Rachel Nichols as Kiera Driscoll, a notoriously dangerous freelance assassin currently enjoy the hospitality of the AXE bases holding cell after being captured when her latest assignment went wrong.
Featuring Yvonne Strahovski as Sarah, the guard on duty at the detention area of the AXE London secret base.
"Control come in? Control do you read me? The lights just went out down here. What is your status?"
Sarah said as she tried to get contact on her walkie-talkie.
"Maybe they are just trying to give us a little mood lighting."
Kiera chuckled as she leaned against the cell bars.
"Be quiet!"
Sarah ordered distractedly at her as she continued to try and get through on the walkie.
"Want me to try?"
Kiera asked.
"I told you to shut the hell up!!!"
Sarah snapped angrily as she turned towards her, pointing her machine gun at her as a show of intimidation.
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"Geez touchy much? I was just trying to help."
Kiera shrugged as she stepped away from the bars.
"Well I don't need your help."
Sarah said disdainfully.
Her attention turned away from the cell by strange noises coming from the distance Sarah spun around towards the entrance with her machine gun raised and ready, backing away from it.
"Control, I say again... do you read me? Is anyone there?"
She announced somewhat anxiously into her walkie-talkie.
Getting no reply she retreated further from the door, dribbles of sweat pouring down her exquisitely beautiful face as she kept the machine gun trained on the door. Let them come whoever they are, she thought to herself defiantly with her finger on the trigger... She was ready for them. Taking a step further back Sarah felt the heel of her boot bang against the bottom of the bars and it dawned that she'd backed all the way up to the cell without meaning too. All of a sudden she caught the flash of a steel garrote coming down over her head, the glint of light reflecting in it catching her eye for a fraction of a second before it wrapped around her neck and tightened.
"Hhhrrruuugghh....."
Sarah gasped in a breathless shock as Kiera yanked the garrote back, pulling her hard against the bars, the machine gun falling out of her hands and dropping to the floor.
"What was it that you said about not getting too close to the bars?"
Kiera hissed with a grin as she yanked back as hard as she could on the garrote.
Her beautiful sparklingly gray eyes bulging in agony and panic, Sarah flailed and struggled against the bars as hard as she could, her fingers clawing and tugging at the thin wire strangling her. Gagging horribly with a mouthful of saliva spilling down her chin her tongue came thrusting out between her pouty, pink lips and waggled in the air. The firm, luscious breasts heaved and bounced madly inside the tight flak jacket and her firm, round buttocks rode hard against the cold bars, polishing them between her cheeks. The leather boots scraped along the floor as they jerked and thrashed across it, kicking the machine gun further out of reach as she so desperately tried to reach it. As her struggles intensified and the sounds of strangled groans filled the room, Sarah's cap was knocked from her head as her long mane of golden blonde hair came undone from its bun, setting it cascading down across her shoulders and sweaty, discolored cheeks... framing her gorgeous face as it contorted and clenched in agony and fear.
"In case you are wondering where the garrote came from... it was hidden inside the lining of my suit. You really shouldn't have let me keep it on."
Kiera laughed softly as she leaned in close against the bars, feeling Sarah's body thrash up against hers through the bars.
".....ggrrhhh....ple...rrggghh.....ease....do....hurgghh.....n't...."
Sarah squealed desperately as Keira saw tears roll down her cheeks, her beautiful eyes overcome with fear and panic.
"Ssssshhh.... it'll be over soon. Its easier if you don't fight it."
Kiera whispered softly.
Holding onto the garrote with one hand she let her other hand roam down, running across Sarah's shapely buttocks and hips through the bars, gently caressing them as she buried her nose in the dying woman's blonde hair, inhaling her divine scent. True to Kiera's words Sarah's struggles soon came to an end as her legs buckled out from under her and she slumped against the bars, the garrote wrapped around her throat being the only thing keeping her upright. A series of spasms and twitches rode through the body as her hands fell away from her neck and dropped to her sides, banging against the bars as they swung aimlessly in the air. The boots squeaked faintly on the floor for a little while, the toes wriggling inside them until they stopped moving. A last rattled sigh issued from deep down in her throat, rolling off of the tongue hanging limply in the corner of her mouth with drool dribbling off it. Sinking forward the head fell against the still chest with the flowing blonde hair draped over the breasts as the eyes stared across the floor in front of her, the sparkle gone from them forever. Sarah was dead.
Holding the body up against the bars Kiera slide her hand through them and slipped the access card from her belt before letting the body go, watching it slide down the bars an crumbled noisily out onto the floor in front of the cell, lying in a tangled heap with the firm buttocks riding upwards. Smiling to herself at how easy it had all been Kiera reached out through the bars and swiped the card through the lock, unlocking the cell as the bars were retracted up into the ceiling with a soft mechanical hiss. Stepping out of the cell Kiera quickly stretched her arms out and arched her back, thrusting her chest out into the air with a smile as she breathed in deeply. It was remarkable, she though, how much fresher the air seemed to be on that side of the bars. Stepping towards Sarah's tangled body she put her bare foot against her elevated buttocks and gave it a nudge, rolling the limp corpse over onto its back. Admiring the way Sarah's flowing blonde hair spread across the floor as her head rolled over to it side, the lifeless eyes staring vacantly off into nothingness, Kiera knelt besides the body.
She started by undoing Sarah's gunbelt and sliding it from around her waist, setting it aside as she moved onto the flak jacket, unzipping it and working off of the body, maneuvering it down the limp arms and off of her shoulders as she turned the body over. With the flak jacket removed it became even more clear just what a stunning figure Sarah had been hiding underneath it and feeling herself getting excited Kiera ran her across the firm breasts, caressing and squeezing them through the tight uniform. The tongue protruding down the side of Sarah's face waggled softly as Kiera hoisted the black leather boots down her legs, finding it a real strain to get them off. When at last they came free and Sarah's pretty feet slide out of them, hitting the floor with faint thuds, Kiera was amused to see that the dead, tough guards feet wearing the dainties lacy stocking socks she'd ever seen. Laughing with amusement at the discovery of Sarah's girlier side Kiera set down the boots and picked up the stocking clad feet, running them delicately through her feet, rubbing the smooth soles and little toes through the nylons with her fingers.
Excited she brought the feet up and lid a row of kisses across the feet, rubbing the toes across her own heaving breasts and lips before sliding them into her mouth. At first she just tickled the toes with her tongue but wanting more she wrapped her lips around them and set about systematically sucking the dainty toes one at a time. Her whole body pulsating with pleasure Kiera ran the feet across her face, eagerly licking the stocking clad soles and toes as Sarah's dead eyes watched with disinterest. Her womanhood crying out for more Kiera unzipped the front of her suit and pulled out her heaving large breasts, rubbing Sarah's feet across them and tweaking the stiff nipples between the toes. Moving the feet down between her legs Kiera pulled her suit all the way open, brushing the stocking clad toes across her trimmed pussy, thrusting the toes and soles hard against it as her cum smeared across the feet.
Still not satisfied she let go of the feet, leaving them tangled together on the floor, and leaning over Sarah's body she eagerly unzipped the front of her uniform, pulling it open all the way down to her crotch. More evidence of Sarah's girlier side came to light as Kiera peeled back the suit and saw her choice of lingerie, a pair or pink lace panties and a matching bra. Reaching down the front of the panties Kiera was pleased to find them overflowing with moist cum as she peeled them down to the thighs and ran her fingers across the shaved cunt, sliding her fingers inside it. Licking her fingers clean Kiera moved upwards, sliding her lips and tongue up Sarah's flat, well toned belly and navel, peeling the bra down off her breasts as she licked them. Taking the pink, erect nipples into her mouth Kiera hungrily sucked away as she fondled and massaged the breasts with her hands. Kiera's bare breasts brushed against and thrust into Sarah's as she laid against her, taking her pale cheeks in hand and stroking them as she kissed the soft, cooling lips and slide her tongue between them.
Deciding reluctantly that she had spent enough time ravaging her price and that if she wanted to avoid becoming Sarah's bunkmate in the morgue she'd better get a move on. Rolling the body over onto its stomach she quickly worked the uniform off of her shoulders and down her back, shaking the limp arms out of the sleeves. As she peeled the uniform down past the hips and shapely round buttocks Kiera couldn't resist giving those flawless butt cheeks a firm squeeze each before moving on down the long legs and pulling the uniform off of the stocking clad feet. With the body stripped Kiera grabbed the stocking clad feet and lifted them off the floor, rubbing them between her fingers as she dragged the corpse across the floor with the limp arms and golden hair trailing along on the floor.
Opening the door to the small bathroom to the right of the cell she picked Sarah's body up off the floor by the shoulders and hauled her inside, sitting her scantly clad corpse down onto the toilet seat. As its weight shifted Sarah's corpse slide down against the back of the toilet winding up with her head resting against the flusher, her eyes staring widely at the roll of toilet paper on the wall beside her as drool dribbling from her dangling tongue dripped onto her exposed breasts. The arms hung limply down the sides of the toilet and the stocking clad legs stretched out across the floor, their toes pointing upwards. Kiera was about to turn and close the door when much to her surprise and amusement a splash of pee sprinkled down into the toilet bowl from between Sarah's spread legs as her limp corpse shuddered ever so slightly on the toilet.
"How very considerate of you to wait."
Kiera said with a laugh as she closed the door to give Sarah's corpse some privacy.
Moving hastily Kiera put on Sarah's uniform over her skintight catsuit, slipping on the gunbelt and the boots (which still carried the warmth of Sarah's feet) Fitting her long dark hair in a ponytail Kiera put on Sarah's black cap to complete the disguise. Satisfied she looked the part she picked up the machine gun and cocked it, smiling to herself as she headed out of the detention area, practically smelling that free air.