I Spy Trouble 
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome 
Even for the best spy's things don't always go to plan!

I Spy Trouble

Julian lay back on the bed, his eyes where fixed on the attractive, half-naked
woman blond woman that now climbed onto the bed and made her way towards him.
As she got closer his smile grew and grew ... ...

Twenty minutes later and Julian was pulling on his trousers and zipping them
up, as he did so the door to the room opened and in walked in a woman, she was
an older woman dressed in a stylish business suit that suited both her and her
position as the most influential 'secretary' in the organisation. She, the
secretary, ignoring the man walked over to the blond woman who was still in
the bed, smoking a cigarette and was finishing off what looked like a form.
The blond woman finished the paperwork and handed it over; the secretary
scanned the completed form and headed back to the door. As she passed by the
man "well 005 looks as if you've passed that assessment ... ... just!" Miss
Moneypenny always had a way of bringing a man down with a word or the tone in
her voice, this time it was with both.

Just as she was about to leave "these a meeting in the old man's office in
half an hour, which means you still have enough time to go through the
assessment again to try and score higher!" Another of her quips, Julian turned
back and looked at the woman in the bed, she looked suitably unimpressed so
005 thought better of it, and carried on dressing.

A few minutes later and Julian Flat, aka 005, walked out the 'bedroom' and
into the corridor of the secret underground establishment FART, 'Facilities,
Administration, Resources & Training.' Not the best pneumonic in the world,
but they did a good job down here, most of the time. As Julian walked passed
the resources department, where another one of their ideas had just 'back
fired', literally, sending one of Q's assistances up in a puff of smoke, 005
thought back over the last couple of days. It had been his annual assessment;
he'd undertaken his physical, completed the surveillance task, been on the
shooting gallery and finished the 'bad guy' recognition test. The last thing
had been the sex and seduction challenge, every good spy needs to be able to
seduce a woman, take her to bed and make her tell him all her secrets after a
good tussle under the sheets.

And by Miss Moneypenny comment he'd just passed the last assessment, since
'he'd' join the secret service sex had been put on the agenda, 007 had wooed
his way into every female spies bed and 'saved the day' by using his dick. The
super spy was good at just one thing, 007 scored average on all the other spy
skills, but his scores shot up on the sex and seduction test. So he was always
the chosen one when there was a woman involved, plus 'James Bond' did have a
much better sound to it that Julian Flat!

005 reached the door of 'M' the head of MI6, the boss, or as Moneypenny liked
to call him the 'old man'. He knocked on the door and the female voice of M's
secretary called out "come in." Only James seemed to be the one who could walk
in unannounced and get away with it. Julian entered into Miss Moneypenny's
office; the secretary was sat down at her desk and peered up over her glasses
at the man who entered. At that moment she was reading his filed and attaching
the final part of his annual assessment, Julian could see the report she was
placing in his file and the smug grin on her face.

Since the introduction of the sex and seduction part of every agent's
assessment, thanks to 007 successes in this area, Miss Moneypenny had taken a
keen interest in all agents scores here. As normal she had responsibility for
the gathering of agent's test results for the 'old man's' reports, but now she
liked to take an ever keener interest, now that the sex and seduction test had
been added. She enjoyed reviewing all these men's 'performance' before they
went into the agents file. Moneypenny's grin turned to a smile as she stood up
and moved over to the large door that lead into M's office "come with me" she
said. Julian followed the woman, M's secretary, Miss Moneypenny was a mature
woman, Julian would guess in her mid to late 40's, but he could be wrong. She
was slim, trim and well preserved for her age, in fact you would even go to
say that she was quite sexy for her age. The formal skirt still showed off a
good pair of legs, then further up went into a slim waist, she'd removed her
skirt jacket from earlier and now just the blouse was on display. Also on
display was a touch of cleavage as the first few buttons where undone, she
looked quite good in the breast department just as she did in the looks
department.

Miss Moneypenny had that mature look, with a few lines appearing, but not too
many, enough to give her that experienced and knowledgeable look. Her hair was
shortish, fair and curly, her eyes dark, lips full with a subtle red
appearance and overall demeanour that said 'I may be the old man's secretary
but that doesn't mean I'm not important around here'. There had been many
rumours about her and 007, had they 'fraternised', had they not? But
Moneypenny had a reputation of being dedicated to the service, and Bond was
dedicated to, well to bedding the next beautiful woman that turned up in one
of his assignments.

As Julian followed Moneypenny into the large formal office, he wondered if
Moneypenny had any influence in the sex and seduction assessments, after all
she was a wise and cunning woman who could get you anything if you asked
right. Did she have access to the selection list for the sex and seduction
test, could she influence or alter the list, had she ever assigned herself to
any of the agents 'assessments', and if so had it been Bond?

"Arrh there you are 005 come in" M was stood next to his desk talking to what
looked like a very important man, Julian also stood as Moneypenny put his file
on the desk ready for M. "You know the Minister 005, he's here as the
situation is becoming very grave ... ... "

M went on to explain that a number of agents had recently been killed, 003 was
crushed to death in a convent in Greece, 009 was suffocated in a girl's school
in Spain and 0012 was strangled by a set of stocking whilst in a casino Italy.
Julian could understand a casino, but a convent and a girl's school? M
continued, he said that according to reports the killings had all been done by
women, and these women all belonged to a new criminal organisation FEMDOM!
"Yes Minister apparently it stands for Female Empowerment Motivating Dominance
Over Men" the Minister looked horrified at this. "There was even a note
attached to 009's body stating that this FEMDOM's aim is the control and
dominance of the male of the species and of course to take control of the
country and the world."

The government minister blustered and stormed when he heard all this "It's all
wrong, women in charge! Oh no we must do something about it, can't have women
in charge and have the Women's Institute running national defence. OH No, we
can't have that, do you hear, we can't have that. Must do something about this
and now, straight away, do you hear!" With that the Minister left so the spies
could carry on with their work. M carried on with his briefing and told Julian
that 007 was away in the far east at the moment trying to track down some
rough general who wanted to start a war or something.

'Women who want to take over the world!' This was all beginning to sound
'interesting' to Julian, finally 005 will get a mission where there was a
chance of getting laid by some good looking female. Well that's what he was
hoping. "So the next agent to get targeted by this 'FEMDOM' is obviously going
to be 007, I have other agents going out to meet up with Bond and give him as
much assistance as he needs." 'That didn't sound good.' "What we need is 007's
family protected in case these women go after them, with his family protected
then he can carry on with his work in confidence. So 005 I'm assigning you to
look after Bond's Nephew!"

Julian's heart sank 'a babysitting assignment!' But not just any babysitting
it was 'babysitting for Bond's snotty nose little Nephew!' As 005 left,
feeling very dejected Moneypenny went into M's office with more files, as the
door closed he quickly hit the intercom button as he'd seen Moneypenny do
before so he could overhear what was said after he'd left. "Well Moneypenny
after seeing your assessment of his performance I don't think Flat is the
right man to send up against a female enemy do you, he's just not got it in
him to handle a woman." Julian left, feeling even more depressed after hearing
that 'Oh well he may as well just get on with it, after all what could go
wrong!'

A short while later and 005 pulled up outside the address of one Jimmy Bond,
007's Nephew, a quick check through the file again to go over the information.

Assignment, look after and protect Jimmy Bond: -

Mother Jane Bond and part time agent with the service, currently on assignment
and out of the country, hence why the protection is required. Mothers
assignment and whereabouts classified.

(But in reality the Sister of 007 was currently somewhere in Siberia, where
she was escorting and sneaking a scientific defector, and their assistant, out
of Russia. But currently they were snowed in a remote log cabin with time to
kill before the weather cleared and they could carry on with their escape.
Jane was buried under a pile of all sorts of different bedding, not to keep
warm in the sub-zero waste land but Jane and the gorgeous Nastasya, the
Russian scientific defector had found a way of pasting the time during this
bad weather!

Jane throw back the covers and gasped for air, she had been down there a while
now and had come up for some oxygen. As the beads of sweat slowly ran down the
attractive agents face, she looked up in to the eyes of the gorgeous Russian
defector. Jane pulled her naked body up onto the equally naked, sweaty and
exhausted body of Nastasya, as she lay on top of her gorgeous Russian, and
kissed her, Jane hoped the bad weather would keep them trapped here a bit
longer. Outside the bedroom in the cabin was also Yuliya, the defectors
assistant, and also another good looking woman, who was bored as she flicked
through an old magazine. Jane knew that all three of these woman could easily
see through the spell of bad weather, if they all just 'stayed closed and
huddled up together!')

005 carried on with the file on Jimmy Bond:-

Father Gordon, killed fifteen years, unexplained circumstances.

(Julian remembered that he heard a number of rumours about all this,
apparently Jane Bond, Jimmy's Mother had never married, it wasn't her thing
and had also been a full time agent with the service. There had been an
'incident' were she had been involved, one way or the other, with a man, but
he'd then mysteriously left!

Jane had had a baby and been forced into semi-retirement form the service,
but, according to the rumours, sometime after the birth this man had been
seen, as he was of interest to the service over another minor matter, the
theft of weapon grade plutonium. But before the secret service could go and
grab this man he'd been found dead, horribly beaten to a pulp and then his
body had been thrown out of the top floor of an expensive hotel onto the
taxi's waiting outside.

Jane had been 'spoken' to about this but that was all, Julian had heard
nothing more. And now she, Jane, was allowed back on certain assignments that
suited her 'talents', but only certain assignments as she was one of those
girls that liked to do their own thing!

Uncle, James Bond, currently unavailable on assignment.

(Currently the 'unavailable' agent was also a captured agent as over in the
Far East Bond, James, had run into a spot of trouble! The most famous British
secret agent, which was always a contradiction in terms, both being famous and
secret at the same time, had his own problems at the moment. Whilst on his
latest mission in the Far East he'd been on the trail of a rough North Korean
general and had planned to meet his contact in Seoul, South Korea. The meeting
was in a part of the city that was frequented by a number of massage parlours,
strip bars and other 'places of relaxation!'

But James knew of a good restaurant in the area, one that serviced the best
fried octopus, so obviously that was where he arranged for the meeting.
Unfortunately, when he arrived and was shown to his normal private area, his
contact was already there and already dead. When James had leant over to
examine the body CLUNK! He been struck from behind and knocked out, probably
by the attractive looking waitress who'd shown him to this table.

James had woken up in a dark and dismal room, shackled to a chair and with
nothing more than a wooden table and two more chairs in the room. He was there
alone in the room for a while, all the time the sounds and smells for outside
came in through the very small window that was high up in the cold damp brick
wall. James constantly smiled and nodded at the CCTV camera up in the far
corner of the room, knowing that his captures were watching him closely.

Eventually the old wooden door to the room opened up and in walked a good
looking North Korean woman, maybe mid 30's or so, but someone who had taken
care of herself, her looks and body both. She was dressed in a military
officers uniform, jacket, blouse, skirts, boots and hat, she was followed by
another woman, dressed in a similar officer's uniform but without the same
rank insignia. Bond recogniser this slightly younger woman and junior office,
she'd been the waitress from the restaurant!

"So Mr Bond you find yourself in a difficult situation now, don't you think?"
The senior woman was the one speaking, a sly grin on her attractive face. The
cool British secret service agent was not fazed by all this, after all he had
his charm, wit, sense of humour and his natural appeal to women! "Not really
I've always wanted to visit Pyoksong, I hear the fishing around here is very
good, after all that is where we are isn't it?"

The woman paused, there was silences and then the sounds and smells of the
town started to fill the room. So that's how he knew where he was, it was
quite apparent to even her now. "Very good Mr Bond, but I think you will need
more than just your English charm to get you out of this situation." Bond
smiled, that normal grin he had whenever there was a woman involved "why don't
you close the door and just the two of us can talk about this?" The second,
junior and younger woman went over and closed the door, she dragged over a
chair, stepped up and switched off the camera, then brought the chair back
over to the table where she removed her hat and jacket, placing them on the
spare chair.

Bond smiled "then again maybe we can all discuss this?" The senior woman now
also removed her hat and jacket, James was sure that he would be out of this
situation, after he'd 'dealt with' these two lovely ladies of course. The
first woman had undone the first few buttons on her smart blouse and rolled up
her sleeves. Then went over to the desk and pulled open a small draw, at the
same time the older woman had loosened the buttons on her blouse as well. The
junior office looked at Bond "we are here to carry out your interrogation, not
to fulfil your decadent fantasies." Now the senior office was stood next to
her junior and both women looked very tempting in their, unbuttoned, military
uniforms.

The senior woman's hand also went for the open draw and as the two woman now
came even closer together, the junior officer's hand grabbed behind her
superior's head and drew the older woman's face close to her. Both women now
kissed, hard and long, James was a little shocked but quite delighted to see
this expression of sexual desire in the woman, he was going to enjoy this he
was sure. But as the women broke their kiss the older senior woman now looked
over at James, "Now Mr Bond you will tell me everything I want to know!" At
the same time both women brought their hands out of the draw, each woman was
now holding a lager rubber cosh!

The woman now moved towards James, each going around the table a different
way, which made their advance on him more threating, especially with the
cosh's they now wielded in their hands. The senior woman spoke "You see Mr
Bond we're immune to your 'charms' now if it had been your Sister, Jane, then
the story would be different. But it's you and our masters always bring us in
to get information out of men, as we love our work and are very, very good at
it!" Bond realised he was now 'probably' in a bit of trouble now, as he was
still tied to the chair with one 'nasty' woman on one side of him and another
'vicious' woman on the other side.

The junior woman now also spoke "in fact we are very disappointed that it is
you here with us and not Jane, yet me show you how upset we are Mr Bond!"
WHACK! OOOOHHHH! CARCK! UUUHHHHH! SMACK! WALLOP!)

Back in 005's car he read the last part of the file: -

Jimmy Bond. Father dead, Mother away on assignment, Uncle away on assignment.
Private education, doing well at school, boarding school as Mother is
'sometimes' away. Use to looking after himself from time to time ... ...

(So far everything looked normal)

Date of Birth, Age ... ... ... ! (UH OH! Julian looked down at the file, well
it could be worse, he wasn't a baby or a screaming toddler, Julian wasn't sure
about the technical side of changing a nappy, so that was good. But Jimmy was
a teenager! So the agent braced himself for the snotty nose, little oike,
who's favourite, if only words would be 'What!' and 'No!' "Oh well better go
and get it over and done with!"

Julian closed the file got out of the car and went over to the apartment block
where Jane Bond lived. Jimmy was there alone and on holiday at the moment, he
was waiting for his Mother to came back from her latest assignment, unaware
that she was detained by the bad weather in Siberia. But Jane was making the
most of this as she was now seducing the female assistant, who was enjoying
the attention she was getting as the British female agent lead her towards the
bedroom! But Jimmy was used to living like this, if his Mother was away he
would stay with Uncle James, and if Uncle James was away also he would just
look after himself, that was the life he knew and was use to now.

As he approached the entrance to the apartment block Julian noticed a car
parked just out of the way down a side access alley. A feisty looking red
sports car, high performance and low to the ground as if it was carrying a lot
of weight. A bit like some of the car's he'd seen the men from Q's department
messing about with, with all those gadgets and machined guns built in. But why
would a car like this be parked here? After all the only thing around here was
the apartment of Jane Bond and ... ... A sudden thought came into 005 head;
'Jimmy Bond, was he in trouble?'

The secret service agent now jumped into action as he rushed towards the
apartment block, within seconds he was inside the building using the old press
every button on the answer phone pad until someone buzzes you in technique. He
rushed up the stairs as the lift would be too slow. Up to the fifth floor of
the quite nice looking apartment block until he found the right room. His
skeleton key came out and a second later the agent had unlocked the door, he
drew he gun and slowly pushed the door open.

He cautiously entered the apartment, gun at the ready for whoever was waiting
inside for him. As he made his way down the hallway and cleared the first two
rooms Julian was now at the entrance to the main living room, there was no
sign of anyone so he moved further inside. Then there was a sound to his
right, he turned, raised his gun ready to fire when ... ... Out of the kitchen
area came a youth holding a plate with sandwiches on and a glass of milk. The
young lad jumped in shock, dropping the plate and glass, then froze at the
sight of the man pointing a gun at him, he'd heard nothing as the headphones
he had on where blasting out some kind of 'music.'

Julian instantly recognised the lad as Jimmy Bond "are you alright, is there
anyone else here?" He had to repeat himself before lad lifted up his
headphones so he could hear the man "No ... No there's only me here." Julian
relaxed and put his gun away to reassure the nervous lad, the next couple of
minutes went by with the lad, now not so scared, being told exactly who this
man with the gun was and why he was here. "So we believe someone might try and
contact you or even try and take you away, but there's nothing to be worried
about I'm here now and we're going to gather up a few things and I'm going to
take you to a safe house until this all blows over and both your Mother and
Uncle get back into the country."

Simple enough and for the lad not that much of a surprise, the secret service
it may be but when your Mother and Uncle are part of it, it's not really
'that' secret anymore! But in a strange kind of way Jimmy was quite excited
about this all now, after all he now had something to do instead of the normal
sit at home until someone came off an assignment to look after him.

"So you're about to take him away are you, luckily I got here just in time
then!" The sudden sound of a female voice in broken English made 005 react, he
jumped around to see a woman stood there at the entrance to the living room
area. Maybe he should have closed the door behind him when he came in 'dame!'
He quickly studied the woman, using all his recognition training, there wasn't
much of her to see as the large, long fur coat she had on covered nearly all
of her up. But what he could see was the tips of some brown leather footwear,
the long, bulky mink fur coat, her hands, in black leather gloves pulled the
coat around and close to her, so that nothing could be seen of her.

She had an attractive face, a woman in her mid-30's with lush red lips and
deep blue eyes. She wore a matching fur hat but the couple of loose hair that
could be seen told Julian the woman was probably a blond. The other clue to
her identity was her voice, that sexy broken English and the unmistakable
Russian accent, he knew who she was, probably as he'd also seen a photo of her
in his recognition test as well! This was Olga, a trained Russian KGB spy who
had gone solo a number of years ago and now worked for whoever paid the most.

She would be the ideal candidate for FEMDOM to recruit and Julian knew he was
now in a situation, she was good, he'd read all about her, what she had done,
what she was capable of. And now she was here and it was his job to protect
Jimmy and stop her! The woman looked over at Jimmy "you must be the young
Bond, very handsome man" then she looked again and smiled "not a handsome man
but a beautiful boy ... ... I like you" The young lad just looked at the
attractive woman and blushed at her words, she took a step inside the room,
still starring at the lad and with her gorgeous smile, and she was enticing
and interesting the lad greatly. "I think you might like me boy, so why not
come with me and I show you a good time, Yes?" Jimmy went even redder, she was
very nice, but now Julian stepped in "alright Olga, that's far enough."

The woman now noticed and looked over towards the British secret service
agent, and she was disappointed to say the least. "Arh 005 are you the best
your British secret service can offer?" Julian felt a little insulted but was
also quietly pleased that he had in fact been recognised by the attractive
woman. "You will stand aside and give me the boy" Julian's hand went back
inside his jacket and pulled out his gun "that's far enough Olga!" The woman
looked a bit disappointed and frustrated that this man was going to try and
stop her 'but if he wanted to waste time, so be it!'

She took a couple more steps into the room, Julian grabbed hold of Jimmy and
moved the lad behind him, then guided the young Bond towards the safety of the
open door that led to the bedroom. "Get in there, you'll be safe" Julian told
Jimmy, Olga grinned "you put the boy where I want him, thank you, now to deal
with you." The woman moved her hands away from her and so opened up her long
fur coat to reveal the woman underneath it. She was dressed in a pair of long
brown boots that went up and under her longish and very tight leather skirt.
Her legs where long, shapely and went up to her slim waist. Further up she
wore a stylish, frilly white blouse, with a number of buttons undone to expose
her firm and ample cleavage. Her long black gloves went up and met the short
sleeved blouse and still up on her pretty head was that fur hat of hers.

Both Julian and Jimmy stopped for a second to take in the sight of this
gorgeous female secret agent, she would have even stopped 007 in his tracks
with the way she looked. Julian composed himself and pushed the youth towards
the bedroom, but still Jimmy was unable to take his eyes off of the woman.
"Right then Olga you ... ... " She didn't let him finish as her gloved hand
came down to the side of her skirt and she unzipped it. The leather skirt
dropped to the floor, she stepped out of it and both Julian's and Jimmy's jaws
drooped, now that those lovely legs clad in fishnet stockings where on show.
Boots, stockings and a white blouse, how good did she look now!

The 'distraction' tactic had worked for the woman, both man and boy where
awestruck with how she looked, so it was easy to WHACK! Olga threw her leg
around and struck the gun that was pointing at her, it went flying across the
room and now the Russian female spy and the British male agent were on 'equal'
terms SMACK! well almost!

Julian had been stunned with how sexy the woman looked, then when her skirt
fell he was hypnotised by her. So he was blind to her sudden move, when her
leg came round and knocked the gun out of his hand he was shocked and
surprised. Then she'd followed it up with her gloved fist into his face. He
was stunned and hurt, the blow had caught 005 off guard and the power behind
it had sent him staggering backwards. Olga was not only a good looking and
fast thinking woman, she was also strong and athletic. As Julian feel back she
came forward, jumped up and kicked out, her boot slammed into the man's chest,
now taking him completely off his feet and sending him tumbling back into the
sofa behind him.

005 fell back into the soft furniture, as he fell he rolled over towards the
side table, he quickly reached out and grabbed onto a lamp there. He grasped
hold of the lamp and was swinging his arm around, as he was about to thrust
the lamp at the woman who'd struck him, well that was the plan, but THUD! As
his arm swung around with the lamp in it Olga's boot had been thrust forwards
and slammed straight into the turning man's face. The sole of her boot
pummelled into Julian's face, braking his nose and sending blood splattering
out. The power behind her kick made the man drop the lamp and sent the dazed
man back down into the soft, his head spinning from the kick.

Olga didn't let the capitalist pig have time to recover, she leaped forward,
her arms shot out and her gloved hand grabbed onto the confused male agent.
She hauled him out of the sofa and WALLOP! OOOWWW! As he came up her knee came
slamming into his body, winding, hurting and shocking the man again WHACK!
That was followed up by her clenched fist driving up and slamming into the
doubled over agent's jaws, 'so nice of him to provide her with an easy target
to hit!' As Julian's head shot up and backwards the Russian woman grabbed onto
her man, she gripped, turned and WOOOSSSHHH! THUD! Over 005 went slammed down
to the floor buy a judo throw, he could see the KGB trained this woman well
THUD! OOOHHHH! As he was slammed into the floor her boot came into play once
more as it was thrusted hard into the downed man's groin. All the time Jimmy
Bond stood at the door to the bedroom watching in awe at how easily the
Russian woman took down the British agent.

On the floor Julian was at the woman's mercy as her boots came thundering into
him, the sharp heels of the boots punctured him, ripping his expensive suit
and shirt, tearing the cloth and piercing his flesh. Then the soles of her
boots crashed into his body, bruising, crushing and breaking him, finally
there was the tips of boots as they came steaming into his body, hard! Each
time they drove harder and harder into him, there was a 'cracking' sound and a
'crunching' sound as if a bone or two had maybe splintered or broke. As she
kicked him, Julian cried out in pain, but Olga soon shut him up as he used her
boot in a different way to show him making a 'fuss' like that would not stop
her from doing her job!

Meanwhile over in Siberia, and Jane Bond looked out of the window, the weather
seemed to be clearing and probably they could start their journey out of here
and to safety. She turned around and looked back at the bed that now had the
two Russian woman lying naked in it, Jane though to herself, another 24 hours
here wouldn't hurt. Just to make sure the weather had 'fully cleared up', well
there was 'no other reason' to stay here, was there? Jane smiled as she made
her way back to the bed and another 24 hours of indulgent pleasure!

Back in Jane's apartment and things where not as enjoyable for 005 as Olga was
now imposing her dominance on him WHACK! UUUOOOWWW! The Russian woman had
leant down and dragged the man upwards, then gripped him hard between her
stocking legs, clamping his head tight and now hammering on his kidneys, with
her strong fists, as she held the man on all fours in front of her. She struck
him hard as she slammed her fists into him again and again, then when she'd
softened him up enough by pounding his back and crushing his head she released
the man. Olga pulled the dazed, confused, embarrassed and hurt man up onto his
feet SMACK!

With one hand gripping the front of his shirt tightly her other hand came
swinging around, that strong hand went flying across his face. He'd been
slapped before but this, this was more than just a slap this was a woman
demonstrating she was in charge and he was just there for her to hurt him
SMACK! Again she 'slapped' the man, making his head spin, his lip bleed and
his face sting like hell SMACK! She's turned the rings on her fingers around
so the sharp stones now slashed at his face and cut him SMACK! SMACK!

He'd never had to fight a woman before, and never had a beating like this
either so it was altogether a totally new experience for the man, and one he
would not forget! As the open hands turned into a clenched fist, 005 was being
beat down onto his knees, but still was he the lucky one, he only had one
woman who was walloping him, 007 was at the mercy of two women!

In his interrogation cell in North Korea, James' interrogation was not going
that well for him, but for the two women it was really quite enjoyable! These
two defiantly had a special skill in this area, they could certainly make any
man talk. Once the coshes had softened up their prisoner, he was untied and
then his beating really started! They beat and kicked the man around the room,
the women took it in turns to rough the British spy up, with their fists and
feet, then they joined forces, doubling up to 'question' him.

James was kicked by sturdy shoe, griped by firm leg, struck by hard fist and
squeezed by strong thighs, and then he was interrogated properly! The two
women beat him like he had never been beat before, these women's only lust
towards the man was to see him hurt and make him talk, which he did. With each
punch and answer he gave them the woman got more and more worked up, their
eyes kept meeting and each kick, strike, throw and cry of male agony only went
to expatiate the desire in each of them for the other.

OO7 had given the women interrogates enough information and they had hurt him
greatly, but they had also reached a high of craving and hunger for some
downright dirty female loving. With the women now ignoring Bond and ripping
each other's uniforms off, James had his chance to escape. With the CCTV off
the man now summoned the energy to crawl across the floor to the door, he
dragged it open and carried on out into the corridor. The women where too
'into' each other, literally, to see this. As James crawled out into the
corridor, he could see a window at the far end and did his best to make for
it. Somehow he managed to drag himself there and even get up and open it. Then
drawing his last remaining strength, he dropped himself out of the window
PLOP!

007, the cream of the British secret service fell and landed into an old cart
full of fish, he sank into the smelly cart and disappeared under the fish. A
short while later and the cart was pulled away by the oxen that was harnessed
to it. James had made his escape, as the cart now slowly made its way out of
the military district of the town and out towards one of the small farming
communities in the surrounding countryside. From there he would be able to
recover and make his way back across the border to safety and then back home.

Back 'Home' and 005 was still having his own problems, Olga's fists, and her
pounding of the man had drained, injured and overwhelmed him, his face was
bloody and scared, his body bruised and in places broken. She had literally
broken the man, his will to live was almost gone and his desire for all this
to end was the only thing that he had left SMACK! OOUUUHHH! THUD! As she held
Julian there, on his knees before her, she looked down at the agent she had
crushed and destroyed, she smiled as she now drove her fist into his face for
the last time and released her grip on his bloody, ripped shirt. 005 fell to
the floor a defeated man, a broke man, a barely alive man.

With 005 on the floor out cold, Olga now turned towards the bedroom and in the
doorway, still enthralled by this wonder of a woman was stood Jimmy Bond. The
Russian woman had come here for the Nephew of James Bond, there had been a
slight problem to overcome, but he was now on the floor. So now she could
carry out her assignment she could take the lad Jimmy! The woman in long brown
leather boots, stockings and her frilly white blouse and still with that fur
hat on, made her was towards the young lad, at the same time she undone the
reaming of her blouse buttons, ready for the next part of her assignment!

Sometime later and 005 starts slowly to come around, his head and body
reminded him of what happened to him, how the woman, Ogla, had humiliated him,
beat him badly and crushed him. But still he must try to get through all this
and do his duty. The hurt, broken and downed man dragged himself into semi
consciousness and then pulled himself across the apartment floor towards the
bedroom where he'd last seen Jimmy Bond. He prayed that the woman Olga had not
hurt the lad. Julian could here moans and grunts from the bedroom 'dame!, she
must have beat the lad as bad as she'd beat him.' When he finally pulled his
body to where he could see, the sight inside of the bedroom stunned the man.
There was indeed Jimmy Bond, but he was not hurt or beat up, far from it, from
what 005 could see the lad was lying on the bed, naked and there also was Olga
the sexy Russian spy enjoying him!

The moans and groans had not been from any sadistic beating she had given the
lad but from the fact the she was also naked, except for the fact she still
had that fur hat on, and was on top of Jimmy. The gorgeous woman was riding
the lad, enjoying the youth and fucking the young Bond. She was doing him and
doing him with everything she had and she was enjoying it so much. As Olga
bounced up and down on him, Jimmy's hands and arms came up her body so he held
her large bouncing breasts, his young hands holding them, enjoying them and
how they felt. 005 could not believe what he was seeing 'why the little ...
... '

Suddenly there was a sound behind him, although hurt, injured and in great
pain the agent rolled onto his side to see who, what it was. As he looked up
his eye widened and his mouth opened in shock, then a foot came down, a sharp,
pointed stiletto shoe came down onto the secret service agents throat. Pinning
the man to the floor and silencing him, then the pressure was applied as the
man was slowly extinguished. His gruelling and spluttering was drowned out by
the cries of pleasure and moans of ecstasy that came from the bedroom.

There was one final disgusting sound from the man, then silence, the stiletto
shoe had done it job, 005's body was still. The pair of stiletto shoes stepped
over the body and headed towards the bedroom, Jimmy Bond was in for another
surprise ... ... !

... ... . Bond will retune in 'Revenge of FEMDOM'