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Warning: Lemon. Sorry I didn't warn you in the previous chapter, but I just forgot. Anyway, you know what to do. Skip this chapter or wait for the next one if you are not comfortable with sex.

Music Lover's Alert: "The Bad Touch" by Bloodhound Gang or "3" by Britney Spears. I really don't like Britney Spears, but it really fits Penguin here. "The Bad Touch" is a more general song for the situation at Rakitan Industries while "3" is more specific to this chapter.

Chapter 6 Blackmailed

It was evening again at Rakitan Industries. As soon as the team leaders broke from their nightly gathering, Penguin sidled up to Sean with Pretty Pictures in tow. "So, have you picked out who you want to infiltrate Pattel Corporation yet?" she asked innocently.

Sean shrugged his shoulders. "Given that this is a stealth operation, The Taminator is an obvious choice. However, her skills also make her a valuable asset to keep here. If anything happens to me, we'll need her to train the others."

The other members of Rakitan Industries meandered out of the room while Penguin smiled and said casually, "That's good. I think that Tam could handle any mission easily, but maybe it's better if she sticks around here to train more operatives." The room was now empty except for the three of them, and Penguin began to stare at him with the same fiery, lustful gaze she had used that morning.

Sean uncomfortably shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "Yeah, that's the idea," he said nervously.

Pretty Pictures gazed at him intently as well. Her dark chocolate eyes scrutinized his lean yet firm jaw, his compact yet powerful biceps, and the flaccid bump at his crotch.

"Change of plans," Penguin said, "We're going to Jessica's room."

Sean blinked. "Um… OK?"

Under most circumstances, she would have corrected Penguin for using her original name instead of her code name, but at the moment it did not seem important. "Come on! Let's go!" Pretty Pictures said with a little squeal of excitement.

With Penguin and Pretty Pictures flanking him on either side, the tree of them walked down the corridor together. Sean cast a longing glance at his own room as they passed it, wondering if Tam was there waiting for him. The trio entered a neatly made room with a few paintings of tropical scenery on the walls. Although it was small like all the other rooms in Rakitan Industries, Pretty Pictures made it seem like a little paradise with her flair for decorating. A few oil lamps sat on her dresser, and she lit them with a match as soon as they entered the room.

Pretty pictures put the match box into the top drawer of her dresser and took out an unopened box of condoms that was close to expiration, but still good. Sean stared at the girls slack-jawed. "Where did you get those?"

Penguin stepped up to Sean and fiddled with the belt on his cargo pants. "Puh-lease! We got them for Joan after her miscarriage in an attempt to convince her to get back into the dating scene, but she refused them. We figured that it would be a shame to waste them, so…"

"I didn't know you wanted me to actually-" Penguin cut him off mid-sentence by smothering his lips with her own. Her kiss was sharp, firm, and overwhelming. He was afraid that she might be drawing blood from his lower lip, but certain that she would do it intentionally if he complained.

Pretty Pictures pulled a little pink dildo out of the drawer and set it beside the condoms. Then, she crept up behind Penguin and snaked her arms around her girlfriend's waist. She nuzzled and licked the side of Penguin's neck, stimulating the nerves there and making Penguin arch her back.

Penguin got Sean's belt loose and untucked his T-shirt. Then, she pulled it over his head to reveal a set of powerful abdominal muscles. Penguin ran her fingers over the firm ridges. It had been so long since she had last touched a man's body that the experience felt entirely new and thrilling to her.

Sean felt his erection growing despite himself. He ran his hands around her waist and pressed the bulge in his pants into the space between her legs. Penguin turned around to face Pretty Pictures, enjoying the friction of four hands on her as she rotated. She ground her soft, round buttocks against Sean's cock as she kissed her girlfriend, sharing a little of Sean's meaty taste with her.

Penguin and Pretty Pictures pulled their shirts over their heads and unhooked each other's bras. Their perky, youthful breasts rubbed against each other as Penguin ground her rear end against Sean's bulging pants. Sean's hands ventured up to Penguin's breasts, and he found them satisfyingly round and full. They were much larger and softer than Tam's breasts, which was odd given Penguin's relatively sharp and hard personality. Penguin was no athlete; she was a diva.

Like all the Noelites, Penguin and Pretty Pictures joined the action team for vigorous training exercises once a week, so they had a little muscle on their bodies, but not enough to show. Instead, they had delightful feminine curves that were typical of most women at Rakitan Industries. Since Penguin watched her weight more carefully than Pretty Pictures, she had a nearly flat stomach while Pretty Pictures looked more like a belly dancer.

Penguin pulled down her girlfriend's skirt, revealing a chocolaty brown orchid with most of the hair shaved away. What little had been left behind was a luxurious black color like the hair on head. Penguin pushed Pretty Pictures gently onto the small bed in the corner of the room and rubbed her sweet spot lovingly. Pretty Pictures suppressed her moans of pleasure as Penguin stimulated the sensitive area.

With her free hand, Penguin undid her jeans and pulled them down to her ankles along with her panties. She stuck her rump in the air as she hovered over Pretty Pictures, inviting Sean to enter her. Then she grabbed the dildo off the dresser and inserted it into Pretty Pictures. Pretty Pictures gasped in delight as she felt the phallus inside her and squirmed underneath Penguin. She threw her arms around Penguin's back to get a little more leverage as she rocked herself on the bed.

Sean slipped off his cargo pants, releasing his huge, throbbing cock. He pinched himself to make sure that this was really happening and that it wasn't just some wet dram, then opened the box of condoms on the dresser. It had been so long since he last used one that he read the instructions just to be safe.

Penguin turned her head to look back at him. "Hurry up! It's not nice to keep a lady waiting," she said impatiently.

"Relax. I'm getting there," Sean replied. The pressure Penguin put on him caused his erection to deflate instantly like a punctured balloon. Sean sighed and opened a condom package carefully so that it would be ready when he rose to the occasion again. He set the condom on Penguin's back, then grabbed her ass with one hand and rubbed his flaccid penis with the other hand. He closed his eyes and did his best to flush Penguin's sharp voice out of his head.

He thought back to a simpler time, a time long before he became Penguin's sex slave through blackmail. He was in the army the first time he had received letters from Joan and Tam. Joan's handwriting was warm and feminine, much like the buttock he now held while Tam's handwriting was compact, efficient, and energetic. He convinced himself that the ass before him must belong to Joan, and his cock swelled to its full size again. He grabbed the condom, slipped it over his member, and plunged it into Penguin's dripping wet pussy. He pumped her slowly at first, then harder.

Penguin quickly succumbed to Sean's powerful rhythm. She gripped the dildo inside her girlfriend and let Sean do all the work. As he pounded her, he transferred his kinetic energy right through Penguin and into the dildo she held for her girlfriend. Both women suppressed screams of ecstasy as their strong male companion rode them like they had never been ridden before.

Pretty Pictures came quickly, and then changed positions so that she could lick Penguin's clit while Sean pumped her. When Penguin came, she collapsed into her girlfriend's arms, giving Sean no choice but to withdraw from her. Unfortunately he had built up quite a load, and he knew that it would become painful if he did not release it soon. "Hey! Aren't you forgetting something! I'm about to get blue balls here," he said, gesturing to the latex-covered appendage protruding from his lower abdomen.

"Finish yourself off," Penguin mumbled with her head buried between her girlfriend's breasts.

"Come on now! This isn't fair."

"Shut up and be grateful, bitch!" Penguin snapped, enunciating every word clearly.

Grudgingly, Sean sat down in a corner of the room and wrapped his hand around his cock. He jerked it until he came into the condom, and then took it off, preserving as much of the fluid as possible inside it. He tied a knot in the condom and then stuffed it a pocket in his cargo pants so that he could dispose of it later. He dressed quickly and left without saying another word to the girls. They were clearly into each other, and he was just an extra sex toy to them. However, it wasn't such a bad trade. Penguin kept her mouth shut about his smelly sheets and he got to release some sexual tension.

Sean snuck through the corridor and made his way back to his own room. When he got there, he found that someone had made his bed for him. There was a note on his pillow. Sean sat down and unfolded the paper to find the compact, efficient, energetic handwriting that he had grown to love over the years.

"Another late night, huh? Next time, come meet me in my room 3"

Sean smiled and set the note aside. He considered going to her, but he knew that he should get some rest because it would look bad on both of them if they had dark circles under their eyes in the morning. Sean undressed and got into bed, savoring the feeling of clean sheets on his skin. As he drifted off to sleep, he thought about Tam and imagined how she must have looked as she bent over his bed and tucked the sheets into place.

Closing Note: I would like to thank my boyfriend and a very awesome girl who is nothing like Jessica or Penguin for inspiring me with the physical dynamics of this lemon. I don't remember her name, but even if I did, I would not disclose it. If you somehow stumbled upon this and are reading it dear, thanks!