Assassin Affairs (39 page)

“Please
Karlee, please share this experience with me. I tried my best to
please you the other night. Is it so much to ask? Just twenty
seconds, that's all I need to make me happy.”

As the
others chided her into a response, Karlee began to cave. Kacey's
performance was finished, Julie was the only one still left in a
chair. Karlee crawled across the floor.

“Okay,
just twenty seconds.”

Kristie
watched in disbelief as the twenty turned into sixty, then several
minutes. Renée signaled for Ashley to return to her chair up
front.

“Karlee,
I've just got to know if Ashley tastes better than me. Just one more
and you're done. Okay?”

“Twenty
seconds,” said Ashley.

“Okay,
and that's all.” Karlee moved on to Ashley.

“Kristie,
you don't want to be the only one here left out,” challenged
Renée. “Bond with Kacey, follow her lead, show her your
sisterly support. You've seen that Julie is the one she wants most to
please. What's the big deal. Get up front with Karlee. Or do you
think you're better than them? We won't tell your folks, I promise.”

“Like
you said, it's not that big a deal, I guess, compared to fighting
that terrorist cell at Alexei's. You guys are corrupting me.”
Kristie moved next to Karlee and got on her knees in front of Julie.
Renée rushed over.

“Get
up out of that chair, Julie. You're too wet and messy to be her
first!” Renée took the seat in front of Kristie and
spread her legs.

“You're
getting your wish, Renée. I guess I should never have said
never. You've actually gotten me
wanting
to do this for you.
How did you manage
that
?”

“That's
nice to hear, Kris. Now show me that you mean it.”

Soon Jessie
filled the third seat again, waiting for the other sisters. The girls
thanked and encouraged them as they continued down the line.

Karlee's
turn with Renée came next. “Why do I feel this is all
your doing?” Karlee asked her. “Oh well, sit back and
enjoy it, I guess.”

Renée
was in seventh-heaven ecstasy. “Let's make a habit of this, you
two.”

Eventually,
the only two left were Pepper and Kristie.

“This
was meant to be, Kristie. After that kiss by the lake, I've been
fantasizing about this a lot. Your sisters have gotten me all worked
up. I'm glad I got to save you for last.”

“I'll
be looking forward to the reciprocation.”

“Show
me what you've got, love. Don't hold back. Keep those pretty blue
eyes looking up at me.” Once things got started, Pepper added
“I'm not into that reciprocation stuff. That's their motto, not
mine. Is that okay?”

“That's
okay. You saved our little sister's life, you helped us get revenge
on those bastards. You get a freebie.” She then resumed what
she'd been doing.

A few
minutes later, Pepper said “We should have simply arrested
those guys. I'm glad I let them be killed for your revenge. It's nice
to be appreciated like this.”

“My
husband and I have oral sex a lot, but I've never experienced it with
another woman before tonight. I like doing this for you, I wasn't
sure I would. The others not so much. You get my vote for best
tasting.”

“I'm
discovering I have a weakness for blondes with blue eyes. Keep them
fixed on me 'til we're done.”

“Mmmmm”
came the wordless response, as she busily continued her activity.

“I
like when you 'mmmmm'. It feels delightful.”

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.”

“I'm
going to be wanting more freebies, Kristie!”

“More
freebies are fine with me, Pepper, as long as you are keeping your
promise of making me one of the most powerful women in the country
and paying me and my sisters a million dollars a year. I like
pleasing you. This is fun!”

“You're
a sweetheart.”

“One
thing though, they will have to be done in private. I don't want any
future public displays of affection. I don't want the others to know
about it, especially my husband! Is that okay?”

“That's
fine.”

“I do
have an addictive personality, Pepper. I could become addicted to
doing this.”

“Oh
now you're just being a tease!” she chuckled. “No more
talking! And by the way, if you stop before I have an orgasm, I'll
snap your neck.” She clenched a fistful of her blonde hair in
each hand and pulled her closer.

Not sure if
she was serious, Kristie was suddenly more motivated. A few minutes
later, the others were noticing.

“Look
at Kristie, you guys,” said one of them. “She's really
getting into it.”

Renée
got some close-up shots.

A half-hour
later, “Keep going, Kris. We're not there yet,” Pepper
said, as she stared down into the baby blue eyes, still clenching the
hair. When they hit an hour, her back arched, and her pelvis lunged
hard against Kristie as she held her head firm, forcing her special
juices to spread across her face and almost smothering her for
several minutes.

“Bring
that camera over here, Julie. I want some close-ups of her face, both
a video clip and some stills.”

“Smile
and wiggle your tongue for the camera, Precious. Anyone who gets my
body to do that gets called precious. Once we all get settled into a
routine, plan on being available every Saturday night for me,
Kristie.”

She smiled.

“A
triple tasting testing!” marveled Renée. “Let's
etch this date onto the cabin wall.”

As had been
the case with the prior tasting, there was no clear winner at the end
of the night. Kacey voted for Julie, Kristie said Pepper tasted
nicest, Karlee patronized Renée with her vote. The sisters
were assured they would be on the receiving end of the next tasting
by the group of five, if so desired. The soonest that could happen
would be in two months.

When they
finished packing in the morning, Julie approached Kacey with an
anklet bracelet.

“I
bought this for you when we went into town. It's called a slave
anklet. I know you said you were just my slave for the night, but I'm
hoping you will wear it for me, something to remember me by after you
leave. May I put it on your ankle?”

“Okay,
I like it. Will you be going home, too?”

“Yes,
Pepper has said I can go. I'll have some major issues to resolve with
my folks. They witnessed me do some unforgivable things in Thailand.
All of us hostages were naked together. It was very awkward for both
my dad and me. I was forced to dance provocatively on stage in front
of everybody. I had to do a sex act with a girl hostage I didn't even
know, and my parents were right there watching. To make things worse,
they saw me murder two people in order to save them. That's what
Pepper has on me, two arrest warrants that she claims she's holding
in abeyance, as long as I do whatever she says.”

“That
was fun the other night. I liked being your slave, Jules.” She
watched as Julie placed the jewelry on her ankle. “I want to be
your slave again in the future, too.”

“When
Pepper gets that promotion, maybe we will have to move to Washington,
D.C. Maybe we could share an apartment. Think of all the fun we could
have hacking all those government computer systems together! If
you're my slave, Kacey, I can have you do all the cooking and
cleaning,” she kidded.

“There
are lots of good looking guys in the big city. Would you like to
share a young man sometime, many times?”

“Absolutely!
You're the sexier one. You could have any guy you want. As my slave,
I'll have you bring back guys for us. I hope I'm not bringing up any
bad memories, but you looked so totally hot wearing just that blue
denim shirt.”

“No
bad memories with the shirt. I was naked at the time of the bad
memories. I don't even know where the shirt came from. It needs to be
washed, but I'll wear it for you the next time we meet if you want.”

“It's
going to be a long two months. I miss you already, Kacey. Are you
serious about wanting to be my slave again or just teasing me?”

“I'm
wearing your anklet, aren't I?”

“Would
you be okay with a slave collar, too, or I am pushing my luck?”

“I'll
wear a collar for you if we're roommates. Would that be a turn-on?”

“A
major turn-on.”

“I
enjoyed being the puppet-master, too. I'm hoping that you will
reciprocate from time to time, but it's not a condition, Jules.”

“Frankly,
I thought you'd either laugh at me or simply say no to all this.
We'll both be flying out of the Denver Airport. When we get there,
your first order is to show me a public display of affection. I want
you to kiss me goodbye in front of everyone.”

“Okay.”

“Not
just a peck, a French kiss.”

“Okay,
is there anything else you want me to do, Jules?”

“Really?”

“Everything
has been so bizarre lately, I've decided to just go with the flow and
see where it takes me. You have a rough two months ahead of you. I
have a good two months ahead of me, bonding with my entire family. I
want to make it up to you. I want you to be thinking of me while
you're away.”

“I
can promise you that already, but okay. Either before or after we
kiss, I want you to get down on your knees, look up into my eyes, and
publicly kiss me between my legs.”

“Okay.
You're going to be a neat roommate. I hope the apartment thing works
out.”

“Since
you're the one with the new-found bucks, you buy the slave collar. I
want you wearing it, the anklet and that blue denim shirt next time
we meet, Kacey.”

“You
need money, kid?”

“My
dad's business was going into bankruptcy when we went to Thailand. We
went there to max-out his credit cards before he had to declare it.
Our family is broke.”

Kacey
opened up her duffle bag and pulled out a small package. “Here,
honey. This is the thirty grand from the militia guys. Give it to
your folks as a peace offering.”

“Oh
my God. You suffered so much because of them. You need to keep it!”

“You've
suffered a lot more, Jules. Don't forget we'll both be getting paid
some big bucks pretty soon. Besides, I have selfish reasons. I just
want you to like me. I'm trying to buy your affections.”

Stunned at
the gesture, Julie caved to her knees with a tear in her eye. She
looked up at Kacey and gave her that special submissive kiss that she
had just requested for herself at the airport. Kacey gently stroked
her fingers through her hair.

“I
like this, Julie. I may have to rethink which one of us is going to
be the dom. I wonder if we have time for...”

“It's
time to go, you guys! The SUV shuttle to the airport is departing,”
Pepper called out.

As
promised, Renée had recorded the entire evening of the tasting
party. When she had been busy, Julie had taken over. A memory card
with the video clips and photographs was included in everyone's
packet as they left. Each one also contained an envelope of two
months worth of walking-around cash, that's when they would all
hook-up again.

Chapter Eight

Fatal

Ascension

“I
can't believe we're doing this, Julie. It's all so surreal!”
Kacey whispered.

“What
do you mean?”

“We're
hacking CIA computers in the middle of the night. This is a dream
come true for me,” she said, as she hit the button and the
printer across the darkened room began to quietly churn out the
secret software codes. She went over and slipped the sheets of paper
into the trash can, then buried them below the other garbage and
returned to the terminal next to Julie.

Suddenly,
the lights all came on and security personnel rushed in, surrounding
them.

“What's
going on here?!” asked the burly guard. “Who are you? How
did you get into a secure area?”

Julie had
been chewing on a piece of gum, and blew a bubble. “We're here
helping that lady down the hall move in. My girlfriend and I wanted a
little privacy on our break and the door was open.” She leaned
to her side and gave Kacey a kiss. Kacey responded with an intimate
caress. Each sported a tattoo and appeared to be white trash.

“You
two will have to come with us!” he shouted, brusquely grabbing
each by the arm.

As the two
girls were dragged away, a young man in a maintenance uniform entered
and wheeled his trash cart over to the waste baskets, emptying them
into his large container.

A Few Days Earlier

Pepper
Preston had spent a lifetime as a career agent of the CIA. She had
never set aside time to have a family, but had instead devoted her
energies to developing an extensive network of contacts, both in the
field and socially within the Langley bureaucracy. Whenever there
was a gathering or party with a power player, she found a way to be
involved.

She had
just manipulated a transfer back to the agency's headquarters in
Langley, Virginia, a Washington D.C. suburb. Her prior year had been
spent running operations in Laos and Thailand which had won her kudos
from the Oval Office. Langley was her home turf and Pepper was a lady
with a plan. The current CIA Director would be retiring soon and she
was in a lead position to replace him. She was out to ensure that it
happened. While in Asia, she had assembled a very special team of
rogue Americans to help serve her purpose. Two commonalities helped
bind the group of nine together; they were all killers and they were
all bisexual females. Plus, Pepper had something incriminating on
each of them that she used as leverage. They would be reuniting when
everyone heard a certain item on the evening news. For now, Pepper
had brought in the two that were computer aces.

Today, she
was on a college campus recruiting an agency intern. Normally, she
would not participate in such a low level endeavor, but she was a
hands-on person when it came to certain things. A young man nearing
graduation sat in front of her. She had been interviewing all morning
and had narrowed it down to him.