Khine squeezed lightly, she didn’t need anymore pressure to pull it from him as he quivered. As she took in his essence her body instinctively contracted a little. That had been his second in an hour, slow, he had been trained well by his side's female agents. He still had ample chances to escape. Her knot, a Myanmar Centipede, was very slow to develop around the prey. The mouth was considered the main weapon for the female, the knot was used to finish much later, although most females preferred to kill with their mouth, the knot used merely as stimulation on the male. She rubbed herself against him, her loose nude body feeling its way as she let him push out the last before she began again. The Mrs Myanmar pageant had been the perfect cover to recruit agents. Khine never made the final, she didn’t need to, she was a spectacular agent. She had effortlessly captured the Force male, a young agent with her style and sex appeal now her training and sexual skill was eliminating him. Khine flicked her tongue about his prong before caressing it again as the male jerked a little and moaned. They flopped over, she holding him as they went then relaxing again, her mouth in constant rhythm about his manhood. She coaxed him to another after 20 minutes, this time a deep pull prolonged his pleasure as he thrust endlessly to her delight. Draining him of his fluid tried the male as she kept him hard, Khine released him as she adjusted herself to the new position. He struggled in her loose knot for a while before, unable to escape no matter how he contorted before she bit tenderly, he spasmed for a few seconds then went still, her Scorpion Kiss paralysing him for a few minutes. Khine changed her position and entangled him again. Her Jade Cup Knot offered him a new position and her a new attack. The Cup contracted with each orgasm, her body sinking into and around him as he quivered. Khine barely moved in as he climaxed, she was drawing less fluid now, it was just a matter of time before his body collapsed from the pleasuring torment. She coaxed him along for hours until she delivered him dry, his body reflexed, then snapped then went limp. Khine slowly relaxed and freed herself, her victory completed.
‘Oh, man overboard,’ Carole said as he came and they fell to the deck of the boat where his further thrusting finished her entanglement of him. ‘My Bobber has finally pulled you down,’ the M.I.L.F. agent smiled then kissed him. ‘With a little help from my Red Sunset Lipstick to stick with the nautical theme, it's a mild, very mild muscle relaxant,’ she added as his body snapped. ‘That’s it baby, tighten the line more, this will be a quick kill,’ Carole exclaimed in joy before the Trident male stilled. ‘I’m glad you decided to play a little that way I can extract more intel from you.’ Carole’s body glistened in the sun as she kissed and nuzzled his caught form, her M.I.L.F. screen was the best sunblock her organisation had, it kept her protected and administered a truth serum to him. Her contracting form and her drug soon had him talking, her earrings recording everything as she adjusted herself while the boat bobbed . Carole danced inward against his young body. She toyed with his lips until she lowered her head and snapped her body. She released his dead form and slipped on her bikini, another victim of M.I.L.F.
Mrs. Kyi reached behind and unzipped her dress, letting it fall from her body. She removed her heels and earrings then undressed him. ‘Paralysing Prawn Lipstick, one kiss is all that’s needed but don’t fret Force agent my lips are not done with you yet. Her nude lithe 5’11” frame slipped back against his, her arms softly snaking about his neck as she deposited a soft brief kiss. ‘Insurance kiss while I explain,’ she smiled. ‘I knew my bikini would get your attention, even amongst those young things. I dazzled in one as a former Mrs. Myanmar and my figure still supports it, plus my hair up and my lotioned body really worked on you. Saying that, I could have finished you there and then, poisonous suntan lotion seeping into you as we made love, but I wanted to build trust and I really wanted the sex, you didn’t disappoint,’ she smiled and kissed him again. ‘How do you feel about long goodbyes,’ Mrs Kyi smiled as she lowered him to the bed then straddled his stomach. ‘That’s the end of my lipstick you’ll be free of my poison in a short while but not free of me. My Clinging Centipede is rather good at loosening tongues hile my mouth is very good at keeping you interested. Of course there are side effects. As I orgasm you your body spasms will cause me to tighten imperceptibly at first but as more climaxes follow you become rather confined. It's insanely maddening, the constriction and the unrelating caress of my mouth as you desperately try to orgasm. The female body, mouth or knot is a deadly weapon Force agent. Let me pin my hair up and we can begin. Mrs. Kyi tied her hair up then began their intricate dance, she legs and arms weaving them together as she rolled them about the bed, her lips dancing on his while she could before inverting herself then drawing them together loosely as she settled them on their sides across her spacious bed, her mouth waiting for him to harden and come to her. ‘Comfy agent, I promise to do my duty and make it as uncomfortable as possible.While I wait for your stem to harden, would you care to answer a few questions. You Force agents always resist, thank you for that.’ Mrs, Kyi held him, she could feel her drug wearing off but her body had him and his tip had swelled to meet her lips. A soft kiss greeted it, his cock swelling to attention. She opened her mouth and welcomed him. As she expected he fought, his body twisting and snapping as he strained it to dislodge her but she merely loosened her lithe form and let him exert himself as she coddled him. The soft moist pulling sounds of her mouth mixed with his grunts and moans. He was rock hard and active inside her, his twitches delighting her. He’d tossed them about the bed in a fruitless attempt to free himself but now he was close and still. She tripped him over the edge and drank in his defeat as she contracted, her slim lethal form working him tighter as he thrust and moaned in pleasure. He surged about the bed, she went with him as he arched and bent to get himself free. Mrs. Kyi split him quickly again as he thrust into her, she savoured his ghism and the defeat it brought. Mrs Kyi bobbed her head as they settled again his cock in flames inside her mouth as she worked him to a quick third, their position of the bed rearranged again. She drew in and continued to a fourth then a fifth as his moans filled her bedroom.
‘Five sugar and more to come, you're hardly tight yet, feel like talking now?’ she asked.
He was too spent to fight after another. Mrs Kyi rolled them to another part of the bed and continued in the moonlight streaming in from her patio doors. She languidly worked through the night, slowly builds and draining expulsions until she started to get answers. Soft kissing and sucking sounds filled the bedroom as she worked, he was spent and dazed from her skills. She contracted after another climax in the earlier morning light.
‘You’re dry sugar, now it's just my knot to get answers,’ she said, letting go of his limp dick and contracting her body. Her Centipede delivered the answers to her over the morning until she constricted and finished him. Mrs Kyi relaxed and released him, another Force agent finished by her.
A dripping Ivy easily allowed him to remove her suit before she kissed him, smiled and moved down his body seizing his already engorged cock in her mouth. He was effortlessly brought to climax twice by her skill. She crawled up his heaving form and kissed him. ‘Don’t tell me all my administrations knocked the stuffings from you Trident agent,’ she smiled. I’d like to take all the credit, but my Sea Urchin Toxin lipstick has to take part of the credit. Waterproof, with tiny sparkling granules that dissolve with our combined heat, a solvent that breaks up your sealer. The orgasms aid in speeding the Urchin muscle relaxant into your system,’ Ivy smiled as she nipped his lips then pulled his engorged cock inside her. ‘You’re wonderfully huge, but I fear I’ll have to do all the work,’ she smiled as her hips pumped and she kissed him. ‘This is actually my favourite means of injection,’ she added as her lips danced on his and he climaxed again, this nude body thumping on the deck of the yacht. Ivy languidly kissed him as he rested, he was still hard and willing inside her but they had time and she had needs, mission and otherwise. She pulled up into a sitting position tilting her hips back and forth as she drove her button about his stem until a slow wonderful orgasm bubbled up from deep inside her, her hips thrusting madly as she worked it for all she could get but collapsing back on top of him and kissing. Her body quivered from the aftershocks as she drained the last of her lipstick into him just as she enjoyed a small but intense second pleasuring.
‘Now we come to business but I like to mix mine with pleasure agent,’ she smiled, detaching her and walking over to her beach bag. ‘We both need protection from the sun,’ she smiled, pulling out a suntan lotion. SPF (Secret Proof Formulation) 30, a mid level Truth Serum meaning it will take a will to work, but work it will and you will tell me all about Mission Delta. All I have to do is apply it to my body then press myself to yours and let our combined body heat activate it,’ Ivy instructed. ‘Of course, I have an added inducement to get you to talk,’ she smiled, her body twisting into his. ‘My Pinay Python is just as effective on the water as on land,’ she smiled.
Ivy applied the last move, inserting him back into her with the final twist. She held him firm, his body and his stem, her pussy stroking slowly as she kissed him, her tongue coursing his ear and neck before she settled her cheek to his and held letting her body and the lotion work on him. The silent drip of her lotion onto him was evident an hour later, a pool of scented lotion surrounded them. Ivy rolled him back and forth, coating him in the serum as she clung.
‘Now, we’ll just let heat and time take their toll. How would you like to spend said time agent? Me just holding you or me holding you while we kiss?’ the M.I.L.F. agent smiled. ‘I hoped that would be your choice.’
Ivy slowly pumped him in her tight embrace, he cumming frequently in joy, but she also contracted using pain as an inducement to get the answers she wanted. Unable to escape her knot and unwilling to leave her paradise he was easily picked apart for all the intel she could ever have wanted. His body spent and limp the M.I.L.F. spy stiffed the two, bowing their bodies taut then with a gentle twist she relaxed and released him.
She piloted the boat to a cove anchored and slipped back on her suit.
‘I have my own boat waiting in the cove. That twist of mine will leave you incapable of moving for several hours, time enough for me to be gone and you to think about how you’ll explain this to your superiors,’ she smiled, kissed him goodbye then dove into the water.
My lipstick contains a muscle relaxant sugar and you’ve had the requisite number of kisses to administer it. I’m a Force agent, Daphne Clarke,’ she said climbing onto his back. ‘I was sent to terminate you by the method of my choice,’ she whispered into his ear while kissing it. ‘I’ll give one guess what my choice is?’ Daphne worked in her lipstick as her body applied her knot. There, I'm comfy you soon won’t be as I begin to tighten. ‘A woman’s body is the most lethal instrument ever invented, soft, supple, silky, hard, impossible to resist. My lipstick will wear off in a little while then you’ll begin to experience my body, until then we can kiss.’ She kissed and nuzzled.
‘My Bottle Blonde Boa is slow to work, the knot is a specialty of mine,’ she breathed between kisses as her full figure arched and snake above his in a mesmerizing dance as her toned body rippled in contraction.
‘Mmmm, that felt so delicious, a nice slow pull of you into me,’ she breathed between soft kisses,her lips turning about his ass rubbing his cock across the sheets as he jerked in pleasure.
‘So mean of me, I know, but you are the enemy,’she whispered hotly into his ear as he strained not to spill. Her tongue, hot,wet and probing ensured he did. His joy mixed with her dynamic body squeezing as she hissed in his ear then resumed kissing him.
Daphne watched them in the mirror, even turning his head so he could watch her work during breaks from her lips, she clearly enjoying the process.
'Of course you know where this ends, its just a matter of time and I'm in no hurry at all, so why don't we chat a while while nature takes its course.'
Dieu expelled him again. He was caught in her Corporate Paper Clip, the CEO having him and his stem totally engaged as she worked. She wanted his company, her mouth and the rest of her was in the process of getting it. She had Mr Myay, a Myanmar businessman, who had tried to cheat her on the deal knotted in her most lethal body. The Vietnamese beauty lay with him on the expansive floor of his private retreat in the hills, their nude bodies dancing a silent tune interrupted by the occasional moaning and grunting from his twinned form. Dieu preferred slow means to terminate her opponents, she was skilled in numerous South Asian Oral Execution Techniques as well as the knots that accompanied them. She would have him for many hours, draining him until he had nothing to offer then the torment would begin as he couldn’t relieve her constant pleasuring torment, eventually he would either die from a heart attack or his nervous system would short circuit and Dieu would have the company and another victim. She knew he was a long way from either fate as he thrust rapidly again, she drinking in the victory and him as she pulled her knot deeper into him.
‘You’re wonderfully responsive Kyay and very deep in terms of your well. It will make for a slow and painful death over the hours. My Paper Clip can be escaped from, but it's my mouth you need to escape in reality and you like all others show no signs of trying.’ As he struggled to orgasm her body tightened him with each thrust. She coddled and swathed him, keeping his cock stiff and frustrated in her warm caress so he could never settle and rest. Her tongue, lips and teeth worked in unison as he grunted and moaned, she pulled orgasms from him over the hours until he just thrust dry and she delighted in his torment, her knot squeezing him into her until she felt him spasm uncontrollably, Deiu held and caressed until he finally went limp and she relaxed and undid herself, his body dead from her touch.
Darlene Fleming shifted her hips slightly as Myo awaited her chance to kiss. Darlene was partially knotted in a Burmese Compressing Cricket, Myo lipstick contained a very mild muscle relaxant for the Plus. The Burmese woman hugged her prey as Darlene tried not to move. Myo slipped in just enough for their lips to kiss.
‘My frosting will take time Darlene as will my knot, your death will be slow and most tormenting once my body wraps itself around you and finishes you,; she purred with another kiss.
Myo smiled as her lipstick began to work, her lean form languidly creeping about the full figure agent as time passed. Darlene, her body fighting the knot
’My lipstick has a hold you Plus. I use a slow relaxant because I knew I could knot you, a Burmese woman is a lethal adversary,’she purred nuzzling the full figured spy.
Myo softly kissed as her opponent fell under her spell as they lay on the soft tatami mat of Darlene’s cabana living room.One nude form slowly consuming the other. The heat created two slick glowing forms as the knot entered its 4th hour, Darlene heaving in the trap as Myo adjusted and kissed, putting Darlene on her stomach while she was on top on her back. One of Myo’s legs slithered down Darlene’s feel her well toned and muscled thigh before sweeping over her sexy full round calf while she kissed softly, then over the top of her foot where her toes locked into her foe’s. Myo twisted her foot bending up Darlene’s with little resistance, a smile on Myo’s face as she broke the kiss and looked into her opponents eyes.
‘My lipstick sinks in deeper Miss Fleming as will I over time,’ Myo softly promised.
Darlene felt the toes of Myo’s other leg run up and down her raised calf, a slow purr coming from her lips before her toes pinched certain points along the calf, Myo watching Darlene’s reaction as she worked.
‘Neutralising your legs, a plus’s best and deadliest weapon,’she breathed amid pinches and kisses.
Myo took her time, a satisfied smile crossing her face as her toes unlocked and Dalene’s leg fell with a soft thud to the mat.
She slowly and expertly repeated the process on the other leg but left vertical bringing up the other to join it crossing the ankles. Myo used the toes of one of her feet to lock into both sets of Darlene’s then roll her over creating an arch that one leg slithered and snaked through a Darlene twisted her torso to stop it. One the weave was completed the toes of that foot replaced the other and the process repeated until her legs were secured
My lower weave is complete FORCE spy all that remains is your upper half then the painfully slow knot can commence,’ Myo smiled depositing a kiss.
Dalene was sluggish to move,every motion required thinking and a concentrated effort, the drug was doing its job perfectly as was the applicator. Myo’s lips were wonderful, her kisses varied and her magic as she worked, distracting escape efforts.
The unhurried pace and the night heat lathered the two, their scents mixing into a heavenly sexual aroma, especially for Myo as she began on her prey's upper half.
He former Mrs Myanmar used her stiletto nail tips as pressure points to deaden Darlene’s arms and shoulders making them pliant for her complex weave. She took her time, several hours, delighting in the time until she was around the plus. Dalene’s arms secured in hers and placed tight behind her head in a crisscross so that Myo’s nails could press into the sides of the FORCE agents neck stilling her.
‘Now we wait for you to move, plus, and for me to contract,’ she cooed into her opponent's ear.
