Undercover

UndercoverI was asked to volunteer for an undercover assignment and I jumped at thechance. It involved an operation designed to break up a major pornoperation that was feeding stills and videos to several very successful web sites.So far, the agency had been unable to find anything i*****l about the group’s operations. There was no chance of infiltrating anyone into theproduction side because it was too tightly controlled.The only way in would be to insert an agent posing as a bondage model.That’s where I came in. My name is Amanda Adams and although I was almosttwenty-four at the time I easily passed for eighteen. The trick was to makeme look even younger because they liked to use eighteen-year-olds who lookfifteen or sixteen. The fact that I’m 5′ 4″ and weigh 112 pounds helped -I definitely don’t look threatening.I was interviewed four times before being accepted for the assignment. Thefirst interview was with a consulting physiologist, the other’s withincreasingly important administrators within the agency. My final interview waswith the director herself, signifying that the assignment was mine.When I arrived in the director’s outer office her personal assistantgreeted me with a smile. “The director is expecting you Ms. Adams. Please goright in.” I was surprised since long waits in the director’s outer officewere legendary. It wasn’t really an interview. We chatted for a while andthen she shook my hand and wished me good luck.The following morning I reported to a small office in the bowels of theheadquarters annex. A young woman in her late twenties greeted me with asmile. “Hi, Amanda. I’m Kate. Please remove your clothes and we’ll get started.”I stared at her in surprise. “Get started on what? Why do I have to strip?I thought you were just going to trim my hair and color it purple orsomething.”She laughed, “God no! You need much more than that. I’m going to cut andcolor your hair but I’m also going to remove your pubic hair, pierce yournavel and one nipple, and give you a small tattoo. And that’s doing what Ithink is minimally necessary for this assignment.”I stared at her in disbelief. “What would you do if you did everything youthink is necessary?””Pierce both nipples, your outer labia on both sides, your clitoral hood,and maybe your clit. I’d give you a fairly large tattoo on your lower backthat’s all the rage now, and maybe pierce your tongue.”I shivered. “Do you really think all that’s necessary?”She shrugged again. “Who knows? But I was told to do the minimum so that’s what I’ll do. Are you having second thoughts?””Yes. Lots of them. But I’m not going to back out.” I slipped my jacketoff as I followed her through a door at the back of the room. The next roomwas larger. In the dead center of the room was a padded leather table justlike you’d find in a doctor’s office, right down to the stirrups.I hung my jacket on a coat rack just to the right of the door. I removedmy weapon and locked it the gun safe next to the coat rack. Kate watched insilence as I stripped down to bra and panties. Then I took a deep breathand unhooked my bra. Finally, staring at spot on the wall behind Kate, Ipushed my panties down and stepped out of the them.I’m small and slim but I have firm, full breasts and they bounced gentlyas I walked over and climbed onto the table. My skin is olive and Katenodded approvingly. “No tan lines. That’s good. It’s hard to explain how ahomeless girl with no money has time to get a tan.”She put her hand on my knee and I jumped, surprised. I grabbed her wristand lifted her hand off my knee. She smiled gently. “Agent Adams, you’regoing undercover as a bondage model. People will see you nude and fondle you.It’s very likely that you’ll be used sexually, in any number of ways. You’ll also be abused – spanked, whipped, clamps on your nipples – thingslike that. Do you want to change your mind?”I wanted to scream yes as loud as I could. But I just shook my head andreleased her wrist. She stood there, stroking my thighs, while she asked aseries of questions.”I know you’re not a virgin but tell me how many lovers have you had andhow long has it been since you’ve had sex?”I stared over her shoulder. “Three or four. And it’s been nearly sixmonths.””Have you performed oral sex?””Yes.””Have you experienced anal sex?””No.” She frowned at my response.”Have you ever had sex with another woman?””No. Are these questions necessary?””Yes, they are. You will probably experience all of the things I’vementioned. Do you want to change your mind now?”I shook my head stubbornly. Her hands were at the top of my thighs, justresting there, soft and warm against my skin. I was beginning to lubricate.Kate was blonde, slightly taller then me and very slender. I took a goodlook at her for the first time and realized that she was rather pretty.”Are you wet?”I nodded, blushing. “Yes.”She smiled. “Good. It’s a natural reaction when your nude and beingstroked.” She patted my thigh. “Stretch out and we’ll get rid of your pubichair first.”I stretched out and she swung the stirrups up. I placed my feet in themand then she put the attached straps, something you don’t normally see at thedoctor’s office, around my ankles. “I’m strapping you down for tworeasons – to keep you from moving while I shave you and to get you used to beingrestrained.”With my feet secure, she swung the stirrups out to the side, spreading mewide open. Then she drew my arms above my head and attached leatherrestraints to my wrists, pulling them tight. Another strap went around my waist. Iwas totally helpless, totally exposed, and scared. And, although I didn’twant to admit it, even to myself, I was very aroused.Kate trimmed my thick, unruly pubic bush with a pair of scissors. Then shesoaked a face cloth in hot water and placed it over my pubic mound. Shestood next to me, one hand resting on my belly, and let the hot cloth softenmy pubic hair. “Are you scared?”I nodded and licked my lips. “Yes, a little.” Which was a lie. I was damnscared.After a couple of minutes she removed the cloth and spread shaving creamover my mound. I wiggled as her fingers brushed the cream over every inch ofmy vulva. She glanced at me and grinned. “You’re very …. responsive.”She walked over to a cabinet and took out an old fashioned straight razor.She smiled when she saw the look on my face. “Relax, I’m not going to cutoff anything that you really need.””Jesus! You’ve got a weird sense of humor.” I tried, unsuccessfully tokept my voice quavering.She shaved me with deft strokes, cleaning the blade after every swipe. Shewas very good and I didn’t feel a thing. When she was done she washed mewith the same cloth and held a mirror so I could see the results. I wassmooth and bare and I found the sight of my bare vulva shockingly erotic. “Aren’t you going to release me now?”She shook her head. “No, I might as well pierce you first.” I stared atthe ceiling while she pierced me. She used a device similar to the one’sused to pierce ears – on my navel anyway. She ortaköy escort pierced my right nipple the oldfashion way – clamp and needle. She cleaned my nipple with a cotton ballsoaked in alcohol before applying the clamp. It hurt like hell and Iwhimpered as she tightened it.She smiled at me and said, “Good. You have a high pain threshold.” Shestood there, rubbing my belly gently, while the clamp did its work. After aminute or two she pushed a needle thorough the hole in the clamp and I bitmy lip to keep from screaming. Then she removed the clamp and quicklyinserted a delicate gold ring through the hole. She cleaned my nipple withanother cotton ball and the alcohol stung like the devil. I had tears in my eyesbefore she was done.”Are you going to release me now?”She smiled. “In a moment.” Her hand moved down across my belly and myeyes widened as she cupped my vulva. I shook my head. “No, please.””You’re very wet. I think you like this.”I shook my head and whispered, “No!” But I was lying and she knew it. Sheran the tip of her finger along my slit and down to my anus. I shook myhead back and forth and whimpered, “No, please!”She ignored me and continued to run her finger back and forth from my clitto my anus. I started to cry. But when I pushed up against her hand shechuckled softly and leaned to kiss me. I closed my eyes and moaned withpleasure as she gently masturbated me to orgasm.When it was over I lay there and stared up at her in silence. I wasdrenched with perspiration. I smiled but she shook her head and said, “I know youenjoyed that but how are you going to feel when they whip you there?”My smiled disappeared. “I’ll scream but I can take it.”She shook her head with an exasperated expression on her face. “Oh, I haveno doubt you can take it. You’re just as competitive as the rest of them.The problem is I think you’ll like it.”I shook my head. “That’s crazy and you know it.””Really?” She walked to the cabinet and returned with a wide leatherstrap. She doubled it and brought it down between my legs. I screamed as thepain cut through me like a knife. She gave me four more hard strokes thatleft me sobbing. Then she cupped my vulva. “You’re wet. Very wet.” She tossedthe strap aside and began to removed the bindings.I was still crying when I sat up and turned sideways. My hair was dampwith sweat, plastered to my head. She got a hair drier and dried it. Then Imoved onto a stool and she cut it so that it was no more than 3″ longanywhere. It gave me a rather boyish look. Then she had me wet it in the sink andshe dyed it, putting blue streaks all through it.Finally, I stretched out on the table again, on my stomach, with my headresting on my crossed arms and she gave me a little tattoo on my back, justabove the crease between my buttocks. I’d chosen a simple design – a littleflower. “How come you know all of this – piercing and tattooing and all?””I do it on the side.”The tattoo took more than an hour and I dozed, despite the pain. When itwas done she stood up and stretched. Then she patted my buttocks. “All done.”I got up and walked over to a full-length mirror mounted to one side ofthe door. I twisted and turned while I examined the tattoo. I had to admitthat it looked sexy. My appearance was completely changed by the haircut anddye job. I picked up my panties and was about to step into them when shesaid, “No, not yet. Come over here.”She was sitting on the stool I’d sat on while she cut my hair. “Down onyour knees, slave.”When I hesitated she snapped, “Get with it, agent. You’re supposed to be asubmissive bondage model. A fucking slave. Now get down on your knees.”I dropped to my knees and for the next two hours she taught me some commonposes. At the end, I was on my belly, licking her shoes. “Very good, slut.You can get up now.”I got to my feet and stood there with my hands at my sides. “Anything else?”She shook her head. “No, agent. You can go. Good luck.”I walked over to the coat rack and put my clothes on. I stopped at thedoor and turned to face her. “Thanks, Kate.”She smiled sadly and shook her head. “No need to thank me. You’re justanother slut.”I nodded, trying not to let my shock show. Then I turned and walked outthe door.It took me two weeks to make contact. I started by moving into a sleazyroom in a downtown fleabag. Then I got a job working as a topless barmaid ata strip joint not far from where our friends had their studio.One of the guys saw me and asked me if I was interested in doing video.”For more money than you’ll make here.”I pretended to be indifferent but I let him talk me into trying out. Thenext morning I went to the studio, arriving shortly after 10:00 a.m. When Iwalked in a rather attractive woman in her thirties glanced at me andsmiled. “You must be the new bitch. Take your clothes off.”The air conditioning was cranked way up and I stood there, naked andshivering, while she looked me over. “Nice body. Small, but very nice.” Shetweaked my nipples, which were hard and pointy from the cold, and grinned. “Very sensitive.”She sat down and pulled me onto her lap. I sat there and let her fondle mewhile she told me that I’d be paid $200 an hour, four hour minimum. “You’ll be fucked and abused and we expect you to take it. And we want you tocry and scream and beg. All of our people are clean. You’ll need to get ablood test.” She wrote a name and address on a slip of paper. “Go see thisdoctor. He’ll get the test done and have the results in two days.”I left and went straight to the doctor’s office. He drew blood and said he’d have the results in forty-eight hours. I went back to the bar and workeduntil the woman came in a couple of days later and told me I was clean. “You do your first video tomorrow.”I arrived at 10:00 a.m. and the woman, Nell, took me right into thestudio.I undressed and followed her over to the set. Another girl, a slenderblonde who looked no more than fifteen was already there. She had that awkward,coltish look that many adolescent girls have. Nell introduced us. Theblonde’s name was Sue. She said she was a freshman at the university.When I asked she said, “I’m doing it to pay for my education.”Her body was lovely – all tanned except for where she’d been covered by aminimal thong and a very small top. Her small breasts were firm and round,tipped with little pink nipples. She was shaved, like me, and had a tightlittle butt. Her long, coltish legs were very beautiful. Her thighs werecovered with a peach fuzz bleached white by the sun. She examined me asfrankly as I examined her and she nodded, apparently satisfied by what she saw.When they were ready the cameraman took his place and Nell said, “Let’sdo a quick test. Why don’t you two get to know each other.”We were sitting side-by-side on a padded platform about 48″ on a side andabout 36” high. Sue turned and slipped her arms around me. The camerastarted rolling as she kissed me. Then her tongue was in my mouth and suddenly Iwas totally eyüp escort aroused. I slipped my arms around her, turning toward her, andrubbed her smooth back while I enthusiastically returned the kiss.We had sex in the classic 69 position, with Sue on top, while the camerascontinued to roll. I wasn’t an agent anymore. I was just a sex-starvedyoung woman who wanted to be fucked. A guy came over and spread my legs. Imoaned as his cock slid into my tight, wet cunt. Sue’s tongue was playing myclit like an instrument. I came twice, each time better than the last. Theguy withdrew at the right moment and shot his sperm over my belly.Then they had Sue and I take turns spanking each other. She sat on theedge of the platform and I stretched out across her lap. She spanked me withher hand, a paddle, and finally with a leather strap while I leaned over theplatform. I cried and whimpered and finally begged for mercy. The cameracaught everything.Then it was my turn. I spanked Sue at least as hard as she’d spanked me.She cried nicely and I enjoyed hear her sob. I realized suddenly that Katehad been right. I was enjoying the whole scene! I used the strap hard,turning Sue’s cute butt a bright red, savoring her cries of pain.We took a break after that and I went into the bathroom and threw up. Iwas disgusted with myself for proving Kate right. Sue came in while I waswashing my face. She’d put on a little cropped Tee that stopped short of hernavel, and a pair of white socks, but she was bare in between and lookedmuch sexier somehow.She stood behind me and began to rub my shoulders. I stood there, sighing,as she worked the tension out of my muscles. “This is your first time, isn’t it?”I shook my head. “No, I’ve done it before. Lots of times.”She grinned and shook her head. “No, you haven’t. I’ve been eating pussysince I was fifteen and I can tell a first-timer every time.” She bent andkissed the back of my neck. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell Nell.”I glanced at her reflection. “Why are you doing this, really?””I told you. To pay for my education.” She smiled, “And because the sexis great. Especially with the women. I hate the pain while they’reinflicting it but thinking about it afterward excites me. So does the anticipation.””How bad does it get?””Usually not that bad. They want to make you scream and they want it clearthat you are in pain, but they don’t go too far. It’s not good businessto hurt us too much.” She slipped her hand around and cupped my breasts. Ileaned back against her with a sigh. “The worst pain I ever felt was whenNell dabbed some Ben-Gay on my clit and anus. I screamed so long and so loudthat I lost my voice for three days!”I shivered. “God, I hope she doesn’t do that to me!””She will, but not today.” She squeezed my breasts and stepped back.”Reach back and spread your buttocks.” I hesitated and she slapped me onthe ass. “Do it.”I leaned forward slightly and reached back and spread my buttocks. Imoaned when I felt an eddy of cool air touch my anus. She cupped my vulva andthen pushed her thumb into my anus. I moaned and whimpered, staring at herreflection in the mirror. “This is the bowling ball grip.”I held onto the sink as she lifted me off my feet for a moment. Her middlefinger slipped into my wet pussy. “Do you want me to stop?”I hesitated for a moment before shaking my head. “Nooo.”She brought me to orgasm very quickly, her thumb deep in my ass.Afterward, while she was washing her hands, I asked her if she thought ofherself as a lesbian. She thought a moment before answering. “No, I don’treally thing of myself as anything but a person who likes, loves, sex. I dolean more toward women, but I hate labels. They’re like boxes, trying tohold you in.”She dried her hands and we walked back to the set. She stroked my buttocksgently as we walked. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed having hertouch me. I bumped her with my hip and she slid her arm around my waist.Ten minutes later I watched her hanging face-down over the platform. Shehad leather restraints on her wrists and ankles. She’d stretched out on herbelly while chains connected to a manual hoist were attached to therestraints. I’d listened to her grunt as she was hoisted into the air. I thoughther shoulders would be dislocated but they weren’t. She whimpered softly asher nipples were clamped. Her whimpers went up in volume as heavy weightswere attached to the clamps. A wooden dowel, like a horse’s bit was placedher in mouth and secured by leather thongs that tied behind her head. Itdid nothing to muffle her screams.I crouched nearby, my wrists secured behind my back, and watched. I wasplaced so I’d been seen on-camera part of the time. My knees were spread, perNell’s order, to make sure I was fully exposed. My nipples were clampedand weighted. Nell whipped Sue with a narrow leather strap. She concentratedon her buttocks and Sue’s whimpers soon turned to cries of anguish. I couldsee the tears streaming down her face. I hated what they were doing andwas ashamed that it excited me to hear Sue scream and cry.A guy came over and blocked my view. He unzipped, took his cock out, andpushed it into my mouth. I closed my eyes and let him fuck me in my mouth.When he came in my mouth and I swallowed I had to finally admit that Katehad been completely right. I loved being used like this.When he was out of the way I watched them fuck Sue with a dildo mounted ona pole. She grunted softly each time the dildo was thrust into her vaginaand I assumed, correctly, that they were hitting her cervix with almostevery stroke. They fucked her steadily for about ten minutes and then it wasmy turn.I jerked and twitched while Nell whipped me but I had to try and controlmyself to avoid dislocating my shoulders. I was crying from the pain in mynipples before Nell started whipping me. I could see everything I was facinga mirrored wall. Nell whipped me until I was screaming continuously. Thenthey fucked me and I grunted like Sue had as the dildo rammed my cervix.They weren’t fucking me for my pleasure, just for show, so they didn’tconcern themselves with how I felt.I hung there for what seemed like hours but in reality it wasn’t more thantwenty minutes. When they broke briefly to change tape they left the dildoin my cunt. Sue came over and wiped away my tears after removing theweights and clamps. I was drooling uncontrollably. She stood and whisperedsoothing nonsense while rubbing my belly gently.In a change of script they sent Sue to do me with her tongue while I wasstill hanging there. One of the guys spread my buttocks and shoved a dildoup my ass and then Sue took his place. She brought me to orgasm as quicklyas possible and then they let me down. I was on the platform, face-down,when Sue removed the dildo from my ass. She sat and stroked me while therestraints were removed. We were done for the day.We showered together and left. Sue got into an old Tempo and headed backto campus. I went back to my room maslak escort and took a nap. I’d quit my job at thebar. I had a check for $800 in my pocket. Evidence in case we ever made anarrest. Before I went to sleep I called in and asked for a check to be run onSusan Washburn, a freshman at the university. Later, when I checked myvoice mail I learned that she was exactly who she said she was.The next day I went back but they didn’t need me that day. I called Sueand got her room mate. She told me that Sue was in her English class. I droveover to the campus and found the class room. I waited outside and when Suecame out she looked like any other freshman girl – clean andwell-scrubbed, her eyes shining, her blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail.She greeted me with a smile and accepted my offer of coffee at Starbucks,just off campus. She was wearing shorts, a cropped Tee, and running shoesand looked adorable. I was wearing a similar outfit but my Tee wasn’tcropped and my shorts weren’t quite as short as hers. But then my legs weren’tas nice as hers.As I pulled out onto the street she reached over and put her hand on mythigh, just below my shorts. “I want you, Amanda. Can we skip the coffee?”I nodded and took her to the room I’d rented. I was ashamed to take herthere but I couldn’t very well take her to my apartment. We undressed eachother and made love slowly. Later, we cuddled together, our bodies slick withsweat. She told me she loved me and I started to cry. I stayed away fromher after that, only seeing her at the studio. She was puzzled and hurt andit broke my heart.The investigation sputtered on for two weeks. I made six or seven videosall told and found no evidence that they were using u******e girls. Noevidence of any other crimes being committed. I submitted my report and theinvestigation was closed.I ran into Kate a day later. She smiled and looked at me closely. “How’dit go?”I shrugged. “It was dud. They’re completely legal.””How are you?”I looked away and took a deep breath. “I just resigned. You were right, Iloved the whole scene. And I fell in love. With a pretty college girl.”She nodded. “What are you going to do?”I smiled. “I’m going to get her out of that scene and make sure she’s afull-time student and nothing more. Then I’m going to work at the bar andmake videos. I’m more suited for it than she is. She’s just a nice girldoing what she needed to do to stay in school. I’m a slut.”I nodded and walked away. I found Sue at her dorm and asked her to go fora walk with me. I told her the entire story. “So, you’re not making anymore videos. You’re going to study hard and graduate with honors. Do youunderstand? I’ll pay your tuition and send you a check every week.”She stared at me in silence for a moment. “Aren’t we going to be together?”I shook my head. “No, I don’t want you anywhere near me or that scene.” Iturned and walked away, headed for my car. I could hear her crying and ittook every ounce of willpower I possessed to keep walking when I wanted torun back and take her in my arms and kiss her tears away.That night, back in my own apartment, I was surprised to hear my doorbellring. I glanced through the peep hole and saw Sue standing there with adetermined look on her face. “Go away.”She banged on the door. “Open up, Amanda. Don’t make me cause a scene.”She continued to bang on the door and I finally opened it a few inches.She pushed her way in and I closed the door and locked it. She pushed meup against the door and hissed, “You’re mine. Got that? You’re not going topush me away! Understand?”She had me by the throat and I couldn’t breathe. I nodded frantically andcroaked, “I can’t breathe.”She let me go and I took a couple of deep breaths. She took me in herarms, kissed me thoroughly, and the walked me over to the sofa. She sat downand told me to get my clothes off. I undressed quickly and she pulled me ontoher lap. I rested my head against her shoulder and sighed while shefondled me.Later, I agreed that we’d both do the videos but only with each other. Nomore sex with others. If Nell didn’t agree than I’d find some other way tosupport us.As it turned out, Nell didn’t agree and I began looking for a job. Ilucked into a job that I qualified for because of my degree in accounting. Iworked and Sue went to school. She moved in with me after her freshman yearwas over. Now, she’s a sophomore and doing quite well, her GPA is 3.93. I’mworking as an accountant and I occasionally moonlight as a topless barmaidand why not? The tips are damn good.One night, as I cuddled next to Sue on the sofa, I told her about Kate andhow I’d been prepared for the assignment. I was naked but Sue was dressed,more or less, and trying to read an assigned book. Finally, exasperated,she put the book down and listened. She toyed with my nipple ring andfinally, when I was done, she smiled. “You enjoyed being prepared, didn’t you?”I nodded and smiled, “Yes, I did.”Sue kissed me on the tip of my nose. “You’re such a slut! Tell you what,we’ll go to her shop some night soon and have her do your other nipple andmaybe your labia. Would you like that?””Yes, very much.” A few days later we went to Kate’s and I stood therenaked while they discussed what else should be done. I didn’t mind beingnaked. In fact, I quite enjoyed it and they both knew it. Kate did my othernipple in the same way – clamp and needle. This time I wasn’t strapped down.Sue stood next to me, her hand resting on my shoulder. That held me moreeffectively than any bindings could. Over the next month Kate did my labia,clit, and clit hood.Then Sue decided it was enough. While I pouted she turned to Kate with asmile. “She just likes coming her and stripping in front of us. She’s atotal slut.”Kate chuckled. “I know. You can come over any time. I enjoy seeing hernaked.”I paused with my panties halfway up my thighs. “Why don’t you get Sue totake her top off? Her tits are much prettier than mine. Pierce her.”Kate glanced at Sue and raised one eyebrow. Sue shook her head. “No,absolutely not!”I made a puck-puck sound. “Chicken!”Sue glanced at me and hissed, “Your ass is going to be so sore…”A moment later her top and bra were off and Kate was examining herbreasts.I teased Sue’s nipples erect and if looks could kill I would have droppedon the spot. Kate found a pair of stainless steel studs done in a satinfinish that contrasted nicely with Sue’s pink nipples and tanned skin. I wassurprised to see her start to cry as Kate clamped her nipples. I felt a rushof guilt and told Kate to stop. I watched Sue slip into her bra and pullher top on.We left a few minutes later. I apologized as we walked to the car. Suesmiled and said, “You’re such a fish!” I stopped and stared at her,realizing that I’d been had. She grinned. “I’m still going to whip your assuntil you can’t sit down.” She did and I couldn’t. At least not until the nextmorning. I had to sleep on my belly that night.The sex is great and my only worry is that Sue will tire of me and leaveme for a girl her own age. Every time I bring it up she spanks my bare assuntil I’m sobbing. Then I spend an hour in the corner, on my knees, naked.When the hour is over, I go to her on my belly and beg her to forgive me.She lets me grovel and kiss her pretty knees until she’s good and ready toforgive me. Life is good.