We Three Chapter 9

Chapter Nine:

            The last of the partygoers had finally be dispatched and soon Rana Ali found herself alone in her study, her mind occupied with scenario’s as to how the evening would ultimately unfold as she busied herself with several e-mails to D.O.O.M. regarding status updates.  Her fingers flashed across the keyboard when the cadence was interrupted by the faintest of knocks to her door and seconds later the barer of the knock appeared as the door opened. 

            “Well I hope for your sake you bring good news!” Rana snapped her threat out.

            “Hai, Ali-san!” the Poison Geisha said with a deep bow from her kneeling position before rising and silently entering the room until she stood on the opposite of Rana’s large desk.

            “Well, go on!” Rana snapped impatiently.

            “Chase-san dead as promised!” the Geisha spoke softy before bowing just slightly.

            “I’m afraid your guarantee’s are not valid my dear Poison Geisha, neither is your word,” Rana smiled as she relaxed from her perch over the laptop and reclined in her chair. 

            “Anticipate concern Ali-san,” she answered as her hands disappeared up the opposite arms on the sleeves of her kimono. 

            “Trust this all guarantee you need Ali-san!” she said passively as her hands reappeared and deposited the items on the desk.

            “Yes!” Rana said in a devouring tone as she picked up and began fondling the mass of blonde hair strands set before her before moving to the second piece of evidence, a plastic bag.

            Carefully opening it she pulled out the blood soaked dress of the C.O.I.L. agent a large hungry smile increasing with each scan of the garment.

            “Tell me how?” Rana said as she put the dress and hair back in the bag.

            The Poison Geisha reached both hands up into her traditionally styled hair and pushed the top of each of her hairpins that held it in place.  Instantly to razor sharp gleaming steel blades shot out from the opposite ends!  Rana could see they were pointed on the ends and double bladed on the shaft, the metal glowing from the light on her desk.  The Geisha pushed the pins tops again and the blades disappeared just as fast as they had appeared. 

            “Chase-san fell victim to Geisha’s Hairpin,” she stated solemnly. 

            “Excellent Aki, I was being to have doubts about your usefulness to me!” Rana said the edge and subsequently the threat still present in her voice.

            “Useful in other areas as well Ali-san,” the Geisha said with a small bow.

            Rana smiled, she didn’t need to have any part of the cryptic message decoded for.  She pushed back her chair from the desk and spoke.

            “Again, trust is hard in this business I shall require proof!” she smiled.

            “Hai,” the Poison Geisha answered as she once more bowed then came around the desk to stand before her reclining employer.

            Maintaining eye contact with Rana the Poison Geisha slowly undid the silk tie on the woman’s robe before delicately opening it just enough to expose a strip that ran from the valley that divided her firm breast all the way down to her bush, the edges of the robe hanging precariously on her knees.

            “Merest of breath enough to expose more of you Ali-san.  Trick not do that, yet still bring pleasure.  Skill called Geisha’s Breath,” she answered in a soft timbre.

            The Geisha descended her body to a couching position then daintily moved her hands just inside the lip of Rana’s robe at the ankles. Carefully and cautiously she moved them in and around, touching neither the robe nor Rana as she went, although the seated woman swore she could her soft touch caressing her feet and ankles with wide brush strokes of desire.  Once or twice the woman’s breath hitched as she gasped in growing pleasure to the pseudo-touch from the Geisha, her body tensing and swelling as her partner worked up around her calves. 

            “Must master desire,” the Geisha offered as Rana flinched to her elusive touch. “Or full impact of Geisha’s Breath be lost.”

She swallowed hard and steadied herself, normally she liked being in control, but the Geisha, up until a few moments ago had always rebuked, although softly, her advances.  She would relinquish control if it meant a pleasurable time with this most exotic and erotic creature. The D.O.O.M. woman watched the Geisha’s hands turn sideways and move up her calf in a oscillating motion that she illusionary felt as the most trifling of touches of the woman’s nails, the action of which took her deeper into pool of pleasure she was now swimming in. 

The Poison Geisha swept her hands in front and gingerly walked the tips of her fingers through the air and up into the lovers bush, Rana feeling the delightfully arriving pin pricks of each finger with low moans and escapes of rushing air. She watched her lovers fingers play above her mound, sometimes in gentle sweeping motions, other instances light taps much like a person playing a piano and others.

“Oh, the best of all!” her mind exploded.  A tiny circular motion of each finger about her lips that felt so real. 

            The Geisha leaned in close and pursed her lips before her tongue pressed out and swayed like charmed snake just fractions above her mound.  Rana’s hands gripped the arms of her chair her fingers white as the clasp the material in an effort not to move or orgasm, although she wanted both so badly. 

            “Have me soon Ali-san! All of me!” the Geisha whispered.

            The tongue slid away then slithered up her stomach, as did the Geisha’s hands before cupping and stroking the underside of her bronzed round breasts.  Rana was insane with desire; her head fell back, her mouth opened as she panted for air release.  The Geisha’s Breath was beyond anything she had ever experienced, she longed a real touch from this creature who maddened her with passion like never before.  Her whole body crackled with electric pulsation’s the blue light of which streaked between the two hemispheres of her mind. 

            “Only few more minute Ali-san.”

            The hands slipped further up caressing her neck, the folds of her ear, her cheeks, setting them off in a glow of fire.  The Geisha’s lips circled dangerously close above hers, before trailing away down her cheeks and brushing her neck with hot tongue probes and imaginary nips, Rana responding to each artificial nuzzle.  The Geisha completed the procedure with smooth fondles of her cheeks and gentle tassels of her hair.

            “How feel Ali-san?” the Geisha asked.

            “Like I want you totally!” Rana panted her head still reclined as her words escape like hissing steam. 

            “Hai! Ali-san, Geisha’s Breath designed to do that!  Also designed to paralyze lover without being aware of it!”

            Rana came out of her sexual dream instantly, her heart pounding, her mind racing towards panic.

            “How is it possible you never touched me once!  Why can’t I move?” was all she could manage to blurt out.

            “Technique work, how lost over time Ali-san.  If you had pleasure spell would have broken and you be able to move.  Fortune for me you listen and obey me.  Now body defenseless!” the Poison Geisha offered. 

            “What the hell are you doing and why?” Rana snapped.  “Bring me out of this now!” she demanded.

            “Afraid must terminate employment agreement,” the Geisha said with a respectful bow.  “Permanently!”

            Rana began to panic; she knew well what that meant. 

            “We’re on the same side, we had a common enemy in the C.O.I.L. agent, now that she’s gone we’re home free and the pay out will be substantial as you know.” Rana stammered hoping the Geisha got the meaning of more money. 

            “Hai, Ali-san, C.O.I.L. is common enemy, but Poison Geisha not loyal to anyone.  Eliminate you and we sell knowledge to highest offer, make Geisha stronger,” she said with a bow.

            The Poison Geisha undid her sash, the front of her kimono dancing open in a tantalizing manner as she fixed and knotted an end to one of Rana’s ankles, moved the woman forward and ran it up her back, between the cheeks of her ass and loosely around her neck and through her mouth as a gag.  The Geisha trailed it down between her breast, around her waist and then through her legs before criss-crossing it against her nipples, securing the palm of each over the woman’s breasts, tying them in place with the sash about her wrist and around her body.  The final touches secured the free end to her other ankle.

            “Geisha’s Open Fan give pleasure you desire Ali-san and kill for me.  Sash silk contract when wet.  As contract it work you to orgasm by nature of entanglement, each pleasure bend body back upon self, opening fan little more until snap spine.  No escape, you already wet in paradise and body becoming damp with panic. Hands tied so contraction move them, stimulate nipples, speed death,” she explained calmly. 

            The Poison Geisha bowed and then turned her attention to Rana’s laptop.

            “Appreciate you leaving laptop on and password unlocked, make job easier,” she said as Rana moaned in joyous pleasure for the first time.

            The Poison Geisha manipulated searched for and then gathered all the data from the various files, pieced it together and finally e-mailed it in manageable information packets.  She waited for a return confirmation that each one had been received, while she did Rana orgasmed again.  The Geisha turned around to find her arched back on herself, her feet wedged into the back of the chair, her head and torso tilted back severely.  The sash was completely moist, as was her body as she strained in resistance to its touch, her hands moving and arousing her hopelessly. 

            “One more finish you Ali-san.”

            The Poison Geisha watched Rana writhe and twist against her death trap until the sash took her once more!  She screamed in delight endlessly until a sudden snap silenced the air.  A polite bow was offered before the Geisha formatted the hard driven and moved to leave the room by a second set of sliding paper doors.  She lowered herself t her knees and opened the door before bowing. 

            A quick grab, a roll and a leg flip vaulted her opponent through the air and part way down the corridor.  She got to her feet bowed and approached her attacker. 

            “As said before, more to you than meet eye Chase-san.”

            “I might say the same about you Aki,” Alex replied as she removed her Geisha’s wig revealing her shorn hair.  “How long were you watching me and your former employer?”

            “Saw all of it!  You make impressive Poison Geisha, even know skills of Clan,” Aki said with a slight head bow.

            “Then I take it from your non-interference you approved of what was happening?” Alex asked

            “No Chase-san, but could see advantage to Clan if you succeed so decide wait, maybe surprise you and kill you after you do work for me, save me time and effort.  How long you know I was there?” Aki asked politely.

            “A minute after I entered the room I could feel your presence.  I knew my little rouse with the escaping car would only fool you for so long before you came back to the house.  I had however hoped for longer, but when you didn’t enter the room I decided to play out my hand and deal with you after Rana!” Alex smiled.

            “After you went off in search of the car I was supposedly in I made my way to a darkened corner of the property where I had stored earlier deposited my make-up and costume.  Out of necessity I had to cut my hair and a little pigs blood on the ripped and dirtied dress more than gave Rana the proof I knew she’d demand.  You were the wild car but even that has worked out well!”

            “Compliments Chase-san you plan well!” Aki said with a nod of her head only because that was all she could move at the moment thanks to Alex in spite of her efforts to move more of her body.

“The liquid glue in my perfume atomizer dries clear. Anything that comes into contact with it is held fast, including Poison Geisha’s!” Alex smiled.  “On the off chance you did return I prepared this wall as my web to welcome you!  You see, you’re not the only spider with sticky threads!” the C.O.I.L. agent cooed. 

Aki pulled and arched her body against the wall but she was held fast against it exactly in the place she had landed back first from Alex’s toss, her feet just inches off the ground, her arms straight out from her sides and slightly elevated. 

            “Since you were foolish enough to wander into my web it’s my duty to see you never leave!” Alex said coolly as she reached both hands into her kimono for a second before each emerged holding a fan. 

            The spy snapped them open to the sound of metal and a low gasp from Aki.

            “Request you be quick Chase-san,” she answered in a nervous swallowing voice.

            Alex stroked the metal spines of the fans against each before a blinding striking motion with one hand sliced the thick trunk of a close by decorative potted tree clean through. 

            “I have no intention of being fast, the razor sharp edges of the fans can cut deeply or lightly!  Deep is easy, I need to practice my accuracy and striking poses.  You provide the perfect target!” Alex laughed.

            Alex flashed the fans across her body the light dancing off them like lightning scattering over the heavens.  The spy moved closer and closer to the Poison Geisha, spinning and stepping in a frenzied ballet of grace and steel until she was too near for Aki to bare, the trapped woman closed her eyes and hoped for a quick merciful strike from her opponent.  She felt the wind from the blades roar over her face, the last clang of metal, her throat go dry and then nothing!

            Alex closed the fans and pushed one under Aki’s slumped chin forcing it up and off her chest as an inquisitive look formed on her face.

            “Open your eyes,” she said softly.

            The Poison Geisha’s eyes slowly fluttered open and looked into Alex’s as the C.O.I.L. agent looked into hers.

            “There’s more to you than meets the eye as well,” Alex said quietly.

            Aki went to say something but Alex brought the closed fan tenderly up against her lips pushing the words back down. 

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             “Be careful!” said the one.  “One mistake could be your last, she doesn’t give too many second ones nor to her associates!”

            “I’ll take that under advisement, but I’m not a foolish young girl, I’ve been around a while and can more than take care of myself!”

            “Experience means nothing against her, other’s as you well know have made that mistake and paid it for with their lives!  You’re no different than they are!”

            “You don’t know me as well as you think and neither does she?” she said as they separated and disappeared into the crowd.

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            “Excellent work Aki!” Uoko said as Aki bowed to her senpai.  “You’re beginning to exceed your teacher in abilities, but you still have a long road to go!

            “Hai! Uoko-san, Only wish one day be as accomplished as you,” Aki said again with a respectful bow.

            “Your report of Miss Chase’s death was a pleasant read.  I congratulate you on your masterful deception to worm your way into her heart!  It showed your maturation in the planning phase and it paid off once she had you trapped and she thought victory was hers.  Now we have the plans and C.O.I.L. has another dead agent to add to their growing list of failures!  Tell me again about how you killed Miss Chase!” Uoko smiled at her protege.

            “Chase-san thought I feel like her, she cut me loose with fans and body slip free of kimono and wall into her arms.  I play along for while until have position want on her body.” Aki spoke.

            “Yes go on!” Uoko interrupted clearly wanting all the details.

            “Hai senpai-san.  Chase-san very fast so use..”

            “The Stinging Dragon!” Uoko said unable to contain herself.

            “Hai.  Tongue strike hold Chase-san still and helpless, apply body of Dragon slowly to her, once complete roll both us over and sting until dead, take over four hours, was very pleasurable for me several times as feel her squirming to escape hold against me!” Aki concluded.

            “An excellent choice and from your description perfectly administered, I expect nothing less from my student.  Come join me in my private garden for tea, you’ve earned that and much more.