The Agency h. 01

Tanya retrieved a small sponge from her bag and put it on the bed next to Paul's head, before returning to the bag. Once again Paul tried to get free, but his strength was all but sapped, and Tanya had his arms well and truly pinned to his sides. "Mmmmmfff" was all he managed to muster as Tanya took a plastic squeezey bottle from the bag, the label on it reading "Neothyl". Though some of the NVAD agents used chloroform, Tanya preferred neothyl, a less dangerous ether based anaesthetic with a quicker induction and recovery time, and without the feelings of sickness after recovery.

Tanya carefully pulled the clip top off with her teeth, and squirted some of the contents onto the sponge, before replacing the cap and returning the bottle to the bag. Picking up the sponge, she looked into Paul's eyes for the first time since she had come back into the bedroom. As Paul whimpered into her gloved hand, he saw a look of fierce determination on Tanya's face. Still keeping a firm grip over Paul's mouth, she bent her arm and leant closer to him until her face was only inches from his.

"I am going to take my hand away from your mouth now. You are not going to scream or make any noise at all, do you understand?" Paul nodded as much as he could with Tanya gripping his jaw. "That's a good boy."

Tanya slowly reduced the pressure on Paul's jaw, and then moved her gloved hand to the side of his face, gently caressing his cheek.

"He... mmmmmmfff" almost as soon as the sound left his lips the sponge was thrust over his nose and open mouth. Tanya used both her hands to force Paul to inhale the sweet smelling fumes.

"I knew you were going to be badly behaved...." As Paul's body bucked and writhed, Tanya held on gripping his arms tightly against him with her legs. "Breathe in, that's it.... breathe in, nice deep breaths...". When his movement lessened and his breathing became shallower, she held the sponge firmly over his mouth with her right hand, whilst nipping his nose shut with her gloved thumb and index finger.

After a few more seconds, Paul became still and his eyelids closed. Tanya maintained her grip until she was sure that he was unconscious. Convinced that he was out, Tanya finally removed the sponge and tossed it back into the bag. She climbed off his limp body and smoothed down her skirt. After switching on the bedside light, she walked around the bed to the window and closed the curtains.

Within a few minutes Tanya had Paul fully stripped. She took hold of his legs around the knees and swung them up onto the bed. She manoeuvred his body to the middle of the bed, face up, and spread his arms and legs out. Tanya couldn't help but smile at his enormous erection. "Well, the arousal inducer is certainly still working!" she thought to herself.

From her bag she then took out four long cloth ties, made from strips of bed linen rolled tight and tied at the ends with string, and secured first his wrists and then his ankles to the bedposts. Once she was happy that he was totally immobile, she delved once again into the bag and pulled out a rubber butterfly gag. The butterfly gag was a personal favourite of Tanya's. Unlike other gags, it has no strap to secure it in place. Instead two large rubber flaps fit into the cheeks with another circular piece of rubber fitting through the teeth and over the tongue. A rubber tube then feeds out from the front of the gag to a rubber pump with a valve. Once the gag is in place and the valve closed, a few pumps on the inflater and the gag is complete. It inflates to a size far greater than the diameter of the mouth and is therefore impossible to push out with the tongue. Very safe, very silent, and above all very uncomfortable.

Tanya climbed onto the bed and sat astride Paul's chest. She forced the cheek flaps inside Paul's mouth and adjusted the gag without yet inflating it. Reaching back she pulled her bag towards her and took from it a sealed plastic bag containing a sterile specimen bottle and placed it on the bedside table.

Still seated astride Paul's chest, Tanya carefully peeled off her right glove and laid it across Paul's throat. Reaching up to his bound wrist with her bare hand she checked his pulse. Everything fine. "Right darling," she reached back with her gloved hand and took a firm grip of his erection, stroking it slowly "time to wake up, I think".

From a side pocket on the sports bag, Tanya retrieved a small plastic capsule and tossed the bag onto the floor. Squeezing the capsule between her bare fingers on her ungloved until it broke, Tanya placed the gloved wrist of her other hand across Paul's throat and took a firm grip of his lower jaw between her leather clad fingers and thumb. She waved the broken capsule under Paul's nose. No reaction. She waved it under his nose once more, more slowly this time. A slight movement, and a barely audible groan. This time Tanya held the capsule directly under his nose and kept it there for a few seconds. Suddenly, she felt his body convulse under her, his head tried to move to the side, but she held him firmly. His eyelids opened wide and he groaned loudly.

Tanya threw the capsule to one side, releasing her grip on Paul's jaw she quickly placed her hand around the gag to prevent him pushing it out. With her bare hand she took hold of the pump and gave it a squeeze. Paul's eyes widened as he felt the gag expanding to fill his mouth. "Mmmmmm... mmmmm...mmm" he protested. Tanya gave the pump a second squeeze and took her hand away from his mouth.

"The more noise you make, the more pumped up the gag becomes. Understand?" She said. After a few seconds pause, Paul slowly nodded. "Good boy" she patted Paul's cheek, before picking her glove up from his neck and slowly and carefully putting it back on. Underneath her, Paul's chest heaved as his heavy breathing gradually slowed and returned to normal. He felt around his mouth with his tongue, but the gag was firm. A taste of rubber pervaded his senses.

Once the glove was back on, Tanya looked down at Paul's face. He looked terrified. Terrified and utterly helpless. Tanya wriggled her hips a little further down his naked body. Paul could feel the tickling and mild scratching on his sides from the tops of her stockings. Once she had found a comfortable position she sat up and reaching up to her tight red satin blouse, slowly undid her top button showing a little more of her not inconsiderable cleavage.

"Mmmmmmmm..." was the only feeble audible effort Paul could muster. The feeling of intense arousal he had felt before being knocked out, was greater than ever. Tanya flashed a wicked smile at him and slowly and deliberately licked her glossed lips. She knew that in his heightened state this teasing would be total torture. But Tanya never did anything without good reason, for she also knew that if driven wild for a period before finally giving up his sample, he would provide a much greater specimen.

Tanya reached down with her right hand and gripped Paul's body in her gloved hand, digging her fingers in and rubbing the soft leather against his skin. Paul let out a long groan as Tanya took hold of his nipple between her thumb and finger. Her other hand pulled her blouse open revealing that she was not wearing a bra. She pulled out her breasts and began to squeeze her own nipple to match Paul's. Her eyes closed as she threw her head back. After a few minutes of gradually squeezing and nipping harder, she swapped hands, taking Pauls other nipple between thumb and forefinger. His breathing was heavy behind the gag now. As she massaged her own nipple in her other hand, Tanya suddenly let out a quiet moan and her thighs tightened around Paul's waist driving the wind out of him, her boot heels dug into his thighs painfully.

"MMMMMmm!" he protested, his back arching. Tanya immediately let go of his nipple and slapped him hard across the face with her gloved hand.

"Silence!" she hissed. Paul felt the heat in his cheek from the slap, but was too terrified to make a further sound. Tanya leant forward, her elbows resting on the bed either side of Paul's head. He could feel the cool touch of her satin blouse on his chest, soothing the now tender area around his nipples. Her breasts hung down over his neck and chin.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you baby?" she said quietly in that strong accent of hers. She shifted her weight to lean on her left arm whilst she caressed him with her right hand. She stroked his red cheek and leaning closer, tenderly kissed it. She continued to plant tender kisses on his face whilst her gloved hand caressed him. After a few minutes of this, she slowly started to rub herself against his torso. Slowly and gently at first and then more vigorously, her kisses became more lascivious. Paul felt her gently nibbling his ear lobe and then thrusting her tongue into his ear. He was now so aroused, that he felt his groin would literally explode. Suddenly she stopped. She leant over him, and he could feel her heavy, hot breath on his face. She flashed another wicked grin, and holding his face firmly between her two gloved hands, she stuck her tongue out and licked his face from chin to forehead.

"Don't go anywhere darling, I'll be right back!" she said with a mischevious giggle. And with that, she leapt off him and disappeared into the bathroom. Paul took a few seconds to regain his breath. He sighed into his gag. What on earth was going on? Who the hell was this woman? And what fate did she have in store for him? He tested his bonds, but he knew that he wasn't going anywhere. After a few minutes, Tanya returned from the bathroom and went straight to her bag, after a brief rummage through it she removed a small cardboard box and a tube of lube. Placing them on the bed, she went back to the bag and took out a silk scarf and a roll of thick black duck tape. Paul watched on as Tanya once more sat astride his chest, and picked up the inflater for the gag.

"I'm going to release the air from your gag now, and this time you really won't make a sound or I WILL hurt you. You understand?" Paul nodded, the gag was seriously uncomfortable.

Tanya, turned the valve and the look of relief on Paul's face was palpable as the gag deflated. She took his chin firmly between thumb and finger and leant closer to him. "Quiet. Yes?" she said firmly. She wasn't kidding around, and Paul nodded again. Finally satisfied, Tanya pulled the rubber gag from his mouth. Paul flexed his sore jaw but remained silent. She tossed the gag onto the floor and shuffled her hips down his body. Paul flinched slightly as his swollen erection was pushed aside by her skirt as she shuffled down. Once they were face to face, she placed her elbows either side of Pauls head. His cock had come to rest against the inside of her thigh just above her stocking tops. She seemed unfazed by this.

For a few moments she just stared into his eyes before finally breaking the silence. "Well done, I think maybe you learnt how to keep quiet, yes?" Paul simply nodded, as Tanya slid off him to lie aside him. She leant on one arm whilst she gently caressed him with the other gloved hand, her stocking clad leg rubbed against his as she raised it up down on top of his. Her soft leather boots felt cold against his skin.

"You no doubt have many questions for me, I am sure. But I will allow only one. Ask your question now."

After a short pause, Paul asked "What are you going to do with me?", Tanya smiled.

"Don't worry my dear, I'm not here to hurt you." She lowered her hand down to his rigid cock and took a gentle hold of it. The leather felt so soft and inviting as she gently massaged him. "What am I going to do with you?" she repeated as she leant over him, her mouth only inches from his. Her grip on his shaft became gradually firmer, her rhythm building. "I'm going to make you cum" she whispered, staring straight into his eyes. "Cum like you've never cum before." Before Paul could say anything, Tanya pressed her mouth against his. Her tongue searching out his. She kissed him lustfully as her remorseless wanking continued.

Then after a few minutes, as suddenly as she had started to kiss him, she stopped and took her hand off his cock. Before he had time to beg her to continue, she stuffed the balled up silk scarf into his mouth, and clamped her gloved hand over it.

"Mmmmmmm!" he pleaded.

With her other hand Tanya peeled away a foot of tape, the reel dangling from the loose tape. "Now behave. You have been very good, don't spoil it, or I will punish you severely." Paul relaxed, resigned to his fate. Tanya stuck the tape to his cheek and wrapped it across his mouth making sure that some of the scarf was trapped under the tape. This would ensure that he couldn't choke on it. She flattened the tape, pressing it firmly with her gloved hands to ensure a proper seal. Then she lifted his head up and wrapped the tape all the way around his head, repeating the process several times until his mouth was totally covered from nose to chin. Finally she ripped the tape using her teeth and pressed the loose end firmly onto Paul's cheek.

Pleased with her handiwork, she knelt on the bed next to Paul and grabbed his balls in her leather clad hand, giving them a sudden squeeze. Paul shook violently, but the only sound he made was a muffled "mmmmppphh".

"Sorry, just testing dear!" Tanya winked at him, as he glared at her from above the strips of tape.

Tanya peeled off the glove from her right hand and picked up the cardboard box that she had retrieved earlier. From the box she pulled out a latex glove and after stretching it out, pulled it tightly onto her hand, snapping the cuff in place. Unscrewing the top of the lube, she squeezed out a generous amount into the palm of her latex clad hand.

Taking the tube of lube with her and picking up the bag containing the sterile sample bottle, Tanya walked around the bed to the other side, Paul's wide eyes following her every step. She climbed onto the bed and sat astride Paul, but this time with her back to his face. Her skirt was pulled up around her waist, and her boot heels were digging into Paul's side.

Tanya ripped the bag open with her teeth and placed the sample bottle and the plastic cap on the bed between Paul's spread legs. She then balanced herself by leaning her left hand on Paul's thigh, and slipped her right hand between his legs and under his balls.

"Mmmfff" moaned Paul as he felt the cool lube being rubbed between his arse cheeks, the tight latex felt so smooth against his tender skin as Tanya spread the lube in. She paused to squeeze out another generous serving onto her fingers. "Mmmm! Mmm!" gasped Paul as he felt Tanya's fingers gently probing the rim of his arse. As Paul exhaled, a finger slipped inside and probed his anal passage, Tanya took hold of his cock in her other leather clad hand and started to wank him. By now his arse was well lubed and was opening up to Tanya's ministrations. A second finger joined the first, and she gently pushed deeper and deeper.

After about five minutes of probing and wanking, Paul started to shake his head from side to side as Tanya's fingers located his prostate. She slightly bent her fingers and massaged him. His eyes were nearly bursting now, and he screamed muffled screams of pleasure into his gag. As his body convulsed, Tanya took her hand from his cock and grabbed the sample bottle. She got the rim over his cock just in time, as he experienced the most amazing orgasm of his life, almost filling the bottle. Finally, Tanya slowly pulled her fingers from his anal passage and ripped the latex glove off. She quickly popped the top on the bottle. Later she would add a fructose nutrient to the sperm to make it last up to seventy two hours before it could be deep frozen at The Agency's lab for transport.

Placing the sample in a side pocket of her bag, she picked up her leather glove and put it back on. As she did so, she turned to Paul who was breathing heavily and looked absolutely exhausted. She knelt down and rummaged through her bag, Paul could not see what she was doing. After a few minutes she placed the bag on the bed next to Paul, and sat astride him once more. She pulled the tape from his mouth down so that it peeled away and hung loose around his neck. Paul spat the scarf to one side.

" Oh... my... God!" He said in between heavy breaths.

"You enjoyed hmm?" Tanya smiled at him

" Oh... my... God!" repeated Paul

Tanya's right hand was resting in the sports bag. As Paul leant his head back and let out a long sigh, Tanya's hand suddenly darted out from the sports bag and clamped over his mouth and nose, she had been holding the sponge which was now freshly soaked in neothyl. Tanya pulled herself up so that she was kneeling either side of Paul's face, holding his head firmly between her stocking clad thighs. Paul's eyes looked up imploringly, but Tanya's grip was firm, she stroked his hair with her other hand, as Paul's eyelids began to flutter.

Paul awoke with a start. He looked around and saw that he was sitting on the sofa in the living room. He was alone and fully clothed. The television was on. He got up as quickly as his sore muscles would allow and headed towards the bedroom. His groin felt as if he'd been riding a bucking Bronco for twenty four hours. He went into the bedroom and switched on the light. The curtains were open, the bed was made. Just as he began to wonder what had really occurred and what hadn't, he noticed something on the bedside table and walked over to it. In crisp notes was fifty pounds.

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