Amy Valentine dropped behind the guard silently. The asian man was armed
to the teeth with nasty weapons but Amy was undaunted. She had spent three hours on this train
hiding in a luggage compartment. After three hours of smelling dirty leather, guns, knives and
martial arts training didn't frighten her like it used to. A nasty kick to the back of the man's
head took him out. He fell silently, never having seen his attacker. This saddened Amy. She was
looking hot today, and so far no one had appreciated her clothes. She almost wore black leather
again, but she saw a great blood red pair of vinyl pants that she had to have instead. The pants
clung to her ass and legs, displaying every curve and bulge of her muscular buttocks. A dark red
sportsbra went perfect with the pants. Though her bare arms and midriff weren't helpful for
concealment, Amy thought she looked great and wasn't that what was really important? Besides, Amy
was the best operative Paragon Industries had; she could do this whole mission without having to
hide. Amy walked down the length of the train car, thinking about what a walk in the park this
mission was. Another agent of Paragon Industries had discovered that the Duchandu Corporation was
transporting something terribly vital tonight. What it was, no one was sure. It could be a person,
a relic or some crazy new invention. It didn't matter to Amy, she got paid the same regardless.
Stealing something she didn't even know was not easy, but that was why they paid industrial spies
like Amy the big money. She thought about gold Buddha statue she was going to buy with this
paycheck and went into the next car. As soon as she touched the doorknob, metal coils sprang from
the sides of the door. In less than a second, hard steel had surrounded and crushed the leggy
brunette to the door. Her body was pressed flat against the door as the door spun on it's axis. Now
she was inside the car she was trying to enter and she wasn't pleased by the delighted laugh she
heard. "Excellent, Ms. Valentine is right on time!" said the ancient but confident voice. ~~~
Bethany Taylor rolled onto the speeding train. Dropping from a bridge onto a train had a sort of
retro appeal to the busty blonde. It was such a cliché, Bethany knew she had to try it as soon as
she thought of it. It was a small distraction, but Bethany felt she needed all the distractions she
could get. This mission might get personal. "Personal is an understatement," Bethany whispered out
loud as she clung to the rooftop. This train was owned by the Duchandu Corporation and the last
time Bethany had tangled with these people, she had fallen hard for a man with steel eyes. He was
the reason she failed the mission and Bethany swore that she would not let his cool demeanor and
broad shoulders distract her again. Mr. Duchandu, the eccentric head of the vast corporation, had
hired the train to carry something important. Granted, Bethany's employers, Diligent Enterprises,
only knew of this because their rivals, Paragon Industries, had sent someone to get it but in the
world of corporate espionage, it was always useful to keep your rivals away from what they want.
Bethany had no idea what the item or person in question was, but then that's why they paid her the
big checks. Bethany thought of the antique cavalry saber she wanted to purchase with her paycheck.
Perhaps if she kept thinking of the saber, she won't loose focus like she did last time. Bethany
stood up on the speeding train and checked her gear. She was wearing black jeans and a black
sweater that couldn't hide her magnificent breasts. The blonde got tired of wearing black all the
time, but what was the alternative? She couldn't exactly hide and kill in the darkness of night
while wearing something colorful. She ran down the length of one train car and leapt to another. A
reasonable guess told her that the best place to protect something on a train was in the dead
center. That is why she wasn't surprised to see a man, also standing on the roof of the train,
holding vigil on the center car. Bethany pulled out her Griffonwing and began firing. The man was
wearing a dark ki, which made him an hard target to hit in the night, but Bethany was an expert
shot. She fired bullet after bullet that should have hit their mark but the man would twist subtly
at the hip and dodge every one. Bethany even aimed one shot at his leg, but he swung a short sword
that deflected the bullet. That was when she knew. "Rikimaru, it is you!" Bethany yelled. Damn, she
hoped she didn't sound desperate. The only man to deny her a mission was standing before her, and
Bethany couldn't figure out if she was upset or not. ~~~ "Ms. Valentine, it is you," Amy heard as
she woke up. Her hands were suspended above her head and she was standing up. As she regained her
senses, she felt a draft. Her pants were missing! "Asshole!" Amy snapped as she looked around the
room. Her pants were lying in shreds on the floor, along with her panties. Damn it! Those were
great pants! "Language," Mr. Duchandu admonished. The venerable Japanese man said before her. He
was a bare wisp of a figure even though he was seated on a wicker throne. Beside him were the usual
powerful silent men who were a few of his many sons. Amy noticed one guy who looked out of place, a
white man who was familiar. "Hudson, you back-stabbing son of a bitch!" Amy snarled. Hudson was the
informant who told Paragon Industries of this train ride. He was the one who assured them that the
most valuable of possessions was on board. He was the one who was going to die painfully if Amy
escaped. "Yes, Mr. Hudson is a back-stabber, but he knows how to deliver," Mr. Duchandu laughed. "I
paid him a lot of money so that I could have you in clutches again. You don't think I forgot you
and my memorable birthday party?" Amy grimaced. She had been sent to kill him in order to stop his
invasion of the American wireless market. Instead of killing him, she had survived a deathtrap and
forced him to honor his bet. She went free and he lost a profitable market. Japanese egomaniacal
old men had a tendency to keep grudges. "But first, Mr. Hudson must be paid," Mr. Duchandu said.
One of the Duchandu sons opened a briefcase filled with cash. Mr. Hudson sighed with relief. He
laughed nervously. "Thank God! I was worried you guys were going to kill me first!" he laughed. Mr.
Duchandu frowned. "I always honor my agreements," he said. One of his sons handed Mr. Hudson the
money. "Now you shall die." Another son silently ran Mr. Hudson through with a knife. The other son
picked the briefcase back up and made sure no blood was on it. Mr. Hudson's body was quickly pushed
into a body bag and zipped up. "now, make sure his widow receives that money," Mr. Duchandu said.
"He did earn it fair and square." "What are you going to do with me?" Amy interrupted. She was the
one hanging by her arms butt-naked after all. The agent felt she had a right to ask. "You?" Mr.
Duchandu asked. "You are going to die for my entertainment. Notice the three boxes beside your
feet." Mr. Duchandu pressed a button and the boxes opened to reveal three rising steel cobras. Each
of the cobras had glowing red eyes and very sharp looking fangs. Mr. Duchandu pressed another
button each of the robotic cobras hissed. "I am an old fashioned man," Mr. Duchandu said. "I
remember my father playing a game with his victims where he would have them dance between three
live snakes. The victim would dodge the snakes until the snakes bit the victim. The victim would
scream, stumble and get bit again. Everyone had a fun time." "But these days, snakes are so
unreliable. They slither away or they get scared. Bah! I am too old to depend on live snakes. That
is why I had these three made. They will lunge for your pretty legs, but they will do it in a
random sequence. Only one will bit at a time, which should ensure a nice, steady dance of
garaunteed destruction. Shall we begin?" "That's it?" Amy demanded, thinking fast. "Tie me up and
let your fake snakes bite me? I might as well just give up and let them bite me right now." "No!"
Mr. Duchandu nearly screamed. "That would ruin everything!" Amy shrugged. That wasn't easy with
your hands tied over your head but she did it. "Then give me a reason to avoid death. How about a
time limit?" Mr. Duchandu growled. "Fine, if you last . . . an hour, you may live." Amy bit her
lip. She didn't think she could last that long, but it was better than nothing. "It's a deal!" "But
first, we must insert the vibrator!" Mr. Duchandu cackled. "My father would be proud." ~~~ "I
thought you might be here, Bethany," Rikimaru shouted. Even above the roar of the train, she could
hear him. "Leave now so we won't have to fight." Bethany slipped her gun into her thigh holster. It
was useless against him anyway. "I won't let you distract me this time!" she yelled defiantly. He
tossed a sword towards her. She caught the katana easily and tested it's grip. Bethany noticed the
handle had her initials on it. "I made it for you," Rikimaru said. "I swore that this time, I
wouldn't go easy on you. "Good!" Bethany snapped. "Let's fight like professionals this time!"
Rikimaru said nothing as he jumped onto her train car. Bethany swept in low, meaning to cut off a
leg but he was already gone. His sword flashed out and caught the moonlight before it barely caught
one of her blonde locks. The blonde pulled back just in time, her own sword flashing out and
slicing the sleeve of his ki. "Nice," Rikimaru said as the wind rippled through the cut. "You
almost touched skin with that one." Bethany smiled. "Next time, I'll go deeper," she yelled.
"That's my line," Rikimaru yelled back. When Bethany blushed, Rikimaru attacked.

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 ~~~ Amy shuddered
as the vibrator came to life inside her. It was attached to a belt that Mr. Duchandu delighted in
strapping on her personally. She was a bit suspicious that the vibrator fitted her perfectly,
curving slightly inside her. Mr. Duchandu had been planning this for a long time. "Is it in too
deep?" Mr. Duchandu asks. "Yes!" Amy responded. She could feel her entire sex vibrating with the
intrusion. The belt straps were very tight around her bare hips. The strap that went between her
buttocks and wrapped around to her sex was especially tight. It felt like she was having a constant
wedgie. "Your swordsmanship is strong," Rikimaru yelled as he fought off a flurry of swings and
slashes. "I've been practicing," Bethany yelled as her foot slipped. She regained her footing just
in time to stop from sliding down the train. Rikimaru paused to allow her to stand again before
disarming her. Her sword went flying, flipping end over end as it disappeared into the night. The
swift man then kicked Bethany's legs out with a footsweep. The blonde hit the train car roof hard
and before she could sit up, Rikimaru had his sword at her chest. "I've been practicing more," he
yelled. "Now, our positions are changed. This time I have won, and it is you who are helpless." A
scowl broke on Bethany's face. "I bet your father would be proud of you!" she yelled back. Rikimaru
smiled. He knelt down between her legs. His voice was soft, but she had no trouble reading his
lips. "Fuck my father," he said. He swung the sword in a tight arc down between Bethany's legs and
the frightened blonde clenched reflexively. She felt a sudden draft and realized the sword had slit
her pants and underwear yet missed her sex perfectly. "Since I defeated you," Rikimaru yelled, "I
get to be on top this time." ~~~ "Dance my pretty one, dance!" Mr. Duchandu cheered as he clapped.
Amy was dancing. A steel cobra lashed out and Amy had to swing her right foot out of the way. As
soon as her foot had moved, a steel cobra to the left lashed out and Amy had to swing both legs
away from the cobra. Of course, this left her vulnerable for either of the other two cobras to
strike that they did almost immediately. All through this bizarre torture, the vibrator inside her
kept buzzing. Her constant movement caused her leather strap on her clitoris to shift and rub. She
was embarrassed by how soaked she was becoming as her clitoris hardened against the leather. The
vibrations were just so strong and powerful; a constant distraction when she needed to watch the
striking cobras. "Ah, look at those legs!" Mr. Duchandu sighed. "There are prettier than even my
sixth's wife's legs." It was true, Amy's legs were dripping sweat and her thighs were shimmering in
the light. The muscles of her calves were in constant motion, flexing for the ancient man's
enjoyment. A carefully placed wall mirror behind Amy provided Mr. Duchandu with a wonderful view of
her tight ass. He couldn't take his eyes off the sight of her tanned buttocks. The sweat that clung
to her curves was intoxicating to watch. It was a shame she couldn't possible live much longer. ~~~
"Bastard!" Bethany groaned as Rikimaru drove his cock inside her. She lifted her hips to greet him,
welcoming his girth inside her. She was already wet and waiting for him and she hated how easy her
body responded to him. Well, she would have hated it if he didn't make her feel so damn good.
"Since I did win, I deserve some spoils of war," Rikimaru said as he pushed deeper inside her.
"Yes!" Bethany agreed before she could control herself. Rikimaru smiled and swung his sword twice
more while his other weapon continued to throb inside her. He then sheathed his sword so his hands
would be free to slip into the two slits he had cut into her sweater. Bethany's back arched against
the train roof as his fingers cupped and squeezed her tits. Bethany's thighs gripped around
Rikimaru's waist and her ankles locked behind his back. He didn't complain. He continued to thrust
inside Bethany's slick sheath while his hands kneaded her massive breasts. She was looking at him
now with a smile and his heart skipped beats whenever her blue eyes would reflect the moonlight.
The blonde couldn't help but moan now as he increased his thrusting. The train vibrated under her,
causing her whole body to tingle. His cock was deep inside her and his hands were doing marvelous
things to her breasts. Everything was perfect according to her body and when his steel eyes would
catch the moonlight, everything was perfect with her heart as well. "This why I practiced so hard
after our last meeting," Rikimaru yelled as he pumped deep inside her. Bethany moaned. "This is why
I requested this duty when I thought you might show up," he yelled as his fingers pinched her
nipples. Bethany shuddered. "This is why I haven't stopped dreaming of you," Rikimaru yelled as his
cock released itself inside her. When the first gush of seed filled her, Bethany threw her head
back and climaxed with him. ~~~ "Just a little longer," Amy groaned as she barely dodged a lunging
cobra. They were moving faster now while Amy's legs were moving slower. She was becoming exhausted
as the random strikes prevented her from finding a rhythm. It was sheer reaction while the cursed
vibrator brought her closer and closer to climax. If she climaxed, Amy knew she would be finished.
She could barely keep her sweat-covered legs moving as it was; how could she move after a sweet
orgasm had racked her body? Amy tried to ignore the growing tension that was building within her.
She tried to ignore the leather that rubbed against her sex and delicious way the vibrator kept
bouncing around inside her. It was going to be hopeless soon. Amy's long brown hair was flying
around her face as she kept moving and she was too tired and breathless to even blow it out of her
face. If only she could tilt her head back, she wouldn't have to worry about it but to stop looking
at the cobras would be death. That was when Amy had her idea. The leggy brunette pulled both legs
up and curled backwards. Mr. Duchandu yelled in protest as Amy brought her legs tight around the
steel chains holding each of her hands. She was upside down and her powerful legs were wrapped
tightly around the chains. Even as exhausted as she was, Amy could hold this position for as long
as it took. "Cheater!" Mr. Duchandu accused and Amy didn't care. Curled up as she was, the vibrator
was now sinking even deeper inside her. Amy let herself go to the orgasm she had been denying. The
climax made her entire body shake in its precarious position but she still held on. Mr. Duchandu
enjoyed the sight of Amy's face upside-down in orgasm, but it didn't improve his mood. ~~~ It took
a long time for them to finish, but when they did, Rikimaru helped her to her feet like a
gentleman. When she nearly fell back down, he caught her in his powerful arms. Bethany was tempted
to fall again. "Now, let's get what you came for," Rikimaru yelled. "I thought I already did,"
Bethany yelled. Rikimaru smiled. "Last time, you failed in your mission because you spared my
life," he yelled as he guided her to a train car's ceiling window. He opened it for her. "It is
time I repaid you for my life." She jumped through and Rikimaru followed. In the room was a single
crate and Bethany watched in silence as Rikimaru dismantled it. She spotted various security
measures on the doors and she was glad that she didn't have to get through them. It still didn't
feel right. "You don't owe me anything," Bethany said. "Failing my mission was my choice, not
something I did as a favor." Rikimaru looked up at her. "Well said," he responded. "Consider this
then to be a gift of my choice." He stood up and presented her with a huge egg. It was as big as an
ostrich egg, though it had strange red veins that pulsed. Bethany took it from him and was
surprised to feel how warm it was. "It's a dragon's egg," Rikimaru said. "Your employers may not
deserve it, but neither does a man like my father." Bethany almost laughed but Rikimaru's solemn
tone stopped her. "A real dragon's egg?" she asked. Rikimaru simply nodded. Bethany decided to
believe him. ~~~ "You can't stay up there!" Mr. Duchandu complained. "You never said I couldn't"
Amy gasped. Her arms were on fire and her legs were cramping but she held on. Below her, three
cobras took turns lunging at her suspended body. "You will fall eventually!" Mr. Duchandu insisted.
"You may be right," Amy moaned as another orgasm swept her body. Compacted as she was, it caused
her body to be tight around the evil vibrator. "Father, the hour is up," one of Mr. Duchandu's sons
told him. Amy waited as her arms shook with exhaustion. "Damn you, Valentine!" Mr. Duchandu cursed.
He pressed a button and the steel cobras retracted back into their boxes. "You may have won your
life today, but tomorrow shall be different," Mr. Duchandu threatened as his sons unchained her
from the ceiling. "Now, get this wench off my train." Amy screamed as she was thrown, pantless and
the vibrator still inside her, from the train. She cursed as she slid down a hill and landed in a
dirty ditch. The angry brunette unleashed a long stream of obscenities as she stood back up. That
was when she saw the bright side of things. She still had the vibrator. ~~~ "Will I see you again?"
Bethany asked Rikimaru as they stood on top of the train. "Of course," Rikimaru yelled. "Though
next time, I might not be bearing gifts." "Good," Bethany replied. "Next time I'll practice more."
The blonde jumped and landed softly in a nice roll on the ground before he could answer. Bethany
would get his answer next time. 

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