"How can I do this?" I thought as I lay
there naked with only a silk sheet laid across
me.I slowly rose to the side of the bed and
dropped my head into my hands and began to
laugh. "My career is so over." I chuckled. As I
smiled the events from the last three months
played through my mind. I could hear and see
everything as if I were flashing back in time.
Three Months prior:
"This is the assignment I want you to take
Agent Whittle, all you have to do is go
undercover for at least three weeks." Said
Captain Wayne. I looked at the assignment very
carefully. "Sir, no disrespect, but I haven't
the temperment nor the ability to act like a
some type of slutty stripper. Are you sure you
do not want to try someone else for this case?"
I was trying my best to get out of it. I knew
that I wouldn't be able to. I was the best
female agent at the time, and basically the
only one that looked a little feminine.It
wasn't but a few days before I was trying out
at a club as a stripper. I had watched some
videos of how to do some of the moves but I
found that if I just went with the flow, it
became easier for me to play the part.
I went by the name Mercedes, and after two
weeks, I was a beleivable stripper. I would
look in the mirror and begin to wonder if I
were still the agent I had worked so hard to
become, or if I were this slutty woman that
used her body for money instaead of self
pleasure. I had always looked down on
strippers and now the career that I loved, a
career based on justice has placed me into a
life of moral displacement.
Three weeks had come and gone, no contact from
the agency was made. I was iching to find out
more about my assignment, who was it that I
was suppose to be here for, who was it that I
am suppose to take out? After the fifth week,
I finally received a bouqet of roses that had
a note. "Loved your moves tonight, Can't wait
to see if you can make your next move on a man
that can run the show. Bunnies have fun at
night, and so will you... Tony Banazio." This
was the code I needed to press on. The moves
meant that I am to assasinate a man that is
over a mob ring, I am to run into him tonight
while I work and his name is Anthony... Tony
is short for it.
As I stepped out on stage I twisted my hips as
I walked towards the pole in front of me. I
worked the pole like I had never done before,
i knew there was a man out there that I needed
to notice me. I need to get close to him so
that I can move forward in my mission. Little
did I know that getting his attention wouldn't
be hard at all. My boss called me over and
sent me to a private room for his number one
client of the night. Anthony Deondrio, was
waiting in the private area. He had dark hair,
dark eyes, a strong chin and a muscular build.
I looked at him and saw a sexy creature, I
could see that he was my target but he was a
target that was easy on the eyes.
He began to tell me what to do to him right
from the start. "Dance." He commanded. I begin
to move in the most sexy moves I knew, I even
began to rub myself for his pleasure... and
mine. He then told me to come closer, I did
exactly as I was told. I gave him a slow
lapdance. he never offered to touch, he just
watched me. I could tell he had control over
himself, and that he was the type that would
never lose control over anything.
For the next three weeks, he came every other
night for me to dance for him privately. he
still never tried to touch me or seemed to
show any expression. I on the other hand would
lie awake on my time off and think of thinks i
would like him to do with me. I have always
been a woman in control of myself, and I find
it very intriging being told what to do by
Anthony. I almost have to slap myself to
remember that I have to take him out.I figured
that since he was used to me performing close
to him over the last three weeks, that I would
finally fulfil my mission and assasinate him
the next time he comes in for a private
session.
Before my shift began, I snuck into the
private room and place a 45 with a silencer
under a chair, so that I could pull it out
easily and take care of business. When time
came for my private performance, I began as I
always did. I started on the pole, and then he
called me over to him for the lap dance. This
was in my plan because he was sitting in the
chair that had the 45 under it. I planned on
getting into the lap dance and then bend over
to grab my gun and finish him off... literly.
But as I was grinding at him and totally
getting into my performance, I turned and
looked into his dark brown eyes. My heart
began to beat extremely hard, my breathing
began to shallow and I felt a heat between my
legs. I know that he saw that I wanted him, I
know that he new the performance was no longer
just a performance but an invitation to take
me.
The music stopped and I ended my performance.
I just stood there, almost frozen because I
knew that I should had killed him already, I
knew that I missed my chance to complete the
mission. But I stood there also with a
heartbeat that was so hard that I could here
it in my ears, I was so hot for the man I am
to kill. I wanted him, I had never wanted
anything or anyone as bad as the man that sat
there with no emotion. He stood up and reached
into his pocket, i figured he was going to tip
me as he did times before, but this time he
handed me a key card."The Ritz Hotel in an
hour, room 12." he said in a commanding voice. I took
it from his hand without a word.
An hour later I was swiping the key card.I
stepped in slowly, I brought a purse with me
and of course it had a gun, lipstick, panties
and a cell phone in it. "Close the door." Said
a voice coming from the bathroom. Anthony
stepped out, holding a gun. "Hold on, why are
you pointing a gun at me?" I asked as if I
didn't know. He chucled and said, " Mercedes,
or would you rather be called Agent Whittle? I
have been waiting for you to kill me for four
weeks now, you have missed your chance. Now
throw your purse over here."
I reluctantly threw my purse toward him and
remained still as he pulled my 45 from my
bag." Now that you have no weapon, sit down,
we are going to talk." I sat down and he sat
across from me still holding the gun and
pointing at me. "Why didn't you kill me
tonight?" he asked in a mocking tone. I looked
at him and tried to remain as calm as I could.
I have always tried to never show fear in
situations like this, I really never show
emotion at all except for when I was looking
at him while I was dancing. I took in a deep
breath and said, "I was going to when I walked
in tonight." He sat back in his seat and
squinted his eyes at me. " I do not beleive
you." He said, " I saw you look at me tonight,
I do not beleive you intended on killing me
before you were able to see me naked." I
jumped up and screamed at him " That is a lie!
I was going to kill you and I will still!" I
know he was telling the truth when he said
that i wanted to see him naked, but I can't
let him think that he has any power over me
now that my cover is blown. " Calm down... you
will never be able to kill me..." I sighed and
sat back down. tears started to well up in my
eyes, I was about to cry.Even with my best
efforts, I could not prevent tears from
forming.
I felt so weak and useless, the mission was
ruined due to my senses being rattled by lust
and I am sitting here with a gun pointed at
me. I wanted him to pull the trigger to save
myself from the embarrassment that I am to
receive if I were to live through
this. "Please, just kill me and get this over
with." I said with a tear rolling down my
cheek. "Do you want me to shoot you with you
facing me or should I shoot you from behind?"
He asked in a emotionless tone. "I would
prefer to not see the gun go off" I said with
a sob in my throat. I then turned around and
got on my knees in the floor.I closed my eyes
and waited to hear the blast of the gun and
breathe in my last breath. I suddenly felt a
hand slowly grab my breast and a body against
my back. I felt soft sweet kisses on my neck
and felt his breath in my ear. I was almost
shocked that this man was even touching me.
The man that was going to kill me a second ago
is now caressing my body. I began to enjoy
what he was doing to me. I was going to turn
around but he gheld on to me and said not to
move. I held still and obeyed his orders. He
unzipped the back of my dress slowly and then
unfastened my bra. His hands rubbed all over
my skin, I had goose bumps all over my body.
My button was swelling with anticipation for
his touch. I wanted this man to do what ever
he wanted with me. I wanted him to take
me."Turn around." Anthony demanded in a hungry
growl. I turned and felt his lips heavily
against mine, he kissed me as if he was
sharing his soul with me. His tongue explored
mine as we kissed passionately. He slipped my
dress off me and my bra, he then pulled my
panties off me. He pushed my back on the couch
and started screwing me with his fingers... I
moaned as he manipulated my senses. "Do you
want to cum?" he asked. "yes!" I panted. "You
don't cum until i tell you... You hear me?!" I
nodded I tried to restrain my self. He stood
up and took off his pants and his manhood
stood erect. "Suck me!" He demanded. I got on
my knees and began to suck and lick. I swirled
my tongue all over his hard 7 inches of cock.
I moaned as I licked up his pre-cum. He
grabbed me by my hair and started screwwing my
mouth. he was almost choking me with his hard
cock. He then pulled away and pushed my back
on the sofa. I crawled down between my legs
and started to eat me. He ate and licked up my
juices... I quivered and his experienced and
giving tongue. He explored every inch of my
pussy. I was almost about to explode when he
pulled away and climbed on top of me. he
plunged in me with one swift move. I pussy was
engulfed with his hard shaft. He started to
slowly pound me and then he went more
vigorously.I was about to scream when he
said, "Now you can cum!" A wave washed over me
as I came. He then came at the same time. We
both thrusted into one another as hard as we
could. Both of us out of breath began to kiss
each other again. We made love over and over
that night.
Present:
Here I am naked on the side of the bed still
going by the name of Mercedes. It has been
only three months since I was sent undecover.
Now I am undercover in a different way for a
different side. My side.
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