Jane Bond

[caela]

Jane let the days pass without bringing up her fears to Boris. She simply enjoyed her time with him and savored learning more about herself. Without the influence of her father or MI6 she was quickly learning what SHE thought of things not what she was supposed to think, and the feeling Boris showed her within her body never ceased to amaze her. He could be gentle and loving or hard and demanding when they made love but she enjoyed it all and even when he used her hard she came away screaming in pleasure.

Finally the day came that she had been dreading and knew must come.

“Jane my kitten I fear I’ll have to move soon before your father and “M” come calling. I want you to come with me, but this is also an opportunity for you to return to London.”

Jane sighed softly. She wanted to go with Boris and yet eventually her father and M would have to be faced or they'd be running for the rest of their lives. Slowly her eyes lifted to look into his and she nodded gently, "I'll go with you Boris. There's still so much for you to teach me, so much for me to learn, about you, and about myself. The next time it's time to move though I will go back. M and my father will have to be dealt with, I won't spend my life running from a past that wants to chase me. It will have to be laid to rest."

 

[cgraven]

"I'll go with you Boris. There's still so much for you to teach me, so much for me to learn, about you, and about myself. The next time it's time to move though I will go back. M and my father will have to be dealt with, I won't spend my life running from a past that wants to chase me. It will have to be laid to rest."

Jane’s words cheered Boris yet he to knew for Jane to be truly free she must face her past. Their days on the island had been days of sorrow and unimagined joy. Jane was the shy little kitten playful and inquisitive and then suddenly she was a wildcat embracing her passions with wild abandonment. No matter what she did Jane did not hold back, with one exception he had not worn the silver pendent again. It seemed the one area of her sexuality that seemed to scare Jane.

They left the island in the dark of the night, none of the others came with them. Boris and Jane simply slipped away. They traveled first to North America, then Central America. They never stayed long till at last they settled into a small villa in the Middle East in the wild lands where there was no law on the old boarders of Russia and close to China. The villa reflected Boris’s eclectic tastes and they would be safe there for several months but then it would be time to move again and Boris dreaded that day.

 

[caela]

They never stayed long till at last they settled into a small villa in the Middle East in the wild lands where there was no law on the old boarders of Russia and close to China.

Jane was happy with Boris and contentedly followed where he led until they were safely tucked away in his villa. The things he introduced her to never ceased to amaze her even when it was something as simple as pointing out to her a desert flower in bloom.

It was a strange feeling to be learning who she was without the influence of MI-6, her father, and M. She found she had and interest in more then just modeling for his scultures and was soon pushing Boris to teach her to mold clay as well. Her first attempts were clumsy and hardly resembeled the simple items she started with which frustrated her to no end. Jane was used to picking things up quickly but this required a skill that wasn't solely based in her mind and as much as it frustrated her it also delighted her and she would spend hours practicing.

She also started dancing again. She's nearly squealed like a small child in delight when she had found that the villa had a dance room lined with mirrors and a bar. Anytime Boris was busy or her thoughts were dark she'd slip away and easily spend nearly the entire day spinning gracefully through ballet forms.

The silver pendant was never far from her. It was almost always in a pocket where she could easily touch it but it frightened her. As the days drew nearer to the time that Jane would have to leave she began to feel edgy and cranky and no amount of sculpting or dancing seemed to relieve the tension in her and on remembering the extreme release she'd had before panicing the last time she'd put on the necklace, she slowly slipped it around her neck once more and went in search of Boris.

 

[cgraven]

There was a depth to Jane’s soul that amazed Boris. Her mind always inquisitive thirsted after knowledge. She took a child like delight in discovering nature and its wild untamed beauty, something her life in London had not allowed her. He was pleased the day she came and looked over his shoulder at his latest statuette of her. Jane’s delicate fingers caressing the clay, and then her first attempts to model the clay. They where clinical attempts to model what the young beauty knew was there. Slowly Boris taught Jane to model what she saw and her works took on a life. He guided her but never criticized for she knew her failings, but he pointed out her successes. Jane started dancing again and would spend hours practicing. They would make love, enjoying their mutual passions for each other. Then one day as Boris sat in his study Jane came to him the little sliver pedant around her neck.


“Kitten dance for me, strip for me, I want you to excite me with your dance.”

Boris knew that this would be hard for Jane as her dance had been the one truly private thing she had, yet the pendant said she was his to command. She would dance for him now and later in the dungeon the young beauty would dance to the kiss of leather as she discovered the depth of her darkest passions. Boris would test the depth of Jane’s submission, as well as her darker nature that she had always run from.

 

[caela]

“Kitten dance for me, strip for me, I want you to excite me with your dance.”

Jane's eyes flashed wide with startlement at the command. She danced for many reasons but to excite another had never been one of them, when she danced it was intensly personal and emotional...it was her truest escape and release from worry. She couldn't help pausing, she didn't know where to begin and so she closed her eyes and drew a deep breath, her mind playing through the music she knew and loved before finally settling on a haunting sensuous melody that began to wind through her mind.

She kept her eyes closed as the song played only for her and slowly her body began to move with all the grace of a ballerina but it wasn't ballet forms she performed. Gently her hips began to rock, a shy, tentative invitation, while her lips curved into a sweet smile and her fingertips played lightly down the front of her body deliberatly skirting her errogenous zones. She moved like a virgin calling her first lover to her bed the best she knew how.

As the song built in Jane's mind she began to move a little more, her fingers inching toward her breasts and skirting away once more, teasing her flesh until her nipple tightened and strained against her sheer blouse. Her hips began to rock more, a little deeper, the invitation in them a bit more blatant but by no means wanton yet. As her fingers slid away from her breasts they moved down over the plane of her belly and gently tugged it free from her skirt, they trembled slightly as they worked back upward, freeing the buttons that held the blouse closed.

The blouse opened finally but she didn't slide it off, merely letting it open to reveal a path from her navel upward between the valley of her breasts and chest, the soft material clinging to her skin revealing little but showing easily that there is nothing beneath it at the same time. As her inner music swells her eyes finally open and look deep into Boris' own. Hers dark with the need growing deep in her belly hold his as again her body shifts. The movement of her hips changes, becoming more fluid, more wanton, a lover calling to her other half with all the assurance that comes when a woman knows she is wanted and cared for.

Sinuously she began to move around him now, no longer shy, drawing him into the passion filling her body and letting her form express it openly before him. As she spun around him her blouse slid from her arms and was playfully dropped on his head, a small grin curving her lips when she once more faced him. Continuing to writhe to the music in her mind she reached back, deliberatly arching her back and lifting her breasts, to unzip her skirt and a roll of the hips sent it sliding to the floor. Standing before him only a garter, sheer black stockings and sharp heels covered her. Lifting one foot to rest it on his chair she moves close to him for the first time to whisper lowly in his ear, "Shall I strip from these too?"

 

[cgraven]

Boris could see that it took of Jane’s will to do as he had commanded. He watched as her eye lids fluttered closed, her hips slowly began to roll her movement shy almost virginal, as the music only the young beauty could hear built first within her mind and then within her soul Jane’s dance told of their passion for each other, from shy lost little girl to young vibrant woman, her sensually movements calling her lover to her.

A small grin curving her lips when she once more faced him. Continuing to writhe to the music in her mind she reached back, deliberately arching her back and lifting her breasts, to unzip her skirt and a roll of the hips sent it sliding to the floor. Standing before him only a garter, sheer black stockings and sharp heels covered her. Lifting one foot to rest it on his chair she moves close to him for the first time to whisper lowly in his ear, "Shall I strip from these too?"

Boris smiles into Jane’s eyes as her foot rest on his chair the seductive way she arches her supple young body.

“No Jane I shall take care of them.”

Slowly Boris leaned forward and eased the shoe from the girl’s foot his hands danced along the curve of her calve, slowly up her thigh to release the snaps of her garter, a fleeting kiss brushes her inner thigh before he frees her other stocking, Then a long seductive lick of Jane’s bar pussy as he remove the garter belt. Boris sensually roles down the young beauty’s sheer hose little kisses caress her skin as it is bared. When both stocking have both removed Boris stands sweeping Jane into his arms his mouth claims hers in a long lingering kiss.

“Are you ready Kitten?”

Boris’s lips claimed Jane’s again; he rose and walked across the room leavening his young beauty standing alone. Soon the strains of Revel’s Bolero stat to fill the room, Boris picks up the cat of nine tails, shaking it loose. The sinus strips of leather softly slide over Jane’s shoulders, trait down across her firm breast teasing her nipples as they slide from her body.

“Dance Kitten dance.”

As the slow strains of the music build so do the caresses of the cat, the leather thongs caressing Jane’s supple body their fingers caressing her breasts the bite of their leathery kiss pluck at her taunt nipples. Each stroke brings her nerves alive a sensual sting as the leather kisses her silken skin. As the tempo of the music builds to a crescendo so does the kiss of the cat as it tails caress the young beauty from her breasts to her bare pussy and then her lily white thighs.

 

[caela]

“Are you ready Kitten?”

Before she could reply her lips were crushed under his and she was clinging to him tightly, need surging through every cell of her body. When he left her standing there she whimpered softly even as she tried to catch her breath. Her eyes were hot and intent as they watched him shake out the tails of the cat, the sight of those long strands of leather sending a shudder running through her form.

At the first kiss of the cat she gasped in surprise at the burst of pain across her breast and barely heard his command, “Dance Kitten dance.” As the music builds around them she obeys without thought, her body moving to the strains of the song around them and arching, twisting, turning, with each kiss of the cat that sears her flesh. She can feel her skin burning from her breasts to her thighs and see the red stripes where the leather has landed leaving her skin feeling like it's on fire.

Only when the last strands of music fade do the kisses of the cat stop and then Jane sinks to her knees, her chest heaving and body weak as she tries to gasp for air and her hazy mind tries to make sense of what is happening to her.

 

[cgraven]

Jane’s supple young body twists and arches as the cat caresses her, the crimson stripes in sharp contrast to her pale silken skin, the young beauty sinks to her knees ever fiber of her body alive, her chest heaving and body weak as she tries to gasp for air and her hazy mind tries to make sense of what is happening to her. Boris kneels down, his lips brush her heaving breasts his tongue swirling around her taunt nipples, a kiss for each crimson stripe as he eases Jane down to lay on the plush carpet, and he lovingly kisses her bare pussy his tongue deviling deeply into its moist folds till the girl trembles with her orgasm.


“Come Jane”

He whispers as the young beauty’s orgasm begins to subside. Taking her by the hand he leads Jane to the Villa’s dungeon. The crosses and table’s that Jane had seen ion the island await to embrace her. Boris opened a trunk and drew out a dark burgundy corset and slowly brought it around Jane’s supple form He drew the laces tight, the demi cups thrusting her young firm breasts up the garment only coming to her trim waist the line of the corset accentuating the seductive cure of her torso and her slender waist. Next Boris slid the long supple midnight blue gloves up Jane’s arms, they where lined with several buckles along their sensual length and fit the young beauty like a second skin.

“Place your wrist behind your back Kitten.”

Boris drew the buckles thigh binding Jane’s arms behind her arching her back and thrusting her proud firm breasts upwards. He then placed a blindfold over the girl’s stormy blue-gray eyes, a world of darkness engulfed her leaving only sound and feel to her. Boris then placed a pedestal mounted dildo below Jane's quivering body and gently guided the girl to her knees. Suddenly a low hum filed the room as the device brushed the bond beauty’s sweet rose pedal folds. As long as Jane knelt bolt upright the tip just teased her pussy if she desired pleasure from its embrace Jane would have to impale herself on the wickedly pleasing device.

“Jane embrace the pleasure Kitten!”

 

[caela]

“Come Jane”

Jane's mind was in a haze as she slowly rose to unsteady legs, her hand slipping into his as she docily followed Boris to the dungeon that awaited her. She held still as he drew the laces of the corset tightly around her and felt the restricting garment stealing her breath as it emphasized the thrust of her breasts and the trim line of her waist. While he was getting the gloves she ran her fingers over the corset, feeling the smooth material that now clung to her like a secon skin and a small smile played about her lips.

She watched the gloves going up her arms with intense curiosity. The buckles fascinated her to no end and she wondered what they were for but didn't ask because she figured she would find out soon. She was proven right mere seconds later when he told her to put her arms behind her back, as she did so she felt the buckles begin locked together effectively locking her arms behind her back. An intense feeling of helplessness flooded through her and only grew more so as the blindfold slid over her eyes and plunged her into darkness.

With a soft whimpering in her throat she let Boris guide her to her knees and found she felt safer there then on her feet, at least on her knees she wasn't likely to trip and fall. She heard the buzzing of the dildo under her a split second before she felt the vibrations teasing her cuntlips. With a gasp she sat straighter up but found that keeping such tension was difficult and as she would relax her body would press down on the dildo under her.

“Jane embrace the pleasure Kitten!”

Sweet words! She'd worried he meant to torment her with the dildo, to let her tease herself but not really find pleasure in it but his words freed her to do what her body yearned to...relaxing she sank down onto the dildo, a soft gasp parting her lips as the fake cock parts her folds and slides easily into her eager body. The inner walls of her pussy clung around the vibrating dildo, clenching and releasing as her hips began to roll in slow waves, lifting and dropping herself in a slow, pleasure building, rythem that quickly has her gasping and sighing for breath.

 

[cgraven]

Jane had come willingly, the shy little smile as her hands ran sensually over the tight corset, the soft little whimper of relief as the blindfolded beauty sank to her knees, and the gasp she sat straighter up when the vibrating dildo teased her sweet little pussy. Her body magnificently displayed for Boris her firm young breasts naked to his gaze.

“Jane embrace the pleasure Kitten!”

His soft words seemed to fee Jane and her body eagerly embracing the vibrating dildo her body arched as the pleasure began to spread threw her. Her hips began to roll in slow waves, lifting and dropping herself in a slow, rhythm that left the bond beauty gasping and sighing for breath. Boris loved the lewd picture of Jane as she drove her young body towards the pleasure it longed for. Slowly he stripped and knelt before his young protégé his hands cupping her breasts his fingers teasing her taunt nipples as the young beauty’s body began to quiver with her orgasm the teeth of the nipple clamps bit into her tender nipples, even as Boris claimed her mouth in a savage kiss, swallowing her little cry of shock and pain. His hand slid down the subtitle curve of her body, to cup her firm little ass, spreading her firm globes, his finger pressing into the tight puckered ring of her anus, he could feel the vibrations of the dildo as it slide in and out of Jane’s grasping pussy, her sweet mouth tasted of summer wine even as his tongue raped her mouth claiming it completely. A second finger joined the first in her tight ass, stretching and probing its depths as the girl’s orgasm engulfed her. Jane’s body glistened with a fine sheen of sweat form its intensity.

Slowly he raised Jane to her feet, his body pressed to hers; she fought to catch her breath as he led her to the next station. He placed a harness around her head the soft padding surrounded her ears and Jane was now in a world of dark silence. Legs spread wide and Jane’s trim ankles secured to a spreader bar. Boris studied the picture that Jane presented her body embraced in the tight grip of the corset, her breasts thrust up and forward, beads of sweat trickling down her silken skin. He left her in her dark silence for several minutes before his next assault on her sense commenced. Coarse leather played over her nipples, then the silken smoothness of her inner thighs, teasing the young beauty setting her nerves on fire, then nothing but darkness and silence. Time seemed to standstill as she hung in her dark silent bondage then the caress of a rougher material embraced her silken flesh, and so it went for several minutes each knew material coarser than the one before, their cresses becoming ever more intimate. As Boris now pressed his naked body to Jane’s his ramrod hard cock nestling between the firm cheeks of her ass promising pleasure but never quite granting it. He tormented her body with seductive caresses and tempting kisses. Boris would not grant Jane what she longed for till the young beauty begged for it. This time her surrender must be complete, nothing held back, and her dark passions completely embraced.

 

[caela]

Slowly he stripped and knelt before his young protégé his hands cupping her breasts his fingers teasing her taunt nipples as the young beauty’s body began to quiver with her orgasm the teeth of the nipple clamps bit into her tender nipples, even as Boris claimed her mouth in a savage kiss, swallowing her little cry of shock and pain.

Jane's cry of surprise was also one of intense pleasure as the burst of pain mingled with the orgasm bursting through her body making it much more intense. Jane wasn't sure how much more she could stand and her whimperings were growing louder until she felt the press of his finger against her anus; suddenly quiet her body tensed for a second and then a long low groan filled the air as she relaxed and allowed this invasion that brought such intense pleasure when combined with the vibrations in her pussy.

She had to struggle for breath when finally Boris pulled her back and helped her to her feet. She leaned heavily on him, gasping for air, her body weak and stumbling as he led her to the next station. God how she ached to be able to see him! She felt hte harness going around her head and didn't realize what it was for until it tightened and another of her senses was taken. Now not only couldn't she see him but she could hear him either and a low whimper filled her throat at the loss. Blinded and deafened she waits for whatever is to come next and doesn't have to wait long.

The first strike of leather was like fire on her flesh and drew a strangled cry of surprise, pain, pleasure and need. Slowly he built the fire in her to an inferno until she felt like her entire body would explode but he managed to deny her that explosion of release. When he pressed up against her and she felt his cock nestling between the curves of her asscheeks she groaned softly and rocked against him, trying to taunt him as he taunted her.

The kisses, the caresses, it was all too much, without even realizing she was speaking she began to plead with Boris, "Oh god pleeeeeease Boris, stop teasing me, please...sweet christ show some mercy please Boris! I need release, let me cum please!" Her body thrashed and writhed against him as she begged for the release her body so desperatly needed.

 

[cgraven]

When he pressed up against her and she felt his cock nestling between the curves of her asscheeks she groaned softly and rocked against him, trying to taunt him as he taunted her.

"Oh god pleeeeeease Boris, stop teasing me, please...sweet christ show some mercy please Boris! I need release, let me cum please!"

Her body thrashed and writhed against him as she begged for the release her body so desperately needed. Jane had whimpered her plea and her supple young body begged Boris for what she needed. His hands cupped her breasts a little tug on the chain that linked the nipple clams. His lips brushed her neck as he whispered.

“Not yet Jane not yet Kitten.”

Boris knew the young beauty could not hear him but it amused him just the same to whisper his denial for the moment. His hands slid down Jane’s bond form to cup her firm ass check his thumbs spreading them to expose her puckered anus. His hips began to rock in rhythm with hers his cock teasing her hungering pussy, bathing it in her free flowing liquid passion. Boris poised his prick to take her dark rose, his fingers slipped to her pussy teasing her throbbing clit. He thrust forward stretching Jane’s anus till he popped into her sweet, dark buttery ass, and then the cool kiss of metal brushed her inner thigh just before the clit clamp embraced the buck young beauty.

 

[caela]

His hands cupped her breasts a little tug on the chain that linked the nipple clams. His lips brushed her neck as he whispered.

She gasped softly at the tug to the clamps that send small shocks of pain running through her nipples from the bite of the teeth tightening on tender flesh. She could feel his lips brush and move against her skin and knew he said something even though she couldn't hear it, she groaned softly suspecting that the answer to her pleas was some form of "no".

Feeling his hands spreading her asscheeks she whimpered softly and tried to squirm away but felt his fingers tighten on her flesh holding her in place as his cock began to slide against her aching pussy. He flesh coated him in the liquid evidence of her need as the silent and dark workd she now lived in became one of pure sensation. Pleasure continued to build in her but she gasped and tried to squirm away again when she felt the head of his cock pressing to that tight ring that gaurded her back passage, in her darkened world the sensation seemed nearly too much to bear.

Feeling him thrust into her while his fingers teased her clit nearly pushed her over the edge and when she felt the bite of metal teeth on her clit she screamed out and her body spasmed and shuddered against him, an intense orgasm raging through her, tearing away everything from reality but the burst of pleasure coursing through her veins.

 

[cgraven]

She felt the bite of metal teeth on her clit she screamed out and her body spasmed and shuddered against him, an intense orgasm raging through her, tearing away everything from reality but the burst of pleasure coursing through her veins. As Jane’s supple bond form spasmed and shuddered against him Boris thrust his hips forward impaling her tight little ass with his cock her body drawing tight in on itself as Jane’s violent orgasm ripped through her. He took her hard and fast not letting the crest of her orgasm subside but driving the young beauty onwards to yet another orgasm. His fingers dipped with in her tormenting her sweet spot fluttering over it massaging it, till she whimpered in divine ecstasy. ever time Jane’s body bucked against her bond the clamps dip deeper into her tender nipples and clit. When Boris came deep with in her, flooding her ass with his cum Jane hung limply in her bonds, her body glistening in sweat her dark chestnut hair matted clinging to her face.

Boris released her bonds as she slumped into his arms blinding light filled her blue gray eyes her ears free even the slightest murmur caressed her ears. The young beauty was free of her physical bonds yet Boris’s voice soft and commanding reached out to her as he stripped the gloves from her arms. The only bonds left the sharp teeth of the clamps and his voice.

“Bath Me Kitten with you sweet pink tongue and make love to me.”

He watched and patiently waited as Jane lay at his feet panting and gasping as she tried to catch her breath.

 

[caela]

“Bath Me Kitten with you sweet pink tongue and make love to me.”

Curled at his feet her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, her every limb weak and not wanting to move as her head tipped to gaze up at him. Without a word she rose to her knees, kneeling high so that her lips brushed just below his nipples. Gently her tongue darts out, licking and kissing his skin, tasting the heat of his body on her lips while her own body pressed closer against his legs.

Gently her tongue explores his body, moving over his belly, and curving her own to wrap around him, teasing his lower back with small licks. Circling him on her knees she lets her fingertips trail where her lips are, caressing his chest, thighs and buttocks. Small whimpers reaching his ears each time the clamps tug at her tender flesh.

 

[cgraven]

Boris looked down at Jane, she was the most excusive creature he had ever seen. Her rich luscious chestnut hair matted and clinging to her face gave her a wild sex kitten look the tight corset that trust her firm young breast high displaying them for his pleasure. The way her tongue explores his body, moving over his belly, and curving her own to wrap around him, teasing his lower back with small licks. Circling him on her knees she lets her fingertips trail where her lips are, caressing his chest, thighs and buttocks. Small whimpers reaching his ears each time the clamps tug at her tender flesh. In that moment he knew Jane was his.

Slowly he drew the vibrant young beauty to her feet, his lips claimed her in the most seductively passionate kiss. Her stormy eyes filled with the needs of her supple young body. the pleasure and pain mixing till the young woman was on fire with lust and desire. He turned d her back to him his fingers tugged at the chains, the clams bit deeply in to Jane’s passion aroused flesh. Boris stripped the corset from her, the only the cruel clamps that brought both pain and pleasure remained . His lips again found hers. Jane was in his arms, then Boris was strapping her into a trapeze her body drawn thigh as he lifted her into the air suspended between pleasure and pain, between heaven and hell.

The flickering flame of the candle danced, soft wax turned to liquid fire, Boris’s hand tilted, and the liquid fire pooled then dropped to kiss Jane’s nipples. Slowly it spread downward across the flat plane of her abdomen, across her naked pussy, and then its firry kiss claimed her throbbing clit.

 

[caela]

Jane was in his arms, then Boris was strapping her into a trapeze her body drawn thigh as he lifted her into the air suspended between pleasure and pain, between heaven and hell.

She was lost as he lifted her into the air, the trapeze held her safely giving her the feeling almost of floating but she barely noticed anything beyond the fire raging through her own body and her need for Boris. Her story eyes sought his filled with passion, lust, desire and her willing submission to his will. Her gaze was intent after her brief time behind the blindfold and it followed his every move aorund her.

The first drop of wax on her flesh startled her even though she'd seen it coming and a sharp hissing issued from between suddenly clenched teeth while her body jerked within the trapeze holding her. As more wax trailed first over her breasts and then down across her abdomen the hissing changed, turning to low gutteral groans and soft cries between pain and pleasure. The lower he trailed the fiery liquid the more she writhed under it, her flesh becoming ever more tender as the wax moved closer to her mound. Finally a sharp scream pierced the air as the wax landed and seared her most intimate flesh even to coating the tender bud of her clit. Her body arched and tugged at the trapeze holding her as pain and pleasure both exploded through her in a shattering release that left the young woman limp and panting for breath, her skin damped in a glistening sheen of sweat.

 

[cgraven]

The lower he trailed the fiery liquid the more she writhed under it, her flesh becoming ever more tender as the wax moved closer to her mound. Finally a sharp scream pierced the air as the wax landed and seared her most intimate flesh even to coating the tender bud of her clit. Her body arched and tugged at the trapeze holding her as pain and pleasure both exploded through her in a shattering release that left the young woman limp and panting for breath, her skin damped in a glistening sheen of sweat.

The devilish clamps released blood flooding aroused flesh, pain and pleasure mixing into a swirl of intensity where they mixed to become one catapulting Jane into another violent orgasm. Boris’s lips now worshiping the young beauty’s tormented nipples his teeth scraping the wax from those taunt throbbing buds his kisses followed in the wake of the firry kiss of it till Boris suckled the sear kiss from Jane’s tortured clit. He saw the willing submission that shown in her eyes and the dark Smokey desire as well. Slowly Boris freed Jane from her bonds Carried her to a warm bathe where he bathed her, keeping the fire of her passion alive with the coarse terry cloth. He dried Jane and carried her to his bed. They made love that night sometimes tender and gentle and at other times it was rough , demanding, and full of lustful passion. The dawn was breaking as they lay in each other’s arms totally spent.

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MI6 had been desperately searching for any sign of where Boris and Jane might be. It took them several months to track down where they might of gone yet the ring was closing tighter and the possible hiding places fewer.

“James we now believe that Boris is either in the Ukraine or on the Chinese boarder. In a week or so we should know for sure.”

“M” lit his pipe and shook out the match.


“Not to worry Old Boy we should have her back very soon.

 

[caela]

Jane clung to Boris throught he night, whether their lovemaking was tender or rough she gave everything in her up to him with it. As the dawn approached and she lay nestled into his arms she whispered softly against his chest, "I love you." Before falling into a deep dreamless sleep.

When she finally woke Boris was still sleeping and she quietly slipped from the bed. Moving to stand at the window she stared out at the view and saw nothing. A deep sense of forboding had surrounded her as if she could almost feel her father reaching out for her. With a soft sigh she knew she'd have to leave soon, but how could she tear herself away from Boris?

Turning slightly she gaze down at the man asleep in the bed. The thought of leaving him wrenched at her heart but she knew she had to or she'd be putting him in danger. Her father would never let MI6 quit looking for her.

 

[cgraven]

"I love you."

Jane’s voice was a soft whisper that thrilled Boris as they drifted off to sleep. When the soft light of dawn crept across the widow sill. The young beauty was standing there looking down at him. Slowly Boris rose came to her and his arms encircled Jane as he kissed her.

“Kitten I love you so.”

They stayed in each others arms for several minutes their eyes searching each others for the simple truth they had expressed. Even without saying it Boris knew that Jane also was aware that at least for now their time together must come to an end.

“Jane you must go now I know that but I wish it was other wise my love.”

They made preparations to leave. They worked from the isolated lodge to Kiva in the Ukraine. Boris slipped a small velvet collar into Jane’s hand. And softly kissed her.

“If you want me give the silver pendent to Mrs. Windom and I shall come to you there.”

And so they parted Jane winging back to London and Boris disappearing into the crowd.

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“Jane my dear so good to see you.”


“M” extended his hand to the young Miss Bond.

“So tell me what have you learned about Boris? Oh yes your father will be here soon just coming in from the Chinese boarder.”

 

[caela]

And so they parted Jane winging back to London and Boris disappearing into the crowd.

Jane watched him melt away from view and it took all of her control not to burst into tears at the parting. Drawing a deep breath she turned slowly on her heels and boarded the plane that would take her back to Londen and the loose ends she had to tie up.

Partly because she knew it would annoy M the first place she went wasn't MI6 but straight to her friend Anna's apartment. Anna's nearly screamed with delight and dragged her inside, quickly pushing her into a chair and giving her a cup of coffee before curling down into the couch and giving her a pointed look. "Talk...now...details."

It made Jane laugh and she sipped the coffee trying to decide what to tell her friend. She had no doubt that M had Anna's apartment bugged and that what she told her friend would also be heard by MI6. "I've been with a man Anna. Until I report into work and talk to them I can't tell you more then that. I'll give you all the juicy details as soon as I can but you'll have to wait another day or so."

Her friend pouted but accepted Jane's decision. She knew who Jane worked for and when Jane invoked work Anna didn't argue. The two friends spent the rest of the night comfortably curled up in Anna's apartment chatting the night away and catching up on what was happening in London. Jane wasn't surprised to hear that her father had been to see Anna soon after her disappearance and that he'd asked what Anna considered odd question but which made perfect sense to Jane.

Before she left Anna gave her a fierce hug and kissed her cheek softly. "If he comes to London Jane tell him I said thank you."

"For what?"

"For breaking you out of that shell of yours. You've found yourself my friend and it shows in everything you do and say. You've become the beauty I always knew you were my friend."

She smiled warmly and returned her friends hug, "Thanks Anna. I'll talk to you soon."

***

“M” extended his hand to the young Miss Bond.

Jane ignored the hand and settled into a chair across from M's desk. Her eyes were icy and cold and M was startled at the new confidence that showed in her demeanor. There was a difference in Jane now, something that he couldn't quite put his finger on but he recognized that she would no longer be the biddible young scientist that she had once been.

"How soon will my father be back M? He and I have unfinished business. As for seeing me again, I've already put in my notice with your superiors. I expect this will be the last time you see me."

M was startled now. He'd expected many different things from Jane on her return but this confidence and her resignation had not made the list. Steepling his fingers he looked at the woman before him and nodded slowly. "If they've accepted it then there is nothing I can do about your resigning. Your father will be back in about 3 hours."

"Good, he knows where my apartment is. Tell him I'm there. Oh and just so you know I won't be home for another 2 hours, do me a favor and send whichever agent is stuck with it to gut my apartment before I return home. My office has already been taken care of, I simply didn't take anything out of it and don't want anything. "

Rising she spun and left before he could say another word. She knew her coming and leaving would be scrutinzed on the tapes and that her apartment and office would both be thoroughly tossed to ensure that she hadn't taken anything that wasn't hers. She'd been clever however and told M's superiors of her suspicion that he and her father would not take her resignation well and they had agreed. She knew was M didn't, she'd only gone to his office to give those above him time to go through her apartment before he sent anyone to do it. When he called them they'd inform him that the job was already done.

As she left the offices she felt light as a feather and suddenly free. She laughed like a little girl happy for the first time in years and people on the street smiled and the strange girls happiness. The only thing that marred her joy was that Boris wasn't here to share it with her. How she longed to go to Mrs. Windom with the pendant but she knew she couldn't yet. To do so now would be to put him danger and she couldn't do that, she hoped he knew and understood that. Wandering the streets of London she found herself near Anna's office building and quickly went up to her firends office to tell her the news.

 

[cgraven]

Boris had slipped into the crowd after pressing the simple velvet collar into Jane’s hand. He watched as she boarded the plane, her supple dancer’s body so grace full the sway of her hips as she climbed the boarding stairs and suddenly the was an emptiness filled him. Boris had not meant to fall in love with Jane it was the furthest thing from his mind. It was suppose to be a simple seduction, revenge on her father James but some how it had not worked out that way.

Boris wandered through the dark hidden world of espionage, slipping from country to country identity to intensity moving in that shadowy world that he knew so well and detested so much. He was no longer tied to a government, a social ideal for that had all passed many years ago. He was in fact a free agent with no ties to the past. Slowly Boris’s wandering took him back to London, where better to hide than in the lions den, right under his nose. It would be the last place that his nemeses would look for him. Boris would find himself in Jane’s neighborhood, at times he would catch a fleeting glance of her and his heart would skip a beat, yet he never approached the young beauty for it was for her to either send the pendent or not.

The days became weeks the weeks became months and still nothing. Boris was on the verge of leaving when he paid a visit to Judith Windom. She study him and a rye smiled creased her lips.


Boris, darling, you are in love with her.

It was such a simple and strait forth statement that Boris could only smile sadly as he answered.

“Judith yes,”

 

[caela]

“Judith yes,”

The rye smile never left Judith's lips as she pulled open one of the drawers on her desk and pulled out the silver pendant. "If you'd come an hour earlier you'd have seen her yourself. She sent a note as well." Reaching into the drawer Judith pulled out the small envelope and handed it to Boris as well.

Opening the letter he read:

My Love,

I have missed you terribly these last months and wish I could have dared to contact you sooner. It is only now that M's and my father's men begin to grow lax. I have been followed almost everywhere these last months and didn't dare to risk your safety no matter how much I yearned to see you. I can't stand this seperation any longer, please come to me soon but be careful. My apartment is still watched and I am sure the phone's are tapped. If it is safe there is a spare key hidden under the third stone in the walk through the back yard behind my building.

All my love,
your Jane.

***

Jane thought she would go mad. She wanted Boris more with each passing day and there were times she would have sworn she caught a glimpse of him when she was out. She knew that had to be her imagination though. Even if he was in London she knew he wouldn't come to her, it wasn't safe.

God how she missed him! More then one night she cried herself to sleep with a longing for him that was stronger then she could bear. The pendant he'd given her hung over her bed like a talisman and every day she fingered it tenderly and continued waiting. She knew eventually her father's men would grow bored of watching her and become lax. She just had to wait.

Finally after weeks her perseverance was proven right. She was able to drop her tails easily, with only minimal effort on her part and instead of finding her they simply went back to her apartment sure she would do nothing and that she would come home. When she woke up one morning and they weren't even there yet she knew her time had come. Dressing she pulled the pendant off the wall and wrote her note for Boris. More then one tear blotted the ink as she wrote, the thought of seeing him again making her giddy with exceitement.

When she left Judith's that afternoon she felt like she was walking on air and the same silly smile that had lit her face the day she quit MI6 was on her face once more. She didn't know how long it would take for the pendant and letter to reach him but she was sure they would and for the first time in months when she went to bed that night there were no tears on her pillow.

 

[cgraven]

"If you'd come an hour earlier you'd have seen her yourself. She sent a note as well." Reaching into the drawer Judith pulled out the small envelope and handed it to Boris as well.

Boris tore open the letter half fearing that Jane had decided to end their affair, his eyes brightened as he scanned the first few lines.

My Love,

I have missed you terribly these last months and wish I could have dared to contact you sooner. It is only now that M's and my father's men begin to grow lax. I have been followed almost everywhere these last months and didn't dare to risk your safety no matter how much I yearned to see you. I can't stand this separation any longer, please come to me soon but be careful. My apartment is still watched and I am sure the phone's are tapped. If it is safe there is a spare key hidden under the third stone in the walk through the back yard behind my building.

All my love,
your Jane.

His Jane the very words her loving submission in that simple statement trilled him more than all the rest. His mind was turning at break neck speed he must go to her, yet he had no illusion that if MI6 and “M” had become lax in their surveillance that James Bond had not.
James was many things but a graceful loser was not one of them. Boris had no doubt that James in his own way loved his daughter, yet her entrance into field service with MI6 would have been a feather in his cap, her beauty, her quick mind he could have used to his advantage as he had done with Jane’s mother and so many other young beauties, and with Jane he would not have to worry about wooing her first, it would be crouched in love of father and Queen and country.

Judith Windom studied Boris and a sad smile crossed her face.

”Boris you know he will be watching waiting don’t you.”

“Yes Judith I know but I love her and I’ll risk everything for Jane.”

The women simply nodded knowing it was useless to try and dissuade Boris.


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Three days later as the winter rains swept across London Boris dressed as a Bobby made his way to Jane’s apartment. He softly wrapped on her door.

 

[caela]

Three days later as the winter rains swept across London Boris dressed as a Bobby made his way to Jane’s apartment. He softly wrapped on her door.

Jane paused in routine, a startled look in her deep eyes. Slowly dropping her arms she spun lightly away from the mirrored walls of her practice studio and went to the door. Days like this always drove her to dancing, they made her think too much and dancing demanding her concentration allowing her to forget her lonliness for a short time.

Her brow furrowed when she looked out the peephole to see a bobby on her apartment steps. What was an officer doing here? Opening the door slowly she peeked out through a crack at first and it took all of her training to keep her face schooled and her voice calm when she recognized the face beneath the bobby's helmet. Opening the door fully she revealed herself to him in her leotard and practice shoes, her hair pulled back into a loose ponytail.

"Good evening officer, please come in and let me know how I can be of service."

Once the door was closed she wasted no time but pulled him closed and sealed her lips over his in a hungry, passionate kiss. She poured all her love and pent of desire into the kiss as she held him tightly, only breaking it randomly to whisper his name in awe, still not quite believeing he was there in her arms. Only when she needed to breath did she fully break the kiss and take his hands, "Come in."

Pulling him through her apartment she made sure the blinds were closed but this was normal so she knew it would arrouse no suspicion. A small smirk played on her lips as she realized this was the first time he had seen her apartment. The walls were lined with bookshelves, all of the full and in some the books were stack on top of each other to make more room. The furnishings were warm but sparse, all glowing wood and soft cushions in jewel toned colors. Settling him onto the couch she slipped down to kneel at his feet, her head resting on his knee, her voice soft and yearning. "Gods how I've missed you Boris. But you can't stay long, not like this. My watchers were outside this morning and if they saw a bobby enter they won't expect him to stay long. I want you so much ever cell in my body aches with it but we must act with care, I won't put you in harms way."

She saw the startled look in his eyes when she said his name and grinned wickedly. Of course her own apartment had been bugged but Jane had been designing MI6's toys for years and knew how all of them worked and where they could be hidden. She was certain she'd found all of them but just in case she also had a scrambler just off her studio that made it impossible for radio waves of any sort to enter or leave her apartment. It was a minor inconvenience not being able to listen to her radio or use a cell phone but it was well worth it in her mind to keep her privacy. Jane knew her work well and there was nowhere in all of London that was more secure from bugging then her small apartment.