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The strapped and panel-gagged Agent Katie began to wonder if perhaps her rookie protege was learning too well…
…Agent Cecy was definitely learning the fine art of serving her revenge cold – and cold-heartedly!
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This story follows on from this previous post:
Agent Cecy’s Unplanned Field Trip
Cecy didn’t say much when she returned from her ‘field study’ with the Greeblies last week.
She was uncharacteristically quiet and reserved…and had a glazed look in her eyes that Agent Katie had seen before. It was a common look for agents after they’d been ‘rescued’ from the Greeblies, or from ‘The Manor.’ It was a look Agent Katie had herself worn a few {dozen} times.
Heck, Agent Katie had gotten a brief reminder herself last week. For a while she had felt guilty for handing Cecy off to the Greeblies so that she could enjoy her ‘private modeling session’ with preeminent artist Jonut21. As it turned out, a few Greeblies had remained behind and made sure Katie was tightly trussed and gagged before being delivered to Jonut21’s studio.
By the time the next Thursday rolled around, Cecy seemed to have fully recovered. Thursdays are special days when Agent Cecy gets to demonstrate what she’s learned by practicing her skills upon Agent Katie, her mentor and direct supervisor.
Cecy actually seemed extra fired-up to get the training session started. “I want to show you what I learned about escaping from a locked car trunk,” she told Agent Katie excitedly.
“Good idea,” Agent Katie replied approvingly. “That’s a valuable skill for an agent to have, as it’s more common than you might think for an agent to get knocked out and locked in a trunk. Though with the prevalence of SUVs these days, it’s less common. But then SUVs have those cleats for anchoring cargo, and you can barely move around. Now, back in my day…”
“Yes, yes, that’s all interesting, boss lady, but can we get started on the lesson?” Cecy asked impatiently. “I arranged for a training car to be parked in the employee lot…let’s head out to the car so I can show you what I’ve learned!” She took Katie by the hand and tugged her along.
Despite Cecy’s disrespectful interruption and impatience, Agent Katie felt a surge of pride. Her young protege was learning and advancing at an accelerated rate under Katie’s supervision.
When the reached the training car, Agent Cecy popped the trunk and pulled out an elaborate red leather bondage harness. “Now if you’ll turn around, Katie, I’ll get this fitted on you.”
“On me?” Agent Katie replied in surprise. “I thought you were going to show me what you learned about getting out of a trunk?” Katie had to admit though, it was a rather lovely harness…and did Cecy really want to put the harness on her in the parking lot? There were already a couple other agents who had wandered over to see what was going on.
“Yes!” Cecy nodded excitedly. “That’s exactly what I’m going to show you! Let’s get started!”
Agent Katie’s confusion was easily overcome by Cecy’s enthusiasm. Katie held her hair up while Cecy buckled the thick red collar around Katie’s neck. A strap dangling from the collar was fitted between Katie’s breasts – Cecy giggled opening two of Katie’s blouse buttons to accommodate it, and Katie shivered at the fingertips of her beautiful young protege brushing over her breasts.
After simple red leather cuffs joined Agent Katie’s wrists behind her back, Cecy carefully drew the front strap between Katie’s legs, careful to keep Katie’s skirt down to protect her modesty in such a public setting. After the strap was anchored to Katie’s cuffs, it attached to the back of her collar to complete a vertical circuit around Agent Katie’s body. Katie squirmed nervously.
Two wide red belts completed the body harness by circling Agent Katie’s torso just below her breasts and just above her waist, pinning her arms tightly to her side. Then Agent Cecy held up a thick panel gag with a huge red phallus on the inside panel. “Open up!” Cecy chirped.
“Wait, wait…is, uh…that necessary?” Agent Katie stammered. By now several agents clustered around them to watch Agent Cecy immobilize her older blonde boss. “You said this was to show me what YOU learned about getting out of a locked car trunk…” her voice trailed off anxiously.
“OPEN UP.” Agent Cecy repeated in a more firm and stern voice. Agent Katie compulsively complied – she wasn’t sure what it was about being dominated by the youthful and perky brunette agent, but when Cecy took charge it just GOT her, every time. She opened wide.
“You’re right, I did promise to show you what I learned about car trunks,” Agent Cecy replied as she popped the plug into Katie’s mouth and buckled the straps tightly. “I learned that it’s hard as hell to get out of a locked trunk when you’re also restrained.” She grinned and winked.
“HHNNNGHHH? Hrr ‘oo ihhdnnn hee?” Agent Katie cried incredulously into the gag. She was as frustrated with herself as she was with Cecy…how did she not see this coming…and how did her irrepressible protege manage to take total control of her once again?
“In you go!” Agent Cecy said gleefully as she grasped Agent Katie’s strapped up torso and guided her down and onto the trunk floor. Katie kicked half-heartedly at her in exasperation, but Cecy easily snagged Katie’s legs and wrapped another strap around her ankles.
As she tucked Katie’s legs into the trunk, Agent Cecy continued her monologue. “I also learned how to influence the Greeblies. Remember when you left me with them for a day last week? They kept me for two days! And it would have been longer if I didn’t strike a deal with them!”
Agent Cecy grinned at Katie’s distressed look as she closed the trunk lid. She knew Agent Katie had already guessed at what her ‘deal with the Greeblies’ entailed. Cecy kept grinning as she got behind the wheel and started up the car. She laughed softly at the occasional bumps and muffled curses from the trunk. When the complaining got too loud, she simply aimed for a pothole or manhole cover – and she took her time getting to her destination, enjoying the ride.
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An hour later, Agent Cecy finally pulled up to The Manor (aka, ‘SS&A, d/b/a The Manor,’ a subsidiary of Jonut21 Enterprises LLC). A pair of happy little creatures wearing bellhop hats welcomed her with eager waves, and she was welcomed inside by the Sinister Sisters.
“I’m here to settle up with the Greeblies,” she said with a wicked grin. She tossed the car keys to one of the happy little creatures with ‘valet’ on his black robe. “The payment is in the trunk.” Agent Cecy chatted amiably with the sisters while waiting for the Greeblies to retrieve Katie.
When the Greeblies carried Agent Katie in, wriggling and squirming and shouting curses into the gag, Katie looked quite disheveled. Her skirt had risen well above her hips, nearly to her waist. Her jacket and blouse were rumpled and torn, lapels spread wide, and her hair a sweaty mess.
“More straps!” One of the Greeblies happily chirped, pointing to the newly added restraints around Agent Katie’s thighs. The devious creatures clung to Katie’s legs rather possessively.
“Yes, I see you found the rest of the straps in the trunk,” Agent Cecy grinned. “But I also notice Agent Katie’s clothes are a bit rumpled and she’s a little more exposed than I left her…”
The two Greeblies exchanged sheepish grins. Then they simultaneously pointed their blame at one another. “Roopsie!” one giggled. “More straps?” implored the other.
That was enough to elicit another round of frustrated struggling and angry cursing from Agent Katie, directed toward Agent Cecy: “Ceffy!!! Yufff Bfffch!! MRFGGG!!”
“GOODNESS!” Agent Cecy exclaimed, looking at the Sinister Sisters. “I must apologize for my mentor’s most un-ladylike behavior and colorful language. I hope that’s something you two will be able to help her with…it seems she could use some more decorum lessons…” She winked at her seething boss while snapping a dozen more future blackmail pictures with her phone.
“Don’t worry, Agent Cecy,” Eloise, the tall slender sister, assured her. “We always enjoy having Agent Katie stay with us for a spell. I think in a couple days she’ll be much more relaxed, much less high-strung…and ready to act like a proper lady again. And better dressed, too.”
“Oh, Cecy!” Berta, the short stocky sister, exclaimed. “You really MUST stay for tea! High tea will be served promptly at 5.” She nodded enthusiastically while looking the brunette up and down. Agent Cecy wasn’t sure she liked the way Berta licked her lips.
“I would love to, Miss Berta, but I really must get going. I have an appointment with an artist…now that Agent Katie is otherwise occupied.” Agent Cecy was looking forward to her own private modeling session with Jonut21, after Agent Katie had excluded her from the last one.
“Oh, but we…” Eloise paused, glancing down at the Greeblie who had sidled up to Cecy. “…AND the Greeblies…INSIST that you stay…”
~~~the end??~~~
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Huge thanks to my friend jonut21 for this fun artwork that’s a treat for both Cecyme and myself!
I’m flattered that our stories can inspire his artwork, and I’m grateful for our collaborations!
Go check him out on his DA page for lots of fun scenes and more artwork with his minions.
And lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA page:
https://www.deviantart.com/katied-life/gallery/87899898/jonut21
Thanks to all the creative partners in our community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you!
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