The corridor was just wide enough for 2-3 people to walk side by side, and seemed to be lit by some ambient lighting, as Caitlyn couldn't make out any light bulbs or tube lighting on the walls. And yet, there was an orange, almost rustic light that was reflected along the walls. Light enough that one could see, but dark enough that there was still a feeling of intimacy. The painted plants theme in the corridor was consistent with the paintings in the room they had just left, as far as Caitlyn could see. Caitlyn had never seen artwork like these before. She thought about asking Hazel about the artwork, before letting her gaze return to the corridor they were in.

The corridor was longer than she expected, about 9-10 meters, with a door on the right side, and another straight ahead at the end. Caitlyn noticed that as they went farther and farther from the room, the subtle music out in the hallway got weaker and weaker. Until she couldn't hear the music anymore.

Now the only sounds Caitlyn could hear were the faint sounds of Hazel's footsteps on the floor, and Caitlyn's own breathing, as she was still breathing heavily after her, uh, lesson from Hazel, and their dance. Actually, that wasn't true. Those were not the only sounds Caitlyn could hear. She could also hear the sound of her body, slick with sweat, rubbing against the brothel worker's. The fact that she couldn't hear the voices of other patrons, or the music in the hallway, made her all the more conscious.

Some of Caitlyn's uncomfortableness was starting to return, as she was more conscious of her and Hazel's nudity. She took in the situation she was in again. Hazel had Caitlyn in her arms, carrying her with little effort. She seemed to know the way well, as she barely spared a glance at the path ahead of her as she walked. Her eyes were mostly on Caitlyn's, occasionally travelling down to her body before looking back at her with a sultry but warm smile. The way Caitlyn smiled back shyly just added to Hazel's desire.

She was whispering softly, "just relax, I'm gonna make you soo happy", she said softly and so slowly that it was as though she was trying to hypnotize her. After saying this she would give Caitlyn a soft kiss on her lips. Caitlyn moaned softly and figured she could ask Hazel a few questions about the clientele while she was… getting to know Hazel more. There was no harm, Caitlyn thought, since Hazel didn't know who Caitlyn was. Heck, she didn't even know her real name.

In Caitlyn's mind, she started thinking about her unofficial investigation. She started thinking about how to subtly ask questions about the clients. She thought she'd mention Silco, saying she heard he was a dangerous person and was worried for her safety. But then she decided she'd just keep it general for now. After all, if Hazel was working with or for Silco, who knows what would happen next. Just talk about clients in general, if any were dangerous, and then try to steer the conversation towards Silco. Try to gauge how much Hazel knew about the people here. That was the plan. It had gone a little off on a tangent, sure, but she was still on track. Working leads. She was doing things her way. She may have gone off course a little, but she was still in control of the situation. At least, that's what SHE thought.

For Hazel, from the moment she laid eyes on Mathilda, she could feel her body warm. She even felt herself get wet as Mathilda walked towards her with that smile, so much so that she had to cross her legs as she got close. If Mathilda had glanced down and seen her like that, she might have scared her off. When she had taken Mathilda's hand, she wanted to pull her in and strip her right then and there and just — … But, she held off, and things went so well… but even now, with this Piltover beauty in her arms, it wasn't enough for her.

Hazel wasn't just a worker. She was a Madam. She kept an eye on the talent, but also helped 'initiate' new talent into the industry. Helping them get over their initial shyness and then see them off to one of the rooms so they could start working clients. Once she was done with them, she'd rarely pay them any thoughts afterwards. But this one… this little beauty in her arms. She was something else. An elegant beauty, a cute face and a body that dancers would kill for. That alone was enough to get Hazel going. And her accent. Any time she spoke, Hazel felt herself lose control. Hearing her scream when she fingered her on the floor, hearing that elegant beauty's voice cry out for her first orgasm… it was like a drug for Hazel. It didn't matter what she said about getting dressed later and getting going. If Hazel had her way, she'd never let her leave. She'd make her into a worker that would drive clients as crazy as she drove her. No. Not just a worker. She could be so much more than that. And Hazel could make her into so much more. And she'd keep her close, so that she could look after her too. To keep her away from those unsavoury types. That was why she made a little call when she went to the other room to put away her clothes. She had one of her best girls help prepare everything. She bit her lip at the thought of everything that she had planned.

"You know, you can put me down, I'm okay walking" Caitlyn said, looking up at Hazel.

"No, sweetie, its okay. I could tell you were really tired back there. Just relax and let me take care of you, okay?" Hazel said, giving 'Mathilda' a soft kiss on her cheek.

Caitlyn tried to be coy and relaxed "So, do you do this with all your clients?" Caitlyn said in a wry tone.

Hazel let out a soft laugh, then shook her head. "No, not with any of my clients. Because none of them have ever looked anything like you" she said as she tilted her head down to touch Caitlyn's briefly.

'Mathilda' blushed and looked away briefly, not seeing the flash of lust in Hazel's eyes in that moment. It was sooo hard for Hazel to not just walk Mathilda past the door and go straight ahead to her "other" room… The brother worker couldn't stand not touching, holding onto, feeling Mathilda, not even for a second. She just couldn't let her go. When they were dancing, and she bent down to kiss those perfect breasts, she wanted to go down further, right there. She wanted to walk her to the hallway and set her down for all to see and just…— But she was able to hold off. And despite how well everything had gone so far, better than she had hoped, Hazel wasn't even close to being finished. For her, things were only getting started.

Caitlyn sighed and rested her head against Hazel's shoulder. It would be over soon, she thought. She'd get cleaned, dress up, maybe have a drink, and say good bye. Maybe she'd be able to get some information in the meantime before finding her wayward convict. Hazel seemed to know a lot about the place, about what clients were looking for. That must mean she had intimate information on the clients themselves, she thought to herself. Maybe even the more dangerous ones. Ones who worked for a certain industrialist…?

They got to the door on the right and Hazel turned slightly so that they were facing the large door. It was a wider door, wide enough that Hazel would only need to turn slightly to walk them through. She looked at Caitlyn and smiled, "you ready, sweetie?", she said.

"After you" Caitlyn said dryly as she smiled back. It felt so weird, being carried by this beautiful woman who was about to walk them through a door going into, she didn't know, a bathroom with a shower stall maybe? Probably. Hazel nudged the door open with her knee and walked them through. Caitlyn turned her head and her eyes widened in surprise.

The room was big, for a bathroom. Almost half the size of the room they were in before. The walls were a dark crimson, with large mirrors on all the walls. It made the room look more spacious than it actually was. The floors were tiled in a dark grey marble pattern. There were no lights on the walls or ceiling. Instead, there were candles on the floor, laid out along the walls. They had a strong scent, making Caitlyn feel so… relaxed. It was hard for her to focus and get her bearings, but she tried to take everything in. There was a sink to the left, with a vanity cabinet. A small rug at its base. As her eyes adapted to the different lighting, she noticed at the near corner a pot of flowers that stretched halfway up to the ceiling with some bamboo like sticks among them. There were some rose pedals on the floor. Her eyes traced from the near right corner to the far right corner. In that corner, the tiles on the floor extended up the wall to the ceiling. It must have been one of those open concept showers, with no glass walls or partitions. She could make out a shower head and knobs on the wall.

She felt lips against her neck. She turned back as Hazel smiled at her with a sultry smile. "Straight ahead, sweetie, everything's ready". Caitlyn looked down and saw a line of those incense candles going away from them. She looked up, straight ahead, and about 2-3 meters, saw them extend into a circle. Within that circle was porcelain white bath tub. The Brightness of the tub was a contrast against the dark floor and walls. The incense candles around it gave off a warm orange reflection or glow. It was a decent size, and she could see there was a stand next to it that was the same height as the top of the tub. On it were a thick candle, and some bottles she hadn't seen before. As she was absorbing all this info, Hazel started walking them to the tub. She could hear Hazel's bare feet against the tiled floor. She could smell not only the incense, but the water and the smell of soap and perfumes.

As Hazel continued walking with Caitlyn in her arms, Caitlyn turned her head around a few times, looking at her reflection in the different mirrors. She could feel her heart pounding harder. Seeing herself in the mirror being carried made her feel so… not awkward. She just… couldn't find the right word but…this was getting to be too much, she thought to herself. She was beginning to realize she had let things get a little too far out of hand. She should really try to excuse herself and make up a reason for leaving. As they got to the tub, Caitlyn looked down and saw that it was already filled up just past the halfway point. The water was clear, with some soap bubbles along the edges. It seemed a sharp contrast to the muggy, dark decor of the room and hallway.

Standing over the tub, Hazel told Caitlyn she was going to set her down just next to it. Caitlyn stood up and looked around briefly before facing Hazel, her arms covering her breasts. The way she covered herself, looking so modest, it was so cute to Hazel. Smiling, Hazel took one of Caitlyn's hands and brought it towards her. Holding Caitlyn's hand, she held it to her lips, kissing it softly, and saying "c'mon, sweetie, it'll be okay, I promise". Caitlyn was not sure how to react, but decided to go ahead. Forgetting her earlier thought to try and excuse herself. Facing Hazel, she was about to step into the tub, so that she would be on the other side of the tub facing her, but Hazel stopped her.

"No, no sweetie, not like that", Hazel said with a smile. She gently turned Caitlyn so that she was facing away from her, and guided her back to the tub. Guiding her, she told Caitlyn to raise her left leg and get into the tub, and then the right. Now they were both in the tub, with Hazel facing Caitlyn's back. Caitlyn looked at one of the mirrors, and seeing her sweat soaked body with her hair tussled and loose just standing in a tub in the middle of a room with a naked woman behind her made her feel so awkward. Before she could say anything, the brothel working stepped close behind her and wrapped her arms around Caitlyn, one across her chest, the other over her midsection. Caitlyn cliched involuntarily, but Hazel shushed her gently, her grip soft but firm.

"Shhh, it's okay, sweetie, c'mon, follow me". Caitlyn could feel Hazel crouching down to sit at the base of the tub. With Caitlyn in her arms, she crouched to follow her to a seated position. But before she could, Hazel pulled her back gently so that her back was pressed against Hazel's breasts. She tried to stay rigid, upright, but as Hazel leaned back into the tub, so that that he was against the end, she pulled Caitlyn so that she was lying against her chest. From their breasts, they were above water. As Caitlyn turned her head, Hazel leaned so that her chin was over Caitlyn's right shoulder. When Caitlyn turned towards the right, she got a soft kiss on her lips, followed by a soft peck on her cheek. While this was happening, Hazel's hands began to wander over Caitlyn's body. They then went in and out of the water, washing soapy water over Caitlyn's lovely breasts as she massaged them then her shoulders and arms. She also reached down and stroked her upper legs and thighs. She then took one of Caitlyn's hands which was holding the edge of the tub, and brought it to her lips, gently kissing her knuckles and fingers.

"Shhh, just relax, sweetie, and enjoy yourself" Hazel cooed. Maybe it was the warm hypnotic tone of Hazel's voice, or That soothing scent of the candles, especially the one next to them on the table, but Caitlyn felt so… comfortable. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back so that it was resting on the brothel worker's shoulder. It felt good lying back and feeling Hazel's ripe breasts against her back, and her legs on either side of her thighs. She opened her eyes slightly, and saw there was a large mirror on the ceiling. She could see herself lying in the tub with her legs extended, Hazel's legs on either side, and Hazel's hands gliding over her breasts, stomach, arms and thighs. She saw, before she felt, Hazel lean her head so she could press her mouth against her ear, gently nibbling on her earlobe, gently pulling and teasing it before letting go and kissing her neck. The mirror was like a live video, like she was watching herself being… looked after. She was so content, she didn't notice one of Hazel's hands sliding down from her breasts, down her flat tummy, below her navel, to her sex. When she felt those expert fingers at her entrance, her eyes opened and she turned back about to say something, but as though she knew what she was thinking, Hazel had brought her other hand over Caitlyn's chest, before gently taking Caitlyn's chin and turning it so she could look Hazel in the eyes.

"It's okay, sweetie, everything's going to be fine". Those last words were said so slowly and softly, as if she were trying to put Caitlyn to sleep. She ended those words by kissing Caitlyn. Only this time, she held the kiss, gently pushing her tongue into Caitlyn's. Caitlyn moaned as she accepted the incursion, and relaxed her body, letting her arms rest at her sides.

As she did, Hazel removed her hand from Caitlyn's chin, and let it join her other hand at Caitlyn's sex. She let her fingers dance with her other hand's fingers, gently probing and massaging Caitlyn's entrance. Caitlyn could feel her whole body getting warmer again. She bit her lower lip, and arched her back slightly as Hazel resumed her kissing along her neck. Then, Hazel began to pick up the pace.

With her fingers at Caitlyn's slit, she began inserting and removing her fingers, one to two from each hand, in and out, in a rhythmic pattern. Each time, she would insert her fingers deeper, first one finger from each hand, then two from each side, then back to one. It was as though she was exploring every inch as she did before, but faster and deeper, as she had familiarity with the beauty's body from earlier.

Caitlyn let out a gasp, her eyes closed, and when she opened them, looking up at the mirror, she could see her body starting to gyrate as Hazel moved at a quicker and quicker pace. Watching herself, it was like an out of body experience. For some reason, her mind flashed back to all those fancy dignified events she had to attend, all those extravagant dresses her parents made her wear. They just never seemed to fit right. Then there was the enforcer uniform she wore, that she knew got a lot of looks when people thought she didn't notice. But here, seeing herself like this in the mirror, it felt so natural. So… primal. Naked, being fondled by someone she knew no one in her family circle would approve of, in an area they would never let her go to. Her breathing became more haggard, panting and gasping louder and louder, like she was being pushed to her limit. Which… wasn't entirely wrong. Except that it wasn't her pushing herself to her limit, it was this brothel worker with those magic fingers who was playing her like a flute. She could see Hazel's fingers going in and out, faster and faster.

Mathilda's haggard breathing and gasps may have made someone else slow down, or stop, but not Hazel. She wanted Mathilda to feel what she could do. And here, away from everyone else, she didn't have to hold back, and she wouldn't. Going faster and faster, she kept fingering the young enforcer. She removed one hand, and cupped one of Mathilda's breasts, squeezing and fondling, while increasing the speed of her fingering. She could feel Mathilda's body shaking, convulsing more and more. Hearing Mathilda's gasps was only feeding into Hazel's lusts, as she went deeper and faster. She'd slow down for a few seconds, just enough for Mathilda to take a deep breath, then resumed at a pace faster than before, the startled gasps from Mathilda feeding Hazel's lust. Each time, Mathilda arched her head back into Hazel's shoulder. And each time, Hazel would gently bite into her earlobes, suckling on it before letting go.

Caitlyn felt like she was losing her mind. Her body was in esctasy. She would have begged Hazel to stop, but she just couldn't get a word out because she was all but hyperventilating at this point. For some reason, watching herself in the mirror, getting fondled, was feeding into her body's arousal. Her last gasp turned into a whimper as she bit her lip. And that sound escaping from her lips was enough to turn Hazel on even more so that she decided to take the young enforcer past her threshold.

Hazel heard that whimper and it was like a wolf hearing a defenceless animal in the wild. She brought her second hand down to her first, and started alternating different fingers back and forth at such a fast pace that after what must have seemed like forever to Mathilda, she let out a scream that seemed louder than it should have been due to the sound bouncing off the walls. Water spilled out onto the tiles as the young enforcer bucked wildly as her legs kicked out above the water and her hands were clutching the sides of the tub. Mathilda then went limp and slumped back against Hazel, her breathing heavy and fast, Hazel gently removed her fingers from her slit, but didn't let them leave Mathilda's skin. She instead let them slowly glide up Mathilda's body, over her stomach to her perfect breasts. Letting them dance on them for a bit, she gently pulled at her nipples, getting another whimper, before wrapping her arms across Mathilda's body with a contented sigh. As Caitlyn looked up, Hazel gave her a kiss on her forehead and kept her arms around her.

"You're so amazing, you know that, sweetie?" Hazel said. Caitlyn was in a daze, she felt good, and seeing herself in the mirror as it was happening just felt so… she couldn't find the word. She could see herself breathing heavily and deeply, her body convulsing slightly, but less and less as her breathing slowed to normal. It was so strange. In her head, she felt like she was exhausted, but at the same time, she felt this sense of release. It felt liberating. Like she was seeing a side to herself she hadn't seen before. With a sigh, Caitlyn had to admit to herself that the bath didn't really do much to refresh her so much as exhaust her. Hazel's fingers saw to that, she thought to herself amusedly. But… she wasn't sure she could really complain about it either. The tub seemed to trap their body heat and amplify it so that she felt like she was in a hot tub or sauna. She tried to move in an attempt to get up, but Hazel's arms stayed firm.

"Shhhh, just rest, sweetie". Hazel said as she squeezed gently, giving her a soft kiss on her temple as her hands re-explored her body again, slowly and lightly. Then another kiss. Every time Hazel did that, it was like she was sapping a bit of the young enforcer's energy. And Hazel had been with enough young beauties, HAD enough young beauties, to know how to play with them. She'd done it countless times. But with this one… it was like an addiction. There was something about Mathilda. She wasn't like any other girl she'd had. She was special. And she was going to make her special.

Now, the bath hadn't really gotten started in earnest. Not yet. But what Hazel did, bringing Mathilda to climax again, so soon, was important. On the floor of the room, watching Mathilda orgasm, with that beautiful body, face and voice, it was something to see. She had to help her along, to string her along so she didn't release too soon. But now that she did, the next step was to help her build up her endurance. So she could do it multiple times. Maybe multiple times a night. Hazel would teach Mathilda to become a master of her body. And with that body, and that face, she'd have clients lining up. And when she was finished, Hazel would take her back with her. To keep. For herself. Whatever Mathilda had come for didn't matter. Not to Hazel. Things were just getting started, and any moment, she was going to be expecting some company to help her help Mathilda become more than just a worker.

As they rested the tub, the only sounds were Caitlyn's heavy breathing, the water dripping off the edge of the tub onto the tiled floor, and the sound of Hazel's kisses along Caitlyn's neck and lips. But there was another sound that could be heard. Soft footsteps in the hall coming towards their room. Caitlyn seemed too spent to notice, but Hazel could hear the footsteps. She smiled to herself as her help was about to arrive, right on schedule. She could feel a warmth starting in her more private regions. As the steps became louder, Caitlyn picked up on it, and in alarm, tried to get up as she looked at the open door and then looked around. But Hazel held her close, telling her to relax. Caitlyn was still exhausted so she settled back.

"Shhh, it's okay, sweetie, it's not a stranger, its a friend" she said. Looking at the doorway to the bathroom, she heard two voices. They sounded almost identical. Both were higher pitched, and seemed to carry an enthusiastic, cheerful tone. They got to the door and Caitlyn got a good look at them.

They looked like they were a few years younger than Caitlyn from what she could see. They were both physically very attractive, with thin but athletic builds. Maybe dancers? The one with lighter skin and curly red hair was slightly taller. The one who was slightly shorter had blonde wavy hair that seemed almost bleached only because of her dark tanned skin. Her skin tone was slightly darker than Hazel's, and also seemed to have some markings.

They were both wearing half masks that covered their faces from their noses to their foreheads, with white feathers sticking out of them. They were scantily clad, both wearing crimson hot pants and matching bras that were all but see through. They wore platform sandals that were a dark red.

"Hi Hazel!" They both said with an enthusiastic smile, waving cheerfully as they walked towards the tub. As they got closer, they looked at Caitlyn and looked at one another before saying with a smile "Wow! She's so beautiful, Hazel! She's even prettier than I thought!" For some reason, that exuberant tone seemed to put Caitlyn at ease as she blushed at the compliments. She felt a bit of unease when they said "prettier than I thought"? What had they meant by that?

"Hi girls," Hazel replied. "Yes, she is, isn't she? This is Mathilda." As Mathilda finished saying that, she turned her head and kissed Caitlyn softly on her cheek. Caitlyn felt so awkward at that moment, and could only blush involuntarily. Hazel then turned her attention back to the two girls standing by the tub, continuing.

"Oh, and thanks for earlier. So, … have you decided…?" Hazel said with a smile as she looked back and forth between them. Caitlyn craned her head back to try and see Hazel's face, then looked at the two to see if she could read what the exchange was about, but to no avail. For some reason, she felt some sense of comfort at being called "Mathilda". Somehow feeling reassured that no one here knew who she really was. After all, she was still undercover.

"Yup! Me first, haha!" The Blonde one said happily. The redhead smiled too, tilting her head as if in mock pout, but put her hand on the blonde's back as if to show support.

"I'm so jealous, haha", she said. The blonde replied back "haha, don't be, you'll get your turn, its all about sharing, right?". The redhead smiled and nodded, before turning back to look at Hazel.

"So, it's just in your room, right?" The redhead said with a smile.

"Yes, on the bed, you're okay taking care of it?" Hazel said.

"Oh, Absolutely. It won't take long, and I'll be back in no time, promise" the redhead said with a smile. Hazel smiled back, licking her lips. Caitlyn wondered what they were talking about. Maybe it was about some special client? Caitlyn felt a sense of relief, as if they were getting ready for some client, then Hazel would probably have to finish up soon. As… interesting as this had been, she should have probably left already.

The redhead turned and walked to the door, turning to the right to continue down the hallway Caitlyn was in before. So Hazel's room must have been at the end, Caitlyn thought to herself as she was looking down at the water in the tub, still feeling too tired to try and get up, and a bit self conscious of herself. Naked. Around strangers. In a tub!

"You're really pretty, I've never, ever seen anyone like you before" she heard the blonde say. She looked up to smile and say thank you, but her words trailed off when she saw the blonde pulling down her hot pants and kicking off her sandals. She then unclasped her bra and let it drop with the rest of her clothes. The whole time, she had this playful smile on her face. But now, it seemed… different. Before Caitlyn could say anything, the blonde put one foot in the tub so that she was facing Caitlyn, and in a swift motion, slid herself on top of Caitlyn, so that Caitlyn was now sandwiched between Hazel and the blonde!

"Uh, wait, uh, wha—?" Before Caitlyn could say anything, the blonde had grasped Caitlyn's face with both hands, like what Hazel had done earlier, and planted a kiss on her lips. Caitlyn's eyes went wide for a moment, then closed as she was trying to process what was happening. She could taste trace amounts of alcohol on the blonde's lips, at least that's what she hoped it was! But the kiss itself? It wasn't like Hazel's. Hazel's kisses were deep but refined. But this blonde? Her kiss seemed so energetic and …untamed. Caitlyn felt a mix of fear and… arousal? But why?! But either way, she was still wondering what was going on. After the blonde finished, Caitlyn smiled on reflex nervously, then tried to turn her head to look at Hazel, who hadn't said anything this whole time. When she did, she turned into a kiss from Hazel, and could hear Hazel let out a soft laugh. After the kiss, Hazel brought a hand up and placed it over Caitlyn's forehead, gently leaning her back into her.

"Shhhh, sweetie, this is Rina. I called her here. She's here to help", Hazel said.

Caitlyn looked back and forth between the two as best she could, given that Rina was on her chest, and Hazel was behind her with her arms around them. Help how? Help them clean up the place so they could leave? The bathroom wasn't exactly in need of much help for that.

"Uh, help? What do you mean?" Caitlyn was genuinely confused what was going on. Sure, some water spilled on the floor, but it wasn't exactly a cleanup that needed a committee.

There was a few moments of silence. Caitlyn looking confused, looking back at Hazel, and then forward at Rina, whose eyes seemed to be examining every inch of Caitlyn. When finished, Rina looked up at Caitlyn with the friendliest of smiles. Before Caitlyn could turn her head back, she could feel the warmth of Hazel's breath in her ear before she spoke.

"She's going to help me help you" Hazel whispered into Caitlyn's ear, pausing before exchanging a look with Rina, whose hands had made their way down to Caitlyn's waist and backside. Slipping her arms between Caitlyn and Hazel, Rina hugged Caitlyn, resting her head against her chest briefly before pulling her head back so that her face was inches from Caitlyn's. Caitlyn was trying hard to read Rina's face but couldn't really decide what was going on behind the perky blonde's eyes. Rina looked up and had a smile that was both playful, but also… hungry. Hazel then continued.

"We're going to turn you into the best worker in all of Zaun" Hazel said in a low voice.

Caitlyn gulped and stammered, not sure what to make of that. "Uhh, I should really —", but she was cut off by Rina.

"Don't worry, Mathilda, we're going to each you how to make clients happy. But first, we're going to explore all of you so we can teach you how to use your beautiful body! I'm so excited, it's going to be so much fun!"

Wait, explore 'all' of me, Caitlyn thought to herself with a mix of fear and… excitement?! Wait, what was she thinking?!

Rina said that with so much bubbly enthusiasm. When she finished, she laid another kiss on a wide eyed Caitlyn's lips and started kissing her chin and jaw before working her way lower. As she did that, Caitlyn could feel Hazel's lips on her neck while her hands started exploring again…. Caitlyn's hands were clutching the sides of the tub before, but she ended up putting them around Rina before letting them slip to her sides below the water.

Caitlyn's eyes fluttered shut and then opened slightly as she tried to register all the touches and kisses that were coming at her from both sides. She wanted to say something, but a moan and whimper were all she could manage. Something told her, her moans were going to get louder. And that her investigation was going to be delayed a little longer than she thought.

From a lesson to a dance to now this?! Caitlyn tried to think of how she was going to get out of this and resume her investigation. It didn't seem like she was leaving anytime soon!

She let out a gasp and whimper as Hazel's expert fingers began to retrace their earlier steps and this Rina continued to acquaint herself with Caitlyn body…. Caitlyn could only manage one thought at this moment…. No matter what anyone in the enforcer brass said about her. There was one thing no one could deny…

No other enforcer had gone this deep undercover before!