-This is a fun little collabation with @Vicious339 and I started with playful banter in the comments of some of his awesome artwork. Hope you have fun reading this playful adventure story





…Alex and her friends had been in the international peace keeping business for a long time.  Peace keeping might be give it too much credit.  They were spies.  Maybe even mercenaries.  But what made them different was that they never took money or jobs from the bad guys.  Bad guys like Vicious.



Vicious, or “V,” as he came to be known on the Dark Web and in the most lawless regions of the world, had come to admire Alex’s skills and wanted to hire her and her group for a heist.  He did not take kindly to her snubbing his invitations.  “Fine,” V concluded, “If they won’t work for me willingly, I’ll just have to crush their will.



Starting with Alex.”  V set about using his connections and his vast network to learn everything he needed to know about Alex.  As it happens, she had one of the most exploitable weaknesses; she could not resist helping the helpless.  Armed with that knowledge, it was a relatively simple matter to set up a trap using a fake sob story about oppressed people yearning for justice that only Alex and her spy friends could save.  Pathetic.  V’s trap was elegant and precise.  Alex never even realized she’d been isolated from her friends until it was too late.  V’s men pounced on Alex from every angle.  Her valiant efforts were futile.  Alex was soon delivered to V’s medieval fortress where he could take all the time he desired turning her into his tool, his weapon, and even his toy….


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But this story is not actually about Alex, even though she played an important role in it.  This story is about a game of chess between two masters.  The first one, V, you’ve already been introduced to.  But the second one was different.  She was neither an agent of order nor of chaos.  She was a liberated spirit.  A purely neutral force driven to seek challenges to overcome and risks to take.  An unbridled spirit with a peculiar desire to flirt with the kind of disaster that could lock her down from her unfettered life, permanently.



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Almost a month had passed, and Alex sobbed into her gag as the vibrations built up again, she was approaching the climax of the needed but unwanted orgasm growing within her. Her Master, as V imagined himself, recognized the signs and with expert precision, he cropped her bound breasts causing the “ex-spy” to scream in agony and ecstasy as the pain pushed her over the edge to a thunderous orgasm.


The convulsions lasted for what seemed like hours before she slumped defeated in her bonds.  After the first day,she was under no illusions as to what her master wanted;a complete and utter pain slut. It had taken weeks andweeks of forced stimulation and pain before she started to associate the two together and now that her mind and body were in synch, she cried as she realized she would inevitably become what he wanted.



She started to love the way her tied her breasts tightly, loved the painful weight of the clamps on her nipples and pussy and was forced to endure as he struck her with the crop and her tender flesh dealt with the swinging weights. She even started to love the forced blow jobs and anal sex. After all she had always been the most submissive of the three famous spies, and she not so secretly had enjoyed it when the villains had her tied up.



But this was all different.  All of those other times, she was simply restrained to keep her out of the way.  It was a purely utilitarian function.  For V, she WAS the function.  He was overriding her mind and if she didn’t escape soon she would be nothing but a permanent pain slut a toy to be abused for the rest of her life.



Hours later the torment started again and despite her best efforts she found herself screaming in orgasmic bliss as her bound and sensitive breasts were whipped once again.



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Elsewhere in the fortress….



More interested in the challenge than in heroism, Tina crept through the long-forgotten access tunnel she’d discovered in her research.



“This will be easier than I thought,” Tina sighed in disappointment.



Peering out from the shadows of her hiding place, Tina could see Alex. Her body was hanging limply, and her will was clearly teetering.



“I’d better get to her before she forgets her name, or I’ll have to carry her out of here.”



Tina scanned the chamber and listened carefully one final time. The coast seemed clear. With lock picks at the ready, Tina made her move…



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V looked upon the monitor with absolute rage.  How darethis silly “nobody” little girl sneak in and ruin his plans.  The graceful blonde thief cleverly stayed clear of the camera angles until the last minute.  She picked the locks on Alex’s cuffs and led her off to a corridor so narrow it had long been left unused by all but the rodents.  V was not even sure where that shaft ultimately exited.  He screamed at his guards to track Alex down and they scurried around him in a panic born from fear of failure.


This display of the effects of his intimidation returned V’s composure and his sense of humor.  He leaned in close to the monitor.  This blond minx went off her own way.  She was not working with Alex!  She freed the spy but left her to inevitably be recaptured.  She didn’t have a goal at all, other than to be a random thorn in paw of the most dangerous lion on the savannah.  “OK my swift golden gazelle, let’s see you outrun V’s pride.”



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Tina only had to take down two guards on her way to the river where her boat was tied up.  V’s defenses were predicably more focused on keeping out large forces than noticing and stopping a single skilled operator like her.  V’s reputation for drama was well-earned.  A stone castle on the rocky shores of a raging river is impressive, but not remotely cost-effective or practical for the sophisticated organization he had constructed.





“Guess I’ll have to find somebody more dangerous to tangle with,” Tina thought.  Before long, she was far down river and away from V’s influence.



Days passed.  Soon they were weeks.  Tina had stopped thinking about V entirely and assumed she was no longer on his radar either.  But she could not have been more wrong.



“Excuse me Officer, was I speeding?”  Tina asked with puckered lips.  She was lounging in a practiced pose with her shoulders back and her cleavage pressing out of the top she’d casually zipped lower before she’d even stopped her car.  Well, the stolen car she was driving, that is.



The Officers were, of course, employees of V.  He had waited patiently, a daunting task for a person as dominant as him.  Tina’s guard must be down by now.  But taking no chances, V did not rely on these two goons to overpower his formidable prey.



“OUuch!”  Tina yelped as a dark struck her in the shoulder from a concealed sniper.  She was unconscious in moments.



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“Hahahaha, what did this one do to piss you off then?” the arms dealer roared with laughter, motioning to the latex mermaid bound and thrashing about in V’s aquarium.



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“Oh, this pain in ass?  She used to go by the name Tina,although I’m going to have to come up with a new slave name for her soon.   Gorgeous isn’t she?”



“Beautiful, yes. But why the elaborate setup?”



“Well, you see I’ve done my homework on this annoying brat.  She’s caused problem after problem for everyone doing every kind of illicit trade and illegal business in the world!  She’s highly skilled but takes ridiculous chances and gets caught about as often as not.  But every time someone captured her, the slippery little minx has managed to escape. You remember the business with those spies a few years back. Well, this one slipped in unnoticed and freed the brown haired one. It cost me a lot of time and effort to get her back, and I NEEDED to have her back.  A fact I suspect my water-logged prisoner was well aware of!”



“Yes, well I see why you have it out for her, but this is a little over the top don’t you think?”



“Oh, It’s just a bit of fun. You see, I don’t know how but in a few days’ time she’ll have managed to escape from this predicament and I’ll go off and capture her again. Honestly now I think she likes to be captured just to try and escape and flaunt it in my face,” V practically spat the words between his clenched teeth.



“Really you think she can get out of that?”



“Oh, I’m certain of it. But don’t worry. This is just killing time until her final prison is ready.”



V whispered in his colleague’s ears so that Tina was unable to read the lips and he roared with laughter when he heard the plan V had for the pain in his ass.



“Yes, that will hold her forever” he agreed.



“And then the training will begin in earnest.” V smiled confidently looking at the currently helpless Mermaid in his aquarium. “I would, however, be a little bit sad to see her go. She really does fit in very nicely with all of the other exotic fishes swimming around.”




Tina shot a look back through the glass. V couldn’t quite make out whether it was, anger, annoyance or was there a little bit of lust forming in those eyes for the man that gave her the erotic thrill that he could tell she so desperately craved.



“Never mind. She’ll have figured out a way to escape within a few days.  In the meantime, I have plenty of work to do on her final predicament.  One that will finally end the career of the great escape artist, Tina.”



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“Of course he has a giant aquarium in his fortress,” Tina thought. “V is such a dang stereotype.”



Tina watched him talking to another person that she did not recognize through the thick glass window. They both seemed amused.



”Go on and laugh, while Y’all can,” Tina thought. She was scanning the tank and gently teasing the outfit and bonds she was temporarily restrained in. No need to waste energy struggling until she’s evaluated the weaknesses and formulated her plan.



“The armbinder is going to be a challenge,”. Tina hates armbinders. Sure, they’re lovely, but kind of lazy. Unfortunately for Tina, they’re also really effective.



But Tina quickly realized that this armbinder was missing a crucial element to contain someone with her skill set: there’s no crotch strap.



“That ass just didn’t want to give me a strap to pass the time with. Freaking villains,” Tina though as she began using the range of motion she’d been afforded to slowly, incrementally work her arms out of their slick container.



This would likely take Tina a day or so to get free, but what else did she have to do at the moment anyway?



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V came back the next morning to check on the “mermaid”and to no surprise, found out that she had gone. He had amusedly watched as she her loosened her shoulderstraps.  She then managed to use some of the jagged coral in bottom of the aquarium to cut through the straps. “What a resourceful girl V thought!” and made more notes for modifications to a final prison for her.


V walked into my laboratory to find a handwritten note from the minx.  He knew she’d escaped the escape-proof aquarium but he hadn’t realized that she’d managed to break into his most secure sanctuary!



Dear V



So nice of you to keep me entertained for the last few days but try a bit harder next time.


Love Tina


P.s. A crotch rope would have really helped the time fly by for me.


x


V smirked. OK she wants to play THAT game, he’d give her all the stimulation she wants.




It took a couple of months to catch her again. V had already set up a wonderful trap at the embassy. There would be a unique and rare diamond necklace around the neck of a dignitary.  It was a challenge V was certain Tinacould not resist. Of course, she would obtain the building’s blueprints and laughed to herself about how easy it wouldbe to infiltrate the palace and defeat the security.  Success breeds overconfidence, which means Tina must be the MOST overconfident bitch in Europe by now.



V had to admit the security was not up to Tina’s level, but he did make sure to slip in an obvious path for her to take.



Predictably, Tina snuck into the master bedroom where the diamonds were kept in a safe and using the code she bought off one of her dealers entered it in before grabbing the handle to swing the safe open. Little did she know, V had sent her to a high tech safe armed with state-of-the-art anti-theft counter measures.  As Tina carefully went about cracking the safe’s combination, she never even heard the deafening crackle as the taser trap went off, sending an overwhelming electric charge raging through her body so fast and so hard she was unconscious before she knew what hit her.



A few hours passed as V admired his captive’s body and beauty. He cut her catsuit off, not wanting her to have any gadgets that would have made her life easier. V put a nice thick rubber corset around her waist and tightened it before applying a posture collar and shoving a thick gag into her mouth. After securing her hands above her head with chains he admired her bound form once again, anticipating the time that he would force her into her final uniform, and achieve complete and total victory.  But the surprising truth was that he was having far too much fun with these games they we were playing.



V sighed.  As amusing as this all was, business was business and Tina had to be dealt with.



V had her ankles chained to the floor immobilizing her effectively.  Then the “brush wheel” was moved into position.  V waited, something he seemed to be doing more and more for this bothersome beauty, for her to start to wake.



Groggily, Tina opened her eyes and with alertness coming back her eyes darted around the room. V smiled in her face as she struggled to curse at him through the heavy gag.



“You wanted some stimulation this time my cute little filly, but maybe you will wish that you didn’t?”



Her eyes darted around for a clue of trial she knew she was about to face.  She did not have to LOOK for long as V pressed the power switch and the wheel started turning slowly brushing against her clit.


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He watched for a while as she tried to hold on but soon her breathing was becoming more and more rapid.




“Just for you dear” he said as he picked up two nipple clamps with weights on them. She growled something that sounded like “NO” as he let one clamp and then the other wrap itself around her nipples before leaving her alone in the room.



V returned to his control room and watched eagerly on the monitor waiting for the filly’s first of many, many enforced orgasms.  “Let’s see you escape while your mind is overcome with pleasure, bitch.”



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V marched triumphantly through the steel door that clanged loudly behind him. The predicament he’d left Tinain was already testing her. There was so much to take in, from this strict and uncomfortable corset to the heavy steel manacles locked around her wrists to his smug freaking face. “Asshole!”



“Aaaahhhhh…” she gasped…



“Dang that wheel and dang it, my waking up to it like this,” Tina thought. Orgasm control is hard enough when tied up but it’s darn near impossible with zero mental preparation. It’s like being dropped out a window onto a hill made of ice and being expected to sprint right up it. “I’ll have to find a way to get myself steady before I could start working on a way to escape,” she thought.



“Jeeees F-ing Joseph…”



The soft brushed along the outside of the wheel were coming at her too fast. The next luxurious batch of bristles connects with her clit before the last one has quite finished its stroke along the full length of her lips. There was basically no pause. Just one continuous fondling. Over and over, gaining speed and intensity as it went.



“Hhheeee….hhheeeaa…..yhheeeeess…..”



“I’m turning my thought inward. I’m focusing on my core’” Tina thought, trying every mental trick to send sensory message to her brain that she knew. Anything she could think of. But she couldn’t focus. All she could think of is a former Mistress and a feather duster. And how she strapped her down into her playroom table. She was new. She was helpless. She was impossibly horny and happy to be toyed with and taught by such an experience and powerful woman. She danced those feathers delicately all over Tina’s body, striking the perfect balance of teasing and tormenting. She taught Tina many things but, in that session, she taught her that sometimes, something small and soft could control her. Could dominate her. Could make her scream and scream.



“Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhgggggh!!!”



” Fuck it I’m losing this round…” Tina thought as she succumbed to wave after thrilling wave.



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