I still don't own Chuck. I'm not sure who does at this point.
Warning: This is not a happy story, especially if you are a Charah Shipper, at least not at first. If you would be bothered by reading about Sarah with other men, this would be a good story to skip.
I do think this has a foundation in canon. What happened on Sarah's mission with the Giles character in Pink Slip?
I'm a little amused by the reaction. This story has been sitting on my hard drive for almost two years. I was always afraid to post it because I didn't want to get flamed. Fortunately, that hasn't happened. Aside from a couple of anonymous reviews that have me scratching my head, everyone has been very supportive.
It's impossible to know what happened between Sarah and Giles in Pink Slip. I think this is a reasonable explanation. But, like most of you, that doesn't mean that I like it. I don't. I think it was horrible, lazy story telling. The Chuck we'd been rooting for would have never done that. It might be overstatement to say that it ruined the show for me. But it's not overstatement to say that I never looked at it the same way. I'll say as long as anyone will listen that if season three would have begun with Honeymooners, almost nothing would have had to change and the show would still be on the air. But it didn't happen that way. So this is my attempt to deal with it in a positive way.
I would still appreciate your comments. The worst thing for an author is silence. You can't tell if you're connecting with your readers, if they're getting where you think the story is going or not. And those comments don't have to be praise. Of course, I'd be lying if I tried to say that I don't enjoy the praise. But I actually learn more from the critical comments. Just as long as you're respectful and allow me to respond, you can say anything.
Deal Closer
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Giles was pissed. At least he was playing the part. That was pretty clear from the look on his face. Sarah was going to have to come up with something special to get him over this.
Sarah knew going in to this mission what was going to be required. The CIA brass had drilled it into her head. Blow your cover and they would find your nude, mutilated body someplace as a warning. These guys were incredibly possessive. Obedience and loyalty had to be total. You certainly didn't want to be on your owner's bad side. Till now, Giles had treated her fairly decently… for an owned, cocaine addicted, sex toy.
Okay, yes, he insisted that she submit to his flaunting his possession to the group that was always gathered by the pool. Shouting out a fake orgasm loud enough to be heard out there wasn't Sarah's first choice… but it was clearly in her job description. Other than that, he was pretty tame. But she had just messed up big time. Crying out another man's name was a challenge to his manhood. If he really wanted to prove a point and teach her a lesson, things could get messy. He could demand almost anything as her punishment… he could insist that she put on a show for the crowd, pass her around to the men… almost anything his deviant mind could think of to prove her obedience.
Frankly, most of that was probably only a matter of time anyway. She could see that gleam in their eyes that told her that the men were all hoping for their shot at her. Certainly Giles would soon reward one of his loyal, hard working men with a night of debauchery. The women? Well, just like her, they had no right to refuse anything. Then again, they were all so hopped up on coke that they were barely conscious. There were many times Sarah envied them in that single detail.
Luckily he had allowed her to come inside. That was a very good sign. Hopefully, he would allow her to grovel for a while, do her very best to give him the most powerful time of his life, and get back in his good graces.
That's when her eyes fixed on the camera… and the epiphany hit.
Sarah always knew that the camera was there recording every detail of her ongoing service. They made no attempt to hide it. She often wished that there would be some way to make Chuck watch the tapes. That would show him.
You want to be a spy so fucking bad, Chuck? Well here is documented in 24 frames per second high definition video exactly what spies do. Is that technical enough for you, nerd? Take a good fucking look. This is what you turned down… what you're never going to get.
That fantasy had gotten her through several sessions already. So Sarah sided up to where Giles was standing. "You're pissed at me," she said. "I get that. I hate it when you're pissed at me. The truth is that you have every right to be mad. I was insensitive. I'm very sorry that I put an unpleasant thought into your head. But I do want you to understand. It's not what you're thinking at all. Chuck's an asshole. He's a loser. I'm embarrassed about him. You treat me the way a lady likes to be treated. I'm where I want to be… here with you. I'd like a chance to prove that to you. Will you help me prove it to him?"
"How?"
His not protesting was a very good sign. She had peaked his interest. She nodded to the camera and continued her offer. "Sit back and give me a chance to make this up to you," she said. "Daddy, I'll do everything I possibly can to put on a performance that will make you feel so good. After we're done, and I've officially earned your forgiveness, we'll send a copy of the tape to him. That will show the asshole what he's missing… and who I belong to."
Sarah could tell by the look on his face that she had just hit a home run. Giles couldn't keep up the gruff look. It wasn't a toothy grin. But it was at least the beginnings of a smile. "Okay," was all he said. "It will have to be good."
It was going to be good. It was time to deliver. Sarah was now motivated to put on the sexual performance of her life. Getting back in Giles's good graces was great. But the idea of Chuck watching it happen was at an entirely different level. "It will be," she said.
Normally, Sarah would have started something like this off with a sexy strip tease. After all, dancing was one of her main talents. Not that it had ever personally happened to her, but she had been Carina's partner for a year and watching her chest bounce around as she danced, leaving clothes strewn around the room had always been a big hit. The only problem was that she was already almost naked, wearing only her bikini bottom, and had been for weeks. So a strip show was probably pointless. Fortunately for Sarah, the past two weeks had taught her a little something about Giles and what he liked.
She slowly untied the strings and allowed her bikini to slide to the floor. Then she assumed the model's pose that was required in these situations, looked him squarely in the eyes, and posed for him… and his camera. Actually, she was still a little worked up from her daydream about Chuck. That definitely helped. Maybe he was good for something after all.
After a couple of minutes wordlessly posing, Sarah looked down at Giles. Maybe it wasn't another home run. But it was definitely a line drive single. He had already taken his trucks off and was sporting a large erection, well, as large as he got anyway. So Sarah got up and positioned a chair so that the camera would have a good angle. She sided up to Giles with her sexiest smile, led him to the chair, gently pushed until he was sitting, and plopped to her knees before him.
This wasn't Sarah's favorite activity… by a long shot. One of the surprises of this assignment was that Giles hadn't demanded it yet. It was a clear cut favorite of the other men. There was often a man sitting on the edge of the pool while one of the girls was in the water performing. Sarah always knew that it was just a matter of time before it would be her in the water. Giles was pretty unique in that regard. Of course, that was fine with Sarah. She intentionally didn't make much effort to make a trip downtown. That would have to change today.
It was one of the unfortunate consequences. After this performance, he would undoubtedly want this regularly. And since she had no right to refuse anything, Sarah could now look forward to him demanding it at every opportunity. But that was just the price she would have to pay for messing up so badly. Since this was all Chuck's fault anyway, while he was watching the tape, she'd have to find a way to let him know how many times it had happened… thanks to him.
Sarah knew that she could get this over really quickly if she wanted. His endurance was ridiculous. And normally she would have. But she needed to put on a performance for him this time. So she spent some time teasing him before beginning in earnest.
Making it last was clearly going to be a challenge. It was beyond gross. But it was in every sex toy's job description… written in red ink. Trying to get out of it would be a sign of disrespect. And Sarah was in enough trouble already. Finally, she was able to look up at him with a pout. "So, am I forgiven?" she asked.
Sarah hoped this would be enough. She figured the odds at about fifty-fifty. So she was very surprised when he pulled her to her feet and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "Sarah, that was amazing," he said. "Thank you."
Wow. Talk about a stunner. Men like Giles didn't say thank you. And it was the first time he had addressed her by her first name…ever. Had that one act really changed the way he thought about her? If so, she should have done it sooner. So she said the one thing that she could. "You're welcome. Anytime." Of course that was literal.
"That Chuck guy is a moron."
For a long moment, all Sarah could see was pure red. Okay, yes. He meant it as a compliment. But nobody talked about Chuck like that. That's when the second epiphany hit. She was still desperately in love with him, probably always would be. This mission had been a childish reaction. Sarah wasn't sure where Chuck was at. But she knew that she had to end this mission as soon as possible and go talk to him. Maybe there was something they could work out. Groveling and offering him wild sex wasn't out of the question.
"I have a job for you," Giles said as he pulled on his trunks. "We have a very important new prospective client. If we can close this deal, it will make us hundreds of millions in profits. He and his wife would like to take you to dinner tonight… and dancing to show our good faith. If you can impress them that we are a valued trading partner, he will give you a suitcase to bring back tomorrow with ten million dollars to show his good faith. Can I count on you?"
Double wow. There was a glimmer of hope here. This was the first time he ever talked to her, about anything really, but especially about the business. Sarah's mission had just gotten dramatically easier. She had just been promoted. From sex toy to deal closer. It was a major step. Oh, he was most definitely whoring her out. That's how these guys thought. Giving someone your sex toy for an entire evening was a definite show of good faith. Giles would never tell her directly to screw him. He assumed that she already knew. She was expected to make this guy… and his wife very happy tonight. A threesome? That would be another new experience. "Of course, Daddy," she said. "I hope that you know that you never have to ask me that."
Giles smiled as they hear the knock at the door. "That is probably them now," he said. But before he answered the door, he leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Thank you, baby" he said. "I knew that I could trust you."
Sarah grinned. The moron was falling in love. That is exactly what love was good for. This mission was now a piece of cake. He was involving her in the business. She'd quickly be in position to learn everything. Hopefully, she could get this over with in a couple of weeks. Yes, now she'd have to get more genuinely intimate with him. Their sex would now require more kissing and other foreplay from her. Her special performance would have to be regularly offered. But at least, now the end was in sight. And she could pout and get pretty much anything she wanted from him. That meant that all of their sex would now happen in private. There would be no more degrading scenes out by the pool in front of everyone. She might even be able to claim the occasional headache.
When Giles opened the door, Sarah realized that he had fully intended for this to happen. He wanted to show her off butt naked. So she put the sexy smile on her face, assumed the model's pose, and waited. If this couple wanted a clear look at what they could expect in the way of entertainment tonight, well, she was going to deliver.
But Sarah's blood ran cold when they entered the room. She had to call on every bit of training to keep the surprise off her face as she looked into Carina's gloating eyes.
"Sarah," Giles said.
"I'd like you to meet Mr. and Mrs. Charles Carmichael."
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The very first thing that Sarah noticed was how relieved she was to see him. The second thing was that Chuck had cut his hair. She loved his curls… but holy fuck, this looked good. Standing there in that tuxedo, he was most definitely the hottest man she had ever seen. Even if she hadn't been in love with him, in a bar he could have gotten very lucky with almost anyone… the incredibly tough to charm, Agent Walker included. Maybe spy training had been good for him.
But quickly enough that faded away and she realized that she was standing there naked. Of course, she had fanaticized plenty of times about being naked with him. It wasn't the first time he had seen her naked. Hopefully it wouldn't be the last. But his bedroom after the rehearsal dinner had been dark. This room was fully lit. She quickly found that Chuck Bartowski was the very last person on earth that she wanted to see her like this… a submissive sex toy owned by another man. But she couldn't do anything to cover herself. All she could do was to stand there with that stupid fake smile, fight from blushing, and allow his eyes full access to everything she had.
Sarah knew what was expected… that she would greet her new master for the next day with a sweet, submissive smile and an open mouth kiss. After all, she was the deal closer. Whatever he wanted, up to and including an orgy right here and now, well, she'd have to deliver.
So what was the problem? She had kissed him many times, had imagined it a million more. But she also knew that if she kissed him here, she wouldn't be able to hide her true feelings. And Giles was standing right there. So she stuck out her hand awkwardly. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Carmichael," she said.
Carina, ever the professional, wasn't going to let her get away with that. So she ignored Sarah's hand, stepped up to her, and planted their lips firmly together.
It was the first time that Sarah had ever kissed Carina. It was actually the first time she had ever kissed another woman. Carina was plainly proving a point to her because she kept their tongues dancing a little longer than would have been necessary to sell it. "You're even more beautiful than Charles described," she said playfully as the long kiss finally broke. "He's been looking forward to this for days."
Carina's instruction to her best friend on the proper conduct on a seduction mission didn't go unnoticed. Sarah now didn't have any choice. She stepped up to Chuck. "Thank you, Mr. Carmichael," she said. "I'm looking forward to it too."
It's funny. Chuck wasn't nearly as aggressive as Carina had been. He was much, much softer. It even took him a moment to open his mouth. But it was a thousand times more effective. Sarah knew that she needed to stay alert. But that was out the window for the moment as she just allowed herself to melt into him.
Finally, Carina pulled her away. "Down, girl," she said with a laugh. "You'll have him leading you to that couch and we'll all be screwing right here. We have all night for that. We're all dressed up for dinner and I'm hungry. Stand there and let us look at you."
Again, Carina was firmly in charge. Sarah could see in Chuck's eyes that he fully recognized this was the first time he had seen her totally naked in the full light of day. He was very cute as he, almost shyly, took her in, from head to toe, and back again. Except that Sarah noticed that after a moment he stopped looking. He kept his eyes firmly fixed into hers. His eyes told the story. He was being respectful, was embarrassed at her circumstance. That was… pretty sweet. He was maybe the only man on the planet who wouldn't currently be overtly drooling while checking out her nude form. But, that was pure Chuck. That was her guy. It made her want him even more… if that was even possible.
Their so overtly making goo goo eyes at each other probably would have been a bad thing, given their current situation. Giles was standing right there watching this all happen. So Carina got them back into character. She sided up to Sarah and cupped her breast. "Look at this, Charles," she cooed. "She's gorgeous. Have you ever seen anything more perfect in your entire life?"
Chuck was maybe facing Carina… but he was definitely talking to Sarah. "Never," he said, his voice little more than a whisper. "Never close."
The bad thing was that his sweet compliment made Sarah's battle to keep the blush from showing all that much harder. But it did accomplish one thing. Now, in a way, she was glad that she was naked. She wanted him to look. She even leaned forward a bit to make her chest stand out for him.
Of course she still had her best friend to deal with. Sarah had seen that gleam in her eyes only about a million times. It always meant trouble for someone. This time, that someone was her. "I can't wait for this dinner to get over with. We're going to have so much fun. It feels like she is looking forward to it too." Carina finally released her breast and grabbed her hand. "Come on," she said. "I'll help you get dressed. Suddenly, I'm in a hurry. We'll leave the guys to talk boring business."
Sarah had mixed feelings. She was suddenly in a hurry as well. But she also wasn't crazy about leaving Chuck out here alone with the bloodthirsty drug runner. It was hard to get mad at Carina. She was playing her role. Sarah wasn't sure why they were even here. It must have something to do with the mission. But Carina clearly was into her role. Challenging her in any way would be a serious mistake.
It didn't take long to get dressed. Sarah hadn't packed all of her clothes for this mission. But formal dresses were a must. Carina went to her closet and came back carrying the black, backless dress that Sarah knew she would pick out.
Okay, so it made some sense to keep up their role. Sarah didn't know if her room was bugged or not. But it was certainly possible. So that meant assuming that it was. Carina was clearly having a good time pushing her role to the absolute limit. She grinned as her hands were everywhere. There would be a serious discussion about this the first time they could speak openly. But for now, Sarah had no choice but to allow Carina to playfully grope her.
"We're going to have so much fun tonight," Carina sighed. "Charles always likes to get these things started by having the girls put on a performance for him. Just follow my lead."
Now Sarah wasn't so sure if this was going to happen or not. Carina was playing a role… but she was also enjoying teasing her entirely too much. Thankfully Sarah knew that Chuck would be horrified at watching her and Carina go at it. But where were they going and why? Who else might be watching? Would they have to go through with this to protect the cover? Carina finally removed her hand and allowed Sarah to get dressed. Most of the time was spent applying the appropriate makeup for such a formal dress.
All in all, they were only gone about fifteen minutes. Chuck and Giles were huddled around a TV. Sarah prayed that they weren't watching what she feared they were watching.
But they were.
All Sarah could do was to stand there and watch with everyone else at the crystal clear image of her performing. The irony was that she asked for this recording to be made so that Chuck would someday see it. Now she was mortified.
Giles didn't do anything to help. "I told you," he bragged. "The girl could suck a golf ball through a twenty foot garden hose. Tell me that you're not looking forward to some of that action tonight."
Chuck didn't answer. He just silently watched the screen until the scene was finished. He finally turned to Giles. But again, it was obvious who he was really talking too. "She asked you for this to punish her ex-boyfriend?" he asked, stating the obvious since he had seen and heard Sarah's request. "She must be really pissed at him."
Giles playfully slapped Chuck on the back. "The guy's a moron," he said with a snort. "Am I right?"
You had to know Chuck pretty well to see the sadness in his eyes. "He's too stupid to live," he replied.
Sarah could feel the tears filling her eyes. She was desperately trying to blink them away. This could have gone badly but not for Carina. She sided up to Giles and put her arms around his neck. "That was a very impressive performance," she said. "I'll bet I can do even better. Maybe when we get back tomorrow, we can organize a little contest? That might be interesting."
Giles just laughed. "That might be very interesting," he said.
"I think I'll have to put some money on my girl."
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