Chanthaburi Gem Market was doing its usual robust business. A colourful assortment of deaders
shouted to passersby in the hopes of attracting a sale. Some took the bait, others chirped back, most
just walked on, as did Ivory Stevens, though most wanted her for reasons other than selling her
something.
The FORCE agent was not interested in buying cut stones from a normal vendor, she was interested in
the more high end buy/sell/cut. She turned left and went down a narrow laneway. Intel had given her the
names of possible companies that specialised in her quest. Eyes still followed her but she was more
than used to it. At 5’11’, blonde, curvy and with legs that went on forever, she stood out in the crowd and
she liked that.
Ivory found the first shop on the list FORCE had provided. It didn’t look like much and perhaps that was the point but a discerning person could see the gems on offer were of a better cut and quality.
‘May I be of service,’ a friendly voice from the other side of the counter asked when she was safely inside the store.
Ivory had already decided on her course of action given the time constraints of the assignment, besides she figured the more urgent she made the matter, the quicker word would get about, the result being a faster resolution, however that played out.
‘Perhaps, I’m looking for this stone,’ she said, showing the picture from her phone. ‘Have you seen it, I want to buy it and of course I would pay a generous finders fee.’
‘How big is this sapphire?’ the man asked in awe.
‘22.93 carats in a platinum setting. Have you seen it?’
‘That is far beyond my capacity,’ he answered, but Ivory sensed more.
‘Maybe you know someone who’s capacity it's not beyond,’ she asked, her smile lighting up the place as her hand slid across the glass counter, money clearly visible to him.
‘That would be a very small list, but your ask is a large question,’ he countered.
Ivory rather than be annoyed liked this back and forth because she could use the list as a cross reference to her own and as the saying goes, time is money.
‘Money well spent,’ she smiled as she compared the two lists and made the matches. She twisted and turned a little in the streets until she came to the next place. Upscale and better, but it had to her mind just that shade of something not as it appears.
‘Yes I have seen it, yesterday as a matter of fact, but I refused to have anything to do with it,’ the man, in his early fifties, said as he removed his jeweler's glasses.
Ivory’s face conveyed the obvious question.
‘That stone is perfect, why would anyone want to cut it up into smaller pieces. The waste would be incredible not to mention the destruction of the object as it stands. The 12 new stones would in sum be worth less than the one stone. Why would anyone want to do that? I was offered an incredible sum to do the work, but my conscience and my professionalism would not allow me to.’ he explained his voice agitated.
‘I want to keep it as it is, so I’m glad you refused. Do you know where it went or who would not have your professionalism and perform the cutting,’ Ivory asked. In truth, she shared his anger that such a wonderful stone would be defaced.
‘I know two people who would do it. I will give you their names and locations. Oh no, Miss I do not want your money. I believe you are sincere in your quest to keep the stone intact. It would take several days to do an examination on how to best cut it, so you will have some leeway to find it.’
‘Sometime is good. Perhaps you’ll take my money for those lovely emerald and diamond pendant earrings,’ Ivory asked.
One lead turned up nothing but the other was a hit. She found herself back in the heart of the market at a
location that FORCE had not turned up on its list. The facade looked fine and indeed the inside was clean
and bright as you’d expect from a jewelry store, but there were corners to explore that were not visible at
first and these led to places not so well lit or refined. It reminded Ivory more of a Pawn Brokers
establishment, one that had been left to run down a considerable amount.
The FORCE agent explained what she was looking for and although the woman behind the counter claimed not to have seen it the spy could easily tell she was lying.
‘Pity I was willing to pay double what it was bought for and of course cover all the costs and expenses a cutter such as yourself would have incurred determining how to approach such a difficult task and of course say fifty percent on top of that. I’m sorry to have bothered you, but if you happen to see it, here is my card and where I’m staying, sorry did I mention there’s a finders fee as well.
She pushed the card over, turned and walked away, her hips swayed naturally, her long legs were the last
to disappear.
Seashell Village Resort was a pleasant place to stay. Ivory enjoyed having her own cottage right on the beach. The breezes cut the heat at night while the large living area afforded her a space to stretch out her long body and keep it top condition while she waited for a reply.
She knew one would come, the offer was too good to turn up for both parties. She was more than sure if it wasn’t the owner of the sapphire it would be someone from the store looking to cash in.
‘Some gems are priceless, but morals can always be purchased,’ she told herself as she lay on the beach working on her tan.
Ivory relaxed completely on the beach, normally she would be alert either because of an assignment or because of her training in general, danger could come from anywhere, this time she had brought along protection. The first was her clear sunscreen, SPF 90. Skin protection coupled with a rather effective nerve toxin should someone
or something decides to get a little too close for comfort. Next, her bangle gave a very feminine version of brass knuckles. Ivory hit hard anyway, but with this she could deliver a crushing blow to anyone. Finally in case anyone or anything breached those two defenses her final weapon would deliver a fatal blow. Ivory rolled over onto her back, the gold sequin bikini shimmering and reflecting in the light as the sequin cells charged. Fully charged her bikini could deliver a fatal electric impulse. She didn’t think she would need it today which left her conflicted. Ivory Stevens loved her job, she hardly ever took a break, only when ordered to, she actively pursued dangerous missions to test herself and relished in the perils, but she had to admit she was enjoying this moment, even if that admittance was reluctant.
She enjoyed enough of the day when her phone rang,’ she smiled and answered.
After the introductions negotiations began in earnest.
‘I’m not concerned with the price. I know the value of the stone so what you're asking is acceptable. I agree someplace private would be better, fewer prying eyes as you check the payment. My place is very private, right on the water. Follow the path to the last cabana, I’ll be waiting, come after dark,’ she offered.
‘That was too easy,’ she said, getting up from the sand. A quick brushing and she walked back to her cabana planning her strategy for the evening.
The evening offered multiple outcomes. Ivory knew she couldn’t plan for every possibility so she planned her strategy around what could come up most with each scenario, this gave her the best chance of covering her bases. But, she also planned for something else, something unexpected, not from her guest, but from her. It was after 10pm when the knock on the door came. Ivory gave herself one final look in the mirror, she didn’t need to, but it was an old habit and it delayed her getting to the door right away so she didn’t seem too eager. When she opened the door she instantly realized she had chosen perfectly and that he was not a disappointment in any way. Ivory sized him up without giving anything away, a benefit of her training and feminine skills. He was young, handsome, about her height, toned, but not overly so. He wore sky blue coloured crepe tearaway shorts and a white tearaway muscle top.
‘Come on and can complete this business so we both can enjoy the rest of the night,’ she said the suggestive sentence not at all lost on him.
Ivory led the way into her cabana, heels clicking on the tile and hardwood floor while his eye scanned up her long incredible legs to the fringes of her babydoll hoping to catch a chance glimpse of her ass, but no matter how she moved it refused to reveal itself. Ivory smiled as she walked knowing exactly what he was hoping for, but she was far too skilled at the art of seduction to give anything away so cheaply. Giving up on that he focused on her toned upper back and her curves, both an intoxicating activity. Western women, especially blondes were enticing for their exoticness and when you added in the curves they became even more desirable, a rare bird in the garden of paradise.
She swung round the end of the kitchen island, her pirouette graceful and alluring but still not revealing anymore of her to him. Her face and stance told him to stop on the other side which he did.
‘First things first I suppose. How much do you want and of course I need to see the stone before we can get the business end of this meeting out of the way,’ she smiled giving a slight twist of her torso for added flair.
‘The price is $300 thousand US,’ he said as the gem appeared from his pants pocket.
‘Well that’s certainly one way to make an impression on a lady,’ Ivory said as she took the sapphire from his hand making she gave him just the merest of touches to spark him.
The spy produced a Jewelers Loupe from between her breasts in a slow tantalizing motion examining the
gem.
‘Everything seems good, the stone hasn’t been damaged in any way,’ Ivory said as she turned it about then placed it back on the counter. ‘I have the money right here,’ she added, reaching below the counter. A small athletic bag appeared on the counter, she unzipped it and removed large stacks of money placing them back below the counter. ‘Count it if you like? I brought along extra in case negotiations became sticky,’ she added scooping up the sapphire and walking into her. ‘You can see yourself out,’ she added as she held the sapphire up to the moonlight
Ivory didn’t hear the steps behind her, she didn’t need to, the reflection in the gem gave her all the warning
she needed. The spy slightly contracted her feet, loosening her heels. What she did see, even
somewhat distorted, was impressive. He had removed his shorts and top, his extension at full mast and
ready for action. It was however not the action she wanted or he expected.
The heel sailed off hitting the wall at the same time her foot connected with his head. She reversed her body and slammed his head from the other side, that heel skittering along the floor. He tumbled over from the double blows, his head swimming from the power and ferocity of the blows, but Ivory was just beginning. A long sexy taut leg swept out at full extension and took him down, his body crashing hard to the wood floor. Ivory side rolled and dropped the heel of her left leg into his stomach, the downward power overcoming his stomach muscles. He reacted as she expected, hands criss-crossing over the area as his torso elevated into the air, just long enough for her thighs to capture his head and pull it down to the floor.
‘Comfy. Now we can do this one of two ways. You tell me where the real sapphire is, that one is fake, no flaws in the stone, real sapphires all have flaws and you can tell me who you work for or I can give you a very bad headache as my thighs crush you slowly while my hands give your stem a workout. It may sound like the better choice but after a while you’ll wish you’d talked, because by that time, you’ll be in a fever, delirious from the pleasure/pain I deliver. The choice is yours?’ Ivory let him think about it, but she knew what his answer would be.
‘Very well, I could use the workout,’ she mused.
The spy applied a little more pressure, she could see its near instant effects as his arms flailed, taking turns between slamming the floor and trying to insert them between her legs to pry her open, a hopeless endeavour, her steel vice was much too firm. Ivory crossed her ankles and arched up delivering pushing pressure, her ass making slow circles then thrusts back and forth as she constricted.
A few more seconds and that would have been the end of him, her body was arched to deliver a fatal neck snap, but that would not have got her what she wanted and be nowhere near as satisfying. Instead, the blond python relaxed her legs and turned, sixty-nining him, her thighs sliding slowly down his neck until he was placed firming at the top. Ivory pulled back her arms around his arms fr leverage as she settled on her feet. From there she stood up to full height, pushed her arms through his legs and behind her shoulders where they stayed as she arched back slightly to stretch him.
‘Now to pick up where we left off,’ the spy hummed as both her hands closed around his hard cock and cuddled. His body jerked suddenly, Ivory smiled, she had his full attention.
She employed her talents and skills to total and complete effectiveness, his body snapped and thrust, but
was held firm in her sexual entwinement. He shuddered and moaned as she released him for the first time.
‘Impressive baby, a lot in such a short time, but I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised you are rather well appointed. Let's see if you can maintain the effort, you're still rock hard and throbbing.’
The paradox of her cinching legs and her soft alluring hands worked on him perfectly. Just as Ivory knew he would give up trying to escape and enjoy her stimulation . By his third orgasm he was entirely under her control.
‘That’s it baby, enjoy the ride, judging by your efforts you have plenty of fuel left in the tank, let me convince you to spend it.’
Ivory’s hands bathed his rod in lapping touches as she worked. He responded to certain techniques more than others. Her routines settled on alterations as she pulled his essence from him with little trouble.
‘There, geyser, keep it coming, yes, spill again baby,’ she honeyed as her hands pulled his hard cock back
and forth as he grunted in her grip. ‘One more lover, you can do it, you're so hard still, don’t fight me, you
can’t overcome my touch, just let go. Ah, yes, so wonderful, feel the joy as I release you,’ she said as he
spilled.
Ivory arched her body and turned suddenly, wrenching his torso then let go, his body hitting the floor with a thud.
‘Siren Sheath, lover, it temporarily scrambles the electrical signals in the spinal column, making movement impossible,’ Ivory said as she straddled him. She lowered her face and softly kissed him while her hips pushed in, lifted up and caught his prong on the tips of her labia.
‘You seemed to have had a good time so I think it's only fair that I enjoy myself a little,’ she whispered hotly into his ear as her hips burst forward engulfing him with a single thrust.
Ivory rocked back and forth as she kissed him before suddenly pulling out and smiling.
‘Sorry baby, you're not my type. I know you're disappointed, but I hope the little gift I left behind will make up for it. Now you remain still. I'll be back in just a minute,’ she explained, disappearing from view.
He looked down his body and saw an opaque ring secured around the base of his cock.
‘Ah you peaked. Nevermind. My gift, Circe’s Crown. I transferred it to you during my thrust. It’s activated and controlled using my compact,’ she explained showing him her compact, the excitement in her voice growing. ‘Opening the compact activates the Crown. The embedded microprocessor adjusts itself about you constantly as it works. Once started it spins at varying speeds around your pole, up and down, the sensors inside sending ever pleasing pulses into you. From time to time it secretes lubricant to reduce friction but also to keep you hard. Any attempt to remove it triggers blades inside to activate and well you don’t want that. Not only would it be insanely painful it would also cause you to bleed to death. I’ll let it run for a while before questioning you again, by that time you’ll be more than willing to talk,’ she hummed then kissed him several times, her soft hungry lips exciting him, Ivory straddled him again and light captured him again pulling his spear straight up. ‘This way the device runs smoothly against your soft skin while I question you,’ she smiled while starting up the device.
Ivory delivered a variety of kisses as a compliment to Circe’s Crown. She could feel the vibration of the device around his shaft as she held him and his pounding spear. The spy tilted her hips from side to side, like a pendulum, the ball of his tip moving with her motion, held firm by her lips.
‘Tik tok, tik, tok,’ Ivory whispered into his ear as her tongue swirled about. ‘The settings adjust, never the same motion twice, unless it detects a setting that makes you cum faster, then it adjusts and uses variations of that. Right now it's rizzing up and down and up and down, driving you insane with pleasure. You'd love nothing more than to push inside me, fill me up and thrust release, but you can’t, I won;t let you, everytime you get close, I pull back. I’ll let Circe do my work. You may survive her, but you’d never survive me,’ Ivory charmed as she felt him climax again. ‘Goodness, so many, so fast, you can barely move now from exhaustion.’
Ivory changed her motion swing up and down his body, his body jerking in joy as he released. ‘Just a few more of those and delirium will take over then you’ll tell me all I want to know,’ Ivory explained, her voice deep and throaty.
But sets of her lips delivered him as he jerked softly. Ivory whispered questions to him and got all she wanted.
Wonderful sugar, I have all I need. As a reward for being so helpful I’m going to leave you a present, my negligee. Since you couldn’t get close to it before, you will now.’
Ivory pulled the garment off and tied it about him. His hands behind his back and about his ankles as the garment bound them together, Ivory pulling him back to stretch him fully over.
‘There, in this way Circe can spin up and down, her deadly caress free of your body interference. She will eventually run out of power, but by then you’ll be quite finished. I’d do it myself but I have other matters to attend to.’
Ivory kissed him goodbye, her hot and darting tongue working about his mouth as he came.
‘Quite the compliment, you do know how to flatter a girl,’ she smiled and left him looking at her amazing body as she disappeared to pack and leave.
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