Hard to Hold

Barbara Wilkins, TRIDENT agent, had been the perfect choice to snare him, her cool beauty
and talent easily won the day but that didn’t mean she hadn’t prepared. Her accessories
were all carefully selected.

‘I’m rather pressure sensitive,’ she smiled, as the darts embedded in his neck. She pulled
them out and explained as she held him. ‘My negligee is linked to my earrings, simple
movements create the energy for them to link. If you hold me with a certain pressure it
sends a signal to the earrings to fire the two paralysing darts I loaded earlier.'

Darcy Healy - I.C.E. Agent

Darcy Healy, I.C.E. Agent (International Counter Espionage) was held on the floor by her
hands and feet, her body gyrating in all directions in an attempt to free itself from the grip of the
two H.E.A.T. agents (Hemispheric Espionage and Termination) while Ma-Prang Patterchaw
looked on and talked.

'As you can see Darcy my companions are extremely efficient and talented,’ she smiled
as they finished. A Paired Pagoda Knot, Miss Healy, don’t move, it’s an extremely fast acting
lethal entanglement if you do, but don’t worry you won’t have to remain still for long, that time
comes after my ladies finish with you.’

The duo had made short work of the sexy spy. The Paired Pagoda placed one facing her in
front and the other pressed into her back, their respective heads resting on either side of hers.
Darcy’s arms above her head entwined in theirs gave the knot its name.

‘I need to get a picture of you Miss Healy, I don’t think you’ve looked more stunning,’
Ma-Prang mused as she clicked her cell phone. ‘Well I have what I came for, so I only feel
it’s fair to explain what your in for. My two assistants as you can feel are rather smooth to the
touch. The ladies like to take care of their skin, so much so they invented a special
moisturizer, the only problem is it does adhere to them if their body temperature gets above
a certain point, so exercise is out of the question, as is prolonged contact with enemy agents.

Soon, Miss Healy, their salve will begin to melt and it will find a new home on your body,
the only thing is, heat changes its chemical composition from a breathable membrane to a
suffocating one,’ she explained happily as the two women smiled.

‘So Miss Healy you are caught in a dilemma, do you move a have my two lethal lovelies
contract and kill you or do you wait and hope to somehow escape the salve. I will leave that
choice to you. Ladies please ensure she is coated completely.’

Darcy knew there was no choice, she would have to wait, that is if her two assailants decided to

play by the rules set out. Both were order women and experienced, very beautiful with excellent

bodies that Darcy could feel all about her.

‘Ma-Prang didn’t say we couldn’t have fun with you Miss Healy, just not kill you, but we can
make your stay with us most uncomfortable,’ one whispered into her ear.

‘Maybe we can finished her before our lotion, either way the result is the same,’ the other added. ‘

All she has to do is move, she’s young and excited by us, her inexperience is the advantage, all

we have to do is wait, she will trigger us, patience,’ the other added.

The I.C.E. agent remained still, caught in their embrace, she was alive sexually but she
pushed it down, hoping she could control her instincts.

‘A paradox Miss Healy in so many ways, the obvious of course, but then the sexual paradox,
you know how we feel, but you want to feel more, but that means paying a price, what will win
out, your reason or your curiosity, the rational mind against the instant gratification mindset.’

‘Who knows, you may have what it takes to escape us, you are a remarkable young agent
from all we were told, perhaps that is a chance you want to take. If so, you should do it soon
I can feel my lotion beginning to melt.’

A few seconds later Darcy felt a drip hit her thigh, then another ping and run down between
her breasts. The spy maintained her composure, but just barely.

‘One grip is not the same as the other I.C.E. agent. You may want to consider that. Our lotion
only starts to work once we release you and your body temperature lowers, of course while
we have you we tightened, slowly, so you can stay alive longer even though your coated.

Perhaps you will find a way to free yourself.’

Darcy felt a more drips, then more and soon it was a constant bathing of her form, the thick
liquid running over her skin coating her a light bronze colour as she made small circles with
her left ankle and felt the immediate consequence.

‘Wonderful! It appears we will have some fun after all. The two women pulled in just a touch,
not enough to concern the I.C.E. agent as she stopped her motion.

‘Don’t stop now Miss Healy, the fun was just beginning.’

The oil continued to coat Darcy who was now bronzed coloured from the emolument.
She decided to move again, a turn of her other ankle and a sway of her wrist. The two women
drew in and down on her, their arms pulling Darcy’s down onto the top of her head as they
quivered against her, stimulating her to move again.

‘Too late for control now I.C.E. agent, no matter what your orientation, stimulation is stimulation
and all three of us are close together, you can feel our bodies, our softness, our smell, our
cuddle against it, it’s all part of the knot of course and impossible to avoid, beside our Intel
says you don’t mind a little female closeness.’

Darcy shivered from their touch, they knew she would and they reacted to it, tightening about
her, their hands slipping down into her hair.

‘She did say a thorough coating Miss Healy,’ one of them said as they now both ran their
splayed fingers through the spy’s hair wetting it with their liquified trap. Darcy was helpless
to stop them and her reaction as she moved to the soothing touch and their lithe bodies
contracted about her, their body heat and the heat of the Nong Khai night scorching Darcy

as she desperately hung on.

The woman moved as Darcy did, she no longer able to control her motion, twitched every so
often, the feminine vise about her closing slowly and painfully into place around her.

‘The knot is just beginning to bite I.C.E. agent,’ one said as they finished with her hair

The woman behind her slipped her hands on either side of Darcy’s head while the slither
hers along either side of the spies neck, then bent them up and through her partners.

‘This step is called called closing the pagoda’s doors. If you are planning to escape this is
the time Miss, our next move is locking the door, from that point escape is impossible until
we decide to let you go,’ the other added.

The sizzling agent moved but the two did not contract and Darcy gasped in torment.

‘We prefer to let you overheat for a while, in that way we can wring any excess energy from
you before we constrict you further.’

‘The we will constrict squeezing out anything you may have left leaving this exquisite body
of yours deadened for several minutes, long enough for our lotion to bond to your skin and
begin solidifying.’

Desperate Darcy moved to get them to react, but they did not. She gulped in air and tried to
escape. Her body tilted and swayed as she tried to loosen them. She knew if she could
stimulate one of them the pleasure would break to knot. She rubbed her skin against the
nipples of the woman facing her while her back did the same to the other.

‘Two can play that game I.C.E. agent,’ one said as two tongues each found an ear and rolled

about.

Darcy concentrated hard but the two were too much for her as their sexual skill overwhelmed
her . The spies breath grew shorter and quicker, she fought and fought but they soon released
her to glory. Amid the moaning and breathy hesitations she felt their synchronised bodies
draw inward relentlessly and her moans of joy turned to those of pain.

The threesome were now fused together, Darcy feeling unrelenting pressure in every part
of her form as the now seamlessly crushed her at will, her jiggling form giving them complete
dominance of her. The I.C.E. agent slumped in the menage a trois all feeling in her body gone
which is exactly when the women relaxed and undid their entanglement. Darcy toppled over
slowly to the floor in a heap her sexy form burnished yellow and orange from the heated
embrace, her oil covered form glistening.

The duo smiled and adjusted her on the floor in a stretched out position hands above her
head then bent low to speak to her, one at each ear.

‘We are finished our part I.C.E. agent.’

‘Now it’s time for the oil to complete the mission,’

‘By the time your luscious form regains and mobility the oil with have began to set and seal
against your skin.’

‘You will suffocate within a little more than an hour.’

‘Enjoy the final struggle.’

One of the women wiped away the oil from her mouth to prolong the torment before they left
her still in the room.

Daphne Hemmings I.C. E. Agent

Daphne exited the sauna, her nude body glowing and glistening as she walked to the shower,
after which she made her way to the change room when she was speared from behind.

The CURVE agent giggled violently, water wicking from her body in droplets. The male exited
her ass quickly, she tried to steady her legs underneath her and face him when she was
impaled again by a second male. Daphne’s body rippled, his cock embedded into her ass as
she writhed. He pulled out, the spy staggered about trying to mount a defense when she was
caught again by the first male.

His wire, steel hard thrust into her, piercing her, she moaned, her gyrating body struggling to
break free. She twisted her torso in a desperate effort and finally broke the spell. She tried to
get her body to respond before they came at again, but she was slow and uncoordinated.  

‘If they get more chances to Spindle me I’ll be helpless, their art is as effective as I’ve heard.’

Quick penetration of the female caused disorientation, repeated capture eventually led to a
temporary short circuit of the nervous system rendering the female helpless. She swung and
missed with a punch then spun widely with a back heel kick. The one male caught her foot
and placed in on his shoulder then stepped in to hold her in place as the other thrust inside her.

Daphne fully stretched was helpless, his massive cock lunged deep into her, she spasmed
before he arched his back and plunged in deeper. Hers eyes flickered but she regained a
small sense of control before he released her and his partner propelled his root into her.
He secured her arms above her head and submerged deeper into her with each push.

The spy weakly twisted and churned her captured for before she was released to another
impalement seconds later. Daphne unable to defend herself was closed in on by the two as
they took turns inserting and then passing her to the other, the limp, glassy eye CURVE agent
caught in their trap with no escape possible.

She was finished after 20 minutes, but the duo kept inserting until after an hour she was finally
released. Her body crumpled to the floor of the change room she looking up at the two unable
to move a muscle.  

‘Don’t worry my dear in a few minutes this will seem like paradise,’ one of the said as the other
moved out of sight into the next room.

Daphne was positioned on the floor, stretched out her arms placed at her sides on her back,
she saw a thermal bag brought to her side and opened.

‘Now I.C.E. agent (International Counter Espionage) it’s time to heat things up. A steaming
white towel emerged from the bag and was spread over top of her. She was rolled left then
right the towel being wrapped around her, then onto her back were a second towel was placed
before she was rolled over to face them again as the wet hot blanket was folded over her front.

The wet covering clung to her body outlining it perfectly from her covered shoulders down to
her ankles. She was already hot and getting hotter by the moment.

‘This is merely the beginning I.C.E. agent of your torment. You are to be wrapped in The
Turkish Towel Snake.’

With that he and his partner took a towel each and spun them from each end into a long snake.
The first towel encircled both her ankles and as tied before the immobilised spy was the
rolled over and back coiling the fabric snake around her legs. They tied the second to the first
then repeated the process up to one shoulder, two more moist snakes completed the job back
down the opposite way so that Daphne’s body was criss-crossed.  They wrapped two more
towels in sheets about her cocooning woman, special clips keeping the towels tight against
her.

‘Now for the final step,’ one said and Daphne stiff in the trap was picked up and transported
back to a sauna and layed on the wooden platform.  ‘A special chemical in the towels causes
them to contract with heat. I’m sure an I.C.E. agent, even one as deadly as you can’t stay cool
forever. Its and extremely slow process, you’ll be wishing for it to end long before it does.’

As a final gesture they turbaned her hair and left her turning up the heat and setting the water
to automatically fall onto the rocks to create stream keeping her wet.

She shifted a little as her body came back to her and the steam covered her in its enveloping
mist.  

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Tami Mason - A Leg Up

 

‘Shoe’s are my weakness, besides a Sexstrictress must be well dressed at all times and he’s expecting a high-class client.  What colour will do the trick, remember Tami, its just initial contact. If as I suspect this is a terminus point for a Sexstrictor cell I need to proceed slowly.’

‘Green it is then, this little number should do the trick,’ she said picking out a sleeveless body-hugging emerald dress. She did her hair and make-up and prepared to leave promising herself to be careful.

She was indeed scrumptious and irresistible.  His yoga studio catered to high end women, both society and business, Tami was just the next client, but she paid for private lessons.  She knew he was a Sexstrictor, several very capable women from various agencies had disappeared over a few years, they suspected a cell using various males.  She’d taken on the mission because it was a challenge, she worked along and independent, her record having allowed that option.

Tami did not need to pretend, she had lots of money and contacts and class so she easily passed the suspicion test.  The Sexstrictress used her body to maximum effect on him, her pre-interview allowed her to cross her gams, while the dress hugged and displayed her body giving him a sample of her. They set up a session for next day and Tami left leaving an impression, she could feel his eyes burning into her, the hook was baited and ready to catch.

 

‘He was quite keen,’ she said later. I think he will go for me right away, so I need to be ahead of him, surprise him and attack first to gain the advantage and finish him, after he talks of course,’ she thought. ‘However, should be surprise me, what will he try?’

‘He was looking at my bum quite a bit. Anal, I think. Yes, quick and effective.  I’m sure he’ll stimulate me first as it makes his attack easier.  Anal Anaconda, yes that would be effective, me pinned in place, stretched and orgasmed until I pass out. Its effects are painful and long lasting, but that is the risk we take in this line of work, although I don’t plan to give him that chance.

Tami kept him at bay, her experienced body and womanly skills allowing him only small samples of her wares. Their workouts were peppered with erotic intersections, Tami using artful distraction and sexy schemes to keep herself free of the Anaconda. She knew her wiles would just drive him more to her, letting his desire trump his reason. She kissed and teased, wetting him for more with just enough of a promise of it.

Tami avoided being pinned for two sessions. The Sexstrictress while clearing showing him she was experienced in Yoga gave nothing away to him as to the extend of her knowledge, she was however able to satisfy and frustrate his desire.  She pleasured him both sessions, just not how he wanted. She left her second session with a long kiss for him and the promise that third time was a charm.

^^^

 ‘Yellow is a hot colour, yes, just what is needed for our session,’ she said.

‘I think we both know the game by now, but allow me Vadish,’ she smiled slipping her arms around his neck. The yellow had worked a treat. The dress was a crossed halter with an open back a combination that displayed two of Tami’s many assets to their best, her large firm breasts and her strong sexy back and shoulders. The dress hugged her all the way down ending just at the top of her knees where the yellow heels took over.

She let him explore her body, she had nothing to hide. He unhooked the clasp on her dress and slide down the zipper, Tami wiggling encouragement as her hips ground against his, a tactical rather than sexual move as she wanted to know how big he was.  He pulled the garment down and undid her bandeau freeing her, she chose not to wear panties. The Sexstrictress stepped forward from the pile at her feet, she kept her heels on as a tease. 

He was as hard as granite, thick and long, penetration would be slow and testing even for her.  She raised a leg and placed in it flush against his chest and bent inward to kiss him.

                                                     ‘You’re quite flexible Tami,’ he said.

‘I believed I mentioned I was, but a demonstration seemed in order so you know what I can do,’ she purred as she pulled the leg behind his neck to the other side.

‘A woman’s legs have an assortment of uses,’ the Sexstrictress explained in a soft sexy voice. 

‘Allurement,’ Tami breathed as she turned her heal about flexing her muscles and showing her deliciousness. ‘Then of course there’s massage, quite an effective stimulator.’  Tami pulled her leg up and down his cheek and neck, her soft smooth skin working into him.  Of course, there are more devious uses for them.  A weapon this captivating well its uses could be lethal,’ Tami said then kissed him again.

During her oration the Sexstrictress had nonchalantly turned the heel point of her shoe and removed a

yellow hair band placed it on wrist, the guided his hands down behind his back as her lips caressed his.  Tami slipped the band around his and squeezed the adjustment clasp, she broken the kiss her lips inches from his as she watched him react to her ploy a smile forming.

My heels Vadish, the legs best accessory both for looks and function. Concealed within my heel point, a contracting hairband. A simple tool, but effective device all concealed inside a fashion statement, so perfectly sexy its is own weapon, but in reality, it conceals a Trojan Horse of potential weapons for a female to employ,’ Tami explained in conquest with another kiss and surprise.
In the distraction of the kiss the Sexstrictress swiveled her foot around his head and up against the underside of his chin and applied pressure pinning his head up.

‘My legs appear to have both allurement and treacherous abilities and all while in heels,’ she purred and kissed him softly.

Tami smiled as she consolidated her position slipping her planted foot out of her heel reached around the back of his right leg where she pinched his Achilles Tendon then pulled it over resting it behind his other leg. Tami tucked her foot back into her pump and pressed the space between the heel and the sole against his.

‘Yes, treacherous indeed,’ she purred.

‘You failed to mention your advanced yoga training during our interview,’ Vadish said sarcastically.

‘A woman likes to remain a mystery,’ Tami smiled then tensed her form in reaction to his tone.

Her arms undid and slid down seizing his cock in her gently stroking it as she nipped his lips.

‘Not just my legs are deadly,’ she whispered. ‘My nails,’ she said releasing his throbbing wang and bringing her arms back up and around his neck in a tight embrace so he could see them.

‘Not too long to be gaudy, classic almond shape which gives me ample edge space. Razor sharp, of course, it takes great control to keep them from catching.’

‘Interesting shade,’ he said in a complimentary tone.

‘Thank you, I chose it just for this occasion, matching toenails of course, but their sheathed inside a more lethal set of weapons,’ she explained. ‘The shades called Sunflower, attractive and unusual, both for its colour choice and function. Just a nick will release a drug into your system that will start to raise your body temperature just a little, not enough to initially distress you in anyway, but I like to scratch,’ Tami added with a sexy smile and a kiss.

‘Just my kisses alone seem to be turning up the heat,’ she added between nibbles as she arms slithered around first his neck then around his bald head, her soft hands sweeping about as she turned up the heat before sealing in place, the flats of her palms fixed to his skull, her fingers splayed out, her frosted nails resting lightly against his skin.

‘There Vadish, captured in your own Ashram. I don’t think this is how you imagined our Viniyoga? 

 Well, except for some of this,’ Tami purred as she ran her lips about his, her tongue dancing inside his mouth.

‘Shall we start the lesson.’ Tami murmured.

Vadish tried to move in defiance. Tami merely clung to him a sexy predatory smile filling her face, her supple sexy form never giving him any room to maneuver. Tami’s curvy figure was smooth steel against his, the contact exciting him sexually, his cock was throbbing and twitching. She could feel him, his arousal exciting for her as well, but on a different level.

‘Careful Vadish,’ she purred moving her hands into a new position. ‘Too much motion could trigger me,’ she said sweeping her hands about his head in an alluring slither before settling about his neck. 

‘My points may be rounded but they will graze if you move the wrong way so its best to stay still baby.’

Tami nipped and kissed him, her service making him more and more aroused and she could tell.

‘Now Vanish tell me about your Sexstrictor Cell, this Sexstrictress is very interested.’

She feathered his lips as she rubbed her body against his, her raised leg turning and moving up and down against his skin. Tami’s other leg rubbed against his distended shaft, a slow sway of her hips moved it about his soft inner thigh she feeling its hammering pulse against her.

‘They are beautiful. Smooth steel cables shaped in an alluring way, they can be convincing in so many ways. Flexibly effective as you can tell. Now about your cell, how many and your current targets, tell me baby.’

Tami pressed in rubbed again, her mouth nibbling ravenously on his ears and neck as she traveled about her soft inner thigh stroking his stem. Tami knew Sexstrictor’s were trained to resist but she was trained to seduce and while both sexes guarded their training methods carefully, she knew the female was the deadly of the two. She changed her motion catching him, he quivered, Tami adjusting her body to hold him as he came. He thrust vigorously time and again, his piece tingling in delight as he expelled his juice, Tami using all her skill to entice every drop from him. She kissed him and smiled.

‘You seemed to enjoy yourself Vanish, perhaps now you’ll tell me a little secret. No, well then how about I share one. Your orgasm triggered me. I scratched you three times during your climax. I told you to be careful about how you move me. The art of it was you never even felt it, nor will you ever,’ she smiled running her hands about his head before they took up a new position. ‘Move me again, sugar,’ she whispered in his ear.

‘You’re still hard and active, I take that as a compliment,’ she added nuzzling him.

Vanish looked at her from different perspectives that the mirrors in his private studio provide. Her legs, one up his body and the other behind his, tucked into perfect yellow pumps held in immobile, thin elegant ankles, wonderful calves and strong thigh that showed just flashes of muscle when she needed it otherwise, they lay under the surface, a predator only surfacing to strike. Her ass was hard and smooth and invited contact, hands roving up the V of her back into toned shoulders and arms that encircled you in a sweet dangerous embrace. Her flat hard stomach, smooth round full firm to attention breasts, her thick shoulder hair, sweet to the smell and finally her gorgeous face, full lips and wonderful voice and her sexual skills under which he was caught in.

The Sexstrictress worked slowly building him up, select kisses and bites gave her attack points to concentrate one. Tami rolled his cock against her thigh, her persuasive motion and touch lighting the fuse.

‘Oh yes Vanish,’ she breathed as he came. The orgasm was longer, much longer than the first, Tami clasped him as he rocked and surged trying to escape her wily trap. Tami stroked his member intently pulled aftershocks from him for another minute as she smiled at him.

‘Oh yes, most enjoyable for both of us. My nails have done their job, you’ve been scratched totally. Soon your body will begin to heat up, an internal sauna if you like, a fever induced dream while take over and you’ll talk.

‘Your confinement has one flaw,’ he said. ‘You’re heels. No woman, can stay in this position in heels, not even a Sexstrictress,’ he offered. ‘I’ll resist your drug until you collapse in agony. Instead of playing your little kissing and seduction games you show have acted right away,’ he said defiantly.

‘Oh, does that mean you didn’t like my playfulness, parts of you seemed to enjoy it, twice in fact,’ she said feigning her but bring her lips to his cheek for a few touches. ‘Tell me you don’t want to kiss me right now. Wait, don’t answer,’ she smiled as she released one hand from around his neck and removed an earring, rolled open the diamond star and showed it to him.

‘I like to come prepared,’ she smiled and began, then replaced the earring. ‘Now, where were we? Yes, not wanting to kiss me. I think that answer has changed judging by the dilation of your pupils.

You just watched a woman apply lipstick, I’m told most men find it arousing. This shade, Pink Bliss, is a favourite and it tastes wonderful. As for my heels, my legs are quite well trained and disciplined, after all they got you with little trouble.’

She hugged him again and checked her nails, he was heating up nicely. Tami scratched him a few more times her nails varnish always had a little extra to give, a slow roll of certain nails injected the last of her drug and he never knew it, she cuddled him closer than ever holding him firm and still as she felt his temperature rise.

‘You’re getting hotter every minute Vanish, now shall we try again or do you want to fight more. The reward is a kiss, just as before,’ she said her body enflaming him as the drug worked.

‘Excited Vanish, you need to control it, otherwise the drug will work faster,’ she purred.

Sensing his weakening Tami touched her other earring activating the recorder.

‘Names and numbers Vanish,’ Tami whispered as she rubbed his wet form with hers lathering them both as their conjoined bodies glowed. Feverish he could no longer resist her and began, smiling she put more questions to him then pulled back to look at him.

‘I see you still have some awareness,’ she answered as his eyes widened.

‘Heat resistant and water proof, otherwise a normal lipstick. I didn’t need a third means of drugging you, my nails and body were poisonous enough,’ she smiled and kissed him with a peck before returning for deeper runs. I think I forgot to mention smear its immune to smearing and long lasting, makes for more enjoyable sessions.’

What the drug didn’t get the Sexstrictress lips obtained. She kissed him as her arms lower, her soft hands closing around his limp member.

‘Don’t worry, it won’t stay soft for long, I promised,’ she cooed the kisses returning as she stroked and lapped him to hardness. Tami ended the kiss and watched him as she built him to climax, she tipped him over the top, her hands running back and forth as she wrung his massive member, pulling juice from him as he quaked.

She held him by his member as he finished and kissed him a final time as he began shuddering. The Sexstrictress freed her hands, slipped her lovely leg from under his chin and lowered it as he fell.  She turned of her earring, gathered her clothes and left, her lipstick still perfect.