Death in Paradise:- A 94 story

[Stormtrooper1990]

Fresh from their successful assignment at the GAMA clinic, 94 and Fairchild have been dispatched to Haven Island, an exclusive vacation and spa resort in the Maldives. But everything isn't as seems. 94's assignment to eliminate three key Consortium Members. No without any further ado...


As 94, dressed in a red flowered shirt with shorts and sneakers, stood in her straw vacation hut watching the clear crystal surf ebb and flow against the beach, she felt a familiar cracked in her ear. " Hello 94, how do you like your digs? Welcome to Haven Island, in the beautiful Maldives. On the outside, this is the premiere vacation resort and spa for the jetset, which provides exclusive PR packages. But scratch the surface, 94 and you find the corruption beneath the beauty. This place is actually a consortium operation, that creates new IDs for consortium members, so they can easily evade the authorities when the heat is on them. We must have them running scared. Which brings us to the matter of our mission. You have three target's for today. The first is the resort's owner and namesake George Haven, a senior Consortium member who runs this tidy operation. He never leaves his Villa, preferring to survey his own personal little empire from a position of comfort. Target two is Natalia Petrova, his second in command and fixer. She is a former FSB case officer, she can be found roaming the restaurant and spa. Apparently she is a big fan of massages, and only from other women. Our last target is Darryl Gibson, Havens IT man, hacker and forger. A sort of an odd duck, in Consortium terms. Even stranger, for a geek he spends an unhealthy amount of time in the gym area, but is also known to frequent a small private island, with his own bar." 94 chuckled " I would like to take you to a place like this, once all this business with the Consortium is over and done with." Fairchild let out a flirty laugh. " I would like that, 94. But you still owe me dinner. I know this great crab shack, back home on Bondi beach. And their is no way you can wriggle yourself out of buying me dinner. 94 smiled " Yes Ma'am. Consider myself warned. She could hear the smugness in Fairchild's voice. " Right, then 94, good luck and do try to work on that tan." 94 shook her head and smiled as she removed her hand from her ear piece.

94, surmised the best way to approach the gym area to seek out target two, as to to acquire a resort staff uniform. She spotted a staff member walk past her window, and got her attention. " Excuse me, miss I need your help." The staffer turned around, " Yes, Madam how can I help you?" She was a petite, pretty south-east Asian with high cheekbones, angular face with slanted brown eyes and beautiful tanned skin. Her uniform consisted of a white short-sleeve shirt, a nameplate with STAFF on her left breast, with a grey flannel skirt with blue lining on the hem. A matching hat sat on her head, on top of her short blach hair. She was barefoot, as was most of the staff on the resort. 94 put on her best distressed tourist voice. " I just lost my earrings under the sofa, can you please help me look. I simply cannot go down to the beach without them." The staffer flashed a sympathetic smile. "Of course, madam. I would be happy to help. Please show me where you lost them. 94, waved her in, one hand on her needle inside her pocket. Unaware that she was doomed, the staffer entered the hut. " Are you sure miss? I cannot see anything." The only answer she received was 94 clamping her left hand around her mouth, and stabbing her in the back of the neck with her needle. She died instantly, 94 lowered the dead woman to the floor, and stripped off her clothes. Now completely naked, 94 knelt by the dead woman and began to strip her. She began by removing the dead woman's hat off of her head, and putting it on her own head. 94 unbuttoned the dead staffer's uniform shirt, hoisted the woman's corpse into a seated position, and slipped it off her shoulders. Letting the corpse fall back onto the ground, her B-cup breasts covered by a white lace bralette, dark nippes peaking through the thin fabric. 94 turned the corpse onto her side, unclasping the bralette and removing the garment off the shoulders, 94 then clasped the bralette around her own bare chest. The dead staffers B-cups were buoyant and slightly pointed with smal dark dark brown areolas. 94 unzipped the flannel skirt, and worked it loose from the dead woman's hips, pulling them down her tanned legs, freeing them from the corpse. This exposed a matching pair of thin lacy panties, that barely covered her womanhood. 94 pulled off the panties with one quick motion, and slipped them up between her legs. The staffer had a small dark brown vagina, crowned with a thick strip of black pubic hair. 94 dressed in the rest of the staffer's uniform, putting her needle in the pocket of her stolen skirt. 94 picked up the naked corpse, and stashed her in the straw wardrobe, she then retrived a vial of clear poison form her suitcase putting it in her skirt pocket. Straightening her stolen hat, 94 left her hut and proceeded to the gym area.


Now dressed in the uniform of the dead staffer, 94 entered the gym area. She overhead two women on treadmills. " You that IT guy, he goes to that private little island, the one that serves cocktails." The other women scoffed. " I swore I caught him staring at my tits, asshole. He will be over there in ten minutes, putting on all those calories he just burnt off. I hope he gets a coronary." Smiling, 94 headed over to the private island, where she found a lone waitress manning an equally lonely looking bar. She studied the woman, she was wearing a white long-sleeve flannel shirt with an handkerchief in her left breast pocket, with a black apron tied around her waist. A pair of loose chinos covered her legs, and like the late staffer she was barefoot. The waitress was another example of the beauty of south-east Asian women, but with dark brown almond shaped eyes, slanting slightly upwards and a more rounded face. Her black hair was short, brushed to the right, with a black head piece perched on her head with a blue corsage on the right. 94 grinned, the woman was closer to her own size, with C-cup breasts. She hid behind the bushes behind the bar stand, and waited until the waitress moved behind the stand. Sure enough, the woman took out her phone and stood in front of 94's position with her back to the bushes. Smiling, 94 readied her needle, creeping silently behind the waitress. With swift efficiency, 94 clamped her left hand around the waitresses mouth, and with her right stabbed her behind her neck. She dragged the corpse into the bushes, lowering her gently down onto the sand. 94 stripped off her resort staff disguise, then kneeling naked beside the dead waitress began to strip her. 94 removed the hair piece, putting it on her head, then untied the apron removing from around the corpses waist. She then unbuttoned the dead woman's shirt, slipping it from around her shoulders, gently lowering the half naked corpse back to the ground. A plain white t-shirt bra covered her C-cup breasts, 94 rolled the corpse onto her slide, unclasped the bra and slipped it loose from the dead woman's shoulders, then fastened the bra around her own naked breasts. The former waitress had a pair of full and firm rounded C-cup breasts, with dark brown roundel shaped areolas. 94 unzipped the chinos, working them free of the dead waitresses hips, down her long tanned legs, and free of the corpse. The only thing protecting the dead waitresses modesty was a plain white bikini thong, 94 pulled these off in one quick motion, slipping them over between her legs. The waitress had a fuller vagina crowned with a trimmed strip of black pubic hair. 94 finished dressing in the dead waitresses uniform, putting her needle and the vial of poison in her stolen trouser pocket. 94, hoistered the naked corpse, dragging her over to a empty barrel behind the hut, gently lowering it into the barrel in a foetal position. She threw her discarded staffer uniform on top of the corpse, along with the waitresses phone and sealed the barrel shut. Then she walked behind the bar, ready for Darryl Gibson, her third target.

5 minutes !after Darryl Gibson, a middle aged man with dark hair in a floral shirt approached the bar. 94 flashed him a smile. " Hey there, what can I get you?" Gibson laid his hands on the bar, boucing on his feet. " Get me a nice Strawberry Daiquiri, I have been working for three hours straight and I feel great." Fairchild was right, he was very strange for a computer nerd. " Right away, sir." As 94 prepared the cocktail, Gibson looked away at the sea. She took the opportunity to lace the cocktail with the Darkwatch toxin. When she was finished, she placed it on the bar. There you are Mr Gibson, compliments of Mr Haven." He took the drink, " Thank you, honey. Here's a tip." He slid a $5 dollar bill on the bar as he walked away to the deck chairs. She signalled Fairchild. " Target 3 will be dead in 10 minutes, courtesy of a Darkwatch Special. I well tell you another thing, the bastard is a lousy tipper." She heard Fairchild laugh in into her ear, a sound that warmed her heart. 94 took the bill and screwed it up, walking away she reflected that if assassination didn't work out, she could always make it. as a mixologist. 94 left towards the spa area, to find target two.

As 94, approached the spa she espied two masseuses walk towards her, their uniform consisted of a matching set of blue flannel short sleeve flannel shirt, with the logo of the haven resort on their left breast and loose trousers, with a towel flung over their left shoulders. They were also barefoot " I hear Ms Petrova is going for another massage in 10 minutes. You know she prefers to have an open window" The second masseuse replied " That woman is insatiable, I'am sure she just comes down here to ogle us." The first one shook her head " I don't care, she tips well. At least she doesn't try and make a grab for my ass." 94 smiled that was her ticket in. She crept around the spa building coming to a open window, a lone masseuse with her back to the window was busy scrubbing up the table. 94 silently climbed through the opening, she readied her needle silently sneaking up on the busy woman, noting her dark hair done up in a large bun near the top of her head. 94 swiftly clamped her left hand over her mouth and stabbed her in the back of the neck with her needle. She lowered the corpse to the floor, and locked the door. 94 stripped off her waitress disguise, and naked knelt beside the dead masseuse and began to undress her, on closer inspection the girl was of Asian descent, and pretty. 94 placed the towel on the massage table, then unbuttoned the dead girl's uniform shirt, hoisted her into a seated position, slipping it loose off her shoulders. Her small B-cup breasts covered by a white floral bralette, 94 reached around the the dead girl's back, unclasped the bralette, removing the garment from around her shoulders and clasped it over her own chest. 94 let the half naked corpse flop back down to the ground, noting her small rounded B-cups with small dark-brown areolas. 94 unbuttoned the uniform trousers, working them off the petite waist of the dead masseuse, pulling them her tanned legs and liberating them off her corpse. This exposed a pair of matching floral thong panties covering her womanhood, 94 slipped these off in one quick motion, pulling them over her bare own womanhood. The masseuse had a small but cute clean shaven vagina. 94 dressed in the dead masseuse's uniform, putting her needle in her stolen trouser pocket, she scooped up the naked masseuses corpse, stashing her in a nearby empty cabinet, along with her discarded waitress uniform. 94 unlocked the door, and slung the towel over her shoulder. She waited for target two.

Sure enough, 5 minutes later, target 2 Natalya Petrova walked through the door. A slim woman with long brown hair and blue eyes " Have you heard, sweetie. Darryl Gibson just died of a heart attack." 94 faked a shocked expression " Oh my god, that is just awful." Petrova, walked over to the screen in the corner, stripping off her clothes. " I warned him, if he carried on working out excessively, his heart will give out. And here we are. Still George will find another geek, they are ten a penny." 94 could have sworn she heard Fairchild curse under her breath. Petrova, emerged from behind the screen wearing only a towel covering her modesty. " Wow, you are pretty my dear, your eyes are so striking." 94 smiled flirtatiously. " Please lie down on the table, and I will let my fingers do the talking." Petrova walked past, gently caressing 94's forearm as she laid down. " You are something else, pretty. Let's say after this, we catch a drink and maybe have a more intimate session in my hut." As the woman laid down on the table, 94 started to ease her pressure point between her shoulders, eliciting a purr of pleasure of Petrova, when 94 could see Petrova was relaxed, she readied her needle. With one swift motion, 94 pressed her hand over Petrova's mouth, muffling her cry of betrayal, and with her right stabbed her target in the back of her neck with her needle. Petrova died instantly. 94 signalled Fairchild. " Target two down." Fairchild congratulated her. " Good work, 94. Remind me not to ask you for a massage." 94 picked up the corpse of Petrova, then opened the cabinet, stashing her next to the naked corpse of the masseuse. " That's because you haven't had none of my massages yet." 94 took a sign that said no admittance from the table, walked out of the massage room, put the sign over the knob and locking the door after her. Two down, one to go.

As 94 exited the spa, she observed two staffers sitting on a bench. She walked closer, eavesdropping on their conservation. " You know that hole in the east wall of the villa. Mr Haven hasn' t even asked for it to be repaired." The second staffer lent back. " You know if he doesn't get it fixed, his fancy villa will become the new pool area. I don' t know, all that wealth and he cannot even fix one hole in the wall." Acting on the information, 94 walked through the spa area, gently sneaking past the security keeping low in the tropical foliage. Eventually, she found the hole in the wall the staffer's described. Before she hopped the breach, she leaned over to get a good view of the villa. She saw a young maid, walk towards her position a packet of cigarettes cluched in her hands. She wore a black uniform long sleeve shirt, with a nameplate with STAFF stenciled on on the right shoulder, over which she wore a white pinafore apron. A matching black skirt with black pumps covered her feet, and white gloves covered her hands. A frilly white hat, sat on her blonde hair, done up in a ponytail at the back of her head. She was pretty, with blue almond eyes, high cheekbones and a tanned skin thinks to the sun. 94 grinned, she was her size.

94 ducked as the woman leaned on the breach above her, lighting a cigarette. 94 readied her needle, she rose quickly, clamping her left hand over her mouth and with her right stabbing her in the back of the neck. 94 yanked the corpse of the maid over the wall and dragged her into the dense foliage. 94 stripped off her masseuse disguise, now completely naked she knelt beside the dead maid and began to strip her. 94 started by removing the frilly hat, placing it on her head and worked the black scrunchie from the dead maids hair, using it 94 adapted a smart bun at the base of her neck. She then untied the pinafore, freeing it from around her upper body. 94 unbuttoned the maids uniform shirt, rolled the corpse on her side slipping off the shirt from around her shoulders, a lacy black bra covered her C- cup breasts, 94 unclasped the bra pulling it off the shoulders and clasped it over her bare breasts. The dead maid had a well developed, firm pair of C-cup breasts with circle shaped pink areolas. 94 the unzipped the maids skirt and pulled it free of the dead woman's legs. A lace black G-string thong protected the maid's modesty, 94 slipped these off the corpse and pulled them up over between her legs, the dead woman had a small pink vagina crowned with a trimmed strip of golden pubic hair, with a cute pert ass. 94 got dressed in the rest of the maids uniform. Slipping on the black pumps, and the white gloves, putting her needle into her stolen skirt. Confident that the naked corpse of the maid was well concealed by the islands dense foliage. 94 hoped the breach, threw the discarded cigarette packet into the bushes, and walked up to the villa.


When 94 entered the villa, she picked up a feather duster, pretending to clean. She overhead the conservation between two servants. " Mr Haven, hardly leaves his office. He only lets us in to clean from time to time." The other servant replied " He just likes to lord over his island, like it's his own private kingdom." The first looked over her shoulder, " Let's get back to work, before someone hears us and tells Mr Haven. I want to keep this job." 94 finished her false cleaning, proceeding upstairs until she reached his office door. She knocked once. " Housekeeping, Mr Haven." After a brief moment she heard Haven's voice. " Ah yes. Come in, come in. The place could do with a spruce up." 94 opened the door and smiled. Haven, an elderly man wearing a cream suit, threw out a welcoming hand. "Please, knock yourself out." She closed the door behind her and began cleaning, inching nearer to Haven. After a while, he got up from his desk, to admire his kingdom. Seizing her opportunity, 94 put down her duster and drew her needle. She quietly sneaked on Haven, with ruthless efficiency, 94 clamped her left hand around his mouth and stabbed him in the back of the neck with her needle. The old man was dead instantly. 94 dragged his corpse to a nearby cabinet, and stashed it inside. She then signaled Fairchild. " All targets down, proceeding to exfil." As 94 exited the villa, she could hear the smile in Fairchild's voice. " Excellent work, as always 94. She you soon." 94 retracted her steps and hopped over the breach, walking past the corpse of the naked maid, as made her way down to the beach.


As she walked down the beach, she spotted a lone young woman sunning herself on a lounger near the rocks. She had long dark brown hair, and was wearing a pair of sunglasses. The only thing she was wearing was a matching black and white polka dot bikini. A smile crossed 94's lips, she was getting hot in this maids outfit. She drew her needle and crept up on the unsuspecting woman. 94 clamped her left hand on the woman's mouth, and with her right, stabbed the woman in the side of her neck. She took off her sunglasses and put them over her eyes, then dragged the corpse behind the rocks. 94 stripped off her maids disguise, and worked the scrunchie out of her hair. Now naked she propped up the dead girl's corpse against the rock, and stripped off the dead girl's bikini. After she finished putting on the swimwear, 94 looked at the dead girl, she was slim and athletic, with well rounded firm C-cup breasts with circular light-pink areolas and a small pink clean shaven vagina. 94 emerged from behind the rocks, leaving the naked corpse behind. She walked over to the girls lounger, and picked up the sun tan lotion. As she was appling it to her skin. Her earpiece crackled. " So you got yourself a new swimsuit. I see." 94 finished rubbing in the lotion, making her way to the resort huts. " You were the one that said, work on your tan. Besides I was baking in that maids uniform." Fairchild gave 94 a short laugh. " Well it looks better on you. Really brings out your.... eyes." She stumbled awkwardly, 94 laughed at her displeasure, as she got on a jetski. Revving the engine, she shot out across the crystal blue surf. Towards Fairchild's waiting boat.

[esercito sconfitto]

it's been a long time since an infiltrator visited a spa resort

at least at our board


https://www.uniformstealingboard.com/vi ... =41&t=1118

[Stormtrooper1990]

After all the air miles she's been accumulating, 94 deserved a small vacation or I what I call a working holiday.

At least she got a nice tan, but Fairchild had to stay on the boat.

[paveldr]

staffer, waitress, masseuse, maid and the last tourist was just to change clothes.. wow

[Stormtrooper1990]

staffer, waitress, masseuse, maid and the last tourist was just to change clothes.. wow

That's 94 for you. And this isn't her first rodeo. Check out ",Final Stop" It's her first story.


Btw, check out my SI stories. 94 also appears in those in crossover events. They are non lethal tales but in some of them I have thrown in lethal scenes as well. I like to mix in both sometimes, for a little variety.