Becky is overcome by the gas

Becky started moving, stepping toward the first plant and reaching for her clippers. It would make a solid base for her resistance potion. She hurriedly grabbed some leaves from another, crushing them in her hand, along with the fruit of yet a third plant. Removing a vial from her dress, Becky started to pour the desperately made concoction from her hand. She could do this, she just... needed to stay...... focused...

Becky slumped against a crate, not even realizing her own exhaustion until she hit the floor, completely subdued by the gas. The makeshift potion oozed out of her hand, running onto the floor.

The agents waited outside patiently, their masks at the ready, though they knew they would still need to be quick and careful. Once the gas had dissipated enough, they silently entered the room. To their satisfaction they were met with the slumped and clearly **** form of their target.

Minutes later, the Spymaster was pleased to see the **** Bravo being carried into her holding cell much deeper within the depths of the Manor, far below where any normal guest would even think to look. He immediately ordered her stripped of anything that she might use as a weapon. Removed from her were all the potions she had been carrying, as well as her clippers, her dagger, and the recently extracted rose nectar.

Soon she was also stripped naked, a few of the guards let their hands run over her nude form, groping and pinching lightly, but they seemed hesitant to make any sort of move immediately in front of the Spymaster. The **** woman wasn't exactly very receptive, either, just laying there coldly. It wasn't long before they grew bored and Becky was left alone, the gate to her holding room locked tight.

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