Cate Archer was no stranger to the…unique assignments UNITY would have her go on, from her own backyard of the English Isles to the tropics of the far east, and the hot sunny sand dunes of Egypt. Yet she accepted this assignment no matter how degrading it now well and truly seemed, it seemed like a fine idea, up until she was now clothed only with a towel covering her bum, her breasts pressed down on a table.
UNITY had been made aware that several female diplomats and high-profile celebrities have gone missing, the main unifying factor of their disappearances were that they visited this massage parlor. Some visited frequently, others every other week, a few only once before they disappeared. UNITY sources theorized that the parlor was a HARM front, with the "happy ending" massage being in direct correlation, something that was laughable at best, plain out insane at worst.
Yet Cate was the only female field agent and was available.
Sometimes she wondered why she even stayed in this organization, the danger was one thing that every agent had to fairly face, this was just plain discriminatory save for the fact she was the only female they had.
Lying face down on the table she wondered just how exactly this was going to happen, did the table lead to an underground cavern? Was the wall going to suddenly open up and a bunch of armed guards were going to train their guns on her, in her vulnerable state of butt nakedness? Cate bit her lower lip, she could smell her own arousal as the heat built up in her core.
No one had even touched her yet and she was already hot and bothered, her bare hard nipples pressed down into a towel on the table at the thought of being helpless before a squad of burly men, being subject to their mercy- Cate shook her head with a deflated sigh, she had been on too long of a dry spell. She'd hope those urges would've been settled for awhile after she took personal time to live out her fantasies, yet only so much could be done with one hand.
Cate felt a sickening feeling wash over herself, 'I am I really that pathetic? Reducing myself to masturbating to the thought of being captured on a mission? I need a drink after this.'
Her thoughts quickly cleared when the door opened and her masseuse walked in, Cate bit her inner cheek softly, working hard to keep her lips from forming into a broad grin. The young man was well kept, his auburn hair combed back, face freshly shaven and defined, veins bulging on his muscular arms with the rolled-up shirt sleeves braced tightly on his biceps. How could such a hunk of man work for something dastardly like HARM?
"Katlyn Bow?" The young man asked, boldly grinning as his eyes traced around the towel clad woman, drifting to her breasts pressed down against the table, "You're here for the Empress Special, right?"
"Mhmm," Cate winked at the young man as his grin started to spread and reveal rows of pearly white teeth, "I heard a gal leaves here feeling like a new woman, and I could really use the best massage, think you can do that for me?"
"Certainly miss," The young masseuse's fingers lightly drummed along Cate's taunt calf, tracing gently up her thigh with the tips of his fingers, electric sensations sparked along her lower back down to her nether region, her budding clit tingled eagerly, "we won't be needing this."
In a flash the man snatched the towel covering Cate Archer's luscious behind, her bare round milky cheeks became the object of attention as the man's fingers tips graced her flesh, tracing the curve of her asscrack. He took a handful of each cheek in his hands, squeezing and kneading much to Cate's pleasure as she softly moaned, his kneading fingers making her dew pool between her legs on the table, she gasped when the young man suddenly slapped the right cheek, the flesh rippling as his hand came back down, forcing out a yelp from between Cate's lips.
"Good girl, nice and taunt, you work out a lot, miss Bow?" The man's hands slipped up from her ass to her shoulders, his expert fingers pressing down into the knots that had been wound tight, Cate involuntarily moaned, her eyes slightly rolling as he worked away at very real tension.
Cate sighed with relief, the man's fingers were working like magic, unwinding knots she had long forgotten about, she bit her lip and her toes curled, "Y-yes, I work out to keep fit for work."
The Masseuse's fingers left her back much to Cate's disappointment, the crack of a match and the scent of cherry blossom candles brought a sense of relief, the candles being placed near the table.
"You must have a hard job, and work hard too, I'm going to apply some soothing oils to help soften you up," The Masseuse leaned down close to Cate's ear, the surprising warm oils being squirted onto her back still made her skin bristle, but in a pleasant way, "do you like the way that feels?"
Cate sighed softly, his fingers spreading and rubbing the soothing oils across her back, his subtle gentle pressures grew firmer, rubbing in semi-circles, clockwise and counterclockwise, from her shoulders to the middle of her back, "Yes, yes please- keep doing that-"
The man grinned as she moaned louder, his eyes flicked to the oil streams that trailed along the curves of her face down breasts, he cuffed around the sides and rubbed the oil all along her hourglass shaped waist. Both hands pressed down and ground the muscle knots in Cate's back, her pale flesh molding to his touch, her moans growing more pronounced, restraint steadily being peeled away with his gentle touch.
"What did you say you did again, miss Bow?" The man's thumbs were digging deep into a knot, Cate twitched slightly and groaned as her knot popped and cracked, his thumbs pressing down hard.
Cate shuddered with a moan of relief and building euphoria as her hips dry humped the table, trying to give her clit the stimuli it desired, "I travel…I travel a lot to learn things-"
The man smirked, his hands grabbed Cate by her lovely, rounded hips, following along the curves with gentle caressing, he applied more oil to her lower back, delighting in her longing moan. His hands brought the oily substance over the bubbly curve of her ass, he rubbed, groped, and kneaded the firm yet pliable flesh as the oil made her asscrack slick. The Masseuse could not resist the urge and slapped the slick tender flesh, eliciting another yelp from the woman on his table, she wriggled her hips and shot him a wink, and his hand came down again in another firm slap.
Cate didn't understand it, perhaps it was because of her dry spell, or it was from her deeper more carnal desires, but she didn't want the young man to stop spanking her. She bit her bottom lip with the next smack, her honey pot was absolutely leaking at this point, she spread her legs wider on the table, hoping the young man would see what his attention was doing to her, how he was exciting and tormenting her aching sex.
She shuddered and sighed longingly, his thumbs traced her juicy wet pussy lips, slipping along her blooming slit, one thumb slipping between her folds to plug her leaking plumbing. Her eyes widened as his right hand's fingers split her cheeks apart, his slick thumb pressed down into the tight orifice, back and forth until he found purchase. Cate gripped the sides of the table as his thumbs started pumping.
The Masseuse grinned smugly, he didn't have to try so hard to get Cate excited, now that he had a thumb up her ass and her pussy, her raised hips trembled to his rapid fingering, her voice reverberating loudly with her moans and yelps. His middle and ring fingers found her clit and began to rub, Cate's hips bucked as she screamed with joy, her juices were rushing past his thumb as she started to cum.
Cate's eyes crossed, she had orgasmed before, orgasmed with lovers, but this one felt more potent than even her best sexual encounter, she bucked and cried out with glee, cumming with a scream that rang through the room. She lied against the table, panting, the Masseuse hadn't even let up his assault, Cate bit down on the head of the massage table, drooling as the man touched her in a way she hadn't once thought of.
The Masseuse lifted her hips up, sitting on the edge of the table as he started kissing her soft simmering pussy lips, he tugged at the succulent lips, both arms wrapped around her lower back to keep her pinned to his desire, he fondled her slick ass cheeks, his lips pressing down firmly on her clit. He grinned against the fleshy numb when Cate shrieked with joy, rapidly he kissed the sensitive budding flesh and her slick labia, his tongue caressed the meaty love nub as Cate's fist pounded on the table.
"YES! YESYESYES!" She cried, her perky erect nipples dangled as her breasts slapped under her chin, her neck straining to watch the man torture her love box with soft wet kisses and flickers of his tongue, "PLEASEPLEASE-YESYESSS-"
The Masseuse slapped her upside-down ass, plugging his middle finger into her slightly gaped asshole to elicit another ear pleasing shriek, he wriggled his tongue between her fleshy pussy lips and nipped at her nub. His tongue sunk down deeper, his firm lips molding her slippery labia to his will as they suckled the flesh, buzzing against them to make the woman scream for more.
Cate drooled with a silly satisfied grin, her emerald eyes sparkled with tears streaming down her face, she cried and begged, her legs trying and failing to wrap behind the man's head as he decided how deep his tongue would tease her eagerly awaiting canal. She stopped thinking about UNITY and HARM, the only thing on her mind was his tongue and how deep he could lick her in honey pot. Her legs sprung out and trembled in synch with her scream, The Masseuse having motorboated her sloppy pussy to the point of another orgasm.
The Masseuse showed no mercy as he tongued Cate's love box, rapidly darting in and out of her honey pot even as the woman wriggled and writhed in his vicelike grasp. He slipped out from underneath Cate's legs, letting the woman's dripping sex have a short reprieve as his hand trailed up along Cate's back, up to the back of her neck where he gripped the nape of her neck.
Cate gasped as she was pulled up by her neck, her cherry red lips were quickly covered in a rough kiss as her eyes shimmered meekly under the cold hard ocean blue Masseuse's eyes. She started gulping as the man filled her mouth with her own arousal with a hint of the sensual oils her rubbed into her. Cate's clit buzzed longingly, she sat up to her knees, the man however forced her back against the table, her legs hanging over the headrest.
The Masseuse took to his oil once more, this time drizzling it across Cate's firm waist, focusing the drizzling in circular patterns over her breasts. His hands caressed and rubbed along her creamy waist teasingly, he soon smeared and massaged her tender breasts, kneading, squeezing, and groping her milky warm flesh. His thumbs and index fingers plucked and twisted her hard pink nipples until they grew soft with the oil. He sucked her right nipple between his lips as his right hand drifted down south, his fingers finding their place deep into her honey pot.
Cate held his face down against her breast as he sucked her nipple hard, his middle and ring fingers were making her legs twitch violently as they wriggled up in her tight pussy. She moaned loudly when he bit down and ground her tit between his teeth, his tongue running all over the nipple. She moaned in his ear as he kissed her breasts, lapping them with his tongue, brushing her nipples rapidly. She gasped and moaned as his kissing trailed up her neck, his lips peppering her cheeks and her lips, she giggled when his lips attacked the crook of her neck, when his hand slipped into her hair she moaned deeply into his mouth when their lips met for a deep kiss.
The Masseuse wriggled his tongue against Cate's, he kept her pinned as his fingers explored further into the tight woman's sloppy pussy. He bit her lower lip and licked up her cheek, when her eyes popped and Cate's lips formed an O, he rapidly attacked the sensitive spot he was looking for, relishing in her shrieking and screaming, her hips bucking madly, her breasts flailing as she squirmed.
Cate's pussy gushed like a broken faucet around the Masseuse's fingers, her feet slipped off the table every time she tried to gain leverage, setting to just twitch madly over the edge. She came in an almost unending orgasm, her eyes started to roll and her tongue lolled out the side of her mouth in a stupefied grin, The Masseuse sped up his fingering assault as he slapped her breasts. Cate opened her mouth to utter another screamed, this time however it came out in a breathless wheeze, The Masseuse's lips covered them in another firm kiss, his tongue rolling in her mouth as she slipped out of consciousness.
The Masseuse pulled back from their wet kiss, smirking with amusement as Cate lied twitching, her soaked and oiled covered body trembling from her most intense orgasm yet. He wiped his hands clean, fishing out a camera from a drawer, he snapped pictures of the woman's lewdly splayed legs and gaping pussy, he snapped shots of her breasts, and of her face stuck in an upside-down orgasmic bliss, her milky white eyes half lidded.
A quick search of her purse and clothing yielded nothing of use, instead he wet his fingers once more with oil, tenderly rubbing Cate's soft folds and still erect clit, dipping into her honeypot to further spread the lubricant, though it wasn't necessary, she was close enough to where he wanted her.
Gently then more forcefully he slapped Cate's breasts and her cheeks, until the woman sat up on her naked ass, blinking and panting.
"I-I'm sorry, that's never happened before." She meekly whispered, her eyes tracing over the now naked Masseuse, her eyes drifted along his fit muscular frame until they landed on the erect slab of meat that was being tapped against her legs.
"Open wide for me, Katlyn," The man tugged her to the edge by her knees, cuffing her chin he brushed his thumb over her lips, "Or can I call you Kate instead of Katlyn?"
Cate's heart raced like a mustang, part in her agonizing arousal demanding that she receive his hot angry throbbing cock between her wet simmering folds, the other being fear of her mission being compromised, but the feeling of his hot slab of meat slapping against her clit made her melt, "Yes, call me Kate- fuck me, fuck me please."
The Masseuse's hand drifted from her chin to her throat, squeezing softly as he forced her head back and slipped his cock between her sticky hot thighs, sighing with relief and slight discomfort as he prodded with short thrusts to give himself more space, "Good, so fucking tight."
Cate moaned and writhe as the man rolled his hips with his thrusts, loosening her walls even as they clenched down around his invading member. A gasp passed through Cate's lips when he thrusted down hard, his balls clapping against the base of her ass, both of his hands gripped her throat in a loose but possessive grip that made her loins burn with lust. She moaned and shrieked with his sudden and fast choppy rhythm, her heels bounced on his thighs and she reached down to grip his ass as he fucked her.
The Masseuse felt heaven between Cate's thighs, his cock rapidly pumped in and out of her pussy in a fast messy rhythm, he squeezed his hands around her throat softly as she moaned, his hands slipped down to her breasts, slapping, squeezing, kneading her soft sensitive nipples as their thighs clapped in synchronization. His thumbs pressed down into her nipples, rolling them rapidly as her moans intensified, the Masseuse started thrusting harder as she started contracting faster around his cock.
"C-cumming!" Cate screamed, her feet dangling behind the Masseuse's head as he fucked her in a press, "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! C-cumming!"
"Good girl, good girl-" He grunted cuffing the back of Cate's head, leaning down closer until their faces were an inch apart, "Cum for me, fucking cum for me-"
Cate's legs shot up and twitched wildly, her scream cut off only by a smothering kiss from The Masseuse, emerald eyes shot out wide as the angry slab of meat twitched violently, squirting hot white bursts of the man's semen into her cervix. The UNITY agent's eyes rolled once more, and her limbs went limp in The Masseuse's grasp.
The Masseuse sucked on Cate's lips for a few lingering moments before releasing the unconscious woman, slipping his cock slowly out from between her legs. He spread her slick pussy, watching with amusement as white hot cum started leaking out from her pussy. With her lips spread The Masseuse took another set of photos of cum leaking from Cate's pussy, the Masseuse lifted Cate's legs and slapped her asscheeks until the woman woke up with a startled look in her eyes.
"I-I did it again!?" Cate's face was flushed with embarrassment as the man stared down at her with an amused look, her heart fluttered when his look turned predatory, his muscular form leering over her, his musk overwhelming as she subconsciously spread her legs once more.
"Be a good girl, have your back facing me."
Cate didn't hesitate for a moment she turned around as she was told, her breath growing heavy as his arms slipped up under her knees, bending her back until his fingers could lock behind the back of her head.
"Good girl, very good." He whispered in her ear huskily, kissing her earlobe, making the Scottswoman shudder pleasantly, "Put my cock up your ass."
Cate's off hand stroked the rapidly hardening slab of meat, she rubbed the head of his cock between the crack of her ass and positioned it right underneath her slick orifice, "Ohhh, it-it won't fit-"
"I'll make room," The Masseuse slid the tip of his cock up into the contracting hole, grinning as Cate moaned and squealed, "You're such a good girl Kate, take deep breathes."
Cate breathed and squealed softly as the oil lubricant from before made her tight orifice more accommodating, she gasped as the Masseuse sunk her down further unto his erection, his fingers now gripping her hair, pulling her head back as he trailed kisses along her neck. When his thrusting started, her eyes crossed as she squealed in his ear, reaching behind to hold onto his arm grasping her hair, she panted doggedly as his hips made her bubbly ass ripple with every thrust.
The Masseuse released her hair and brought his hands back to her bountiful breasts, massaging her sensitive breasts, he squeezed them together and dug his fingers in deep, making Cate hollow out her lungs in an ear pleasing holler. His thumbs rapidly rolled and rubbed into her slick erect nipples, her whimpers and mewls made him thrust harder, his balls clapping against her inner thighs. He sucked in Cate's pierced earlobe, biting down and nibbling the soft flesh, his left hand shot down between Cate's legs and furiously rubbed her clit.
The Scottish woman howled with another orgasmic scream, her juices spraying onto the floor and her feet in a sticky mess, Cate fully leaned back into the Masseuse as he did not relent on rubbing her pulsating clit. The Masseuse's arm wrapped around her waist in an embrace as her eyes rolled back, her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth. He lightly slapped the woman's cheek, keeping her from falling unconscious again, he kept a firm grip on her chin and roughly kissed Cate, catching her loose tongue between his lips, sucking on the woman's tongue as she melted like putty against him.
Cate's whole body burned with arousal she had never known, she didn't want this man to stop fucking her against the table, she wanted him to keep fucking her until she blacked out. Affectionately, Cate stroked the man's cheek with her off hand, her right hand had gone behind his head, dragging her fingers across his scalp as she moaned into his mouth.
The Masseuse slipped his throbbing cock from Cate's gaping asshole, he guided her by the hips back onto the table. He set a cylindrical pillow underneath Cate, allowing her to bend herself over it, her perfectly shaped ass propped up in the air. Cate shook her ass for The Masseuse playfully, his hands groped and kneaded the pliable flesh with a grin, running his hands over the palm prints that he had left before on her ass. Cate yelped once more when he fitted those palm prints, brightening the already red slap marks on Cate's asscheeks. Teasingly, he rubbed the head of his cock against Cate's seeping pussy lips, prodding with the head of his cock but refusing to enter.
Cate gyrated her hips in rotating motions, rubbing up against the man's slick dickhead, she glanced back and winked, biting on her sore bottom lip as the man pressed forward into familiar territory. When the Masseuse began to sink himself back into her cum packed pussy, Cate gripped the headrest with a gasp, her eyes crossing as her clit and slick labia buzzed with familiar pleasure, she bit down on the headrest when he thrusted down fast and clapped her ass.
The Masseuse rotated his hips, stirring his cock in her thoroughly pounded honeypot, he moaned softly in Cate's ear, cuffing the woman's chin as she leaned backwards, offering her neck for him to kiss and nibble. The man's lips kneaded near Cate's pulse, delighting in how she moaned and whimpered, her hands clamoring to hold onto his shoulders, and to scratch at his scalp. He rolled his hips forward in a slow build up, squeezing soft pleading whimpers from Cate as his cock rubbed between her already sensitive contracting walls.
Cate mewled impatiently, trying to thrust back against her lover as he tortured her with this suddenly drawn-out foreplay, she whimpered and batted her eyes up at the Masseuse, "Please, please fuck me-"
"You want me to fuck you hard? Katlyn?" He asked cuffing her chin, leaning down until their lips hovered only centimeters apart.
"Fuck me hard," Cate pleaded, nipping at the air between their lips, "make me blackout again, please?"
The Masseuse nipped back, catching her lower lip, nipping at the swelling flesh until Cate licked his lip, moaning warmly in his face. With a final love tug, he released her bottom lip and held Cate down by the nape of her neck, his left hand tailed along her smooth back with serpentine caressing, at the base of her ass his thumb sunk into her dimple of Venus, his right hand doing the same.
Cate's eye nearly crossed with the sudden thrust, biting her sore lip, both hands firmly held unto the table as the Masseuse's hips started thrusting faster and faster. Cate Archer let out a shaking moan, her hair bouncing freely, her nipples rubbed against the table with every brush of her bouncing breasts, her slick pussy was sucking in the Masseuse's cock with a slippery vice-like grip.
The Masseuse wrapped a hand around Cate's throat and pulled her back up, squeezing possessively as she moaned with satisfaction. Usually he'd make a target blackout once or twice for HARM to gather blackmail or to hold captive for ransom, yet he was enjoying Volokov's mortal enemy too much to take up his bounty, the mama's boy was not going to like being robbed of his prize, but he should be happy that she was no longer going to be a problem, instead she was going to be his personal plaything.
The man caressed up along Cate's inner thigh with his left hand, rubbing his thumb against her clit furiously, delighting the yelp and pleading for his to rub her faster. Cate's body was soaked in the specialized aphrodisiac oil reserved for female targets, her body was crying out for sensations, it made her all the more susceptible to his commands.
"Rub yourself Cate Archer," He whispered in her ear, bringing her hand down to join his hand, "rub yourself nice and hard for me."
Cate, too caught up in satisfying her enhanced libido did not recognize her own name, instead only hearing the Masseuse's command and reflexively rubbing herself out of practiced reflex. Without even being told to, both of Cate's hands were between her legs, rubbing her clit and labia rapidly as The Masseuse bent her forward again, pressing her face against the table. She panted like a bitch in heat, her tongue laid out onto the table as her pussy was being pumped rapidly by The Masseuse, her eyes crossed together with a stupefied expression.
The Masseuse slapped Cate's jiggling asscheeks to his heart's content, eliciting high pitched squeals with every slap, he pulled her child rearing hips back and forth with every thrust, his cock throbbing between her tight juicy walls, slipping deeper into her cervix. He pulled back up into a kneeling position, wrapping his arm around her shoulders as he pounded into her babymaker with reckless abandon.
Cate screamed sharply as she orgasmed wildly, rubbing his clit hastily, her juices spraying around the man's pistoning cock like sprinklers. The woman's eyes flickered on their own volition, starting to roll back as The Masseuse's load painted her womb white once more, she gasped and moaned absentmindedly into blissful oblivion, relishing the feeling of his hot creamy seed filled her up, seeping out between his cock and her simmering labia.
The Masseuse stroked Cate's hair affectionately, his arm having slipped up along her neck, squeezing tightly in a sleeper hold to make sure the UNITY spy would be unconscious. He kissed Cate on the cheek, slipping his cock free of her loosening grip, unable to resist the chance, he took more pictures of the final outcome of his treatment being used on Cate Archer, finally subduing her without so much as a bullet being shot.
Pressing a hidden button near a set of scented candles revealed a hidden passage down below, taking precaution, The Masseuse cuffed Cate's hands behind her back and carefully set her down into a padded cart he'd use on his quarries. Tossing in her purse and clothing into a basket hanging off the side of the cart, The Masseuse then disappeared, pushing the cart with Cate Archer bounded down the passage, disappearing when the wall closed.
Hours later…
Despite wishing to be more acquainted with his more recent catch, The Masseuse had more women to add to his thrall. Under the massage parlor, down into a secret basement is where he kept his trophy harem. Bound up, soaked in the aphrodisiac oils, eyes hidden behind blinders and strapped to his specially crafted vibrator saddles. The women were buckled down by their thighs, with a constantly buzzing vibrator stimulating their sex-drive, the longer they straddled the sex toy, the more obedient they became as their addiction to the oil and the sextoy cultivated.
That is where he left his new prize, Cate Archer. Straddling the vibrating horse saddle, riding enthusiastically with her tongue hanging out, her moans joining in with the chorus of a dozen kidnapped women; diplomats, movie stars, and one spy from UNITY reduced to babbling and orgasming.
The Masseuse grunted as he thrusted into a girl he was working on, an Indian ambassador's daughter, lonely and bored, sneaking out of the embassy for a massage and a bit of fun. He massaged the woman's round brown breasts, tweaking her dark black nipples as she cried out in Hindu, begging him to fuck her harder and harder, her tight caramel brown ass rippling as she thrusted back into his hips.
She was an anxious, desperate for some fun and taboo in her life, something The Masseuse was all to happy to give her, and keep giving to her until her father paid .M.S' fee.
What The Masseuse did not notice as he brought the Indian ambassador's daughter to her toe-curling orgasm, was that the false wall behind him had begun to open up. Just as he was preparing to blast her babymaker with his own seed, prepared to bring the exhausted little spitfire down to his harem room, a taser was pressed into the back of his neck, forcing him to discharge his seed wildly as his whole body went stiff.
The last thing that The Masseuse saw before going unconscious was none other than Cate Archer standing over him with a thoroughly unamused look on her face.
Cate had managed to remain semi-conscious of herself on the sextoy she had been strapped to, dislocating her thumb, she had slipped out of her cuffs, took off her blinders and tore away the buckles keeping her thighs locked. Reluctantly pulling herself off the affixed vibrator, she dragged herself into a shower area where the sex addicted girls would be cleaned while they waited for their ransoms to be paid and dowsed herself in cold water.
She grimaced looking at the twitching Indian girl bent over the massage table, her pussy was dripping with The Masseuse's seed, an unintended consequence of his tasing, nothing a pill won't fix. Though she felt some selfish reluctance, it was the best sex she had in awhile despite it being used to capture her.
"Hmm," Cate stuff a few bottles of the oils into her pursue and straightened the collar of her jacket, "UNITY won't mind if a few of these bottles were to go missing."