[u][b][center]A Spy in the Bush.[/center][/b][/u]
[u][b][center]By: Kiki Kalani[/center][/b][/u]

“First day on the job. They don’t suspect me….the papers worked.” Annika cackled mischievously into the hand-held transmitter she had on her, her eyes darting around the empty security room’s monitors as she watched the activities of the research lab unfold.

“Good, good. Just stick to the plan. Get in, get the blueprints we need and then return to the pick-up site. You are doing a great service to your Motherland!” A male voice on the other end in a heavy Russian accent replied back.

This had been in the works for years, the silver fox was honored to be able to carry it out in person. Many forged documents and millions of rubles were spent to get her a job at one of the R&D labs owned by the infamous Suit family. They had been a thorn in the side of almost every nation with interests in the Pacific with the vast corporate empire they had built up. A thorn that Annika hoped to help soon remove.

Her eyes darted across the monitors again, fixing on at the front desk as she let out a growl. A green and black colored fox in a tank top and jeans walked in, her muscular form barely hidden by her clothing at all. One of the Suit sisters, Club. 

“What is she doing here?! Just my luck….hopefully I can avoid that dyke.” Annika hissed again as she shoved a USB stick into the computer system handling the monitors, a brief flicker on all of them before they displayed loops from previous days. 

The plan was to steal a vital plan for a new state-of-the-art weapon the Suits had been developing. Not much was known about it, but apparently those Annika was working for thought it was vital to get their hands on. The silver fox slinked out of the security room and down the hallway. 

It was midday, most of the researchers were on break, and the few that were not were fortunately helping to guide Club around and report progress to their boss. Her arrival turned out to be a blessing in disguise, Annika thought as she walked through the halls, keeping herself ever vigilant of any threat.  

It wasn’t long before she reached her destination, the lab room that housed her target. Fumbling around with the keys in excitement she managed to open the door, flipping on the lights to reveal the large spacious and clean room. 

It was enough to put the vixen in awe; she had to admit, she was impressed. Metallic tables stood with various pieces and parts of gadgets set up on them, meant for testing, some even looking like they were still activated. Lights flickered and buzzing of electronics filled her ears. But she wasn’t here to admire the research, she was here to steal it, and destroy whatever was left. 

She quickly made her way to the computer area of the labroom, sitting down in front of the large database computer there and pulling out another USB, this one to help her get past whatever security might’ve been protecting the computer or the data on it and to copy over all the files she needed, and maybe even some useful ones she didn’t. 

It only took a few minutes for the program to work its magic, and a simple error noise let her know that it was finished. Smirking to herself she pulled out the device turning to leave, though as soon as she faced the door a figure came into view, Club.

“Hey there, heartless bitch!” The vixen pulled out a rather sizable bat before lunging forward at Annika. The poor silver fox could barely get her hand down to her waist before she felt a powerful thud on her head, vision going black as she was knocked unconscious, the last thing her hearing being the muffled inaudible voice of Club yelling at someone else in the room. She felt herself leave the floor, and she was out.

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She awoke in a dim room, lights shining straight into her eyes and making it hard to make out her surroundings. She went to move, only to find herself strapped down with clamps, cold hard metal against her naked back.

“Where am I?!” She growled, yelling and thrashing about as her eyes adjusted. 

Her vision fixed on a figure standing beside her that slowly came into focus, Annika growled even more recognizing it as Club, a smirk on her face. She still had her bat slung over her shoulder, a small dent in it where it had hit Annika’s head earlier. 

“Let me out of here you dyke! Do you have any idea what my people will do when they found out you kidnapped me?” Annika struggled harder, pulling and thrashing about until the pain made her stop.

“Nothing, just like with the rest of you filthy fucking agents….but you…you’re a lot more pretty than the rest” Annika growled at the words, trying to bite and thrash once more despite the pain as Club started to run a hand gently down the bound vixen’s naked body.

“Normally we’d kill them on the spot, make an example of them...well, I still intend to make an example out of you too. You’d make a pretty little fucktoy at the very least.”

Annika managed to spit at Club, the glob only landing on her shirt and provoking a rather moderated response from the normally aggressive vixen. Club merely wiped the spit off, letting out a chuckle as her grin grew even wider, a devious flicker in her eyes as she motioned up to an unseen group.

“Playing hard to get? That’s fine, I love breaking the tough ones. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for it.”  

“Fuck you!” The vixen went to spit again, but this time Club couldn’t restrain herself, thwacking Annika against her muzzle hard, dazing her a bit.

“We’ll see…Lower the machine! And get someone down here to help me work this fucking piece of junk.”

A couple seconds later the whirring of gears and pistons filled the air as a large device lowered from the ceiling, looking like something from a dentist’s office. It had all sorts of attachments on it and various ‘arms’ that held lights, balls, and other things Annika could barely make out. After it rested into its new position with a thud a new figure entered the room, a lab assistant.

The assistant fiddled with the machine for a few minutes, shaking and fumbling as Club growled and hissed for her to carry on. All the while Annika started to feel more and more desperate to escape, especially after she saw the lab assistant pull out a visor from one of the slots on the machine.

“Alright, now, put it on her and turn this thing on!”

“R-r-right away M-ms. Suit.” 

The trembling assistant carefully went to place the visor over the sliver fox’s face, but a few snarls and snaps caused them to nearly drop it as they fell back. The satisfaction of delaying whatever they had planned for her was short lived though as a smack from club dazed her abit, a firm hand smelling of sweat gripping tightly around her muzzle.

“Little bitch….Try again, I’ll keep her mouth shut for you.” Club growled, tightening her grip in frustration as she watched Annika squirm in pain.

The assistant quickly got back to their feet, still trembling as they placed the visor over Annika’s eyes. It was a transparent blue made out of a material that seemed to warp her vision, it would’ve given her a headache had it now been for the display that popped up a few seconds later.

“Suit-Tech Inc. Ushering in the Future of American Innovation.”

A loading bar soon replaced the words, and when it completed a few diagnostic text filled the screen before that too found itself replaced by a gentle ripple effect. Annika let out muffled protests as she squirmed more, trying to growl at the smirking vixen still tightly holding her mouth shut.

“I’m going to teach you what happens when you sneak onto my property, little spy.” Club chuckled again, running her other hand along Annika’s neck and cheek. 

It was about then that the struggling and squirming silver fox started to notice words flashing in the gently rippling visor, barely able to make them out. They seemed to blend in with the blue background. They were wavy too, just like the ripples, something about it seemed so relaxing. She could barely pull herself away, something about it seemed to draw in every bit of attention no matter how hard she tried.

“Relax….calm….you are calm….watch the ripples of the pond…..so relaxing…..so calm…..”

She heard the words echo in her head, her mind picking up on the wavy rippling gentle words as they slowly soaked into her. She kept trying to fight, to squirm, even more so now, trying to break her gaze away or to wiggle her muzzle from that tight hand….but slowly she stopped. Slowly her struggling weakened, her squirming dying out as she fixed her total attention on the rippling visor. She didn’t even realize as Club’s grip left her muzzle.

“You are at a nice relaxing pond…..so relaxing to just watch the calming ripples….so easy to just let your mind wander…..so calm and relaxed…..so mindless and empty…..”

The sound of heavy jeans hitting the floor barely made Annika twitch her ear as her maw hung open slightly. She was lost in the trance, in the relaxing ripples. Her mind was somewhere else, and meanwhile Club had tossed her panties aside as she climbed onto the table.

“So relaxed….w-wander……empty…..”

Club chuckled hearing the vixen’s soft voice speak out almost in a whisper. The more dominant tomboyish vixen starting to position herself so that Annika’s nose was nearly pressing against Club’s sex.

“You won’t be wandering for very long” She chuckled again, using her hand to force Annika’s face against her sex, the vixen’s every breath quickly filling with the scent of the more muscular vulpine. “Take a good whiff, you’ll be smelling that more often than fresh air from now on!”

Even with that Annika was barely roused from her trance, eyes dulled and fixed on the ripples still. Thanks to the words flashing slowly across the screen she barely even suspected anything at the sudden thick scent in her nose.

“Smell the fresh pond air….so pristine…..so pleasant…..so relaxing….take a long whiff of that air….so pleasant….let it fill your lungs….let it cloud your thoughts…..”

Annika took deep breaths, letting out contented blissful sighs and gasps, much to Club’s delight. She could barely keep herself from gasping as well, feeling the hot quick breaths of the vixen beneath her. She tightened her grip on the vixen’s hair, pulling her even closer against herself.

“Ooooo~ Just like that little fucktoy!”

Annika kept on taking long deep whiffs. Letting the words echo in her mind and letting her thoughts cloud with lust. They barely interfered with the fantasy she was living in her head though, barely breaking her from the trance, the powerful relaxing pleasant trance.

“Take a drink from the pond….go ahead……let the cool crisp water flow down your thirst throat…….let your tongue dive into the cool depths….”

Of course, she did feel a bit thirsty. The poor silver fox let her tongue out, taking a long lick, her tongue finding Club’s sex before her, but all Annika tasted was cool crisp water. Each lick making her mind buzz with pleasure, a cooling relaxing mist washing over her body each time she let her tongue sip from the ‘pond’. 

“So cool….so relaxing….drink up….quench your thirst….”

Annika let her tongue push deeper into Club’s warm wet folds, licking up as much of that delicious vixen juice as she could. Oblivious to the chorus of moans that Club was letting out as she used both hands now to hold the vixen’s head in place. 

The more the vixen licked the more she was rewarded with the sensation of drinking up the cool delicious water, the visor’s words echoing in her mind. She lapped faster now, at the urging of Club, whose words had started to join in with the visor’s, melting into Annika’s subconscious, barely letting the vixen give them a passing thought before her body acted on them.

Club’s moans continued to grow, a deep blush across her face now as she looked down at the cute foreign vixen between her legs, eyes glazed and dulled through the blue visor over her face, tongue lapping away at her pussy as her muzzle pressed up against it. She felt the hot breath against her clit from the vixen’s warm nose. It was the most fun she’d had in months.

“Mmmm~ G-gunna cum little slut~ Keep it up~! O-ooh~! Almost there!”

A few licks later and Club was nearly howling in pleasure. She pushed Annika’s muzzle partway inside of her as a reaction to the jolts of pleasure running through her, the vixen’s tongue not even slowing down at all as Club felt a powerful orgasm take her body. Moans and gasps filled the air, her juices coating Annika’s muzzle as she herself let her tongue loll out. After getting back control of herself she managed to pull the vixen away, holding her head there as tremors of pleasure quaked through her body.

“Th-that was amazing, I’ll be keeping you for myself for sure. I haven’t had that much fun since that time we bought out the Twin Sisters….” She managed to speak out between pants as she came down from the high of her orgasm.

She took a look back down at the vixen, who was still licking at the air, eyes rolled back in bliss as she whimpered softly to herself. She was gone, willingly letting herself drop into an almost permanent trance. All her fears and worries melting away in the calm relaxing fantasy she had created with the help of the visor. Her mission – forgotten. All she wanted was to stay here, smelling the pleasant sweet air and drinking from the cool crisp pond….forever.

[b][u][center]The End. [/center][/u][/b]