OPERATION ORGASMATRON

"Operation Orgasmatron?" Alex reacted when he saw the name. "That sounds like some Sci-Fi crossover involving 'Mission Impossible,' 'The Transformers,' and 'Sally Smut Does San Diego.'"

Mrs. Jones attempts to explain. "Several months ago we picked up a man who goes by the professional name Jason Steamroller."

Again, Alex was familiar with the name. Jason Steamroller was not quite in the league of The Dick, but what he lacked in size, he made up for in speed and endurance. Alex had seen several videos of Steamroller drilling women in various positions: doggy style, missionary, 69... you name it. The speed at which his hips moved was amazing. They routinely had to use slow-motion photography for the cum shots, just so the viewer could get a non-blurry picture. He could also go forever while doing that... Alex had personally shot three loads, jerking off to a Steamroller movie, in the time that Steamroller was building up to one.

Mr.s. Jones continued. "We've had our eyes on Steamroller for quite some time. His physical abilities did not seem naturally possible, and we suspected some enhancement of a devious nature. We picked him up on minor charges and questioned him, and our suspicions were confirmed. Steamroller is a SCORPIA agent."

"SCORPIA?" Alex immediately grew somber. "They were supposed to be dissolved. So they're back? And what are they doing making X-rated movies?"

Blunt answered the question. "Under interrogation, Steamroller revealed SCORPIA's latest plan for world domination: the Orgasmatron. It is a device that is powered by sexual energy and has the ability to pull the very life forces out of a person by means of a massive orgasm."

Alex's eyes went back to the shriveled image of The Dick. "Is that what happened to him?"

Blunt nods. "Yes. That's what we believe. His final report gave us some details of the device and SCORPIA's plans for its use. We have that information, and it is helpful, but we still do not know its location or who the mastermind is who is now leading SCORPIA's schemes. That's why we need you, Alex."

"Me? Why me?"

"Because," Blunt explained, "we need someone with covert skills who can fit into Spank Me and snoop around. You have those skills, and you also have certain -- um -- shall we say 'attributes' that make you ideal for this mission."

"What 'attributes' are those?" Alex asked, wondering if he really wanted to know the answer.

Mrs. Jones said, "What he's trying to say, Alex, is that you've been blessed with an unusually-large penis. That, and your good looks, will help you there."

"Wait a minute!" Alex cut her off. "You want me to go be a porn star?!" He was so outraged that it didn't even occur to him at that point to ask how Blunt and Jones even had any idea how much he was packing between the legs.

"Only if necessary," Mrs. Jones assured him. "You almost certainly can find out what you need by just snooping around and reporting back to us. The rest is just a backup plan, in case you need to go deeper."

"Wait a minute," Alex retorts, preparing to walk away. "There's no way I'm doing that. What would Sabina say? You've gone too far this time, Blunt!"

Alex is almost to the door when Blunt speaks. "Of course, that's your choice, Alex. We will have to get someone else. It's a shame that means we won't have time to deal with the virus, but I'm sure Sabina's dad will be understanding."

Alex turns. "What are you talking about, Blunt?"

Blunt finger the remote in his hands and speaks evenly, almost sweetly. "It's all a bit embarrassing, actually. You see, our computer got a virus -- probably from surveiling all those porn sites. We have it mostly under control, but there's one part of it that still has us stumped, and I'm afraid it relates to you."

Alex clenched his fists. He should have known Blunt would have something up his sleeve. Alex knows he's lying, but he also knows Blunt has a plan to force Alex's compliance.

"Say it, Blunt," Alex commands through clenched teeth.

"Well, Alex, the virus is designed to release computer files across the internet. This one will do its document dump in 72 hours, if we can't stop it. We have it isolated to one small portion of our computers, but unfortunately, it all relates to your personnel file."

Alex shrugged. "So what? You're gonna tell everyone I've worked for you as a spy? Go ahead. See what kind of trouble you get into when the public realizes you sent a kid on dangerous assignments."

"Oh, thankfully the virus isn't in that part of your file... Just in some recent surveillance photos."

With that, Blunt pushed a button and the image on the monitor changed. It was a closeup of Sabina, her fingers around a 9-inch schlong, and her tongue reaching out to lick its tip.

Blunt pushed the button again, and the image changed, showing Sabina laying back, naked, her legs apart, and the top half of Alex's face peering up between her legs as he explored her clit with his tongue. The next picture showed them in the shower, Alex holding Sabina's hips from behind as he drove his dick into her pussy.

Alex looked down at Blunt, speechless.

"I'm afraid if we can't stop it, in 3 days these pictures will be everywhere, including, I see, the email and Facebook page of Sabina's father. But then I'm sure he knows you have been screwing his dear daughter and has no problem with that... Right, Alex?"

Alex was furious. If Sabina's dad found out what they were doing, he'd pull her out of college and forbid Alex from seeing her again. Besides, Sabina would be humiliated.

He hated Blunt but it seemed he had no choice.