Club 28
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Outside of the house 28 of the average housing complex at Juniper Lane, it looked just like every other house there. The only really notable thing that neighbors might ever comment on was that twenty-eight seemed to hold a lot of parties. Not that they were noisy; just that there were often lots of cars parked in its driveway and the street.
From one of the cars came Jackson Bishop, looking all around to be sure he wasn’t being followed. The pass phrase he had given the security guard at the gate had worked as the contact promised but now that he was in front of the target he was having second thoughts. “You’re sure this is the target, agent Gouveia?” he asked the communicator on the collar of his clothes.
– “Yeah, at least that is the address that or contact gave us, Jack. And you can call me just Juli, OK?” - answered the brunette agent, Juliana Gouveia. – “Now keep going, we established radio contact with you.”
– “Right, I'm going to the front door…” – after reaching the door, he knocked it in the order the contact instructed: three times, pause, four times, pause, twice rapidly, long pause, and once.
Jackson stayed there for some time, thinking if they were busted. While there, he thought about how they came there…
Recently Interpol captured another STP dealer. STP is a new form of sedative that quickly puts a person into a natural form of stasis, their muscles locking up and all bodily functions slowing to slower than a snail's pace. When coupled with a special chip, it allows someone to access surface areas of their mind, allowing for a primitive kind of mind control. This dealer, James Stuard, who used to work for the laboratory that developed the drug, in exchange for an alleviation of the fine, turned in a group of kidnappers who used it for something sinister.
“I only gave STP for them once, and I’m pretty sure they are still undercover as they are very cautious. After all, with how they use it, they need.”
Jackson was thinking about what he meant when the door was unlocked. Not knowing what to expect, he prepared for the worst. What his surprise that in the other side of the door was a little girl smiling up at him; she couldn’t have been older than eight. She was blonde and dressed in a normal looking t-shirt and sweat pants. Before he could say anything she grabbed his hand and pulled him inside saying, “It’s so great to see you again Mr. Anthony! Come on in I’ll get Dad.” Jackson was confused, as he wasn’t expecting a kid in a place like that, but she called him by the name the contact said to them. There was also the fact that her eyes were strangely and familiarly distant…
Without a lot of choices, he followed the girl inside the house, who looked like a normal one, until they arrived at the basement. There, she pushed a tile in the wall, and the bookshelf moved aside, showing a long illumined metal corridor, with a door in the end. With both inside the corridor, the girl closed the entrance. As soon as the lock clicked the girl spoke again, this time her voice sounded husky and dripped with sex, “Welcome to Club Twenty-Eight.” Jack turned to see the girl peel her outfit off in one move; the clothing had been designed to break away. Beneath the innocent attire she wore a transparent shift that ended just under her navel and a garter belt holding up a pair of sheet white stockings. “I’m Kari, it’s an honor to welcome a new customer, please follow me.” She stepped around him and strutted towards a door at the end of the hallway. Jackson couldn’t take his eyes off of her; she was the perfect combination of innocent and slutty he followed her swaying ass down the hall.
Kari pulled the door open and Jack was hit with a wave of sound, pulsing dance music filled the air and he saw that the facade of a normal home really ended at the bookshelf. Walking inside he saw that hidden in the basement was a high class strip club. His eyes scanned the room moving from girl to girl some of them were dressed like Kari serving drinks and giving lap dances, others were up on the three stages in various states of undress, stripping and grinding against poles. None of them could have been older then fifteen, the youngest one looked to be no more than seven, all of them with the same vacant eyes as Kari. He felt like he had walked into his most perverted dream.
You see, Jackson would never admit to anyone, but he was interested in little girls since adolescence, but he always could hide the fact. He was working for the Interpol in a bureaucratic paperwork kind of service, and saw in Interpol a chance to do some field work, dealing with al the strange things that they deal. But he never though it would put him in a situation like THIS! Looking for a secluded place to stay, he came in contact with Juliana:
– Jack here. I’m in. You wouldn’t believe it! Looks like this is a child prostitution ring, and I’m pretty sure they are using STP chips here, but need to confirm. Copy that?
– Copy. Be careful, and don’t make stupid mistakes.
– Ok, I’ll be.
As he needed to confirm how they were controlling the kids, he waved his hand and Kari was at his side:
– How my I serve you? – That phrase alone made his already rock hard member twitch painfully inside his pants.
– Kitty, do you have… private rooms? – The girl smiled at him though her gaze remained far away.
– Of course, right this way…”
Juliana Gouveia was nervous. At the Interpol van, undercover as a cable provider, the Brazilian brunette was worried about the mission.
–Shit, we never expected people like these would gain access to STP chips… is what we gain expecting morality between drug dealers, I guess… now I need to contact the central and…
That instant, there was a strong hit in the side of the van, that almost make her fall from her seat. Going out to check she saw a soccer ball in the floor, and two boys coming, with no more that 10 years old.
– Lady, could you give back our ball, please?
– Of course, but take care, ok?
As they came closer, she noticed that they had a strange look in the eyes, as if drugged
– But I’ll need to talk with your family about this.
– No, lady, the Mistress is who want to talk to you.
– Wha…?
Before she could react, the boys pulled some sprays and splashed her, and she felt the hardening sensation of the STP…
With Kari, Jackson went to one of the few vacant bedrooms in a corridor. The Room was octagonal, with a bed in the center and a luminous globe in the ceiling. Jack was pretty sure that somewhere in that room was a camera, so they could blackmail the clients into submission
– What you want me to do? – the girl asked.
– Just keep immobile, is a fantasy of mine.
– Ok. – With that, the girl simply stopped moving. Than, just to be sure, he started to touch her, first her breast, then her butt, and finally he brought down her panties and put two fingers all the way inside her pussy, and, during all that, she never reacted. He also reached behind her neck, and confirmed the she had a chip.– I’m sure I should contact Juliana now, but I want to enjoy the situation. After all, is not like she is in trouble…
After some time, Juliana recovered from the stasis. When she came to her senses, she was tied tightly over a round bed, in a bedroom not much different from the one jack was. In front of her was a kneeling brunette girl of 12 years old, a standing boy of 15 holding a plate with a wineglass, and a Japanese woman of 25 years, who was sitting over the girl’s back. All of them (including the agent) were naked, and the kids were under the effect of chips.
– Well, well, look what we found! Looks like Interpol finally found us. What do you want from me, Kagura Tanno?
– Ohh, you… How could you, using kids for… for THIS!!!
– My dear, it’s was only obvious that this would happen sooner or later… If this drug was already used for the traditional kind, why not this one?
– But they only children!
– The majority was already doing it, so I can’t se the problem…
– That’s not an excuse!
– Maybe… but I think you change mind after a taste of our “product”. Rick, entertain our guest, yes? But don’t make her come.
With a monotonous “yes, Mistress”, the boy came to her and began to kiss her and caress her, with her trying to get away.
– Resistance is futile. I know that you didn’t contact your base, so no one will came to help you.
After finishing with the girl, Jack tried to contact mission control.
– Juliana, STP confirmed, expecting to continue the mission. Do you copy? Hello? Agent Gouveia? Great, what now?
Deciding to continue the mission, as he was to much inside, he prepared a new gun developed to deal with this kind of situations: it shots a dart that apply STP in the target, then send a discharge thought the body, frying any ship in the target, rendering him or her a living statue
Hiding the gun, he gone out of the bedroom. At the end of the corridor was a door different from the others, probably the service entrance. When he was next to it, a little redhead dressed just like Kari came next to hem and said
– Hello sir, I’m Millie, this area is off limits to guests.
– Sorry, was looking for the bathroom, and got lost…
– They are next to the tables, sir, please follow me.
As he would, t get away from her, he shot her with the gun, she became frozen mid-step, looking back to check if he was following. Grabbing her so not left anything that would rise an alarm, he gone inside the door. In the other side was another corridor with a lot of kids of all ages, all with their backs to the left wall. They didn’t react to the stranger carrying a seminude girl frozen, so they were there just waiting orders. Through an open door, he saw two men checking monitors.
– Confirmed, Caitlyn's client took her chip…
– Man, this is the fifth time this week…
– Yeah, it's not like they work like this outside here.
– They only get a reactionless doll. Where’s the fun in that, John? Hey, John, everything all r…
With both incapacitated, Jack hided them inside a cabinet, and started to install a Trojan in the computer, that would give them access to all they clients. While checking he saw in a monitor something: a boy was raping a woman, while another watched. And Jack recognized the victmin.
– Juli!!! Great, now I need to save her…
Then he got an idea…
Juli was in panic. She wanted to come, even if it would be with this child, but every time she was almost there, he would stop until the tension subsided. While she watched Juli ’s suffering, Kagura kept toying with the little girl's butt and pussy.
Then suddenly, a thug showed up:
– Mistress, sorry to bother, but someone got inside the security area. I need to take you to a safe place.
– Dammit, just when things were starting to get interesting? Well, Rick, take the agent, give her some STP and bring her, and you, Sora grab my things, we're getting out.
Both answered with “Yes, Mistress”, and done what were ordered. Then just as they were ready to get out of the bedroom, another thug showed up:
– Mistress, sorry to bother, but someone got inside the security area…
– Don’t worry; we were already going away and… Huhn?
Noticing that the second thug weren’t moving anymore, she pushed hem, and surely, he fell to the floor like a log
– What is happening here?
When she turned away, the other thug had a strange gun pointed to her
– A pity, I wanted to take you away without any fuzz, but looks like I’ll have to improvise. And don’t try to order them to attack me, I’m sure I’ll hit them with this before they do anything.
– What do you want from me?
– Nothing, luckily you froze my partner, because I have a proposition to make…
One week later…
– Jackson, I still don’t understand what happened after they froze me, could you explain again?
– Of course! When I was getting you out, a guard showed up and warned her about me. There was a shootout, and in the middle of the chaos, she got away. But at least we got some of they clients.
– But sadly, we didn’t got some of the kids.
– She probably took them with her to try again in another place.
– But what make me worried is that, without that dealer, we would never gone there. What if we don’t get the same luck again?
– Well, there isn’t a lot we can do, is there?
Coming back to his house, Jack went to his office, where his new piece of furniture waited. He didn’t tell the truth to Juliana. He made a deal with the Japanese: he would take her away from there, but she would stay in his house until everything calmed down. But he never told her WHEN would be that time. Now Kagura Tanno lives up to her name: she was just a statue, a furniture embellishing his home, being cleaned by his new employees: Sora, Millie and Kari, all using a sexy French maid suit, as he had taken the precaution to copy the controlling program to his laptop.
Then sitting in his chair, he called in the interphone:
– Rick, if anyone calls, I’m not home, ok? – then, after ordering the girls to “serve” him, he said:
– I think that I could live with this new… predicament….
Meanwhile, back at the Building 8 of Juniper Lane, an author was happy with himself.
– I knew that if I used a Spy-like theme, this story would get on its feet! Now, what to do with this Mastema Guy?
THE END?
