Corporate Espionage

Vex grabbed another can from her fridge, shoving the door closed with her paw as she cracked the drink open and took a long drink, her orange fur fluffing up slightly as the cold beer burned her throat slightly, setting the can down with a satisfied sigh as she wiped her muzzle. The Nickit had had yet another successful job, snatching a packet of classified documents from one of the many megacorps who had their headquarters in her city, selling it off to a rival corp for a tidy payday. One might've mistakenly believed the woman to be just another nameless, faceless person struggling to stay afloat in the neon lit streets of the city based on the ragged pants and an old tank top that she was wearing, or the messy state of her small apartment, but in truth Vex was among the most successful infiltration specialists in her district, working freelance to discreetly steal information from the corporations. The Pokemon's early life had been anything but luxurious, and she hadn't ever gotten used to living in the lap of luxury, even if she could afford it quite easily, preferring the more humble surroundings. She could also come across as quite crass, especially to the high and mighty snobs that infected all of the luxurious clubs and high rises dotting the business district of the city, meaning that she fit in much better with the lower class. Getting ready for a night of partying and drinking to celebrate her most recent job, the Nickit quickly emptied the rest of the can before crushing it up, tossing it into the trash as she stepped out of the kitchen, slipping on her old hoodie. 

The Nickit's daughter looked up from her colouring book, noticing Vex getting dressed to go out, smiling brightly as she hopped off the sofa and ran towards her mother, 
"Mommy, can I come too!?" 
Vex chuckled as she grabbed up the 11 year old girl, lifting the cub up and giving her a faintly alcohol-scented kiss on the forehead, 
"No can do, kiddo, you ain't old enough to hang around these bastards. I'll be back in the morning, auntie Lulu is gonna keep you company until then, okay Xev~?" 
The girl nodded as she was set down, stepping back into the living room just as the doorbell rang, a holoprojection of a Mienfoo appearing on the wall in front of Vex, 
"Lulu, just in time, c'mon in."
The babysitter stepped inside as the front door slid open, giving the woman a smile,
"Sorry if I was late, you know what the traffic is like."
"It's a real bitch, I know. I'll be lucky if I'm still buzzed by the time I finally get to the bar. Look after my little cutie for men, make sure she gets to bed by ten." 
"Will do."
Vex dug through her pockets to make sure she had her cigarettes and lighter before kicking on her boots, waving at Xev before stepping out, 
"Okay kiddo, mama's going out now. Love you lots, I'll see ya in the morning, we'll have some pancakes!" 
"Okay mom, bye!" 
The Nickit chuckled as she walked out, getting into the elevator and leaning against the corner as she waited for it to go down to the garage, trying to decide whether she'd go back home right from the bar or whether she'd spend the night in some cute guy's bed instead. The woman was lucky to have such a good babysitter as Lulu on call, since she had no clue who exactly Xev's father was, her pregnancy being the result of a drunken one night stand quite like the one she was already planning. 

Taking an automated cab to her usual hangout, Vex hopped out of the car in the middle of a dingy back street, trash littering the sidewalks and several groups of drunkards bickering and puking around the entrance to the bar, a lone neon sign lighting up the door to the place, flickering on and off with an electric buzz. Taking in the grimy ambiance with a smirk, the Nickit walked inside, the roar of the busy crowd layering with rock and metal blasting through speakers to create a space where she could barely even hear herself think, just as she liked it. Vex immediately headed to the bar, sitting down in front of a Machamp bartender that she'd known for nearly all of her life, the old man using one pair of arms to wipe off a glass while simultaneously leaning against the bar with the other set, 
"Vex, was thinking you'd finally gotten too good for this place."
"Never, I'll die in this shithole I'm sure."
The pair laughed as the Machamp reached for a bottle of amber liquor, sloshing it around, 
"Start you off with the usual?" 
Vex nodded, leaning back in her barstool as the man set down a small glass with a cube of ice in it, pouring it half full of the liquor, 
"Enjoy, call me over when you're getting thirsty again."
The woman took a big gulp from her drink, barely even tasting it before already sending it down her gullet, in a hurry to get sloshed so that the real fun could start. Looking around the busy place, Vex noticed a pair of men sitting in the corner of the bar, sticking out like a sore thumb to her, staying still and whispering to one another as they eyed up the place, causing her to chuckle to herself. The two were very obviously suits from some corpo, unable to blend in with the energetic crowd even if they had exchanged their snazzy corporate uniforms for something much more down to earth, seeming uncomfortable with even breathing the same air as the rowdy crowd banging their heads to the rhythm of screaming rock. Vex figured that the duo were just some office workers getting a bit bored with the classy clubs, wanting a taste of the wild life, focusing back on her drink instead of bothering herself with the thrillseekers,
"Hey, can I get another, I'm almost done with this glass already!" 
The Nickit had soon downed two more drinks, feeling the soothing effect starting to take over as she swayed in her seat, sitting up to go to the dance floor. Her legs however had a different plan, causing her to stumble as she grabbed onto the bar for support, groaning as the room began to spin, 
"Oh… s… shit…" 
Vex didn't know what was going on, though she had a hunch, knowing that she was usually able to handle her alcohol much better than this, holding her head as she staggered towards the bathrooms near the back of the building, slurring as she mumbled to herself, 
"I think someone ffff… fucking slipped me s… something…"
She didn't notice the corpo suits in the corner following her every move as she tried to force her body to cooperate, getting weaker with every step as she neared the bathrooms, suddenly feeling the world around her doing backflips as she fell to the floor, losing consciousness before she had even hit the deck. 

Waking up with the worst hangover of her life, even worse than the time she'd made the mistake of trying to drink the old Machamp under the desk, Vex groaned as she slowly opened an eye, her blurry vision clearing up little by little as she looked around, trying to figure out where exactly she'd woken up at. The place didn't seem familiar, and it certainly didn't look like the sort of place she'd have liked to wake up in, shiny and sterile white walls making the very sparse room seem outright alien, a large mirror embedded in the wall next to a metal door. It took the woman a few seconds to realise two things: she couldn't move, and she was entirely naked. With rising worry, she looked down to see that she was strapped in some sort of a weird contraption, her neck, wrists, and ankles pushed through a series of holes on a metal slab before being clamped in place, a seat under her flank to hold her up in the awkward and defenceless position. Grunting and groaning as she tried to pull herself free, her toes wiggling around and her tail rising up out of effort, the freelancer strained for a good minute before finally having to give up, admitting that the contraption wouldn't budge an inch as she panted and tried to think of some other way to free herself. Looking around as best as she could with her neck clamped in place, the woman noticed another similar device sitting next to her, as well as a console of some sort sitting next to the door. Most worrying of all however was the logo that was flashing on the screen of the console: that of a stylized, angular wasp. Vex immediately recognised the company logo as that of Vespa Group, the same corp that her latest job had been the target of, realising that her current predicament must've been some sort of revenge for the espionage she'd committed. Knowing full well that not many people would ever surface again after being snatched up by a vengeful corp, the Nickit grit her teeth, glancing over at the mirror that she guessed was a one way window, 
"Alright you bastards, give it your best shot, I ain't gonna sell out a single soul!" 

As the woman continued her shouting and blustering, a compartment suddenly opened up on both sides of the seat she was sitting on, catching her attention as she panted and growled, preparing herself for the hell that was surely to come. Several spindly robotic limbs emerged from the compartment, stretching out like metallic spider legs before curling up and pointing towards the trapped Nickit, her whole body tensing up as the torture implements stopped inches away from her hide, a dozen whirring appendages stretching out towards her. Looking closer, she noticed that the limbs were tipped with what looked like a small, soft silicone tendril, making her cock her head in confusion, having expected something more akin to needles and knives. The legs quickly revealed their purpose however, as they snapped into action, one half pressing against Vex's bare feet while the other focused on her sides, vibrating and moving in chaotic patterns as their soft tips caressed the most ticklish spots on the freelancer's body. Immediately, the woman squeaked and tried to pull away from the robot limbs, squirming as they relentlessly continued tickling her, making her gasp and hiss while she trembled from the overstimulation, 
"H… hey, wh… what kinda t… torture is this!? Stop it!" 
As if to taunt her, the machine only increased in speed and intensity as she squealed, shaking from side to side as she desperately tried to get away, blushing from being in such a humiliating situation, stark naked and tickled to the point of being unable to catch her breath. The tips of the limbs dragged against her soles making her feet curl up as the gentle caressing against her sides was driving her crazy, her belly starting to cramp from all of the fidgeting she was doing, almost starting to hope that the tickling would soon be replaced by the knifes and needles she'd originally been expecting, 
"I… I said stop it! I… I'm not talking, goddammit!" 

Left to writhe on the torture device, Vox endured the tickling for a good ten minutes before the machine suddenly came to a stop, leaving her gasping for air as her head slumped down, winded and lightheaded from barely having gotten a breath in during all of the tickling. The door to the room slid open, and another woman stepped in, a Sylveon right about Vex's age dressed in a sharp suit, with one of her ribbons tied around her neck as a bow tie, a smug smirk on her muzzle. Vex immediately recognised the lady as Vespa, the head of the corporation she had attacked, growing increasingly worried about her future as she stared down the grinning Sylveon, trying not to let her anxiousness show on her face, 
"What the hell do you want? You can just kill me right now, you're not squeezing anything from me!" 
Staying silent, Vespa simply crossed her arms and stepped further in, the door sliding closed behind her as she strolled past the locked up freelancer, circling around the Nickit as Vex gave a flustered groan, trying to cover up her exposed privates using her tail. Finally opening her mouth, Vespa stepped back in front of the thief, an almost warm and tender hint to her smile as she stood with her back straight, 
"I don't wish to continue tormenting you any further, but you're well aware that I will if I must. So… perhaps you'd like to make your life much easier, and simply tell me who your employer was, who was the insider in my company?" 
Still panting, Vex scowled, 
"What, so you can just kill me afterwards? Go to hell!" 
With a frown, Vespa stepped back and shook her head, sighing as she glanced away from the woman, 
"I never like bringing family into business, but it's sadly necessary so often in my line of work…" 
At the snap of her fingers, the mirror next to Vespa turned translucent, revealing Xev standing there, still in her pyjamas, flanked on both sides by corporate guards. 

Staring at her daughter in equal parts dismay, fury, and panic, Vex nearly broke into tears as she growled, fighting against her bindings twice as hard as she stared at the confused cub, all the while the Sylveon just stood in front of her, 
"You goddamn monster, don't you fucking dare touch her!" 
Vex had always tried her best to keep her daughter away from her line of work, wanting nothing but to provide the girl a safe and happy existence, something that her own parents couldn't ever provide for her. The Nickit was horrified at Xev having gotten caught in the crossfire, though the little Pokemon herself wasn't quite as frantic as her mother, looking around the weird place she'd been taken, a small smile on her face as she held the hand of one of the men that had taken her on the car ride, unable to hear what her mom was yelling about on the other side of the glass. Letting the thief yell for some time, Vespa could finally get a word in after several minutes of threats and curses being screamed at her, leaning down to come face to face with the furious Vex while the Nickit snarled angrily, 
"Your daughter is adorable, I don't want to cause her any harm. But I will, if you force my hand."
Staring the coldly calm Sylveon in the eye, Vex stayed silent, even as her hands clenched into fists, her heart skipping a beat as Vespa sighed and leaned away from her again, 
"As you wish. Send her in." 

The door slid open once more as one of the guards nudged Xev into the room, the cub's wide eyes peering around as Vespa squatted down to grab her hand, 
"Hey there, cutiepie~! I can show you something very fun, come here please."
"Sweetie, no, don't!" 
Xev looked at her yelling mom, even more confused as the Sylveon tugged her along, grabbing her by the waist and lifting her to sit up on the second torture machine, 
"Wh… what's happening?" 
Vespa shot a cold glare in Vex's direction, getting the woman to quiet down as she turned back to the cub, stroking the girl's hair reassuringly, 
"Nothing bad, I just need to put you into this machine. Just… think of it like a doctor's visit, they always poke and prod you with all kinds of weird things, right? But it's for your own good, and you always get a lollipop in the end~" 
Xev nodded as she let the lady gently slide her arms, legs, and head through the padded holes on the metal slab, a press of a button suddenly causing the padding to puff up and inflate, locking her in place as Vespa slipped off her shoes and socks, lifting her shirt up as spindly mechanical limbs emerged from the machine. Whirring to life, Vex could only watch helplessly as her daughter was tickled just the same as she had been, a dozen legs caressing and teasing the cub's pawpads and belly as Xev giggled harder and harder, twisting around as she struggled against her restraints,
"Th… that tickles!" 
The giggling soon turned into roarious laughter, and after that into exhausted panting and wheezing as the young Nickit began running out of air, the intense squirming leaving her winded and unable to take a breath in between the relentless assault on her feet and sides, her expression growing more panicked by the second. On the verge of tears, horrified at watching her own child tortured in front of her, Vex finally broke, screaming,
"Fine, stop it! Let her go! I'll tell you everything!" 
Lifting up a hand, Vespa signalled her men to pause the torture, watching as Xev went limp, gasping for air while shivering, 
"Good. Let's start with who the mole in my company is."

With a nervous shudder in her voice, Vex told the head of Vespa Group everything, from her sources inside of the corp to the people that had hired her to do the job, her eyes constantly flitting over towards her daughter to make sure that the panting cub was doing okay. The Sylveon simply listened silently, occasionally typing out some notes on a pad as the thief explained everything, nodding her head as she was already constructing a meticulous plan to resolve all of the issues that the data breach had caused within her company, as well as getting revenge on those responsible for it. Blurting out everything, Vex finally closed her eyes, hanging her head in shame as she sighed, expecting that she wouldn't live to see another day, only hoping that the woman might grant her one last request, keeping her voice low enough to not let the girl hear her, 
"Whatever you do to me… please… don't hurt my daughter. Xev had absolutely nothing to do with this, she doesn't even know what I do. Just… bring her back to her babysitter, tell Lulu that anything I owned is now hers."
Smirking as she tucked away her pad, Vespa stared down at the pleading Nickit,
"Whatever I do to you? Now why would I do anything to you? Haven't you heard, my head of cybersecurity had a little… accident after he failed to stop your break in, which has left my company with a vacancy. A vacancy that a woman with your skill set would fill just perfectly, should you choose to accept my offer~"
Trembling under the calculating gaze of the Sylveon, understanding that the proposal was less of an offer and more of a possible escape route from certain death, Vex nodded, unable to say no,
"I… I'll do it, I'll do anything you need me to."
"Wonderful, I'm glad we could come to a mutually beneficial agreement."
Vespa turned around, giving her fingers another snap as she stepped through the door, both torture machines letting their victims loose at the same time as the mother and daughter pair flopped backwards, groaning and grunting as their bodies ached from the awkward position they'd been locked in, as well as the tickling they'd gone through. Vex quickly crawled over to the young girl, helping Xev off of the seat before cradling the cub against her chest, staying silent as she looked up at the logo of the Vespa Group, horrified at what she'd gotten herself, and her innocent daughter, into.