Operation Aladdin's Cave
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				Title: <strong>Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 11:44:26</strong>
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				Sam Tyler walked out of Vauxhall Cross, MI6 Headquarters. He preferred it when he did that just to go to lunch instead of on a mission to endanger his life exploring other people's military facilities. Then again, it was a great way to meet attractive women trained to strangle commandos with their thighs.<br><br>Everyone knew Iran was building the bomb. The powers that be seemed to agree they weren't allowed it. Which was why a lot of effort was to be put into causing some industrial accidents in their nuclear caves. The Russians never needed any help having those. In that respect it was helpfuly he'd be working with someone from the FSB on this mission.<br><br>Aaaaah, the ladies of the FSB. Sam could only speculate as to how much time each of their female agents was trained in how to get a man all worked up, make him explode with delight and then murder him horribly. He refused to ask about it. He knew he was the exact kind of man whose tongue they were trained to bite off. Sam looked forward to meeting the next one.<br><br><br>After a nauseating train journey, Tyler checked into first class on an Emirates flight to Dubai. If there's one thing a license to kill got you, it was a very decent expenses account. And all kinds of action. Rested and pampered, the agent got off the plane that evening and took a taxi to his hotel. As had been agreed, he waited in the lobby with a Turkish coffee and a copy of the <em>Daily Mail</em>. Sam was fairly certain it wasn't a widely read publication there. 
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 11:58:23</strong>
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				Lianka sighed and protested when she heard who her partner was but in the end it was to no avail at all. She was going to work together with the infamous Sam Tyler on an operation named Aladdin's Cave. It was basically a simple enough mission: infiltrate in the Iranian nuclear plants, gather intel and, the part she liked best, blow the place to oblivion and make it look like an accident. <br><br>Obviously she could do that alone and the FSB knew that but the British were stubborn and didn't want to put all their faith in Russia so they send Sam Tyler along as a backup. Of course the British thought of her as the back up.<br><br>She was in her first class seat of the Aeroflot flight to Dubai as she read through her orders once more. Rendezvous with mr Tyler at the Al Araj hotel in Dubai and the next morning they would go to Iran. Lianka was told her car should already be at the airport and when she landed and had collected her suitcase she walked out of the airport and looked around for the car. <br><br>It didn't take her too long to find the Russian flag colored Lada Niva and she smiled grabbing the keys. Hitting the button on the key started the car and with the remote control she steered it towards her. <br>"I hate walking," she smiled to the people watching her dumbfounded and she drove off. <br><br>The hotel wasn't too far away and she parked the car, locked it secure and walked into the lobby. She messed up her white short hair with blue highlights and walked to Sam on the bar. Although he was the infamous Sam Tyler, she had never met him in person but she was warned for his charms by others. Lianka was icecold and couldn't be easily persuaded, especially not by a Brit.<br><br>She next to him and ordered a wodka lime.<br>"Lianka Mikhailicheva," she said and offered her hand. "You must be Sam Tyler?"
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 12:38:04</strong>
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				Tyler courteously kissed her hand. "That would be me. Good call on the drink Miss Mikhailicheva." He apprehended a waitress. "I'll have a double Laphroiag please. No ice."<br><br>He sat back down and gestured to the armchair opposite the coffee table. The whisky arrived, and was raised to the vodka lime. "Na zdorovye," he smiled warmly, suppressing the urge to quote Austin Powers. The MI6 handbook expressly forbade it. Instead, he translated <em>Hey baby, fancy a shag</em> into a polite question. "What are you doing for dinner?" Hey, he was hungry after his flight. Not as hungry and uncomfortable as he'd be if he'd flown Peasant Class, but still peckish. <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 13:17:02</strong>
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				"Call me Lianka please. No need for formalities where we're going," she said and sat down on the chair. Finally a decent seat. First class in Aeroflot still meant hard as board seats and zero to none entertainment.<br><br>"Na zdorovye Sam," she made contact to his glass and took a zip. Then came his question about dinner and she realized exactly how hungry she was. <br><br>"What I'm doing for dinner? Hmm. I think I'll find myself a nice British spy and eat lavishly from the British tax money."<br><br>She smiled and took another zip of the glass.
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 13:50:37</strong>
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				"Yeees, the taxpayers," Sam sniggered, rubbing his hands together in the supervillain fashion, "they know how to take care of beautiful Russian agents all right!" He took a large sip of his wonderful and expensive whisky. "Well, there's no point in going out. The best restaurant in Dubai is meant to be just upstairs and the restaurants outside hotels aren't allowed to serve wine. Or any other booze. How the hell do these people digest shawarma without a beer?" he shuddered theatrically. He downed the rest of his whisky. <br><br>"Ready to go? We don't want rumbling stomachs to give away our position," he chuckled, offering Lianka his&nbsp; arm.
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 13:58:56</strong>
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				<em>At least he had a sense of humour.</em><br><br>She took her drink and accepted his arm. He was probably right about the fact that no other restaurants were allowed to serve alcohol but Lianka didn't want to travel any more.<br>As they passed the counter in the lobby, she motioned for the clerk.<br><br>"Can you make sure my suitcase gets delivered to this man's room? And make sure there is a second bed available in the room."<br><br>They went up the stairs to the restaurant which was very luxurious and you'd almost forget you were in the middle of the desert had it not been for the huge windows. Lianka shrugged at the idea of their coming trip and all the dust they had to move around in.<br><br>She picked a table by one of the windows and let Sam seat her. After a quick glance at the menu she decided to go for the steak and mushroom sauce with fries and salad and a basket of bread and garlic butter as a starter.<br><br>"And I'll have a glass of wine please. Red. Sweet."
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 14:30:30</strong>
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				<em>"Can you make sure my suitcase gets delivered to this man's room? And make sure there is a second bed available in the room."</em><br><br>An interesting range of possibilities there. <br><br>"The desert looks better when you've got air conditioning," Sam observed, looking out of the window beside them after daintily parking his date. Two oil sheikhs were dining with their combined total of five wives at a table near them. A quick glance and a grin at them was just as fulfilling as pointing and laughing. <br><br>The waiter recommended the Moorish goat skewers. The house speciality apparently. (http://www.cuisine.com.au/thumbnail?inode=613329875&amp;w=350&amp;h=350&amp;r=255&amp;g=255&amp;b=255) <br><br>Still, according to Sam they were still part of the 'shawarma' food group. He ordered a pint of Beck's to go with it and some hummus and pita to start with. Sam liked to eat local cuisine as long as it didn't contain rodents.<br><br>"So, do you often go skydiving in your car?" he smirked.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 14:37:14</strong>
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				Lianka was disgusted at the traditional ways of having multiple wifes but respected the differences they had in culture.<br><br>"Moorish goat skewers?" she looked at him. "Do you even know what that is?"<br>She showed him a disgusted face as she unfolded her napkin over her lap.<br><br>"Skydiving in my car? I guess you've read the debriefing too in stead of just my profile?" Lianka was surprised by this.<br>"Actually I do. Great way to get behind enemy lines with a good way of transport. Hate to be dropped in that dust bowl with just my two legs and a gun... and you." <br><br>"Think you can handle that?"
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 15:10:55</strong>
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				She looked stunning when she was wrinkling her nose at the local customs and cuisine.<br><br>"Barbecued meat on a stick. Works for me!" Tyler fired back, taking a healthy swig of beer. "Yeah, I read the briefing. How else would I know what you had in store for me? It's a good idea, but I hate ruining the suspension of my cars by dropping them out of planes. It's bad for the carbon fibre."<br><br>"I can handle that all right. If we have to go on any long walks I'll give you a piggy back," he concluded as the bread and dips arrived. He ate a large chunk of pita in a businesslike and ravenous fashion. <br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 15:26:43</strong>
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				Her bread arrived and she took a slice.<br>"So tell me Sam, how did you plan to infiltrate there? Seduce the local girl and shag the information out of her?"<br><br>Lianka was genuinly curious to hear it from him since she hadn't thought about it yet. She had been planning the route to a city with a nuclear factory but she didn't get past that point. Sneaking in would probably be a bad idea and since they were both white, she a little more than him, they would stand out in the city which she told Sam as well.<br><br>"We have to stay low if we want to infiltrate and try to blend in with the locals."
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 16:14:37</strong>
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				"That would be too risky. You never know what's under their burqa till it's too late. Besides, look around you. Does it look like Allah allows women to build his nukes?" Tyler winked. He took some more pita and got down to business. He spoke quietly and quickly.<br><br>"The facility near Shiraz is about 20 kilometres away from the town. We're not going to fool any Iranians into welcoming us inside, given the time we have. We'll have to infiltrate under cover of darkness. The perimeter of the plant is patrolled by the regular army, while the guards inside are Revolutionary Guard. That means the guys outside don't have night vision equipment. We park the car next to a farmhouse half a mile down the road. My Atom's hidden in the haystack. It's amazing how friendly and cooperative the local farmers can be if you offer them a European supercar to take care of and threaten their family if anything happens to it before you need it."<br><br>"Now, the aerial photographs show that the complex has a system of tunnels with entrances guarded by watchtowers. I have a hunting crossbow with strychnine darts to take down the guards on the towers, and the old silenced 9 millimetres should take care of anyone up close. Silence is critical of course. We snipe a tower from the mountains to the east, and then I crawl up to the fence and smear this on it."<br><br>He produced a small tube from his pocket, with a pharmaceutical label on it. He squeezed a tiny speck onto the handle of his knife and held it up by the blade as the handle heated up impressively and a bubbling hole appeared through the metal. No secret agent should ever leave home without a tube of Instamelt.<br><br>"Once we're in, we quietly murder our way to the the reactor and place the Polonium-Thorium Shaped Charge unit on the concrete casing. That'll provide the Chernobyl effect. I understand you were to bring that along? Aeroflot remains the best airline when you're carrying fifteen kilos of explosives and radioactive material. Then we get out before they notice what's wrong and press the remote control when we're in the car and driving away as fast as we can."<br><br>"Finally, once we've accomplished our mission, there's a two seater jet trainer at an airstrip 30 kilometres from the plant. It belongs to an Iranian businessman who wants to keep doing business in London. We'll fly away, staying low until we reach the Persian Gulf to stay under the radar. There'll be US fighters as close to Iranian airspace as they can get to stop the Iranian Air Force following us. Then we land at an American base in Kuwait."<br><br>"So it's fair to say we'd do well to make it an early night," he laughed. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 17:10:33</strong>
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				Lianka listened to Sam and smiled, genuinely impressed at the tube of salve. When the food arrived he was done talking and she started to eat.<br><br>"So what you're saying is we should stealth our way into a top security nuclear facility and stealth and murder our way into it and blow it up?"<br><br>She rolled her eyes and took another bite of her steak. <br><br>"I have a better plan. You follow your plan and when you are inside and get the code red, they all go after you, you keep them busy, I shoot the hell out of anybody I see and place the charges. That way at least one of us stays alive."<br><br>The food was really good and she enjoyed the bite she had. She swallowed and looked back to Sam.<br>"So yes, YOU would do well to make it an early night," she smiled.
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 19:00:05</strong>
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				Sam laid into his main course, quickly finishing his plate as he listened to Lianka. <br><br>"Sounds all right to me. You're in luck Lianka, I polished up my shining armour for this mission," he answered, spearing his last cube of tasty goat on his fork and wolfing it down. He taunted her slightly with a smirk. "You're all rested after your flight and have a busy evening planned then?" His eyebrow rose just a millimetre or two.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>15-05-2009, 08:11:29</strong>
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				Lianka laughed at him.<br>"No my dear Sam but from the sound of it, I get to kill a few guards, blow things up and drive like a maniac. That is something I don't need a lot of rest for. You, on the other hand need to lure the guards out and hope they fall for this trick."<br><br><br>It was a bold plan and to be honest she didn't expect Sam to leave his plan frail and go for hers so easily.<br>"Of course we have to set a rendezvous point where I can pick you up. Dead or alive."<br><br>The way he ate was sickening and when he had gushed down his last bit of meat, she still had half of the steak on her plate and finished it at her own speed, trying not to pay too much attention to it. For an Englishman he was pretty rude.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>15-05-2009, 16:15:13</strong>
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				Sam smiled disarmingly at her. The trick, as with so many women, was to make them think you agreed with everything they said then do whatever you were going to do unobtrusively. He gently took her hand and smiled, "Here's an idea, Lianka, we keep each other alive."<br><br>Once they had both finished eating their plates were taken away. He looked out of the window, at the lights of the skyscrapers outside. "I love the view here. Let's go up to the helicopter pad on the roof and admire it," he suggested. "However much rest we both need, I think it'll be very relaxing." His eyes met hers with a license to charm.
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>15-05-2009, 19:21:39</strong>
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				Lianka had no intentions at all to let him charm her but saw no real harm in him taking her up to the Burj al Arab. <br>As they stood in the elevator she smiled at him.<br>"We do need a plan you know. They might be arabians but they are not dumb or stupid. We can't just dash in there and blow the shit up."<br><br>There was a lot more that was needed such as a backup plan and a place to stay hidden if things would go really wrong.<br>Before he could answer her back, the elevator had reached the top level.
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>15-05-2009, 21:11:53</strong>
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				The doors opened to the panoramic roof. Dubai glistened below them, the beach behind them, and the unfinished Burj al Dubai towered 800 metres tall in the distance. A helicopter stood parked on the helipad, probably ready to pick up someone with multiple wives. Sam led Lianka out of the lift with an arm slung lightly around her waist.<br><br>"They're not Arabs, they're Persians, but you're right, we still need a plan," he shrugged, smiling at her as he admired the view. "We'll scout the area with night vision binoculars first, and obviously sneak in, not dash in. If everything goes tits up and we have to leave without blowing the reactor, they'll probably bomb it from the air. But that could start a war and might not even hit the reactor core. Not to worry though Lianka, we're going to pull this one off. You should have done your stressing and planning on the plane, like I did," he winked playfully, leaning against the railing. <br><br>"Nice scenery, eh?" Sam swaggered, gesturing at the city.
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>16-05-2009, 13:57:20</strong>
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				Lianki raised an eyebrow.<br>"Actually dear Sam, the Persians are the natives of Iran, over the past few decades the Arabians in Iran outbred the Persians making them a minority in their own country."<br><br>She listened to his plan, still not too convinced about it all but decided, seeing his previous records, he probably knew what he was doing. The view was indeed nice although she prefered her own country or some other Central Asian countries over this sand and desert oasis for decadence.<br><br>"I was too busy stressing about my life on the plane. Thank God I made it safely to the ground."<br><br>"The view is nice.. nothing special though."
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>17-05-2009, 16:16:47</strong>
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				"I stand corrected. And you're right, the view isn't that amazing, it's not the Square Mile, but let's give those Arabs some credit for building this pilgrimage site of excess and outbreeding the Persians then, shall we?" Sam teased, grinning only slightly provocatively at his attractive colleague. "You know if you're afraid of flying, I'll take that into account when I'm flying us out of Iran," he winked.<br><br>He stepped a few feet away from Lianka and took another look at the backdrop with her in the foreground, dressed as you'd expect from the best of female secret agents, dressed to kill.<br><br>"The view from here, however, is absolutely stunning and unlike anything I've seen before," Tyler declared with a predatory smile, eyes fixed on Lianka as she stood at the railing and he stepped closer to her again.
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>19-05-2009, 09:13:06</strong>
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				Without taking her eyes of the horizon, she knew very well what Sam was doing. <br>"I'm not afraid of flying. I'm afraid of the Aeroflot planes."<br><br>She raised her eyebrows at his comment and a faint smile appeared on her face. <br>"You know Sam, you are absolutely right. A beautiful woman always enhances the imagine don't they?"<br><br>Lianka had never made a secret of her bisexuality and this was a good moment to slap it in Sam's face.<br>"I would like to take a shower. Will you show me our room?"
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>19-05-2009, 17:57:57</strong>
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				"Great minds think alike," Sam winked, taking Lianka's arm and leading her to the lift. "I could do with a nice, long relaxing bath with a bottle of something myself."<br><br>The lift door closed, and Sam pressed the button for their suite, two floors below them. The lift doors opened again. Sam thought it was funny how being a secret agent was a lot like being rich and famous. <br><br>"Fifty-ninth floor, FSB, MI6, ladies' undergarments," Sam announced with a little helping of Cockney. "Let's see if they should have booked us the penthouse."&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>19-05-2009, 19:08:14</strong>
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				Although Lianka didn't like the macho behaviour Sam was displaying, there was something about him. Something extremely charming and for a moment, being in the bath with him and a bottle of something didn't seem like such a punishment. She was after all beginning to get tired from the long trip from Moscow. <br><br>The mission seemed easy enough but rest was needed anyway. She let him guide her inside the elevator and actually managed to grin at his remark.<br>"The FSB would have booked me a room among the common people, so our hopes go out to MI6," she said and folded her hands.<br>"Please God let those English be as extravagant as they always are. Saving banks like there's no tomorrow. Please don't let them cut down on hotel fundings for their agents."<br>&nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>20-05-2009, 15:36:33</strong>
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				Sam chuckled at her and slipped a strong arm around her waist, hugging her to his side. "Oh I wouldn't worry, we're all very spoiled at MI6 and they always get us rooms which cost as much as banks. You should see the state our hospitals are in even as they pay the City Boys millions in bonuses." He swung open the door and nodded with approval. <br><br>"Hmmm, this is Dubai, right? Does this count as a room for the common people?" he asked, gesturing towards the four poster bed, paintings on the walls, chandeliers and mahogany furniture. "I'll go and start the people's jacuzzi," he winked, kissing her cheek and popping into the bathroom where he not only found a princely jacuzzi, but a remote control for it. "Awesome, we can run a bath without even going in the bathroom," he sniggered, and showed Lianka the remote as he turned the bath up to 'hot', 'full' and 'bubbly'. "Is everything to your liking, Miss Michailicheva?" he winked, pulling a large bottle of champagne out of the mini bar.
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>20-05-2009, 19:38:25</strong>
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				Lianka started unpacking her night equipment and was quite annoyed there was only one bed. She sat her bag on the bed and sat on it. <br><br>"The sofa is all yours," she pointed at the sofa as she told him he wasn't getting into the bed. Something was attractive about Sam and when Lianka went to the bathroom, she didn't close the door and even left it open a little bit.<br><br>She undressed and stepped in the bath with her hair tied together. Minutes later she called him.<br>"You're gonna drink that champagne alone or could I have some as well?"
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>20-05-2009, 19:54:08</strong>
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				Sam grinned to himself at Lianka's poise. He undressed, quickly peeling of his suit and placing the trousers in the trouser press. It wouldn't do to parachute into the desert with creases. He took out a courtesy bathrobe from the cupboard and walked into the bathroom as Lianka called, popping the cork off as he took the two provided crystal glasses to be filled and emptied.<br><br>"Ladies first," he grinned, pouring her a glass and handing her it. He quickly poured himself one, and dropped the robe to reveal a body hardened by seven years of special operations and a penis that willpower kept calm for now. He added some bath foam to the water as he sank in slowly opposite Lianka, raising his glass. "To Her Majesty's and Comrade Putin's expense accounts!" he winked, gazing knowingly into big blue eyes. Underwater, the monster stirred.
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>20-05-2009, 23:30:22</strong>
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				Lianka lied submerged mostly in the foam and the water and took the champagne of Sam. His body was indeed well trained and he was a good sight. Smiling as she saw his member hang calm as he stepped into the bad, she pushed her legs together to give him some space to put his legs.<br><br>"Na zdarovye," she said as she raised her glass. She took a zip from the champagne and felt the bubbles find it's way down into her belly, adding to the already tinkeling feeling there. Being in the bath here with Sam and her feelings she had were strange for her and she cursed herself for it.<br><br>Lying her head down in her neck, she closed her eyes and relaxed.
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 17:42:48</strong>
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				Sam grinned as he saw Lianka relax and warm to his presence. His and the bath's. He slid his body past hers in the broad tub and turned up the water jets with a button on the side as he moved&nbsp; half beside, half behind her and started gently kneading the bath gel into her back and shoulders. Their bodies stroked soapily together as he planted a gentle, breathy kiss on her neck. "Massage?" he whispered with lips almost touching her ear, while running his knuckles down her spine and trying not to poke against her ass too cheekily. His large, strong hands skilfully started working the knots out of her back from the long Aeroflot flight.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 17:53:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka let him do all the things he did surprisingly easy and without any resistance. When he started massaging her, she moved to sit in a more comfortable position so he could reach her back and shoulders better. This was her answer to his question for the massage.<br><br>She softly began to purr as he massaged her back. Normally she'd brake the man's neck for touching her ass but Sam was different. He was disarming to say the least, in stead she let him and quietly hoped he'd touch her firm ass with his strong hands.<br><br>"You always have a professional relationship like this with female partners?" she asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 22:08:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, my female partners aren't always so beautiful or fun to be around," Sam whispered with a grin, slipping his body up closer to Lianka's and nuzzling her lips provocatively as his hands worked on her lower back, which must have taken much of the stress from her Soviet-era plane seat. <br><br>His palms stroked and massaged their way down lower, slipping under her ass and gently pulling her closer as his lips met hers in a light, flickering kiss. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, massaging her body softly and slowly as he pressed more firmly against her, finding her tongue with the tip of his.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 23:01:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The nerves of this man!<br><br>He was way to close for her comfort and his hands were at places they shouldn't be, yet when his tongue invaded hers, she didn't resist it and played with it with her own tongue. She closed her eyes and felt his hands over her bottom.<br><br>Then she let go of the brakes. She turned around and pushed him on his back. Slowly crawling over him, she kept kissing him and let her hands explore his chest and lower thighs.<br><br>"I didn't know something this wrong could feel so good Sam," she whispered between the kisses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 23:26:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Welcome to my world," Sam growled, lying back with a smug grin as Lianka pounced like a Siberian tigress in heat. His hardness pressed against her stomach as he caressed his palms over her front now, stroking the spots he'd missed till then.<br><br>Sam's tongue licked and fought with Lianka's, and one hand closed over her breast, slowly rolling a thumb around the nipple then giving it a firm pinch and letting it drag against his broad chest. The other hand wandered happily lower, squeezing her firm ass and stroking slowly and firmly between her thighs, completing the exploration of her body and going in for a more detailed examination. Sam's eyes fixed on hers and his tongue licked her lips quickly as two fingertips found the top of her sex and stroked the underside of her clit from side to side. Tonight they would fuck like they'd both die tomorrow. As if the glorious hotel room and sheikh-size bathtub weren't incentive enough.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>22-05-2009, 11:06:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka tried to fend off his movies in her mind but found her body not resisting at all. When was the last time she had sex with a good man? Years ago on a mission in North Korea and it didn't end well for him. The day after their intimacy, he got caught and tortured by the Koreans and when Lianka finally got in to rescue him, the Koreans had already taken so much of him that the best thing Lianka could do was end his suffering.<br><br>Purring even louder when Sam pinched her nipple and cupped her ass, she pressed her body closer to his. The strokes on her sex had Lianka gasping out and wrapping her arms around him. Was she ready for this? Oh yes, she wanted him. Somehow this British agent had numbed her defensive wall and found his way straight to her heart in a matter of hours.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>24-05-2009, 16:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam licked, kissed and nibbled at Lianka's lips, then her neck, then her breasts. She was really making him love his job! He pressed her up against the side of the tub, wedging his hard, throbbing shaft between the lips of her pussy, and started rubbing himself slowly over her clit, with a gasp into her mouth as he playfully pinned down her tongue in her mouth again. He let out a soft growl of need against her lips as his hands pawed her breasts, teasing and playing with her hardening nipples as he decided how he wanted to take her first. Her pussy grinding against the shaft and head of his cock was giving him ideas, but he wanted her to ache for it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>24-05-2009, 16:39:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka was boiling inside. Feelings she didn't know she could feel again after the disaster with her last lover, came up like they had never left. Her body rocked and shuddered and the FSB agent let out a gasp when Sam planted the shaft of his member between the lips of her own sex. <br><br>She wrapped her legs around Sam and pushed him closer to her to feel the warmth of his body and almost begging him to take her in the jacuzi.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>24-05-2009, 17:10:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam's eyes locked on hers as he lifted her legs to his sides and slid into her slowly and smoothly. The streams of hot water and bubbles caressed their sides as he moved in and out of her with long, gentle strokes until he'd worked his entire length into her tightness. The feeling of her body in his arms spurred on both his primal instincts and his memories.<br><br>Sam had lost his fair share of lovers. The hard way. His last assignment in Somalia had gone wrong in a vicious and horrible way for his informant, with a machete. The frenzy Lianka had him in soon distracted him from those thoughts. Sam mentally prepared himself before each mission for the worst. The horrors he'd seen were never enough to distract him from the ladies the world was so exceedingly kind to provide him with every time he realised a night might be his last. He kissed the beautiful FSB agent, biting her lips passionately as he ploughed into her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>25-05-2009, 20:28:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam's member slowly got deeper at each of the agent's thrusts and when he was completely inside her, she grunted in pleasure as the beams of the water caressed her skin and Sam's rocking increased speed.<br><br>Lianka felt the pressure inside her mount and she knew she had to release soon. Enjoying the moment to the fullest she moved her hips on the rhythm and closed her eyes, biting her lower lip. She scratched his back with her shiny nails, polished in white blue and red and moaned out as the pressure increased. Slowly she felt the wave retracting all of her motions and then, like a tsunami of feelings washing over her, she shuddered and moaned as the orgasm washed over her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>25-05-2009, 21:38:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He hammered into her roughly, her nails clawing at his back urging him on. After a while he felt her body tense and come, underneath and wrapped around him. The water bubbled unrelentingly. His arms tightened manfully around her, holding her in place as snugly as they could while he plunged into her.<br><br>Sam pressed his forehead to Lianka's as her orgasm washed over, even as he carried on shoving into her. The corners of his mouth curled up into a satisfied grin. His tongue rolled over hers, and he rose up onto his knees still holding her pressed to his chest and his pubic bone, clenching and impaled on him.<br><br>He rose to his feet, lifting and pressing Lianka's back against the tiles wall and cradling her heat and ass in his hands, protecting her from the impact as he slammed home furiously, using her weight to add to the force of their savage coupling. It would take a while for Sam to reach release yet. He slowly let himself slip out of her with a grunt, then shoved back in and pounded, craving exhaustion and orgasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>25-05-2009, 22:43:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling him lift her up and push her against the wall, she wrapped her arms around Sam and hung onto him. His pounding into her felt good, even though she had already had her climax, if he continued any longer, she'd come again.<br><br>She moaned and grunted at each slam of Sam into her and lifted her legs and sat her feet across the jacuzi on the edge of the tub. Kissing him, she tried to rock her hips without sliding off the bath edge, trying to feel him deeper inside her.<br><br>Lianka felt Sam reach his highest point and as he released inside her, she felt the warmth of him crawling up inside her and gasped.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>26-05-2009, 14:47:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam groaned as he peaked, slamming into Lianka in a frenzy as he pumped her full. His thrusts stayed hard and slowed down, and he panted in her ear. Keeping himself pressed inside her, he sank back into the warm water with her.<br><br>"Tonight... we reward ourselves for risking our lives for our countries," San whispered with a chuckle, stroking Lianka's breast gently as he lay wedging her between his body and the side of the bath.&nbsp; "Mmmm... let's clean each other up before bed."<br><br>He wiggled his hips, rolling his gushing shaft around inside her, and handed Lianka her glass, sticking out his tongue with a grin. He took a sip from his own champagne.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>27-05-2009, 17:15:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam knew how to please, that much was sure and Lianka enjoyed it like she never had done before.<br>"And is the reward still to come or have we just had it?" she chuckled and tried to relax as much as she could in the warm water. <br><br>With Sam's shaft still inside her and his arm around her, it was easy to relax and when his hand started stroking her breasts, she purred and closed her eyes. She took her champagne and drank her champagne empty. <br><br>Than she took a spongue and started to wash Sam's chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>28-05-2009, 18:05:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam grinned and drained his own champagne. He let out a soft growl at Lianka's touch, and whispered "Mmm, would you like to be rewarded some more then?" with a lustful, flickering kiss on her lips and tongue. He rubbed his chest soapily against hers, enjoying the relaxing feeling of her hands moving over his body.&nbsp; The blood was surging to his manhood again and he could feel himself hardening quickly with his lover still wrapped tight around him. He nuzzled her with a soft growl and continued massaging her where he's left off, rubbing the scented bath gel into every beautiful curve of her body. Luckily they didn't have to get up too early the next morning.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>28-05-2009, 19:16:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka felt his reaction to her caressing his chest inside her and grinned. <br>"Turning on a man is as easy as switching on the light."<br><br>She leaned over and kissed him.<br>"If the reward is the same as before than I'd have to say no," she said as she bit in the air growling at him. Being clumsy on purpose, she let the glass of champagne fall into the bath water. <br>"Oops," she gasped out exagerated as she slammed her hand for her mouth. "I'm such a clumsy girl. I'm sure a strong man like you knows how to train me not to be clumsy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>30-05-2009, 20:57:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam grinned and bit her ear hard with a growl. "Yeah, you're a very naughty secret agent," he growled, "What are we going to do with you?" His tongue traced down the side of her neck, followed by another bite. He slipped his raging hardness out of her, pulling her away from the glass to prevent a nasty&nbsp; accident, and grabbed her wrists, first her left, from behind, then her right arm, turning her onto her stomach forcefully and exposing her cute arse as he restrained her arms behind her back. "Why don't you pick that up with your teeth?" Sam whispered, brushing his lips up her neck. His muscular legs pinned her knees down as he playfully but firmly showed the clumsy girl his strength, releasing a wrist to rub a soapy palm all over her front and sex before grabbing her wrist again and bending her forwards, towards the glass at the bottom of the tub just in front of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>01-06-2009, 20:27:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka purred as Sam forcefully turned her arms behind her back and turned her on her stomach. She was impressed with his strength as he pushed his knee down on her to keep her pinned. Lying in this position, pinned on her stomach, her hands behind her back instantly made her turned on like a lightbulb. <br><br>Seductively she bit in the water a few times before getting the glass between her teeth. She lifted her head and presented Sam the glass.<br>"Hm you are a strong man indeed Sam Tyler," Lianka said with a growl. <br>"But it takes more to bring down a Russian spy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>02-06-2009, 19:00:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So I've noticed," Sam chuckled, still holding Lianka's arm behind her back and keeping her in a gorgeous, submissive, bent over pose in front of him as he put away the glass. He yanked her head back by her short pretty hair and kissed her softly with sharp bites to her tender lips, over her shoulder, still restraining her arm behind her. His free hand rubbed slowly and teasingly over her breasts, giving each a firm little slap to the underside of the nipple, then traced its fingertips down her stomach. Sam's tongue forced itself roughly back against hers. Gripping her clit between two knuckles and swirling his thumb in a tight little circle over it, he grunted into her mouth as he held her in place, forced her thighs wide apart from behind and entered her from behind in the warm, soapy water, his groin shoving up against her arse as he plunged deep into her with a muffled gasp.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-06-2009, 19:58:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka felt good and purred in pleasure as Sam yanked her head back and kissed her roughly. His tongue invaded her mouth and she struggled a bit against him restraining her. <br><br>She squeeled at he clamped her clit between his knuckles and swirled his thumb over it. Then he forced her legs open and Lianka sat on on her knees, leaning over forward in his embrace. If he'd let her go, she'd fall forward in the water and when he thrusted his member inside her, she felt like that.<br><br>Moaning out she wriggled her thighs around him voluntarily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 13:56:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam mounted her with a growl, slamming deep into her and grabbing her other wrist behind her back as well. Her cheek was pressed against the side of the tub as Sam hammered into her tight pussy. He leaned over her, biting her neck and licking her face as he restrained and fucked her, pinning her down as he enjoyed her submissive side. Sam loved a girl who liked it rough. He rolled onto his own back with a playful growl, still holding her arms behind her back as she ended up impaled on his cock on top of him. He pulled back her head by her hair and kissed her hungrily, biting down on her lips and tongue as he pounded her roughly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 14:09:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam was even better than her other lover but still he was holding back and Lianka tried to get that last bit of restrain out of Sam. <br>Completely submissive she allowed him to do anything he wanted and although the feeling of her cheek pressed to the side of the tub and water in her face wasn’t a good feeling; the water got into her mouth and nose, she didn’t struggle. <br><br>He was really slamming inside her as she was on her stomach in the water, knees planted on the bottom of the tub and her firm ass pointing towards him and wide open. Then he rolled over to his back and in the proces, Lianka’s head submerged. When he yanked her up again, still holding her arms, she coughed and gasped for air as she was now on top. <br><br>Smiling and moaning for more and more, he shut her up by pulling her hair back and kissing her. She felt the blood flow from her lower lip as he bit down on it hard and played with her tongue. The feeling inside her was overwhelming and despite the fact Lianka wanted much much more, she felt her second orgasm of the night rise inside her.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 16:49:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam rocked and wriggled himself deeper into her, loving how she reacted to his assault. He rolled onto her again, pinning her wrists down behind her head as he drove his cock into her with all his weight. He nipples poked out of the water, glistening invitingly, and he swirled his tongue over each with greedy bites and sucks. It was always good to build up a good understanding with one's partner on a mission. He released Lianka's wrists and wrapped his arms tight around her waist as he nibbled and sucked her lips and nipples, feeling her tighten around him as they thrashed in the hot, foamy water.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 19:05:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she finally had her hands free, <em>she hoped he'd bound them tight</em>, she wrapped them around Sam as he rolled her over. The warm water sending goosebumps over her entire body, she purred as Sam suckled her nipples and still rode her into her second orgasm. <br><br>She violently trashed and rocked in the tub as she pushed his hips down into her with her now free hands. Moaning loudly, but not like a pornstar, <em>God she hated those</em>, she rode out the orgasm and fell limb as all her strength wailed from her body.<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 19:40:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam grunted as their joint efforts sent first Lianka to the land of pounding orgasm, then himself. Gasping against her lips, he humped and thrust as she milked another load out of him, and sqirted her full with it. He slowed down, stretching his body and pressing against her with a satisfied growl.<br><br>"Time for bed?" he whispered, nuzzling her in the afterglow and tracing his hands over her. "You naughty secret agent, you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 20:07:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt him shoot his load into her again and felt a little disappointed when he slowed down. She purred into his neck and softly bit it.<br><br>"Only if we have to," she moaned. She wanted Sam to take advantage of her. Deep cravings inside her were awakened by the play in the tub and now she was left unsatured. Soon, she'd be his'. She felt it and she longed for it.<br><br>Slowly and a little reluctant, she stepped out of the bath and started drying herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 20:21:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Come on, I have another treat for you before bed," Sam grinned, getting out of the bath with her and wrapping a large, fluffy towel around them both, pressing his warm, naked body against hers as he towelled them down. He dropped the towel after rubbing against her deliciously for a bit, swept her roughly off her feet and ran to the bed with her. He tossed her lightly onto the soft sheets and ducked beside the bed to open his suitcase. He'd come prepared. <br><br>"Allow me to continue your massage," he growled, jangling two pairs of light handcuffs that he clapped onto her wrists, then fastened to the bedposts, stretching out her arms helplessly. She was fastened face down on the bed, and Sam slipped behind her to nibble his way down her spine, starting with a promising growl in her ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 21:02:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka was surprised at his sudden roughness as he tackled her in the bathroom and tossed her on the bed. Before she could react to his sudden swing, she saw him grab the handcuffs and grinned at him.<br><br>"It seems you did," she gasped out as he bound her wrists on the bed poles. Lying face down on the bed, naked and in the hands of a British secret agent. It was so wrong but felt so damn good. She could help but get wet and purred as Sam growled in her ear.<br><br>"You're full of surprises mr Tyler."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>04-06-2009, 17:03:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam growled with a filthy grin and pulled her head back by her air for a kiss, reaching underneath her to grope a breast, and gave her a sharp slap on the ass. His hand parted her thighs and rubbed over her throbbing sex as he ran his free hand up and down her spine, then underneath her again as two fingers slipped into her, curling over her G spot. "What is your mission, agent Michailicheva,?" he growled in her ear with a snigger, wiggling his fingers deeper into her pussy and giving her ass another spank. His tongue traced around the base of her neck as his hands played with her gorgeous, helpless body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>04-06-2009, 19:37:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka gasped for air as her ass was being spanked and when he yanked her head back again. The heat in her ass felt amazing and when he stuck two fingers inside her, she moaned in pleasure. She rocked her hips as he curled them up to her g-spot.<br><br>"I.. I'm to spy on the .. Iranian nuclear bases.." she had troubles speaking with so much pleasure running through her vains. "And stop .. the process. uhh.. fuck.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>04-06-2009, 19:52:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam flickered his fingers inside them in a beckoning motion, and gave her ass another ringing slap. "Try again. What are you tied up in a hotel room in Dubai for, agent?" He pushed his fingers in and out of her soaking pussy, wriggling them against the walls as he swirled his fingers on the spot inside her that made her gasp. He knelt over her face, grinning down into her eyes and stroking his precum-glazed erection over her face. Reaching underneath her, he swirled moist fingers slowly around her nipples before giving each a firm pinch and tug. "You should be more careful, going to blow up nuclear reactors with strange British operatives. Bad agent!" he teased, poking his cock between her lips as he gripped her hair lightly and slapped her ass again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>04-06-2009, 20:36:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because I.. I'm a dirty... Russian.. slut spy," she managed to moan out while his fingers wriggled around inside her. Then he stopped and knelt in front of her, slapping his cock in her face. She tried to get it in her mouth. His hands felt nice beneath her body and when he started pinching and tugging them, Lianka cried out. <br><br>She was getting mad from pleasure and cried out for more. He sat his cock at her mouth and slapped her ass tugging her hair.. Moaning in pleasure she opened her mouth and hoped he would reward her with his cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>04-06-2009, 21:07:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good answer," he grunted softy, slipping his cock into her eager mouth and thrusting lightly against her tongue with a gasp. His hand wandered between playing with her breasts and slapping her ass as his other hand started fucking her pussy, rolling and flexing the length of his fingers quickly inside her. He squeezed her buttocks where his hand had left pink prints, spreading her flesh as his fingers explored her wetness, stroking her welcoming walls that he'd already felt the pleasure of and which he'd soon enter again. He gushed precum into her mouth as he pushed himself a little deeper.<br><br>"If you're a good slut spy I'll allow you to cum. Not yet though," he growled in a whisper, fingers probing at the most sensitive spot in her spread pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>04-06-2009, 21:20:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Greedily she sucked off Sam's thick large member and growled primitive howls from deep down in her throat. She rocked and wriggled her hips and waist inviting him inside her. Lianka was crying from pleasure begging him with bodylanguage to fuck her hard.<br><br>She had expected a lot to happen but not this. Rocking the bounds on her wrists, she shivered and shuddered at his fingers invading her and his cock in her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>04-06-2009, 21:36:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He closed his eyes and fucked Lianka's heavenly mouth as she sucked him hungrily. Ah, the spirited women of the FSB! Such a perk of the job!<br><br>Sam's eyes locked on hers, glowing with lust. Watching her take him in her mouth was a view to savour. He flickered his fingers into her faster, more roughly as she wriggled her desire onto them. The heat from her core was intense, burning for his cock to quench it and quench it good, he felt. "Mmm... you want a nice MI6 cock to fuck you till you squeal, hmm? Suck harder, and you'll get some..." he grunted, slapping her ass hard and squeezing her breasts roughly. His two fingers in her entrance drummed out a rhythm against her walls as he worked his beautiful FSB contact into a beautiful state of heat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>04-06-2009, 22:15:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was now trashing the bed and the bonds and sucked at his cock with all the strength she had inside her. It wasn't much left as she had to focus also on his fingers playing with her pussy. <br><br>He talked dirty to her and God did she love that. She wanted to talk and speak and beg him to fuck her hard. Disgrace her and humiliate her. Instead she made some gurgling sounds in an attempt to make her point. He fucked her mouth hard and she sucked him off like her life depended on it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>04-06-2009, 22:50:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could feel her need as she guzzled him. Skilfully, beautifully, and with sexy muffled noises. It was so good he even pulled out of her mouth after a bit, to spare himself and to tease her for now. He slipped his body against hers, draping himself over her as his fingers fucked her from behind. He kissed and licked her neck and lips with a nibble, turning her head and pressing his desperate erection against her ass while he played with her. "Mmmm... so good... you really want it in there, don't you," he growled, "you want my meat shoving deep, hitting you right here..." - his fingers&nbsp; poked her firmly in the g spot, stabbing into her like a little cock, warming her up for the real thing - "you just want to feel me do this..." - she felt him enter her soaking cunt, slowly and deeply, shoving inside until his balls pressed against her swollen lips, with a wiggle of his shaft inside her wet tightness - "... so ask nicely!" He reached under her, first turning her head to bite and suck on her lips for a moment as he kept himself pressed inside her, then slowly pulled out to tease her, wanting her with her ass in the air, squealing for him. His other hand reached under her and rubbed her clit slowly, pushing just one finger just inside her, just to make her ache for him all the more as he fondled her, claiming her body for his pleasure...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 08:30:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned and almost got in trance. As he pulled out of her mouth, she followed his cock as far as she could and then cried out for it. <br>Lianka now focussed fully on his fingers inside her, bringing her to higher levels as he knew which buttons to hit. Then she felt his big erection pressing against her ass. <br><br>I want it there!<br><br>Squirming at him as his fingers touched her g-spot and moaned out a long drawn yes. Then he slowly filled her up with almost no resistance as she was as wet as it would get. With ease he filled her up and Lianka gasped as he bit her bit lip again and pulled out. Like a vampire he seemed to be licking the little blood coming from it and he pulled back. <br><br>As in a natural reaction, the Russian agent raised her ass high in the air, begging him to fuck her.<br>“Sam!,” she cried out, “please, fuck me like a slut.” <br>The last words turned into a high pitched yelp as he started rubbing her clit and sliding in a finger again.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 15:04:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam grinned at Lianka's sexy, desperate reaction to his teasing and added a third finger to her gushing wet pussy. "Mmmm, I might just do that," he whispered, kissing her lips tenderly and playing with her breasts some more. First he pulled his body away, keeping her pussy in place in his hand, and dipped his head down to lick up her juices. His fingers worked her a little more roughly as his lips encircled her clit and his tongue flickered in her entrance. "Grrrr... wan to fuck you like a dirty slut..." he grunted, intoxicated by her scent and taste, his instincts flooding his system. He grabbed her hair and her hip, rammed himself in her nice and deep, and started fucking her very slow and deeply with a gasp of pleasure as he entered, and several firm slaps on her ass as he started pounding her roughly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 15:23:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His tongue felt like heaven and soon she felt the orgasm build up. As Sam yanked her head back by her hair, Lianka wanted to raise her torso to ride against his balls. She got up, forgetting the bounds and trashed them while moaning as she couldn’t raise her torso up enough for her liking. The spankings weren’t hard enough for her and his speed wasn’t either.<br><br>Lianka was overloading and she started rocking her hips violently onto his cock increasing to the speed he already had. She wanted to scream but as she was going to, the orgasm washed over her and all that she produced was a long drawn, very loud moan of pleasure.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 15:34:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam roared, biting down on Lianka's neck as he took her hard. Enough of the teasing, he was aching for it. He slammed into her hard and fast, chafing his knees on the sheets, almost flattening her body underneath him. Her loud orgasm was beautiful, and her clenching muscles gripping him made him shudder and groan as he hammered his cock home, loving the dirty, wet squishy noises of it churning her pussy. Another long, hard spanking followed as Sam fucked her for dear life, gritting his teeth to hold out just a little longer as he used her clenching pussy. <br><br>"Cum some more," he growled, reaching underneath her to rub her swollen clit as he powered into her again and again, feeling his orgasm build.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 11:53:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was being fucked like she didn't excist and the roughness Sam was fucking her with was heavenly. His weight pushing her down on the bed. Her orgasm had only just faded but the way he was doing her made it feel like it never stopped. <br><br>Lianka kept riding the pleasure as she heard the noises coming from between her legs and his spankings. Moaning and screaming she moved her body in the rhythm of his fucking. Then he rubbed her sensitive grinded clit and she thought she's explode. <br><br>As she felt Sam build his orgasm, she unleashed her own and felt it go enhanced as he shot his load up to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 14:26:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam groaned with release as he buried himself deep inside her, lifting her head and stabbing at her tongue with his. He gripped her clit between her fingers and started squirting his load into her clenching pussy with hard, fast thrusts, pressing into her up to the palls as he pumped her full, panting. His slaps rained down on her tenderised ass cheeks as their tongues played and his thrusts&nbsp; slowed down with his orgasm. Finally, he uncuffed her wrists and pinned her down gently, her pussy still gripping him around the base of his cock as he licked and kissed her lips and neck, catching his breath.<br><br>"Mmmmm... good spy," he growled softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 15:25:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka was exhausted but it had been a wonderful sensation from the bath up to now. Panting and heaving to catch her breath, she rolled off the English spy and laid on her back staring to the ceiling of the lavish hotel room. <br><br>She felt she had to say something but could not find the right words for her feelings at that moment. In stead she turned on her side and wrapped her arms around Sam, kissing him on the lips again. <br><br>“For a spy, you are pretty good in bed Sam,” she said teasing. Suddenly she got hit by some seriously submissive feelings and she saw herself crawl at Sam’s feet with a nice collar around her neck.<br>“I could use a drink before we go to sleep,” she said and rolled off the bed and poured herself a wodka and looked at Sam what he wanted.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 16:28:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm, you're not bad yourself," Sam growled against her lips, squeezing her no doubt glowing ass as she bent over to pour her drink. "I'll have the whisky please pet," he growled softly, reaching over and rubbing his palm firmly up over her breast, nuzzling her neck mischievously. "You know, I'm looking forward to that long plane ride together in your Lada," he whispered as he groped her fondly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 16:38:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Did he just call her pet? Nah, that must have been a mistake. She didn’t hear it right she was sure of that. With his hands still exploring her body and him nuzzling her neck, she poured him a whiskey and got wet at the thought of being his pet. Nothing was left of the tough, dangerous spy Sam had met at the hotel lobby a few hours ago. Like a once strong candle returned to wax, she was returned to a fringe of the girl she used to be.<br><br>Lianka handed him the whiskey and sat on the bed, under the sheets, hiding her arousal for Sam.<br>“Russian girls are more comfortable than Russian cars,” she smiled at him. “But don’t get your hopes all high, you’ll be sitting next to me.”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 17:01:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam sniggered and took his drink, raising his glass to hers before downing it, satisfied. He pulled her closer against him and covered their bodies with the sheet, inhaling her sexy scent as he gave her a lingering, alcoholic kiss, tasting the cocktail of their mouths. He felt her heat against his thigh and rubbed slowly and happily against her moist sex, his palms and fingers tracing down her body. "Mmmm, I've noticed you're more comfortable than a Russian car," he smirked, grinding his thigh provocatively between her legs, against her folds. "Those seats had better fold back easily, at least," he laughed.<br><br>Mmmm, he thought, a wonderful way to build each other's trust and make up for the danger and discomfort of the mission. He wondered if MI6 would take kindly to him working more closely with the FSB in future if they offered him Lianka's help in future.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 20:04:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka closed her eyes and bit her lip as Sam rubbed her sex again. She was far from satisfied but knew if the mission was to succeed, they had to take their rest. In one big drink she downed her glass too and put it on the side table.<br><br>"The seats can do a lot more than fold back Sam," she said, ignoring his comment on her being comfortable for the sake of their night sleep.<br><br>She rocked her hips untill she lay flat and turned on her side facing outwards. If she would be facing Sam, she might betray her submissive feelings to him and although the idea of that sounded very good, it wouldn't be wise. Not yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>09-06-2009, 04:39:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam smirked and slipped his arm around Lianka's waist, nuzzling her neck and lips as he spooned up against her. "Good night, Spy Kitten," he whispered with a playful kiss, His thighs and hands found places to grope and rub against her once more. Luckily the agents didn't have to make too early a start, but judging by the sexual lightning between them, they'd need to get some sleep before they put their mission fitness on the line.<br><br>Sam slowly fell asleep holding Lianka snugly against his chest, resting his lips on her neck. The searing bright sun brought the morning, and Lianka's ass pressed against him brought Sam morning wood as he slept.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>09-06-2009, 09:52:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka slept like cinderella. She had the best night in a long time and Sam’s arms around her offered her a good protection. Outside it was searing hot even at night and the FSB agent was happy the room was fitted with aircondition. It couldn’t stop the sunlight from warming the bed as the bed was placed directly under the window. <br><br>The agent had raised her head a few times, looking out of the window onto the ocean but soon lowered her head as the sun was burning through the window. She turned a few times and finally found a position she was comfortable with and fell asleep again, he rbody firmly pressed against Sam’s.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>09-06-2009, 20:23:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam slowly woke up to the sun shining in his eyes, and grinned as he wiggled his morning erection against her ass with a bite on her neck. "Morning, you dirty FSB spy," he growled, rubbing his palm over her breasts and giving them a greedy squeeze. "Rise and shine pet!" He pinched and tugged firmly at her nipples to get her attention, wedging his hard shaft between her ass cheeks. "Did you sleep well, baby?" He lifted her chin a little to lick his way up her neck and give her lips a kiss and a nibble.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>09-06-2009, 21:03:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Pet? Did he say it again? Could it really be?</em><br><br>Lianka grunted as she felt his hard on grinding against her. <br>"Hmm I slept great master," she said softly. <br><br>She decided to take the risk. What was the worst that could happen after all? Greedily she joined the kiss and enjoyed his presence next to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>09-06-2009, 21:45:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm, I like the sound of that," Sam whispered, tracing his hand down her stomach to circle his fingertips lightly over her sex, homing in on her clit and grinding over it slowly. His other hand found and fondled her breasts as his teeth nibbled around the base of her neck, and he oozed a little precum as he wiggled his manhood between her ass cheeks, loving the heat of her body in his hands.<br><br>"A quick romp, then room service for breakfast?" he proposed, rolling her clit gently between his fingers, pushing back the hood with his thumb and tracing one fingertip very lightly over her exposed bud under the sheets.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 09:28:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka moaned softly at Sam's gentle touch. Frankly Sam could have proposed anything, she would have done anything he said. Sam had reduced her to some ooze or hot wax. He had full controll over her without knowing it himself.<br><br>His hands touching her felt like a silk shirt and then she felt his member grinding between her ass and she purred in pleasure.<br><br>"Just a quick one then," she whispered with a throat dry as gravel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 14:24:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam grinned wickedly, slapping Lianka's clit gently with his fingers. He pulled a pillowcase off a pillow with a sly grin and tied it firmly around Lianka's head, blindfolding her. "Lie on your back," he whispered, stroking her breasts and kissing her hard as he pushed her onto her back, groping her playfully. His mouth followed his hands and licked, bit and sucked at her breasts as he ground his hard member over her sex with a growl.<br><br>He reached into his bedside closet, where he'd hidden a few useful supplies. A studded leather dog collar on a leash. Perfect for swatting hot Russian ass with as well as keeping a lady on a tight leash. He clipped the collar around Lianka's neck and gave it a tug. "Come on pet, you're looking great." He led her to the mirror and lifted the blindfold for a moment, grinning at her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 14:39:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let him blindfold very very willingly and followed his orders, turning on her back as if it was normal already for him to give her the orders. <br>All she was left with was his mouth kissing and biting her breasts as she felt his hard member grind over her sex, instantly getting wet and desiring him more and more. <br><br>Then he clicked the collar around her and Lianka squirmed and moaned in pleasure as he gave it a firm tug, almost pulling her off the bed and leading her to the mirror. The sight of herself on all fours with the collar on held by Sam felt good and right.<br><br>All she could do was squirm as she cocked her head looking at herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 14:57:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam grinned down at her in a way you wouldn't want to see a dog owner eye his pet. He tugged back on the leash, kneeling behind her and bringing her head back for a kiss as he pushed the blindfold back over her eyes, rubbing his hand over her sex and feeling her heat. Still holding the leash near her neck, he dipped his head down to lick and sniff her pussy, enjoying the smell and taste of his bitch in heat. He rose to his knees and gently pulled her pretty blindfolded head towards his raging hard cock. "Breakfast," he growled, slowly inserting his middle finger into her wetness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 15:19:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka was just squirming at the mirror and quickly took 'her' breakfast. Sucking on it and grinding it between her teeth. <br><br>Where did she get so wrong? She had completely submitted herself to Sam Tyler, the infamous MI6 spy with a reputation of breaking hearts. Would she let him break hers too? She sucked him off trying not to think about it, hungry for the desert.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 15:27:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam grinned down at her, oozing precum into her mouth with grunts of pleasure. He held her head in place and teased her sex mercilessly with his fingers, dipping them in and out of her as he rubbed and flicked her clit. She was certainly good, and he encouraged her with a few playful but hard slaps on the ass as he continued fingering her and pushing apart her thighs as she pleasured him with her ass in the air. "Grrrr, you want to get fucked hard by your spymaster, hmm?" Sam growled, thrusting instinctively into her mouth and giving her another firm spank, digging his fingers deep into her tight wet pussy and caressing her G spot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 15:43:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It felt so good feeling him controlling her. The precum tasted wonderful and Lianka grunted and moaned as he played with her sex. She was getting incredibally wet and when he spanked her ass, she gasped for air. The thrust of Sam in her mouth had her gag but quickly regained herself.<br><br>All she could do to answer his question was blink her eyes and nod slightly. <br><br><em>Yes Sam I want to get fucked like there is no tomorrow. Fuck me with more rage than you ever felt for your worst enemy.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 15:57:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could feel how wet and ready she was around his fingers. After another minute or so of heavenly blowjob he pulled out of her mouth, impatient to mount her like an animal. He slapped her ass viciously and shoved his rock hard cock into her deep and fast, her wetness welcoming his savage thrust. <br><br>He cupped his fingers over her clit and the top of her spread labia, rubbing her and holding her open as he rammed into her, his balls slapping against her ass and lips. Pulling back her head on the leash, he slithered his tongue between her lips, biting at them with a low roar as he took what he needed. Rubbing her quickly, Sam hammered his manhood against the back of her pussy.<br><br>He held her head back, against his shoulder, and enjoyed the look on her face every time she felt him slam home against the entrance of her womb.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 16:16:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her body welcomed him inside her, responding to it with a large savage almost animalistic roar. Lianka couldn't think of anything else but his cock inside her and rocked her hips violently on his stick. Her head was pulled back and the lack of control she had, shut down her mind, fully concentrated on the sensation of him fucking her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 16:34:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam ran his knuckles down her spine, tugging at the leash and slapping her ass. He was beginning to go crazy for the way her body reacted to him. Rutting into her fiercely, he grabbed one of her arms and&nbsp; gripped it behind her back in his right hand with the leash. Then he got back to rubbing her clit as he concentrated on pounding Lianka into a senseless puddle of pleasure.<br><br>Gripping her hair as well as her leash and arm, Sam leaned forward to lick her face, baring his teeth as he dominated and thumped into her body. "Good girl, fuck me..." he half growled, half gasped.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 16:41:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka's ability to speak had left and all she could produce was a deep purr, like cat sunbathing. Her body being completely dominated by the spy... her arm hurt as did her sex. To Lianka it was sheer pleasure. Squirming and twisting her body she wanted more and more. Her body begged for it as she kept pressing her hips closer against Sam's member and licked her lips as he pulled her hair back too.<br><br>When she spoke, she replied in a high, incomprehensible, sound unable to connect her brain to her body functions. She was closing an orgasm and wondered if the sex was this good, if she would survive the orgasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 16:59:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam's tongue licked greedily over hers, and he released her arm to give her ass and clit a few sharp, firm slaps as he fucked her faster, leaning back and rolling his hips to hit every spot inside her. Rolling his tongue against hers, he rubbed his palms up slowly over her hard nipples, pinching them roughly.<br><br>Then he grabbed her leash, slapped her ass with a grunt of encouragement and pistoned into her, giving her more than a stroke a second of his battering ram of a cock. His fist tightened around her leash and he yanked on it, biting at her sides like a rabid, mating animal in a frenzy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>12-06-2009, 12:20:15</strong>
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				Lianka's body was shuddering like it had never done before. She felt Sam yank the collar and she squeeled at it, then his teeth onto her skin and the immense speed of his member thrusting into her generating enough heat to light Moscow in winter.<br><br>Then she got struck by the orgasm. She moaned out like it was her deathwail and felt her body make spastic moves she never thought she could do in her life. The pleasure of the orgasm was unlike anything she felt and finally her senses were overload. <br><br>As she reached for his mouth to kiss him, the power of the orgasm became too much and she lost consciousness, her body still shivering and enjoying the orgasm.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>12-06-2009, 13:37:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam was in a frenzy, and by the looks of it Lianka was&nbsp; enjoying herself quite a bit too. He gritted his teeth as he mounted her furiously, rubbing and biting and fucking her and yanking on her leash. Her wails were gorgeous.<br><br>As he felt her clench him and writhe with ecstasy, he groaned and ploughed into her roughly, skewering her like a piece of meat as he felt the beginning of his own orgasm. He felt her go limp in his arms even as he was squirting her full. Sam grinned to himself.<br><br>"Mmmm... good FSB kitten,"he growled in her ear, stroking her face and cuddling her against his chest, still enjoyably buried in her dripping pussy. He gave her clit a pinch and her ass a slap, then kissed her long and softly, like a prince trying to wake up the princess speared on his cock.<br><br>"Grrr... time for breakfast," he growled, kissing her hungrily and groping her breasts possessively. "You call room service," he growled mischievously, rubbing her clit slowly but firmly with his thumb and tugging on her leash. Stroking her face, he undid her blindfold even though it looked cute on her, and passed her the phone from his bedside table with a grin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>13-06-2009, 14:53:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Far away she heard Sam growl and his touch all over her body. Then he took off the blindfold and she got herself together again slowly. Panting heavily, she called the room service and between her gasps for breath the ordered the most luxurious breakfast the hotel had and climbed on the bed again.<br><br>Lianka hoped he would use her as his personal pet now but also realized they still had a mission to accomplish and that could be difficult under the circumstances she wanted. For now though, she curled up on the bed and purred softly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>15-06-2009, 07:20:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam slipped his arm around Lianka, pulling the covers over them with a soft growl. "Mmm, good morning," he smiled, stretching a little, "sounds like you ordered us something good!" He ran his knuckles slowly down her spine, appreciating her naked body beside him. "When we've accomplished our mission, allow me to take you a party on your lead some time. You love it, don't you?" he teased, tugging her collar and biting her neck softly.<br><br>Soon afterwards, room service came knocking. Sam put on his bath robe and used his large frame to block the view of Lianka on the bed through the doorway. "Here kitty!" he called to her with a grin after closing the door and inspecting the impressive breakfast on the trolley.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 10:01:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had finally recovered from the wild and rough orgasm and growled as Sam ran his knuckles over her bare back. His remark was lost to her. Lianka was too tired and to far away still to understand what he was saying but she was pretty sure that she would like it since he ended with the remark that she liked it.<br><br>A little frightened that the roomservice might see her in her curled up position on the bed but was soon satisfied when she saw Sam protecting her, or his property, well enough not to be seen. When he called her she purred and almost automatically, she got to all fours and climebd off the bed. Wriggling her ass in the air, she crawled to the tray with breakfast and sat on the floor looking at Sam.<br><br>The breakfast smelled fantastic and she was quite hungry. Their rendez-vous point at the landing strip in the desert was only in four hours which gave them a good time for breakfast and good time. She licked her lips and purred and gave a small claw to the food, acting like a real cat would.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 20:23:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam grinned as he watched Lianka act like a good pet, eager to please. Not to mention a very sexy naked FSB agent on a leash. "Good girl," he grinned, kneeling to pet her, stroking his hands over her breasts and stomach. He poured himself a cup of coffee and buttered a croissant, then playfully fed Lianka a spoonful of grapefruit. <br><br>He ate his croissant quickly with swigs of coffee, noticing he'd burnt quite a bit of energy with his new toy. "Coffee?" he grinned at her, pouring some in a saucer and poking his tongue out as he petted her inviting ass and ground his palm slowly over her sex for a moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 08:43:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				How much longer should she accept this humiliation? It was nothing less than that but it felt good and didn’t really want to stop it. Quite the contrary. Being on all fours in front of him with him petting her stomach and breasts had her all over the place. She squirmed and purred and rubbed her head against his legs, like a cat does when it is enjoying the attention.<br><br>Hungrily and greedy she ate she grapefruit from his spoon and waited for more. Then when Sam asked her if she wanted coffee she nodded.<br>“Yes sir I would like some,” she heard herself say. Oh boy if this secret got known to anybody outside this room, the FSB agent would be in a world of trouble. <br>The petting of her ass and the arousal of her sex had Lianka collapse and fall flat on the floor, squirming like a rabid dog.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>18-06-2009, 16:12:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam pushed the saucer to her with a filthy grin. "Add milk and sugar if you want. Stick your ass up while you drink it," he proposed lecherously, sawing his palm and long fingers over her hot, throbbing pussy and pushing her thighs apart a little. <br><br>He knelt behind her with a low growl, rubbing her more firmly and spreading her nether lips. "Drink up, have a croissant or a bun to go with it," he chuckled as he dipped his head down behind her and flickered his tongue over her aroused pussy, rolling it over her clit for a moment. <br><br>Sam let Lianka feel it push in and out of her wetness for a moment, swirling against her inner walls with his lips pressed against her, and pulled away, blowing a warm breath over her exposed parts, then started slowly tracing his tongue back and forth between her clit and her ass, licking softly and teasingly as he watched her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>19-06-2009, 08:57:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka was done for. Never had she been treated like this and never in her life had she been excited like this. She crawled to the saucer and positioned her ass like she was told. <br><br>Before she could take a sip though, she felt Sam’s tongue pushing in and out of her very exposed sex and grunted out. The warm breath had her squirming over the floor and she finally managed to get some coffee inside.&nbsp; She wanted a croissant but it was impossible for her to reach the table in this position. Part of her wanted to please Sam but the other, more naughty side of her, wanted to disobey him to see what he would do. <br><br>Ignoring the possible results for the mission, she reached up and sat on her knees to get a croissant.<br><br>“Can I get some butter and marmelade on it? And some more coffee?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>19-06-2009, 14:11:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Take some then, then come here for a spanking," Sam growled, slapping her ass hard, pushing two fingers roughly into her pussy to wiggle against her G spot as he sucked her clit very hard, giving it little sharp bites and licks. He grinned, kissing her folds softly, then gave her another ringing spank on her cute bum.<br><br>"Go on, get up, pour yourself some more coffee, get some butter and fucking marmalade, see what happens," he growled, biting her neck and pressing his throbbing hard cock provocatively against her ass. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>19-06-2009, 14:29:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite all the alarm bells ringing in her head, she grunted as she felt his fingers invade her again and she closed her eyes as she took the coffee pot and poured some coffee in a cup. As he then bit her clit and spanked her bum, she spilled coffee and shrieked out.<br><br>Then when she wanted to get some butter and marmelade on the French bread, she felt his hard member against her ass and she bit her lip.<br><br>“Sam we should stop this for now,” she moaned out at the still invading fingers. “We have a mission to think about.”<br><br>She heard herself say it but at the same time she whished he would never stop at all. Sam Tyler really lived up to his reputation of a ladies man.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 16:20:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, let's not get distracted," Sam growled, staying still for a moment, pressing against her, his fingers still pushed deep. "Your mission... is to put on a nice pair of stockings. It may be a dangerous one, depending on how insane with lust you drive me," he growled as he started wiggling his fingers over her clit and G spot fast and forcefully, and squeezed her breasts and nipples hard before pressing his lips back against her cunt. He grabbed her thighs firmly and pinned her down on her back as he started licking and sucking her up.<br><br>"Now get the stockings..." he growled at her, looking up at her face with a smug grin as he stuck out his long tongue again, and swirled it over her love button as he enjoyed the look on her face. He slapped her ass again, hard, then slapped her anus sharply with two fingers just to make her yelp as his fingers kept playing with her wet pussy.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>23-06-2009, 11:06:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka didn’t know what Sam meant with the stocking and how it depended on what he said. Wearing only a stocking might work in seducing the guards but would be extremely dangerous. Of course, being Russian, she was not the prime target of the Iranians. <br><br>Sam didn’t seem to be able to get his hands off her and Lianka didn’t mind at all. Greedy, she let him do whatever he wanted and purred at the rough treatment he was giving her. She yelped out, just as he wanted when he slapped her anus and ass and crawled off the bed to follow his order. <br><br>Suddenly she hoped she packed stockings but she most likely didn’t. After a quick search of her suitcase, she crawled back to Sam, and told him with a trembling voice that she didn’t have what he wanted.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>23-06-2009, 21:59:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm, a shame, they'd look so good with your leash," Sam winked. He grabbed her hair in his fist and pulled her head back for a rough kiss, slapping her ass hard. "What are we going to do with you?"<br><br>He stroked his hand over her front slowly and teasingly, caressing her breasts,&nbsp; tracing down her stomach, over her sex and up her thighs, before giving her clit a firm pinch.<br><br>With an arm around Lianka's slender waist, he pinned her down on her back, pushing two fingers into her and wiggling them the way, he noticed, made her whimper. He nuzzled her sex as he poked and rubbed it, and traced his tongue over her, giving her little sucks as he grinned up at her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>24-06-2009, 08:52:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was still in heaven but was yanked out of it when Sam pulled her hair and kissed her roughly and moved his hand down her front. Over her breasts and stomach and she yelped when he pinched the clit.<br><br>"S..sam..Mm.. ungh.. Master... we should stop... this," she managed to stutter out as he was licking her body and sucking it off at some points.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>24-06-2009, 14:18:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Relax, there's still time. Didn't they brief you properly?" Sam smiled devilishly, pressing his body against hers as he took the handcuffs from beside the bed and cuffed Lianka's hands behind her back. He pulled her face close to his by the leash and nuzzled her provocatively as he groped her breasts and kept rubbing her dripping pussy, wiggling his cock against it. <br><br>"There, hold still," he grinned, licking her lips and slipping two fingers into her with a quick wiggle as he got up. He quickly grabbed a small camera from his bed and snapped a photo of Lianka looking very delicious. "I love souvenirs. Private ones, don't worry. Now Lianka, what else did you need to know about the mission?" Sam&nbsp; smirked, stroking, groping, rubbing and massaging his partner's body and watching her reaction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 15:41:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka fell silent. Her legs and arms felt like jelly or rubber and when Sam pulled her close, she almost collapsed. Slowly she started to doubt the entire mission and suddenly hoped it would end in pain, physical pain that was, for her. Being whipped and raped. The idea of this, combined with Sam’s ongoing harrassment of her body had her wet and warm.<br><br>Her eyes grew wide as he took the camera but trusted him enough to believe him when he said they were private pictures. She only half understood his question but even if she had completely understood, in the current state she was in, it was impossible to answer him and all she could manage to bring out was a dry blurred moan of pleasure.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>26-06-2009, 21:12:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Serve me as well on the mission as now, and I'll have to drag you with me on your leash to London just to reward you properly," Tyler whispered, biting Lianka's ear. He grabbed the pillowcase he'd used as a blindfold earlier and tied it back around her head, firmly. The sight of her cuffed, collared and blindfolded by his side was too much to stop him savagely pouncing on her again.<br><br>Which he did. Seizing her leash and tugging her head towards his, he shoved his tongue into her mouth, tasting her, a little marmalade, but mostly her aroused lips. "Grrr... You're in heat, pet," he growled, squeezing her ass in his large hands. He traced his fingertips over the red welts on her smooth buttocks from his slaps earlier, then slapped them again as he pressed his aching hardness into her to the balls with muffled grunts and gasps of need into her mouth.<br><br>"Show me how much you like to be filled," Sam growled, rolling onto his back and pressing down Lianka's ass, holding her head firmly down with his by the leash. He bucked his body up&nbsp; fiercely, spearing into her as he sucked hard on her soft lips, biting down.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>27-06-2009, 21:40:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam didn't know how to stop and Lianka got to heaven and back as he told her he would take her back to London. After a soft purr he impald her and she screamed out in joy and pleasure.<br><br>"Sam! St.. Think about the mission.." she moaned out but soon started to ride him as hard and fast as she could, showing him how much she really wanted him.<br><br>"Fuck me Sam... Fill me up.. everywhere."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>28-06-2009, 15:45:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam roared with lust and thumped up into her, loving the view of the sexy blindfolded Russian spy bouncing on him. He pulled her head down to kiss her greedily as he pressed himself into her deep and hard, groping her breasts roughly.<br><br>Then, as she asked, he rolled her onto her back, lifting her legs onto his broad shoulders to enter her even further. She was bent double, blindfolded and cuffed underneath him, his cock thumping quickly into her pussy with wet dirty noises.<br><br>"Enjoy the mission!" Sam growled with a grin, panting and biting down on Lianka's lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>28-06-2009, 22:12:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka was beginning to feel the exhaustion already, but was too addicted to the feeling to stop already. In stead she kept rocking on his motions. <br><br>Her words and moaning was incoherent and ellaborate and the Russian spy felt like going into trance. Only Sam's shaft inside her prevented from doing so.<br>She felt yet another orgasm build up and secretly now hoped it would be the last. More of this intense abuse would certainly break her for the rest of the day and would seriously endanger the mission, although the mission was currently the thing furthest away on her mind. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>29-06-2009, 17:36:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Grunting, panting, Sam rutted instinctively. His breathing was slow and controlled, he was in the zone. He loved the exhaustion of ducking and killing, but preferred fucking his colleagues to his job.<br><br>His hands stroked over her body, sometimes tenderly, sometimes groping greedily, and he rocked in and out of her quickly, gritting his teeth. "Grrr, cum...you slutty spy..." he grunted against her lips, barely holding out himself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>30-06-2009, 09:48:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka grunted and rolled her eyes back. Soon her head followed and she arched her body backwards. Only after a few vicious thrusts of Sam inside her and his hands groping her now stretched body, Lianka began to shudder violenty and a long drawn screamish moan escaped her body echoing through the hotel room.<br><br>Due to the violence of the orgasm, she again lost consciousness for a moment and fell on Sam’s body limb and numb, breathing heavily and gasping for air. When she got to her self again, she used her last powers to roll off Sam and lay on her back on the bed, unable to speak.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>30-06-2009, 19:03:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka's beautiful, clenching orgasm drove Sam into ecstasy. He groaned as he felt himself explode stickily inside her, pumping a heavy load into her hot, welcoming core. His hands stroked softly over her breasts and stomach as he panted, empting into her as he cradled her limp body against his chest.<br><br>She rolled off him, and he lay on his side watching her as he caught his breath. He nuzzled her gently and kissed her lips. "Excellent work agent. That concludes your physical exam and warm up. Now on with the rest of your briefing," he whispered with a smirk, stroking her face and gently tugging at her hair.<br><br>"We'd better get going soon. Perhaps a quick shower together first, without adding to our sexual exhaustion," he winked. "We're in luck. There's a BIG protest scheduled in the nearest town tonight, so the army will have its hands full enough even without us kicking their hairy arse. They're even diverting tanks. Luckily my Ariel Atom is located in a barn on a farm far enough from the town and close enough to the facility. Anyway, we've got a three hour flight to go over things first. Attention, pet! Any questions?"<br><br>He slapped her ass again to get her attention. "Let's get moving."<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>30-06-2009, 21:19:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With some effort she got herself to her feet and tried to stand solid before walking to the shower. She nodded in agreement.<br><br>"No Master, no questions."<br><br>Her truck was ready and she knew the plane was waiting after she made the call. She walked to the bathroom and stepped into the shower, waiting for Sam, hoping he would his promise about the sex since her sex was awefully sensitive already.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>01-07-2009, 04:14:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam sniggered a little to himself and took the keys from the handcuffs from the bedside table. He strolled happily into the shower and freed Lianka's wrists, which must have been a little sore. <br><br>"You don't have to call me master... but it sounds so hot," Sam whispered, gently rubbing shower gel into Lianka's wrists and no doubt tired back and shoulders. He nuzzled and nibbled her lips and neck as he hugged her against his chest, moving his hands lower to soap up and thoroughly lather her breasts.<br><br>"Do you want to keep on your collar during the mission?" he asked with a grin, stroking her cheek and running his thumb over her lower lip.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>01-07-2009, 09:13:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She snuggled into Sam at the sudden outburst of tenderness in the shower. Lianka let out a sigh of relief as he undid her cuffs and she immediately stretched her arms and wrists. <br><br>The way he massaged the soap into her body was the opposite as how he had been treating her this afternoon but she liked it just as much. As she started to massage the soap in her body, she leaned her head onto his shoulder and purred.<br><br>"If you want me to keep the collar on," she then whispered as an answer to his question and licked his thumb.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>01-07-2009, 14:45:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think it really suits you," Sam whispered, poking the tip of his tongue into her mouth and tracing it inside her lips, flickering against her tongue. If he hadn't just mounted Lianka like a rabid animal, she'd have him scraping the skies with arousal again. As things were, he just snuggled his chest happily against her breasts, using them to soap up both their bodies in a very sensual way indeed.<br><br>He stroked his fingers through her short hair and tightened his grip around her waist, as he took down the shower head and let it spray all over her body. Only for a short moment did he shoot the powerful stream of warm water against her clit, then moved the shower head down her thighs before he felt irresistibly tempted again. <br><br>"Wash me up and let's get some clothes on for a change," he whispered with a grin, pressing Lianka against the shower wall with another quick, greedy kiss, moving his lips and tongue from her lips to trace around her neck, above the snug fitting collar as his hands rubbed down her breasts and his thumbs rolled and pinched her nipples. He couldn't help doing that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 21:22:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka still had a little problem to stand up and willingly let Sam do whatever he was doing. She stretched her hands and fingers and purred at his kiss. <br><br>She nodded as he said they should get clothes on and washed him up but when she wanted to step out of the shower to get dressed, he kissed her again and started working her breasts again. The Russian spy was spend and really couldn't take any more sexual things.<br><br>Roughly she shook her head and carefully moved him off her.<br>"No.. not now.. we.. we have to focus on the mission," she said very hesitant and stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 10:20:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam laughed and rinsed himself quickly under the water before stepping out after Lianka. "You distracted me for a moment there," he teased her with a slap on the ass. He grabbed a towel from the rack, rubbed himself down briskly, and took his trousers out of the trouser press, laying them out on the bed as he put on a fresh pair of Kevlar boxers and his Special Operations Tuxedo. <br><br>He took out a small bottle of precision machine oil, and took apart and cleaned his Glock 18 9mm machine pistol. The weapon was compact, reliable and silenced; it had a small collapsible stock for use in its fearsome fully automatic mode. It fitted conveniently in his jacket pocket. <br><br>"What did you bring to blast the Iranians with, Liankitty?" he asked with a grin as he put away his gun, turning towards her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 14:07:06</strong>
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				"It should be in the plane," Lianka told Sam as she got dressed having just dried her hair. For the first time in a long time she was wearing clothes again. Simple and comfortable underwear, a pair of jeans and sneakers and a white blouse with red buttons and a blue scarf. Nothing fancy but comfortable.<br><br>Unlike Sam, she wasn't keen on shooting their way in and out and preferred a more subtle style and when it was necessary, a little seduction to the men. She did however carry a heavy American Desert Eagle and strapped it on her belt when she walked back into the hotel room.<br><br>"All we have to do is shut down the control room. Shut down more and you get a meltdown since the uranium can no longer be cooled. So unless you want to steal the uranium, it's not wise to destroy the entire facility." <br><br>She packed her bag and swung it over her shoulder.<br>"So, let's get breakfast underway."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 15:26:06</strong>
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				"That's the thing," Sam shrugged grimly, "we can switch it off, but they'll just turn it back on. The best way to kill their factory is to go for the full meltdown. It'll take too long and a tour of half the plant to turn off enough of the cooling devices to kill the reactor, and they'll most likely catch us if we try. We need to get to the reactor room and strike at the reactor chamber itself. The Polonium-Lithium Ionising Neutron Unit they equipped you with will do more than just shut them down for a while! Once that thing's in place in the reactor room we need to get out of there in 15 minutes and drive like hell, it'll be a Chernobyl. From there it's 20 miles to the airstrip, and I'll fly us low and fast back here in time for a well deserved drink at the hotel bar." <br><br>He buttered another croissant and ate it quickly, knowing the mission would be a hungry one. Then he picked up his light briefcase containing his powerful hunting crossbow and darts and polished the scope lenses. "Eat up then pet, get back some of your strength," he winked, "then let's get a move on." He resisted the urge to give her any more physical encouragement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 12:53:57</strong>
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				Lianka was surprised how fast Sam had changed subject but the idea he came up with was good enough. She had some breakfast and got the final of her light equipment on. A laser-equipped bracelet, the belt with a strong line in case they should need to climb and of course the car keys.<br><br>When she was done she stood up and followed Sam down and outside. The air was dry and hot and the Russian agent gasped as they got outside. Immediately she started sweating and quickly took Sam to the white blue and red Lada jeep.<br><br>"Take a seat. Short trip to the airport where the plane is waiting." With that she started the engine and the massive modified V8 engine roared to life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 14:09:42</strong>
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				Sam grinned, checked all his combat equipment was on him and followed his lethally trained pet outside. "You've camouflaged it very subtly," he teased as he saw the candy coloured SUV. It certainly did look like it could do the job, but he'd prefer his light Ariel Atom for the getaway. He doubted there was a car on the road in Iran that would be able to catch them.<br><br>"Let's see your license to kill driving skill, FSB kitten!" Sam grinned as they set off. "Did you order this?" he asked, after pressing a button on the dashboard and a cupholder popping out with a bottle of ice cold Smirnoff Cream Label. "There's our combat ration," he winked, and pushed it back into the hole for later.<br><br>The desert strip was about twenty minutes out onto the desert, hidden by low sand dunes from the city. An RAF C-130 Hercules transport stood on the runway, cargo bay open and turboprops running. Sam looked at the compass on the Lada's custom dashboard and noted the direction of the runway for later.<br><br>"Does this car have a built in parachute or do we still need to fit it?" he asked to be safe, probably redundantly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 23:42:49</strong>
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				She smiled at his remark about the ration. <br>"One can never have too much fluid out in the desert Sam," she said laughing. While steering the car off the parking lot. Soon the left the high rise and Lianka steered the 4x4 into the sand and changed some settings to make the ride smoother. <br><br>When twenty minutes later, the airplane got into sight Lianka cursed. <br>"What happened to the Antonov I ordered? It had custom made rails for this car so it would drop wheels down when I drive it out."<br><br>She really hoped this plane had a similar rail or the car might topple forward or backwards during the fall.<br>"It has a parachute and rocket engines. If we need to, we can even fly to mother Russia if they drop us high enough."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>13-07-2009, 11:02:04</strong>
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				"You were expecting Business Class?" Sam smirked as they approached the plane. "It's fitted for low level vehicle drops, they've thought this through." He managed to find the lever to lower his seat back. "Aaah, that's better. Flight attendant! Vodka!" he ordered, propping himself up on an elbow with a grin as the car trundled up the cargo door. A flight mechanic wearing a balaclava and dark sunglasses on board the plane fixed the car in place on the drop rails.<br><br>The plane started off down the runway, and Sam relaxed like a businessman on an overnight trip to Japan. He took his small digital camera out of his pocket and browsed lazily through the pictures he'd taken. "Lianka, you're a dirty girl," he chuckled, handing her the camera to have a look for herself. They had a good three hour's flight and a slow ride down to earth ahead of them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-07-2009, 21:46:55</strong>
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				"Don't show them here," she hissed at them while she grabbed the camera from his hands. Looking at herself though turned her on yet again. Quickly she browsed through the pictures herself and have the camera back to Sam. She opened the cooling compartment in the dashboard and took out the wodka. <br><br>"One glass now," she said while she poured two glasses. <br>"And one when we return alive."<br><br>They kept track of their position on the GPS in the Lada 4x4 and when they reached the drop point Lianka strapped herself in and prepared the car for the drop, checking the parachute and tied up all the loose items in the car. Then the confirmation came from the cockpit and the door opened. <br><br>"Ready my dear English spy?" she said with a smile and put on her sun glasses. <br><br>When the door was opened, she let go of the brake and cut the robe keeping the car in place. Slowly the car moved backwards. Lianka turned on the radio and as the rail had reached it's max, Tchaikovsky's 1812 overture echoed through the car as the tires lost their contact with the rails. Soon the car was falling down and when it was in balance, Lianka followed the melody of the music with her hands and fingers and yanked a robe that opened the parachute and slowed their fall.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 19:41:09</strong>
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				Sam watched Lianka launch the car into the air with amusement, and leaned over to kiss her provocatively as they floated down on the parachute, hooking his finger inside her collar to pull her head towards his. He then watched the GPS intently as they dropped, and estimated their landing site and the route they'd have to take before the Russian-built satnav did. As they were dropped from less than two hundred metres to avoid radar, it wasn't a long way down. He turned off the satnav as they hit the ground with a bump, then turned off the loud and triumphant symphony.<br><br>"Better keep that off for now. If they pick up and track the signal we're fucked beyond belief. Keep off the lights as well and switch to night vision," he ordered quickly, unwilling to risk detection through carelessness. He took a night vision monocle out of his breast pocket and strapped it in place, then took his bearings.<br><br>By he looks of things, they'd landed in a valley through the mountains to the north of the facility. It would probably be best to hug the steep walls of the pass, and drive slowly through the dry scrubland on the mountainside. With any luck, the car would remain hidden and they'd reach a good point for Sam to pick off the guards in the towers with his crossbow. He pulled the collapsible weapon from his briefcase and assembled it with some relish, giving Lianka a murderous grin. <br><br>"Head up the right slope, and let's drive along behind those trees and bushes. It's the best cover we'll get round here. Drive safely, pet," he whispered. He guessed they were around eight miles from their target, and he was glad they had a decent FSB company car to drive there with. The Atom would come in handy later for the mad dash down the road from the destroyed, radioactive base to the dirt strip where their jet stood ready. He hoped. Otherwise, his contact in Iran could forget that promotion to Master Mason.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 20:13:03</strong>
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				Lianka smiled and pressed a button on the steering wheel. The lights on the car went off and in the windscreen a heads up display appeared showing the nightvision and infrared images. Of course she would drive safely since this car was her most precious of belongings.<br><br>Slowly and carefully she drove the Lada to the position Sam wanted and pressed another button making the engine almost unhearable. The only sound the car was now making was the crushing of the gravel under the wheels. Then she stopped the engine and looked at Sam.<br><br>"All yours, my murderous MI6 agent."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>16-07-2009, 19:21:45</strong>
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				Sam winked and pressed a finger to his lips, as he quietly opened the car door. He slipped out, crouching, and found a bush to stick his crossbow through. Luckily, there was hardly any wind. In the distance below them, Natanz nuclear facility bristled with guard towers.<br><br>The north side of the fence had a nice straight stretch between two towers, and Sam reckoned they'd have about 15 minutes to get through it if he took the guards out quietly. Luckily, they had quite big heads.<br><br>He picked a light carbon fibre bolt and fitted it with a broadhead designed to kill a moose, as was his bow. With its 170 pounds of draw weight, he'd be able to get&nbsp; a clean neck or head shot on the snipers. It was a long shot though. <br><br>Breathing deeply and slowly, he managed to lower his pounding heart rate from all the sex and dropping out planes and imminent danger. He muttered an atheist's prayer for his targets not to shoot back with their rifles on time, and adjusted his scope for maximum range. He stuck his foot in the stirrup and drew the bow with a muffled grunt with his broad shoulders; he couldn't stand up as the manufacturer had intended at this point. Sam could almost feel two rifle scopes scanning the hillside for him.<br><br>Aiming at the narrow window of the nearest tower, he pulled the trigger with a click and a surprisingly powerful recoil. A tense moment followed as he watched his target and saw the sniper crumple into a heap. Judging by the brief spray of blood, he didn't suffer. Miraculously, neither did his colleague.<br><br>He dashed back to the car, staying low behind his favourite bush of all time. "Go, go, go!" he whispered frantically to Lianka as he dove into his seat, securely fastening his seatbelt. "Accelerate down the slope and cut the engine as we hurtle towards the gate! Time to ram raid baby!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 14:55:53</strong>
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				Lianka had watched in awe as her suicidal colleague shot down two guards with his bow, she had already started the massive V8 customized engine in the Lada off road. When Sam came dashing back, Lianka got the car in drive and when he dove inside, she floored the pedal to the floorboard, launching the Lada forward down the slope. She didn’t know what he meant with cut the engine and kept her foot down even as the crashed through the gate. Pressing a button activated the bullet proof shield around the car.<br><br>As the car broke through the fenced gate, Lianka pressed a button launching a few heat-seeking bolts which were hurled at the nearest rifles as they were already hot from shooting the Russian flagged car, blocked them and making them useless.<br><br>“Where to now!” she shouted out to Sam, still keeping her foot down.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 17:31:35</strong>
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				The car burst through the gate, and drew quite some attention with the roar of the engine. "Bad kitten! I told you to turn it off to keep the noise down!" Sam grumbled, pleased however to see the look on the soldiers' faces as their rifles were smashed by the Lada's projectiles. He rolled down a window and mercilessly gunned them down with short, silenced bursts with his machine pistol, before the guards had the sense to retreat and get new weapons. On the whole, their cover didn't seem as blown as he'd thought it would be.<br><br>He pressed a finger to her lips. "Stay in the car. I need to crack open the blast doors," he whispered, kissing her lips for good luck before he got out. Staying low, he managed to to ruin&nbsp; his suit trousers in the dust as he made his way towards the thick metal doors to the underground complex. He was specially trained for that, as well as having a very hard-wearing pair of dress trousers. With the tube of metal eating paste, he traced two lines down the door, slightly further apart than the width of the car. He ran back and jumped in.<br><br>"Drive slowly up to that door and press against it with the bumper till it gives way. We've made enough noise already without ramming against the metal with a clang," he whispered tensely. "Once we're inside, drop me off and drive down the maintenance tunnel till you encounter resistance. Pin them down and I'll flank them, then we can make our way to the reactor. Go!" He grinned and stroked her under her chin like a cat, toying with the little tag on her collar as he thought of the many things that could go wrong.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 09:09:44</strong>
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				Lianka smiled at his reaction as Sam almost freaked out and smiled even more when he pressed his fingers to her lips.<br>“I’ll stay right here,” she said with a grin and watched Sam apply the paste to the metal doors. When he got back in she could feel the tension in his whispers and slowly drove the bumper of the car against the doors. After applying a little bit of force, the doors gave way.<br><br>She could almost hear herself purr as he stroked under her chin and slowly drove inside. Ahead of her was the maintenance tunnel and after dropping Sam off, she slowly drove down the tunnel.<br><br>The resistance came sooner than any of them had anticipated and came in the form of heavy infantry carrying a mobile cannon. Lianka knew the cannon could fire rockets as it was a Russian invention. Driving backwards wouldn’t help. Quickly she searched the tunnel for escape hatches when the guards opened fire on the Lada. The shield could hold off the bullets but not the cannon, whatever it was equipped with. <br><br>Lianka’s only option at this time was to surrender and see from there. Sitting behind the wheel she raised her hands and slowly got out of the vehicle. Immediately the guards pinned her down to the tunnel floor and cuffed and blindfolded her. When they took it off again, she was in a room what seemed to be an office.<br><br>“So our Russian allies have turned against us? I had expected the CIA or MI6, not the FSB.” The voice was calm and the air was filled with sigar smoke. Behind a solid old looking desk sat a bald fat man, holding a cigar between two fingers with heavy golden rings. <br>What worried Lianka was the perfect English with which this man spoke.<br>“ How do you know I’m FSB?” <br>The man laughed so hard his belly shook and he nearly seemed to fall off his chair.<br>“You drive a Lada in the colors of the Russian flag miss. We are not stupid.” <br>“I could have stolen it from a Russian agent.” <br>“You could have but your accent betrays you.” <br>Cursed. He wasn’t stupid indeed. She tried to undo her bonds on the chair but they also knew how to make knots. Where are you Sam? Where the hell are you!?<br><br>“Now, miss, I’m known as Alec Morrisson, an American hmm.. entrepreneur so to speak. I run this facility. Tell me your intentions and I might spare your life. It would be a waste to kill such a pretty little thing.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 10:38:49</strong>
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				Sam sneaked down the concrete tunnel, and forced open a door in the side. He was hoping he'd be able to slip around and appear behind whomever Lianka ran into in the Lada. All he found was another long corridor, no doubt bristling with alarms. Not a problem, he thought. Although he wasn't an addicted smoker, he lit a cigarette and scanned the hall for lasers shining through the smoke. No sign of that, and any alarm set off by his tread on the floor would go off anyway if he wasn't quick. He sprinted to the door at the other end.<br><br>The Geiger counter built into his watch started whirring and clicking like a robot springing to life. By the looks of the room he'd walked into, this was where they stored the nastier nuclear waste. A dead end, as well. Sam retraced his steps and followed the path the Lada must have taken.<br><br>The complete silence as he rounded the last corner of the tunnel worried him already. Not without reason; he should have heard shooting or at least the sound of the engine. Crouching against the wall, he made sure his Glock was loaded and cocked.<br><br>This didn't look good. Why was the Lada empty? There didn't seem to be any sign of a struggle, not a scratch on the paint apart from what the fence, guards and metal door had caused. It occurred to Sam that the paint job might as well have read "Shoot me, I'm a secret agent!", stylish though it was. Obviously, this hadn't been your average underground carjacking in a nuclear weapons facility. Where had they taken her?<br><br>There was a thick slab of a steel trapdoor just ahead. Just Sam's luck that he'd used all the corrosive paste on the blast doors. Luckily, the proverbial air vent was just next to it. Sam kicked it in as he'd been trained, wondering if the whole complex was designed by video game makers. He then threw in a penny, and was relieved to hear the 'plink!' of it dropping not too lang afterwards. He didn't want to fall to his death. <br><br>Satisfied he'd get down alive, he slid down the smooth steel shaft and watched intently through the grille at the bottom. All he could see were people, more specifically their feet, and badly. He waited for them to pass, then thirty seconds for them to get further away from him before he broke through the vent and looked where he was.<br><br>This would be the lab, he thought. Where's the supervillain? Several computers flickered, only briefly unattended judging by the warm coffee next to one. Quickly, Sam shoved his universal password USB stick into it, glad that the machine had a port for one. He was always surprised when it actually worked, it rarely did on his computer at home. It cracked the machine's defences, and after clicking on not too many button, considering they were marked in Farsi, he heard a door sliding open and took cover against the wall. Hopefully, this would be where Lianka was. He could only pray she was still alive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 11:09:30</strong>
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				She was. Only she wished she wasn’t. Alec Morrisson wasn’t too pleased with her cocky answers to his questions and after he had slapped her hard in her face three times until her nose bled, he’d smashed her unconscious with a fistblow on her nose and jaw. <br>When she got to her senses again, she was naked and bound and draped in a Russian flag on a table in an X shape. <br><br>“I’m a noble and generous man, miss spy (she hadn’t told him her name) and I’ll give you one last chance to answer my question. If you do not comply, this table will be driven into the room next to here,” he said and smiled looking at the men with the white protective coats.<br>“My name is Yourdoomskiy and I came here to blowupskiy your nuclear plant,” Lianka said, being trained well in how to keep your mission and name secret. <br><br>Being Russian she knew the consequences of exposure to radioactive material very well but at least she had a gun to kill herself. <br><br>Come on Sam, where are you!?<br><br>Alec smiled.<br>“Whatever your mission was, it has failed. And now you will die.” He hit the intercom button and spoke in Iranian to the employers. He told them about the ‘sexual execution of a Russian spy in the safety chamber of reactor number2. At least Sam would know where to find her. Though would he still want to touch her after she’d been exposed.<br><br>The table started to move and moved through a door into the room with four men in the white suits. Lianka could still hear Alec’s voice. <br>“Usually we use it for other things but for this occasion we give it to you,”&nbsp; he said while one of the men took out a uranium bar and placed it into a large bottleshaped metal cover.<br>“Surely you know what that does miss spy,” Alec sneered and he nodded to the man.<br><br>Soon Lianka felt the metal cover being shoved into her and quickly she felt it being thrusted into her like Sam had done with his flesh version of this. She knew she already was contaminated but still hoped Sam would burst through the door and rescue her. The man raped her hard with the radioactive dildo and soon had Lianka screaming in pain. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 15:13:55</strong>
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				The unremarkable office door of the room burst open, perhaps too late. Whereas Sam hadn't heard the first part of Lianka's interrogation, he wished he hadn't understood the Farsi for "Russian spy" and "sexual execution" in the same sentence on the tannoy. He rammed into the room, inflamed with a rage that surprised even him at the abduction of his new most prized possession. And was that an <em>American</em> accent he heard? He unscrewed the silencer from his automatic to shred Lianka's captor's corpses properly.<br><br>"Over here, Yankee wanker!" Sam shouted, and emptied five rounds into the first man's shoulder he saw. It took off his right arm at the joint, as Sam had intended. Judging by his complexion, this was the fat Texas bastard who'd robbed him of his lover. Before searching the corpse, he rammed his rugby-trained shoulder into the white doors. He could hear Lianka screaming, then saw her, in a position he wished, just for a moment that he'd thought of in Dubai. <br><br>Sam grabbed the man between her legs and ducked behind him, breaking his arm and using the torturer as a human shield.&nbsp; Once his three colleagues had gone to claim their 72 virgins, he emptied the remaining nine bullets in his clip into the man's groin and kicked the gaping perforation until the blood ruined his entire suit. He smeared a spatter from his brow and leaned over Lianka to kiss her quickly and furiously as he cut the plastic strip ties that bound her.<br><br>Gently, he caressed his palm down her naked body, biting his lip with near despair and just a tiny bit of inappropriately felt lust. "Only I get to do that to you, FSB Kitten," he growled, picking up the dildo and dropping it with horror as it set off the Geiger counter in his watch upon touch. Alpha radiation barely travels through air, but get raped with a rod of the stuff and you have a problem.<br><br>"MOVE!" he ordered, grabbing her hair and shoving her under an emergency shower, holding her still, hugged against his chest even as the water spread the bloodstains even further over his suit. "You need a very thorough douche," he said concernedly through gritted teeth as he grabbed the shower head and shoved it into her poor tortured cunt. If he rinsed as much out of her as he could she might yet make it. "From now on I'll keep you with me. Dead or alive," he whispered, stroking her face and kissing her softly even as he forcefully pushed the shower head deeper into her to reach her everywhere he could. His inside jacket pocket yielded syrettes of morphine and Apoptosis Serum, the latter an almost untested secret formula to limit mutations to cells. He gently injected her with both in her neck and kissed the little punctures better. "This should help you handle the radiation till we get you into hospital. But first..." <br><br>He tugged her over with him to an array of switches, and pulled them all until a panel slid open,&nbsp; with two gloves stuck through it for manipulating controls on the reactor shield. As quickly as he could, he pulled a very grimy bimetallic disc out of his shirt pocket and two vials out of separate pockets, taping them together very carefully. A plastic kid's watch with a firing cap attached, tinkered into a light all-purpose detonator was the final ingredient. He strapped it around the makeshift neutron pulse charge and slipped it in one of the gloves, praying that it wouldn't go off yet, and would take out the facility when it did.<br><br>"We have forty minutes. Hold on tight!" Sam swept her off her feet, cradling her against his chest as one hand brandished the Glock in front of him. "You're staying naked," he teased, grinning at her for a moment as he ran into the hallway after slinging a flashbang around the corner and opening fire, only to see there was no one there. The switches he'd just pulled had probably set off an alarm somewhere to distract the guards for now, who must have been too busy getting into their radiation suits. <br><br>After sprinting down the hall for about thirty seconds he spotted an open lift and practically dove into it with her. Chivalry was almost a better workout than dominating. The lift carried them up one floor, and the hatch just by the Lada flipped open as they emerged. "Get out the bubbly, we're going to need it," he panted, pulling the passenger door open and shoving Lianka into the seat. He was driving this time, and even pulled off a Dukes of Hazzard, sliding over the car's bonnet&nbsp; and diving behind the wheel. <br><br>Damn it, she'd lost the keys! With the butt of his pistol Sam hammered a hole in the bakelite under the steering wheel, which was luckily quite brittle and probably dated back to the late Brezhnev years. Just that particular panel, he hoped; maybe it was even made that way specifically for his purpose. The electronics underneath were luckily quite primitive but reliable, and twisting the wires together started the engine without any interference from a pesky capitalist immobiliser. The agents roared out of the tunnel, headed for the hole in the fence, then the road where Sam's Atom had been hidden in a haystack. They'd need the extra speed to get to their waiting jet as soon as they could. Sam wanted to be airborne before the surrounding countryside became the plains of Chernobyl.<br><br>"Lianka, my slutty pet spy, you owe me one," he growled as they bumped and trundled back into the valley through which they'd came. He winked at her and gently pulled her head down to his crotch by her gorgeous collar.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 15:43:03</strong>
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				By the time Sam had arrived to rescue her, Lianka was already weak and felt very weak. Strong enough though to see and notice Sam dashing through the room killing the bad guys quite violently. She hardly noticed him dragging her around and only her body responded to the invading showerhead. <br>“If it needs to be thorough, you’re the right person to give it then,” she joked shocked by the weakness of her voice. She grunted and moaned a little as Sam pushed the showerhead deeper inside her. After the shower she tried to walk with Sam but her legs were just too weak. Partly because of the size of the tool used on her, partly by the radiation. She felt the stings in her neck and Sam sucking on them and knew he was taking care of her.<br>She felt him drag her through the facility and every now and then she slipped out of consciousness. Her nakedness didn’t bother her at all as she probably didn’t even realize it. <br>“Careful on the car,” she nearly whispered out as Sam smashed his gun to the car and tried to stop him but found her hand not willing to raise. When Sam was driving out of the facility, Sam closed her eyes and fell asleep, or lost consciousness, only hearing Sam’s voice far in the distance.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 18:24:01</strong>
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				Sam gritted his teeth grimly and stroked Lianka's face as she passed out with her head on his lap. In the mirror he saw army jeeps chasing them, and hoped they weren't as pimped as the Lada. He dispatched one as they turned onto a cracked asphalt road, with a press on the button for the inbuilt mine dropper. The antitank mine shredded one vehicle, but the driver of the second was more skillful and weaved and bobbed around the charges Sam dropped. Luckily, the car's armour stopped the many bullets the jeep tried to pour into them.<br><br>After a good twenty minutes that felt like twenty years of his life, they finally reached the field Sam had been driving towards. Three large haystacks stood by the roadside and Sam gasped with relief as he saw them. A <em>fast</em> car awaited him there. He reached into his pocket first aid kit and injected Lianka with a powerful cocktail of stimulants that could wake a coma victim, at least for a few hours. He feared for her life, and worried that if she died on him, he wouldn't know if she'd been avenged by the destruction of the plant until a reconnaissance flight had confirmed a complete meltdown. It wasn't something he wanted to stick around and watch. "Wake up pet, we're taking you to the vet," he whispered anxiously. Sick of the jeep behind them, he pulled the handbrake and allowed it to smash into the the Lada's tough and chunky rear, wrecking the army truck's engine most impressively. He dropped a mine and gambled successfully on the Lada's acceleration to get them clear of the blast, whose shockwave only pushed them forward even faster, improving their 0 to 60 performance to a tidy 5 seconds.<br><br>He swerved into the field and rammed the first and last haystacks onto the road, spilling bales of impregnated straw and hay that would burn with extra smoke and flames. The middle one was sited a little further from the road for a good reason. Sam parked the Lada between the two piles of hay on the road, emptied the last three mines out of the launcher and dragged Lianka out of the door on his side as soon as she started to come round, wheezing and twitching. It was probably best that she was distracted by her dreadful condition, because Sam figured she'd murder her new&nbsp; spymaster if she was hale and healthy to see how he desecrated her vehicle and the Russian flag by tossing a match, bursting the hay into flames and detonating mines and car into a wide, persistent fireball. It was probably just as well that the flag was burnt off the wreckage, that would save diplomatic embarrassment.<br><br>At least&nbsp; five more army trucks and police cars soon rounded the bend&nbsp; and approached the roadblock as Sam laid into the remaining haystack, shoving a great pile of hay off the Ariel Atom he'd ordered for the mission with Lianka draped&nbsp; over his shoulder. "Talk to me pet, stay with me" he whispered, slapping her to keep her conscious as he manhandled her into the dragster-like sports car with Kevlar run-flat tyres. He'd reach the airstrip on his bare rims if he had to. <br><br>He took the LAW disposable rocket launcher from the driver's seat, sat down, waited for their new pursuers to approach the roadblock, and took out a truckload of troops at the rear of the convoy, trapping the army for a valuable few minutes as he started the car and sped further down the road on the other side of the fireball. Once on the tarmac, he could take his hand off the wheel for a moment to inject Lianka with some medical grade cocaine to keep her heartrate up and keep her from passing out just a little longer. The second syrette he stabbed into his own thigh, he could use it. <br><br>The engine and tyres screamed as he followed the route he'd memorised, keeping an eye on his dashboard clock as he counted down to meltdown. He needed to cover the next ten miles in under five minute's or they'd be in even more trouble than they were already. He wasn't sure how many Roentgens he'd taken himself in the lab, and wasn't going to let Lianka suffer any more radiation from the massive meltdown about to happen. Now he was wired, he was even more annoyed he'd forgotten about the champagne in the Lada before blowing it up. He squeezed Lianka's hand as the clock struck four a.m., hoping the radiation from their handiwork would kill the rest of the guards at the site slowly and painfully, making them throw up their internal organs. "Keep talking kitty! We're almost at the plane and I need your brain in working order!" he shouted at her over the roar of the engine. Finally, ten minutes later, they reached an unmarked side road&nbsp; to a rusty corrugated steel hangar. As they turned onto the road, Sam looked worriedly at the rocky ledge by the side of the junction. He didn't want to die crashing into it. They were being followed again, but luckily the Iranian chase cars couldn't keep up with their blistering pace. <br><br>The road to the hangar was shorter than he'd expected. Sam gulped and was glad the cocaine was keeping his confidence up high enough not to panic at his own 30% estimate of their survival rate. Thank God the wind was strong and in their back as he braked hard by the side of the structure. He hopped out and lifted Lianka out of her seat. "We're over the hump," he promised her, dragging her by her hand into the decrepit hangar.<br><br>The BAe Hawk jet trainer awaited them. He vaulted onto the wing, flipped open the cockpit canopy and helped Lianka into the back seat with a passionate kiss, clicking her harness in place. The plane's tyres weren't too flat, and hopefully contained enough pure nitrogen for him to get it off the ground on time. A hurried inspection, consisting of a run around the plane, revealed a bird's nest in the jet engine. He sighed and shook his head as he cleared the nest out as best he could, chirping baby chicks and all, which squeaked their imminent mortality softly as they were swept onto the concrete floor. Remorsefully, he trod on them to put them out of their misery and got into the pilot's seat as fast as he could.<br><br>The jet screamed into life as he opened the throttle even before hurriedly strapping himself in. He lowered the canopy as they picked up speed, and grinned for a moment as he saw the trainer was armed with a loaded 30 mm ADEN cannon and 400 rounds. His eyes were fixed on the trim indicator as he narrowly kept the plane on the makeshift runway in the darkness, approaching take off speed. He saw headlights heading towards them, squeezed the trigger on his joystick very quickly, and was pleased to see the fireball he'd turned the car into. <br><br>The plane finally reached 180 knots, and he took a deep breath and held it as he yanked back the stick. He swore at his landing gear for retracting so slowly and felt himself about to black out as he climbed as steeply as he could, missing the cliff he'd feared by mere feet. "Don't you black out on me Lianka!" he shouted as he turned southwest with a half loop. He watched his radar altitude and shuddered as he dove to 160 feet above ground level. The ground was black and hilly in the darkness, and only vague silhouettes warned him every time he had to pull up, along with the constant beeping of the low altitude warning. They blazed through the dark sky brick-shittingly low, and were within sight of the sea when two malicious blips appeared on his air to air radar. "Hang tough slut, this'll be rough!" Sam warned his beautiful, suffering pet and passenger.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 10:44:57</strong>
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				Lianka slipped in and out of consciousness. The ordeal she had been through had severely taken it’s toll on her body. Already had the radiation affected her body and it was destroying her from inside. The shots Sam had given her slowed down the process but they couldn’t stop the radiation from slowly eating away Lianka’s cells.<br>She could vaguely remember the car chase in the Lada and the transfer to the faster car. Most of the chase in the fast car was a big blur to her as her body struggled with the G-forces of the sports car. The Russian spy could hear the crashes and explosions of the pursuers and slowly regained her consciousness at the sound of the jet engines. She was feeling a little better but there was a feeling inside her that she couldn’t place. <br>Gritting her teeth at the G-forces Sam was subduing the plane to, she tried to think what it was that she felt. Also she could tell they were too low but didn’t get the chance to warn Sam about it, if that was needed at all, as the unmistakable sound of the enemy bleeped through the plane. Just when she wanted to speak and tell Sam to be careful, she realized what it was she felt. All she could say as Sam pulled the nose up was one simple word. Milk.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 20:24:17</strong>
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				"Milk? I'll get you a big saucer of cream kitty!" Sam shouted as he looked over his shoulder, and saw Lianka suffering pitifully as two evil looking black silhouettes appeared behind them in the slowly dawning light, approaching fast. Soon they'd be overtaken, but before that they'd be hit by a missile if Sam wasn't careful. He dove to gain all the speed he could, smiling slightly as they broke through the sound barrier. He heard the sound of an incoming missile and shrugged at the inevitable, flinging the aircraft into a spin, then a snap roll. He knew the manoeuvres&nbsp; would make him black out, and hoped he'd be alive when he came round.<br><br>He felt his brain and eyes slowly turn back on, and glanced groggily at the altimeter <em>45 feet?!</em> He pulled almost straight back up again and tried to follow the contours of the land as best he could. It was no use, their plane was slower, and the Iranian Sukhois were catching up. If Lianka hadn't been unwell she'd have had to stand a joke about them. Luckily, they were only outnumbered two to one. <br><br>Sam assessed the situation and his options at lightning speed. They were almost over the sea, which would almost be home clear if they stayed alive for another ten minutes. Their best bet was t close the distance so missiles wouldn't work, and hope the Iranians werent used to their new 'Russian steeds yet. Being slower would give an advantage in a turning dogfight.<br><br><br>A sheer cliff stuck out about 300 feet over the lapping waves. Sam dove and hoped he'd time this right. Just as they were about to smash into the water as hard as if it were concrete, he snapped the plane back into a three quarter loop and saw both fighters almost filling his windscreen, upside down. Kicking the rudder, he let loose a long burst of fire and saw an explosion take off the nose cone of one Sukhoi, which turned around and fled, its radar and electronics shot to pieces. Sam&nbsp; waved an extended middle finger at the other pilot as he skimmed upside down overhead and turned as tight as he could, opening fire again as his gut told him he had a chance to hit. He missed, but managed to plug the enemy's underbelly full of ADEN lead as it tried to turn to face him in a wide, slow arc, almost stalling. The pilot ejected,and Sam saluted as he dove back towards the sea.<br><br>A tense twenty minutes followed, as the English agent nursed the old Hawk back to Dubai, perhaps thirty feet above the waves. His hands were shaking, his heart screaming desperately to his partner to stay alive. The RAF's dogfight training had actually worked, and Sam distracted his thoughts from his more serious concerns by trying to decide what medals he deserved for pulling off this mission alive. Soon they were back on the ground at the airstrip from where they'd left, the sun rising slowly, almost mockingly.<br><br>He flipped open the cockpit canopy even before the brake parachute had stopped them. Turning on his short-range distress radio, he called his contacts who sent over the helicopter of a private Dubai clinic. The medics were already prepared to treat both of them for radiation poisoning. Once he'd freed Lianka from her seat and carried her into the helicopter, he collapsed.<br><br>He woke up in hospital twelve hours later, exhausted and sick from the radiation and exhaustion. He summoned his limbs to life as if badly hung over and dragged himself and his IV drip to a nurse, and had her guide him to Lianka's room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 12:06:56</strong>
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				Lianka passed out long before Sam did in the plane and slept. The radiation had already killed half her body cells by the time they arrived in the hospital and were Sam was taken to a single room, the Russian spy was immediately put in quarantaine. <br>Surprisingly to most doctors, Lianka still had her brain functions and even the usual blindness hadn’t set in with her. Opening her eyes showed them the spy was dreaming. <br><br><em>Lying on her back, she woke up from her sleep and turned around. Next to her was Sam and by the feeling between her legs they had had a wild night last. Snuggling closer to him she noticed the glass of milk on the side table and frowned. She never liked milk. As she wrapped her arm around him under the sheets he woke up and looked at her.<br>“Morning kitten,” he said sleepy and kissed her on the lips.<br>She could hear herself purr like a cat and saw him smile. <br>“Slept well? You were an animal last night,” he whispered to her.<br>“I think I slept well.” She was unsure if she should tell him but she didn’t remember anything about last night.<br>Sam smiled at her . <br>“Oh kitten, I did you so hard with a golden stick and with my own, you purred like a kitten and returned the favor to me on all fours.” <br><br>None of this made sense to her but she snuggled closer to him and wrapped his legs and feet around him. Why was he so soft?<br>“Honey did you shave your legs?” It was a stupid question and of course Sam shook his head.<br>“No kitten I didn’t,” he said and tugged her leash and pushed the sheets off them.<br>“But you should.” <br><br>Lianka was shocked. Her lower legs were covered in a black fur and her feet were… paws. Then as she looked back up she noticed her nails longer than usual as well and noticed more black fur over her body. She was naked, she could feel that but the only ‘skin’ she could see was here legs, tummy and shoulders, the rest was covered in. <br>Shocked about the sight, she touched her face and felt skin and her black hair had grown longer. Her ears.. she couldn’t feel her ears and when she shot up from the bed sitting herself up, she could see herself in the mirror. Her face was untouched but on her head were two very subtle, but very present black furry ears.<br><br>Then she looked back at Sam. He just laughed out at her and held a huge, radiating vibrator up and made up and down gestures with it….</em><br><br>With a shock Lianka woke up in her plastic cell and immediately felt a stinging pain in her rear. Looking at her hands she saw the same long nails as in her dream and when she looked under the sheets she could see the black fur coming out from under her gown. She rolled to her side to feel the pain. But in stead of feeling her bum, she felt something very different. Lianka let out a scream which could be heard by Sam approaching in the hallway. <br><br><br>“She is still in a coma. The radiation destroyed a lot of her internal organs sir. She’s very lucky to be alive but her chances are slim.” <br>The doctor spoke calm and clear and showed Sam to the area where he could get into his white suit.<br>“We feed her through the IV, but there really isn’t anything we can do for her anymore.”&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>10-09-2009, 14:39:53</strong>
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				Sam dragged himself over to Lianka's ward, still feeling exhausted and poisoned, like a really bad hangover. He hoped they could still save his irradiated partner.<br><br>He stumbled into her room, and was appalled at the oxygen tent and the general impression he got that things weren't going well. The scream she'd let out at least had made him hope she was conscious, but not any more by the looks of things. A doctor told him in a quiet voice that they didn't have much hope for her.<br><br>He lifted a corner of the oxygen tent and gently stroked her face. <em>What the hell had happened?</em><br><br>She appeared to have grown cat ears and fur in strange places, which perplexed&nbsp; him. He lifted the sheet and saw her whole body had turned, unbelievably, into a cat girls.<br><br><em>Why does this make you hard, Sam?</em> he thought to himself, gently stroking the base of the tail she'd grown. He leaned down to kiss her lips softly, gently stroking and scratching her around her kitten ears. Then he left her to recover a little more while he spoke to a doctor.<br><br>If there wasn't anything they could do for Lianka here, he'd take her to see a specialist, he explained. His Secret Service badge made that part quite easy. According to the same doctors, Sam would be all right, so he pulled the IV out of his arm&nbsp; and went to get dressed before calling the top doctors of MI6, specialised in classified diseases. Then he arranged for Lianka to be taken to his house in Belgravia, where the doctors would see her. He kept her on the stretcher and the drips for now. <br><br>"I don't know how she could have been this irradiated but still so healthy!" the doctor remarked with some surprise when he arrived. The man tried not to snigger when he was told how Lianka had got so poisoned. <br><br>"Hmmm, there was a case like this recorded with a young female in Japan. Funnily enough, there was a stolen bar of uranium involved there too, and they had to hush things up. The fur, tail and claws seem to preclude the growth of tumours caused by the radiation. I'd say she'll be up and about withing a day or two, never mind what the NHS told you."<br><br>Sam put her up in his guest room and gave her a sponge down, to bathe her as well as to grope her. He hooked her back up to her saline drip and watched her throughout the night. Finally, towards sunset, he saw her stirring and could hear soft purrs escaping her lips.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>15-09-2009, 14:59:15</strong>
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				Immediately after her dream and her sudden awakening she fell back to sleep again before she could even see Sam, right after relieving her tail by turning on her side. The next thing she remembered was her waking up in a huge bedroom. There was a purring sound when she woke up but Lianka wasn’t aware yet that it was her who made the sound. As she opened her eyes she could see Sam sitting in the bedroom and she smiled at him. <br>Lianka could only vaguely remember what had happened but had completely forgotten about her transformation. She did notice her eyesight had significantly improved as everything was much sharper now and her eyes seemed to be able to focus a lot faster than before. <br>“Hey sexy,” she could hear herself say as she turned towards Sam. <br><br>During her two days away from the hospital she had shed most of the black fur but where her hair had been a few bright colors before, now it was black and short. The lower legs were still furry and Lianka’s feet had really turned into paws. All pubic hair was black fur as well but Lianka didn’t know any of this yet. If she could look in the mirror she would be able to see the cat ears on her head. One was black, the other one was black with a large white dot on top, making it a great contrast with her black hair.<br><br>“I’m thirsty Sam,” she said trying to sit up. “Could I have a glass of milk?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>18-09-2009, 15:13:11</strong>
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				Sam had had a few hours to ponder what the hell was happening to Lianka, and fret over whether she'd wake up at all. The ears growing out of her head looked very cute, but the idea of nature playing such a practical joke made his brains hurt. He'd have to be very careful what he called her in future, if calling her kitty turned her into this, admittedly when raped with uranium. She'd also need a shave later, he noticed.<br><br>As she started to stir and purr, he lay down beside her on the bed and cuddled her against his chest, scritching around her ears as he would with a less arousing, actual feline. <br><br>"You're back!" he grinned at her as she finally woke. He rolled onto her and kissed her passionately for a moment, then hopped off her. It was starting to dawn on him that Lianka's transformation into kittengirlhood was going to combine the best of both worlds, cat and woman. He took the bottle of full cream milk he'd been keeping around and poured her a glass, stroking his hand mischievously from her cheek down her front, rubbing her stomach and breasts as if playing with a kitten he wanted to spear roughly on his manhood.<br><br>"How do you feel, spy kitty? I've never seen anything like this before... but it's amazingly hot, somehow," he whispered, planting a light kiss on her neck around the edge of her collar, which was suiting her more and more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 14:03:06</strong>
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				Still Lianka had&nbsp; no idea what had happened to her but literally purred into the kiss and touched his hand with hers, tracing it down her stomach. The tickling on her belly felt so nice she closed her eyes and licked her lips. Then she sat up to get the glass of milk and she could see herself in the mirror. <br><br>“Hmm.” <br>She noticed her black hair and frowned. <br>“I can’t remember having black hair Sam,” she said almost desperately. As she slightly turned her head though, she could see the ears and laughed.<br>“Sam! You idiot! Next time you buy a wig with ears buy a real color.” <br>She grabbed her hair on top of her head to take it off but realized soon it was stuck. Then she felt the ears and immediately withdraw her hands as she touched them. She could FEEL them!<br>Lianka swallowed hard and turned around to Sam, looking both scared and startled. <br>“Sam? What’s going on here?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 16:46:07</strong>
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				Sam's arms tightened a little around her; this was going to be almost as hard for him to explain as it would be for her to accept. <br><br>"Lianka," he began, stroking her ears and tummy softly to soothe her, "something strange and unnatural has happened. Your massive dose of radiation has changed your DNA, the doctors say. Everyone's surprised and thrilled you're alive at all. Myself, I'm even more amazed at how cute it's made you. Let's take a look at you. Get up on all fours," he whispered in her ear, stroking his hand lower and caressing her thighs and kittenish sex. <br><br>He pulled the covers off her and raised his eyebrows as he saw how her calves and feet had turned into a cat's paws, and the long tail with white blotches that grew from just above the cleft of her still gorgeous buttocks. With his hands rubbing sensually over her stomach and between her legs, he coaxed her up onto all fours so she'd see herself properly in the large mirror facing them. Instincts even Sam didn't think could be so fierce screamed at him to take her at the beautiful, disturbing sight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 11:42:20</strong>
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				Again she could hear herself purring only now she realized it was actually her doing it. She had never felt so good from being rubbed behind the ears and on the tummy. That first made sense since she never had ears at that place but the tummy rubbing felt nice. <br><br>After she took a zip from the creamy milk and some more, she followed Sam’s advice. The moment she got off the sheets she gasped at the sight of her feet and tail. <br>“This can’t be real Sam. I’m half a cat?” <br>However his hand between her legs and on her belly somehow relieved the initial shock. She sat on her knees and hands and looked at herself in the mirror. The ears were nice but like the paws, they could not be hidden. Playfully she moved her ears, surprised they actually reacted. Then she wriggled her tail and gasped again. <br>How was this all possible? She sat down but meowed as she sat on the base of her tail, jumping on all fours again. At the second attempt to sit down she raised her tail first at sat down, her tail proudly pointed towards the sky.<br><br>Then she played with the black furry paws and retracted her nails a couple of times and inspected them, while lying on her back. It didn’t occur to her she was naked and that her legs pointed skyward to inspect them gave Sam a bloody fantastic view on her body. <br><br>“Do you still think I’m sexy now that I can’t go outside ever again?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 19:15:37</strong>
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				Sam watched Lianka come to terms with her new shape with quite some arousal. The way she sleekly eyed herself and stretched in front of the mirror made him growl softly at her, crawling up to her on all fours on the bed and nuzzling her. As she lay on her back with her legs in the air, he couldn't take much more temptation, and pounced on her like a horny tomcat.<br><br>"Is this answer enough?" he growled, pushing her roughly onto her back as he pulled off his shirt eagerly, flattening himself against her and pinning her down with a hungry kiss. He rubbed his hands up her thighs and over her still human sex, running his fingers over it and her arsehole as he rubbed and massaged her around the base of her tail. He pawed and licked and nibbled at her breasts and stomach, exploring her new body and getting ready to thoroughly enjoy it.<br><br>Shoving down his tented trousers and boxers, he pressed himself against her again and growled in her ears, playing with them as he pulled her back up onto all fours again, grinning at her and their reflection in the mirror as he groped her, kissing and licking her pussy to set her on fire and tugging her gently towards his demanding erection by her tail.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 12:22:54</strong>
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				As if she had forgotten about her state she meowed as Sam crawled over her and started working her. He had a way with females but obviously it didn’t matter to him if they were human or only half human. Lianka in her turn found out that he still felt the same and that her body still reacted the way it would have done before the transformation with one difference. Her tail. As Sam massaged the base of her tail, Lianka arched her back and moaned in pleasure.<br><br>His body felt good and safe still and Lianka giggled like a little girl as the British spy rubbed her ears. As he raised her to all fours again, she automatically spread her legs a little and saw herself in the mirror. She tilted her head a little bit and looked at herself. The black hair and black furry paws where once her feet were turned her on somehow and when Sam started licking her, she started purring again. Then she squeeled out as he tugged her tail and she slowly shoved back until she felt the tip of Sam’s tools pressing against her.<br><br>She meowed like a kitten and giggled again, her eyes begging Sam through the mirror.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 13:47:23</strong>
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				Sam slipped his hand in his new lover and pet's collar, gripping it firmly and holding her in place in front of him as he ground the palm of his hand slowly all over Lianka between her legs. His grip on her tail tightened, squeezing and rubbing it at the base between his fingers as he held it up to expose her for mating. The view in the mirror was the cherry on the cake.<br><br>They'd been one hell of a mission, and had made it back. Now for a little celebration. Sam popped open a bottle of champagne to make up for the one he'd blown up earlier and poured some into a new saucer which he placed in front of his kitty.<br><br>"Drink up," he growled, squeezing a breast in his hand as he played with her tail, feeling her wetness grow and rubbing her sex more firmly with his fingers, slipping them inside her and holding her open as he pressed his aching hardness into her tight, receptive body. Gripping her tail and collar firmly, he held her in place and started fucking her roughly, demandingly, pulling her back into his thrusts until he felt her stretched around his entire thick shaft. He wanted to make her yowl like a cat in heat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 12:06:06</strong>
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				Lianka loved the treatment. Somehow Sam holding and squeezing her tail felt like something she had never felt before. In a good way. She kept looking in the mirror and got intensely aroused by her own reflection. Her black furry paws and black hair. The black ears with a white spot and the spotted tail Sam held up so triumphantly. She kept purring and only when Sam had placed her the saucer of champagne she lowered her head and torso to the bed and started drinking the bubble fluid. Even this small act made her feel great. <br><br>His hand on her breast, and the squeezing had her singing in joy and his fingers inside her made her purr louder than she ever had. When he grabbed her tail and collar, Lianka braced herself for Sam. Soon he had her impaled on his shaft and was slamming his body roughly against hers, making her purr louder and louder until the purring could no longer do justice to the sensation Lianka felt. Then she started to make a yowling sound at every trust, higher pitched at every slam.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 20:57:33</strong>
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				Sam grunted happily into Lianka's sensitive ears, rearing over her like a tomcat as they mated. He bit them sharply from time to time and licked them better, as he gripped the base of her flailing tail, and massaged it in the way that had already made her purr before he even started fucking her.<br><br><em>Good job she still has a human number of breasts,</em> he grinned to himself as he groped them and pulled her head back by her hair to kiss her. <em>Yes, still very much human.</em> He pinched the nipples as hard as he could, reached down between her legs to rub her begging sex, then traced her moisture into the hard peaks of her breasts with his fingertips as he licked and bit at her lips and neck.<br><br>"Why don't you try out those new nails, kitty," he growled in her ear, slapping her buttocks and breasts as he hammered inside her. Oh, how her animal yowls drove him wild. He roughly shoved her forwards again, flattening her breasts against the bed as he pinned her down and speared into her. <em> Let's face it, who doesn't want a pet as a girlfriend?</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 20:21:35</strong>
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				Lianka experienced this time as nothing else before. It felt like everything was magnified tenfold. Her purring echoed through the room and she squeezed her tense new muscles around Sam's member and yeowled like a cat in distress. She arched her back when Sam massaged the base of her tail.<br><br>As he pinned her down on the bed, raising her ass and tail in the air, Sam reached her climax. She instinctively arched her back and screaming like a cat she released the pressure while shivering with her body.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 08:33:10</strong>
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				Sam powered into his new pet, squashing her underneath him as he released his load deep inside her, groping her fondly. The sheets were slashed by her claws. With satisfied, lingering kisses, he carried her into the shower, where he rubbed his body happily against her feline female form and gently shaved the hair off her lower legs. Then he shoved her up against the tiled wall and fucked her arse, feeling her tail coil against him as he picked her up manfully for the deed.<br><br>Later that day, he invited a secret agency costume designer to have Lianka's paws measured for a few different kinds of socks and stockings. She seemed truly distressed that her old pairs wouldn't fit. He made arrangements for a party, and invited several ambassadors and cabinet members. The Service encouraged this; it was good to keep tabs on the wielders of power.<br><br>That evening, Sam was playfully parading Lianka around in a cocktail dress to the wonder and envious looks of his guests. Two security guards stood by the door to keep the uninvited out, and half empty drinks glasses soon covered every available surface as at any good party. Around 1 am, Sam was relaxing in an armchair, talking to a friend and rubbing Lianka around the ears, draped on his lap, when sudden gunfire thoroughly ruined the atmosphere.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 09:37:32</strong>
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				Lianka was shocked at how much she liked to feel Sam inside her rear and how her tail reacted to it. She felt embarrassed for the destroyed sheets and apologized to Sam a million times until he started to shave off the black fur. It felt weird and naked as if it covered some very intimate parts which it didn’t. Her old socks and shoes wouldn’t fit around the four toed paws and shivered at the new shoes she was made. They were broad and big and she hated them. She liked her new paws more than this hideous things on her what once were her feet. <br><br>That night at the party she could almost hear herself purr over the noises of the guests as Sam paraded her around. They did look strange at the ears on her head but most seemed not to notice the rather strange shape of her shoes.<br><br>When the party had eased down and was reduced to only a few high placed guests Lianka draped herself on the floor at Sam’s feet and put her head on his lap, to get her ears get rubbed. Her hands scratched her shoes hoping Sam would get the hint and take them off for her if he felt comfortable enough showing them to his guests.<br>Just when he had taken my shoes off and the guests were confused enough to start asking questions, I could feel something was about to happen. Not a minute later a gun went off and meowing like a real cat I got to my feet and pushed Sam off his chair on the ground, protecting him with my tail raised high, showing the guests it was real and not a fake one, if they paid attention to me and not the shooter.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 10:22:47</strong>
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				Even Sam hadn't expected Lianka's transformation to be so complete. "It's rude to stare," he rebuked the shocked guests, as he drew his pistol and rolled on top of Lianka to protect her and grin gratefully at her, then ran into the kitchen. <br><br>There, a Chinese-looking security guard was holding a gun to the understandably terrified Taiwanese ambassador's head. On the ground in a pool of blood lay the cultural attaché, with whom Sam had had a facinating conversation earlier about an exhibition at the British Museum. The exhibition was one of the biggest temporary collections of Taiwanese and Chinese art in the West, and the official reason for this small diplomatic function, as Sam liked to call it. But that wasn't important now.<br><br>"Who is the catgirl?" demanded the gunman as Sam opened the door. Mr. Tyler wasn't going to answer that, and blasted him in the head. <em>The party's ruined,</em> he groaned to himself, <em>and the paperwork alone for these stiffs will be a nightmare!</em><br><br>Reluctantly, Sam cleared the guests out of his apartment, frisking them one&nbsp; by one first and reminding them that they hadn't seen or heard anything and they'd had a wonderful time. He made sure everyone got a few more drinks before they went to ease the shock.<br>Then he phoned Vauxhall Court to explain what had happened, and arranged to come in early the next day. They would send a van round for the bodies. He picked up Lianka with a shrug and snuggled up with her, nuzzling, kissing and petting to her to soothe both the cat and the girl in her. The reaction when he nibbled at the base of her neck and both her human and feline ears was interesting to say the least. He made use of the adrenaline rush from the shooting to make her short hair stand on end and make her purr like a satisfied Siberian tigress.<br><br>The next day, at MI6's so-called secret headquarters, Sir Humphrey was quite clear. <br>"I've been in contact with the Taiwanese, and Christ, how we've all got egg on our faces Tyler. It seems a Chinese part time businessman, part time crime lord known only to us as Xu has his eyes set on the exhibition, but after looking into the case there's more too it than that. Do you happen to know what may have happened to some Chinese nuclear experts in Natanz recently?" he asked rhetorically. "They're after you and the Russian agent. I can't imagine what our colleagues in Moscow will think of you keeping her as a housepet, so mind the radioactive sugarlumps if you run into any FSB goons over a cup of tea."<br><br>Sir Humphrey continued to explain what little information they had managed to glean from the assassin and his master Xu. Basically, an address in a suburb of Xiamen, and that was it. Sam had two plane tickets within the hour and headed home, where he told Lianka the news.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 10:54:27</strong>
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				Lianka stayed at Sam’s home, considering what had happened. When the body van arrived she hid in the bathroom, not wanting more people to stare at her. During her stay in the bathroom she realized the fur Sam had shaven off earlier was already growing back. <br><br>He told the story what had happened and Lianka’s eyes grew big.<br>“You told the FSB I’m dead?? And they believed that!”<br>The whole idea about British art or Taiwanese art couldn’t bother her. The idea that the FSB thought she was dead, sounded ridiculous. By the time Sam had explained that it was the only option they had arrived at the airport and Lianka realized she was still wearing the cocktail dress outfit she had wore on the party and no shoes. <br><br>“Sam! People will see me,” she hissed and blushed as indeed travelers at Heathrow airport stared at her. Having a British secret agent at your side really helps when you try to check in without a pass but with some additional features nobody else has. They passed customs without any questions at Sam’s waving badge and were the first to board the plane. <br><br>Lianka quickly changed into a casual outfit they bought at the tax free shops on the airport but found that wearing any type of pants was near impossibly with a tail. She meowed in discomfort as she got on the pants anyway and lowered her tail parallel with one of her legs to fit the pants. She scruffied her hair to cover the ears as well as she could and asked for a blanket to hide her legs.<br><br>During the trip she tried to sleep and halfway she couldn’t take it anymore. She switched seats with Sam and was now in the window seat of the first class. Whispering in his hear to help her cover it up she lowered her pants and released her tail, trying to keep it under the blanket for the rest of the trip. The moment her tail was released she started to purr again, raising a few heads in the first class cabin.<br>“Sorry,” she whispered to Sam blushing.<br><br>When the plane had landed at the airport in China they were the last two to leave the plane. Other first class passengers had noticed the purring as Sam secretly teased her tail during the flight. Of course they were looking for a cat and nobody stopped long enough to see Lianka’s cat features. Getting her tail in her pants again, they left the plane, Lianka looking down not to see the looks of people as they looked at the black furry paws coming from under the pants. <br>She needed a taxi quickly to change clothes.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 11:20:04</strong>
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				Sam felt sorry for his poor pet, having to hide her anatomy uncomfortably. He eventually managed to help her relax a little when she got her tail out, but the trip to the hotel was a pain in the arse. Luckily, the taxi drivers didn't seem too surprised to see such an odd foreigner get on board; they must have thought Sam was at least as odd and tried to rip him off shamelessly until he mocked them for it in passable Chinese.<br>&nbsp;<br>(http://www.starwoodhotels.com/pub/media/1545/she1545wn.58316_md.jpg)<br><br>The hotel wasn't quite the Burj al Arab, but Sam could hardly complain. He quickly checked in and took Lianka and their luggage up to their suite, where he carefully pulled the trousers off her again with a grin. "We should get you a kimono or something else long and flowing," he grinned, "your tail must get quite sore, trapped in those pants. He tried a broad pair of hotel-provided slippers on her feet and found they fitted reasonably well. <br><br>"Not very glamorous, but they should hide your paws," he grinned, pushing her onto the bed. Pulling down her pants had had an effect on him, being a healthy young man. He dropped to his knees and pushed her backwards, then quickly and devilishly tied her hands to the bedposts with the legs of the ill-fitting trousers, before nuzzling and blowing softly against her kittenhood, rasping his tongue over her like a growling big cat himself. He held her ankles down firmly, wide enough apart, and gazed perversely up at her as he started licking and sucking at her sex. "You were a very bad girl, getting caught by those nasty Iranians," he growled up at her, lashing his tongue and parting her tips and entrance with its tip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 11:43:37</strong>
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				Lianka was so uncomfortable wearing the pants she didn’t even see the hotel until as soon as they got to their room Sam removed them. She let out a meow of pleasure and purred and felt relieved to finally get some privacy. The slippers might look decent but they weren’t comfortable. She just had to find a long kimono that would hide her paws as well and quickly shed the slippers.<br><br>Not long after she found herself tied up to the bed posts and purring in pleasure as Sam treated her with a good treatment.<br>She felt his tongue go through her sex and felt helplessly lost in his mercy. It felt good and safe though and she giggled at his comment like a little child in a candyshop.<br>“I’m a very bad girl,” she agreed with her secret agent and laid her head back, tired from the journey, moving her tail from it’s base between her legs around Sam’s shoulder.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 12:02:45</strong>
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				"Well, maybe just a naughty kitten," he almost purred. Sam licked her up and treated her with good treatment indeed, then lifted her helpless paws firmly into the air by the ankles, releasing them from time to time to give his lover's throbbing sex a playful but sharp slap in between licks and nibbles. Her nipples seemed extra rosy and engorged, and her whole body unbelievably more sensual than it already was when she was just a beautiful woman. His thumb nail traced around her tight, almost catlike bumhole as he slapped the lips of her sex, bit at her stinging clit, then soothed her with his tongue, over and over again.<br><br>"I've bought you some toys, and none of them is a ball of yarn," Sam chuckled, tying Lianka's paws to the legs of the bed with plastic strip ties. He leaned down to kiss her lips, letting her taste her own arousal in his mouth, then blindfolded her and rummaged in his bag. Moving as quietly as he could to fool her sensitive hearing, he straddled her stretched, flat stomach and applied two industrial strength nipple clamps to the swollen peaks of her breasts, and swirled a long peacock feather over her slightly sore sex, her stomach and thighs. "Where do you think this is leading, and where would you like it to?" he whispered mischievously in her furry ear, removing a nipple clamp to make breast ache before replacing it and letting its tiny little teeth bite into her flesh again. Having Lianka in a hotel room again was bringing out the beast in him that his sexy little animal purred demandingly for.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 13:15:18</strong>
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				Lianka could hear him despite his careful moving. Not that it helped as the clamps still came as a surprise. She arched her back and tried to rock free but Sam had tied her secure. Yelping and squirming at the touches of Sam she shivered in pleasure and swirled her tail around violently at the pleasure. Her tail had become a new object of sensitiveness as she had felt as all the times Sam rubbed it, Lianka felt pleasure like never before.<br><br>As he whispered in her ear she reveled in his words, purring and then meowing when he removed the clamp. She just wanted to whisper something when he put the clamp back on and her meowing in pain again. Good pain though and she hoped there would be more later.<br>“I.. I don’t know but I want more of this Sam,” she moaned out.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 17:39:28</strong>
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				"Well then kitty, you're in luck," Sam whispered, tracing a wet fingertip around the aureole of her delicately tortured&nbsp; nipple. He lay down over her for a moment, pulling his shirt off and shoving off his trousers to press himself provocatively against her restrained body. He teased her by dragging his eagerly erect manhood down from her navel and over her spread and aching sex, shoving it into her for a moment and fucking her roughly for a few strokes before reluctantly pulling out, glistening with precum and her wetness.<br><br>"This may sting a little," he growled, sucking on her clit as hard as he could to get it nice and hardened, poking out from under its hood. He flicked it with his thumbnail to test how firm it was. From his suitcase he pulled out a needle and one very special piercing, as well as a bottle of vodka with a label marked "Kitten Maintenance".<br><br>In one quick thrust, he jabbed the needle through her engorged button and threaded the pearl-studded piercing through the channel. Then he dabbed at his handiwork with some cotton wool soaked in vodka. "This is a tracking piercing. It contains a ship so I can find you next time you get lost. I wasted valuable time searching for you last time and was almost too late. But you're not getting lost again, are you, pet?" he said softly, kissing her freshly pierced flower better.<br><br>"Now let me take care of you and soothe your little aches," he chuckled, licking, biting and kissing his way up her body, then pulled the clamps slowly off her nipples. The little teeth scraped and made them bleed a little. Sam sucked them hard, almost tasting the arousal in her blood as he gripped her firmly around her waist and shoved his tongue in her mouth, letting her taste her own blood and sex on his lips some more. His impatient and demanding shaft drilled into her cunt with deep, unrelenting thrusts as she lay there helpless for him to use as hard and roughly as he liked. Panting into her mouth, he reckoned he'd sterilise her pussy better after fucking it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 15:06:05</strong>
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				Lianka purred as Sam fucked her and almost cried out as he stopped. Her eyes grew bigger as she saw the needle and the piercing and let out a long high pitched yeowl when Sam pierced her clit. Still in pain she cried out as Sam removed the clamps and started sucking her very sensitive nipples. <br><br>She wouldn’t run away again, she needed him! Then when her cravings were finally soothed by Sam’s rock hard shaft she started purring again, twisting her body under his’ enhancing the feeling he was giving her. Lying on her back, her tail again got in the way and she uncomfortably tried to roll on her side a little bit. With Sam lying on top and her limps bound this was easier said than done. Though right now the front hurt more than the tail and her catty paws trashed the bonds trying to ease the pain.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 19:43:00</strong>
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				Sam untied his kitten even as he kept her pinned firmly in place on his shaft, teasingly caressing his palms down her released body as he mercilessly pounded her. He pulled out for a moment and rubbed his slippery, sticky cock over her lower stomach, gripping her tail tightly in his fist and yanking her up onto all fours by it.<br><br>"Purr as softly as you can, and no cumming, got that?" he whispered in her cat ear, biting it sharply, then her human earlobe. As his hot breath brushed her face, he cupped her breasts in his hands, rubing his palms over her sore nipples and reaching between her thighs to twiddle her freshly pierced love button.<br><br>"You like it here, don't you," he growled, stabbing the glistening head of his throbbing manhood into her ass and fucking it slowly, then deeper, then faster, until he was buried in her. He felt like yowling as loudly as she was in her ear, keeping it clenched between his teeth as he shoved into her bowels to the hilt, slapping and rubbing her new piercing with his fingertips and pushing them hard and deep into her soaking cunt with every few lunges into her ass, yanking her into them by the base of her tail.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 15:06:00</strong>
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				Lianka purred and yelped out as Sam yanked her tail. She got on all fours and enjoyed the treatment he was giving her. Her nipples and love knob still painful, got a rough treatment and without complaining about it, tears ran down her face.<br><br>The cat girl agreed with the British agent’s member being plunged into her deeply with a meow that could be heard in the adjacent rooms for sure and collapsed through her elbows, raising her tail and behind in the air. Biting the sheets and the pillow to muffle her moans she fought back the orgasm that was inevitably going to hit her soon. <br>Every yank on her tail and every thrust he made put her closer to it but she held her breath, waiting, hoping the relief would come soon.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 18:35:46</strong>
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				"Come on, let out your sexy purrs," Sam whispered, hammering into the kittenspy steadily and rubbing her between the ears, scritching them around the bases, then slowly ran his knuckles down her spine, ending at the root of her tail and giving it a firm fingertip massage. As his engorged manhood ploughed into her gut, the heel of his other hand ground over her sore, kittenish pussy, teasing her new piercing, popping fingertips in and out of her, then stroking her face with a hand coated in her juices. "Lick it up pet..." he growled, letting out a passable meow in her ear as he felt his orgasm get very close indeed.<br><br>"Yowl kitty, meow for master..." he whispered breathlessly, pulling back her blindfolded head to kiss her, finding her sexy, catlike tongue with his and sparring with it as he shoved inside her, feeling the first waves of his orgasm starting to shoot her full.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 12:26:04</strong>
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				She meowed and purred as Sam fucked her hard. The treatment of his hands and fingers had her shiver over her entire body. Her sex was painful and his fucking was hard and rough but Lianka liked it. Eagerly she licked her own juices from his hand and did her best to yowl. Then she felt him shoot inside her and the yowl turned into a high pitched hissing growl as she rocked her hips, trying to get as much of him as she could.<br><br>When she felt he was done she collapsed on the bed, staring blindly in the fold, purring in pleasure and wriggling her tail. The mission in China was going to another dangerous one and the FSB thought she was dead. Two things she had to keep in mind. But for now it was just her and Sam again.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 19:18:40</strong>
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				Sam grinned at Lianka as he removed her blindfold, and licked her face like a satisfied purring animal. He scritched her between her kitten ears and slowly ran his knuckles down her neck and spine to the base of her tail, giving her arse a squeeze as he pulled the covers over them.<br><br>He heard a scurrying sound from the window, then saw it open a crack. "Get down and grab you gun kitty," the agent whispered, grabbing his silenced pistol from the nightstand. He rushed over to the window, swung it open and seized the figure in black clothes with a black balaclava that had been abseiling down and trying to get into their room. The assassin was still attached to his rope, and Sam viciously wound the slack around the man's neck. This was made easier by the assassin's being average sized for China.<br><br>"Well well. Come to check up on us?" Sam asked, casually dangling the man half out of the window, holding him in a headlock and still bollock naked from the lovely sex. He peeled off the balaclava and pressed the muzzle of his gun to the man's nose. "You speaka da English?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 13:19:05</strong>
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				Lianka shrieked and immediately ‘acted’ like the innocent girl, screaming, pulling up her knees and pulling the sheets over her to protect her body. It was almost a rude awakening as she was still in the semi highness from Sam scratching her ears and back.<br><br>What had this invader seen? Does he know about her ‘situation’? She quickly dressed up under the sheets in a simple nightgown and stepped out, curling her tail under the gown. Lianka picked up her less subtle gun from the nightstand and sat on her knees on the bed, keeping the suspect in lethal range. <br><br>Then her eye fell on a second cord outside of the window. She growled and jumped to the window in one agile leap. <br>“I’ll be right back Sam,” she said and opened the window and looked up and down. The second man was already climbing back up to the roof and Lianka let out a sighing growl again. She swung out her tail and used her kitten paws around the cord to leap climb up. Minutes later she appeared in front of their window again with the suspicious Chinese crying in fear in her arms. Agile she swung them both inside the room, landed on her feet and let the Chinese drop on the floor.<br><br>“Little bugger tried to escape,” she said blushing as she noticed the nightgown was shine through and torn from her climbing. Both the intruders now knew about her condition and therefore she wanted to kill them. Obviously, Sam being the British agent, it was better to let him do the talking, so she semi kneeled in the room at sat on her legs supported by her paws.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 01:02:25</strong>
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				Sam watched with delight as Lianka bounded out of the window and dragged in the second assassin. He quickly tied the first invader's wrists with one of the strip ties he'd mainly brought to use on Lianka, then restrained his pet's victim. "Good kitty," he whispered, stroking her between the ears, down her spine and over her stomach, planting a kiss on her forehead as she squatted at his feet. He shoved his bare foot into the spine of one of the men on the ground and cocked his machine pistol, pointing it down at his skull.<br><br>"Why do you people always send such complete idiots to kill us?!" he demanded, kicking the man hard in the kidneys. "Right, you know the drill. Who sent you?" He kicked the man firmly in the stomach and waited for a reply. <br><br>"Hmmm, Ping Gung Pong is it?" he remarked incredulously at his captive's reply. "You're a useless piece of shit, and aren't fit to be a baddie in a crap action feature with Steven Segal," he sneered at the men. He clubbed each firmly on the head with the butt of his pistol then tossed them out of the window, one after the other.<br><br>"That was very impressive," he grinned at Lianka once they were alone again, groping her gently and kissing her lips lightly with little licks. He lay back down on the bed and patted the space beside him, still warm from her body. "Zdesh kotchka kotchka!" he beckoned, hoping she survived his awful Russian and pouring them both a tot of vodka from the minibar to calm their nerves.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-11-2009, 11:59:23</strong>
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				Lianka wasn’t very impressed with the interrogation tactics of her British colleague but at least he got a name. In stead of asking them how to get to this Ping Gung, he decided to toss them out of the window. Luckily she had managed to get the personal belongings of her victim and as she jumped on the bed on all fours, purring at his compliment. They had a vodka and then another one and then she got up and got into a simple black dress. A careful inspection of the belongings and the address learned her that one of the lived close by and a visit to his house wouldn’t hurt. <br>By the time they left and Sam had confiscated a car the morning was spend. <br>“Wait in the car,” she told Sam as she looked around her. All she was wearing was the black dress and people might be alarmed if they saw her tail and paws coming from under the cloth. When the coast was clear she got out of the car and with a few agile jumps she climbed into the window of the address. A little more research would have told her the window she entered was the bathroom window. She nearly tripped over the bathtub but regained herself. <br><br>Ten minutes later she stuck her hear through the window again, looked around, jumped down and got back in the car after she safely landed on all fours again.<br>“Not good Sam. This man has pictures of us at the airport. He send them to two email addresses. One of a guy named, Xiao Feng. He is a high ranked mobster. My guess is Ping Gung Pong works for him. Mob systems always work in layers. The guy you interrogated was ordered by Ping Gung who on his turn was ordered by Xiao Feng.” <br><br>She held up a picture of both the Chinese men.<br>“The other email, with our picture was send to an address which worries me even more, it was send to Kylian Trapasov, vice director of the FSB. Now that worries me because one, they know I’m still alive and two, they deal with the Chinese mafia.” <br><br>She grabbed under her dress, leaving it for Sam to guess where she took it from, and held up a small paper.<br>“I managed to get the address of a nightclub owned by mr Pong. Maybe we should pay him a visit tonight?” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 20:42:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam chuckled as Lianka returned quickly, and took the address from her with a kiss on the cheek and a playful grope at the base of her tail. "Sounds good pet, I could do with a good night's clubbing on the job," he winked as he took them for a coffee in Xiamen's most Italian-looking café.<br><br>That evening, Sam got himself ready for a violent night on the down and encouraged Lianka to do the same. No suit jacket tonight, in other words. He'd left the car they'd commandeered that morning out to be stolen, so he ordered them a taxi. He'd even managed to get them put on the guest list. <br><br>His feline femme fatale in tow, Sam ordered them drinks from the bar and knocked his whisky back in one gulp. "Lianka, fend them off," he winked at her as three Chinese teenage girls started following him around and chirping at them in Cantonese. Making their way to the back of the club, they found a lift marked "VIP Guests" to the 20th floor, summoned and boarded it. Sam shoved his partner against the wall of the cabin and nuzzled her with a growl, anticipating the action to come. Before the doors opened he pulled away and brought his hand to his hip, ready to draw his concealed pistol. The silencer wouldn't fit on the muzzle when hiding the gun in his trousers, unfortunately.<br><br>The two largest security guards in China greeted them sternly and grabbed hold of them before Sam could even pull the gun out of his waistband. He gave Lianka a puzzled look as they were dragged through a wide door into the inner sanctum, where a fan and smug looking Pin Gumg Pong awaited them.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 14:50:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fending off the girls was easy enough. A simple growl and a kiss on Sam’s cheek did the job perfectly. The greatest difficulty was, again, hiding that tail. For the occasion Lianka was wearing a white long dress to hide the black fur on her paws and a white fake fur scarf hanging down all the way to her bum to hide the bulge of her tail. <br>“Stupid girls,” she hissed as she followed Sam to the elevator. While waiting she was shifting her weight on both legs, twisting her leg and when the doors had closed she let out a long sigh and grabbed between her legs to readjust her tail. <br><br>“I now see why cats are not walking up straight,” she sighed out. Quickly she organized her dress and hair again to hide her feline features only to get them messed up again when they stepped out of the elevator. Time for some acting, and fast. <br>As soon as they were guided into the room, she guessed the man had to be Pin Gung Pong and acted like it. <br>“Mr Pong! Finally! I work for Xiao Feng. I had to follow this British agent to prevent him from blowing up the facility in Iran. Look what he did to me!” <br><br>Lianka yanked herself free from the big Chinese and gave Sam an angry look. She ran towards Pin Gung and fell on her knees and rubbed his legs with her head, hoping he would fall for the trick. <br>She had at least bought herself some time when Sam was taken away and Pin Gung asked her about Xiao Feng. He was the worst interrogater ever since he told her the story first. Xiao Feng was a weapon dealer and had recently signed a contract with the Iranians for some nuclear weapons. Pin Gung worked as lapdog and was very pleased Xiao Feng had finally send something to reward his ‘hard work’. The fact that this gift had furry paws, a tail and ears protruding from her head didn’t seem to bother him too much. <br><br>Lianka tried everything she could but when they got to bed, she could not prevent sex. Compared to Sam, this Chinese lapdog was tiny and could hardly pleasure her so all the moans were fake and even her orgasm was fake. When Mr. Gung was done he fell asleep almost instantly. <br><br>Quiet and agile Sam snuck out of the bed. The soles under her paws had her walk around without making a sound and when she had found the dress again, she started looking in the room for information, which was hard in the dark. When she had found an address book and a cellphone she found the name XF twice and grinned as she slid them in her handbag. <br><br>On the desk she found a letter opener and again she smiled, this time a little wicked. Slowly she crawled on the bed and over Pin Pong under the sheets. He woke up and saw her crawling over him, at first scared from the yellow eyes glowing in the dark but then smiling and making some perverted requests. The kitten spy had no intentions in going down on him and crawled higher and higher, her hands on both sides of his body. She let out a soft meow and licked her lips. Then the Chinese man panicked as he saw the woman raising her tail, and even more frightening, the razorsharp letter opener held by the tail. <br><br>Lianka started purring and licked her lips again. Then she swushed her tail down over her own head, planting the letter opener firmly in Pin Pong’s chest. His eyes widened and his body twitched a little, held perfectly in control by her body. <br>Again she meowed and stood up, taking her bag and leaving the room. In the information she had also found out where they kept Sam and after a few agile kicks she had knocked out the two guards in front of the door and dashed in. <br><br>Sam was just about to get his pretty face bashed up even more than it already was and Lianka leaped at the big Chinese beating up her master, snarled at him and clawed at his face. Her free hand swung down to his clockwork and after a few firm beatings between the legs, this guard too lay still. Quickly she kissed Sam and undid his bounds and helped him now.<br>“One pussy in this building is more than enough Sam. Get over it. We have to get out before they find Mr. Pong’s dead bo..” <br><br>At that time the alarm went off in the building, telling both spies that the body had been found. <br>Lianka meowed again, this time of annoyance and dragged Sam out of the room.<br>“You’re the escape master. Last time I tried to escape I got turned into a cat. Your turn to contribute to this mission Sam.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>14-11-2009, 20:29:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam was dragged away to a Generic Villain's Interrogation Room. He could recognise it as such by the single light bulb dangling by a wire fro the ceiling, the chair underneath it and the fact that he was being dragged there by brutes. Despite the fact that he'd been trained for this, he wasn't looking forward to it and was wondering why he'd signed up again.<br><br>After a while he grew almost insensitive to the dull pain of the blows everywhere, as his body throbbed with a constant glow of slight agony. Judging by how it hurt to breath, he'd broken a rib or two. Once in a while he spat a tooth defiantly at his torturer, who was getting tired.<br><br>Finally, Lianka came slinking in and took the man with the big fists and small brain down pleasingly viciously. "Well you took your sweet time," he grinned through thick bleeding lips. "Did you bring the emergency handbag?" The alarm went off, and as Lianka helped Sam to his feet and dragged him out the room he saw the need not to fuck about. He quickly took his gun back from the groaning thug.<br><br>Grabbing her handbag, he shot a few holes in the tough smoked glass of one of the windows and gulped a little. This wasn't his everyday routine. The straps of the handbag fitted tightly around his shoulders like a makeshift rucksack. He picked up his kitten and kissed her briefly, letting her taste what had happened to him and tasting the foul Chinese supervillain on her lips. "Hold on tight!" he growled and grabbed the fiddly little zipper on the bag as he kicked the window into tiny shards of safety glass and stepped out into thin air. <br><br>A split second later, he yanked the zipper and tightened his arms around Lianka as the parachute in the bag opened and slowed them down with a jerk. Seconds later, they floated to earth, and Sam took a moment to catch his breath before shouting "TAXI!!!" and dragging her into the first one that passed, casually waving his gun as he shouted at the driver to get a fucking move on in broken Chinese. It didn't look like they were being followed just yet, for a change.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>16-11-2009, 11:18:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had no idea what his intentions were but when he shot the window and took the handbag, she began to have an idea. <br>“Look Sam maybe this isn’t such a goo..” <br>He dragged her along and stepped over the edge into the depth. Yes she was half kitten but she very much doubted if she would land on her feet after a twenty three story fall and even if she did, would she survive that? Closing her eyes and meowing like a scared cat, she held on to Sam as good as she could and got angry at him once they got down. She wanted to slap him but thought he had enough of a beating today and in stead followed him into the taxi.<br><br>After a few minutes of silence she looked at him. <br>“Mr Pong is dead, along with some guards. That is the good news. Bad news is that during our jump, people must have seen us and let’s be honest,” Lianka said while pointed at her tail and Sam. <br>“We don’t exactly blend in with the locals.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 17:53:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"As long as we keep driving like maniacs we shouldn't stand out from them too much," Sam grinned, and shouted at the driver to bring them to the marina, as fast as the big wad of cash he shoved into the driver's hands demanded.<br><br>"Here's one escape route I had planned," he grinned, pulling Lianka out of the taxi the moment it screeched to a halt. He ran towards a small, sleek and powerful speedboat. In an island city like Xiamen the first rule of cool says you have to have one, or rent one on your expense account. "Good to have this thing lying around," he grinned. "Get in kitty! Do you know where to find Xiao Feng Castle?" <br><br>He took the key to the boat from his pocket and started its loud engine, then powered them out of the marina and into the bay surrounding the city. Somehow, he expected company.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 14:13:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka let out a scream of pleasure as Sam powered the boat out onto the water. Her ears and tail fluttering freely in the wind she really felt the urge to undress completely and feel the wind on her naked furry body.<br><br>“I think I saw a map of an island south of Xiamen in Pin Gung’s bedroom. I don’t know what it is but if mr. Pong was involved I think we should check it out. You see while you were slacking off getting yourself beaten up, I was doing some actual spywork.” <br><br>Then she twitched her nose like only a cat would and her smile got really big. Her ears and tail were fluttering with the speed and she giggled at the feeling of it.<br><br>“Go faster Sam!” she laughed out as she held her dress with two hands to prevent it from blowing up or to take it off fast. She was close to the last when Sam opened the throttle a little more.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>06-12-2009, 20:05:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The boat hit 100 kilometres per hour on the calm waters of the bay. Sam grinned at Lianka as her tail whipped in the slipstream, and he slyly raised an eyebrow as she appeared to try and hold her dress on. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he pulled her in front of him and set the boat's autopilot on a constant bearing southwards. That freed up both his hands to take them off the wheel and rub one hand over her front, while the other lifted the skirt of her dress to run up her thighs and fondle the base of her tail.<br><br>"Hold on tight," he growled in her ear as he peeled her dress up and off her, chuckling as he put her on display to any of the other, slower small boats in the bay that happened to be watching them with binoculars. Lianka could feel how thrilling he found all this with her bottom through his trousers. He turned her head and kissed her roughly, grunting "Hold on tight!" against her lips. His fingertip slipped into her panties and played with her tracking piercing as his tongue stabbed against hers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 14:05:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her giggling was drowned by the engine roar and the smashing of the waves. She meowed freely as her tail and ears fluttered freely in the wind and didn’t object to Sam taking off her dress. Her naked furry body now exposed to the wind. <br><br>She felt his tongue in her mouth and immediately returned the kiss and then started the purring from the back of her throat as he played with her sex. Slowly she grinded her hips against his fingers and as the two special agents were enjoying their boat trip, in the distance a lot of Chinese fishermen where watching them. <br>One of them soon picked out a phone and called his boss who in turn warned the security of Xao Feng who in their turn warned Xao Feng himself. He ordered his guards to give the two spies a very warm but not too friendly welcome.<br><br>When the speedboat had reached the island and the castle, Lianka had her dress back on but her short black hair was all scruffy. They were welcomed by the guards and when they told them they wanted to speak to Xao Feng (they didn’t mention they wanted to kill him obviously), they were taken to a waiting area. <br>Within minutes they both realized what Xao Feng meant with a warm but not too friendly welcome. The room they were in was some sauna and the temperature was rising tremendously fast. After a short but heavy cat frenzy in which Lianka clawed the door, windows and air vents, she calmed down, sweat running down her body like a waterfall..<br><br>“Your turn…” she panted heavily, “Mr. Houdini.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 19:45:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Lianka clawed rabidly at what didn't look like viable exits, Sam sat down against the wall and tried to think of an escape plan urgently. The veins on his sweat soaked forehead bulged like suspension bridge cables, as he watched his partner go into a kitty frenzy. <br><br><strong>"Calm down pet,"</strong> he panted, <strong>"you'll pass out sooner if you panic. I think I still have some of the paste..."</strong> He spoke softly, to preserve the strength draining from him, and took the little tube out of his pocket. The door had a monstrously thick, tungsten steel lock which stood between them and survival. Sam squeezed every last particle out of the tube onto the keyhole, but there was just a tiny speck left. Still, it widened the hole a little. Maybe there was still hope.<br><br><strong>"Lend me your Deagle, and breathe as slowly as you can,"</strong> he whispered to her, slowly stroking her neck, back and ears to calm her just a little. He took the gun from her holster and took out the powerful magnum cartridges. They'd be perfect.<br><br>The temperature meter in the sauna hovered around 95 degrees, so Sam got to work fast. He pocketed five 9mm bullets for use in emergencies, then started emptying all the rest of their bullets into his handkerchief. Christ alone knew whether the bang would be big enough. <strong>"You get the picture, lend a claw,"</strong> he hissed. <br><br>After stuffing the makeshift bomb into the eroded keyhole, Sam quickly reloaded his gun with the ammo he had left and lit a corner of the fabric gingerly, half expecting it to take his hand off. It fizzled towards the explosive charge furiously.<br><br><strong>"Down,"</strong> he grunted wearily, diving to the searing floor with Lianka and covering her with his bulk, just in case he'd overestimated the amount of powder they'd need.<br><br><strong>"That worked even better than it did in training,"</strong> Sam gasped as the smoke cleared. It felt like he'd got a bit of metal or two from the explosion in the small of his back as he dragged his partner out of the death chamber. The lock had shattered like a Swarowski crystal butterfly.<br><br>Drawing his combat knife and half-empty handgun, he carried Lianka over his shoulder to a drinking fountain. Apparently they hadn't posted a guard on the door; their captors obviously weren't the kind who enjoy watching the last moments of their victims. The fountain had two taps opposite each other; and the agent supported Lianka with his arm, grinning with a beetroot face as he drank pint after pint of water for sheer life. <br><br>After they'd recovered a little, Sam took in his surroundings. To their good fortune, it appeared that the guards and perhaps even Mr. Feng himself were amusing themselves upstairs with loud and unbearable Chinese banjo music. That had probably drowned out the explosion as they escaped, and Sam fought the urge to do a victory dance to it. <br><br><strong>"Right, pussycat,"</strong> he whispered as he crept up to the bottom of the wide wooden staircase, <strong>"stay close this time. Should I kill that bastard for you, or would you like the honour?"</strong><br><br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>20-03-2010, 12:45:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lianka was close to passing out and she only heard the explosion in a semi conscious state. Heck, Siberians weren't made for this temperatures, let alone siberian kittens. Gasping and taking in the cool air as Sam dragged her out of the chamber she drank as much as she could from the fountain. When she was cooled down enough, she wirled her tail around and sniffed and listened to the surroundings. The staircase didn't seem solid and might squeek. She sighed as she didn't want to test their luck any further. <br><br>"You can kill him but let me go first," she whispered and climbed the stairs on all fours, making sure it wouldn't make noises. When she got on top of it, she held her hand up to Sam to warn him to stay down. Quickly she ran down the aisle in search of guards. Somehow it was hard to believe nobody was watching them and soon enough she found two patrolling guards. They must have been at the other side of the building when the blast went off. Carefully she followed them until they reached the open courtyard where Sam was waiting. <br><br>Agile she jumped on one of the guards and wrapped her tail around the neck of the other. As they both fell down she tightened her tail around the guard's neck and hissed at the other. They were both panicked enough not to use their weapons and obviously weren't trained to expect 'visitors' here. The one guard frantically tried to unwrap her tail and the other just looked to terrified to do anything. Seductively she licked his face and than knocked him out with a well placed blow to his temple. She did the same to the other and unwrapped her tail and kneeled down sitting on her feet and hands, purring and swushing her tail around looking for Sam down at the stairs.<br><br>"Neutralized," she meowed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Operation Aladdin's Cave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 19:20:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam leaned back against the wall as he let Lianka take care of things. The elegance with which she took down two large, if idiotic men with her flexible tail had him wondering what else she could do with it. He strolled over to her and ran his knuckles down her spine, then gently stroked her fuzzy tail between his fingertips with a smirk.<br><br><strong>"Nice one kitten,"</strong> he whispered, <strong>"we'll have to take out his friends unarmed too. I have five bullets left, and I'm saving them for Mr. Feng."</strong> He twirled his combat knife between his fingers. It had a length of steel cable in the handle which you could pull out to strangle someone, but Sam preferred cutting people up.<br><br>Knife in hand, Sam started creeping up the side of a wide wooden staircase, towards the terrible Chinese banjo music. He'd make Feng pay for his threats to world peace and British national security,&nbsp; and his antisocial tastes in music. With two quick jabs to the upper back, straight through the lungs, he made the two guards at the top of the stairs stop being able to scream and start bleeding quickly to death. After hiding the corpses under the stairs, he beckoned for Lianka to follow him.<br><br>Sam went upstairs and down the landing. At the end was a thick steel door that vibrated slightly with the music that wafted through it. How loud would it have to be to make the metal ripple like that? The noise was excruciating. Sam couldn't stand sneaking towards it any longer, so he ran at the door and kicked it in.<br><br>Mr. Feng opened the door from the inside just as Sam's flying kick arrived, causing him to fall through the doorway inelegantly. He quickly rose to his feet and eyed the fat Chinaman. <br><br>Feng just laughed, and pulled off his face. It wasn't really his face, but some kind of silicone mask. A large, grey, alien mouth appeared and grinned at them.<br><br><strong>"It seems there really is no intelligent life on Earth. I'm just visiting,"</strong> the Feng-creature drawled in an accent that was part Chinese, part German, and part extraterrestrial.<br>&nbsp;<br>
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