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Chapter 10 by MidbossMan MidbossMan

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Spy on Au Revoir as she does something unprofessional (Time -1)

Being an effective agent meant exploiting windows of opportunity... like the moment when a grid of moving lasers guarding a hallway are perfectly parted, or the moment where two cars swerve and end up perfectly parallel, allowing your motorcycle to squeeze through the center of them, these were the moments the best agents lived for and never failed to seize. You knew that if you kept checking up on the Goodbye Girls, you'd encounter moments of vulnerability... even without knowing their weaknesses, you knew that no one was on their guard all the time.

Finding Au Revoir doing something unprofessional wasn't exactly a difficult task, but still, you knew there were deeper layers that you needed to understand. For how open she was about almost everything, you still felt she had something of an air of mystery about her... In order to get past that, you'd need to spy on her when she didn't realize it. Thankfully, she didn't seem like the type that would know she was bugged. After entering her room to confirm she wasn't there, you placed a discrete camera on her weapon shelf, facing her door and gym area, then retreated back to your mission control room. There, you would wait patiently for her to return to her "office," such as it was.

Thankfully, she returned sooner rather than later. When she did so, she came in the company of two agents in black suits, who'd handcuffed her hands behind her back. The agents were dressed in CEDIT combat gear, including full helmets and armor plating. Neither carried guns, but they still looked statuesque and imposing. You had meant to catch footage of Au Revoir being unprofessional, but not so unprofessional that she'd been detained by her own agency! You began to stand up from your desk, questioning whether your loyalty was to your agency or to the specific team you handled...

As you searched your soul on that matter, Au Revoir squatted, briefly out of range of your camera. You barely looked back in time to see her on top of one of the agents, knocking the wind out of him by dropping elbow-first onto his gut. As the other agent moved to assist, she wrapped her legs around his ankle and twisted, sending the shouting man down on his back. By propping herself on her weapon rack, she slowly climbed back up to her feet without the use of her hands...

Au Revoir was vastly out-equipped; the two had full combat gear while she wore only her white tank-top (no bra beneath) and black workout shorts (no panties beneath?). Improbably, one of the agents moved to further that divide a little more, reaching up to grab her pants and yank them down past her bare, toned ass. As if that wasn't enough, his next maneuver was to stick two fingers into her pussy and begin thrusting them in and out. "Aaah! You cheeky fuck!" Your teammate sounded aroused as she brutally stomped her foot on the man's other hand, causing him to roar in pain.

The other collected himself and ran in, reaching out with both hands to grab hold of her bosom, then tearing free the already strained top so that her massive breasts bounced out in the open. Au Revoir wore a challenging smirk as the man shrugged off his helmet to reveal a shaved, black head, then immediately buried his face between her breasts. You felt miserable for the guy, as Au Revoir gave him only a moment's enjoyment before delivering a catastrophic knee to his groin. The man's expression was a mask of pain as he collapsed onto his knees in front of her, his cheek sliding down her bare abdomen and resting upon her shin at the end of his descent.

"That was weeeeak! Show me you want it, fuckers!"

The situation went from bad to worse as both of the agents found themselves pantsed, then further, their dicks pulled out from their pants. The nude Au Revoir sat down in front of their heads as they each lay on the floor, reeling from injuries she'd inflicted. With an uncaring smirk, the woman pressed a bare, over-sized foot against each of their cocks and began stroking. "Is that enough? You proud CEDIT agents are going to cum from just Au Revoir's foot? You need more training!" You found yourself stroking your own dick in spite of yourself, the action hidden behind the mission control monitor, as you watched the handcuffed woman take the two men to completion using only the pads of her feet and her toes. Au Revoir regarded the jizzy coating on her feet with some bemusement, then put on a sympathetic smile that did not match the brutal beat-down she'd just distributed. Both moaned, one nursing his hand while the other covered his tendered, pulverized balls.

"Now see here... I let you handcuff me and give you full body armor and you two dopey agents still aren't able to hold down Au Revoir and fuck her? What other handicap must I provide?"

One of the men managed to speak through the pain, his jaw trembling as he raised his head from the floor. "You... You said you were going to let us get you to the bed first... That was a sneak attack...!"

"Ha ha ha! A CEDIT agent complaining about an ambush?! You make me laugh! But next time, make me cum, little agent."

... In the end, you'd just barely managed to stop yourself from cumming. Perhaps you realized that it shouldn't be so easy... Sex with Au Revoir was, evidently, like a challenge- a hunt. You felt you'd be disgracing the memory of those two (not dead) agents, as well as Au Revoir's fighting spirit if you allowed yourself to masturbate to this.

... Instead, you'd go find a magazine or something to finish up, then return to mission control. As you passed by Au Revoir's door, the woman walked out, wearing a white towel that just barely managed to wrap her breasts and hips. Her body was slick with sweat and her grin was massive; her hair was braided, despite the look that otherwise said she'd just taken a shower. "Little New Ciao! He he he, you cannot hide from Au Revoir..."

You gulped, expecting her to show you she'd recovered the camera you'd planted earlier.

Instead, she looked downward with her eyes, then lessened her grin to a teasing smile. "Your tent is pitched, oui? Good response time! To encounter Au Revoir in her towel and immediately spring to action... I was just looking for a round two!"

You politely excused yourself, then fucking ran for it. After seeing what happened to those two agents, you felt like you were going to need training and a lot of courage (possibly liquid courage) before you threw yourself into the arena with this beast of a woman.

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