Keep Going

Letting out a sigh, I get up, my legs wobbling briefly beneath me as I find my balance. Looking around, I'm surprised to find no one nearby. Looking around, it seems that everyone has left me alone, naked but unbound. Deciding it best to finish the work required of me by the local detective, I make my way over to my things, grabbing my purse but not anything else; if I lingered too long here, someone may notice. I opened the door to the hall beyond and found it also empty. I soon find myself passing by storage rooms, and soon find what appear to be office space. Sneaking around naked, I feel the deposited load in my ass and pussy squish a bit as I bend over to place a listening device under a lamp. I keep going, finding several out-of-the-way spots to place surveillance gear from my bag upon them. I find even higher-up spaces are suspicious empty and find myself wondering just how far my luck will fast.

'Good thing they only thought to examine me, and not go through my things.' I think with a smirk as I placed another bug on a landline phone. 'Why do they still even have these' I ask as I move on, being careful and crouching to hid my presence, unsure how they would act t the sight of a naked woman walking their halls at night. After several more corridors, I happen upon what has to be a surveillance office. I see screens lit up everywhere, showing monitors grom all over their complex. I find one individual there, a middle-aged man sitting before them. He's gained some weight, balding a little and his attention is waning; clearly, he's about as bord as a man can be.

Placing a bug here would go a long way to helping the cause, but then again, it's a risk that I could get caught in the act, and thus risk everything that's already been done ...