0 comments/ 4702 views/ 1 favorites Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kill Me By: B59001 Agent James Cane sits at his desk reviewing the evidence collected so far, a simple police investigation has led to exposure on the main terrorism finance network worldwide. Millions may be saved by chopping the head off the snake. It would seem that somehow, the brightest minds had been contracted by her to create some form of mind control in order to subdue and have thousands of terrorists under her control. Needless to say she had them murdered soon after the project was completed. Her arrogance would be the key to bringing her down. Rumours suggest that all terrorists take their orders from her, they have all been brainwashed. Other rumours would suggest that if the she is killed all under her control would follow suit as the cybernetics would implode haemorrhaging their brains, subsequently killing them. Agent Cane was a suave and sophisticated man, and as luck would have this woman, Anna Von Clausewitz, is a nymphomaniac. It is also rumoured any man whom enters her bed chambers never leaves alive and is never found again dead or alive. It would seem the rumours of mind control have some corroborating evidence. His phone rings he answers it. "Cane." "We need a secure line," Cane plugs his phone into the scrambler and puts it on speaker. "The line is secure, go ahead," "We have news on Von Clausewitz." "Don't fuck about what is it." "We have hard evidence on her mind control and violent tendencies." "Send it to me I need to know." "Sending to you now." "Thank You, Cane out." Cane then hung up the phone and opened up his laptop and got into a secure line. The evidence then appeared before him. All the rumours were true; it is not known how many she has killed. It would appear any innocents are killed without any mind control. All those willing are brainwashed before received the cybernetic implants which link to her brain directly. "I need a way in," Cane thought to himself. It had been all night, he had not slept and now the sun was rising. Cane picked up his phone and keys and exited the safe house, a luxury apartment in Prague. He hopped into his car, a black McLaren MP4-12C. He drove to the coffee shop and stopped outside, his door swung opened and he stepped out. He went inside, sat down, and had his usual espresso had his usual espresso. He perused the newspapers and surveyed his surroundings. He now had some clarity and decided to head back to the apartment and plan his next move. He rounded the corner which led him onto the street of his apartment. He was slowing in order to turn into the parking lot when an explosion ripped through his apartment. He quickly turned the car around and raced away from the scene, no doubt his killers would be awaiting his body to exit the apartment building in a black bag. A few streets back Cane past a fire truck heading to his apartment. Cane got out of the city near the coast; he found a secluded spot and parked the car. His briefcase lay on the passenger seat; he opened it up and hooked his phone up to the secure line. He dialled headquarters. His superior General Sarah Harding, his boss, soon got on the line with him. "What is it Agent?" "Prague safe house has been compromised, explosion." "Are you ok agent?" "No worse for wear General, I'm afraid it seems Von Clausewitz mind control stems beyond terrorists, we may have a leak." "That bitch, she has to die." "Understood General, anything else?" "Yes, we need to infiltrate and find out everything we can about this woman. We may have something, a lead in Nassau, one of Von Clausewitz's lieutenants. That will be all agent, good luck." Cane started his car up and drove to the airport, a private jet, a Boeing 737 BBJ 2, was waiting, and he got inside and awaited take-off. The stewardess came over; she was a foxy little thing. "Anything before take-off?" "Whisky on the rocks." "Right away sir." The stewardess then returned with his whisky and handed it to him. Cane was intrigued by her and as such called her to sit with him for some light conversation. "What's your name?" "It's Sasha Dimitrios sir, and I know who you are Mr Cane." "Please, call me James." "Certainly." She smiled a little, fumbling through her hair, showing all the signs of physical attraction. James leaned and kissed her on the neck. He continued to kiss her moving to her lips and locking tongues with her. She then pulled off her grey jacket and James began unbuttoning her shirt. Her luscious tits then popped out which were being fondled and nipped on by James. Sasha than stood up and unzipped her skirt on the side and it dropped to the floor, she then hooked her thumbs on the side of her sheer black lace panties and pulled them down. James pulled off his shirt and Sasha tugged down his pants. She then began to massage his balls and cock and proceeded to lick them. She then placed his cock inside her mouth; it was rather sizeable and made her gag as it hit the back of her throat. James proceeded to ram his cock in her mouth over and over again. She took it all in time and time again. Cane gently pulled her head back, lifted her to her feet, and led her into the bedroom, on the plane. He laid her down and then positioned himself over her and slid his cock into her, she gasped a little at the size of it penetrating her but she enjoyed it. He continued to fuck her missionary and make her moan. After a while he pulled out and with her still lying on her back he lifted her legs up. She then grasped then with her arms and propped her pussy out for him to penetrate her once again. He the plugged it inside her and she continued to let it moans of pleasure. "Oh yes fuck me," she said whilst gasping. "As you wish Sasha," Cane replied. He continued to fuck her with her arms grasped around her legs. She moaned and screamed in delight. He then pulled out and she moved to the edge of the bed and moved slowly backwards over the edge of the bed. She then lay on the floor slightly curled with her pussy facing up at the same level as the bed. Cane then moved along and positioned his cock over her pussy. She took it in, slightly curled up, with her pussy in the air being fucked by Cane. She was rather literally head over heels. She took his cock in her pussy and her loud moans continued to indicate her pleasure. It soon boiled over when whilst in the same position and orgasm ripped through her body. He then pulled out and walked around her and grasped her legs and gently flipped her onto the floor. She then turned herself over and James then positioned himself in the 69 position and began to lick her like a turkey dinner. All the while his cock was buried in her mouth; to Sasha it felt as though it has penetrated the back of her mouth. They continued in this manner for a while longer when Sasha wanted his cum all over her face. She then sat up and propped herself up against the bed, and pointed her eyes to his cock and awaited his jizz to splatter all over her face. James came and then shot his load on her face. She was then covered in jizz and went to shower it all off. Cane got dressed and heard a beep from his phone. He opened it up and found a text message. "Dimitrios, mind control, eliminate." James then pulled out his .45 calibre handgun and screwed the suppressor onto it. He slowly moved to the bathroom, the door was ajar. Sasha was in the shower, facing away from him. The steam had slightly fogged up the clear glass doors. Cane aimed his gun at her as she slowly started to turn around. Sasha realised she had been discovered, she then screamed "You will not stop us!" A look of knowing appeared on her face just before he pulled the trigger shattering the shower doors and hitting her in the chest. Cane made certain no bullets hit anything else except her. Cane then headed over to the cockpit; knocked and entered. "Agent Cane, pleasure to meet you." "The feeling is mutual, Mr Anderson." "I presume you've taken care of our little "stowaway" Harding sent me the same text." "In shower, five slugs in the chest." Cane sent an encoded text back to HQ confirming the kill. Five minutes later he receives a call on his secure phone. "Cane, bloody good job." "Sorry we didn't check deep enough into her background." "I went deep and found out what she was about." "I'm certain you did. I have the head of the Russian intelligence with me, seems you have taken care of a mutual problem of both England and Russia." "Agent Cane, very well done. That bitch had to die." "Glad to help sir." "Thank you again Cane." Harding came back on the phone and said "proceed as usual, over and out agent." Cane retired to his chair as landing was imminent. It was a sunny day as always in Bahamas. Cane stepped off the plane being greeted by American agents. "Agent, we are here to collect the body of one Sasha Dimitrios." "In the bathroom." "A job well done sir." James then headed into the car provided for him a red BMW 650i. He hopped in and fired up the engine, he then drove off to the rendezvous point at a lavish hotel with many beach front chalets. He checked in and opened up his laptop on the desk and logged into the secure network. He decided to prowl for his next target Von Clausewitz's engineer and scientist, Diane West, a vile women in all but looks, a Medusa of sorts, except she is not a gorgon nor does she turn men to stone. She had red hair but only covering half her head, the other half of hair was pitch black. An eccentric and peculiar woman, she would take her lead from the world of Hollywood except she wouldn't get caught falling from grace like the movies would have people believe. A beach party would provide cover in order to assassinate her. The party soon arrived and Cane put on a white shirt and cargo shorts. This kill would be hands on, and plan was to eliminate her and hand her over to a local agent whom would accompany the coroner. Cane knew he could never know anything but only suspect. So he expected the unexpected. The party was at a rather secluded point on the beach and a few guests were in attendance. The usual mass murderers, mercenaries, and other terrorists were among those in attendance. Drinks were being served by waitresses all covered in nothing but paint, elaborate drawings on their skin. Drinks were a plenty and were being drunk in vast quantities. Everybody was in casual attire or swimwear, West was in the latter. A shiny blue bikini was all that clung to her body. Her beauty seemed to mesmerise everybody in the room and as such everyone was hanging on to her every word. "Friends welcome, tonight we celebrate as we ensure the continued order out of the chaos that is this world." Everyone cheered at West's words, all but Cane, he saw right through the façade and knew her real intentions. Cane mingled in and amongst the other patrons. They seemed unaware of his real profession or intentions that very evening. Soon enough Diane West strutted over to Cane. She seemed to let off a vibe of lust as if she was a bitch in heat. "Hello Stranger" West said to Cane. "Hello yourself, I must say you throw quite a party." "I never introduced myself." "You don't have to let's not attach any strings to whatever may happen later tonight" "What makes you say that?" "A gut feeling I suppose, it would seem from the expression on your face that you may in fact share my viewpoint." "Well seems you are perceptive." "Well I try to be, it's what makes life a little interesting." "Listen this party will take care of itself, come with me and we'll go somewhere a little quieter." "Let's do that." They went off into some bushes and West stripped off the little bikini which was adorning her body to reveal something even more tantalising her naked body. A man without a strong will most certainly fall victim to her charms. Vague lights came from the sight of the party and moon reflected of the ocean. West dropped to her knees and began to tug at Cane's shorts to reveal his cock standing at attention. She slowly licked and lubricated his cock with the tip of her tongue. She kissed the tip of his cock and slid the head of the shaft inside her mouth. She then proceeded to lick the tip of his shaft as it was inside her mouth. She then inched her way to the base of his shaft and began to build a rhythm as she went up and down the length of his shaft with her mouth and skilled tongue. Cane removed his shirt as West was down on her knees with his cock buried inside her mouth. She continued for a while longer and then she got onto her knees facing away from him and bent over raising her ass in the air. He then positioned his cock in front of her pussy and plunged it inside he soon fucked away at a steady and constant pace. He pumped away as her moans continued to voice her approval of Cane's actions. Cane then grasped his hands around her waist and got onto his side and then rolled onto his back with her on top of him. West lifted herself up and removed Cane's cock from her pussy and positioned it in front of her ass and slid it inside. She gasped when Cane's cock slide deep inside her ass. She slid herself up and down its length and loved every minute of it. Cane caught the sight of her bikini top out of the corner of her eye. He knew this was his opportunity to end West. He very quickly grabbed it and draped it around her neck. She was too deep in lust to notice. Then West lying on top of him and his cock inside her ass. He slid the material around her neck and gripped tight with both hands and began to choke. West struggled and tried to prise the material from her neck but to no avail. She soon ceased breathing Cane kept tugging for a little while longer to make sure she was dead. He lifted her off his cock and rolled her to one side. He looked toward the party to ensure no one had noticed. He got up and got dressed. He grabbed her naked body and grabbed her bikini. He moved her body further down the beach and laid it down. He pulled out his phone and made a call. He then moved her body and noticed an ambulance arriving. The lights were off and little attention was drawn to it. Out stepped the coroner and a member of the local intelligence a gorgeous Caucasian woman. "Agent Cane, I'm Agent Caroline Dalos." "Nice to meet you, Agent Dalos." The coroner wheeled over a gurney with an open body bag on top of it. Cane placed West's body inside of the body bag and the coroner zipped it up. "Agent Dalos, I think this will fit you, not to worry she removed them herself." "Much appreciated Agent Cane; do you give all women you meet for the first time gifts?" "If time permits." "I would invite you for a drink but I'm afraid your people have new orders for you, an additional target." "A quick kill?" "No they want this one alive, Its Von Clausewitz's daughter." "Who is she?" "Everything you need to know is in this docket, there is a plane waiting for you at the airfield. I'll give you a lift?" Cane took the docket form her and walked with her to the hotel parking lot which was not far from where they met with West's body. They walked over to Dalos' car a blue Jaguar XKR convertible. The sounds of the night were disrupted when the engine was fired up. As they drove a squadron of police cars and a SWAT van raced past. Soon they had arrived at the airport. "A pleasure working with you Agent Cane." "The feeling is mutual Agent Dalos." With that they went their separate ways and Cane got onto the plane, the same pilot as before was on the plane. There was no air hostess, not that Cane had minded in any case. Cane began to peruse the docket Agent Dalos had handed him. Diane Von Clausewitz was conceived through artificial insemination. She was engineered, everything about her; her looks, her intelligence and genetically enhanced physique all from the will of her diabolical mother. It seems though she had her cryogenically frozen once when turned eighteen which was three years prior to the day. A redheaded vixen, her cryo chamber is supposedly being kept underneath a plush Mansion somewhere near the Apennine Mountains in the Italian country side. However three targets stood between Cane and the overall objective. The next target was Emma Gold, the name a pseudonym most likely. Has a penchant for drowning her enemies in molten gold. An entirely wasteful and over costly exercise but she seems to want to make a point. She is Von Clausewitz's financier; her money funding the mind control system which was ascertained to be a neural control hub. It isolates the brain from the rest of the body only allowing connections, and therefore actions, that the operator on the other end deemed worthy aside from those needed for primal survival. The target was in Wales, secluded in an old Celtic castle. After another uneventful flight on the corporate jet Cane landed at Cardiff airport and was greeted with a windy and rainy day which was in stark contrast to the blues skies and sunshine of the Bahamas. Cane hopped into a Range Rover and headed off to the castle. It also operated as a historical centre showing guests Welsh history. Cane joined the tour group, deliberately moving within the middle of the tour group to throw of the camera. Gold was well aware of the demise of Dimitiros; however no leaks of West's elimination had surfaced. Still Cane felt that she would be on her guard and as such was taking no chances. He had another agent ready to cut the power and buy him about thirty seconds to enter the restricted section of the museum. However, a complication hit, Cane was tapped on the shoulder a large member of the security staff, took to one side and told that he had been chosen to meet the curator of the museum whom he had known to be Gold. Cane followed the man but was unsure if he had been discovered. The guard swiped the door and Cane followed him inside. Cane walked down two flights of stairs and found himself in a sophisticated high tech underground bunker of sorts. He walked over the door the security man pointed out and walked inside a rather plush bedroom of sorts. He saw a frosted glass door in the corner and heard a shower going. He proceeded to take a seat and analysed his surroundings still unsure if he would have to fight his way out. The frosted glass door slide open and then stepped out Emma Gold clad in only a short black silk robe which she had loosely tied together. "Hello there stranger, Emma Gold," she said to me with an outstretched hand. "Adam Marx, Ms Gold, what can I do for you?" I replied whilst shaking her hand. "You can fuck me." "It would be a pleasure, Ms Gold." She reached down to the knot holding her skimpy gown closed. She slowly tugged and pulled it until it became loose and then her gown parted revealing her gorgeous body, slim stomach and beautiful shaved pussy. The fabric of her gown rested on her rather sizeable breasts. Cane reached for her gown slowly slipped it off and allowed it to drop to the floor. She then proceeded to undress James and soon enough he was just as nude. The embraced and kissed and then slowly made their way to the bed where James sat down and Emma got onto her knees and began to stroke and fondle his cock and balls. The fondling soon led to sucking as Emma first licked the tip of his cock before slowly inserting it inside her mouth and taking it all the way to the base. She used a free hand and fondled his balls whilst she sucked on and lubricated his cock. She sucked, went up and down all the while continuing her fondling of his balls until she stood herself up and turned around and sat down on my cock. She first eased it inside and then went all the way to the bottom. The power of the lust which saturated her room was more than palpable. Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kill Me She moved up and down on James' cock as he was seated at the edge of the bed and gripped her hips and pushed down each time she rose up on his cock. She gyrated on his cock as he drew her in close and tilted her head back as he nibbled on right hand side of her neck whilst he pushed her long hair to the side to expose her neck. He then relinquished his grip from her neck and lay back which allowed her to continue her wild up and down motion as she took his cock in out of her now soaked pussy. The sensations going through Cane's mind was still focussed on the mission as his guard was still up and the only thing missing was his clothes. The distraction that seemed to be going through Gold's mind was clear to see. A link seems to be forming between sexual activity and the effectiveness of the neural hub which seem clear that it was implanted within the heads of the Von Clausewitz's top women. Emma then stood up and gestured James to move all the way onto the bed. She then straddled him and slowly lowered her pussy on to James' throbbing cock. She moved down all the way to the base and up again stopping just short at the tip, not wanting to get off his cock at that moment in time. She placed the palms of her hands behind her to steady herself. She seemed eager for an orgasm and began to slowly arch her back as it crept ever closer, gathering pace. The orgasm then emerged suddenly. Emma then lifted off James' cock as her pussy juices began to squirt from her vagina. It dripped over James' cock and onto the sheets. She still wanted more and get back onto his cock and went at it with a little more ferocity and it quite clearly show in her wild movements and vocal reactions to the sensations flowing through her veins. James then got up and their eyes met as their bodies continued to intertwine. Emma continued to moan loudly shouting approval, profanity and equal measure. They two of them inched ever closer to the end of the bed. James then placed his feet on the floor and stood up and proceeded to fuck Emma vertically. It inched him and Emma to orgasm as they fucked away. Soon though they climaxed and in unison. The remained standing as the orgasm raced through both of them. "Well it seems you were a good choice, Mr Marx." "I am glad you enjoyed it Ms Gold." Gold slide off Cane's cock and some of their bodily fluids dripped onto the floor. Gold walked to the bathroom and the door slid shut behind her. Cane then quickly grabbed his clothes and got himself dressed. He then tore a bit of the fabric off the inside of his jacket to reveal a pouch which masked the presence of his gun to the metal detectors as he entered the museum. He pulled his favourite .45 pistol and a suppressor. He had his gun loaded and aimed at the door which he now stood directly in front of; he saw the silhouette of the woman and fired his gun five times into her chess. The glass shattered and she hit the floor gasping for air as she began to drown in blood which was filling her lungs. She drew her last breath and her head dropped to the side and she was dead. Cane then turned to the window which he remembered was two-way mirror as he came in, he also noticed a guard walk right past the window in a relaxed manner; this notified him that the room was sound proof. Cane then noticed the computer sitting on a desk and knew it would have important information. He perused through it and found files regarding the neural hub technology and the numbers of implanted terrorists and bank accounts to fund their reign of terror. He slipped out of his pocket an encrypted drive and then plugged it into the computer and began to syphon every last bit of data onto it. After finishing the download, cane found a program which linked to the neural hubs all security in the complex. He over rode the system and they all collapsed from brain haemorrhaging. Cane then grabbed his gun and made his way out. Bodies were all around on the floor and he reached the stairs and made his way up them. He hid his weapon back inside the pouch and walked out, it was quiet and the tour group had long since departed. He made his way out side and into the Range Rover. He made a call on an encrypted line direct to General Harding. "Gold has been eliminated; I have also gathered extra intel." Cane said. "Good work Cane is there anything else." Harding replied. "Gold's computer had an override switch which killed all the guards." Cane said to Harding. "I see, well we must stop them, you must stop them, the next target, Catherine Kant is Von Clausewitz's personal weapons supplier. She is in Munich a plane is waiting at the airport." "Understood General, Cane out." Cane then fired up the engine and headed off to the airport. The sun had begun to set and darkness slowly began to engulf the dim cloud filled sky. It soon completely dark by the time he reached the airport night was well and truly upon the land. The plane fired up and Cane was soon on his way to Germany for his next target Dr Robyn Pearce. That woman had trained every terrorist and operated the equipment not to mention surgically implanting the neural hubs which served as Von Clausewitz's personal kill switch. The plane soon landed at Munich airport. He got off the plane and headed to the car provided for him a Porsche 911 Turbo S. It would just be the tool to get to the target. Cane knew sex with this target would be unlikely as she was a lesbian and reserved a seething hatred for men. She had even murdered her own father for merely raising his voice. When her mother objected she murdered her as well thus single-handedly making herself an orphan yet she felt no pity or remorse. I joined the autobahn and let loose hitting about 300 kilometres per hour (186 miles per hour) the night sky was still and the lights illuminating the derestricted highway whizzed by. Cane soon spotted the off ramp and slowed as he exited the highway. He soon reached the designated meeting spot. He stepped out his car and produced a cigarette which he then lit and began to puff away. Soon though a figure approached. "Agent Cane," a distinctively German voice pierced through the darkness. "Yes, and you are?" Cane responded. "Agent Maria Padberg, German secret service," she said as she stepped into the light. She was fair skinned with blonde shoulder length hair about 5' 8" tall. She produced from her jacket a docket folded in half and placed it on the bonnet of the car which was illuminated by the street light cane had parked it under. Padberg opened the docket to reveal the target Dr Robyn Pearce, she had black hair and a pales expressionless face which may have been the last thing many an unfortunate soul would gaze upon in their dying moments. "She will be exiting this premises in about five minutes," Padberg said as she pointed to the building across the street. She then picked up the docket and retreated into the darkness and without saying a single word. Cane then reached for his gun holstered to his left side. A semi-automatic custom pistol he had been issued on the flight. He got back into the car and waited. Like clockwork the target then began to drive out of the building. The street briefly illuminated her face as she drove past it. She then roared off and Cane had to follow. He cranked his car into life and set off in hot pursuit. His skilful driving soon put him behind and she was travelling at a high rate of speed but he was more than able to keep up. Cane hit the switch and the electric window slide down quickly and cane proceeded to stick out his left hand which grasped his pistol and aimed at the tires. He took his time and managed to concentrate despite the high rate of speed they were travelling down a deserted back road. Cane exhaled gently and squeezed the trigger. The bullet went straight and true and struck her left rear tire and her car swung violently to the left and proceeded to flip over three time before landing on the wheels bashed and broken with the horn blaring as Pearce's body had slumped over the steering wheel. Cane slowly approached the car with his pistol still in hand. He used his free hand to pull Pearce's body back against the seat. She seemed to be heavily injured but alive. Blood sputtered from her mouth as her coughs were filled with blood and her winces laced with pain. She coughed something Cane couldn't quite hear before used her last once of strength to say "Time to die." She then pulled a pin from a grenade that was hidden in her lap and the distinctive sound to the mechanism releasing and the grenade now about to explode. Cane lunged away from the car as fast as his honed reflexes allowed and barely made it out of the zone of the blast. Doctor Pearce's once pristine Mercedes E63 AMG had become a smouldering hulk of metal, rubber and plastic. Cane got up of the ground and dusted remnants of the blast off him and made his way to the wreck to say scattered body parts of Pearce in around the flaming car he then got back to his car. He got in and left the scene. He got through a call to headquarters and they arranged for the clean-up. Cane got to the Munich safe house and got a call through to the general. "Well Cane seems there is only one person standing in your way, Anna Von Clausewitz. I have arranged a little care package, you'll find it on the bed. Also driving to the location would be easier. It would seem Von Clausewitz has radar posts over Italy and as such would pick up our jet immediately. You need to change vehicles and you'll find keys in a draw at the base of the statue in the hallway of the safe house, good luck James, get that bitch not just for England but the world, over and out." Cane proceeded to have a shower and clean himself up and readied his mind and body for the final kill. He walked into the bedroom and then proceeded to get dressed; he put on the Kevlar provided to him and checked the weapons on the bed. He was now armed and grabbed the grenade belt and slung it over his shoulders. He headed to the statue and retrieved the keys, it was for a Ferrari. He gathered the gear and headed to the garage. He flicked the light switch on and fluorescent lights illuminated a black Ferrari 458 Spider. Cane opened the luggage compartment upfront and then placed his gear inside and shut the lid. He then got in and cranked the engine over. It roared into life giving a distinctive Italian V8 growl. Cane hit the switch and the metal roof began to disappear behind him. "I hope they let me keep this one," Cane thought to himself before refocusing on the mission and then opening the garage door and driving out. Cane joined the Autobahn and made a straight dash to the Italian border. He arrived in good time as the sun began its daily ascent over the European continent. The Italian border came and went her noted he was about 100 kilometres (62 miles) away from the mansion. He remembered all the targets and the kills as he drove through the Italian countryside, something made him feel a little uneasy but he thought it best to subdue such thoughts. After a hard and fast drive he soon arrived near the mansion. He parked his car in a secluded spot and prepared his weapons. The sun was beginning to rise and a quick in and out would be necessary. Cane hid in the bushes and then pulled out his binoculars and monitored the situation. Two guards at the gate and a turret above a security station. The fence seemed unpatrolled. Just then a car pulled up and stopped at the gate. The security was guards preoccupied. Cane made a dash for the wall and quickly threw a grappling hook over the top and began to climb. He peered over the fence saw that all was clear. He looked down with his night vision to check for censors up against the fence. He spotted them and jumped to avoid them. He landed on the grass and turned to see the sensors undisturbed. Cane sneaked to a back of the massive mansion, it lead into the kitchen which had its lights switched off. He had his suppressed pistol drawn and ready to kill. He first made his way up the stairs and checked the bedrooms, they were all empty. He then went back downstairs and found a closed door. He then opened it and found a stair case leading into the basement. He walked down and found an underground base of sorts. Cane made his way to the cryo chamber and found Diane Von Clausewitz encased in a glass pod. She was nude within the chamber. He knew he had to take out her mother first. So he made his way deeper into the base and found a room with a large double door which seemed to be the one he was looking for, the one with the final target behind those doors. Cane checked the door and quickly opened it and tossed a flash bang inside. He then tossed a gas grenade in before entering with his gas mask and thermal vision. He found the body of what appeared to be Von Clausewitz incapacitated. He then waited for the smoke to clear and checked the body. It was not her, she had put a double in her place. Cane decided to snuff her and carried on his search. A bullet then flew past in close proximity to Cane's skull. He quickly turned and returned fire, but the figure dashed behind the wall. Then a voice shouted "Agent Cane, You came here to kill me, but I have a suggestion." "Anna Von Clausewitz, we meet at last," Cane shouted back. Anna then peered from behind the door and revealed herself to be wearing armour and a face mask. It would be pointless to shoot at her. "How about we settle this with fists as opposed to bullets Agent Cane." "Certainly, but put your gun down." "Same time Agent Cane." They then both put their guns down and kicked them into a corner. Anna got in a cheap shot and James retaliated but missed. Anna got another shot into his ribs; she seemed to be having the upper hand. "You fucked my lieutenants, those useless bitches, I'm glad they are dead." Anna gloated. Cane then grabbed her around the neck and attempted to incapacitate her. "You betrayed them didn't you; let me kill them so you would not have to do it yourself." Cane said as he kept her in a head lock. Anna lean backed and then both of them tipped onto the floor. The fall broke James' grip and Anna got up and lunged for her gun James grabbed her leg and sent her face first into the floor. This broke her nose and then blood began to leak from her face. James then pulled out the knife he had hidden on his person and plunged it into her upper back. She let out a blood curdling cry as the knife went into her body. James then leaped to the other end of the room and grabbed Anna's gun a Desert Eagle and turned quickly to fire a shot into Anna's chest but not before she threw the knife that had been lodged in her back moments earlier. The knife hit James in the left leg just after he had fired the shot which brought Anna down. James pulled out the knife and tossed it aside. He aimed the gun at Anna's head and squeezed the trigger he then tossed the gun on the ground. She was now dead, Cane, moved in closer and noticed the neural hub implanted in her now exposed brain. The bullet just missed it and Cane decided to remove and destroy it. He felt it too dangerous for anyone to have, himself included. He checked the screens which showed footage from the security cameras. The guards at the gate were dead and all other guards at the other station were dead as well. The rumours were now fact, Cane felt glad he had destroyed it; he also deactivated the turret at the gate. He then checked through the computer and found the cryo chambers control. He found it relatively easy to control and somehow was a bit surprised as there were no passwords need, user restrictions at all. It seemed as though she anticipated this computer to be used by no one other than herself. Cane pulled out a first aid kit out of his pack and bandaged up his leg. He then headed to the cryo chamber all he had to do was press the button to initialise the deactivation of the cryo chamber. He pushed the buttons, a revolving red light came on and the process began. "Please note subject will remain asleep for 36 more hours after cryo deactivation." Cane got in a call to General Harding. "General, it's over Anna Von Clausewitz is dead." "Cane you have done a great service to the world." "I have also secured her daughter." "Well done Agent, I'm sending over a cleaning crew, Cane are you injured?" "Just a few scratches General nothing to worry about." Cane then picked up Von Clausewitz daughter and carried her out of the chamber. He headed back to the room were the body of Von Clausewitz lay. He placed her on the bed and then checked the doors to find a closet. He found one and grabbed a trench coat out of it. Cane put the coat onto her and carried her out. He found an elevator which took him to the garage. It was full of luxury and performance cars. Cane made his way past them and then opened the garage door. The lights flashed as the clean-up team arrived. A familiar figure walked up towards me. "Agent Padberg, we meet again." "Indeed Agent Cane, my apologies for leaving you abruptly earlier, had some other business to attend to myself." "Quite alright Agent, If you'll excuse me I must take her to the medical facility." "Carry on Agent." The clean-up filtered through the gates, attempting to pick up every bit of intelligence possible. Cane was uncertain whether or not all other individuals connected to the hub had been killed when Anna Von Clausewitz died. He got back to his car he placed Diane Von Clausewitz in the passenger seat. He then got behind the wheel and fired up the engine and began the drive to the medical centre. Soon enough he was there and handed over Diane Von Clausewitz to the medical staff for treatment. Cane was satisfied, his mission was now done and a two month holiday waited. He stepped outside and headed to his car, he pulled out a cigar from the glove box. He then light up and enjoyed the aroma of the lit tobacco. "Agent Cane, is it mission accomplished?" "Indeed it is Agent Padberg, here take a look." Agent Cane handed her his phone with a breaking news clip which showed terrorists the world over dying. "So, would you like to get something to eat? "Sure I could eat, Agent Cane." James then opened the door for the Maria and she stepped inside. James then got behind the wheel and started up the engine. They went off to a small café to have breakfast. They conversed and enjoyed one another's company. "Well it is most likely time for me to get some sleep." "I have an apartment nearby, we could go there." John tossed her the keys and said "Here you drive." Soon they arrived at Maria's apartment; it was within a small Italian town nestled in the countryside. Maria parked the car and then they made their way to the apartment and went inside. They apartment's interior was in stark contrast to the renaissance architecture a very modern and plush interior awaited. They were both tired and decided to head to the bedroom. As soon as their heads hit the pillow they drifted off to sleep. (The Next Day) Maria awoke before James and decided to surprise him. She pulled back the covers and unbuckled his pants. She then got his cock and began to suck it ever so gently. Soon after some time James awoke and was treated to the sight of Maria sucking his cock. She continued to suck and fondle his balls with the tips of her fingers. She continued until James let loose and shot his load into her mouth. It most certainly was a great way to start the day. "Let me make you some breakfast." Maria then quickly went into the bathroom for some Listerine. She then headed to the kitchen sans clothing and began to prepare breakfast for the both of them. James then joined Maria in the kitchen just as she was finishing up. James too decided to forego clothing for the morning. Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kill Me The enjoyed their breakfast and went sat down on the couch in the next room. The window was open and looking out onto the small town. The entire town could pretty much be seen from the vantage point of the window. Maria sat on James' lap and noticed his cock beginning to rise and it was a sight she most certainly enjoyed. She then got off his lap and onto her knees. She began to stroke and fondle his cock and balls. She used her saliva along with James' precum to thoroughly lubricate his cock. She then took it in her mouth sucking and licking from tip to base his hardened cock. She sucked on it all the while keeping direct eye contact with James the entire time. She continued to suck and stroke which delighted all parties involved. She lifted her mouth of his cock and turned around and lifted her ass in the air offering it to James. He didn't need any more motivation than that. He then got onto the floor and positioned his hardened right in front of her pussy. He first put in the tip and began moving it forward and soon began to thrust into her pussy at an increasing pace. She moaned and groaned with lust filling her at a rapid pace. James energy and stamina was impressive even for an agent. Maria being an agent herself was no shrinking violet. The fucking continued. Her moans were dampened somewhat by the clock tower announcing the turning of an hour but they were still loud enough to be heard. James leaned forward and then whispered in her ear. Maria responded by standing up as James lay on his back on the floor. Maria then straddled him and slid his cock into her pussy and began to ride him up and down. She soon had built up a rhythm and simply kept going she wanted his hot seed and need him to keep going and give it to her. It was a task he was glad to undertake. After some time they began to reach orgasm. They erupted together and felt orgasm race through the both of them. They then collapsed into an exhausted heap covered in sweat and bodily fluid. They lay there for a while and soon Maria got up and headed to the bathroom. Whilst in the shower Agent Cane received a phone call. "General, how are things? Is our rescue awake yet?" "I'm afraid not, she awoke briefly but drifted off again. Her vitals are stable but she is unconscious. She said something about Agent Padberg. Hold on I'll play a recording for you." "Padberg, traitor, watch out." "I'm with her now General." "I suggest you get out Agent now." The call ended abruptly. Cane proceeded to get dressed. He left for the door and noticed a cupboard ajar. He still heard the shower running so he decided to take a look it was a bomb, she may have wanted to attach it to his car but it was still here. Cane then opened the door and left. Agent Padberg was none the wiser, until of course Cane got to his car and fired up the engine. Padberg heard this and then rushed outside, still naked only find Cane speeding away. Before she could retreat back inside a team sent by the general was on hand to arrest her. Her got her into a car and sped off. Cane made his way to a military airstrip and drove himself and his car onto a cargo plane and headed back to England. He arrived a few hours later and landed he drove straight to the facility Diane Von Clausewitz had been shipped to after slipping back into unconsciousness. Cane approached the room were Von Clausewitz was being held and found two guards and the General standing outside. Cane saluted the general and said "General, Cane reporting in." "We have got her stable inside their and Agent Padberg is back in Berlin being questioned. How's the leg?" "It is completely healed, thanks to that new device, will there be anything else General?" "It would be time we roll that device out to the public. No there is nothing else, you take some time off we will handle this, if we need you we know where to reach you." Cane gave another salute and left. He took his car back to his London apartment and began to pack. He was going on a trip. He then got a phone call. "Agent Cane here." "James it's me Caroline Dalos." "Caroline how are you doing?" "Very well James, I see your mission was a success." "Just about Caroline." "Listen I presume you are free, so how about that drink." "Sounds good I'll be on a plane later today." Cane put the phone down and finished packing. He then got another call, it was from the General. "General are any new developments." "No all is well; I presume you are leaving on a trip." "Yes, I am General, the Bahamas in fact." "Well we have got a sub-orbital jet for you to use." "Thank you General." "A small token of our appreciation Agent, and that Ferrari, consider it yours. Listen a limo will be there soon." "Thank you again General." "Enjoy it Agent." Cane then put the phone down and went down to his car and parked it inside a parking garage. Cane then had it covered up. Cane went back to his apartment and then got his bag and headed down to the limo outside. He soon got inside and enjoyed the ride to the airport with a whiskey and a cigar. He soon reached the airport and then got on the flight. The sub orbital flight was relatively quick lasting about 30 minutes due to the immense speed. Soon Cane landed in the Bahamas much quicker than he would otherwise expect. He stepped out and enjoyed the setting sun. He then hailed a cab to the hotel and booked into a seaside villa. He then called up Caroline and she headed over surprised he was there so soon He changed into some shorts and a white shirt. She soon arrived and was wearing a short yellow floral dress. "James it is good to see you, how did you get here so quickly?" "The General gave me the use of the sub-orbital jet; it got me here in no time." "Hmm I think I like that jet already, so James let's get that drink." "Let's." It was humid night which was only tempered by the sea breeze which flowed through the beachside bar of the hotel which was where James and Caroline ended up. "So what can you tell me about you Caroline?" James enquired whilst sipping on a local beer. Caroline took a sip of her Martini and replied "We'll I'm of Greek and Turkish Heritage, I know those two countries have never really got along but my parents most certainly did. My father was a military man but when he met my mother who was born in Turkey but not raised there he went AWOL and ran away with her. That is where I came along, however, a few months after I was born the military found him, actually somebody betrayed him. He was court marshalled and executed. I have yet to figure out who the traitor was that got my father killed. My mother died ten years later and cried out his name just before she died." "Well I see why you became and agent Caroline." "Well it makes sense I tell that you because you can understand, what about yourself James?" "Well, my heritage is British and Italian. I was born in Barbados and raised in England. We were not rich but we were comfortable. They died in a car accident which was anything but. I was about 18 when it happened. I joined the military soon after their death as I had nowhere else to go. I worked my way up through the ranks and became and agent soon after my first mission I deciphered the mystery surrounding my parents death. It turns out I had an uncle whom was a terrorist. After he failed to recruit my father to his cause he killed him and made it look like an accident. I was tasked to kill him, which I did." "Well it would seem we are kindred spirits." Indeed they were they continued to drink away and be rather merry with each other. Soon they left the bar and wandered onto the beach and lay back on the sand. After a while the looked at each other with lust filling up in their eyes and they shared a passionate kiss and embraced. "Let's take this back to my room." "Of course." They made their way to James' room and then James decided on some champagne and caviar. They were quite frisky with each other. Cane slowly slipped her strapless dress below her tantalising breast. He admired them and then fondled them in delicate yet highly erotic manner. They were quite drunk but had their session interrupted by the knock on the door for the room service. Caroline slipped into the bathrooms whilst James' wheeled in the champagne and caviar. He tipped the waiter and he left. Caroline slipped herself out of her dressed and gently stepped out as James' pooped the cork of the champagne and poured it into two glasses. "To us and the work we do." James toasted. "Cheers to that." Caroline replied. They then clinked glasses and drank it down. Caroline stepped to James and got a handful of his crotch. She then reached to the top of his shirt and began to unbutton it and then she just ripped it open. She then ran her fingers down his chest and to his crotch where she unbuckled his pants and pulled his cock out as she slid them to the floor. James then said to her "Before you taste that, try some caviar." "Certainly," Caroline replied. They then indulged in some caviar and some more champagne. The villa's bright lights illuminated the scene and outside the stars sparkled upon the ocean. Soon they had felt something come over them a rare connection a love rare even among the gods. "Hmm now it is time for me to try that," Caroline said whilst admiring his throbbing cock. "Be my guest," James replied with a wide grin on his face. Caroline then began to grasp his cock tenderly as she slide her fingers down his shaft one by one sending a tantalising shiver through James' entire body as she did so. She then licked the tip and then along the length of the shaft. She placed her mouth over the tip of James' cock and lubricated it as she flicked her tongue over it. She then took his cock deeper into her mouth and began to go back and forth in a slow manner at first. She wanted to savour the sensation before she rammed it in and out of her mouth at a more rapid pace. She grasped the sensation and began to get face fucked as she moved her mouth over the length of his cock at an increasing tempo. She felt as though they were the only the people in the galaxy. She then felt it lubricated sufficiently and lifted her head off his cock and pulled him onto the floor from the couch where he was seated. James lay on his back and watched intently as Caroline positioned herself over James cock, then she slowly and seductively slid it inside her now soaked pussy. She shouted in lust "Oh yes, that's what the fuck I am talking about." "Ride my fucking cock." James instructed. Caroline said nothing and simply proceeded to fuck the living daylights out of James. Her vivacious intensity heightened the mood, sensations and lust that were already immersed in the scene taking place in that room. Caroline placed her hands behind her on James legs lifted her legs into the air as James thrust with his pelvis his cock into Caroline's pussy as she remained positioned above him. "AAAAAHHH, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," Caroline shouted in utter delight. She perched herself back firmly on top of James and leaned forward so that they could closer to one another. Her eyes remained filled to the brim with lust that permeated her very soul. James continued to slide his throbbing in and out of Caroline and loved every single minute of as the sensations all came together as a glorious whole. Caroline got herself up and made her way to the couch and climbed onto it placing her arms on the top of the backrest of the sofa. Her ass was in the air being offered to James' he looked upon that sight with sheer delight. He made his way over to her placed his hands over her ass and massaged each cheek before he simultaneously gave both cheeks a slap. Caroline let out a lustful moan of approval as James' hands connected with her pert little ass. He then slid his cock back inside her and began to fuck her once again. The tempo was fast as James and Caroline connected with one another repeatedly. They loved every moment and continued to fuck each other with wild passion and abandon. James then abruptly pulled out and as she turned around he simply pointed towards the bed. They made their way over to the bed with Caroline keeping James' cock in her grasp. Caroline laid back and by then she was drenched in sweat as they had been going at it for quite some time. The equally sweat covered James positioned himself over her and placed his cock in front of her pussy and slid it in it felt even wetter then when they began. She loved the feeling of his cock inside her continued to voice her approval. James' was by now at bursting point. He felt his balls swelling up as he was fucking indicating that his cum was going to shoot inside her. Her moans also grew louder indicating another orgasm was on its way. James could not hold it in anymore and shot his loud into her pussy just as she felt another orgasm race through her body. They let their mutual orgasm subside before James rolled over and lay down next to her. They looked into one another's eyes perfectly contented. "Thank you James." "Thank you Caroline." They shared a passionate kiss and felt true joy for the first time in their lives. "I'm going to take a shower." "Sure thing, I think I shall get some more champagne." Caroline made her way to the shower. She stepped inside the bathroom and noticed James' pistol on the bathroom counter. She admired its shiny finish and then turned away and headed to the shower. She stood underneath the large shower head attached to the ceiling and let the water fall onto her sweaty body as if it was rain. James got off the bed after Caroline switched on the shower and made his way over to the cart next to the couch where the champagne sat inside an ice bucket, which by now was rather lacking in ice. However, the bottle was still cold James pulled it out of the bucket and poured some into a glass. He admired the bubbles as the rose to the top all the while the moonlight dimly light the room. James drank the champagne in his glass when all of a sudden the door to the villa opened slightly and a suppressed gun barrel came through the space and a shot was fired into the room. It hit James in the lower back taking him down another shot was fired with hit him in the stomach as he fell to the ground dragging the cart with him and tumbling everything onto the floor. The door opened full, it was Maria Padberg. However, she was dead as her lifeless body collapsed onto the floor. The figure emerged and flicked the switch illuminating the bloodshed in the room. James could not move as he saw Diane Von Clausewitz wielding a suppressed pistol. She callously walked over to him began to gloat a little. "This is for my mother, your little friend I broke out of captivity. Your General is most probably dead, and the sub orbital jet you flew in made a little return journey to the Bahamas with me," Diane boasted. James losing strength said to her "Your mother was a monster a killer." "I know exactly what she was but she was my mother Agent James Cane. I saw you through the glass of my cryo chamber. Oh yes that's right I was awake that whole unconscious thing was a façade. I convinced you I was unconscious through my neural hub. I am going to kill you then kill your friend in the shower." Diane raised her gun to James' head and said "Any last words?" "Die you bitch." James shouted. Before Diane could pull the trigger, Caroline burst out of the bathroom wielding James' gun and shot at Diane. She hit her in the shoulder and ran off breaking through the glass door and landing on the patio. Caroline quickly made her way over to Diane and emptied the entire magazine into her. The silence that followed the final round leaving the chamber. She made sure Diane was dead and rushed back to James. She said to him with tears welling up in her eyes "You're going to make it, you must James." "No, my time is done, listen got to my apartment in London, check the garage it's yours now." "James, No," Caroline protested with tears streaming down her face. "My time is at end but at least my last sight will be your naked body," James said to whilst holding his imminent death back for a few moments more. "I am glad I experienced your cock." Caroline said whilst the tears continued to roll down her face. James coughed and spat some blood as he looked to Caroline and said "I am glad we had that drink." His eyes then rolled up and his body relaxed he was now dead. Caroline could not hold back the tears and cried her eyes out because her first true love was now dead. She sat there and cried for quite some time mourning the loss of her lover. (Two weeks later) The funeral was a full military funeral. Caroline said goodbye one last time to her one true love. She was now standing in James London apartment and could almost feel his presence. His scent still lingered throughout the place. She looked around seeing where James had lived. She missed him but knew he would have wanted her to remain strong. She then remembered the words James said to her as she spotted the car keys upon a counter. The red Ferrari key was hard to miss on the key ring was a tag for the garage where it was kept. She made her way to the garage where it was kept and found it under a cover. She then unlocked the door and sat inside the car. She shed a few tears for her lost lover and looked out of the windscreen at the fading darkness which was outside the garage. She then knew exactly what James would want her to do. She fired the car up and drove out. The sound of the Ferrari emanated amongst the buildings of London as she drove through towards the direction of the rising sun.