Fucked Into Submission – The Spy Who Fucked Me

Fucked Into Submission – The Spy Who Fucked Me

There I stood, pinned to the wall, nowhere to run. My guns were on the other side of the room. How stupid was I to let my guard down!? I guess I better start from the very beginning before I was fucked into submission. It was a mission like every other. The objective? To remove Drago, the notorious spy who went rogue a few years back. This Russian transfer never sat well with me. For one, no one knew his face. There were rumors of a scar that ran across his left eye, but those were rumors. According to his file, Drago shot and killed four of his allies. Some colleagues said he had taken advantage of them over the years. It’s hard to say since the assailant wore his same black mask but never spoke. Drago had a slick tongue, so it was unlike him to stay silent.

Fucked Into Submission – The Search Is On

Since Drago had never met me, the agency sent me. I was top in my class and the most vigilant in the agency. They nicknamed me the foxy sleuth until I was caught and fucked into submission. I could track down anyone and go unnoticed if things go wrong. Once I got to London, I followed his scent. I tracked down every little detail until it led me to a recently opened underground nightclub. At the bar, I felt a hand slide across the middle of my back, causing me to look at the man smiling next to me. He leaned in, gripping my leather jacket to pull me closer. I moved my face as he went to speak. The skinny, tall dork was ripped off me and tossed to the side before he could talk.

Fucked Into Submission – Let The Games Begin

The sudden jerk would have ripped me from my seat if the buff, bald man had not caught me. Blushing, I thanked the man and turned to face the bar. That’s when the man placed a rag over my mouth and nose. Thrashing, I tried to escape, only for him to tighten his bear hug. I felt my strength leave as my eyes got heavier. He chuckled as he muttered something about me getting fucked into submission. When I woke up, I could see my guns hanging across the room, and I was lying on a sofa. My top was off, and I was only in my bra and leggings. I sat up and was now face to face with him. Drago sat in the chair across from me. His black mask was staring at me. He leaned forward but said nothing. His silence was frightening.

Fucked Into Submission – Dragos Reveal

I could feel his eyes as Drago stared at me, peering into me. They traveled across my face. He was reading me, and I could feel it. This was my chance to have him fucked into submission; he had no idea why I was here. Standing up, I smiled. His mask turned to the side, questioning my sudden movement as he backed into his seat. I smiled and slowly walked toward him, showing I wasn’t there to harm him. He pointed to the guns, but I didn’t allow him to speak. “They’re for protection,” I said softly. He relaxed in his seat, spread his legs, and grabbed his chair’s arms. I took this moment to make a move.

My face softened into a seductive smile as I ran my nails up his arm and moved closer. I felt his pulse race as my tits got closer to his face, and my pussy began to rub up his leg. My hand glided from his chest to his mask as my mouth got close to his ear. I pulled his mask up slightly as I whispered, who are you? Really? Drago grabbed my arms and pinned me to the wall. I could feel his dick rubbing between my thighs. “Does it matter? You’re going to be my personal fuck doll, and the whole world will see.”

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