Artwork by Alucard’s Spirit

Agent Katie is ‘caught’ working late in the S.P.A.N.K. Agency offices.

I was working late in the office again, going above and beyond (as usual), staying after hours to finish some mission reports. The agency offices are typically pretty quiet late at night, and other than a skeleton crew of security, usually no one is around.

Tonight I could hear some sounds of revelry from the lower level; apparently Agent Babs and Junior Agents Loud and Nadia were having a pizza party with the security guys. I smiled. It was good they were all getting along, even if it was a little against regulations – as long as the Director doesn’t hear about it.

Hell, Nadia probably sweet-talked Comptroller @Razamafan into paying for it.

I tuned out the noise of the party to focus, and it seems I tuned out all noises too well. When I glanced up, Kidnapper-For-Hire Karl was standing there along with another masked goon I didn’t recognize.

I sighed. “Not tonight, Karl…I have a headache, and so much to do…”

Karl held up a hand to quiet me. “Agent Katie, I’d like you to meet Lance, my new apprentice. This is his first training run.” Karl turned to his partner.

“Lance, meet Agent Katie, one of the most sexy and fun agents I get to kidnap – and by far the one I’ve kidnapped the most. I’ve procured her for her enemies so many times, we’re practically best friends.”

Karl was speaking the truth. Not about being friends, though he did have a respectful, firm and quite enjoyable touch…and he was pretty hunky too, and well endowed, and…um…well, not friends, no. But yeah, he’d taken me captive so many times I pretty much knew what to expect.

The new guy was a new wrinkle though…dark-skinned, also hunky, and…big hands. Really big hands…

“Hey,” was his brilliant opening line. Lance then looked back to Karl. “So, uh, what do we do first?”

I giggled. “Here, I’ll take it easy on you, newbie,” I said with a grin. I stood up and bent over the conference table, placing my hands behind me with my arms crossed in the small of my back. “Go ahead, rookie.”

Karl chuckled while he watched me bend over the table submissively with my wrists presented and ready to be bound. “Uh, Katie, that blouse is silk, yeah? If you don’t want it torn, maybe…”

“Oh, thanks, hun,” I replied and straightened back up again. Slowly and deliberately I unbuttoned the blouse, giving Karl and his partner a little tease. “So who wants me this time, Karl, and how much are they paying for me?” I grinned as I watched Lance’s jaw drop, mouth agape.

“Madame No wants to see you,” Karl replied, also watching me expose my chest. “Seems you’re both trying to recruit the same officer, and she wants to make sure the villains get her first.”

“Officer Bliss?” I cried out, surprised. “Noooo…she’s such a sweetheart, I need to keep her on the side of good!” When Karl just shrugged, I continued: “You know, if Madame No wants to speak with me, she could just pick up the phone.” I grumbled halfheartedly, resuming my stance bent over the conference table.

“Oh Katie,” Karl chuckled. “I think Madame No, and me, AND you all prefer it this way.” I shrugged, and Karl added: “Besides, you should feel lucky Lance an’ me got here first. Some other crazy chick bounty hunter named Amy accepted the contract too, and I hear she’s pretty wicked and cruel with curvy blondes.”

“Another huntress?” I scoffed. “All you independent contractors are making life difficult for us.”

Karl nodded, pointing at my rear. “Uh, the skirt, maybe hike it up a bit so I can teach Lance this next part?”

I snorted this time, but pulled my skirt up above my hips and over the crest of my rear, and once again returned my hands behind my back. I watched as Karl and Lance both took up a position behind me.

“Now see there,” Karl intoned in the voice of a trainer. “She’s wearing a thong, usually does with a skirt, but never with shorts or a catsuit. You’re gonna wanna take that off and stuff it in her mouth before you tape it shut.”

When Lance grunted in surprise, Karl continued: “It’s ok, she likes it.”

“Karl!” I said, kicking at him playfully from my bent over position. “That’s supposed to be our little secret.”

“Oh, sorry, love,” he laughed. “Guess I shouldn’t have posted that on my feed in OnlyVillains.” He gestured to Lance. “Ok, but first: short rope for the wrists.”

I held still patiently as Lance fumbled with the rope around my wrists. I didn’t resist, partly to make it easier on the new guy, and partly so it wouldn’t hurt when he was done – thankfully, Karl brought the good soft ropes.

“Time to show you the ropes, baby,” Lance said with a cheesy sneer.

“Dude, no…” Karl snapped. “She’s a pro, you don’t think she’s heard that a dozen times?”

“Sorry, boss,” Lance muttered, chagrined, and went back to work on my wrists.

Apparently Lance couldn’t resist brushing himself up against my ass while he bound me – they never do – and I resisted shying away. His bulge was evident, firm, and – though this wasn’t a precise method of measurement – his hard-on felt at least as impressive as Karl’s, if not more so.

“Alright, that’s good, stand her up,” Karl told Lance, who tugged on my arms to pull me back to my feet – and back against his bulge again. Karl handed Lance a blindfold almost the same shade of pink as my silk blouse. “Put this on next, it heightens the fear and excitement for her during everything else we’re gonna do.”

While Lance took the strip of fabric and prepared to lay it over my eyes, I commented to Karl, “nice choice on colors there, big guy.”

Karl chuckled and waved out the plate-glass window of my office. “I do my homework, babe.” He nodded to Lance, who snugged the blindfold around my head and tucked it neatly under my hair. “No peeking, Katie.”

Karl was right, of course, about heightened senses…made even more so by the presence of a new man I wasn’t familiar with, and didn’t yet trust. I was glad Karl was here this time, but it likely wouldn’t be long before Lance was operating on his own.

Doing a Total Power Exchange with dependable Karl was one thing, with a unpredictable novice it could easily become a more unpleasant experience. Hopefully Karl would train him right. With a grin, I thought it likely he would be getting his first lessons back at Karl’s place tonight.

Lance spun me to face Karl, who proceeded to instruct Lance on binding me in more ropes. “Over the breasts, to push them down and out, and pin the shoulders back,” and “under the breasts, to lift up and out, and keep the elbows tucked,” and finally, “Just above the waist, keep the hands pinned to her ass so she can’t smack you in the ‘nads.”

“That was only once, and an accident!” I protested, turning my blindfolded face in the direction of Karl’s voice.

“Yeah, right, at the time you said it was to get me back for exposing your nips on the street.” he chuckled.

“Dude, it was like zero degrees out that night,” I whined. “You deserved it. And I should tell your trainee about the time you…”

“Ok! Time for that gag,” Karl cut in, placing his big hand over my mouth, causing me to emit a spontaneous murmur. “Hold her still,” he told Lance. “I’ll show you how.”

Lance placed his strong hands on my hips and kept me pulled against him. His thick fingers splayed out across my lower abdomen, his longest fingers pressing into the crease between my thigh and abs – and setting off a little reaction of arousal in me at feeling so small and vulnerable in his grip.

The way I was positioned, my crossed palms were pinned between my rear and his hard-on. I had to consciously resist cupping his bulge – in fact, I may have accidentally on purpose pressed back on it just a bit.

Karl slid his warm fingers under the hem of my skirt and tugged my thong down my thighs, over my calves, and tugged at it against my ankles. I helpfully lifted my feet to step out of the flimsy waistband. He must have held my thong up for Lance, because Karl laughed and said, “what did I tell you…soaked. Don’t let her ever tell you she’s not enjoying a little bondage and manhandling.”

“Hey, now…” I began to protest, but when I sensed Karl’s hand near my cheek, I dutifully opened my mouth so he could stuff the thin fabric inside. I heard the screech of tape being pulled from a roll, and then Karl was pressing the woven tape against my mouth, sealing my thong inside. His familiar fingers began forming the tape neatly against the contours of my face, pressing my cheeks up and my chin down.

“That should about do it,” Karl informed Lance as he tugged the tape tight around the back of my neck. “We’re ready to sneak her back out the way we came in.” He grasped one of my upper arms, while Lance grabbed the other, and they began to propel me toward my office door.

As we crossed my office, Lance spoke up excitedly: “Fuck yeah, dude! This kidnapper stuff is fun. You’re right, this chick was so easy to take…and hot too, dude…and what a kinky freak! So what we gonna do with her now, huh? Maybe take her back to your place? We get to have some fun with her right? Yeah, can’t wait to taste this hot little piece of candy.”

“Uh, dude…” Karl began, but Lance kept up his monologue. “Maybe Lance gonna show her his lance, right? Right? She gonna get Lanced! Yeah, that’s gonna be my catchphrase now – get Lanced!” He put his fingertips under my chin to pull my face toward him and stage-whispered in my ear: “Yeah, that’s right, baby…’You gonna Get Lanced, baby!’ Get it? Get it? Get Lanced?”

I squealed and tried to tug my chin away from the tug of his fingers. Not because what he said frightened or repulsed me – but because is was just so godawful corny. Like who gives themselves their own catch-phrase? I turned my gagged and blindfolded face to Karl as if to plead for help.

I could actually hear Karl facepalming as he admonished his apprentice: “Dude…no…just…no…you really gotta take it down a notch, noob…you have like zero chill.”

“Sorry boss,” Lance muttered, chagrined, but still unable to contain his excitement. “But uh, what is the plan…do we get to party and have fun with her before we hand her over to Madame No?”

“Well, hells yeah we do, bud,” Karl chuckled. “I told Madame No we wouldn’t nab her until tomorrow night. Plenty of time for a little party at my place before we hand her over. Like you said, best part of being a kidnapper for hire.”

I squealed again in protest, trying to plant my feet as if to stop them from leading away to some dingy hideout. I gave a little whimper as they easily gave my arms a tug and again propelled me forward.

“Oh, c’mon Katie, don’t pretend like you don’t have fun when I take you a day before your contracts are due.”

I shrugged and mmmphed into the gag. He wasn’t wrong about that. I was never bored while waiting for Karl to deliver me. And it wasn’t some dingy hideout, Karl’s place was pretty nice, he even had a nice dungeon set up in the spare bedroom where he kept me. Had a mini-fridge and microwave and everything. Apparently kidnapping me and my fellow agents paid pretty well, though he never talked money around me.

Still, I wasn’t sure about hanging out with both of them – the thought of two captors instead of just Karl was a little more intimidating. Especially with this eager newbie Lance, who I still knew nothing about.

‘Ahh well, make the best of it,’ I mused. After all, if Karl was going to go independent, I was going to ‘get to know’ him sooner or later…might as well have it happen under Karl’s watchful supervision.

Despite the blindfold, I knew the layout of the agency well enough to know when we reached the service door down the side hallway. Karl and Lance didn’t need to worry about being stealthy; the noise of the pizza party still going on in the lower levels masked any unnatural noises. The last thing I heard before the exit door closed was a sudden loud burst of male laughter, followed by high-pitched feminine squeals.

Babs – or perhaps Nadia or Loud – must have taken their shirts off in the security office. Again.

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One of my longer stories of late, but a fun and saucy one and I hope you find it alluring and a bit decadent. I had a lot of fun writing it and it felt good to get back into writing a bit of a more long-form story for an image.

Thanks to @BabsParkin and @somethingidiotic (Loud) for appearing in the story, and to @Razamafan for letting me use Nadia, along with named cameos from @BlissBellSL (Officer Bliss) and @chastitycontroled (Bounty Hunter Amy).
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