Tell her what you know!

“Okay, okay… fuck! I’ll tell you what I know. Sophia told me that there is an underground sect responsible for the disappearance and ‘reprogramming’ of many high class teen girls in the European area. She told me that those who came back…” You tell Natasha the same story Sophia had told you earlier, not leaving out the part where you were sure this was a brainwashing facility or the fact that you were pretty sure everyone on Kamp Manor was somehow involved.

“Sophia Laurent. Directorate-General for External Security (DGSE). Born
April 22nd, 1989. Father Alexandre Laurent. Mother Celeste Laurent. Why did you leave out the part where she was an agent?”

“Truthfully, I didn’t even know her last name. Who are you people?”

Natasha seems to think about your question for a long time before finally giving you an answer.

“We are GSG-9, we are kind of like the German version of SWAT. Only better… much better. Now… since you have been so good at answering my questions… I figure it’s time to reward you.”

She gives you a crooked smile as she eyes your still hard member making it slightly twitch, before turning off her heavy duty flashlight and setting it on the ground.

The room is completely dark now. Suddenly, you feel hands on your arm. Long slender fingers are unbuckling the latch that holds your left hand in place. When your left hand is free you undo the other latch; holding your right arm. You can feel warm moist breath on your inner thighs and large sac as Natasha’s slender fingers work on one then the other foot braces. When you are totally free you can’t decide whether to stand up and make a run for it or let Natasha do whatever she thought would be a suitable reward for you.

You hear the sound of a zipper opening before your shoes, socks, pants and boxers are stripped off your legs. Natasha’s hands grab one of your own; beckoning you to stand up. When you do she turns you around so your back is to her and removes your torn button up shirt. With your body completely naked, Natasha pulls you back against her. You can feel the flesh of her HUGE breasts pushing against your back. Her breath is shallow and raspy with sexual desire as is your own.

“It's been a very long time, Mr. Doe,” Natasha groans; rubbing her hands along your chest down to your cock, gently stroking it.

“NATASHA, Wir haben eine Lage Innerhalb des Umfangs von Kamp Manor.”

“SHIT!” Natasha hisses before reaching down for her two-way, “Was ist die Lage Klaus?”

“Zwei Mädchen versteckten in den Ställen und sind Osten durch die Hölzer befleckt worden laufend. . Copie?”