by pokemorphOmega,
Rebecca Jones, or Reb as she’d rather be called. A young 20-year old female virgin with cropped brunette hair and cute freckles. And also one of the several girls who had enlisted themselves into the ranks of LILAC, a criminal organisation lead by the fearsome Purple Vixen. Those girls who enlisted themselves are referred to as purple vixens by the general public. Despite being an organization that primarily focuses on robberies and raids, Rebecca hasn't participated in even a single of those raids yet. She had only been on guard duty for the past few weeks, much to her displeasure. It isn't that she particularly hated it, but it could get pretty boring more often than not. Reb was really lounging for action at this point. Which would never happen when guarding, the chances of an intruder infiltrating here were as good as zilch.
Rebecca entered the locker room, which simultaneously functioned as a dressing room. Barely anyone was inside it, just her and two others. What isn't very strange, or abnormal even. It was actually supposed to be void of any humans, as the members should be either guarding the base or planning a heist right now. Rebecca had accidentally overslept and was about 30 minutes late already. She wasn't worrying though, it wasn't that big a deal. What could possibly occur in such a short amount of time.
Rebecca opened her personal locker, the only thing inside of it was her LILAC-uniform: a tight purple bodysuit with a big 'V' on the chest. A belt, gloves and pair of boots were included. Rebecca noticed that one of the two other girls around was Molly Henchmann, of course donned with her signature barette. She didn't necessarily know Molly very good, but she was on friendly terms with her. Next to her stood a young girl, seemingly somewhere in her 15's. That was a young age to start out, even for LILAC. The two were wearing their LILAC-uniform already. It's surprising that they even had uniforms to fit the physique of 15-year olds.
"Yo Molly, you late too?" Rebecca said, to break the silence. It'd be rather awkward if they didn't talk at all, wouldn't it? It didn't cross Rebecca's mind that holding a conversation would only serve to prolong the time she comes too late, thereby potentially aggravating her punishment.
"Yep, but my mom is in charge of it today, so I won't get any problems. Not with Purple Vixen at least." Molly replied in a friendly tone, looking up from the child.
"It must be nice having a mom who's that high in rank."
"Big sis', could we finally go on patrol now?" The child asked, interrupting the conversation Rebecca and Molly were having. She sounded cute, but had a somewhat whiny undertone to her. She had a petite stature, giving her a cute, childish appearance. Which is further accentuated by the way she stands and talks. Her eyes were a cute hazel brown. Her hair reached up to somewhere below her shoulders. It was styled a little messy and had a light-brown colour. It made her look innocent, unlike the standard LILAC-henchwoman. Molly was really the only other member who was granted with that attribute.
"Oh, I didn't know you had a little sister." Rebecca commented.
"I don't, she's my uncle's little daughter." Molly petted the girl on her head, which the girl in turn replied with a smile. "Her name is Christel. She recently graduated from the 'dance school', so she's going to run along with me today."
"I see. It must be nice having family around at the job, especially seeing how close you two are."
"That differs. She's already giving me troubles. She's the reason I'm late you know." Molly answered, softly squeezing Christel's left cheek.
"Ah, that's not fair. You were the one who said that little girls need to sleep good." Christel said with a puerile tone. The two cousins argued for a while, after which they started with guard duty.
Using the clock as reference, Rebecca knew she was one hour late already. "At this point there's no use in hurrying, is there." she nonchalantly concluded. She started undressing herself. When she was finished, small red panties were all what was left. She used to wear a bra beneath her uniform, but recently has started on going topless instead. Some senior member had suggested it to her and Reb was glad she had listened to her, the feeling of her breasts against the latex felt really good. She put on the bodysuit first, which always proved to be a minor struggle because of how tight it was. After she had put on the boots, gloves and belt as well, she started her patrol duty, just one and a half hour late.
Recover all of the money stolen by LILAC from their most recent heist and neutralize any guards you may run into, lethal action not allowed. That's the mission that Sidney Kirk, or better known as Sidekick, was tasked with. She was only 17-years old, yet she has fought and defeated important criminal organizations already. Despite that, this would actually be her very first solo mission. This normally would be a special and excitable occasion, Sidney didn't think so. Thinking about it that way may lead to making incautious mistakes and could possibly cost her her head. She had heard enough of those cases and no way she'd end up making the same mistake.
She suddenly heard footsteps. That shouldn't be right, it should be still 4 hours before the first shift. And when she checked this area ten minutes ago, none apart from herself was in the vicinity. She soundlessly moved towards the hallway she heard the footsteps coming from. As she carefully peaked inside the hallway, her suspicions were confirmed to right. A purple vixen - or whatever the trash called themselves - was walking away from here. She didn't know were this sentry had come from, but it wasn't of concern to her either. What she did know, is that this soon-to-be unconscious girl was walking with her back towards Sidney and that she was paying very little attention to her surroundings. "You can't get them easier than this." Sydney silently said, quickly sneaking up on the girl.
As expected, guarding duty was as boring as ever. Reb wished something exciting could happen for once. Suddenly however, she heard something moving behind her. She turned around quickly, yet it wasn't quick enough. Before she was able to process the situation, she was met with a painful blow to her stomach. The pain caused her to bent over. Although not for long, as she was forcefully pulled up again. An arm, probably belonging to her attacker, was strangled around her neck. Her oxygen supply was cut off. She wanted to scream, but couldn't due to the blow to her stomach. Her legs started feeling heavy, so was keeping her eyes open.
Sidney let the defeated sentry plump to the ground.She couldn't help to think how easy this was. The girl only lasted for maybe 30 seconds. She'd have to be more careful next time though, this one managed to notice her presence. Especially later on when she faces the higher-ranked guards, she has to be very careful.
She picked up the senseless girl and placed the poor things on her shoulders. She didn't really think she was a poor thing, Sydney didn't have the least amount of sorrow for something like her. It's her own damn fault for choosing the wrong job. She placed her hand on the guard's butt. To make sure she wouldn't fall off of course, Sydney didn't have any lesbian tendencies.
Sydney walked back to a small storage room she had scouted earlier already. She dropped the girl unceremoniously upon entering the room. Sydney rolled the trash on her back using her foot, not wanting to get her hands dirty yet. She started to feel the girl, to see if she had anything of importance on her. She didn't as expected, but it was standard procedure, so it had to be checked. As she was done checking for valuable stuff, Sydney grabbed some of the rope she had previously prepared.
When waking up, Rebecca felt horribly. Her head was killing her, and she still suffered from the blow to her stomach as well. She was also confused, as she found herself in a different room then she used to be in. It looked like some kind of storage room.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to come to this soon." she vaguely heard a female voice unbeknownst to her. The girl saying it was maybe 17 to 18 years old and had long blonde hair. She was wearing a black bodysuit. Rebecca then got to the realization that that girl was the one who had attacked her. She saw the women, or rather girl, smirking at her. It wasn't rocket science to tell what she was planning on doing.
"Please don't knock me out again. I'll tell you anything about LILAC that you want to know, if you just leave me go." Rebecca begged. She wasn't proud of it, but it was the only option she had.
"Sorry, but I'd have to decline your generous offer. There's nothing that you could possibly tell me that I don't know yet. So I'll politely ask you to get quiet and raise your hands into the air. As a warning, things might get ugly if you don't listen." Sydney was smirking. She thought it was quite the clever answer. And even without her answer, just the pathetic pleading on its own was funny enough already.
Even better than that, though, was the girl's expression. Her face when she realized that there's no way she could get out of this, it was sim-ply priceless. Too bad she couldn't record any of this. However, this girl had brought Sydney on a great idea.
"Okay girl, I'd humbly advise you to start undressing yourself, if you know what's best for you at least. And since I feel generous today, you may keep your underwear on."
Rebecca hadn't expected this turn of events, not at all. Yet she simply listened, as this probably wouldn't be as bad as what that blonde bitch may otherwise do. For a fraction of a second, the idea of seducing the spy crossed her mind, but she quickly discarded it. Her dignity didn't allow her to. Besides, the girl probably wasn't into it either. So she simply took all her clothes but her underwear off.
The spy started laughing a little when Rebecca finished putting off the LILAC-bodysuit, upon seeing that she had made the mistake of going topless. "Serious, you really made that mistake? This is great." The spy remained laughing. "Well whatever, it's your problem after all. Go lie on the ground now please, on your belly."
Rebecca filled the spy's demand, she didn't really have a choice. The ice-cold ground felt very uncomfortable to her breasts, damn her for listening to that senior member. She feels her hands getting tied together with rope. However, she made the knot much more tighter than was needed. The rope actually was hurting her soft skin. Her feet were tied the same way, with the same rudeness as her hands were. To make matters even worse, the two knots were tied to each other as well, placing her in a hogtie. A painful one on top of that, as the intruder once again made the knot tighter than it was needed. The last one was even tighter and more painful than the first two. After she was finished, the spy walked in front of Reb, bending her knees to get at Rebecca's level.
"I haven't actually asked you for your name yet, how inconsiderate of me, don't you agree? Would you mind to tell me?"
"Well, my name is Rebe-" Rebecca was suddenly silenced by a piece of cloth, being pushed inside her mouth by the spy.
"I'm sorry, but I just realized I don't care." She said with a friendly smile. She then put a piece of duck paper on Reb's mouth, to make sure the cloth wouldn't fall out.
Rebecca had never felt this humiliated before. Although she had visited for some excitement, this wasn't what she was speaking of. She'd rather just have boring old guard duty.
She then saw that she wasn't the only one being taken out. Next to the door, she spotted Molly and Christel, tied chest-to-chest. They were unconscious unlike she was. She had only focused on the spy thus far, so she hadn't seen them before. Although she'd have expected other guards to be taken out as well, Rebecca was still surprised.
"Ah, I found these two before finding you." the intruder said. She grabbed Molly's hair and pulled it up in the air, essentially lifting both Molly and Christel. Both of them also gave a little moan, Molly louder than Christel. "A funny story actually. These two bimbos were so engaged in their chitchatting with one another, that they didn't even hear me coming. I finished the big one with a simple, yet effective chop to her neck. I then proceeded to strangle the child. Her face was really priceless during it all, she was all like 'please don't punch me'. Well, it's her own fault for choosing this career." Rebecca was quite astonished. To think that she'd strangle a child just like that. And then they called LILAC cruel and heartless. "Anyway, it seemed like they were family, so I gave them a special treatment of getting tied chest-to-chest. I'm sure they'll adore it when they wake up. Anyhow, I should get going now. I hope you'll be able to amuse yourself for now, maybe do some dirty things. I don't care." the intruder said, again with her nice, but false smile. "Btw, I'll be taking your uniform, see ya." Rebecca saw the spy walking out of the room and closing the door behind her. She heard the door getting locked. She was bound too tight to escape out of her binds by her own. Even if she could, she didn't have a key to open the door. Her only option was waiting her for who knows how long.
"Damn it I've to buy a new uniform myself. There goes my salary for this month."
Outside the room, Sydney throws the bitch' outfit into the trash can. She didn't have any intentions of dressing like a prostitute. "Besides, if some guard found those 3 bitches while I'm still here, they'll suspect anyone to be me. Like planting a seed. A seed of chaos, it starts small and will end up enormous." Sydney laughed, at both her genius idea and clever wordplay.
Art by Shabazik