,” the woman said in a coy but assuring voice. 

 

         The Poison Geisha did as requested, spreading the creamy gel up and down the woman’s back a few delicate fingers buttering the solution just under the lip of her bikini bottom. 

 

         “Much better Aki!” the woman said her voice relaxed as Aki worked thinking this was her opportunity to allay her suspicions about this woman. 

 

         “Now for you and god knows you need it more than me!” the woman said pulling away and snatching up the tube of sun screen before Aki could get her hands on it.

 

         “Pop a leg up on my knee and I’ll show you how an expert does it.  Having spent a good portion of my life under a blue sky beyond the black stump I think I qualify as an expert on skincare, but here I am yabbering along I’ll let you decide,” she said as Aki slowly raised her leg.

 

         “What last sentence mean?” Aki asked in a bewildered voice unsure if she should be on alert for this woman or if she was harmless.

 

         “I’ll tell you in a minute, just let me get started here,” came her answer.

 

         “Loosen up girl you’d think I was spreading poison on you, your leg is so tense!” the woman smiled as her hands slid up the sexy leg of the Poison Geisha, her fingers drawing the rich lotion from her toes to the top of her thigh. 

 

         Aki tensed at the comment which brought a knowing smile from her masseuse as she swept her hands around the inside of Aki’s thigh by her womanhood.

 

         “You know my compliments to whomever removed the Poison Geisha Clan tattoo from your inner thigh, it’s like it was never there in the first place,” the woman said as she leaned in close and then looked up at Aki who by know had her hands on top of the woman’s to stop the motion.

 

         “Too late for that now love!” the woman smiled as Aki’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open just a little in surprise and panic.

 

         “You’d look right stupid with one leg white and the rest of your body burned to a crisp, best to let me continue to the end.  You’ve got such fare skin, I’m sure Alex has told you that on more than one occasion!” the woman said.

 

         The woman watched Aki’s reaction to the mention of Alex’s name a warm smile coming over the Poison Geisha’s face.

 

         It all fell into place for Aki in an instant the tumblers of deduction clicking into place as she put bits and pieces together to come up with the answer.

 

         “Thorne-san,” Aki said with a slight bow of her head in respect.

 

         “Just call me Charlotte, sorry for the game, Alex’s idea of fun, she sends her love and to for me to tell you that she misses you greatly.

 

         Aki body burned with warmth at the message and she allowed herself a small wallow in it before surfacing.

 

         “Thought mission was close secret among members only?” Aki questioned.

 

         “There are no secrets between a trainer and her student, besides Alex and I have a similar nature, we’re both rebels within the organisation, we do things our way not always the way our employer wants them done.  I sometimes think C.O.I.L. was never too crazy about me training her, because in the end they knew, as with me they could never truly control her!  They wanted another Claire,” Charlotte said then paused thoughtfully.

 

         “Unquestioning to the cause, even to the point of blindness, instead they got another Charlotte and lucky for that.  I love Claire and want her well again and don’t take this the wrong way, but something like this should have happened to her along time ago, that woman was living on borrowed time!”

 

         “No understand Charlotte, are you double agent?” Aki asked her mind slotting the information together as best an outsider to C.O.I.L. could.

 

         “Got a Kangaroo loose in the top paddock love?  It means are you crazy,” Charlotte said realising she’d used a colloquialism again.

 

         “Neither Alex nor I are double agents, what I mean is unlike Claire I don’t jump at every assignment or risk me life unnecessarily just to prove I can do it, that’s exactly the thinking that nearly ended her life and may yet still.  I don’t subscribe to that win or die trying mentality, Alex is somewhere in between Claire and I on that point and for her sake I hope she stays there.  She’ll be the best agent of all of us in time, of that I’m certain, unless she feels that need to prove it,” Charlotte reflected before changing the subject.

 

         “Give us the other leg,” the C.O.I.L. agent said her voice bright again and Aki dutifully obeyed.

 

         “To close out our conversation before this all began beyond the black stump means way out in the country, the middle of nowhere, the back of beyond, that sort of thing, that’s where I grew up, on a Station, Sheep Farm to non Aussie’s and yabber or yabbering means to talk on and on or too much.  Let me come behind you so I can do your back, the front I’ll leave to you,” Charlotte stated.

 

         The spy pulled one of her extremely tantalising legs up to her chest and slipped it around Aki, Charlotte wiggling behind until she reverse straddled the Poison Geisha.  Aki felt the oil drip onto her neck and a second later tiny multiple streams of it run down her back, Charlotte bent Aki a little forward and applied her hands as she placed her lips very closed to one of Aki’s ears. 

         “Look carefully, but you see that spunk, good looking guy to you, over by the bar, he’s been paying particular attention to all the Japanese females in the party, lucky for us your one of seven, unlucky for us your behaviour until I came along was just what he was looking for in an ex-Poison Geisha, shy and retiring!” Charlotte whispered into Aki’s ear.

 

         Aki seized a few quick looks enough to confirm what Charlotte had just told her, she tensed her body a little in alarm, but immediately relaxed it as the C.O.I.L. agent soothed here with reassuring strokes of her hands. 

 

         “He’ll never find you on the ship’s manifest, I took care of that, and if he checks it which I’m sure he will he’ll find your name on the ferry that’s one day later than this so should anybody ask for the remainder of the crossing what your name is just tell them Mitsui Wakabayashi, that’s what I changed it too.  Our advantages are he hasn’t recognized you yet, most likely it’s the new hair style or he thinks you’re below deck acting like a Poison Geisha would, staying out of the way and in the background.  We need to add to our leverage though in two ways, one get you out on the dance floor and circulating, being an extrovert to throw him off and two distracting him further with me,” Charlotte schemed.

 

         “Don’t want to drag you in on this Charlotte-san, besides I handle him!” Aki said softly back.

 

         “What and deny me part of the action and besides what if he’s not working alone, divide and conquer Aki.”

 

         “Hai,” the Poison Geisha answered deferring to the logic of it all.

 

         “Alright, now you’ve got to get up pick out a man and dance your way into his heart, be extroverted, not overtly so, but enough to disqualify yourself from his suspicions.

 

         Aki’s body tensed again as she watched the other women dance about, she swallowed a little.

 

         “They all look like they making love with dance partner.

 

         “There you go, got a handle on it already.  It’s that simple, get as close to him without touching him, build up his passion and he’s all yours for the remainder,” Alex encouraged.

 

         “Not sure,” Aki said her voice quavering just a bit.

 

         “What’s not to be sure about, believe me with your looks and body and that bikini you’ll have your pick of them, take two if you want,” Charlotte said with a warm laugh that went a long way to relaxing Aki.

 

         The C.O.I.L. agent unhooked herself from Aki and stood up.

 

         “When we dock I’ll keep him back for a day giving you a 24 hour start, by that time he’ll give up, you won’t have to worry about him.  Come to my room right after you check in at the hotel and say goodbye,” Charlotte said as a parting gesture before she moved off towards the bar.  Aki gathered her courage and went her way. 

 

         The plan worked to perfection, Aki was a hit with the passengers and Charlotte was more than a hit with Kenji Matsuda.  She kept him close and on a string, teasing him along with the promise of her hotel room.

 

         “I’m an active lover and as much as I want to be with you, I share a cabin and besides all these rooms are much too small for what we could accomplish together I’m sure.  Besides Kenji I have a new negligee I’ve never worn and I’d like you to be first to see me in it and the first to get me out of it!” Charlotte said softly as she slipped her arms tight about his neck. 

 

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         When they docked Charlotte told him to give her several hours to prepare, she wanted to take a bath and make sure she was completely ready for him.  It took a bit of convincing on her part to pull the whole thing together as he was more than a little eager, but she managed, just barely as she was hungry for him to after all the foreplay.

 

         A small knock came at her door at precisely the right time; she opened it and let the Poison Geisha in.

 

         “Here’s where we part company, but I have a little going away present for you Aki,” Charlotte said, leading the Poison Geisha over to her small breakfast bar in the spacious suite. 

 

         Aki removed the lid of a petite box about the size and shape used to hold a blouse and looked up at Charlotte who carefully removed the piece of clothing.

 

         “It has what I like to call the Triple F factor, fashionable, functional and fatal!” Charlotte smiled before she began to explain it to Aki.

 

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         Charlotte checked herself in the mirror a final time as she heard the knock on the door; she smiled at her choice, a see-thru gauze loose fitting negligee with just hints of lighter shades in it.  The outfit gave her the options she desired, freedom of movement and distractingly sexy appeal, her body powered and cooled flowed easily as she made her way to the door, her petite firm ass caressing the material as she walked. 

 

         She’d chosen the garnishing touches to her outfit with him in mind, specifically his demise.  The C.O.I.L. agents slip on sandals each contained a poison dart capable of being effective from a range of twenty feet and triggers by a pressure sequence of her toes.  Her main weapon however and the one she’d administer was her lipstick, her blend discharging a slow acting muscle relaxant with each touch of her lips, the cumulative effect after ten to fifteen kisses would put his body into a weakened state for the remainder of the day and night allowing Aki to be free of his presence.

 

         A final touch of her hair and the spy opened the door to Matsuda, ran her arms up and around his neck before coating his lips with her concoction for the first time.

 

         “I love your greeting,” Charlotte smiled as she wormed against his body, his hands making themselves at home as they moved about her slim wonderful form the combination of his hands against her gauzy covering and their skins sending bolts of excitement through the both of them. 

 

          She reached for his hand and led him across her threshold.  He wore only a white silk covering from the waist down, his chest bare displaying his washboard stomach and smooth skin for her approval and touch which she did, one of her hands caressing the ridges before she turned and began to move with him in tow, her succulent form dancing underneath her dianthus garment. 

 

         Matsuda reached out with one hand and inserted it into one of the numerous strategic slips in the fabric, this one on her hip.  Charlotte stopped and let him continue releasing his held hand as a sign of encouragement which she was sure he didn’t need.  He didn’t disappoint, his other hand was soon inside the opposite slit and joined in stroking her hard ass with gentle fondles.  She responded swaying her ass in a snake charming dance as her hands searched for the clasp holding up his garment while his hands pressed on to more intimate areas as did she having found the clasp and freed him of his silk. 

 

         Charlotte felt his colossal stem swell even larger in her hands until he has hard and throbbing, his hands doing equally effective work on her as she was moistened by his skilful touch.  Matsuda found the opening in the front of her garment his partner acknowledging his intensions as her arms twinned behind his neck.

 

         “I’m in no rush to hurry things along,” the spy thought as he tenderly clamped his hands to her sides and pulled her up.  She released her encirclement of his neck as her closed about his monument and guided him into position.  The spy wiggled and shimmied her hips as she worked him in small gasps escaping as she seized more of him until a final snaking slow rock of her hips consumed him.  She replaced her arms above her head and about his neck; he slipped his hands in two newly discovered slits, hands sweeping her breasts as they began a unified motion.

 

         They danced for thirty seconds before Charlotte orgasmed from his pressure her exquisite physique jiggling beneath her outfit as she moaned in pleasure, his sharp thrusts riddling her with spasms as she squirmed and screamed in pleasure before regaining control of the rhythm and taking him over the edge a few seconds later.  Matsuda convulsed with energy.  Charlotte, her body alive about his encapsulated member drained him with her motion giving him a taste of her skills. 

 

         “Excellent my Australian beauty very few women can orgasm me, your touch and skills are impressive, but in doing so you have played into my trap, a trap from which you will find escape impossible!” Matsuda’s voice rang in his mind.

 

         “Did you really think me as foolish as all that.  I surmised your plan while we were still on board the ship and as such revised my plans.  I have asked another agent to take care of Miss Eto she finally shows up, whenever that may be as I would otherwise be engaged with the death of another!” Matsuda trumped.

 

         The impaled spy stroked herself up and down his shaft a few minutes later her tilting hips running about and down his marble shaft in slow leisurely strokes.  Matsuda aided her motion, his hands fastened to her sides rocking in and out at the pace she set. 

 

         Small gasps of air escaped into their midst as Charlotte slid back and forth along his gigantic prong her hips adding a few twists as she went for both their benefits. 

 

         “I have you; even your massive cock is dancing my tune.  If this keeps up I may not have to use my lipstick you’ll be weakened by even more effective lips!” she thought as she heard his breathing pattern change.

 

         Charlotte pulled back and forth, her long drafts about his stem was just the motion needed to make him cum, his body stopped then jerked hard and wildly she prolonging his pleasure with thundering jolts of her hips.  She let him rest before attacking once more giving him a series of near crippling aftershocks; Charlotte felt his legs weaken as she rocked him in a devilish motion until finally he’d recovered enough of his own motion.

 

         The spy gave herself over to his wonderful motion feeling him deeply penetrate and stimulate her with his expertise her whole body serpentining to his feel.

 

         “Oh, I can feel you everywhere inside me!” she panted before she came in a wild frenzy, Matsuda increasing his lunges as he pushed her into a screaming delirium of mad contortions, each thrust eliciting trills of delight from her as she writhed lost to his pleasure tool.

 

         Matsuda kept up the motion until he’d exhausted her pleasure and her chances of escape!

 

         “Well it appears we were an equal match for each other that is until you’re second orgasm Miss Thorne, my technique and once again my size proving to be the difference.  Now slowly I will demonstrate a more deadly method of pleasure, pity you would make an interesting lover if you weren’t a C.O.I.L. agent and perhaps even then I could excuse that, but since you are also aiding Miss Eto well that I cannot overlook!” Matsuda said with a mocking laugh.

 

         Charlotte lost in her wild orgasm had fallen prey to him and his body and the simple yet highly effective knot he’d secured her in.  Her arms were neatly and precisely captured above her head in his and her legs and somehow been crossed over at the ankles and swept behind one of his with the toes of her shoes pointed down rendering then useless to her. 

 

         “I have you my lovely in all ways possible,” he added.

 

         The two were still affixed, his cock still marble hard inside her as she writhed and strained her nubile form against his position her highly trained body tweezing underneath her negligee to break free of his knot.  Charlotte no matter what she tried was held fast by him, her lips flailed in a tumult of aggression to shake him free.  She slowly tilted her hips up and swayed them side to side in an effort to free his tip from her lips, his size made it unworkable, she couldn’t tilt enough to free herself from his pleasure pole, much to his amusement.

 

         “Even if you could contort your hips that much Miss Thorne you would find it impossible to dislodge me anyway.  Before I arrived I lubricated my penis in a special salve, odourless, colourless and totally innocuous to the touch that is until it becomes wet!  Once that happens the chemical compounds activate to form a seal at the tip, you can slide back and forth, but never escape until the sealant dissolves and by that time you’ll be just another name I add to my death list of female spies!  Two other points of interest, the chemical base also shields me from orgasm, thus rendering any femme wiles of yours if you’ll excuse the pun, quite impotent, also it keeps me hard and throbbing to the touch, a feeling I plan to let you experience at great length Miss Thorne!” he slithered triumphantly.   

 

         “Once I’m free you’ll experience me at great length and that will be the only thing of great length you can say you have mate!” Charlotte said as she wiggled her body in his bind.

 

         He held her as she moved about, her body lunging and bending in slow and fast motions.  She tried to tilt her head and encourage a kiss but his positioning hold wouldn’t allow it.  She gamely tried, her body straining to pull free while fighting his extended pulsing root as her own motion and his chemical trap stimulated her toward orgasm.  Charlotte suddenly ceased her motion and rested, reducing but not eliminating the pleasure that was building in her.

 

         “A wise move or should I say lack thereof Miss Thorne, but I feel it only fair to warn you that my Sumatran Snake is reckoned impossible to escape from!  All you can do is slide about its hard unyielding flesh as pleasure as one pleasure coil after another metaphorically wraps about you until exhausted you surrender to death in and as yet to be determined way.  However your stillness is not mine!” Matsuda stated in an oily voice as his hips pumped slowly in and out.

 

         Charlotte tilted her hips frantically trying to avoid any stimulation, but she soon found his enormous prong that she had found so wonderful not so long ago could not be evaded.  He swelled and surged everywhere inside her, his cock pumping a so seductive rhythm in and out that she was soon entranced in its song.

 

         “AHHHHHH!” she screamed as she came, her bodily gyrations quaking them in all directions before Matsuda let her still for few seconds before he lurched back and then into her slamming wave after wave of pleasuring aftershocks into the convulsing agent, Charlotte moaning and writhing wildly with each forward thrust of his lance.

 

         “A very good start Miss Thorne, you are an extremely animated woman, I do hope you can keep it up for a while longer

 

         “You worry about keeping it up!” she said her chest heaving as she recovered from their encounter.

 

         “What a lovely and I’m sure deadly body you have beneath this translucent garment it moves so exotically when caressed by me, your muscles diving to the surface and then under again as you call others to the surface to help aid your escape attempts.  When you are completely spent and mine for the killing I will take the time to explore your curves, the tips of my fingers tracing about you skin, following yours contours and curves.  No part of your will elude me, a body such as yours demands holding and remembering.  I want to feel your naked, hot, spent and defeated form with every sensory preceptor I have, your final squirming appeals before I finish you are something I long to experience,” Matsuda whispered to her.

 

         “Keep those dreams Kenji, because that’s all you ever have!” Charlotte countered.

 

         Charlotte worked on extracting him as she moved her body again her strains delightfully sexy as she twisted her torso and hips in defiance in long sweeping motions her body entangled in his web buzzed like a trapped fly.  Matsuda pumped as she danced, his friction infecting her with a desire she didn’t have an antidote for.  He smiled as she came, her body frenzied and alive in his grip, she fought on after each orgasm as did he, his pillar omnipresent inside her, unrelenting in drive he climaxed her again and again.  Each time she laboured her imprisoned body, but each effort was weaker than the last. 

 

         Hour after hour Charlotte was engulfed in his body, she no longer tried to escape, she was too spent to waste what energy she had left.  Still he worked her, all his effort now, as she hung almost limp in his Sumatran Snake.  His cock reached her still, despite the hours past and her exhaustion she came willing until he could feel she was drained of will and strength.

 

         “I have you Charlotte and the next dance is the last!” he smiled as his hips pushed in and up driving into her as he went up and down on his toes in a slow impel and retreat of her.

 

         The spy tried everything to break his stroke, her pleasure mounting with each deep thrust until she was lost in an avalanche of ecstasy.  Matsuda bounced on his toes the motion sending chards of rapture through her coiled form as her voice roared in delighted tones.  Charlotte enslaved to his rod tilted and tucked her pussy as she rode him, Matsuda’s deep thrusts lighting up her body and mind until she began to overload.  Matsuda pushed her spasaming body on, she now too far gone in pleasure to know the difference, her screams filling the room as he pushed up and pulled her down in one motion before twisting her and tightening in place.

 

         “You have all of me and I most importantly have all of you Miss Thorne as you are now experiencing.  Within minutes your senses will overload forcing your body to shutdown form the extreme and unending pleasure of my lance and minutes after that you will be another victim of mine!” he slithered.

 

         Charlotte writhed wildly her clitoris trapped against his throbbing mass, the unending pleasure crippling her as she desperately tried to pull free before he finished her!  Matsuda held her form he knew he had her helplessly trapped, her only freedom now was death which was still several minutes away.

 

         She pulled and pulled trying to rise up and away from his coursing madness, but weak and cinched in place by this Sumatran Snake she couldn’t free herself.  She fought the sexual delirium overtaking her, her orgasm endlessly intense and deadly.  Her body, straining to keep from collapsing, felt Matsuda push down again and lock about her as she blew apart with pleasure her screams and moans an endless symphony to him.  Charlotte began to sink her body no longer able to withstand his trap she was just about gone when her brain issued on final command and her toes tapped out the release sequence for the poison darts. 

 

         A small burst of air and the noise of the cylinders embedding in the floor were drowned out by Charlotte’s moans, but they had bought her life back for her.  Charlotte balanced on the tips as the darts unable to exit the barrel in her shoes had forced her up off the floor and her clitoris free of Matsuda’s throbbing root.

 

         “Not yet Kenji,” she gasped.

 

         Matsuda tried to force her down, but the springs in the barrels refused to allow him so simple a victory. 

 

         “A momentary setback that I will now rectify!” he said raising her up in the air and out of her sandals before twisting around and taking them to the ground.

 

         Matsuda spread eagled their legs apart, his carefully cupping hers as his hands clasped her wrist and stretched them about her head. 

 

         “I see I did not take all the fight out of you my darling, perhaps a new position is what’s required and a new means of death, one I used on an adversary of yours several days ago,” he said his voice dripping with venom. 

 

         Charlotte felt him again work back and forth, their new position even more tactile for her, but even more dangerous for him!  The spy tilted up her hips as she pushed against him using his own weight as leverage until she could work her hips freely in the air.  Matsuda let her go knowing she couldn’t pull free and clearly enjoying her sexy body displayed in it best taut pose. 

 

         The spy tilted her head to one side catching his eye he slowed her hips and began a slow circling motion before mixing in long pulls in and out along his branch her face an alluring mix of pleasure and desire.

 

         “Don’t deny me Kenji,” she pleaded as her hips flowed about him. 

 

         Kenji watched her ass danced beneath its translucent veil, so sexy, so drawing.  He was spellbound by her resiliency and sheer sexual strength.

 

         “Come on love, come closer,” Charlotte thought as her eyes devoured him in passion. 

 

         “You said you wanted a long struggle I’m giving you one!” the lathered spy said as she swirled her hips and moaned in pleasure.

 

         “Move with me Kenji, finish me in pleasure, your cock so deeply impaled you can feel me shuddering wildly as you thrust me to my death!” Charlotte demanded wantonly.

 

           He smiled and moved with her for a few strokes until she climaxed her eyes never leaving him as she moaned hungrily.  Her look provoked him into a sexual firestorm, Charlotte was sunk into one orgasm after another, she somehow found the strength to stay up knowing she was luring him closer until finally he bite and her lips bite back!

 

         Kenji pulled her back toward him never letting go of her hands as they kissed.  Charlotte unsure of her lipsticks effectiveness after so many hours took her time, bathing her lips about his making sure she worked the drug in with pressure touches.  The C.O.I.L. spy succumb to another orgasm her figure shaking wildly and loosely before recovering, she lured him back to her lips by changing their rhythm and began to attack again.  Charlotte was swathed in perspiration, her gauze outfit clinging wetly to her after her hours of pleasuring, her flaming form desperate in the hope her lipstick still carried enough venom to free her. 

 

         Charlotte used the corners of her mouth to get every part of her frosting into him until after twenty-five kisses she felt him loosen his grip on her hands. She continued to kiss him even after him hips ceased there motion giving him a final soft kiss before looking into his eyes and smiling. 

 

         “You didn’t think it would be as easy as all that did you Kenji?” she offered somewhat weakly as she fell to the floor with him falling on top of her, weakened but alive.

 

         “My lipstick contained a muscle relaxant drug but I’m afraid after our long session it has not retained its original bite, but this will have to do until I can free myself from your wondrous and very effective root, You had me finished but luck saved me and then you had me again and this time my allure and your desire saved me. I knew if I could just dance about you and let you see the visual I could draw you to me and my lips,” Charlotte said in a weary voice.

 

         “You are exhausted and given the weakness of your drug I will soon be free to complete our encounter I am still secured to you,” he chimed back.

 

         “I think your drug might be at its end as well, after all its been a while and if you’d had your way I’d be dead by now and who wants to stay attached to a dead woman, unless that’s your thing Kenji and I know it isn’t!” the spy answered smartly before a great effort rolled them over. 

         Charlotte tilted up her hips and pulled away, her body tilting from side to side a she worked at freeing herself, she felt a little play as she surged on his stem, but she was still sealed to him.  The spy lowered her head scooped up his head in her hands and turned it over to meet hers. 

 

         “You still have me, release me Kenji so I can finish you, I promise it will be as pleasurable as yours was for me.  Don’t make me kill you in this position when so many others are much more erotic, “she purred her voice soft and muted.

 

         The spy worked her hips slowly up and down as her lips worked slowly on his.  Long moist rolls of her lips and the playful frolic of her tongue stirred his stilled body as she swivelled her hips up a little more. 

 

         “You’re lost your grip on me my love, let’s see if I can loosen you up a little!” she smiled sitting up and slowly pulling of her negligee.

 

         “I move better when not encumbered by clothes as you will soon experience,” her voice promised.

 

         Her damp body glistened in the light of the afternoon, her perky breasts giggling in place and small droplet of water dripped of her rose pink nipples.  Languidly her tilting hips moved about his shaft, her siren call working quickly.

 

         “Turnabouts fair play Kenji, you are unable to stimulate me, but can the same be said for you?”

 

         She watched him fight the orgasm she was creating a sure sign his drug was weakening.  A few gentle twists of her pussy took Kenji over the edge!  Charlotte slithered and danced her hips, thrusting deeply into him several times to shoot endless jolts of delight into him before she attacked again, her hips snaking thoroughly as her labia bathed him in sensuous friction. 

 

         Charlotte arched back and tilted her hips up and down as he fought her touch until he succumb and spilled, she sliding up and down his shaft in furious jackhammer motions as he quivered and shook.  The C.O.I.L. agent ringed her hips in tight loops, the effect holding Matsuda in her thrall, the other working herself free.

 

         She delivered several more pleasuring attacks until finally she slithered free of his stem, she was by now extremely spent, her body foaming in humidity and steaming, but she had to finish him.  Charlotte staggered to her feet and picked up Matsuda’s legs holding the vertical and ‘V’ shaped as her wet smooth legs began their entwinement of his.  A simple bend and a series of insertions took them away as weapons.  Laboriously she spooled them over so that he was on his stomach, the spy fell back over his body arching her own flexible form as she went, reached out and cupped her hands under his chin.

 

         “My Poison Centipede Kenji, minus the poison of course, but I think my lips can keep you interested,” Charlotte honeyed as she secured about the tip of his obelisk.

 

         He was helpless to her, his body struggled insanely to escape her pleasuring torment as she lapped and slid her tongue up and down his pulsing steel pole!  Charlotte fatigued beyond measure worked slowly cinching him deeper into her hold, his orgasms helping her battle as he weakened slowly.  She worked feverishly to spill him as many times as she could his superb condition and her weariness keeping him alive as he bucked and fought her. 

 

         Kenji could feel her tiredness, but she could also feel his, her skills every bit a match for his.  He rolled them onto their sides just as he came again, his head rocking from side to side as he searched for his escape.  He rolled them again, feeling the power of this petite slip of a woman coil him deeper into her nest of tangles, he flipped again them stilled as Charlotte found a spot and a touch he found very inviting.  Kenji involuntarily quivered with each swim of her tongue and caress of her lips.  His climax threw him and Charlotte about the floor as he strained and stretched until he finally came, still his hands finding his means of freedom.

 

         Charlotte slowed her tongue, concentrated; they began again before stopping as a stirring welled up in her, becoming more intense with each passing minute.  She was panting within several minutes, her focus lost to the growing heat in her pussy.  Her eyes flickered uncontrollably as her head tilted up, her mouth open to emit a shriek of delight!  Kenji smiled as he worked a silk strip of his long discarded covering back and forth on her nipples.   

 

         “I fail to see how we can keep this up Charlotte, one sexual trap after another, but it appears to be both our choices for this afternoon and quite frankly I can’t think of a better way to spend and afternoon that with a beautiful woman, even if we are trying to kill each other,” he laughed.

 

         “This however is I regret the end for you, but it, like all our battles will end pleasurably, for me at least.  I can feel your body my love, its shattered, spent and finished, you have nothing left.  Your inability to finish me with The Poison Centipede, even minus the poison, proved that.  Besides my obvious weapon I did bring another, my covering, made of the finest silk, it is rather stimulating to the touch, even if the person has enjoyed themselves to the point of exhaustion, as you have Miss Thorne.  This weapon will dispel those thoughts and bring your passion to the surface quite easily!” he laughed.

 

         Charlotte was unable to disentangle her hold; Matsuda had shifted her slightly and applied pressure to ensure they remained joined.  A strip of the cloth had encircled her neck and pulled her away from his root leaving her without a counter as she dangled in her own creation.

 

         “I was going to finish you with this after I’d disabled you with Sumatran Snake, but now will do just as well.  The Male Silkworm when applied perfectly entangles that female totally allowing couplings of prolonged and vibrant stimulation, it however also tightens the prey with each pump of the males stem until she is constricted in his silky web, if done correctly Miss Thorne I will orgasm on the last thrust and you will die giving me release.  You’re rather effective lips have drained me almost totally, so your web will be loose allowing me to recuperate and enjoy our final moments of this lovely tryst,” he said. 

 

         He looped a few more strands of the material about her breasts before he continued. 

 

         “My silk covering is designed to come apart in thin strands much like the fine silk net the male silkworm spins to hold his female in place while they mate.  Soon my female silkworm we will be joined again, but this time you will not escape the web I have prepared,”

 

         Charlotte strained her body, her legs pulling and flexing madly as she tried to escape.

 

         “You feel so delicious, your lovely soft skin and vibrant muscles working against mine in a panicked and useless attempt at escape, it’s so erotic to almost beyond words Charlotte,” Matsuda breathed heavily and hotly.

 

         Her Poison Centipede had been turned against her perfectly, her body was knotted into his and his silk death was slowly being spun about her as she wiggled wildly to free her naked physique.  Her wrists were already bound and half her arms in the smooth shimmering fabric rendering them useless to her cause.  Her breasts were under near constant stimulation from the slip and slide of silk against her hard nipples.  Matsuda moved them about the floor, sometimes using his body as leverage other times the stand of silk.  Unable to fight the stimulation she came, her orgasm thrashing the two about as she twisted in ecstasy and moaned in pleasure as more silk went about her and she was twisted around until she was there, face to face with her deadly unstoppable lover!

 

         His tip barely touched her, but the desire touched her deeper.

 

         “If I can’t escape I might as well enjoy my last moments,” she said, as she pressed her chest into his.

 

         Her mouth opened slightly before moving to his lips, her kisses slow and devouring as she worked and rocked his stem into her over the minutes, her breathless pants filling the silence as they kissed until she had him entirely consumed, a few pumps from him climaxed her again.  The spy trembled her body a disjointed gyration of motion as she was overcome with pleasure. 

 

         Matsuda spun his cloth web around her as she jiggled, Charlotte’s thin waist and firm stomach secured within several seconds, the wafer thin silk moulding itself to the small ridges of her stomach muscles.  He bound her arms behind her back, swung the cloth around and up crossing it over her firm responsive breasts in a ‘V’.  A smile and the smallest of tugs ignited her passion as the silk slipped across her extremely tactile nipples.

 

         “Pull it again, please Kenji, God I want you so badly..” she started to say before a band of silk closed around her mouth.

 

         “Not again my darling, your siren song will not dash me against the rocks for a second time.  Your words are much too poisonously sweet and distracting, I’m afraid from here on you will be my silent lover,” Kenji smiled.

 

         Charlotte’s upper body now neatly webbed in shimmering strands of silk twisted and writhed in a frantic effort to dislodge in lover, her body maddeningly beautiful as it strained, every sculpted muscle and sexy sinuous fibre of her rippling with fury.  They rolled and swam about the room, Kenji letting his prize move and exhausted herself with his aid.  Her anxious form fell to his skill as Matsuda rolled and held her into a myriad of sexual coupling positions that left her exposed to the maximum effectiveness of his tool.  Locked in place she was climaxed with ease by him, his insistent cock everywhere inside her as she trembled as he worked her from one cataclysmic orgasm to another, her muffled moans and restrained screams confirming his effectiveness.

 

         “I’m being slowly and expertly fucked to death, he’s into my reserves, his pulsing cock and lethal thrusts have me dancing his tune and I can’t escape and I’m not sure I really want to!” she thought wildly.

 

         Matsuda turned his ankle a little and slowly extricated one of the spy’s legs running it up the side of her body.

 

         “So long and so lovely, wonderfully shaped and tanned to perfection.  Let’s start at the bottom with your delicate foot and toes,” he said running his hands the length of her lovely leg. 

 

         Charlotte with all the speed so could muster bent her leg and snapped it tight about the back and side of his neck.  She rolled them over onto their sides, applying pressure with one leg while working to free the other.  His pressure on her clitoris was almost unbearable, but she somehow managed to pry her other leg free. 

 

         Matsuda rolled them completely over pulling the silk as a leverage of force and as a fulcrum to roll her about in it.  Charlotte, now on her stomach, felt her leg about his neck slip down his back and her other curled around his back to join it!  Matsuda carefully bound her ankles together then worked the silk between her toes as she wiggled first to the touch of the material then to the stimulation of his member inside her.

 

         “He’s killing me and I still want him, fight your desire Charlotte or give into it!” she thought even as her hips rocked a little. 

 

         “Thank you Miss Thorne for helping with the process, a natural reaction on your part to do what you did, but of course it was all part of the elaborate web.  I would have gotten you there eventually, but this way you get to participate more.  Now all that’s left is to web your legs and bind the two of us together, of course I’m sure it hasn’t escaped you that you’re positioned perfectly for endless pleasuring before I finish you!” he menaced.

 

         “Give in!” her mind commanded.

 

         Matsuda wound his silk web carefully about her legs, feeling and caressing their lovely symmetry as he went, her legs desperately flexing to try and squeeze against his body, but they after hours of endless sexual enjoyment were much too weak to mount any threat.  He started at her impossibly thin ankles and worked carefully up adjusting the silk strand as he went, her shapely strong calves, so pleasing and touchable to the eye were gently stroked by the lightest touch of his hand before the silk webbing languidly encircled them in a gleaming band of white perfectly offsetting her tanned skin. 

 

         Charlotte’s normally lethal thighs next felt the slither of the silken snakes coil.  Her weak flexes barely enough to move the cloth coil as Matsuda encased them carefully reducing her deadly asset to impotence.  The bands of silk continued to slither about her loosely as he worked her to orgasm then leaving her to twist in pleasure he continued to bind about his prey.  Kenji carefully banded her ass, running two strips up between her cheeks over her shoulders and between her thighs before intricately tying himself to Charlotte at the hips.  He pulled her up and back to him, his arms closing around her chest, the tips of his fingers on her silk shrouded nipples.

 

         “Now to take almost all of what’s left of you before I complete the Male Silkworm and finish you!” he whisper has his hips rocked.

 

         Unable to resist Charlotte was helpless to the endless onslaught of his rod.  She came above the wave of the first orgasm only to be taken under immediately by the second, then a third until she slipped beneath the waves of pleasure, her body sent to near exhaustion and almost total limpness as she fell from his caress after her ordeal her chest heaving as she panted for air.

 

         “Death Miss Thorne is still painfully a while away!” he laughed.

 

         Matsuda wove the remaining strand into the web he’d encased his prey in.  Charlotte’s bound arms were slipped between his neck and the strand attached from there to her ankles bowing her backward in an arch, her silk shrouded body pulled taut and prone for her execution.

 

         “There my darling I have completed the last part of my trap, from this point on every thrust of my hips will built me to pleasure, but also constrict the silk about you in a body crushing embrace.”

 

         As she hung taut in his hold she could feel the silk slowly begin its winding assault on her naked spent and defeated form.  Wet and hot the silk slipped reluctantly around her as the spy shimmied occasionally to avoid another orgasm.  She could tell by his motion he was using Tantric Sex to kill her slowly, but very effectively.

 

         “Oh so effectively!” she thought as he stimulated her wonderfully.

 

           Within two hours she’d endured seven or eight more climaxes until she was now deeply entangled in his web, the silk biting into her, its cling beginning to take effect. His motion slowed and changed as his hips circled, Charlotte feeling the silk draw tight around other parts of her body as she was bowed back even more, the tension line from her wrists to her ankles cinching with each of her hips!

 

         She struggle like the trapped fly she was in his web his venomous sting penetrating her with his pleasing poison, a serum she’d gladly and endlessly welcomed all afternoon, no matter what she tried to tell herself.  His hands massaged her ripe nipples while his cock caressed another numbing orgasm from her, his insistent and endless thrust deepening her body in his death web. 

 

         “The next one will kill me and I want to die in pleasure,” she told herself as she concentrated.

 

          She could feel a final orgasm building and she could feel him close to cumming as well.  She gave into the pleasure after several more minutes her body a wild bucking vixen of desire as she moaned and screamed in delight and pain.

 

         Matsuda’s thrusts deepened in intensity and frequency until she felt him explode within her, his controlled thrusts giving way to random jerks and pulls of his hips as he moaned in joy before a screamed drowned it out and the game was over. 

 

         He screamed once more as Charlotte curled one of her fingers, it wasn’t much but it was all see needed to bind the silk tighter about his balls.

 

         “The female silkworm is not without her counters to the male’s death web and her bite is always more painful as you can feel Kenji!” Charlotte said her voice gasping for air as she recovered. 

 

         The C.O.I.L. spy lay directly in front of him and stretched out length wise on her stomach as he lay on his back in the same elongated manner.  The soles of Charlotte’s feet were pressed into the flats of his upturned ones, her toes interlaced with his.

 

         “Your own motion finally freed me from your most magnificent stem, your jackhammer thrusts at the end caused you to rear back just far enough so if I timed it perfectly I could just force my hips forward enough to slip free.  Fortunately for me I’m extremely pliant, even more so after our endless session.  Once free your deadly silk instantly returned to its loose application allowing me to apply rather painful leash about your weapon and renders it to my control,” Charlotte said administering a small tug as a demonstration inciting a yelp of pain from him.

 

         Charlotte flopped about weakly as she struggled to free her near shattered body from the loose fabric that still entangled most of her body.  Her body sluggish and near non responsive she over a long period of time wormed her way free, released her toes and slowly rolled and pulled herself next to him.  She carefully bound his ankles together then tied his hands in the same manner before securing them both to each.  Using all her strength she pushed him onto his knees. 

 

         “Even though you tried to kill me I’m torn between finishing you or turning you over to C.O.I.L. for interrogation or to see if they could turn you as an agent, but that would mean having to share you with others and I’m the jealous type, I just couldn’t bare the thought of you with another woman, not after what we’ve been through!” she said straddling him.

 

         “You know Kenji,” she said as she kissed his lips, mixing her words intermittently.

 

         “In spite of your best efforts to literally fuck me to death I still want you!  As dangerous as you are, your danger in so sweet to feel, only this time I have control of your instrument and I can make it dance to my tune or play any tune I want,” she said as her hands seized his rod. 

 

         “You need to lose some strength while I need time to regain mine and I can’t think of a more enjoyable way for you to be weakened than this, after all I think we should stick to the rules of engagement for the afternoon,” Charlotte purred as she stroked his shaft between her hands.

 

         The spy’s slow rolling hands washed fluidly about his prong as her lips and tongue danced lightly about his mouth.  His pulsing cock quivered her hands as she took him to closer to orgasm.

 

         “Don’t fight my touch Kenji, you can’t overcome it,” she whispered before slowly brushing his shaft and tip against her pussy and soft inner thigh drawing him very close as his body started to tremble.

 

         “Cum for me Kenji,” she insisted in hot breaths as her lips brushed his.

 

         He quaked in his binds as release took over, Charlotte increasing her stroke as the spume escaped his organ. Her long liquid pulls up his shaft gave jerking aftershocks to his entire form as she kissed him in a devouring manner. 

 

         “No my love, no release yet, your still much to stiff for my liking, but of course my touch will soon reduce your capacity,” the tigress voiced.

 

         “My whole body is a caressing weapon Kenji, soft and as you can feel dangerously effective.  You’ll fall to my touch just as I fell to yours,” she mouthed between kisses.

 

         Charlotte fondled him to another orgasm before sliding off him and slithering her body around his back.

 

         Slowly the spy brought a bent leg up around his body, the pad of her foot tracing up his smooth hard stomach before gently stroking either side of his neck until finally tracing his lips with the pads of her toes.   Her other leg repeated the process as he quivered to her sensuous touch.

 

         “Alluring beautiful aren’t they my lover?  A woman’s legs can be effective in so many ways if trained to do so,” Charlotte hummed into his ear as she lowered them.

 

         Her toes skated about his shaft, hardening him to his former glory in no time, she feeling him growing as she held him.  She added to his torment as her tongue flicked hotly about his ears and her lips touched his neck with wet nips of sweet passion. 

 

         Cuddled tight to him Charlotte could feel him fighting her with everything he had.

 

         “I’m a special weapon Kenji, a woman, very deadly woman you should have disposed of when you had the chance, now I have you.  Your so hard and so smooth I can hardly get a grip on you Kenji, but that’s really not what I’m after is it?  No, I want to slither and coil about your monument in soft consuming touches that will ignite your helpless body,” she answered in a cooing voice.

 

         She jettisoned him a short while later his body writhing in the silk in frantic undulations as she clung to him, her toes working their seductive magic as he jerked and bucked in splendid animation until finally he stilled.  The deadly woman turned his flaccid member over and over in her toes until she was convinced he was spent, she coiled her legs, before moving around to face him, her body upright on her ass but spread out and slightly reclined to show it off to him.

 

         “I just wanted to have a good time it was never my intention to turn our encounter into a deadly struggle, but you started this and you picked the wrong woman to do it with, now I’ll finish it!” Charlotte said her voice hard and edgy.

 

         “We know so little about each other and here we are about to part company, I think it only proper you should know something about me,” Charlotte said as he just looked on, his head slightly slumped and his breathing shallow.

 

         “But first so I’m not interrupted!” she said her voice changing tone from soft to hard; she took a piece of cloth and tied a gag about his mouth.

 

         “How does that feel, I imagine about as good as it felt on me!” she snapped.

 

         Charlotte struggled to her feet before him, her legs wobbling underneath her as she staggered and fell against the wall, her hands the only thing keeping her from falling down.

 

         “Your handiwork leaves a lasting impression on a girl,” she smiled at him as she flexed and tensed her legs to get them working again. 

 

         A few minutes later she slowly and deliberately walked into her bedroom and started a bath for herself adding a few of her favourite scents, less than a minute later as back kneeling in front of him.

 

         “Now something about me as promised, I was born and raised on a station in the Outback.  My family raised sheep and when you’re that far out nothing is close by, so you learn to do for yourself.  I was only girl my parents had, six brothers and me, but that didn’t get me off the hook from doing work, everyone earns their place around the dinner table, my dad used to say and that included his little jillaroo Charlotte,” the spy said looking into his eyes.

 

         “I was in charge of the lambs when I was little, did everything for them, helped with difficult births, fed them when their mothers sometimes rejected them, took care of their coats and was even taught to sheer them.  Funny thing, some years you’d have a high proportion of rams to ewes being born, when that happened you could have a problem, to many young males become unruly in a herd, upsetting the females to the point they may come into season to early.”

 

         “As I said earlier, you learn to do for yourself or in this case I learned to do it from my dad,” Charlotte smiled as her hands undid the knot about his package.

 

         “Quick, fast and if done right almost painless Charlotte, just like the Vet taught me when I was young and now I’ll teach you, my dad said one day as he took me by the hand and we headed for the barn,” Charlotte said as she carefully began retying the silk about his genitals. 

 

         Matsuda now fully aware of what was about to transpire struggled and shook with fear and frustration as she tried to escape, beads of sweat breaking out on his panicked body.  The C.O.I.L. agent finished her garrotte and with a snap of her hands she pulled it tight as his muffled scream filled the room.  Charlotte smiled as she exposed the knife to him, a push of a button revealing the gleaming blue steel blade.  His muffled voice echoed for a few seconds before all was quiet.

 

         “Find yourself a new line of work or learn a new skill Kenji!  In the meantime choke on this for a while!” Charlotte said ramming his severed manhood into his mouth.

 

         “Don’t worry you won’t bleed to death, the garrotte has blocked the blood flow, but by the time you’re found it will be too late for the doctors to perform a Bobbet on you!” she said closing the knife.

 

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