Chapter 4

I did everything in my power not to let my apprehension surface. Externally, I displayed a strong desire to continue our little adventure in the privacy of his bedroom. Choosing a moment to feed him the truth serum, however, had my pulse racing to the point of danger.

Randy did not seem wise to my intent. He led me into his magnificent beach house by hand, radiating a sexual heat that almost caused me to forget my unpleasant task. I did not look forward to slipping him the serum. How he would retaliate caused me to shiver.

It was dark inside. He reached for the lamp, but I stilled him. "No," I whispered, then smoothed my hand over that wonderfully defined chest. My fingertips emitted a shower of tingles that got his Adam's apple to ripple.

Standing in the shadows, I proceeded to strip him. I undid the buttons of his shirt so fluently I surprised myself. I cast my fears aside, remembering the stun-vibrator in my bag. Should

Randy suddenly turn on me, one touch would render him unconscious. That option might simplify the interrogation process, for I could pour the vial's contents into his open mouth. I preferred surprising him rather than subjecting him to the shocking effect of my weapon.

I kissed his hairy chest, paying special homage to his nipples. I puckered each, awakening them with my tongue. Mmmmmmmm. His manly flavor was a treat to my palate. I could easily devour this man whole.

He cupped my ass while I undressed him. His fingers rotated over my shapely buttocks. The electricity disbursed made me swallow roughly. Ohhhhhhhhhh. His touch clouded my mind, bombarded me with delightful chills.

I brushed him with my tits. My nipples, protruding through my evening dress, yearned to make contact with his naked body. Anticipating his lusciously coarse textures, I writhed against his abundant muscle. I loved being enclosed in his brawny arms, a slave to his desire. Ohhhhhhhhhhh.

I opened his pants and let them whisk down his hair-rough legs. The bulge in his silk briefs made my mouth water. Randy had the most beautifully shaped cock in existence. I couldn't wait to get my mouth and pussy on it. This was going to be our sweetest fuck yet.

I reached for that thick profile and gave it an affectionate squeeze. He could see how much I wanted him. I didn't feel my lust stemmed from duty, but originated of its own volition. I groped him for several wordless minutes, enjoying the size of his cock. His balls made inclusion in my hungry grasp. Although my hand was dwarfed by his substantial equipment, I still gained pleasure by encompassing what I could.

Randy grasped as I fondled him. He sincerely enjoyed my fascination with his dick. He leaned toward me, encouraging my sizzling probe.

After a fashion, he hooked his thumbs under the straps to my dress and lifted them from my shoulders. All at once, my tits flew out at him. Those enormous thumbs reached for my distended nipples, circling them in a heart-stopping massage. I sobbed with ecstasy as he stroked me. I enjoyed the moment so intensely it was impossible to align my thoughts to their proper perspective.

Randy's mouth descended upon me. I couldn't have stopped the fierce suck he vented, even if I ordered it. His tongue and lips effected the most delicious thrill. My brain whirred at the lush sensation it afforded me. I sprang to the tips of my toes, offering more of myself to him.

His hands traveled the length of my shivering body. Each section that passed through his fingers started a fire. I was more than ready to receive his ferociously abandoned thrusts. I was so weak with want, it was almost futile to stand; I did, however, possess enough strength in reserve to linger in his clutches.

My entire dress fell to the ground. I stepped out of it, yet retained my panties. Randy, following my example, kept on his silk briefs.

"I'll get us some champagne," he muttered, then left the room.

I was haunted by his absence. I wanted him to stay, yet after he departed, the core of my assignment restored. Randy yielded a dizzying spell on me.

The vial, I thought. I had to fetch it, then mix it into his glass when he wasn't looking. My purse was immediately accessible. I retrieved it, then hid it behind the clock on his night stand. I prayed he wouldn't see it.

Randy returned, brandishing a tray set with a chilled bottle and two glasses. He didn't seem the least wary of finding me sprawled across his bed; I tended to believe he expected me to join him there. He set the tray dangerously close to the clock, yet didn't seem to notice the vial. My heaving breasts commanded his foremost attention.

"Do you like it here?" he asked me as he filled my glass.

I nodded. "It's so beautiful and peaceful, who could resist it?" I accepted the glass and sipped it in my unique fashion, dipping the tip of my tongue. "Mmmmmmmm. I love it."

He studied me carefully. "I could get used to having you with me."

"Oh?"

"It isn't often I meet somebody that keeps me as excited as you do."

I blushed at his compliment. "Thank you. I must admit that you lend inspiration."

He acknowledged my praise with a grin. "As I've previously mentioned, I'm glad to be of service."

He sat beside me in bed. He wasn't making a grab for me, or any other kind of insatiable demand. He simply wanted my company, and I willingly gave it.

For a brief passage of time, he ceased to be one of B.O.N.E.'s most dependable henchmen. Randy Reynolds assumed a much different identity-the man I believed him to be. I saw the satyr, the negotiator, even the host, but there was a warm, sensitive man beneath that glossy veneer. I actually found myself liking him in this strange, new light.

"It must be lonely for you." I blurted my innermost thought. "I mean, being on this island without a set partner."

"That's why I call your service," he explained. "Your people supply me with the thing I need most."

I caressed his thigh. "I don't believe it's for sex, alone. You seem to enjoy companionship."

He shrugged. "In my line of work, companions are an expense I'm not allowed."

His hazel eyes tracked the circles I made with my fingertips. He permitted me to travel his rugged flesh, from his leg to his stomach, and finally his chest. The abundance of his body hair was a visual delight for me. I wove my fingers through it, letting it prickle his senses. He resembled a beast in that respect, while I was the lusciously smooth and soft beauty.

"I want to thank you for selecting me to be your companion this weekend," I admitted. "It's been absolute pleasure."

He picked up my roving hand and brought it to his face. He inserted my thumb in his mouth and sucked tenderly on it. Lightning practically bolted through me. My reaction to him was always very strong. I could almost picture myself falling in love with this man.

That thought frightened me. God, I had a mission to accomplish. I certainly didn't need that complication. It was time to get on with the more pleasant aspects of my assignment. Randy was in a mellow state of mind. He would unknowingly consume the vial of truth serum and be compelled to accurately answer all my questions.

I lifted my glass of champagne off the night stand, then let it slip from my grasp. I must say, it didn't appear the least staged. The spill and the subsequent dropping of my glass appeared to be accidental.

"Shit!" I snapped. "Let me go get a towel and clean that up."

Randy, as I expected, jumped up. "Allow me." He hurried off toward the bathroom.

The second he disappeared through the doorway, I snatched the vial. It burned in my hands from contemplation. I had only a moment to pour an adequate amount in his glass, stir it and replace it in its exact spot. Randy had an excellent memory, and the slightest change in its position could have easily invoked his suspicion.

Before I could remove the cork, Randy's iron-like hand swooped out and seized my wrist. "What do think you're doing?" he demanded in a gruff tone.

Oh, God! I saw the uncivilized glint in his eye, the ugly twist of his mouth. Very little could be said to defend my actions. Unfortunately, he caught me red-handed.

I was hurled onto my back. Randy climbed on top, wrestling me to the pillow. His chest barreled down on me, pinning me helplessly. Both my wrists, including the hand in possession of the vial, were imprisoned in his well-knit grip. My red hair thrashed against the sheets. The weight of his entire body held me at bay. No amount of squirming culminated in freedom.

He gestured to the vial. "You were going to give me that, weren't you?"

I said nothing beyond my gasps and sighs to liberate myself. I worked my hips, straining to slip from beneath him. He scowled, clamping my wrists and exerting more pressure to my groin. My legs and ass yielded to the slamming fury he employed to stifle my efforts. His muscled thighs refused to budge, holding my legs open. "Ohhhhhhhhh."

"What's in there?" he snarled.

"Let go of me!" I hissed through clenched teeth.

He removed the cork with his teeth, then sniffed the liquid. "Truth serum, eh? You're a spy, aren't you? You were going to force me to betray secrets, then report them to your superiors. You bitch."

His label stemmed more from amusement than hostility. Now that he was in control, he could review these details with satisfaction.

His face was an inch from mine. I felt his warm, tingly breath. "Admit to me that was your plan, baby. I want to hear it from those sexy lips of yours."

"No!" I wailed. His male strength enfeebled me. I attempted to wrest free, but, instead, managed to maneuver my groin beneath his midsection. My subsequent struggles hardened his cock. Feeling that king-sized thing grinding into my soft mound, I moaned. I could feel every inch through my skimpy panties. A fine time for our hormones to function of their own accord. I realized it was an involuntary reaction, that having two semi-naked bodies engaged in physical contact would promote this kind of physical behavior, but it did me the least good. His silk briefs hardly offered an adequate barrier between my pussy and his burgeoning dick. Even the large vein of his dick made an indentation to my squishy folds. Ultra-sensitive to the pressure of his hard, bulging cock, I was extremely vulnerable, as it awakened my clit. My consternation was weakened by my abounding attraction to him.

"Won't say?" he muttered, ostensibly glad to see that I was manipulated by fear and strength. "Maybe you need a taste of your own medicine." He moved the open vial toward my mouth. "Drink it."

I flung my face to the extreme opposite side. "Oh, God! Don't make me do that!"

"Come on, baby," he whispered in that low, male register that got me all hot and jittery. "It was perfectly acceptable in your little head for me to swallow this stuff. It's only fair you do the same for me." He pressed his erection in my soft, susceptible middle to stun me into compliance. Those hair-rough thighs held my satin-smooth legs apart, subjecting me to the outline of that ferocious hard-on.

"Keep away!" I sobbed, fear pumping into every cell of my body. None of my writhing seemed to shake that stiff lump from my sensitive crotch. The vial was perched at my lips, ready to spill its liquid content. The truth serum I was about to give him was fast-acting; if I happened to swallow it, undisclosed information about F.U.R. would be in the public domain. I would be at Randy's mercy, furnishing him details that were damaging to our cause.

"Sorry, baby," he muttered. "What's fair is fair." He clutched my chin, forcing my lips apart with that huge thumb, then tilted the vial. "You're going to gulp down every drop."

I willed my teeth to close and pressed my tongue up to reinforce the tiny spaces between mem, but Randy would have none of that. He squeezed me with that incontestable thumb, smirking at my defiance. I knew, inevitably, that he would win. "You jerk!" I gnashed my lips, losing my temper. "You can't do this to me!"

Randy wasn't the least ruffled by my insurgency. He merely used more strength to have me obey his command. The first drops of the liquid splattered my lips, then eventually found its way down my throat. "Good girl. That's it. Finish it."

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" I was overpowered. The fluid went into me until the vial was empty. I had planned on only giving him half; the bastard forced me to drink the whole thing. Shame washed over me. I had been outwitted by an enemy agent, and even worse, made to drain that lie-preventing substance. I could no longer protect F.U.R.'s secrets. Randy's questions would have to be truthfully met.

Randy disposed of the vial, but maintained his position on top of me. My wrists were still captive of those large, doughty hands. He stared at me, waiting for the drug to enter my system.

"Who are you?" he asked after a lapse of time. "What organization do you represent?"

I searched the corridors of my mind for an alibi, but none came. It was as though all doors of escape were shut to me. I closed my eyes, obligated to furnish his requests with fact. When my eyes finally blinked open, I saw his ruggedly handsome face and his sexy eyes. It was an exercise in futility to defy him. I was compelled to tell him the truth. "I'm Vanessa Storm, an agent of F.U.R."

"What does F.U.R. stand for?"

"Female Undercover Ring."

He smiled. "A band of babes, eh? I like that. Makes me kind of horny, thinking they would send you to stop me from making my transactions. That was your assignment, was it not?"

I nodded, disabled from foiling his most damaging inquiry.

"You're incapable of lying to me?"

"I can't," I sighed, my big tits shifting beneath his massive chest, "even if I wanted."

"F.U.R. sure sent me the best of the lot. You're the hottest woman I've had in some while. Even that escort service couldn't find another to match my appetite." He ground his swollen dick into my damp center, satisfying an underlying urge both of us had.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh," I moaned. My clit tingled as that male rigidness smashed itself repeatedly, blocking my escape. He must have noticed my flinching, for he jammed it hard between my legs, then maintained heated friction. Shivers of unanticipated pleasure cancelled my fear as he ground his dick to great effect.

"You like when I do that?" he asked.

There was no chance of perpetuating deception. "Yes, I do. Ohhhhhhhhh."

"Did you enjoy having sex with me? It wasn't merely part of your job. I gave you pleasure, didn't I?"

I nodded, relating, "I loved every minute of it. I still do."

"Hmmmmmm," he mused, stroking me. His big thing lumbered. "The spy who lusted for me, eh?"

"Ooooooh!" I gasped, unable to ignore the waves of ecstasy he rendered. This was no ordinary man kneading my pussy with his big one; Randy was a sexual fantasy come to life. He not only anticipated my inner needs, but flared them. Being with him was a treat to the senses, a roller coaster of thrill. I couldn't get enough of him, and definitely showed it.

"What is F.U.R. planning to do to me?" He gouged more of his stiff cock to my quivering snatch. "Is my place under surveillance?"

I wished he didn't ask me that. "Yes," I had to confess.

"Am I about to be apprehended by the authorities?"

"Tonight would have been the climax to my investigation. You were going to be cross-examined after I administered the truth serum. I was going to make arrangements to have you apprehended."

"Kind of got your hands full now, don't you, baby?" he mentioned, massaging me with dick, making me woozy. "Or should I say, your pussy? Ahhhhhhhhh. It's a shame. I was getting to like you. I even thought about taking you with me on a trip after I completed negotiations. I guess all those plans have to be cancelled. You're going to have to join your buddies over at the compound."

I swallowed hard. "You have other F.U.R. agents imprisoned on the island?"

"I didn't know they were from F.U.R. I wasn't the one to grill them." He paused in his tormenting strokes. "None held a candle to your looks, baby. You're definitely the best they have." He divulged this with a serious mien. "I'm going to hate handing you over to them. I wish we could turn back the clock and start over."

His somber words had me humming with pleasure. Of course, neither of us wanted to be separated now that we had experienced several notches better than anything in our individual pasts. It was an unfortunate situation, being on two opposite sides of the law. Each of us were prevailed upon to do our jobs and execute our responsibilities to our differing organizations. We had to remain impartial to our feelings.

"Ohhhhhhhh," I moaned, affected by the strain of his rigid cock. It pressed so sweetly into my mound I couldn't conceal my excitement. I tried to shake the staggering heat. My pussy burned against his rub. I was enslaved to that magnificent body and all its masculine trappings.

He gripped my forcefully. "I wish there was someway I could recruit you for B.O.N.E. Maybe we could brainwash you so you could work for us, our cause." He worked his massive impression over my soaked panties, each grate emphasizing its size and power. My hips shook around him, my heels digging into the bed. "If you willingly submitted to mind-conditioning, it would simplify matters."

"No. I couldn't. Ohhhhhhhhhhh!"

"There's got to be some way to keep your mouth shut. To obey the orders of B.O.N.E."

Tamed, I nodded. The fluttering in my groin increased, radiating to my nipples. They expanded beneath his brawny chest, through my tits. Sweat dampened it, making it cling to my undulating body. My defenses were rapidly collapsing. I was hot, feverish-and getting extremely horny.

"I don't want to surrender you to our interrogation unit, Vanessa," he gasped, peering down at my ravaged expression. "I want you stay with me. Does it matter that much to remain with F.U.R. when you could have all this splendor and me?"

I tried to brace myself from his intoxicating influence, but his bulging equipment continued its weakening massage. I filled my lungs with air and rolled my head from side to side, battling its delicious effect-but to no end. The warm, coercive irritation of his stiff cock exacted it toll.

"Ohhhhhhhh, oh, God! Uhhhhhhhh! Ugghhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I came, squeaking air as he bore down upon me. Cunt juice seeped from my swollen pussy lips, soaking my panties. I slammed my feet to the bed and clawed my fingers. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Reflexively, I pelted him with my climaxing cunt, gulping air as I convulsed. He stood his ground, molding himself to me, sustaining a furious closeness.

Even as the intensity of my contractions ebbed, I found myself remounting the steep incline of pleasure. I blinked into his determined hazel eyes and felt strong pulsations of lust.

"I can't abandon my cause," I confessed with a sigh. "Even if it means not having you."

"I don't accept that, baby. Not when it feels so fucking good." He worked his dick faster, urging me to cum again. "Why not make it easier on yourself and give in to it."

I curved my wrists, but his fists were steel bonds. As I ceased struggling, he brought the strenuous notch of his cock and heavy balls to my trembling pussy. My clit baked with hot juice, my pussy lips seared by the shape of his hard-on. No matter how I tried, the commotion agitated my love button.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh," I gasped, then was cut short by the drowning crest of orgasm. "Ohhhhhh! Ooooohhhhhh! Oh! Ohhh!" I swallowed hard, my breathing uneven as I was overcome by spasms. I peaked stronger than before, sharply expelling my breath. Gradually, my ass cheeks sank in sweet submission. Still he held his inflamed crotch to me with crushing force.

I appealed to his virile stare, but he was having none of it. His wedge of cock wriggled across my orgasm-ridden mound, cultivating that sensual tickle. His moist forehead dripped with sweat. He grunted sternly into my face.

He built me to a new frenzy. "It could be like this every night, every morning-throughout the day. Come on, Vanessa. I know it's a difficult choice, but follow the advice of your body. Go with sexual instinct." I could tell from his expression that he was being far too severe in his measures, but he couldn't stop himself. He was drawn to my supple flesh and the way I came in powerful, drenching waves. My response to his hard flesh was automatic and uncontrollable. Though he tried not to show it, my contractions flowed through him like electricity, keeping his cock up and throbbing. He'd silenced my protests by turning up the flame between my sexy legs. My panting expression and sopping cunt told him I would eventually cooperate. The ravages of orgasm had eroded my strong will-but to his own detriment. He was close to blowing in his shorts, feeling me cum. He barely managed to repress the urge. Peering into those hazel eyes and that clamped mouth, I saw that he was beyond the point of self-restraint needed to remove his thing from my delicate pubic area.

My red hair spilled over my fragile shoulders as I mildly fought. The rapid pounding of my heart vibrated through his chest, smothered by my big tits. The pinpoints of my aroused nipples made themselves known. As I came, I pushed my climaxing pussy to his bulging dick. My riddling seizure was vivid and affecting. He rubbed me hard, letting the protruding shape of his male equipment further wilt my resistance. He recognized the location of my clit as he ground himself into my lush pubic groove, lazily smashing the jutting vein of his cock's underside.

"God-you're going to make me cum again!"

"Oh, yeah," he grunted, taking pleasure in my torment. "I can see that. Go ahead, do it again." The twitch that traveled to his balls bombarded him. "We'll stay like this until I change your mind."

"Ohhhhhh!" I whimpered. "Arrgghhhhh! Argghhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Yeah! Cum! Cum!" Randy slammed his massive organ to my reactive one. I tilted my head, widening my lips into a distraught circle, and rocked my trapped hips wildly to his. His hard-on pressed into my pelting mound. Wetness from my pussy seeped through the thin material of my panties, smearing him with my cunt juice. The sway of my flesh and intense arousal eclipsed his sense of justice. He ached to sink himself into my warm, excited body. "You like that, don't you? You're in pretty bad shape. Horny for some real cock, huh? Uhhhhhhh. I'll bet my big dick would feel great in your pussy right now."

Weakly, I nodded. I was choked with desire. The atmosphere was dizzying. He leaned on his elbow, allowing me to yank his briefs over his muscular buttocks. Those silken shorts slid easily over his waist and flexed buns. When I seized his cock, a gasp tore from my lips. I loved how huge he was. He stretched spaciously in my grip. A pulse beat wildly in my throat as I massaged him.

"Hurry," he muttered as heat gathered in his loins. "Get me inside your pussy. I've got to get in there."

"Yes!" I was hoarse, discarding my panties with a kick. "I want to feel you, all of you, smashed in my cunt."

Randy took a glimpse of that fur covering between my sumptuous thighs and experienced a potent jump of lust. Depleted of self-discipline, he pulled me hungrily toward his man's body. "You will feel it all, baby," he muttered, then submerged his dick into my quivering cunt. "You're going to feel my whole fucking cock."

"Oh! Oh God!" I cried, overwhelmed by its shattering ecstasy. I was robbed of breath as he squeezed my ass cheeks and pushed himself deep in my warm snatch. Shaking, I opened myself wide to receive him. The silken fit of hard dick sliding high in my naked flesh made me sputter. "Ooooohhh! Oh, Randy. Jesus."

The tight walls of my pussy compressed his fat member, causing him to tremble. "Christ, you're like a drum." Still he eased himself into my moist, narrow channel. Once fully sheathed in my buttery warmth, he worked his cock. The heat and moisture of my snatch transfused his balls as his thick stem held to my engorged cunt lips. "Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!" He began running his club-shaped cock through my well-oiled love tunnel, huffing as he went. He passed through my cunt ring with satisfying, labored strokes. "Ahhhhhh! I've got to get you to switch sides. I need more of this. Much more. No woman has gotten me as hot as you do. You're the best piece of ass I've ever had. Ahhhhhhhhh."

I arched my back and tossed my hot pussy at him with resurgent force. I strained my buttocks from the bed to rise and meet his thrusting dick. The sound of solid cock slicing into squish ripped from our plastered groins, obliterating the air of contradiction.

"Ohhhh! Fuck me!" Randy rasped, filling my slot. "Grab my big thing with your wet snatch! Make yourself tighter, ahhhhhh!" He was lost plunging in my hot squish. "Feels good inside your cunt. Uhhhhh. I'm gonna cum so hard in your pussy, and so fucking much."

He thrust with abandon into my lubricated flesh, our bodies slapping. Not a word of spoken protest-only the short, frenzied gasps of pleasure. Encouraged, he seized me by the shoulders and pulled my sweet nakedness securely to himself. Our groins crushed, his dick embedded in my scalding pussy.

I suppose, at this juncture, he saw no reason to neglect that lust he had summoned. Pinned beneath him, getting nailed by that big cock, it wasn't as though I was going anywhere. Randy had his large, encompassing hands on my butt, if nothing else.

For a few seconds, he intensively stroked my sopping cunthole, letting his cock dwell in my pussy. "Doesn't it feel great, huh? Mmmmmm. I'm going to fuck you so good, and make you cum so hard!"

Consumed with fever, I hurled myself at his chest, exposing my nipples to that abundant wealth of hair. Rivulets of moisture clung to my nipples. Urgently, I pulled him onto me, branding him with their honed texture. Undulating, my swollen nuggets became entangled in his matting. Shivers of delight raced through my blistering flesh. Moaning, I wrapped my sleek legs about his muscled thighs. This totally submissive position enabled me to take his burrowing cock. I rubbed my eraser-thick nipples against his heavy growth of chest hair to produce lightning shocks to my system. He groaned as I skimmed them along the raspy grain of his torso. The feeling was so incredible I let out a wanton sigh.

Randy took command and pumped my hot, slippery cunt. His strokes were hard, masterful, possessing-making my fevered body acutely aware of his cock. "Ahhhhhhh, give me that pussy. Shove it toward my dick! Make it slick with your juice. Oh, yeah, baby, ahhhhhhhh! I like the way you fuck. You really know how to satisfy a man. Here, let me give you some back. Ahhhhhhh. Want more? I'll fuck you good and hard! When we're finished, you're going to do everything I say. You're going to submit to the brainwashing ordeal. You'll do it for me. You'll be tingling with pleasure, too satisfied to refuse." His voice dropped as he groaned, "Besides, it won't work unless you're completely consensual. You have to want it, baby. And I know you'll agree, as long as I give you more of this." He rammed himself into me, strong and sure. "Yeah. Ahhhhhhhh."

"I'm going to cum again!" I cried, sweat oozing from my face as he buried himself to the hilt.

My soaked cunt lips tightened around his dick, then violent spasms drove my body. He clutched me, enjoying the battering charge of my contractions, pulling and tugging at his excited cock.

"See how good that feels when my dick goes into your pussy," he grunted, proud of his male equipment. He noticed his own ragged breath and the phenomenon in his groin at its apex. "Christ, I'm going to shoot-"

"Ooooohhh, fire when ready!"

He could not delay his orgasm another second. Plunging deeply into my nectar-rich cuntal membranes, he spurted. "Uugghhh! Ugghhhhh!"

He heaved deliriously into my gelatinous center, ridding himself of his balls' liquid content. Volcanic seed poured into my absorbent pussy, his burst was dense and plentiful.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I closed my eyes and experienced yet another orgasm. He felt my pussy wringing his trunk, taking advantage of that last twist of necessary hardness.

He grinned, letting me savor his cock. "Yeah, that is good, huh? Go on. Ahhhhhhh, it's all yours. Squeeze it, take it."

I was shaking. I think the truth serum helped me recognize the strength of my desire for him. Even my body did not have the capacity to lie: Randy had tweaked it with pleasure.

He rolled off me, intensely gratified. "I think that just demonstrated how much we need each other. That was fucking great." He took his semi-hard cock in his fist and pumped it. "Jesus. I'm still shaking from it. You're incredible, baby. There's nothing like getting some pussy from one of F.U.R.'s top agents."

I trembled, rotating my palms over my highly sensitive nipples. After having that enormous cock crammed between my legs, I endured a throbbing vacancy. I wanted it back, where it belonged.

Randy let go of his dick, then snatched up the phone. His grin of confidence informed me he was going along with his disclosed plan. A sequence of numbers was punched. I studied his virile profile as he awaited his party on the other end of the line.

"Have the limo here in ten minutes. We're going to the compound-me and my little guest."

I started to panic. If I did nothing, Randy would deliver me in the hands of enemy forces, who would put me through a mind-altering process. I could not undergo such a procedure-even if it meant never having Randy again. Deserting my country was not within my will.

Beside the bed was my bag. I fished for my stun-vibrator. Time was of the essence for retaliation-before Randy's driver arrived.

My reflexes were still sharp. I hit the switch and brought the weapon up into view. Randy saw it coming, yet did not identify it as a threat.

"So, you want a little more fun before we have company?" he mused. "You've got an appetite like mine: enough is never enough."

"How true."

I lashed out with the stun-vibrator, touching his chest. His handsome face instantly twisted with pain. "Uhhhhhhh! You bitch-" he yelled as the fragmenting jolts entered his body. He thrashed about, shocked into unconsciousness.

I had to be careful that those long, strapping arms didn't graze me while I administered the voltage. I fed him a dose that would put him out for an hour.

Randy didn't totally succumb. Although he was definitely affected by the stun-vibrator, he wasn't entirely asleep. The purpose of the contraption-which was deceptively designed as a sexual device-was to deliver ample voltage to knock out an aggressive foe. I had shored up enough electrical energy to drop a horse-or so I thought. He fought its sapping impact, shifting aimlessly across the bed. I attributed his ability to withstand the shock to a powerful constitution. Randy's hulking figure had probably encountered worse in his travails with B.O.N.E. A man of lesser brawn could not have that ability. He rolled about, muttering unintelligible things, clutching his stomach, gasping for air. The pain that seared through him robbed him of all awareness. Undoubtedly, that rebellious core of his struggled to overcome the electrical blow to his system. I wasn't so concerned he was still conscious; the important thing was that I rendered him harmless to me.

"Sorry, baby," I stated to his restless body, "but we're going to have to cancel our date. I don't think I care to be brainwashed."

I took out a pair of handcuffs from my bag. Restraining Randy was of necessity. I couldn't risk his swift recovery from the jolt I gave him. He was much easier to handle in the shape he was he presently in. I slipped on the cuffs, threading them through the solid oak grills of the headboard.

I dipped back into my bag and retrieved my Watchman, then activated the secret switch. I had to contact F.U.R. headquarters and apprise them of recent events. The image of Julianna, that Jamaican of model quality, became visible on my screen.

"Vanessa, what's happened?" she asked, startled to see my disheveled state.

"I ran into a little snag," I relayed. "Randy caught me trying to slip him the truth serum. He made me take it, and he now knows of our plan."

"Jesus. Should I send help?"

"That would probably be a good idea. I don't know how long I can handle Randy. He's going to be hostile when he awakes."

"Did you stun him?"

"I didn't have any choice. He was about to take me to B.O.N.E. headquarters and have me brainwashed."

"Maybe we ought to let them lead us there. We could do a blanket arrest."

"Bring plenty of stun-vibrators. These guys are something else."

"Will do."

I had just signed off when I heard the crack of wood behind me. Before my brain had time to register, Randy hurled his chained arms down around me. Growling, he tightened his hold.

"Oh, no!" I gasped, numb with panic at the sight of his manacled wrists. Oh, my God! The charge I gave him had worn off. He was every bit as powerful as before. I tried to reclaim my stun-vibrator, but it wasn't within reach. I had foolishly dropped it back into my bag.

"Get the key!" he barked tersely, immune to my violent trembling.

"No," I said, fighting back my fear. I refused to obey him, even as his prisoner. It was useless to struggle. Pinned against Randy's wall of muscle, winded from the strength he wielded, there was no avenue of escape.

"Bitch," he growled through clenched teeth. "Thought you put me out of commission. It takes a lot more than an electric shock to stop B.O.N.E." Those bulging biceps were nearly crushing. "You're going to get these fucking handcuffs off me-or I'm going to have to hurt you."

I realized he had no intention of releasing me until I fetched them. His muscled arms stayed locked. I moaned against their powerful swell. His man's body was wet from the heat and exertions required to break through that slat. Foolishly, I had underestimated his male strength and ability to defeat the crippling effect of the stun-vibrator.

I dragged air out of my lungs, nearing hyperventilation. My confidence fractured, I felt all too vulnerable naked in his embrace. With our unclothed flesh rocking together, I was reminded that just a short while before, his cock had been hard and getting me off. The fucking had been so satisfying, it was difficult to imagine anything else.

Randy's appetite had deserted him. He was angry and demanded to be freed. "Come on-we're getting that key."

Using force, he lugged me over to the other side of the bed. "It's in there, isn't it?" he gestured to my bag.

Movement was hindered by the awkward position fate had imposed. We stumbled, our legs competently functioning. Every step they took, however, rubbed our skin heatedly.

My clit tingled. It wasn't amazing sex had intruded on my stricken thoughts. The thud of his flaccid equipment on my ass had much to do with it. I kept thinking about how great it felt ramming into me while erect. His cock had gone high into my pussy, giving me the satisfaction I'd yearned. Ohhhhhhhh, Randy was such a good fuck.

Randy reminded me with a jab of muscle that I was his prisoner. Because my arms were clipped, I could do little more than allow myself to be dragged. I outwardly refused to cooperate. If I sped his freedom, I would only succeed in shortening my own.

Randy did not seem to care that I wasn't shuffling along with him. He possessed enough strength to hurl me across the room, should the whim suit him. That didn't stop me from making my self as cumbersome as possible. I was silently combative, praying my reinforcements from F.U.R. would arrive at any moment.

"I should never have trusted you," he growled. "I can't believe how pathetically stupid I was."

"We all make mistakes," I snipped.

"Yeah, but you're going to be sorry for making yours-I'll see to that. Get that goddamn key, baby, and maybe I'll go easy."

I made an equivalently ugly face. "Eat shit."

"Tough talk isn't going to bail you out. Your ass is mine when I get these fuckers off."

'They'll rust on you before I give any help."

"Fine. We'll both kneel."

T won't!"

"Do it!" he ordered.

I shuddered. I had never heard such a dangerous tone. He crushed me to his naked wall of sinew. From the size of Randy's admirable biceps, I was hardly in the bargaining position.

I forced my knees to comply. My nude buttocks pressed against his deflated cock. My back was flattened to the muscular contours of his furry chest. I bowed forward. Instantly, his arms tightened around my tits and arms. I began to sweat, the wetness dripping into my cleavage and across my nipples.

"Come on!"

"I'm trying," I insisted, though my attempt wasn't sincere.

We had worked ourselves downward when I slipped and landed painfully on my knees in a wounded cry. Randy lost his balance as well and fell behind me. As he plunged, instinct took over and he threw his legs under him. I landed on his lap, draping my silken thighs over his hairy ones.

"Ohhhhhh," I murmured. We were hugging, naked. It was just like when we were fucking. It amazed me that despite his militant behavior, I continually drifted back to our heated session. Randy was a very attractive man. "Ohhhhhhh."

Randy frowned at my whimper. He conserved his crustiness with the intention of freeing himself. "Did it on purpose, didn't you?" he growled, his tone empty of the tenderness I'd once gotten.

I remembered when the stun-vibrator had once been turned on me, there had been a side effect. While it was a notable little invention in rendering people unconscious, it also happened to heighten their sexual awareness. When shocked with it, I woke up in one of the horniest swelters ever. I invited two male guards to fuck me until I came several times before I could shake that disturbance to my stimulus. An insatiable itch plagued my pussy the-likes of which I had never endured.

When Randy felt my tits, soft and bulging beneath his grip, I received the impression the stun-vibrator's post-influence had begun. Tremors of desire seemed to overrule his emotions.

This was the very ruse I needed to buy additional time. Julianna would be breaking down the door with F.U.R. agents relatively soon. I had to distract him anyway I could; my prime distraction happened to be sex.

"Oh, Randy," I sighed, reaching between his legs. His cock was semi-erect, smelling faint of my juices. I pumped him with my fist, making him burgeon to full size. "Yes, I want you hard-big and hard-like before."

"We don't have time, baby," he grumbled, though without conviction. I seductively wriggled against him. I made myself too delicious a piece to ignore. I had driven him out of his mind with that hot pussy of mine. I made him recall its satiny fit, the way it stroked his dick.

I watched his cock come to a stand. "Ohhhhh." My gasp was genuine. I knew my mewing was originally by design, but I couldn't get over how huge that thing of his was, and how great it felt when it spoke to my body.

Randy let out a groan as I masturbated him. My velvety touch seduced him. He got big, throbbing around my coiled fingers.

"Damn you," he muttered, "I'm going to have to do you."

Shaking with desire, I gravitated his bulbous cockhead to my soaked cunt lips. Dampness dripped from my slit, greeting his hard dick. With one hand directing his shaft and the other petting his balls, I inserted him in my pussy. Randy's huge thing slithered up my snatch in a hungry yawn.

"Ohhhhh!" I gritted my teeth, seduced by its crush. "Ohhh! Yes! Oh, yes, Randy! Mmmmm!"

I jerked my hips, letting him move in and out. I trailed the protruding vein of his cock's underside, feeling its strong pulse. I moaned, working his dick into my body. He had such a nice, big one to massage my sodden cunt. God, I could literally fuck this man for hours, he really turned me on!

Randy's mighty hold diminished. Loosening the curtailing pressure around my arms, he brought his hands up to my mouth. He groaned at the hot grab of my pussy. He exhaled deeply as my snatch covered his shaft and swallowed him whole. "Does that feel good, huh? You like that? I see how much you do." He jerked his hips, forcing cock into my cunt. "Why did you have to resist me before? Why can't you admit you want me always? Let me brainwash you, baby. Let me make you mine forever. Come on, fuck me, babe. Fuck my meat, uhhhh, uhhhhh!"

I saw the metal cuffs binding his wrists-as well as the curling tufts of hair that encircled them. I sank with a shivering groan on his hard cock, letting its thickness split my squishy core. Humping his dick in writhing splendor, I made the handcuffs clink. Ohhhhhhh! His huge member burned like a hot, steel rod inside me. "Give it to me!" I rasped. "Give it to me!"

In a frenzy, I took his thumb into my mouth and sucked it. I felt him shudder as I nibbled it. His mounting tremors were an outgrowth of their raging excitement. My tongue lapped at his other fingers to indicate my fascination included this part of him.

"Mmmmmmm," I trembled around his cock. I lapped his thumb, then went down on it. Simulating a blow job, I knew I was intensifying Randy's pleasure. I flicked and sucked, making it look as though I was blowing him. Meanwhile, I ground my pussy to his thick trunk, stretching myself wide to receive him. "Oh, Christ. Ohhhhhhhhhh. You're so fucking thick, baby. So wide. Ohhhhhhhhhh." His balls were smashed up against my ass as he went into my pussy's furthest reaches. "Yeah. Go deep. Ohhhhhhhh."

Randy took huge gulps of air as my lush ass dropped and lifted on his cock. He seemed to love fucking in this position-it made my cunt feel all the more tight. "Ahhhhh! Oh, baby. Ahhhhhhh!" I'm sure he felt me blow air from my diaphragm as I jammed myself full of cock. "Want more? Here it comes, baby," he murmured into my ear, sliding that monster into place. He reared back, then sliced his dick through juicy tissue. I moaned loudly, shivering violently.

"Fuck me!" I ordered. "Fuck me as hard as you can! Fuck me with your big dick!"

"Gonna pop my nut, babe," he said hoarsely. "Gonna juice your pussy. You want it, baby?" He pumped my harder. "You want it, baby?" His strong arms were more tenacious. .

"Yes!" I cried. "Oh, yes! Ohhhhhh! Cum in me! Cream me! Oh, God."

Randy choked. "You're gonna get it, all right. It's all yours. Ugghhh, here, ugh! Ughhhhhhhh!"

I yanked his cock from my cunt. I caressed its length as he convulsed against my perspiring flesh. Hot cum spurted, gushing onto my heaving stomach and furry bush.

"It's so warm, so thick!" I whimpered, scooping it with my fingers and smearing it on my swollen clit. I rubbed myself into a furor. His slimy substance made me tingle. I focused on his intense expression just before cumming. It had made me horny, feeling that power of 'making a man cum like that, milking his balls of their gooey content. My fingers became more frantic, seeking the core of my heat. I wanted to recapture that peek of total excitement.

Randy, shuddering with orgasm, felt my heavy contractions and heard me noisily jiggle my love button.

"Ohhhhh!" I screamed. "Oh, yes!"

I twitched savagely, cumming harder than I ever had. My pussy bore down, grinding heatedly against his lap. My climax was so stirring that Randy's dick quickly stiffened again.

"Baby, baby, so good, mmmmmmmmmmm."

"Oh, God," I moaned, undulating on Randy's lap. His cock, buried deep in my pussy, was slippery from my hot juices. Jesus, he was so huge.

I cupped his powerful hands, then swung my big tits into their grasp. Craning my head, I saw ecstasy snarl his handsome features. I smoothed over those large paws of his, noticing that he scarcely flinched from the diversion. He passionately enclosed me with those binding arms, guiding my slick descent on his dick. My cunt lips split apart to swallow his heavy shaft.

"Ohhhhhhhh," I sighed. I reached under my writhing buttocks. His balls were swollen with hot cum. How could any man be this resurgent? I wondered. I had sucked him off, then fucked him and fucked him-yet he had plenty left.

My thoughts were stalled by the hunk of meat that entered my pussy. Randy pushed me down so that the entire length was immersed in my juicy twat. Jesus! I saw stars once again. I swore he was the largest of all the men that had fucked me!

I held his cum-swollen balls, applying my feather-soft touch. I heard Randy groan and stiffen, allowing me to sink luxuriantly on his hard cock.

"Oh, yes!" I rhapsodized. Raising and dropping my ass, I panted at the faint thump of groins. His balls slapped to my aroused flesh. I greased his shaft with cunt juice. "Oh, baby, you feel so good in my wet pussy! Ohhhhhhhh. You really know how to get me off big time!"

Randy let me pant on his male equipment, his eyes glazed with ecstasy. He reached up and took my tits in his hands, tweaking my erect nipples. I cried out, responding to the abrupt sensation.

"I love your tits. They're full, soft, more than enough to handle." He plied them gently, reveling in their bounciness.

I purred at his explorative touch. "I like that."

Grinning, he fondled and stroked my hefty mammaries. My thighs flexed to meet his grope. He couldn't keep his hands off them. They were all his to do with as he wished. Now that we were locked together, he aimed to take complete advantage of his situation.

Fever-bright, very wide and glazed with sensuality, my eyes stared at his intense face. He had to continue. We both knew that. He had to go on and on, carrying me to the edge of splendor and over. His hands cupped and kneaded and crushed. Had he tried to stop now, I would have begged in a tormented state of mind of sheer need.

He was aware of the sweet agony in my brain. He could read it in my flaring, misting eyes, hear it in my panting breaths and low moans, feel it in the imperative thrust of my hips. My cunt came down on his cock with gratifying force. My cunt lips sucked heavily at his cock, pulling it deeply in its wet hug.

"I want you, Vanessa," he groaned. "I want you so much. Please, give this assignment up, abandon your cause and join mine. I'll make you happy."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh."

Just as I spent, I saw Julianna, my rescuer from F.U.R., enter the room. She must have thought Randy was choking me, seeing his manacled arms wrapped about my throat. Quickly, she sprang to my defense.

Whack! Julianna brought down the butt of the gun on Randy's forehead. He groaned with the impact, then slumped into unconsciousness.

"God-was he hurting you?" Julianna asked.

I smiled. "Yes. It was kind of fun."

She shook her head. "I should have guessed. There are two more agents out front. We're holding the limousine driver at gun point."

"Good. It's time to invade B.O.N.E. territory."

Julianna gestured at Randy's inert form. "What should we do with him?"

"Handcuffing him doesn't always work. Maybe we'd better drag him into the closet and lock him in there until the others arrive."

Randy's weight challenged Julianna and me. We somehow managed to move him. "This has. been some night for you," she said, tossing me a wink. "This guy looks like a real stud."

"He's even better than he looks," I said, winking back. My pussy ached as proof-but there wasn't time to relate those kinds of details. We had to act quickly and make as few mistakes as possible.

The showdown between B.O.N.E. and F.U.R. was about to begin!