"Atlanta Shore - No Strings Attached" by Gaghertite

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"Atlanta Shore - No Strings Attached" by Gaghertite

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Atlanta Shore - No Strings Attached

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The control tower at Marineville was deserted with the exception of Atlanta Shore. It was her turn to take the 2.00am - 6.00am shift. She sat at the desk of the tower's security and early warning systems control panel. Dozens of switches, lights and buttons were in front of her and they all had a purpose and all were very important in the running of Marineville, the headquarters of W.A.S.P the World Aquanautics Sea Patrol. Atlanta was in her mid-twenties and was of slim build and had auburn neck length hair.
Her most striking feature however was her pale face and large deep blue eyes.
Although she was the daughter of Commander Shore , the head of the base at Marineville she expected no special treatment and to be fair her father was as hard on her as he was with anybody else. Atlanta was dressed in her tight fitting silvery grey tunic uniform with red trim around the neck collar and sleeve cuffs. Her shoulder epaulettes were red and gold. On the top of each arm were the round W.A.S.P. insignia badge The trousers of her uniform were tucked into her white leather ankle boots. Although some would say that Atlanta had a rather wooden personality she was in fact a loving and caring person and she loved nobody more than Troy Tempest the hunky captain of Stingray, Marineville's main weapon in its fight against the undersea fish people. Her thoughts about Troy were suddenly broken when a red light started flashing on one of the panels in front of her and an alarm started bleeping from the same panel. Atlanta quickly checked the source of the alarm, Sector 4 perimeter fence intruder alert, but wait that Section had a sensor problem as there had been two false alarms from that sector earlier in the day .The whole base had been put on red alert only for it to have been a sensor problem and there had been no intruder threat after all. Atalanta pondered what to do, she could put the base on battle stations and the whole complex would descend into its protective underground bunker, fighter jets would be scrambled and Stingray would be prepared for immediate launch. No, she was sure it was a sensor error. A maintenance crew were due to fix the sensor first thing in the morning. However just to make sure she would check Sector 4 herself . She went to a locker in the corner of the control tower and pulled out her gun belt which fitted snugly around her slim waist. The gun belt contained a pouch with handcuffs, a flashlight and radio pouch and a holster containing her W.A.S.P revolver. A few moments later she was exiting the Control Tower building and breathing in the warm night air. The stars were out and there was a full moon so visability was not a problem as she walked between the complexes buildings . There was total silence as all of Marineville were sleeping.
After walking for ten minutes Atlanta approached the remote area of Sector 4. At first as she checked the area there appeared to be no problem, but then she noticed a small section of the perimeter fencing had been cut open/


Atlanta Shore (Final PART)

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As Atlanta neared the hole in the fence, fifty yards ahead within the bases' grounds were two figures. They seemed unaware of Atlanta's presence. She closed the distance between herself and the figures and whilst doing so she drew her revolver from its holster . When she was about twenty yards from them she shouted 'Marineville security do not move ' and at the same time she leveled her revolver at them. The two figures turned and looked startled . Atlanta could now clearly see that the intruders were two female fish people.
They gabbled something in fish language to each other and with lightening reflexes they both hurled with a flick of their powerful wrists a metal kung fu star at Atlanta. The kung fu stars were a favourite weapon of the fish people but Atlanta was unconcerned as their aim was poor and the stars would fly way over her head. The young Marineville navel office should have been more concerned however because as the kung fu stars flew over her head they severed the strings attached to her shoulders and arms. Her revolver immediately dropped to the ground and she slumped forward face downwards on to the ground.
The fish women then moved quickly towards Atlanta and after one of them had retrieved the kung fu stars they used them to cut the strings attached to her legs to prevent her from kicking out. Also Atlanta's hair was lifted up at the back of her head and the concealed string which operated her jaw was also cut thereby rendering her speechless. In fact apart from being able to open and close her eyes Atlanta had been completely immobilised.
The fish women then picked up Atlanta and carried her back through the hole in the fence. A third fish woman was waiting nearby in a vehicle and Atlanta was placed in the boot.
After a short journey to the nearest beach the fish women launched their small row boat which had been hidden in some bushes near the beach.
They rowed out to sea with Atlanta lying helpless in the bottom of the boat. It was not many minutes before they reached a fish submarine waiting off the coast.
They all boarded the submarine with Atlanta as their prisoner.
A couple of hours later Atlanta was carried in to the throne room of Titania the fish princess. Titania approached Atlanta who was supported by the arms of two fish women. Titania ran her rough hands over the smooth fabric of Atlanta's uniform. Titania' fingers unbuttoned the tunic and soon Atlanta's gun belt was removed from her waist. Finally her trousers and boots were also taken off, leaving her completely naked .
Titania's hands explored Atlanta's sexy pine carved body. All of once Titania let out a scream of pain. 'What is it your majesty' one of the fish women asked. ' A damn splinter from this terrainian's breast said Titania holding one of her fingers.' Do these surface dwellers not have any sandpaper'............


THE END
7/7/2012,
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