The Nakamura Tower Heist Pt1

[Stormtrooper1990]

This story came about after a discussion with meditions142 about the replacement of an uniformed receptionist by a female robber, during a heist. I then put forward the idea of a large scale heist involving many replacements. Here a 10 woman gang, the "Merry Women" lead by Gina Torres plan to rob the nearly opened Nakamura Tower in Los Angeles, during its auguration. Inside the tower is $500 million dollars worth of gold bullion and vere bonds that the "merry women" plan to redistribute the wealth to more charitable causes. But first they need disguises. This is part one of their story.



Melissa Davenport was fed up, as a receptionist at the newly opened Nakamura Tower her job was to greet visitors and guests to the tower, but so far no visitors. Here on the ground floor, it was just herself and three female security staff in a security office just off the lobby. At 21, Melissa had taken this job as a way to fund her way through law school at UC Stanford and because of the swanky uniform she got at her induction yesterday. Her uniform consisted of a black waistcoat with her nameplate on her left breast and the badge of the Nakamura Corporation on her right breast, with matching black slacks and dress shoes. Underneath the waistcoat was a long sleeve white shirt, with a black ribbon tie cinched at the neck, with a round digital watch on her left wrist. Letting out a long frustrated sigh, Melissa took out her phone to check her twitter feed catching her reflection in the screen. She was a looker with high cheekbones rounded features and big brown almond shaped eyes, with studded earrings. Her long brown hair, done up in a long ponytail. Well that was disappointing she thought, none of her 100 followers had commented on her latest tweet. She put her phone down on the desk, looking up to see two young women enter the building, Melissa quickly smoothed her uniform and fixed them both a smile. One was a tall blonde woman with long blonde hair, in a braided ponytail with slender cheek bones with slightly square features and narrow blue eyes, she dressed in a grey LA hoodie with blue denim jeans and converse trainers. The other was a Japanese girl, with high cheekbones and a heart shaped face, with big slanted brown eyes and her short black hair cut in a pixie cut. She was wearing a cartoon cat tank top with matching black leather jacket and trousers with platform boots. As the two approached the desk, Melissa flashed them her best welcoming smile. "Hi I'am Melissa. Welcome to Nakamura Tower. How can I help you?" The blonde flashed her a curious smile. "Hi Melissa, my friend here needs your clothes." Melissa blinked, she suddenly felt very afraid."W-what?!" She cried. Before she had a chance to press the silent alarm, the blonde had pulled out a strange long barrel gun and pointed it at her. Melissa reared back. "Oh my G--uh" She felt the sensation of a dart hitting her neck, the chemicals flowing through her bloodstream to her brain, as she fell sideways off her chair onto the carpeted floor, unconscious.


"Fucking hell that was so hot Ingrid. The look on her face when you said that, was priceless." Said Naomi as she hopped over the reception desk kneeling over the unconscious body of Melissa. " It's the best part of the job, and the stripping. Look here come the other two. Strip the receptionist and let the boss into the underground carpark. Sandra, Franny and I will take the security staff." Ingrid quickly met the others at the front door, as they proceeded into the security office. Naomi rolled the unconscious Melissa onto her front, then stripped down to her underwear. "Ok let's unwrap my present, sorry about this Melissa." She rubbed her hands together as she started to strip the unconscious Melissa. She started by removing the dart from her neck, along with her watch and studded earrings. Ingrid had darted the receptionist with a powerful modified tranq that would keep the girl under for 10 hours, more then enough time for them to complete the heist. After removing the ribbon tie from Melissa's neck, Naomi unfastened the waistcoat, slipping it off her shoulders. She then unbuttoned Melissa's white shirt, revealing a hint of B-cup breasts covered by a white lace floral bra with a small ribbon between the cups. Naomi removed the shoes from the girl's dainty feet then unfastened her slacks, working them off her slim hips, peeling them down her long divine legs and off her body. Exposing a matching white lace thong, with a ribbon on the hem line above the gusset. As Naomi got dressed in the unconscious Melissa's clothes, she glanced down at the beautiful unconscious receptionist, clad only in her matching white lace bra and thong panties. "Cute undies, sweetheart you can keep those. I'am covered." When had finished strapping on Melissa's watch, Naomi rolled the unconscious girl under the desk and took the former receptionists seat. As she hunched the seat up to the desk, Naomi rested her feet in Melissa's unconscious athletic body. She practiced her best smile. "Hi I'am Melissa. Welcome to Nakamura Tower, How can I help you?" Naomi said in a perfect imitation of the real Melissa's voice. As she saw the bosses van pull up outside the garage, Naomi buzzed then in. She then put her hand to her earpiece. "This is Kitsune, receptionist has been neutralised and disguise acquired. Welcome to Nakamura Tower, boss."



Security guard Kathryn Burrows and her two fellow security guards Caitlyn Tucker and Emily Kyle, were settling down to a comfortable night shift at Nakamura Tower. Things were relatively quiet since the arrival of the caterers who were still getting their supplies unloaded in the parking garage. So quiet in fact that the guards had decided to settle down to play a few hands of poker. All three of them were dressed in the security uniform of the Nakamura Tower, which consisted of a white uniform shirt with the Nakamura logo on their right shoulders and American flag on their left, with their nameplates on the right breasts and badge on the left. Black trousers with yellow piping down the seams, with black dress shoes on their feet. Their gunbelts around their waists, with Glock 17s, flashlights spare ammo and pepper sprays. Black Baseball caps with "SECURITY" embroidered on the front completed the look. At 26, Kathryn really wanted to join the LAPD but had applied 5 times and had got rejected 5 times, she soon resigned herself to being a rent-a- cop. At least she got a uniform, one that her wife found sexy at least. She had her auburn hair tied through the loop of her baseball cap, in a curled ponytail. She had slender cheekbones with rounded features and pale blue eyes, she glanced at her friend Caitlyn, who was focused on her cards. Caitlyn was 23 with short shoulder length dark hair, green eyes with sharp but beautiful features. Her fellow guards teased her constantly about her crush on the foxy receptionist Melissa. Across from her was Emily who was only 21, with her light brown hair done in a sensible bun at the base of her head. She had warm hazel eyes, and looked more like a super model then a security guard. Plus she was a terrible poker player. "I raise $100." Said Kathryn as she looked over her straight flush towards Caitlyn. "I raise $100 as well. You are not going to get me this time Katie." Kathryn looked at the pot. Where a modest $1000 had built up, mostly from Emily's pocket. The stupid girl had bet too high to soon. "I don't have any more cash, I fold." Emily placed her cards on the table, her face has gone bright red. "Well that just leaves you and me Cat. I call, straight flush." She laid her cards on the table. Caitlyn smiled. " Well put it this way, I will be taking that money and I will be taking the sexy Melissa out on a hot d--" They never did find out what her hand was, as two gas grenades were thrown into the security office. The three guards reared back as white gas sprang forth, they began to cough and splutter as they were overcome by the fumes. Emily and Caitlyn fell over their chairs as Kathryn fell over the table spilling the pot and cards onto the floor, soon all three security guards were unconscious on the floor of the security office.


As Ingrid, Sandra and Franny, wearing gas masks waited for the gas to subside, Ingrid reflected on the plan. She was the second in command of the the infamous "Merry Women." An all female gang of thieves who specialised in robbing rich corps like Nakamura and redistributing their wealth into more deserving hands. Their leader was Gina Torres a brilliant intelligent Latina, who was once a member of the Private Military Contractor the Silver Eagle Battalion, until it's assets where brought out by the Shadow Initiative . She had contacts in the black market that had supplied the gang with a whole crate of Morpheus gas grenades, the famous tech of the Intiative. Ingrid was impressed, it was no wonder that those Darkwatch assholes got their ass handed to them. As the digital readout on her watch read four zeros, she gave the OK sign. Both Franny and Sandra took off their masks. Franny O'Rourke, was a slim athletic ginger haired 23 year old Irish Woman, with shoulder length hair squared features spotted with freckles and emerald eyes. While Sandra Pollock, a 24 year old British girl, with rounded features high cheekbones and turquoise coloured eyes. Her dark brown hair done up in a short ponytail. "Ok ladies, let's see what we have got to work with." Said Ingrid as they walked into the security office.


When they entered the office, they found the three unconscious guard's sprawled on the floor in a small living space."Looks we ruined poker night, how much do you think the pot was?" Came the Irish lilt of Franny as the saw the broken table, with one of the sleeping guards sprawled across it. Sandra walked over to the unconscious dark haired guard "I will take the dark brunette here, she is my size." She said as she nudged the girl with her foot. Franny had already knelt by the unconscious chestnut headed brunette, removing her gunbelt. " The Brunette sweetie here is all mine." Ingrid knelt by the redheaded guard. "That leaves red here to me." She rolled over the guards body, whose name was "Burrows" according to her nameplate. After she stripped down to her underwear, Ingrid removed the guards gunbelt, shoes, black socks and baseball cap. She then unbuttoned the woman's white uniform shirt, catching a hint of a black sports bra, covering a well rounded pair of C-cup breast then unfastened the guards trousers. Ingrid carefully worked the guards trousers from around her hips, peeling them down her long legs and off her body, exposing a matching solid black hipster shorts that protected the woman's modesty. After she slipped off the uniform shirt from around the unconscious guard's shoulders, Ingrid got dressed in the rest of the guards uniform, pulling the baseball hat over her had. She glanced over to her fellow Merry Women, fully dressed in their stolen uniforms, standing over the underwear clad bodies of the unconscious guard's. The brunette was wearing a white crop lace camisole, the nipples of her B-cups straining against the thin fabric with matching white thong, her was sprayed out across her shoulders as Franny had worked out her scrunchie and copied her bun, while the raven haired brunette was wearing a rather fetching set from matching black lace underwired bra and lace G-string. Sandra shrugged. "You think she had a hot date lined up? It's not exactly standard." They all laughed as they dragged the three unconscious underwear clad guards, to their lockers stashing them inside. When they where finished, Ingrid touched her ear. "Boss, Valkyrie here. Security staff neutralised and disguises acquired. Waiting your go over." As they began to clear up mess of the fallen table, Franny pocketed the money. " A thousand dollars, well finders keepers."



Gina Torres the leader of the Merry Women, along with 5 others of her gang quietly advanced on the unsuspecting 6 waitresses as they were unloading the food and drink from their van to the gala upstairs. Gina had waited until two of the women had disappeared into the elevator, leaving behind a manageable four to deal with here. They would simply ambush the remaining two on their way back down. Gina was 29, she used to be a lieutenant in the Mexican Army before she was dishonourably discharged for striking a superior officer. Then she had joined the SEB as an officer but hated it. While she never saw action nor had her uniform stolen, unlike some of her friends. After the SI had defeated then brought out the PMC, Gina wanted to atone for joining an organisation that put profit over people, so she had formed the "Merry Women from women of various nationalities and backgrounds. She had styled them after the famous Robin Hood, with a similar goal to rob from the rich and to give to those more deserving. She had the high cheekbones, angular features big brown eyes and tanned skin of a sexy latina, her raven coloured hair cut into a pixie style. Returning to the present, Gina appraised the women. Their uniforms consisted of a white long sleeve shirt, with a clip on bow tie about their necks, with a red apron tied around their waists. A pair of black trousers and matching pumps completed their looks. Gina signalled three of her girls to prepare their sedatives, as they closed in. Gina saw one of the women sneak off for a crafty cigarette break behind a supporting column, she followed her.



Waitress Nicki Adams, was 20 she had only joined the catering firm Angels Food services last week, part time as a way to fund her sports sciences degree in order to become a physiotherapist, she had high cheekbones angular features and blue eyes, her golden blonde hair done up in a ponytail. As she went back to the open catering van to fetch another batch of sushi, she felt a gloved hand clamp over her mouth, to stifle her cry of surprise, then the sensation of a needle being plunged into her throat. She felt the chemicals flow through her bloodstream, towards her brain as she lost consciousness and slumped into her attackers arms, unconscious. Ivana Jankovic, a serbian brunette member of the Merry Women placed the girl inside the catering van."This is Ivana, one done, over." She said as she spoke into her earpiece. Ivana then climbed into the van, closing the slide door behind her. After stripping off her clothes, she began to strip the unconscious waitress.



Waitresses Wendy Peterson and Rachel Stevens, where busy unloading the champagne, putting the bottles on trays to be taken upstairs before the guests arrived. Wendy was 23, with long black hair, cut into a short comb over style with slender cheekbones, heart shaped features and almond shaped eyes, while her colleague 24 year old Rachel had her long chestnut hair loose about her shoulders with high classical cheekbones, rounded face and piercing blue eyes. So engrossed where they in their work, they did not see Merry Women Sasha Dubrov, a flame haired Bulgarian, and Amanda Sparks, an Australian with platinum blonde hair close on them. Both women clamping their hands over the waitresses mouths, injecting them with powerful sedatives. They quickly slumped in their attackers arms unconscious, succumbing to the chemicals. Sasha and Amanda dragged the unconscious women towards their truck. When they got there they knocked once, the side door opened revealing Ivana. She was already dressed in her stolen uniform, standing over the underwear clad body of a blonde waitress, dressed only in a white t-shirt bra and matching thong. Sasha and Amanda, tossed the unconscious waitresses inside, then climbed in after them. As Ivana closed the door after them, they stripped down to their underwear and started to strip the unconscious women.


Waitress Gail McGowan had decided to sneak off for a quick cigarette, the 5 others had everything under control. At 24, she had rounded features with smooth cheekbones and dark brown eyes, her face framed by shoulder length dark brown hair parted down the centre. As she tried and failed to light her cigarette, she heard an accented female voice. "Hey need a light?" Gail looked up to see a startlingly beautiful latina, who flashed her a mischievous grin. Before she could say anything, the girl clamped her left hand over her mouth pinning her to the column. Gail's eyes widened as the latina plunged a long needle into her neck, she could feel the chemicals enter her bloodstream and enter her brain. She slumped unconscious, pinned against the column. Gina let the woman fall onto her shoulders, and carried her over to the caterers van. Gina placed her hand over her ear. "Carol, Maggie. Get into position by the elevator, the last two are all yours."



As she knocked on the side door of the van, she was greeted by Sasha, Ivana and Amanda standing over the underwear clad bodies of the sleeping waitresses. A woman with long chestnut hair, was wearing matching blue lace bra and matching bikini shorts, while a darker brunette was wearing a lacy black one piece. "I see you guys couldn't wait to get started without me." She said as she lowered the unconscious brunette into the van. " You know, there isn't a rule that states the boss gets first dibs." Said Ivana, in clipping accented English, her Serbian safecracker. Gina smiled as she dragged the unconscious waitress inside. "Ok ladies, can I have some space, please." Ivana smiled as she and the others jumped out of the van, closing it shut behind her. Gina stripped off her clothes, down to her underwear. When was finished, she started to strip the unconscious waitress. She started by removing the girls shoes, and bow tie and reached around her waist, untying the leather apron and pulling it loose. Gina then unbuttoned the waitresses trousers, working them past her hips, peeling them down her long legs and off her body revealing a red lace thong covering her modesty. After pulling up the uniform trousers, Gina unbuttoned the girls white shirt, pulling her half naked body up into a seated position, slipping it off her shoulders. Revealing a matching red lace underwired bra, covering her firm C-cup breasts. Letting the now underwear clad unconscious waitress fall back onto the van floor, Gina finished getting dressed in her stolen uniform. She opened the van door, to see Carol Vickers and Maggie Anuwat dragging a pair of unconscious waitresses towards her. Carol was an auburn haired American, while Maggie was a sultry looking Thai girl with beautiful tanned skin and short shoulder length hair. Maggie was carrying a petite korean-american waitress, with braided black pigtails while Carol was dragging a honey blonde waitress with a sensible bun at the back of her head. "Hey, boss. These two are heavier then they look." Joked Carol as they approached.



"Looks like we are the last ones again." Chuckled Maggie as she tossed in her mark into the back off the van. Carol quickly followed her. Gina watched as her friends quickly stripped the unconscious women out of their uniforms. She could feel her nipples stiffen and her loins go afire as she always did during heists. Acquiring disguises was her most favourite part of the heists. After 5 minutes Maggie and Carol were fully dressed in their stolen uniforms, standing over the underwear clad bodies of the sleeping women. The Korean girl was wearing a sheer white lace bralette with matching white lace hipster shorts, while the blonde was wearing a solid black bra with a matching thong. "Looking good ladies" smirked Gina as Maggie and Carol chambered out the van. Gina spared the 6 unconscious underwear clad sleeping waitresses a long look savouring their slim, athletic figures before she closed the van door and locked it behind her. Leaving the 6 sleeping beauties in darkness.


"Ok ladies, let's smuggle our gear in using the serving trays. We have 15 minutes until the guests arrive. Spike their drinks with the sedative. When they are asleep, we secure the vault and the loot." Maggie shot her hand up. Gina gestured to her to speak. "Can we strip the female party guests, I mean they have to be wearing some expensive shit, right. Let's "redistribute" that too." The team laughed. "I have always liked the way you think, Mags." Gina clapped her hands and the team sprang into action. Gina smiled at her Merry Women. Phase one of the Nakamura heist was over, Phase two was about to began. It was time to redistribute $500 million dollars.

[simon4242]

do we get a classic stormzy epilogue at the of the story lol

[Stormtrooper1990]

do we get a classic stormzy epilogue at the of the story lol

At the end of the end of of story definitely.

[simon4242]

marvellous

[rufusluciusivan]

I have to say, among all your concepts so far, this one is by far my favrorite - in terms of characters, of plot, and of the uniform stealing and aftermaths themselves.

[simon4242]

mind you like your work all of the stories are good ....we are blessed with you and stormzy and others on her

[Stormtrooper1990]

mind you like your work all of the stories are good ....we are blessed with you and stormzy and others on her

Thanks Simon, I appreciate that

[simon4242]

credit where credit due have you thought of doing a sword and sorcery serial like conan and valeria characters

[meditions142]

Well Stormtrooper1990, that story is just amazing. When you and I started discussing the story I knew it would be good, but, wow did you put together a spectacular story.

The take out of Melissa was absolutely perfect. Starts off with the pretty brunette being bored at the lack of activity. Passing the time being distracted by her phone and Twitter. Then two women enter and Melissa goes into professional receptionist mode greeting them but not having a clue about what is about to her.

Loved the “Hi Melissa, my friend here needs your clothes” comment from Ingrid. Then the actual take out is so perfect. Before Melissa can recover from her confusion and react by pressing the alarm, Ingrid pulls out the dart gun and shoots her in the neck.

What type of drugs are the thieves using? It was called a “modified tranq.” Whatever it is powerful stuff. Sounds like Melissa was unconscious before her sexy body even hit the floor. And we know the drug will keep her unconscious for 10 hours. So what is this great drug?

The stripping was great. Love Naomi’s comment “OK let’s unwrap my present, sorry about this Melissa.” And like the touch of her not only removing the clothes but the watch and earrings too. And removing the dart from Melissa’s neck as well.

Love the image of Naomi completely taking Melissa’s place while resting her feet on Melissa’s half naked unconscious body.

Then we get the great set up of the guard scene. Bored guards passing the time playing poker. They should have been more alert. They made themselves such easy targets.

Love Caitlyn discussing taking Melissa out on a date not realizing that just across the lobby thanks in part to she and her fellow guards not doing their jobs Melissa had been put to sleep and was now stripped to her bra and panties.

Great scene of all three woman slumping over and then falling to the floor as the gas overcame them. Fun that they used the Morpheus gas from SI against the guards. Since it is Morpheus gas we know the women will sleep for 12 hours, wake up with no memory of what happened and have headaches.

We then get the quick take outs of the waitresses. The great take out of Nicki. Quick cover the mouth and inject the neck move. Wonder if the drug in the injection was the same stuff in the dart used on Melissa? It seemed to knock Nicki out just as quickly.

When then get the quick double take out of Wendy and Rachel. Love to imagine them both simultaneously slumping back into their attacker’s waiting arms.

Then loved Gina’s attack on Gail. The old “Hey need a light” comment before forcing Gail up against a column and injecting her was really cool.

Then, when it is all over, we get the fantastic image of all six sexy young waitresses laying unconscious together in the back of the van in nothing but their bras and panties.

Loved everything about this story. Thanks so much for doing it.

[Stormtrooper1990]

I have to say, among all your concepts so far, this one is by far my favrorite - in terms of characters, of plot, and of the uniform stealing and aftermaths themselves.

Thank you very much Rufus,

I'am glad you enjoyed it.