Step 2: Seduction

"Abby, your turn"

I set Abby to 50%. She needed to orgasm before she could do anything, but she would need to last a while once there. It didn't take long before I heard her starting to moan. She had no reason to stay quiet and she was enjoying it. Again, It suddenly stopped after I heard her reach the peak.

1 AM, the following night

Abby had appeared exactly were she wanted. Two tables away the bank manager was nursing a drink. Abby was wearing nothing but her chastity belt and bra, but she wasn't too out of place in the bdsm club she found herself in. Of course her orgasm was still going and she wasn't being any more subtle about it. In fact, her loud moans were drawing a lot of attention from the people around her. Including her target, who appeared very interested. She locked her eyes on the woman and held her gaze as the last waves of pleasure washed over her body. Finally she winked. The bait had been set. She stood up and went to the bar to order a drink.

As she returned to her table, the woman had joined her. Now she just needed to get her drunk. Easy enough, except for the vibrator still running under her metal underwear. No way to turn it off, but that's what she had practised for. She started talking with the woman, it wouldn't do to lose her attention now. Already she felt the toy starting to affect her. It was all about concentration. The goal, the conversation and most of all the here and now. Screw any of these up and the mission went to shit. She delayed her next orgasm as long as she could, but there was no stopping it. The good news was that it only seemed to amuse her company, and the people around them. But no matter what she needed to focus. If her mind wandered at the wrong moment she might suddenly find herself in 1820, Brazil or any number of inconvenient situations. Only by thinking of this exact place and time could she complete the mission.

The drinking didn't help either. The plan was to get the bank manager drunk, but it was unavoidable that she would need to drink too. And after all the drinking and the orgasms she would still need to steal the key and get back to the right moment. It was going to be a long night.

Half past 1

Abby walks into the bank. I had turned her vibrator off when she checked in. I can tell she is both exhausted and drunk. She had gotten dressed so she didn't attract unwanted attention. Walking past a happily talking Lily and Lucy, I just managed to catch the moment she dropped the key in Lucy's lap. Then it was gone.