Helga's Revenge

Spies’ House 11:39 am

“OH FUCK ME FUCK ME,” Alex screamed as Sam eagerly obliged driving her green strapon into Alex’s pussy. Alex was helpless. Sam had tied her hands and feet with rope. She now lay naked spread eagle across the bed. Sam twirled her long brown locks behind her head and took off her strapon. “I’ll be right back bitch,” Sam whispered.

Sam always enjoyed when it was her turn to dominate. The spies rotated positions in their weekly sex games and this week was Sam’s turn to dominate. “When will that cunt be back,” Sam thought as she looked at her watch. Clover had told Sam and Alex about a new erotica store and told them that she was going to get some new toys for their games. “If that whore is trying to get out of being my bitch, I’ll make her regret it.” Sam opened a drawer and her room and shuffled through various sexual toys. She quickly grabbed the object of her desire, and returned to her helpless friend.

Alex had finally regained her breath when Sam entered carrying a vibrator. Alex toyed, “Really Sammy, just a vibrator?” A wide grin spread across Sam’s face. This wasn’t just any vibrator. She had designed it in the WOOHP weapons lab the week before specifically for this day. It used a special motor giving it 20x the stimulative effect of a normal vibrator. Sam turned the vibrator on and set it to maximum power.

Alex’s whole body lurched forward as Sam placed the vibrator onto her pussy. Within seconds, the bed sheet was covered in Alex’s cum. Sam smiled and softly whispered into Alex’s ear, “How does my little bitch like my special vibrator?” Alex attempted to reply but the sensation was too great. Her orgasms were growing more intense with each vibration sent into her pussy. As the orgasms began to take over Alex’s consciousness, Sam removed the vibrator and set it down on the desk.

12:10 pm. As Sam looked at the clock she turned to Alex and began to untie her. “Get dressed bitch,” Sam commanded. Alex immediately complied. Just as she finished, Sam blindfolded and gagged her. Sam carried her to the car and threw her in the trunk.

Clover still wasn’t back yet and Sam had been looking forward to paying Clover back for their last sex game. “That bitch will be my slave by the end of today,” thought Sam as she pulled out of the driveway and raced to Fashion Erotica.