Agent Ross

[Lady_Mornington]

Smiling serenely Nathalie looked down on Armond.

"No need to apologise...Dad" she intoned. "Just make sure you wash and rinse your mouth"

With that she left the showerstall, grabbing a towel from the rack and wrappping it around her. Mind racing not quite knowing what to think thus deciding in going with the flow. She had managed to get UK:s most wanted on his back submitting totally to her whims. Drying herself she pondered how to phrase that in a suitable manner in her report.

Walking to the bedroom she picked up her dress, judging with some rights that it was done for.

"Never really liked it anyway" she tried to console herself as she put it on, adjusting her bosom, her bra having been torn by Armond earlier.

Finding her purse she looked for a cigarette, Nathalie was not a smoker as such but she usually had a package with her. Lightening a B&H as she sat down on the bed, relishing the smoothness of the tobacco.

Her eyes met his as he tentatively made his way out of the bathroom. Draped in a towel and cheeks flush with colour.

"You never asked permission to wear that did you...Dad" she intoned the words her eyes fixed on his

 

[poohlive]

He cleaned himself. First the seed now drying on his addomin, and then her urine. It had gotten everywhere, all over his torso, down his arms, on his back. He took the soap, making sure to get everything.

His mind reeled at what he had done, his own small sheepishness. She would punish him for not obeying her, he knew she would. He had tried to hold it back, but the sight of her, treating him the way she did, that bland contempt as she held over him, poised.

God, it still sent shivers down his body.

After the showed he brushed his teeth, using mouth wash. It was gone, all of it, every last trace of her had left him, except for the memories. She dominated those as well.

He pulled the towel around his waist, coming out to take his punishment. When she nipped at him for the towel, he felt the heat rise to his face once more. He should have known, he dropped it down, somehow feeling so exposed, even though she'd already seen him naked several times.

"I'm sorry, princess," He said, without hesitation, walking towards her, his eyes down, unable to meet hers.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

She couldn't help but smile as Armond made his way towards her. His entire appearence being one of penitience and as she took yet another draught of her cigarette she couldn't help but smile

"Well...Dad" she extinguished the cigarette and stood up. Walking towards him and planting a soft kiss on his cheek.

"I guess I could make use of that limousine you offered me" then smiling impishly "Tomorrow I'd need to update my wardrobe don't you think"

Her blue eyes locked on his, his entire posture signalling submission, yet it was submission brought out of love and need. She tentatively moved closer placing her soft lips at his cheek. Kissing him.

"I think I love you..."

 

[poohlive]

"I love you too, baby girl," He kissed her. One of those hard kisses which brought out the same need as before. Those kisses stolen in the night and savored long afterwards. He kissed her like that, pausing for a moment, his tongue coming out to lick her lips.

"My princess," He had to call downstairs to his guys, get the limo ready for her. A matter of minutes.

"Do you want me to go with you?" He realized he was still naked in front of her, while she fully clothed. He thought for a minute what she would allow him to wear, what she would do to him now. He didn't want her to leave, didn't want her to do anything. He just stood there, his eyes wide, unsure, waiting for her to tell him.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Nathalie was momentarily taken aback with the ferocity of Armond's kiss. Yet she retained her composure and gently placed her hand on his chest pushing him away.

"I daresay I've kept you from your esteemed guests long enough...Dad" she smiled while saying so and turned around to pick up her purse.

"Just order the car for me and I'll be back very shortly" she looked at him, icy blue boring into him. "And when I return there are to be no trace of another woman here is that understood?"

She patted his cheek, almost unable to restrain herself from smiling. Then as an afterthought she added

"I would really like to go skiing tomorrow..could that be arranged?" Knowing full well that such a move would give Ross the opportunity to go through his Armond's lodgings undisturbed

"And I would need the suitable entourage as well...Dad" kissing him again she opened the door, looking at him and mouthing the words "I love you" before sliding out.

 

[poohlive]

When she left he began to clean. Drawers of affections and clothing were tossed out to the trash. He grabbed a couple of servants to check the other rooms for any sign of a woman. They gave him a curious look but did as they were told.

The strawberries and champagne still waited for her. He had some ice brought up to chill the champagne for her return.

He got dressed, wondering if he should. She had not told him to, those were not the orders, but he had to go see his guests, at least say goodbye as they headed out for the night.

Downstairs, he got a hold of Edward, his right hand servant. He explained there was going to be a skiing trip, and a new lady in his life, plan accordingly. Edward nodded, writing it down.

The guests greeted him warmly. It seems the party had come to a close when he left, people slowly leaving. Only a handful or so remained. He escorted them to the door, thanking them for coming, a warm smile on his face.

The servants had already cleaned up most of the mess, which left him, waiting for his princess.

He wished she had taken him with her. He didn't know what to do, what to prepare for her. She had told him nothing else... he just had to wait, and hope.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

There was a limousine waiting for her outside the manour. The driver standing by the door holding it open for her as she stepped inside.

"Ambassador Hotel please"

Closing the screen she took out her mobile phone, an ordinary looking Nokia and dialled a number maked "Mum".

The conversation, had anyone overheard it, was ordinary, ostensibly telling her mother that she'd had a nice evening and would probably go skiing tomorrow. Had anyone called it themselves it would be answered by a woman, although not Mrs D'Alembord but rather an officer at MI6. The arrangement was simple enough as it provided Nathalie to give her report without being to blatant or obvious about it.

The car stopped outside her hotel, the driver once again opening the door and offering to accompany her upstairs. She declined as she took the lift to the fourth floor. Her room was tidy, she had yet to unpack. Picking up her suitcase she opted for leaving her laptop in her room. Deciding that it Armond would be too interested in it and not wanting to expose herself with one of HM Government's property.

Returning downstairs, the driver took her bag and ushered her inside the limousine. Picking up the phone she asked to be put through to Armond's private number.

"Good evening...Dad" she intoned the words leaving the screen down allowing the driver to overhear her conversation

"I would like new sheets in our room, more champagne" smiling as she got into charachter "Beluga caviar with all trimmings and..:" licking her lips feeling mischevious "liquid honey..." hanging up before he could confess his feelings for her she turned to the driver giving him an icy stare

"A girl's got to enjoy herself..."

 

[poohlive]

He had the maids changed the sheets, but everything else he did himself. Two bottles lay out for her now, one still unopened, waiting for her. The strawberries lay next to the caviar, on the bedside table. A bottle of liquid honey next to it. Miguel had given him a knowing dirty look when Armond had asked for it.

The drawer underneath the table still stood open, various sex toys piled atop of each other.

He dare not close it, he was not told to. Instead, it hung open, letting Armond flush with embarrassment as the servants got a good look at them. Everyone would know what he was, and how his Princess was dominating him soon enough. Again, this wave of humiliation got him rock hard.

In private now he removed his clothing, putting them away. Again, he was not ordered to be clothed, so he would not wear them. He did not know where to be, if she wanted him kneeling or on the bed. He decided to just stand in the middle of the bedroom, the spread all laid out, waiting for her.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

As Nathalie entered the manour there was a change to the staff's demeanour. They deferred to her now, clearly having been instructed by Armond to do so. Besides they would have to be blind not to notice the way he was now behaving.

Taking the main stairs to his private lodgings she kept her mind focused on the events to come. Ross still hadn't made contact, effectively cutting her off from the any intelligence needed to secure the objective. She could, chose to abort it, yet she was willing to indulge herself for a day or two before doing so.

Opening the door she found Armond standing naked in the centre of the room. The sight almost endearing and she couldn't help but smile as she walked slowly towards him. Standing tiptoe she kissed his cheek.

"Mmmm much better" scanning the room and noticing how efficient the staff must have worked, clearing away what traces of other women in the magnificent apartments.

Her hand found his nipple and inserting her sharp nails in the sensitive tissue she kissed him again.

"Undress me but don't touch" she stood as he slowly and carefully stripped her.

She decided on keeping her heels and walking towards the bed she beckoned him to follow. The sight of him on his knees brought tingles through her body. Nathalie had never had much of an interesting sex-life. Her focus on her career having made relationships pretty much impossible. But in Armond she found the perfect outlet, a person so devoted to her every wish.

She lay down on her stomach, head resting on her arms as she spoke quietly

"I want a massage and a if you're good enough...Dad I let you taste the honey as well" the phrase intentionally ambigious. Arching her back thus lifting her perfectly rounded bottom.

"Will I have to wait long or..." words spoken harshly demanding...

 

[poohlive]

He knelt before he body, eyes wandering every curved line in her figure. The well toned ass, shapely, moving into her slim waist and then ample breasts, those hard nipples just out of sight as she lay on her stomach.

A soft moan escapes him, as his hands begin to massage. He begins at her legs, each foot carefully cared for. Fingers molding along her skin, rubbing gently where she wished.

Then up her calves. The tired worn muscles under his touch responded. The warmth through his hands spread throughout. He pressed, kneaded her, relaxing away the pains of every day.

Her thighs. His hands unable to contain themselves, parting her legs so he could touch the inner thigh. Fingers brushed against her sex as they massaged. It felt so wrong, so naughty to play with this. Such a young girl under his touch, her voice commanding, her body soft and pliant.

When his hands cupped her ass he released a moan. Small noises had escaped him at each touch, but this was the first low sound he created. It erupted, low and gutteral as he touched her. Fingers playing, running along her perfect curves now.

His cock twitched with each touch. He felt the hardened strain as soon as he knelt down. He wondered for a moment, if he kept doing this, would he cum again, without even touching himself? He didn't know, maybe it would please his princess to do so, but he did not ask permission. It hung between his legs, hard as a rock, refusing to tire.

The flesh of her back needed the most attention. He could feel knots, ties, places where the muscles had been used and abused. They turned to jello in his experienced hands though. He ran up her spine, working his way slowly down each side of her. Once more, tough tireless hands rubbing away a lifetime of stress and rejection.

"My princess," He spoke, as his hands moved to her neck now, the final part, fingers trailing along the sides, dropping away the last of whatever she carried with her each day. She was born anew now, formed as a woman, as a princess. Her past massaged away, and her future kneeling beside her, eager for more instructions.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

His expert touch brought shivers down her spine as he worked away the tensions inside her. She knew without having to look that he'd be raging hard, his touch as well as his breathing proved that.

Still he worked devoting the next hour to gently kneading away the knots inside her mucles. His touch warm, gentle as he traced every line of her body.

Turning around to watch him, as he sat kneeling on beside her, an eager look on his face.

"Mmm that was very nice...Dad"

leaning her head in her hand as she looked at him more closely then motioning for the champagne, wordlessly telling him to serve her a glass.

He complied readily, the drink handed to her and she could just about sense the trembling in his hands as he did.

"I'm a bit tired" she saw the disappointed face he made "too worn out...Dad"

she rolled over on her stomach again. Sipping her drink she ran a perfectly manicured finger down the lenght of her spine, letting it rest on her rounded bottom.

Looking over her shoulder, her blonde hair falling down over her shoulders she beckoned him to approach.

 

[poohlive]

He moved next to her, snuggling against her, his tongue coming out to lick along her neck. Her body felt so relaxed alongside him, so good. He could understand why she wanted nothing more than sleep.

"But... you promised," he nearly whined, his voice high, full of sadness, "Please... let me please you princess. Let me go down between your legs, lick you. Cum all over me, princess. Use me once more, like your little fuck toy. Then you can go to sleep."

His cock now tried desperately to get attention. It raged with the pain, those words he spoke, utter humiliation playing along with his lust. However further he stooped, however she made him go, he just took it, wanting more, needing it.

"Please, princess," He licked her once more, nibbling along her neck, moaning against the soft creamy skin, "Please... whatever you want."

 

[Lady_Mornington]

She turned around, surprising him with the turn of speed she employed as she lashed out connecting her palm with his face.

"Begging. Is. Not. Becoming. In. A. Man"

Each syllable pronounced, voice eerily without emotion as she spoke. Nathalie's icy stare boring into him as he shook his head. Then seeing his downcast expression she smiled, yet not wholly so.

"You are my Dad now and I can't have you whining like a little girl...that's my prerogative" she added as an afterthought, streching her leg to rest her feet on his shoulder.

"Now do apologize and tell me what lovely gift you are going to bring me to make me forget this blatant outburst...Dad" her toes playing with his hair, legs spread revealing her sex to his eyes.

"And" she added voice husky "tell Princess just how dirty you wanted to be..:"

 

[poohlive]

The slap shot right to his spine, crashing out around him in a thousand different directions. He looked hurt, the red on his face both from humiliation and the fierceness of her blow. He cowered, sniffling, trying to look up at his princess but unable.

"Princess... I'm.... I'm..." he knelt down, so his face was covered in the bedspread beside her, "I am sorry, you will receive the finest of pearl necklaces for this outlash. It will never happen again. A man does not whine, my Princess."

He looked up at her, trying to find a pleasing look from her, trying to see if she lamented or would the blows continue.

"I wanted to lick you, my Princess. I wanted to taste your sweet honey running down my mouth. I wanted you to use my face, grabbing my hair, pulling me in deep and fast to fuck as you wish. I wanted to get on top of you, fuck you good and hard. Fuck my daughter, my little girl, enter her sweet delicious cunt and fuck her raw... if, of course, my Princess allowed."

Still, the raw hunger ran through him once more as he looked down on her sex. That prize to be taken, but he could never take. When she offered he could have it, but he could not take. It was her job to take, his was to wait patiently.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

"Get on your back!"

The command spoken harshly and Armond readily complied. The power she held over him caused her to shiver, it was more of a kick than all her academic achievments, even better than outperforming the competetion as a gymnast.

Looking sternly at him she straddled his face, her shapely bottom covering him as she sat down hard, almost smothering him.

"No touching" the warning spoken softly indicating that she was to decide when or if even, he'd be allowed to discharge.

Moannig as his skilled tounge found her petal her mind went dizzy, yet the promise of the necklace shined brightly. A small part of herself knowing it was wrong, but the pure bliss she was experiencing took precedence over the cold analytical side.

Sitting down harder she let herself be carried away...

 

[poohlive]

This was where he belonged. And he knew it. Down on his back, submissive, caring once more as she was above him. She lowered herseld down to him. His tongue licked slowly at first, but as she pushed down lower, as her juices began to flow so did his desire.

He pressed against her, devouring her with a deep hunger. One would never think only an hour ago he had licked her once more. This ravaging of her was unbound. The humiliation of before, her slap against his face. All of it went into his tongue, as it flicked across her sex, deep inside of her cunt.

Lips pressing into her clit, that hard nubbed which sent shudders when he touched it. He sucked on it, hard and defiant in his mouth. His tongue licked it, teased it, flourished it with different feeling, pressure, everything.

Then, his tongue shot into her cunt. Deep and hard. Like a cock it fucked her, pushing in and out, creating a rhythm with her as it pushed in further and further, riding along those soft pink walls that gripped him. His tongue could do so much more though, it could bend inside of her, twist, move to different spots as he plunged into her depths.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Armonds manipulations of her sex brought a series of orgasms to erupt inside Nathalie. Screaming and moaning as he continued to please her. Her mind blank apart from the waves of pleasure flowing through her.

"Need to stay focused" she tried to retain some connection with her mission yet it seemed throughly unimportant right now. The only thing that mattered was the way she was brought to yet another climax.

She rode his face for the better part of an hour, her body coated in a fine layer of sweat. Her face flushed and her hair disshevelled.

Screaming loudly as the sensations shot through her and collapsing on top of him. Her mind spinning as she lay motionless.

Finally she managed to speak murmuring as she crept up beside him, her face at his neck

"That was amazing...Dad" her hand resting on his chest her breath hot on his skin "will you take me with you to your important meetings tomorrow then?" her voice sleepy, the content words of a lover satisfied.

 

[poohlive]

He felt her whole body go limp, resting by his side. He held her softly in his arms, wishing that he could do more for her. She felt exhausted though, even her breath labored against his skin.

"If you wish, you may come. Then we will go skiing, and once more I will be yours to play with, if you wish my princess... now rest, please. You need it for tomorrow."

He kissed her forehead, lightly. His lips pressing into her sweaty skin, taking away that wonderful taste of pure lust and long tiring sex. He felt worse than ever, his cock straining, eager to find something, to cum once more. It had begun to pain him, but he let that go for now.

His princess would let him take care of his needs some other time. All that mattered were hers, and right now she needed rest. She would rest by his side, and in the morning more fun would be had.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Nathalie fell asleep instantly her head resting on Armond's chest.

Yet sleep proved to be ridden with rather disturbing dreams. She saw herself stand accused of treason, the prosecutor calling Ross as a witness, who swore that she had blatantly betrayed her country for carnal pleasures.

Tossing and turning her body coated with sweat as she murmured in her sleep

"No it's not like that, No!"

Waking up screaming, tears running down her cheeks clutching her legs

"I'm going mad" she thought as the sobs racked her...

 

[poohlive]

He stirred in his sleep, but only slightly. With this new girl by his side he slept very well. The pain in his cock went away, slightly, as all pains do. It left him here now to put his arms around her when he felt her shivering in the dark.

He kissed her, once, on the cheek, before going back into the confines of sleep. He didn't even know he had done it, but for the moment he were there, with her, next to her, feeling good.

Already he was lost in his dreams. Welcome and pleasent, waiting for him like an old lover.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Nathalie was in a foul mood as she woke up the following morning. Not having been able to snatch more than a few moments of sleep.

Quietly getting up, disentangling herself from Armond's embrace and heading for the shower. Standing under the spray, having turned down the temperature, shivering, teeth clattering she willed herself to take the punishment. Trying to purge herself of the disturbing dreams of the following night.

Making an attempt to organize her thoughts she decided on making contact with MI6, she had not yet heard anything from Ross, and starting to suspect that he might be captured and most likely dead by now.

"Be analytical Nathalie" she told herself as she finally turned the flow of water off, still shivering from the shock she had put herself through. Streching she walked back into the bedroom, keeping on the balls of her feet, poised either for fight or flight. Her naked body shining as she made for the bedside remembering her dress was everything but appropriate for the day's activities.

 

[poohlive]

It didn't take much for Armond to wake up. The soft scent his princess had left on the pillow brought him back to reality. He took it in, hearing the shower going. He called for breakfast to be brought up, as he began cleaning himself for the day.

He jumped into the shower after her. It was big enough for both of them, but he felt to give her the privacy she deserved in the morning. He only bowed his head in respect when she passed him. He cleaned himself, washed his hair, his teeth, fresh smelling soaps, deodorants, aftershave, colonge.

He returned to the walk in closet, picking out a black sweater and jeans for the day. Nothing fancy, skiing as well as a few simple meetings. He thought it would work well.

"I'm afraid I don't have any clothes for you, princess," He said, "But, we can go shopping. We'll buy you an entire wardrobe anything you want."

As well as a pearl necklace, he remembered.

Breakfast was brought up, along with fresh champagne.

"I only have two meetings in the early afternoon. The rest of the day is all yours, my princess."

 

[Lady_Mornington]

"Don't wear underwear"

Nathalie didn't know why she said it but the words came naturally as she donned the cocktail-dress again. "God its really only fit for dusters now" she found herself thinking.

Grabbing a slice of toast still standing her eyes fixed on Armond as she thoughtfully took a sip of the tea offered. Her eyes trailing over his body, wondering how fit he still was considering his age.

"And are we going skiing as well?" she smiled trying to surpress the voice calling her back to her original duty without any success.

"I really need to pick up my computer as well" knowing she risked that the transmissions might be picked up, even though the Service used quite the elaborate encryption codes. "I need to put in a bit of work" smiling as he looked curiously at her.

"Merely lounging around doesn't befit a Ph D does it...Dad"

 

[poohlive]

"Of course, we have a lift waiting whenever you are ready. The day is yours, as I said."

He had taken off his clothing, placing the underwear back in the drawer, and putting his jeans one once more. The humiliation hardly entered into his mind, only a slight twinge as he said it. He never faltered, simply did as was asked, and then spoke in a kind calm manner.

He ate his breakfast in silence.

The phone rang, he picked it up, nodding his head, "The limo is ready. We can go by your hotel, get everything you need, and then go shopping. Is that all right with you, my princess?"

 

[Lady_Mornington]

She nodded silently then feeling the surge of conflicting emotions running through her again.

Tears burning the corners of her eyes as she looked at him, trying desperately to conceal them for him. Turning her head, voice hoarse as she spoke her reply

"Yes that will be fine, you're coming with aren't you?"

There was something in her stance, in her voice that alerted Armond, the notion of something wasn't at all right. The tears shining for a second in her eyes the obvious sign, yet Nathalie's posture gave away more as did her voice, a hint of the need she felt for him now...