In a dark room

Valerie's head felt heavy, like she had a bad hangover. Her vision slowly came into focus, as she tried to get her bearings. She tried to move her limbs, only to meet resistance. She looked around in horror as she realized her hands and feet were tied. She was lying on a small bed, in a room resembling a control center. Several displays with security footage lined the walls.

Suddenly, a bright light turned on right above her, bathing her body in fluorescent white light. She was **** to close her eyes, as the glare was too much.

"My my, what do we have here?", said Lang, walking into view. "Amanda - or should I say - Valerie, finally in my grasp."

Valerie felt horrified. He had known it was her! She realized his whole show of being seduced was an act, designed to get her completely defenseless. "H-how did you know?", she asked.

"I received a strange letter this morning, promising to deliver you right to my doorstep in exchange for a substantial sum of money. The prospect of landing a prized agent such as you was simply too good to ignore.", he replied.

He put a single finger on her chin, turning her face towards him. "But never could I have imagined you would deliver yourself to me, like this.", he smiled, his eyes devouring her body. He began tracing a path downwards with his finger, circling her breasts and moving towards her stomach. Valerie suppressed a shiver.

"I must say, this "Hawk" is a genius. You wouldn't happen to know him, would you?", he asked.

Valerie's mind raced with recollections of the events of the evening. Hawk meeting her, convincing her to come with him, stripping her and sending her on this 'mission' - it had all been a trap. By instinct, she tried to tilt her head to activate her earpiece, just to curse Hawk if nothing else.

"Looking for this?", said Lang, showing her the earpiece. He laughed, and she realized she had been completely outwitted. She was at his mercy, and the only remaining choice was to beg.

“Please, Mr. Lang.", she pleaded. "We can come to a deal. My organization will pay a ransom if I am returned unharmed. There are many..."

Her words were cut short. "Do this think this is about money? Did you think I would forget Prague this easily?", he shouted, his voice overcome with anger. He moved to her waist, taking out a sharp penknife. Valerie held her breath and stopped moving.

In two flicks, he cut the bands of her g-string, destroying the garment. He peeled it away from her body, before moving to her legs. In a few short cuts, he destroyed the elastic of her stockings before violently ripping them off her.

In spite of the danger she was in, Valerie felt herself getting a little wet. As much as she hated to admit it, she liked being helpless and ****. She hoped he hadn't noticed that in his anger.

"Please Mr. Lang, don't do this.", she begged. He was unmoved, as he moved to her other leg, repeating the process. In the space of a few moments, she was naked as the day she was born.

"You are now my property.", he said. "And I will do with you as I please."