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Jack started to regret going in to take the task on alone. It meant less backup, but less suspicion. But here he was anyways, found out as a spy. That also meant he was at the mercy of the organization that had obtained photos of the President and the French Prime Minister engaging in sexual relations. What was even stranger was that he was bound to some beautiful woman he'd never met before... with duct tape. They made damn sure they couldn't escape too. They had propped her onto Jack at the waist. His hands were completely taped from wrist to fingertip on her leather clad buttocks, while hers were wrapped around his chest and fastened to his back. Her thighs were secured to his hips and her booted ankles were sealed together behind Jack, entrapping him. It was an awkward position to tie two people in. He was almost her own personal folding chair, and it was getting tough to hold her up. He couldn't figure out why they weren't taped back to back until the mysterious woman in shadows spoke up.
"Silence them and bring out the noose." she said coldly. The guard did as she was told and moved a long chain from the sliding pulley on a rail. She then set it around Jack's neck, fastening it tight with a padlock. She then pulled out the roll of duct tape, pulling up the woman's blonde hair and tightly winding the gag over her lips leaving an imprint of them in the silver adhesive. She then walked over to Jack and did the same.
"Mmmph!" protested Jack, his lips sealed tightly by the duct tape wrapped around them. The scrunching of the leather catsuits they had been adorned with, rubbed together as Jack started to loose his balance. The sound of desperation echoed in the room, as he tried to break free of their bonds. The guard took note of this and wrapped another tie around the both of their backs, cinching them closer together.
"We'll see how long you last before her weight tips against your favor. And when you're dead, she'll simply take your place." she smiled in the darkness.
Damn it... how'd I get myself into this one? I guess it started when...
"Silence them and bring out the noose." she said coldly. The guard did as she was told and moved a long chain from the sliding pulley on a rail. She then set it around Jack's neck, fastening it tight with a padlock. She then pulled out the roll of duct tape, pulling up the woman's blonde hair and tightly winding the gag over her lips leaving an imprint of them in the silver adhesive. She then walked over to Jack and did the same.
"Mmmph!" protested Jack, his lips sealed tightly by the duct tape wrapped around them. The scrunching of the leather catsuits they had been adorned with, rubbed together as Jack started to loose his balance. The sound of desperation echoed in the room, as he tried to break free of their bonds. The guard took note of this and wrapped another tie around the both of their backs, cinching them closer together.
"We'll see how long you last before her weight tips against your favor. And when you're dead, she'll simply take your place." she smiled in the darkness.
Damn it... how'd I get myself into this one? I guess it started when...
THE LOST ART OF KEEPING A SECRET
Starring
Dysy as... Colette
Fetwick as... Jack Pierce
And NPC as... Organization Q
Fetwick as... Jack Pierce
And NPC as... Organization Q