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Sparrow as she was called by her handler was on the run after a botched job. The entire team had been killed. She had been working with that team for 8 years. After that long, even a spy grows quite attached to the faces they see every day for near a decade.
Sparrow finally reached the remote island late in the evening after bribing her way onto a private plane and then driving all night to the unlisted property. Now here she was,with no idea if her handler was even alive, at least a couple broken ribs, and from the expression on the face of the man she had rented the car from. She had enough bruises on her body to open up for questions.The trip had been exhausting and her emotions had taken hold the moment she saw the beach. Her beach, sure the island had its tourists, most were quiet though or simply not around this time of year. The best part about this town was that it was an easy place to blend in and lay low for awhile.

She arrived at her little beach cottage that had cost her a small fortune to keep as a secret retreat. Sparrow had never told anyone not even her team about this place.She actually felt safe out on this corner of the beach. She had never even seen anyone else while she had been there. She quickly unloaded herself of her weapons dropping at least one holster beside her keys. She glanced in the mirror and shook her head Within seconds, she was outside again and walking towards the water. Once her feet hit the sand the tears started.

Tearing away at the ruined party dress she still wore from the night before she ripped the fabric in one or two places in her hurried need to get it off of herself. She was still trying to blink away the images of her entire team being slaughtered.
Her sobs were becoming audible but she could scarcely hear herself over the sound of the waves as she ran towards them like a child would run to their mothers arms

Moments later she was swimming and cleansing herself of the last 48 hours. As much as she tried though, she couldnt get the sounds out of her head. The screams of her team being killed, while she sat there, smiling in a cocktail dress on the arm of the human traffiking drug lord who had just ordered their deaths. She would not have lived if she had blown her cover. Thats what she kept telling herself.
Sparrow didnt know how long she swam, she had been aware of the lightening sky when she dragged her exhausted nearly naked body to the place where sand and water met and sobbed until she was sure there wasn't a single tear left. "Damn damn damn" she had cursed into the sand until she had passed out at the end of her adrenaline.


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Adi thought that Sparrow might retreat a safe house, but never a safe island. Regardless of her location on this planet, the signal from the transmitter he secreted into her clothing grew stronger as he approached her place of refuge. His yacht glided silently onto the shore employing engines more appropriate for smuggling than pleasure cruising as he loaded a tranquilizer dart into his long range sniper rifle. Taking sight of his target through the high-powered scope, he pulled the trigger, and saw the projectile implant itself on the thigh of the naked woman lying recumbent on the beach.

When he confirmed that she finally lost consciousness, he ordered his crew to transport her to his cabin. The ship’s doctor immediately tended to her wounds upon her arrival and she rested on the bed (with her wrists and ankles restrained via handcuffs secured to the bedposts) as he returned to his quarters: completely oblivious to her present situation; Adi waited her for her to awaken from her slumber as he admired her nude, though damaged, figure….
 
Sparrow became aware of a pounding headache and moved to rub her aching temples....and was unable. She pulled against the binds that held her wrists above her head and groaned in realization. She began to blink her blurry eyes rapidly turning her head in frantic motions to assess the situation. Her lack of clothing was one of the first things she came to terms with. Her head felt heavy and her throat was dry. "Drugged" the word slurred from her lips her eyes squinting against the harsh light.
 
James has been working with Adi for years now, but there has always been guilt. He joined him for the money hoping to send some to his parents. Recently though they have made him check on "patients" and they would take them away never to see them again. So when this girl arrived naked, he knew this meant trouble. Looking at her she was in bad shape bruises covering her body and a broken rib. It made him sick and thought she was dead when he heard speak "drugged". He couldn't believe Adi could do this he had to save her.

He waited for Adi to leave and for them to be alone. "Look I don't know what Adi wants with you, but I know your in trouble when he gets his hands on you." He looked at her and sterilize her open wounds and bandage them along with her ribcage. "I know a way out you need to trust me though?" He looked down at her hoping she understand.
 
Sparrow whimpered and shied away from the stinging as her wounds were treated. The leaned and twitching caused her muscles to flex. Sparrow's tanned flesh was cool and clammy with fear and her chest began to heave a bit with panic in her voice.
At least, the fuzziness in her head was starting to clear up and she made sense of the words she was hearing. "a way out...." she repeated hoarsely. She became aware of the sense of rocking. "where am I? she asked as she forced her yes to focus on the face in front of her through at least one of the damaged green colored contact lenses.
 
"Calm down your Adi yacht in the medical wing." He looked at her struggle and began to take off the straps. Stopping only for one moment to see if the guards were here. Taking a step back to let her stand, he admired her body she was beautiful. He shook the image out of his head. He went to the cabinet and looked for a robe. "Put this on. Were going to need guns if were going to make it out alive. I know where they are so as long as you follow me will be ok." He spoke as he gather a medical kit and let her dress.

He turn to her and gave her a shot of penicillin. "That will keep your bodily fluids leveled until we get you to a proper hospital," he offered her a warm and caring smile, "My name is James Parker." Offering a handshake to get the introductions out of the way.
 
Sitting up slowly it took her a moment to right herself but she snatched the robe from the mans grip. Sparrow did not offer her name instead, focusing on tying the the robes belt around her waist. It was large on her and kept sliding down her shoulder. She was about to stand when he injected her with the shot. She swatted and missed had she not been so disoriented from the drugs in her system she would have put far more of a fight in avoiding the needle.
When she got to her feet and felt steady she removed the green contacts from her eyes blinking rapidly. The natural blue tint of her eyes rimmed with red she blinked to tear away the irratation. "thank you" she said slowly ignoring his introduction.
 
He was a little surprised by her actions. He pulled her close to him looking directly into her eyes. "Look I don't know who you are or what you've been through, but if this plan is going to work. We got to believe in each other." He let his grip lose and focus towards the guard outside the door. Stay here grabbing a syringe with a lethal dose. He covered the guys mouth and shoved the needle in his neck. After couple seconds of struggling he let him go. He dragged him into the room and shoved him in the cabinet. He took the bulletproof vest and the handgun. He put the vest on stranger and loaded the gun. "Stay close to follow me." He grabbed her hand and began walking down the hallway. Avoiding the guards around every corner.
 
How very disappointing, Adi thought as he observed this farce take place on his pleasure craft. Betrayals by trusted employees always hurt him and Doctor Parker must pay for his breach of trust. As they appeared on deck, Adi and one of his guards shot James and Sparrow with a dose of Azaperone. As they dropped to the floor, he considered adding another dart to dispatch the traitor. However, he decided to allow his first wife to administer justice for the orginisation:

- Bring this dog to Nur!

Now his full attention returned to prone Sparrow – a delicate little bird – he shuddered to break her wings, but a lesson needed administration. Of course, introducing another drug into her saturated body required finesse and he weighed the merits of a number of a number of agents as he watched two of his loyal men drag Dr Parker to his doom.

Personally carrying Sparrow back to his cabin, he removed the robe she donned and once more handcuffed her wrists and ankles to the bed. While caressing her body, and lingering too long (perhaps) on her Mound of Venus, he finally determined to test Amal on the slumbering spy. Sanguine of his skills, he produced another syringe from the physician’s bag James conveniently left for his use and injected the Amal into her arm.

After several minutes, he noted approvingly the desired affects on her figure. Sparrow writhed, her unconscious body unable to pleasure her erogenous zones as her nipples grew erect and the lips of her vulva flared in excitement. As vaginal fluid seeped onto the bed sheets, Adi noted that she moaned as Sparrow struggled against her restraints, desperate to add stimuli to her aching sex; which pulsed as her vacant vagina quested for an object to fulfill her desire.

Meanwhile, strapped to a metallic examination table elevated to an upright position, a naked Doctor James Parker hung suspended as his colleague – Dr Nur al Nasr considered the best course of action for properly punishing ingrates such as he – when she decided to douse him in sea water and stuck a cattle prod into his side in order to rouse him from sleep:

- Arise, pig!
 
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"Caught" she had expected as much....how would they have escaped the boat anyway. She became aware of a bright light on the other side of her eyelids. She was back in that room. She smelled him , the same man as before, her mark from the job that had gone sour. She couldn't hear him yet but she felt his hands and did her best to pull away from the warm roughness that explored her flesh.
Sparrow shuddered sucking in slow and concentrated breaths her chest rising and falling quickly. It was hopeless , this struggle to regain consciousness. One could have all the covert op and counter intelligence training in the world and still you can not control the effects of an introveniously administered drug.
Despite her best efforts, she could not force her eyes open but heard herself moan. "no more drugs" she begged arching her back against the assault of sensations.
 
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Pleased that finally returned to her senses, Adi placed two of his fingers inside her quivering sheath. Delighted by the eagerness of her loins, he pressed his digits toward her womb, pumping in the fashion of phallus as he addressed his avian captive:

- I am euphoric that you remain among the living, Jena?
 
James look around as he was going to make a break for it. When he felt a sharp pain in his side. Looking at the dart he lost consciousness. He was drowsy and saw glimpses of him being carried away. He drifted to sleep and awoke in agony. He screamed as the electric shock awoke him from his slumber. He looked down and saw he was naked. He struggled against the straps, but it was no use. He looked at his captor it was Adi's wife Nur. "He's got you doing his dirty work now?" James said trying to catch his breath.
 
Insolent as ever, Nur disliked the casual manner James addressed her – so typically American – without acknowledgement of her superior position or the presence to recognise his inferior station in their group. Once more, she stabbed the stock prod into his frame, hoping that pain might teach this dog some manners. After she relented, her countenance displayed shock as Doctor Parker's penis hardened from the electric torture. Indignation at seeing his manhood swell in arousal caused her features twist in anger and she immediately directed her instrument at his offending organ:

- It seems you fail to grasp the gravity of your situation!
 
Sparrow let out a sharp cry as the sudden awareness of intrusion reached her clouded mind. Her eyes snapped open as his fingers prodded and, she bit her lip to stop the gasping sounds that lingered in the back of her throat.
She tried to force her breaths to slow and to still her writhing form. She was rubbing cuts into her wrist pulling against the binds above her head.
When she heard his voice, Sparrow lifted her gaze to seek his face. "
Go mbeire an diabhal leis thú"(ay the devil choke you) she spat at him in Irish.
She looked away quickly blushing under the gaze of the man she had sought to make a fool of.
 
Again she shocked him, James screamed as he felt the blood go to his erection. He couldn't believe it not now he thought. He had a little chuckle though this time as the look of disgust was priceless. Though he was pain, he dared not show it. His concerns grew when she had the rod near his member. Listening to her speak of course he could understand the situation, but doesn't mean his body did. He tried to think of a way out as she now waited his response. "Hey Nur what do you think your husband is doing right now?"
 
Adi ignored her epithet and instead added his thumb. He mentally remarked on the rigidity of her clitoris upon receiving tactile input as he cupped his index and middle finger – pleasuring her g-spot as her hips rocked in obvious approbation to his penetration. While the digits of his other hand lazily twirled the dark coloured down that covered her vulva, he asked:

- Would you like me to stop?
 
A tremble rocked through her and Sparrow moaned lazily allowing her head to fall back against the pillow. Somewhere in some quiet part of her mind she screamed out in protest and tears burned under her eyelids. When his thumb added to her excitement she cried out and tried to no avail pulling her thighs together. "Pleaasee" she whispered through tears and gritted teeth when he asked her if she wanted him to stop. She felt the wet heat between her legs increasing pushing and prodding her sensibility away until she could think of nothing else but that throbbing.
 
She regretted him speak; the compassion she felt for this creature died as she applied a healthy dose of electricity before answering his presumptuous query:

- He is obviously ravishing Sparrow....

Retiring the cattle prod, she abruptly singed his flank with a plasma scalpel.

- With my consent!
 
James was pleased to see the cattle rod put down and let out a sigh of relief, but then his face got covered in sheer horror. His body constrained to the restraints his body was on fire as she almost cut him open. He was breathing heavily and now doubted his chose of words. "How could you do this to people?" Not looking directly at her not from fear though, but by hate. He stared at her eyes full of rage. He yanked on the restraints trying to free himself. He was thinking of giving up, but dared not to give her the satisfaction. "Let me out,l He muttered under his breath. "and I won't hurt you." This time looking at her and saying it with more power in his voice.
 
Laughing in amusement, Nur turned the plasma scalpel off and paused to collect her thoughts. She lacked the customary detachment she relied upon for her work – given her acquaintance with James. Therefore, she returned to the method that proved effective in the past.

Replacing the examination table to a position parallel to the floor, her surgical gloved hand then introduced lubricant into Doctor Parker’s rectum. Next, she inserted a probe into his rectal cavity, which connected to a device used to induce electroejaculation in livestock. Turning on the power, she increased the voltage, intrigued to see his male member twitching in excitement.

The erection continued to grow as she added more current and frequency. Via remote control, she manipulated the size of his tumescence and wanting to add more to his sense of impotence, began unbuttoning her laboratory coat. Beneath the sterile garment, she wore nothing and she brazenly played with her hirsute matrix as she asked:

- Are you ready to cum, James?
 
The table moved sideways, now he was looking up at the ceiling. He felt the the device go inside and he shifted uncomfortably. He felt his erection growing and turn his head to look at Nur. She had made herself comfortable and stroked herself to him. Even though he didn't want to think about her. He couldn't get a hold of it and a bit of precum escaped his shaft. "Fuck do you mind helping me?" He couldn't focus on anything, but cummimg even if it meant working with the enemy.
 
- With pleasure…

Nur prepared to mount James by lowering the settings to her device. Thus, able to touch him without the risk of electrocution, she placed a condom on his manhood (since she had no desire of having his seed take root in her womb). On the other hand, a lesbian couple or two might want to invest in his sperm.

Next, she injected him with a dosage of Amal, a drug Doctor Parker knew intimately through his research in the development of the aphrodisiac. Then, after attaching several cables to ground herself she climbed onto the table and slowly sheathed his penis within her vagina. Placidly waiting for the compounds to take effect – as she had surreptitiously switched the power off – the anesthetic component of the lubricant also began to lose potency.

Suddenly, her subject expressed a primal drive for procreation. As he mercilessly stabbed her uterus with his enlarged member, Nur bounced atop his thrusting groin. Her hands instinctively moved to her breasts as her fingers pinched and pulled her aroused nipples. Droplets of breastmilk eventually appeared from her manipulation and as she put one of her tits into her mouth, Nur felt James increasing his tempo in excitement. Removing her damp nipple from her lips, she offered the other breast to the doctor and asked:

- Would you like a taste, James?
 
He felt the device stop and felt Nur's delicate hands rub a condom over his erection. After a couple of minutes, she climbed up on him. The warm sensation sent chills down his body. He was then injected with the serum he had created to let lust control the human body. They began at a steady pace, but then James animal instincts kicked in and began slamming into her. He was offered one of her nipples. As soon as it was near he took it into his mouth. First flicking his tongue teasing and tasting her tit. Then he nibbled on it and tugged at them. He then began thrusting into trying to find her spot. "You like that don't you, I bet your husband never fucks you like this. With the girls he has and your always alone masturbating. Waiting for a real man to fuck you." He felt her tight pussy clamp on him and made him climax letting out a long groan, before going back for seconds and increased his speed as he took back her juicy tit into his mouth.
 
Jalal barely noticed the crisp salutes as he walked across the tarmac towards his Gulfstream. The communication from Adi had been brief, but he knew what they meant. They had been friends since Eton, and the lifetime of friendship meant that the three words of the message could only mean that Adi had obtained something which he knew would hold his interest. As he boarded the aircraft he smiled to himself. Adi had never managed to disappoint him in all the years of their friendship. His old friend was in an exclusive business, and Jalal was not in the dark as to what that business was.

As he seated himself in the passenger cabin, he was greeted by the pilot with a crisp salute.

-We are ready for takeoff, your highness.

Jalal responded with a nod.

-Proceed then.
 
When Sparrow awakened after another period of darkness ,she seemed to be alone. She wasted no time in sitting up to examine the room for herself and noticed the soreness between her thighs. The flash of memory came to her and she found herself testing the strength of her binds. The handcuffs were strong enough that she didn't think she could get free so instead she began testing the wooden frame of the bed by pulling herself away repeatedly with all the force she could manage. Her efforts were rewarded with no small amount of pain to her wrists and ankles as the metal cut into flesh with each lunge. Sparrow exhausted herself and aware of the amount of noise she had made lay still for awhile.
 
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