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[jeremiah1982]

He smiled, her eyes told a story, she had no idea what laid ahead for her, he moved to his table and grabbed something, she didnt get a chance to see what it was, increadly frustrating, the smile faded and he returned to his cold dead stare as he approached her..

"This is where my fun begins, in time you will begin, you see what I have planned for you is the most excruciating form of torture, you will try to fight it at first, which will only increase the pain but you will break, everybody breaks, it's why I was hired.. You see you will tell me what I want to know, you'll be begging before Im done."

He continued to walk closer, his face may have been straight, but in his eyes she could see a smile, she could tell that he was looking forward to whatever he had planned and she couldnt even begin to imagine why.

"The pain is only the beginning, you see it won't take long for that pain to become pleasure, and the more it hurts, the more you will want, you will want more and more but that will only make the torture worse, because what you will want is release and you wont get it.. Not until I get what I want."

I reached down, his fingers sliding over her sex as he looked into her eyes, and with one quick movement he grabbed the and tore them from her, completely exposing her to the world, she watched in horror as he reavealed the weapon from behind his back..

"How about we start with the codes to the computer programs, all of them."

 

[And 1]

"What now, you say?"

Scythe's eyes flickered to the gun on his belt as her face contorted in simulated rage. She couldn't see what kind it was, but it couldn't be anything of great caliber. Not on an undercover agent.

"You stay completely still, or I blow your head off. What the hell were you thinking, coming in here with a gun!?"

Scythe stared at the 'inspector' as she stepped forwards, aiming at him one-handed and under the cover of the four guards with shotguns. Scythe knew how this could, and probably would, go. And she had the advantage no matter what happened. Her outstretched arm, holding her pistol, was nothing more than a trick. If the man tried anything, he would feel pretty surprised at what happened inmediately after.

I rasied an eyebrow as Samantha if that was her real name aproached me aming her gun at me."I guess we can drop the pretence Samantha or whoever you are" I spoke looking directly at her trying to keep nice and composed while looking for a way out of the building.

"So how shall we start me telling you why I came here with a gun or you tellimng me who you are and whats with this building" I asked her moving my hand to my hips the gun I was carrying with in reach if need be.

 

[poohlive]

Mitch and David
Hong Kong


They had to go in teams. It was just protocol. No one let them go anywhere unless they had someone with them. Fucking buddy system. It was smart enough, Mitch had to admit. Harder for anyone to just take them out single handed. And the constant radio contact with HQ just made getting into this place damn near impossible.

But, it also made for bitch work. That's why Mitch and David loved the basement so much. There was nothing important down here. Old files and shit they were retiring. The basement was practically one room, filled with nothing more than rows and rows of filing cabinets. These cabinets were filled with files.

What files? Mitch didn't know. They were all key coded and locked. He had top level security and even he didn't fucking know. Only the scientists who worked down here knew.

They were uploading all of this information into computers anyway. That's why the files were all down here, just storage. Not useful. There were supercomputers up higher in the building, people using code, data entry, filing it all away.

Down here was just dark and dank and boring.

"Your move," David said. Mitch knew he said it out of spite though, the game was over long ago. David had won 6 moves back, and Mitch didn't know until just know. His queen threatened, and his king exposed.

"We need a better fucking game."

"How about go fish?"

"Fuck you," Mitch shook his head, setting the pieces back up, "I'll get your ass one of these days."

The radio cracked to life, "3X 2R4, status."

David clicked the radio twice, and looked around, "3P. We're nice and clear."

"You still kicking his ass, David?"

Mitch turned a shade brighter, as he set up the pieces. David only put the radio back. He turned though, glancing down the long rows of files. He thought he saw something. A shadow... it might have been a rat, but even that would be a problem. There were no rats in this building. It was fucking clean as a whistle.

He kept an eye on the game, but every so often turned his head to where he thought he saw a shadow.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Constatine had gotten one of the file cabinets open, and was looking through it with some wonder. --What the fuck were these guys into. I have heard of some of these people, and they were keeping track of them. Damn, Mario is going to want to know about this.-- He was thinking to himself, while also taking and taking photos of all the files that he had found in the cabinet that he had opened, so that he could have proof for his bosses about what was going on, and maybe they would know what's going on. He knew about the guards, and was a little worried when one looked up. He was sure that he was quiet, and didn't show anything of himself, but he had to be sure. He crept along one of the walls, to get behind them and watched them for a while, hopefully keeping to the shadows enough to keep out of sight, but also putting his silencer on his gun just in case and was ready to take them both out before they could breath wrong.

 

[Katamari Roller]

I rasied an eyebrow as Samantha if that was her real name aproached me aming her gun at me."I guess we can drop the pretence Samantha or whoever you are" I spoke looking directly at her trying to keep nice and composed while looking for a way out of the building.

"So how shall we start me telling you why I came here with a gun or you tellimng me who you are and whats with this building" I asked her moving my hand to my hips the gun I was carrying with in reach if need be.

Samantha grinned, her eyes avoiding his as she checked out his movements and his body. Now his coat was on the floor, it was clear what he was trying to do. Health inspector? What a lousy excuse indeed. No inspectors ever came to this building, and if any did, she would be ready to receive them. But she was sure they didn't have guns on them.

"Would you please have a look around yourself before pulling out a gun?"

Samantha extended her arms to her sides, gesturing at the whole room around her, her lips curved into a cruel, open smile. Her white teeth gleamed with the sunlight that came through the WVT's front doors. It also reflected on the bulletproof cabins placed beside the metal detectors. Two of them, each with two guards aiming their combat shotguns at the intruder. Automatic shotguns, the kind that shredded doors apart, pump-action. Good old Benelli models...

Then, Scythe looked at the guards on the left cabin, and nodded. A button was pushed, and the locks on the front doors activated. Scythe knew that, right now, armed guards stood ready to breach into the hall at her signal.

She looked back at the intruder, and put a hand on her hip as she rested her weight on one foot in a rather coquetish way.

"Care to drop your weapon? We can talk afterwards... we will have more than enough time!"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Agent Westfall

"The pain is only the beginning, you see it won't take long for that pain to become pleasure, and the more it hurts, the more you will want, you will want more and more but that will only make the torture worse, because what you will want is release and you wont get it.. Not until I get what I want."

His voice was almost soothing in tone as he spoke, if it weren't for the menace in the set of his jaw, in his gaze. She didn't even bother to comment back to him, he didn't really want to hear anything she'd have to say anyway. But it was obvious to her, this guy was losing touch with reality.

Would she complain? Hell no! It was much better than shock therapy, or being sliced slowly to ribbons.. She didn't dare smile, and she wasn't going to tell him just how much 'torture' she could take either. She ignored whatever he held in his hand, curiousity would not win out as she did not want to know what was coming.

Her eyes did snap at him, her lips press firmly together as he caressed over her crotch and gripped her jeans. Uncomfortable didn't get a chance to come to mind as he wrenched open her jeans and pulled until the old thread gave way to his demand and tore.

Her jaw clenched so tightly it hurt, her body jolting from the jerk of his hand but she said not a word to him. Hate shown in her eyes, the urge to spit at him made her mouth water and her throat itch to curse.. still, she held on to what little dignity she could find and remained silent.

"How about we start with the codes to the computer programs, all of them."

Her brows lifted and eyes opened up more in a feined look of innocence. The look brief before her face relaxed once more and a little smile cocked at the corner of her full lips. Again the stotic look of boredom caressed her face as she started at the bridge of his nose.

Let him suck on that for awhile! She knew how to press buttons, but this man's buttons she wanted nothing to do with. Perhaps if she remained quiet and behaved ...... yeah right!

 

[And 1]

Samantha grinned, her eyes avoiding his as she checked out his movements and his body. Now his coat was on the floor, it was clear what he was trying to do. Health inspector? What a lousy excuse indeed. No inspectors ever came to this building, and if any did, she would be ready to receive them. But she was sure they didn't have guns on them.

"Would you please have a look around yourself before pulling out a gun?"

Samantha extended her arms to her sides, gesturing at the whole room around her, her lips curved into a cruel, open smile. Her white teeth gleamed with the sunlight that came through the WVT's front doors. It also reflected on the bulletproof cabins placed beside the metal detectors. Two of them, each with two guards aiming their combat shotguns at the intruder. Automatic shotguns, the kind that shredded doors apart, pump-action. Good old Benelli models...

Then, Scythe looked at the guards on the left cabin, and nodded. A button was pushed, and the locks on the front doors activated. Scythe knew that, right now, armed guards stood ready to breach into the hall at her signal.

She looked back at the intruder, and put a hand on her hip as she rested her weight on one foot in a rather coquetish way.

"Care to drop your weapon? We can talk afterwards... we will have more than enough time!"

I listened to words and looked around,it was clear I was surronded and my chances of ecaping where slim and none.I poinded my options and all things considered letting them capture me could yet work out as I could try and get some answers to the purpose of this building and why Fable had been observing it in the first place.

Reaching round I slowly pulled my gun out,gripping the handle tightly I looked up a Samantha and broke into a grin."Seems I'm out of luck but I would be delighted with your company" I smiled holding my hand out to her with the gun barrel facing down and the handle covered by my fingers.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Constatine slipped out of the building, having gotten a bit of what he wanted, and now knowing how to get in and out easily. He high-tailed it back to the hotel, and went to his room. He downloaded the pictures that he had of the files, and sent them off to Mario to let him know what he found at the MTV building, and also that he found out that they were putting them on the computer system now for some reason, and they had filing cabinets full of this type of information, asking for what he should do next.

 

[jeremiah1982]

He looked down at her as he massaged and caressed her clitoris with his fingers, her attempt at appearing bored showed strength, or atleast some strength, he could see through it perhaps, it didnt matter how many faces she wanted to pull, her eyes told the whole story. From behind his back came the first vibrator he planned to use, he smiled down at her, a sick and almost sadistic smile as he slid it up her inner thigh..

 

[jeremiah1982]

Bump!

 

[Sweetp4u]

Agent Westfall

Codi tensed visibly as his hand came down on her, expecting some form of pain from his touch. Lips locked and pressing so tightly down that they were near bloodless, it took her several long seconds to realize he hadn't caused her any pain..

She remembered to breathe then, did her best to calm her racing heart as her mind worked furiously over what to do about this? It was next to impossible to predict what would happen, this scenario never registered on any guide books on torture methods.

Not to mention he was all but looming over her, giving her no room to even attempt to move away from him.. She'd tried in tiny movements but the ropes held too damned tightly to manage any escape, however small.

Hello?! Wake up! Talking to herself, a sure sign of mental instabilities.

Her attention snapped back full force as his fingertips caressed over her clit. Her eyes coming instantly to his face, she glared with contempt at him. It was a battle of wills, only he had the upper hand.. Or so he thought.

She broke away from his gaze, rummaging around in her mind to find something, anything to think about other than this! Ignoring that invisible wave of pleasure passing over her, ignoring his toys of torture, she started reciting her times tables silently. Body tense, wishing she could shut him down by crossing her legs. "Fucking cheating bastard!" She almost whimpered, almost caved in and ranted at him as she so longed to do. She'd prefer the pain to this madness!