Part of his chapter was inspired from a
suggestion by
Brian (Mingnuts) Thanks for the idea Brian.
Chapter Five:
Alice retreated into her room and
drew the somewhat tattered curtain across the screen door. She would wait for night to make an attempt
for the stone, but she was certain ‘other’ attempts would be made, not for the
stone, but for her before too long.
“I need to know the odds and the
players a little better I think,” she told herself.
“Perhaps I can even the playing
field a little and you’re going to help me do it!” she smiled reaching into a
drawer she had just opened.
The din at poolside fell noticeably
as she emerged into sight. With her hair
done up in a stylish knot to give her the illusion of more height Lady Alice
Hamilton strode her way along the edge of the pool, heating up an already
scorching day. Her pink bikini electrifying
in its colour and daringness caught the eye of all who came under its
view!
“All the usual suspects from the
lobby are here,” she noticed, but which one, if anyone, will make their move
first?”
She smiled and said hello as she
made her way towards the bar, the long way around, making sure she covered the
entire pitch with her presence. Alice
made note, that although her room was less than she had hoped, the pool and the
facilities were first rate.
“I think they put the cart before
the horse, but at least it gets everyone to mix instead of hiding in their
rooms or the indoor bar.”
A few more steps and playful wiggles
of her firm behind and she’d have completed her circuit when see noticed
movement out of the corner of her eye coming toward her.
Diata Umbazai we met on the boat
briefly,” said the young woman from Cameroon as she approached Alice.
Alice Hamilton, nice to meet you
again,” she answered warmly and with a knowing smile as she took note of her
new found friend or perhaps as was more likely, foe.
“She’s reed thin, but snake sexy,
especially in that green micro bikini and those legs of hers are made for
touching although I’m sure she prefers others uses for them!” Alice thought.
Diata was a few inches taller than
Alice, with a flat exercised stomach leading up to very small and firm breasts
the nipples of which protruded from her top with great zeal. Wonder high imperial cheekbones set off her
stunning dark brown eyes and full perfectly formed lips, then entire package
was then completed by her trademark cloth head tie, this time the colour
matched her bikini.
“Would you mind if I joined you I
just want to take a brief swim and cool off from this hot sun if you don’t
mind?” Diata asked confident in a positive outcome.
“Of course, can I get you a drink?”
Alice asked.
“I’ve already taken the liberty of
ordering for us there on the table waiting behind you,” Diata teased the game a
little more to see if Alice was interested.
Alice smiled back confirming her
interest then turned on her heel and walked over to the table her firm ass
swaying inside her own revealing pink micro bikini that was barely holding her
in.
Diata watched in rapt fascination
before undoing her head tie and diving into the pool. She did a few laps, the exited, picked up her
head tie and wove it back into place before joining Alice at their table. They talked for a long while, each probing
the other to see how far they could get, but never pushing the matter and
always using guarding double speak language in case anything should be
misconstrued. They talked so long the
sun shifted and came to them; Alice donned her sunglasses, stretched out on her
recliner and took it in.
“Would you mine rubbing some lotion
on and down my back?” Diata asked coyly as she took the recliner next to
Alice’s.
“I’m sorry, I’m perfectly aligned to
the sun and don’t want to move,” Alice apologised as she called for a waiter who
seemed only to happy to oblige.
They baked in the hot sun for hours,
shifting and need be every so often without exchanging a word.
“I need to apply more lotion Alice
I’m completely dry!” Diata said sitting up.
“Oh, I wouldn’t bother. I think I’ve had enough as I’m sure you
have. Would you like to join me for
drink in my room, before we prepare for dinner?” Alice asked as she got up and
moved away, Diata firmly in tow.
Alice led the way into her room and
closed the door then moved to the little makeshift bar on a small table in what
passed for her reception area.
“What would you like?” she asked the
most loaded question she could.
“Whatever you’re having I’m sure we
enjoy many of the same things!” Diata said as she moved closer to get her drink.
The Englishwoman poured and went to replace the cap when she accidentally
dropped it. Alice bent over to pick it
up and felt Diata’s warm hands upon her ass gently sliding about testing the
waters. Alice tensed her cheeks, not in
revulsion, but with insinuating compliance to the action. When she didn’t pull away Diata slipped her
thumbs into the material on either side of Alice’s hips and bent over and
beside her in the same manner. The
D.O.O.M. woman’s soft brown eyes looked into Alice’s clear blue ones for
several seconds before she moved closer and closed her mouth about the vampires. Hot and hungry she ran her lips all over
Alice’s while her searing tongue pushed her partners about with abandon. The Englishwoman responded gobbling up all
Diata would give her until their lips parted slightly as Diata’s tongue flicked
forward about Alice’s wet moist lips, close but always evading capture by the
woman for another round. Alice had long
ago discarded a preference in sexual partners, preferring to focus on the
person and the pleasure as the passion.
A slow trace of Alice’s lips by her skilled tongue hungered the woman
for more, but Diata just smiled and gave her a few teasing touches.
“I had hoped it would be like this,
so much more pleasurable and personal!” Diata smiled before another quick nip
of Alice’s lips.
“I suspect we spent all that time in
the hot sun for a reason! You suspected
my lipstick and you were right! I knew
you would try that ploy so I planed accordingly! My suntan lotion contained the antidote and
to think I even offered you the chance to rub it on me! If you had done so you wouldn’t be in this
position now, but again you must have thought it was poisonous, foolish woman,
you English, always over analysing things and forever to your detriment,” Diata
said applying another kiss before continuing.
“However, back to my lipstick, a
special blend, made from the nectar of the Spider Lily flower! Easily and pleasurably applied to your
receptive lips by mine, causing paralysis in seconds! But how is it still effective after all that
time in the sun and me licking my lips from time to time and even swimming your
wondering? I camouflaged my lips with a
clear coat of silicon, water resistant, lick resistant; it only breaks down with
heat induced friction, yes, my kiss Alice!” Diata said seizing Alice’s lips
once more and rolling them about.
Her hooked thumbs pulled down
Alice’s bikini bottom; languidly trailing her hands down the woman’s firm
thighs and calves as she did until they fell loose at her feet. Another hot hungry kiss from Diata and the
vampires top slid off to the floor. She
undid herself from her micro bikini next her firm body poised and tensed in
sexual rapture and anticipation for the coming kill!
“We are I’m afraid my dear woman
coming to the end of our brief liaison.
The pleasure has been all mine and will continue to be, but not for you
I’m certain! A few simple moves and a
roll of our entangled bodies forward and you will be powerless in my specialty,
The Devils Vine and from there it will be a quick and painful death as I snap
your spine! But first, one final embrace
to remember me by.”
The kiss was long and lovely Alice
drinking every last fragment of it before wrapping her arms about Diata’s neck
and twisting her around and up on her back!
The vampire’s hands locked under the woman’s chin as she leaned forward,
their backs together and pulled Diata off the ground.
“I took precautions for your poison
a long time ago!” Alice said with a smile.
Diata strained and shook with both
surprise and panic at the predicament she now found herself in! She tried to dislodge herself but her
opponent had her too well!
“Very well if force won’t work I’ll
use more a delicate approach!” she thought calmly.
Diata gingerly hooped her leg around
Alice’s lower waist then pulled her other leg up between the woman’s legs
slithering it on top of the other for support.
Carefully but insistently she began stroking Alice’s muff with the soft
soul of her foot. Alice’s bush felt so
smooth and velvety against her foot as she worked it was sometimes hard for her
to concentrate on the task rather than get lost in the desire.
“She’s good but you’re better!” she
told herself. “Stroke her until she’s
ready then bite with pleasure and work yourself free.
Alice merely increased the pulled
and strain on her opponent while calmly, at least to Diata, she tried to pry
herself free of the massaging woman.
Diata fondled and stroked slowly,
each completed motion delivering maximum effectiveness until she started to
feel a little more friction creeping into her touch!
“I have her wet, just a little while
longer and the bite can be applied!” she smiled in spite of her pain.
Alice could feel the swelling and
wetness, she knew she was falling victim to Diata’s touch; she no longer hid
her actions! Wild sways and ululations
of her body began in an attempt to break the D.O.O.M. agents hold.
Diata concentrated hard on keeping
contact, one slip would end her chances, but she remained unhurried in her
attack until a small probe inward opened the door! She felt the moistness envelope her toe a
relieved smile coming on her face as she probed sensitively inward!
Alice at the first inward touch
threw her body into spasms to shake the woman loose, but soon found it a
fruitless task, Diata had seized her!
“I have you Alice, and once I bite,
I will be free to finish you!” Diata gleefully exclaimed.
Alice felt her work in and against
her sex over time, taking her time and enjoying the trap she’d sprung! Her feather light touch to just the very edge
of Alice’s clitoris was damaging beyond words but she couldn’t let Diata free
of her trap while she still held the woman suspended and close to her own
death.
Slow soft exquisite revolutions of
her toe brought Alice to orgasm in minutes!
She fell forward to her knees, but Diata clung to her working the energy
draining orgasm as Alice convulsed and moaned in joy, but still held her hold
on the D.O.O.M. woman.
“You are strong but vulnerable to my
touch!” Diata smiled as she rotated her toe just a little and shook the woman
once more as Alice’s grip slipped away in a crushing aftershock of pleasure.
The cobra fast D.O.O.M. agent went
to work! She freed herself, swung her
supporting leg up and clipped Alice on the side of head, before securing her
foot behind her neck and pulling back rolling the woman over herself! The
Nubian spun round on her ass, tumbled forward in a ball, then uncoiled
delivering a ferocious kick the small of her opponents back! Diata proceeded to cripple Alice further with
a series of sharp punches and kicks that sent her crashing about the room. The woman staggered to her feet each time and
tried to defend herself, but Diata was too much! A final windmill kick slammed her against the
wall and she was pinned there as the D.O.O.M. spy back flipped her way across
the room fusing her body to Alice’s in an inverted position!
“Now to wrap things up!” Diata
laughed as she reached to her head.
Alice weak and hurt felt the soft
cotton fabric slip around one ankle and then the next before her opponent
tumbled forward onto her feet and reached back pulling Alice forward and
looping the trailing fabric from her head tie once about Alice’s forehead
before spinning her around and into her arms.
Diata’s naked wiry body clung tight
to Alice’s as they swayed slightly then the Cameroonian woman loaded her hips
and exploded them forward into Alice’s mound!
The Englishwoman winced, tried to buckle but was held up by Diata to
receive another blow! This time she was
allowed to fall to her knees her hands clutched at her sides as the Nubian
women somersaulted over her and spun around as she landed wrapping a binding
about her arms and sealing them to her sides with a cinch of the fabric! A sharp blow to Alice’s shoulder blades crashed
her forward as the trailing piece went between her legs and the rapidly around
her thighs and calves several times! Her
wrists where then easily looped and pinned against her back before Diata let
loose the last of her head tie, removed an ornate ivory pin from her hair and
secured the loose end of the fabric to another at the small of Alice’s
back! She executed a twisting front
walkover and faced her opponent in a catlike crouch face to face.
“It’s called The Cotton Snake,
Alice!” she hissed. “My poisonous kisses
didn’t finish you, but my bite was still venomously sweet enough to cripple and
now this snake will crush you! All
that’s left to be done is active the hairpin and draw my former head tie about
you in a soft insistent embrace of death!”
The naked Nubian snaked her arms
about Alice’s neck and nuzzled her before her warm inviting lips began caress
her cheek and neck before one final victorious kiss which Alice prolonged as
long as she could pulling Diata’s lips back again and again. Diata obliged but slowly slipped her hand
down the woman’s back and then turned the pin to the left activating the mechanism.
“Goodbye Alice, we began with a kiss
it’s only appropriate we end with one!” she evilly smiled.
Diata rose, walked over and slipped
on her bikini and exited leaving the entangled women to her taut death
trap!
Alice’s kneeling body wiggled and
shifted in the embrace, she hadn’t overplayed her hand; she’d just made a
mistake, perhaps a fatal one, regarding the ability of her opponent! She’d been expertly coiled and the mechanism
was pulling the fabric more rigid with each passing second and her head back to
snap her neck in the process!
She toiled to escape Diata’s trap
for what seemed an eternity! Her supple
young body keenly aware of the lethal constriction about it as she was bent
back and back! She arched up on her toes
as the taut trap worked its ever increasing bind forcing her to compel to its
will! Her hands desperately tried to
reach the pin and turn it off, but the Nubian had made that impossible! Her superbly condition body bought her time
as it resisted the smooth attack of the head tie, but she was being drained of
her reserves!
She rolled over onto her stomach and
pushed with all her force in an effort to reverse the gains made by the cloth,
but she was unable to overcome the mechanical siren attached to her lower back
and maddeningly out of the reach of her hands!
“But?” though Alice
“Maybe, it’s my only chance, but
will I have the feeling and dexterity to pull it off?”
“There’s only one way to find out, unfortunately it’s the only way and my
only chance!” she said relaxing her muscles at the same moment she began
wiggling her toes.
The Head Tie moved purposefully on girding about her naked newly bronzed
body in an ever contracting arch of mortality.
Lady Alice could now feel the Cotton Snake’s thrust against her rib cage
and the mash on the shoulders and arms and most alarmingly the loop between her
legs was serenading her with its siren touch and threatening to dash her hopes
against its fabric shore!
“Its got me in two grips and if I can’t escape both will devour me, one
with pleasure, one with pain, which can I defy the longest!” her mind asked.
The Cotton Snake answered her questions a few minutes later as it’s women
made coils sunk themselves about her naked lovely form as she squirmed in
helpless shivers of pain and torment while it’s fangs applied a most
pleasurable bite to the struggling woman, its venom causing her to moan and
scream through her gag in enchantment, savouring every body spasm seizure it’s
poison manufactured!
Alice only managed to clear her mind with the invasion of more pain! Her body was bend over itself, her head
pulled dangerously back , the top of which scrapped the floor as the fabric
around her forehead still ferociously contracted back, but finally at long last
her toes made a connection! Like little
fingers, they splayed and searched, probing and reporting all to her so she
could form a mental picture and plan her escape. The soft smooth pads of her toes, touched and
stroked all the points of the mechanism, carefully reporting all to her
screaming brain that she was desperately trying to calm. A soft stroking caress, a running light
touch, a gentle probing and a light squeeze of an angle between two velvety
toes helped form the completed picture just as a light tracing of the surface
swelled the details to completeness!
She positioned herself, tenderly placing her toes into position,
confirming the correctness of her application; she applied a few strokes and
closed softly about the device, securing herself for the kill! Cautiously she turned her toes, released,
secured and turned again, always perfectly positioned and with the same smooth
turning action until finally she felt the coils loosen! A few more turns and her head pulled itself
forward, much to her relief. Her body
followed next before she slowly wobbled to her feet and undid the flaccid snake
from her body.
“A most ingenuous and nearly deadly device, almost Victorian in its
sinisterly simple design and function!”
Lady Alice mused as she fingered Diata’s hairpin.
“I have a few of those myself, but I think I’ll hang on this, I have a
feeling it may not have served it purpose just yet!”
Alice rolled up the Head Tie and collapsed into a nearby chair, her body
tired and sore, but recovering. It was
dark, she’d spent the better part of an hour in Diata’s trap and she needed the
rest to be ready to retrieve the stone later in the early morning.
“Besides, I do some of my best hunting at night!”
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Paige looked over the items she’d arranged on the bed one more time; just
to be sure she had them all! This the
sixth time she’d done her final check and this time she just managed to
convince herself she hadn’t missed anything.
“Its funny,” she mused out loud, a habit she’d never really lost since
childhood, when she was shunned by other kids because of her size and she used
it easy the pain of loneliness, sort of like an imaginary friend.
“So many of my habits are because of Sharon’s training, but that’s where
it ends. She’s blindly loyal, can’t see
the trees for the forest, to reverse the analogy. Whereas I see the trees, individual agents,
more than the forest, the overall goal, I don’t know which of us is right,
maybe both, maybe neither, but I do know the second chance I’ve been given will
not be dictated to me by anybody! I
spent the first 19 years of my life doing what I was told and hating most of
it, this second chance may prove a short lived life but it’s mine to live for
however long I can!” she told herself in a determined voice before Sharon’s
training took over her thoughts once more.
The young spy lowered her exposed hard form to the floor and into a Lotus
position; closed her eyes and cleared her mind focusing only on the coming
nights work. Paige after some time
reached out with her right hand, cupped it around the corresponding foot and
pulled it free of the lotus, straight out and then up vertical. Her other hand snaked up her shapely gam, her
fingers feeling the smoothness of her skin and the hardness of columns of
muscle as she went until it found its mate and together they pulled back
further stretching her form and waking it to its full deadly potential. She slowly lowered and splayed it out to her
side then repeated the procedure with the other leg. Once finished she kept it aloft while
reaching for her wetsuit, a special design, light, highly flexible, thermal
regulating and body moulding.
Paige opened the micro zipper and feathered the suit onto her raised leg pulling
the fabric down and around her raised pillar of steel, the material contracting
and sealing to her like a second slinky skin!
The full figured young spy rolled onto her back and scissored her legs
to repeat the process, the material stretching with her dynamic physique and
contortions. Paige swept her honey brown
leg back up and across parallel to her torso and fed the suits leg into place. Again she felt the material close about her
in a most deliciously sensual way, her fingers sweeping and feathering up her
leg soothing and coaxing the few small wrinkles from place until she had teased
the material smooth and clingy to her. The
C.O.I.L. agent rolled further back and bicycled her legs above her supporting
herself on her shoulders as she proceeded to the next step.
Paige slid her hands up her hips on each side and secured them to the
fabric, then slowly began to envelop her upper thighs, hips, ass and mound in
the wetsuit. She rocked and undulated
slowly in a circle, loosening her body at the same moment she was sealing it
in. Again she caressed the material into
it final resting place with soft insistent strokes and pushes, her hands
playfully dancing over her firm butt, fingers splayed to ensure she eradicated
every bump! She coaxed it up and over
her small bush again her hands sweeping her inner thighs smooth with a
practiced touch.
The spy rolled forward her legs securing in the Lotus Position once more
as she began her upper body exercises and the cloaking the remaining
wetsuit. She stretched her powerful
upper body, her back and shoulder muscles rippling to the surface in a feminine
display of sinew and flesh as her erect and rigid breasts stiffened even
more! She twisted from side to side at
her hips while her arms and shoulders found greater mobility for their
efforts. Slowly she lowered herself
forward over her legs and twisted her torso to the left, then right. Paige felt her body coming alive; she reached
behind her and found the sleeve.
Carefully she snaked her arm in and then did the same with the
other. Long draws of the fabric from
opposite hands pulled it on and just over her shoulders leaving her ample
breasts elegantly exposed. Paige rotated
and rocked her shoulders a few more times before again pulling the fabric
smooth and tight up against her neck and just over her chest which pushed
against the material with a tenacious strain in an effort to spill out. She slowly slid the zipper up and closed at
her neck, a final efficient few touches to her tits and she was sealed in her
second skin and ready for her nights exertions.
Paige packed the items on the bed in a black bag, pinned her curly red
hair up and in place so the hood of the wetsuit could slip into place when
required then departed her cottage for the port in her rented car.
The drive was uneventful and soon she was inside the Port Authority
Complex, luckily for her, the location of the stone was at the far and final
end of the complex and she could enter via a little used, except for
maintenance crew, access point. She
slipped in quickly and stealthily, her dark suit helping to blend in her with
the night. Paige Worthington, 21 year
old C.O.I.L. agent unpacked and put on her equipment then moved the edge and
silently slipped unnoticed into the water of the Panama Canal just beyond the
final lock door before the ships moved into the open inland waterway of the complex
and disappeared from sight.
Her mini tank of highly compressed air gave her an hour of air, more than
enough time she’d calculated to complete her mission. Paige descended to a safe depth then switched
on the lights attached to either side of her mask, checked her direction with
the mini sonar and compass she had in her diving watch and set off. The water was a muddy brown and visibility
was only maybe a foot or two so she checked her watch constantly reading the
closing distance until she was there and just on time her normal watch confirmed. She took several ‘U’ shaped metal clips from
her dive belt and moved the seam in the lock door, checked and adjusted her
depth, then placed one of the pins up against the concrete reinforced steel and
pushed a button on the top. A small bang
rattled her ears as the metal clips embedded themselves into one side the
wall. She moved down five feet and
repeated the process, and then she secured her hands and feet into the clips
and rested, conserving her air and energy for when she’d need them, once the
lock doors opened. Paige checked her
watch one more time.
“Any minute know the doors should start to open, I’ll swing round and
then stone should be visible. All I have
to do then is chisel it out and then swim away,” she thought.
She went over the procedure again in her seizing and analysing every
detail while she waited until she was secure in her comfort zone. She felt the jerk of the door and a small
rush of exhaling water and then a turbulent seize of her body as she was pulled
from her perch!
Paige twisted and turned wiggling her frame as the black figures swirled
and writhed about her, a cursory count made it four to her one. She tried to break free, but one had her by
the arms and another by the legs as they pulled her straight and twisted her
black shape. Her two remaining opponents
joined in the frenzy seconds later, one closing around her from the front, the
other front the back, clamping together all four of them secured about her
roiling form! The five of them twisted
in the muddy water, Paige desperate to free her watery form from theirs. She concentrated all her efforts on her arms,
somehow sensing the person holding them was the weak link. Paige overplayed her hand thrusting her
powerful hips widely to distract attention then striking fast and fluidly with
her arms! I sharp upward surge and her
arms slid up her the assailant’s arms and around their neck where a lightening
shift of her hands turn the next further than it was intended to go as an
audible crack filled the watery space about them!
The spy barely had time to react as the remaining three adjusted and
started the close the sphere about her in a different way, but she
managed! A quick block of her free left
hand and a turn of the wrist caught another in her snare. Paige rotated her arm in a circle and the
trapped diver was forced to follow, right into her right arm! Paige ripped off their mask and pulled the
air cartridge from their mouth sending them to the bottom while the driver
escaped to the surface!
“Two down, two to go!” she yelled in her mind as the remaining two moved
and adjusted to the new odds.
Paige flailed and kicked her legs within the straining hold delaying her
capture for a few moments as the threesome rolled and turned within the murky
waters. Finally her arms were seized and
she was pulled taut her eel like body not slippery enough to escape one more
time, but positioned perfectly for the coming onslaught she detected out of the
corner of her eye! The C.O.I.L. mermaid
pulled her legs up with everything she hand and lunged sideways to avoid the
collision, throwing one of her adversaries directly into its path!
The lock door slammed into the troika, splitting them apart, the diver
with her legs escaped the direct impact instead receiving an equally jarring
kick from the spy’s powerful legs that sent them into the blackness of the
watery void. Paige spun round gathered
her bears, searched out and found her dazed other combatant seizing them just
as the water roared to life with the sound of the above passing ships engines churning
the water as it past. Paige wasted no
time in subduing her opponent and holding them until the ship was nearly by the
two, the deafening sound in the water almost too much to bear. Quickly she removed their dive belt and let
all the weights, save one, fall free before wrapping the fabric around their
ankles and knotting it in place! Her
opposite numbers hands she pulled behind them and interwove them into the air
tank harness before she inverted the tank, smashed open the regulator at its
narrowest point with the weight she’d saved and released her prey! A jet stream of air rocketed her helpless
victim toward the surface and the hull of the ship! A dull thud and the chewing of the propellers
confirmed her aim hand been true!
A grinding sound and the push of water told her the lock door and her
chance to recover the stone were rapidly closing, she needed to act fast, but
with one unseen assailant left she needed to be wary. Paige swam towards the closing door adjusting
her depth as she went, she caught her previously placed ‘U’ just as her last
attacker caught her, their legs closing around Paige’s neck in a vice of
steel! The spy twisted and strained,
using her arms to try and wedge herself free but the clamp was impervious to
her efforts! Her attacker swept down and
grabbed her ankles, inserted their feet into Paige’s previously installed hooks
and levered her back, bowing her body into a crescent as she strained to break
free!
In spite of her power, her opponent used the clamps to maximum
effectiveness and she was quickly at the breaking point, her smooth slippery
body captive to the sea siren’s call about her!
Paige defied the strain for several minutes before weakening and being
pulled to the precipice of her flexibility, she shimmied a few times then let
her mouth piece slip from her lips! The
water about the two was showered in the effervescents of her escaping air and
it was just the dangerous distracting trick she’d hoped it would be! Her foe relaxed, either from glee or the
surprise of the air, but whatever it worked, Paige jerked herself free with two
Herculean hip thrusts! She quickly
inserted her mouth piece, gobbling the air her burning lungs craved before reaching
inside her weight belt, removed a clamp, pressed it against her thigh and
exploded the cartridge inside showering the water about them with streamers of
brown/red blood and his shrill screams of pain.
“Well at least now I know the sex of one of my attackers,” she wistfully
thought.
Paige swam straight at her dazed opponent, colliding her shoulder into
his chest and driving him back against the edge of the wall! Several more clamps rapidly appeared and were
fired into the concrete wall trapping him to it by the wrists and ankles! Her opponent helpless Paige turned her
attention to the almost closed door; she had maybe a minute or two to extract
the stone! The spy swung round to the
facing looking to several of the hollow tubes until she saw the stone, she
reached in carefully, then withdrew her arm in horror and panic a burst of air emanating
from her as she lurched back from the facing and it came out after her!
Her hand swooped down over the opening of the tube and closed around its
head; still the force of its motion pushed her back and spilled its body out
and into the water where it wrapped itself about her in a twisting turning mass
of slithering coils! Paige tightened her
grip instinctively and its head reacting to the pressure split open revealing
all its evolutionary terror mere inches from her face! The young spy ignored the coils twisting about
her; she instead concentrated on the hooked teeth and suckers trying to affix
themselves, permanently to her face!
The Giant Sea Lamprey writhed about her, its coils loose and ineffectual,
but its strength more than compensating for its lack of crushing power. Paige was being tossed about with ease, one
slip and the lamprey would attach to her and begin to draw her blood into its
body, it would not let go until she was dead!
She needed the stone, a fast sideways glance told her chance was almost
gone, maybe 20 seconds where left! The
lamprey jerked her back against the wall slamming her up against it and next to
her trapped opponent, it pulled her away and slammed her again, the back of the
spy’s calf ramming up against a clamp she inserted earlier! Paige raised her leg, slipped her foot in,
squeezed with all she had and pushed off with her free leg from the wall,
swinging around like a door on a hinge and into the face of the trapped driver!
Her arms drove forward pushing the wall of teeth and hooks of the wide
open maw into the mask of the driver! A
shattering of glass, a burst of air and a muffled scream competed for her ears
attention, a small trickle of blood and it was over! He lamprey thrashed and twisted, driving
forward until it had secured itself inextricably to his face! Paige ducked underneath, reached it and
grabbed the stone, extracting her hand seconds before the lock door slammed
shut! She pasted a final look at the now
calm lamprey, its long eel muscles contracting and relaxing as it fed on the
still twitching diver! Paige turned and
headed for the surface clutching her hard won prize.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
“Why don’t we follow her and finish
what we started! She’s weak and
vulnerable and easy prey!” he said.
“No need for that, we can follow her
from here!” the woman said flipping open her laptop.
“Do you think I’d be so foolish as
to let Miss Worthington escape so easily?
No this is merely the beginning for the lovely young C.O.I.L.
agent. During her skirmish one of my men
planted a small homing device on her, see!” she said pointing to the moving dot
on the screen. No need to rush, she’ll
lead us right to her and besides there’s nothing she can do with the stone
tonight, but there’s something we can do!
In fact I’m about to make that arrangement right know!” she ended
flipping open her cell phone.
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