Assassin Affairs (41 page)

“Why?”
Tim asked, perplexed.

“Kacey,
show him where a girl likes to be kissed,” requested Julie,
tugging on the leash, pulling her head toward her lap.

“Right
here.” She gently caressed Julie between her legs, then kissed
her there. “Any special friend of mine has to kiss my pussy,”
she said.

“Those
are your marching orders, good sir,” said Julie. “Next
time you're with Briana, kiss her there, then report back to us!
Okay?”

“All
right,” he said with some hesitation.

“Why
the reluctance?”

“I'm
not sure how to do it right. I don't want her to laugh at me. I might
not even like it.”

“When
Pepper gets her promotion to CIA Director, and the rest of our
friends move to town, we're going to want to celebrate. The first
time the three of us are together after that, we'll let you either
watch us or practice on one of us to mark the occasion. Would you
like that?”

“I
guess so.”

“Another
suggestion, when a sexy woman suggests such a thing, show
enthusiasm,” said Julie.

“He
doesn't think you're sexy, honey,” said Kacey.

“I
think you're both sexy, very sexy!” he declared with new-found
exuberance.

“If
you do well, Timothy, a lady will always reciprocate. Be thinking
about that.”

“You're
both nice ladies, so does that include if I were to do well with one
of you?”

The two
young women exchanged a confirming glance. “All right, if
that's what it takes to motivate you. Now it's time to call it a
night and for you to go home. You've gotten me so worked up, Kacey
has some work to do, so get out of here and give us some privacy.”

“Are
her legs as soft as her breasts?” he asked as he got ready to
go.

“Take
off your slacks, Kacey. Put his hands on your legs,” ordered
Julie.

She obeyed.

“Thanks,
girls. Good night.”

“Wait,
one last thing for fun. Kacey, thank him for the attention and kiss
his feet in gratitude.”

She
promptly obeyed. He was clearly into it.

“Tim,
now that you've managed to get her pants off, would you like to have
her panties to take home as a souvenir?” asked Julie.

“Absolutely!”

“Okay
Kacey, give them to him and send him on his way.”

She slid
them off and placed them in his hand as she nudged him out the front
door..

“Don't
expect this next time, Tim” said Julie. “It just might be
your turn to be the submissive.”

He gawked a
moment at the bottomless girl, kept his cool, said “Thanks,”
then left a happy guy, wondering what their next encounter would be
like.

Pepper
spent the morning utilizing her new email software. She did find
incriminating notes in the general's in-box as well as in that of his
publicist. She embellished the scenario for effect, creating some
additional, increasingly illicit communications. Congress would have
to investigate due to the national security threat. The news media
would be all over it for days. The FBI received an anonymous tip.
That night it was all over the evening news. General Parker had no
choice but to resign his commission and withdraw from consideration
for the Director position.

This was
the cue the members of Pepper's special team had been instructed to
respond to. In the morning, each departed from her home and headed to
Washington.

Pepper
already had a solid relationship with the President. It was common
knowledge she was runner-up for the job. For added affect, she
contacted the influential members of Congress that owed her favors,
and had them express their support for the appointment. The departing
Director, eager to do some fishing in Florida, was easily persuaded
to move up his retirement date a few weeks. The next morning, the
news media showed the President announcing her ascension to CIA
Director. The Senate voted overwhelmingly to confirm her. The vote
was 94-0.

By that
afternoon, the team members began reporting in for their
instructions. Kristie, one of the three blue-eyed, blonde sisters on
the team was the first to arrive. The two of them had shared an
especially intimate time together at the team's sex party just before
everyone had gone their separate ways. Pepper was busy organizing
things for the move to her new office.

“Kristie,
I've missed you so much!” The two hugged. “Normally, my
thoughts are preoccupied with my special quest, but this last two
months all I have been able to think about is you. How was your
family-time together?”

“I've
been anxious to see you again, too. The family-time was great!”
she said.

The night
of the sex party was the night Kristie and her older sister Karlee
had crossed the line and caved into the group peer pressure to
experiment with the bisexual lifestyle. Both sisters were
accomplished assassins. Younger sister Kacey had taken the bisexual
plunge the night before they had. Kristie was married, Karlee and
Kacey single. Pepper had been selfish and controlling that night.

“I'm
sorry about the way I treated you. I wasn't being nice, Kristie. I
promise to make it up to you! Come and see my new office. It's really
spacious.”

The
cavernous room was in the corner of the top floor and had an amazing
view of the city. Pepper's name was being placed on the door.

“Wow,
this is incredible, Pepper.”

“Check
out this cherrywood desk. Have you ever seen one so big?!”

“I
can't say that I have.”

“Do
you remember at the party when you said you liked pleasing me, that
you were having fun, and that you promised me more freebies?”

“Yes,
ma'am.” The two had worked together as peers in the past and
both were about the same age and build. Kristie respected Pepper's
increasing power base and enjoyed patronizing her. They had agreed
not to contact one another during the just-ended two months.

“Has
anything changed?”

“No,
Pepper. Like I said, I could get addicted to doing that for you. It
was fun!”

Pepper
excitedly shooed her aides out of the office and closed the door. She
rolled the large office chair back from the desk.

“Get
down into this cubby hole where my legs would normally go. I want to
see how well you fit.”

Feeling a
bit awkward and self-conscious, she complied. “I can fit, but
it's tight.” Her voice echoed off the confining cherrywood
walls.

Pepper sat
in the chair and slid it forward as far as practical. “I'm not
wearing any panties.” She grabbed onto the long, silky blonde
hair and said “Let me see those pretty blue eyes staring up at
me.” She kicked off her shoes, slid her skirt up around her
waist, straddled her, and eased herself forward another inch, snugly
against Kristie's face. “I've been looking so forward to this
moment all day! For two months!!”

A little
while later, the Speaker of the House came in to congratulate her on
the promotion. He was not one to knock.

“Ms.
Preston, congratulations on your new position!”

“Ohhh,
oh thank you, Senator.” She made a valiant effort at
maintaining her composure. “So nice of you to, ohhh, stop by.”

It was
impossible to not see the bottoms of two high-heeled shoes protruding
from beneath the front bottom of the desk.

“Oh,
ahem, this new position seems to be more fulfilling than I had
realized,” he snickered. “I'll come back another time,
dear.”

“Thank
you, Senator!”

Over the
next several weeks, the ladies all got settled into their new digs in
various locations around the greater metropolitan area. Pepper's deep
pockets were those of the mysterious Ruling Council. They began
giving her assignments for the girls, she'd pass them on to the the
best choices for the jobs, and the money would come in. Each of them
averaged $100,000 the first month.

Kacey,
Julie and Tim continued with their regular unwinding sessions after
work at the girls' apartment. As he poured the third round of wine,
he reminded them of an earlier conversation.

“I
hear that your friends have all moved to the area and Pepper has
gotten her Director job.”

“Yes,
we're all very excited for her,” said Julie.

You did say
When Pepper gets her promotion to CIA Director, and the rest of
our friends move to town.....we'll
let you either watch us or
practice on one of us to mark the occasion.
Well, those things
have happened,” Tim observed. “There was also something
said about reciprocation.”

“Okay,
Timmy, which will it be, watch us or practice on one of us?”

“Well,
if I choose one of you to practice on, I'd be showing favoritism. I
don't want to do that. On the other hand, if I merely watch you both,
there won't be any reciprocation. That's no good either.”

“Have
you done it yet with Briana?”

“No,
I wanted some experience first, like I said before.”

“You've
never had a blow job?” Kacey asked.

“No,
not yet.”

“Okay,
Tim, here's what we'll do,” said Julie. “I'll have Kacey
show you how it's done with me, when you think you're ready to try
it, too, you start doing it for her. Once you start getting into it,
I'll start performing oral sex on you. It's called a daisy chain. How
does that sound?”

“That
sounds excellent!” he said, beaming a very large, quirky grin.

“When
the time is right, we'll reverse it. That way we all get to do each
other. If that's okay with everyone, let's get naked!”

It was the
first time the girls had had relations with a man who wasn't raping
them in a long time and they both enjoyed it.

“We
don't keep any condoms here, Tim. I'm suddenly wishing we did.”

“That's
okay; this is the most fun I've ever had. I like this oral sex stuff.
Maybe we can do it again sometime.”

“Tim,
you never ask to wear the choke collar. Do you think you're better
than me?” asked Kacey.

“No,
it just doesn't seem like something I want to do.”

“Put
it on,” she ordered. “If you value your agency
internship, and we know that you do, you'll do as you're told, and
it's your turn to be the footrest.”

Once they
got comfortable, Julie said “Go fetch the leash, doggie. Stay
on all fours, bark, and be back in thirty seconds or you get
punished!” They laughed at him as he scampered across the
floor.

“We
need to buy a frisbee, Kacey. A game of fetch would be fun.”

“Tim,
bring Briana over here for Saturday dinner in a few weeks,”
Julie requested.

“Oh,
I don't know.”

She yanked
on his leash and said “It's not a suggestion, Timmy, it's a
request. Do as you're told.”

“Yes,
ma'am.”

As Pepper
settled into her new role as Director, she began the next phase of
her long-term plan, becoming Vice-President. She made lists of all
potential candidates for the next election, several years away. She
utilized her usual Intel sources, plus her newly-acquired email
software to build files on each one.

She began
keeping a whip on her desk. Most people ignored it, some joked about
it. Occasionally, an ambitious lower-level employee would properly
approach her about it. The ones she found of interest got invited to
the Penthouse. Her stable of submissives grew.

Once the
wheels were in motion on her VP project, the Ruling Council steered
her in the direction of national defense contracts. Using her team of
persuasive young ladies, she wormed her way into the lives of the
decision makers and blackmailed them into allowing her to be a person
of behind-the-scenes influence on all decisions. Occasionally it took
a kidnapping or a killing to create the proper motivation. The cash
flow spiked. The entire team began reaping larger cash rewards.

Kacey and
Julie had a quarter-million dollars of cash in the apartment and were
discussing what to do with it when Tim and Briana arrived for the
dinner date. Introductions were made as the the couple made
themselves comfortable on the couch. Julie dispatched Kacey to fetch
some hors d'oeuvres. Tonight she was wearing a black leather collar.

“How
do you know Tim, honey?”
“I'm a freshman at the same
college he goes to, ma'am. As you know, he's a graduating senior this
year.”

“Please
just call me Julie. We're all friends here.”

“Tim
said I have to be respectful, and you both are his bosses as I
understand, so I wasn't sure what to say.”

“Just
think of us as your girlfriends and be yourself, okay?”

Kacey soon
returned and served the guests some wine.

“What's
with that collar you're wearing?” inquired Briana.

“I'm
Julie's slave.” She proudly showed her the anklet.

“Oh,
that's kinda cool. It looks good on you, Kacey. Is it a sex thing?”

“Not
exactly. It's a slave thing primarily. I do anything she tells me to
do.”

“Anything?
What if she said jump off the balcony?”

“I'd
do it with no hesitation, Briana. She would never do that though.
She'd be damaging her most valuable asset, her favorite toy. Would
you like some hors d'oeuvres?”

Briana was
fascinated with the girls' relationship and asked more questions
during dinner. She was beginning to feel her drinks when she asked,
“What if she said to give her all your money?”

Kacey
happened to have a $10,000 bundle of hundred dollar bills in her
apron pocket. “That's a timely question. I got this today.”
She sat the stack of cash in front of the startled guest. “I
would love to give it to her. I live to please her. She is my
mistress.”

“She
doesn't want it?”

“That's
right,” said Julie. “I don't keep her for her money. I
keep her for her submissiveness. Now that dinner is finished, we have
a little parlor game that we like to play. Let's adjourn our little
party, take our wine into the living room, and sit in a circle on the
floor.”