He Knows

"I don't like being lied to."

Sam's heart stopped. June's smooth slender arms held him like talons. Her warm breath on his neck felt colder than ice.

He knew.

Klaus let the moment hang. He seemed to enjoy it. When he finally spoke, June's silky voice was sharp as a dagger.

"Did you think I wouldn't know that my closest confidant isn't herself?" He chuckled.

"I've known Judy for years. I trust her with my life. And much more importantly, I trust her with my buisness."

His hand crept down to Serena's flat stomach. June's dark black eyes stared into his soul through the mirror.

"Our strength is impersonation. Infiltration. I wear dozens of faces every week. Judy even more. She's cold. Ruthless. Like me, in a way, only much more put together. She doesn't mumble, or stumble on her words, or hold herself like some school girl presenting to the entire class. You would've fared better picking any other face here if you wanted to hide from me."

He knew all along. All of this, the questions, the assignment, the offer to go clubbing- this was just Klaus playing with him. Seeing how far he can can pull him along.

"I don't know who you are. Frankly, I don't care. Judy probably does, and even if she doesn't, it would only take a couple of minutes to find out." She gazed at the security camera in the corner. "Whatever stunt you wanted to pull off here... it's ancient history now. You're done."

June's hands traveled lower. Sam gasped- Serena's light tones echoing against the Gallery's walls. Her fingers found Serena's crotch, and anticipated shivers run up her curvy body.

"You're so frightened..." June teased. She watched as a single tear ran down Selena's cheek and reached out to lick it.

"Don't worry. I'm not mad."

Her other hand found Serena's tit and dug in. Sam gasped again- this time more of a moan. Down low, June itched ever closer to Serena's pussy.

"If I wanted to kill you, I could've done that ages ago. No. I'm not angry, honestly- I'm impressed." He chuckled.

"It takes a lot of balls to do what you did. To break into my home, to wear my masks... you could've given up. You could've begged for mercy. But no, you showed initiative. You tried to do all in your power to keep your edge, to complete your mission..."

The right hand shot up from Sam's breast and grabbed his throat, pulling him back. June's warm breath was on his ear. "Those are qualities I love. Those are the qualities I need."

She pulled him even further back, holding him by his throat as her teasing hand finally sprung into action. June's slender fingers rubbed against Selena's eager clit. Her mouth found her nipple and bit it hard. Sam could no longer pretend the sound coming from his mouth as one of horror. He could've fled, fought June back- she wasn't much stronger. But he didn't. And the beautiful sound of Serena's moans only turned him on even more.

"You love that, don't you?" June's hypnotic voice asked as a finger slipped into Selena's dripping hole.

"Hmm yes... You see how much you like it?"

She began pumping her. Soon a second finger joined. Sam could hardly think anymore. He was mortified, but that only made every thrust more mind boggling.

"There's no shame in it. I love it too. You could keep her, y'know. My treat."

Sam wanted nothing more than that right now.

"Now, cum for me."

Like on command, Serena's entire body was washed by a wave of pleasure enough to melt Sam's fickle mind. It was like nothing he ever felt before. Better than any orgasm he ever had. Serena's body was on fire- all of it all at once. Eminiating from her pussy, as he squirted all over the matt, and it just kept going.

When it was finally over, he was on the floor, panting. Whatever just happened, he knew he should be terrified. He wasn't. He just wanted more.

He looked down at Serena's body. He large breasts heaving with every ragged breath. Her blonde hair dripping with sweat. All his.

He felt June's fingers touch his chin softly, lifting his gaze up. She stared at him, smiling softly. It almost felt warm.

"Good girl." She kissed her. June's lips were like the cherry on top of Serena's cream.

"Now, out you go. That assignment I told you to give Kyle? It's yours now."

Sam breathed heavily. The afterglow was dying down. He was finally realizing what just happened. What he was saying. He was letting him go? No. He was sending him. He gave him a mission- to be Serena in the tax office. Where Lindsey worked.

And he didn't have a choice.

He couldn't refuse. He couldn't flee. He couldn't fight back. If he did, he, his family, Lindsey, everyone he knows... could be killed. Or worse- replaced. He'd have to do this. Be Serena.

"Go now. Enjoy this little gift I gave you. Grab some clothes for your new self on your way out- something sexy, if you're gonna be the office bimbo, you need to dress the part." She smiled, pacing away and already picking some outfits for her.

"You start tomorrow. You don't contact us unless we reach out first. Your first assignment will come as soon as you've been orientated. You can remove the mask as you please when you're out of work, or keep wearing it however long you please, as long as don't get yourself exposed. Doubtless I don't need to tell you what would happen if you tell anyone about this."

Klaus reached back to Sam, motioning him up. He complied.

He dumped the pile of clothes he picked on him. Office wear and... bras. Tops. Skirts. Dresses. Workout clothes. Lengerie.

He smiled at Sam, and when he didn't reciprocate, he pouted.

"Oh come on. You're gonna love this. You already do." He giggled in June's voice.

"Good luck." She said, and slapped Serena's ass on the way out.