International Super Spy Mission Goes Terribly Wrong:

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By Marshian Two super model spies infiltrate a party but find out they have been ratted out, and instead get raped and used as whores

The plan was simple, go to the ball disguised a distinguished lady, sneak away into the Baron’s room, steal the ruby, and escape through the window. The Baron, Dean Baxter was undeniably evil, he was ruthless and was willing to do anything to get money. This included stealing a ruby from the ancient, unknown city of ‘Loran’, a high tech city that was completely secret, located deep in the jungle. The ruby that he stole, wasn’t just any ruby, it was the ruby that powered the entire city of Loran, all it’s energy.
3 people had been put in charge of the mission, Alan, the tech-guy, Emma the locksmith and most importantly the badass spy in the world Lydia Winer. She was basically like James Bond, except nobody had heard of her, which is the REAL sign of a good spy.

Emma and Lydia would go in complete disguise, whilst Alan held up in the van that was parked outside. Emma, a stunning blonde, standing at around 5″3, incredibly agile, she had the swimsuit figure, she had on a tight silky long red dress, that complimented her curves perfectly. It was low cut so you could see her cleavage, in her experience it was easier to infiltrate places when men are too busy staring at yours tits. Lydia had black hair, and was arguably more pretty than Emma. She was about 5″6, a built more built than Emma. Her makeup was stunning and her stare was desirable. She was wearing a black lacey dress with a beautiful necklace, she had on a dark red corset that pushed up her heavy breasts, both of them looked stunning.
“Looking good you two” Alan complimented them through their ear-pieces
“Have you got eyes on us Alan?” Lydia asked whilst subtly covering her mouth with her hands.
“Affirmative.”
“What way am I going?”
“First door on your right and then up the stairs, it should be the only door from then.”
“On it” Lydia attempted to slink away to the room. But, she noticed the baron’s eyes on her.
Emma chimed in “Baron’s coming towards you, I’ll get a head start”, before Lydia could object she was face to face with the Baron. He was about 6″1, looming over her, she looked small compared to him. He was bald, wearing a tan suit, he wasn’t ugly, but wasn’t very handsome either, he was likely around 40-ish, and was well-built. Despite that he was surrounded by his bodyguard. “And who might you be?” He said charismatically
“Whose asking?” Lydia dodged the question.
He chuckled “This is my party, that’s my refreshments that your drinking”
“Your the baron?” She pretended
“Indeed. But I’m more curious who you are?”
“Elizabeth” She put her hand out “But you can call me Lizzy”
He grabbed her hand and kissed it “Well Lizzy. You are truly stunning.”
“You flatter me Baron.” He moved a little to close to her and wrapped his arms around her waist “Baron! I say!”, what Lydia didn’t see as her arms were outstretched behind his back, was one of the guards slip a pill into her drink. It quickly fizzed out as the Baron let go of her “My apologies. I was just trying to pick you up” The baron lied “I like my women well built”
“Who says I care how you like your women?” She responded flirtiously.
He bites his lip “I’ll let you get on with your day, but you’ll know where to find me”. Lydia sighed a deep breath of relief as he walked away. She lingered around pretending to be occupied, but whilst slowly moving to the exit. After a short while she left and ran up the stairs to the room.

However, when she swung open the door, she didn’t expect to see Emma, on the floor, sobbing with a gun to her head. Surrounding her were 4 big security officers, and Alan. Alan was up and standing. As Lydia attempted to shut the door and try to run, the drugs set in and she felt all her limbs go numb, although her brain had told her to close the door, instead her body flopped to the floor and as Alan walked over to her, she fell deep asleep.

Lydia woke up on the floor, she was not wearing dress but rather a black lacey corset lingerie. She had a black ball-gag in her mouth stopping her from being able to do anything but a muffled scream. She still tried, a muffled scream was better than none. Her black lingerie attached to garters that clung onto sexy black fish-net stockings. She soon realised that her hands were cuffed to a handle in the floor, they were long cuffs however, long enough that she could reach just above her head. She tried the ball gag but found it had a lock in the back she looked to her side and saw Emma. Unconscious on the floor, just 10 feet from her, just out of reach, wearing the same thing but in pink, pink ball-gag, picks lingerie, pink stockings.
They were in a large room, in the centre, there was a set of large double doors. They swung open and coming out was the Baron, along with just 1 security guard. “Girls! Wake up!” He shook Emma awake whilst Lydia screamed profanity at him through the ball-gag. “I’m sure you’re saying something extremely threating.” He taughtened as Emma awoke. Realising her situation and started screaming too. He gave his security guard a look, and he slapped Lydia across the face, it didn’t really hurt, but it threw her to the side.
“You’re still numb. The drugs haven’t worn off yet. That’s the one bit of mercy I will offer you.” Lydia started screaming again. “Oh- actually that’s not true- I’ll add something in there to, I don’t want you to have any false hope that you might get out of here.” Walking through the doors was Alan. Unharmed. “That’s right ladies” They both started screaming at him.
“Wow-” There was amazement in his voice “They look so good”. The ladies looked at each other with a look of “I knew this guy sucked.”
“As we agreed Alan. You get first dibs.” The Baron chuckled “You see ladies, your friend here told us all about your plan to steal my ruby. He said that he all he wanted was his revenge on you- To which I said, revenge? What kind of revenge?-”
“And I said; Those two little sluts have being teasing the fuck out of me ever since I first joined. Wearing revealing outfits, getting my balls all blue. I want to give these two sluts what they deserve. Make them finally follow through with it. I want to fuck them both.”
“-I of course agreed. But, I thought, If we’re already raping you, we might as well make a show of it. So, I decided I’d fuck you too, along with my friends.” The girls started shaking in fear, attempting to get up and object, but they couldn’t get any higher than their knees. “And I’ll use that ruby of yours, a ruby that powered a whole city, to charge my camera. That camera” He points to a camera on the wall pointing down at them “Then I’ll send it to your shit city, to warn them what happens when they mess with the Baron. They’ll probably pass it around the whole city, the only porn that they can watch, you’ll go from being the best spies in the city, to the best porn-stars in the city”.
The girls screaming had gone from berating to pleading. Even stern, balls of steel, Lydia was begging for mercy.
“Screaming won’t get you anywhere by the way girls. The party’s over, and the after party has just begun. And as you know I live on my own personal island.” He smirked and shouted out “Come on in boys” a group of maybe 14 or 15 men entered through the doors, all marvelling at the sluts they were going to be using. “I invited all the guys from the party to stay a few more hours, or maybe… days”
“I get first dibs!” Objected Alan “I want Lydia’s mouth!”. The guards, who weren’t participating luckily for the girls, came around and unlocked the lock on their ball-gags. They instantly started pleading to the guards “Please! Please! I’ll give you anything! Don’t let this happen.” They merely smirked down at them and went back to their position guarding the door. Alan dropped his trousers in front of Lydia, as she roughly positioned on her hands and knees. “Fuck you. I’ll bite it off!”
“You don’t have the strength, the drug has taken all your struggle away from you.” He pressed his 3 inch cock up against her lips, jerking it in her face, at least Lydia got the smallest cock first. He easily opened her mouth and slid it in her wet mouth. Lydia hated every second of it, he wasn’t even close to going down her throat, but she hated sucking cock in general. He was pushing his hips into her, holding her shoulders. Emma was crying begging for somebody to stop him the entire time. Eventually he pulled his cock out and sprayed a streak of hot white jizz across her face, he aimed a little high and it went from just above her eyebrow to the crown of her head, in her pretty black hair.
Once Alan got his nut, all the other men who had been getting themselves naked and hard rushed towards the girls. Instantly they were swarmed with 8 guys each. Instantly one roughly grabbed Lydia’s head and slammed his cock deep into her mouth, making her gag, her eyes water and mascara run as he gripped the back of her hair and thrusted in and out of her wet, slimy mouth. His balls slapping against her chin. Others fought over her pussy and her ass, she wasn’t prepared and yelped as her pussy was penetrated by a huge 8 inch cock, then her knees went weak as her ass was entered too, they were awkwardly fighting over thrusting themselves into her. Taking turns with each thrust, grabbing tight on her skinny waist. After only a minute or so they filled her pussy up with their juices, before the cum even had the chance to leak out of her wet cunt and sloppy ass, they were filled by other men who lasted even less time and came twice as hard. She got several shots of cum down her throat and several heavy warm loads to the face. As she gave a rough blowjob she was forced to give two handjobs at the same time. This is all whilst they spat on her “FUCKING SLUT!” They cried. “Take this whore!” as they streaked cum along her face and into her hair. “Special agent slut”.
Emma was no different. She got fucked, filled and covered just as hard as Lydia. Alan had a go on her too, but in her pussy.
The Baron had his turn on all of 3 of their holes, both of them, people respected him more so moved for him. After about 2 hours of fucking. They were unshackled and pushed down onto the floor surrounded by all of them, they huddled together being spat on, treated like whores, “BEG FOR IT” the crowd cried, so, to make it stop, they begged “Cover me in it” “Cum all over my slutty face” “Give me my reward” “Make me look like the slut I am” and that’s what happened. They got covered from head to toe in seed.

Baron accompanied them both to the shower, where they both gave him one additional joint blowjob. Then they were given uniforms, ankle bracelets, to make sure they didn’t leave the mansion and slutty little French maid outfits “You might as well be useful whilst you’re here” He told them. After a while of being told your a slut, it’s hard to resist being one, even slightly. So they didn’t disobey him, did as he told them. However when they went down to the cellar to collect wine for all the guests they were met by the muscly guards of the Baron, who demanded their fill too. They were fucked by the guards furiously. Then they fucked the guests again the following day. They became first class sluts, and the Baron was right, the city of ‘Loran’ treasured their video and they became the number #1 porn stars their.
Baron kept them on the drug however, he had a feeling that they wouldn’t listen to him without it, plus it completely got rid of the chance of getting pregnant, which meant 100x less condoms.

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