Tour of the city

After a long and arduous journey through customs, which had been met with extensive glares, stares and ogling. Natasha and Alexi were now walking through the streets of Miami hand in hand as Alexi excitedly went through the city. Alexi had ordered her to not cover up so she was unwilling showing off her entire body to the passers by, everyone stared as she and Alexi walked along, photos were taken by both locals and tourists. Not only did Natasha have to contend with this, but also the constant reminder of her failed mission, the hard rice containing the list of other SHIELD operatives had been taped to her backside, not only that but it had been taped right over where the Tranquilliser dart had hit in order to ensure that she constantly felt it.

The pair went all over the city, going on tours around famous monuments, getting photos taken in front of said monuments even taking photos with just about anyone who asked. The only silver lining to this entire experience was that Miami was extremely hot and which not only helped her recover from the cold temperatures of Sokovia but even made her nudity feel much more refreshing. If only the entirety of Miami hadn’t seen her in the process. The tour concluded when Alexi took Natasha to the evening seaside festivals, the chilly air of the night reminded her of her nudity further as they made their way through a dense crowd towards a curtained podium. Alexi directed Natasha towards the centre as he tied a strong rope around the top of some sort of stage rigging. He then tied her legs with the same rope and pulled, to Natasha’s surprise she was hoisted up in the air and hanging by her legs. Alexi then pulled out a small tube and squirted some sort of sticky substance onto both her hands, he then slapped them both onto her thighs. Alexi then uttered the phrase “piñata” reluctantly.

Natasha began furiously struggling against her binds but the rope had been done up very neatly. She also tried to move her hands but whatever Alexi had used on them had stuck them to her thighs. “It’s a superglue.” Said Alexi, as if reading her thoughts, “Lisk said it’s permanent but assured you that SHIELD will easily be able to remove it.” Natasha also found that she had regained her ability to speak freely. She began hurling unsavoury insults at Alexi in both Russian and American dialect. After a while she became exhausted and caught her breath, realising the Alexi was too distracted by her jiggling breasts as she thrashed and struggled. “How am I free?” She inquired. “Code word, neutralises the effects of the hypnotism, just so that you are ready when SHIELD eventually comes to collect you.”

“Collect me?!” Natasha was initially relieved. This mission had been a complete farce since the beginning and was glad that she would soon be free from Lisk’s grasp. But then she thought to how they would find her, completely exposed and hung upside down thrashing like a fish that had been caught on a hook. She began to struggle violently, her exquisite figure swaying from side to side, her breasts and ass jiggling wildy, her pussy completely exposed and her body glistening in sweat. After tiring herself out once again, Alexi took this opportunity to spread that same substance on her upper lip, gluing her mouth shut. “Mmmmhhhmmmm?!!” Screamed Natasha indignantly. “Sorry. But Boss said that after tour, you were to become main attraction to tonight’s festivities.” While Natasha’s mind raced through the various possibilities as to what that entailed, Alexi removed the drive from her bottom and took it behind a barrel, he seemingly adjusting the settings before stepping out. “I’ve activated drive’s tracking beacon. SHIELD will come and collect you. Alexi then waved goodbye and left in jovial spirits leaving Natasha trapped.

Great, she thought. Despite the compromising position she found herself in, she was at least safe in the knowledge that SHIELD would soon be coming to collect her. Just as her thoughts returned to her current predicament, an announcement on the intercom played. “And Now ladies and gentlemen, the piñata booth is now open and ready for business. The curtains slid apart as Nastasha was met with a series of shocked stares. Parents covered their children’s eyes, men cheered and whistled and the event managers glared. As Natasha hung nervously, she saw the event managers discuss this strange occurrence, although she could not hear them, she understood that whatever attraction was originally meant to be here, she was meant to take it’s place.

For the rest of the evening she was the event’s highest grossing attraction. Nearly everyone lined up for a turn to examine this mystery woman. Some tried to question her before concluding that she was refusing to talk, some took photos, some even fondled and groped her breasts mischievously, some even started graffitiing lewd comments and random pictures on her body. But practically everyone gave her a good slap on the ass as they went through, constantly sending her swaying indignantly. One boy even placed both his ice cream cones into her breasts, sending her frantically writhing at the sudden shock. And as the other stalls closed up and were packed away, the event managers ordered for Natasha to remain on her podium, believing that she was a practical joker and would get down herself, leaving her to sleep there for the evening.