The SI: Season 3 Episode 1 The Last Holdout
Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2023 10:56 pm
Back by popular demand here are Vesper and Nightingale, fresh from their honeymoon on their private island. Here they have been dispatched to the last Darkwatch Remnant hideout deep in the Black Forest 50km West of Stuttgart. Their objective is to subdue the base personnel and apprehend two infamous Darkwatch assassins, Nabila Mansour and Isabelle Hartley who have set themselves up as the new Darkwatch leaders. Both women are wanted by the British Government for the charges of multiple murder and theft of military hardware. So without any further ado...
"You know, my love? It is my imagination or do these Darkwatch sentries just keep on getting prettier and prettier?" Said Senior Operative Miranda 'Nightingale' Croft as she handed the night vision binoculars to her wife Nadja 'Vesper' Gadot. Nadja gently caressed her wife's shoulder as she looked through the lenses, her eyes widened and she let out a low whistle. " You are not wrong, my heart. But I have better, right here." They both leant in and passionately kissed on the lips."Flatterer" Miranda smiled as they pulled out, Nadja caressed her wife's cheek."I try." The couple both laughed as they continued their recon. For Miranda the time had simply flown by, it had been a year since they were wed, they were getting stronger by the day, and since the arrest of Dr Cross which led to the collapse of Darkwatch, Miranda had even started to grow her auburn hair adopting a small ponytail . SI intelligence had detected the last remaining holdouts, this one in the Black Forest and the other in Iceland. Miranda smiled, Nadja and her had beaten Mira and Lupa at Rock, Paper, Scissors for this gig but she did not envy them freezing their tits off up there. This particular bunker was an old WW2 Nazi bunker, refurbished by Darkwatch as a VIP bunker. There mission was to secure the bunker, and apprehend the Darkwatch assassin's, lovers Nabila Mansour and Isabelle Hart!ey. Who had set themselves up here, as the new "leaders" of Darkwatch. Miranda turned back to her scouting." Yep, I'am going to miss stripping these Darkwatch sentries." Nadja kissed her on the cheek. "You and me both, my heart. You do know we have a sentry uniform and officer uniform each, back home." Miranda nodded as she returned the kiss. "I know we get them out on Saturday nights and roleplay, but still end of an era." Returning to the sentries, Miranda appraised them. The sentry on the left was a beautiful brunette with high cheekbones a heart shaped face and almond shaped green eyes, her raven black hair done up in braided pigtails that hung down her shoulders, under her black beret. Her partner was a striking ginger haired girl, with slender cheekbones slightly squared features and narrow deep blue eyes, her face highlighted by a smattering of freckles. Her flame coloured hair was done up in a braided ponytail. " So my loving wife, Nadja. Do you want the cute redhead or the sultry brunette?" Nadja took one final look through the binoculars. " The redhead I haven't been a redhead in a while, and she is cute." Miranda shot her wife a look of mock jealousy. "But not as cute has you, my heart." They both squeezed hands. "That leaves the foxy brunette to me. One more question, sweet heart. Shock pistol or Shock glove?" Nadja snapped on her shock glove. "Did you really have to ask?" Miranda laughed as she snapped on her shock glove. They shared another passionate embrace before sliding down the bank, closing in on the Darkwatch sentries.
Darkwatch sentries Michaela Grüber and Liesel Schweitzer, stood outside of the entrance to the Darkwatch bunker and were completely bored. At 23 and 22 respectively, the brunette Michaela and her redheaded friend Liesel were local girls who had joined Darkwatch the week before it fell apart, they were both attired in the standard sentry uniform of an all black jumpsuit, with matching tactical vest, boots, gloves and berets. Both equipped with CTAR-21 assault rifles and USP .45s holstered at their hips. With at least three spare mags for the rifle on their tacvests. They had been stationed at a Darkwatch listening post outside of Karlsruhe, when the SI took down the HQ Platform. Themselves and the 5 other all female staff of the post had been requisitioned by fleeing assassin's Nabila Mansour and Isabelle Hartley, who had proclaimed themselves the "New Darkwatch". All the sentries considered them blowhards just like every Assassin was in the Darkwatch ranks, overpaid and definitely oversexed. In fact many of the sentries had considered deserting to return to their families or join the SI, and they would have if they weren't so afraid of the lovers. Michaela turned to her friend. "Lissy, why are we here? Darkwatch is caput and they are no longer paying us. Let's just pack up our shit and go." Liesel shook her head. "We can't do that they will hunt us down and kill us, besides the SI could be out there right now sizing us up." Michaela raised her eyebrows. "Sizing us up, what like cattle?" Liesel rolled her eyes in frustration. "Nien, dunkoff. For our uniforms. Don't tell me you haven't heard the stories. Of SI infiltrators they knock you out and strip you completely naked. Then they take your face." Michaela felt a shudder go down her spine."Y-your face. How is that possible?" Liesel didn't take her eyes off the forest. "I don't know the details, but the stories are real. All I know is it's not going to happen to me." Michaela found a glimmer of hope. "So they are really just stories? That's a relief." Liesel shot her another angry look, but before they could say anything more, they both felt the peculiar sensations of having their necks pinched and then an electric shock course through their bodies. Both sentries let out brief cries of arousal as they collapsed onto the earth, unconscious. "That never gets old, my love." Said Miranda as she peeled off her glove, still panting from the arousal she felt. Nadja also feeling intense arousal peeled off her glove and passionately kissed her wife, as they stood over the unconscious sentries. "Ok, let's get these two naked." Said Miranda as she hauled the brunette up, picking her up under her shoulders. "I tell you another thing, my heart. They may be getting prettier but they are also getting dumber." Laughing the couple dragged the unconscious sentries into the bushes.
Once they were safely concealed, the couple stripped off their catsuits now naked they knelt by the unconscious women and began to strip them. Miranda started by removing the beret, tactical vest, boots, gloves and holster from the unconscious brunette. As she started to unzip the jumpsuit, Miranda turned to her wife."10 quid says she is wearing standard issue." Nadja smiled " You are on, sweetheart." As both women peeled off the jumpsuits from the unconscious women, they both swore. "Damn it they both are wearing standard issue." Miranda looked at her wife. "That's 20 quid you owe me." Nadja threw her a mock look of scandal. "I already owe you 50 from the last time." Miranda shook her head."Your the one that said cops don't wear boy shorts." She teased. Nadja chuckled at the memory. Miranda relented. "Tell you what? I will knock off 50 because I love you so damn much." Nadja grinned widely. "Love you, honey." She blew her wife a kiss. Laughing, Miranda flicked up the sentries arms pulling her sheer black crop vest over her head. "Wow, she as got nice tits. Take a look, Nads." Miranda gestured to the unconscious brunettes perfectly formed, firm C-cup breasts with circular dark pink perky areolas. Nadja let out an impressed sound, but her eyes shifted to Miranda's naked breasts." I like mine smaller, and British." Miranda laughed blowing her kiss. As Nadja pulled off the redheads vest, she gestured to the redheads smaller buoyant B-cups with full red roundel shaped areolas, they had a gentle dappling of freckles that complimented them. " Not bad but I prefer mine larger and Israeli." Laughing they came together and passionately kissed. When they pulled out, Miranda whipped of the black hipster shorts that protected the brunettes modesty exposing her small vulva crowned with a strip of trimmed black pubic hair. " Very nice, perfectly trimmed, how about yours love?" Nadja raised her eyebrows as she pulled down the redheads shorts. Exposing her fuller pink vulva with a tuft of red fuzz poking out the top. Nadja sighed with disappointment "Not bad but she could have at least grown it out some." Miranda gestured to her hair. "What like my new hair cut?" Nadja looked at her hair. "I think I preferred it short, but maybe it will grow on me." Miranda let out a scandalised breath, as she and Nadja pulled on their stolen underwear, then their new uniforms. When they were finished, Nadja took out the mimic gun and assumed the redheads appearance, then unwound her braid copying the hairstyle. Tossing the gun to her wife, Miranda assumed the appearance of the brunette, copying her pigtails. They looped the assault rifles over their shoulders. "Right, Nads. We will leave these two in the bushes. Squad 1 can pick them up when we make the call." Nadja picked up there duffel, looping it over her shoulder. "So we find the ventilation room, drop the Morpheus grenades in, and call the Calvary." Miranda fell into step beside her wife as they entered the bunker. "You know it will take them a hour to get here right?" Nadja caressed her wife's cheek. "Don't worry we will find some way to kill time." She said suggestively.
As Miranda and Nightingale made their way through the Bunker towards the ventilation room, they passed additional Darkwatch sentries each more prettier then the last, who flashed them nods, smiles and greetings in German as they took in the bunkers surroundings. "You know Nadja. They have kept all the original features." Miranda whispered in her borrowed German accent as they passed a Nazi mural." What can I say, fascists attract fascists. My grandparents survived the Holocaust." As they both made their way past the command centre, catching brief glances of their targets. Isabelle was a raven haired Brit. A former test pilot, she was responsible for the theft of the Typhoon Mk2 from RAF Northolt last year, where she had murdered 3 RAF personnel for their uniforms and handed the jet over to the Russians, among other crimes. And her lover Nabila Mansour, a former Libyan Marine. She was responsible for the murder of the Ukrainian Ambassador in a busy London restaurant, where she had murdered 2 civilians for their clothes. Her list of crimes were also numerous. As they entered the ventilation room they found two Darkwatch sentries snogging each other, they pulled out as soon the door opened. One was blonde with a wound braid under her beret, the other a chestnut brunette with shoulder length hair, a pair of glasses framed her blue eyes. "Please don't tell anyone guys. You know what they would do to us if they found out?" Pleaded the blonde. The brunette looked at them. "Wait, Liesel, Michaela? I thought you two were on guard duty?" Before they could react Miranda and Nadja whipped out their MK2 shock pistols. "Sorry, they are currently naked asleep in the bushes. Want to join them?" Quipped Miranda as they shot both women with their shock pistols. The two briefly let out small cries of pain, as electricity coursed through their bodies before they both collapsed unconscious onto the floor. "That was so fucking hot, my heart. I love it when you toy with them like that." Miranda flashed her a mischievous grin as they blew the barrells of their shock pistols, they kissed each other on the lips. "Right let's put this place to sleep." Nadja said as they fixed on their gasmasks, Miranda took two Morpheus Gas grenades pulling the pins she dropped the grenades into the shaft. "Nighty-night Darkwatch." Said Miranda, her voice muffled by her gas mask, as the grenades tumbled down the shaft.
It took only 3 minutes for the white gas to disperse through the complex. 5 women, Hartley and Mansour along with 3 other Darkwatch sentries coughed and spluttered as the gas overcame them. They fell unconscious at their posts and would be for at least 12 hours.
Nadja checked her digital display on her watch, because this was her Mk2 formula the gas would take less time to dissipate then the Mk 1 formula. When she and Miranda had returned from Gallia's Island, Nadja had between inundated with requests from almost every law enforcement agency in the world, for her Gas. As soon as the readout reached 00:00, she gave Miranda a thumbs up. They both removed their masks. " I have always said this my love, but you are a genius. I have always loved your gas." Nadja smiled at her wife's compliment. " Right, my love let's secure the bunker and call it in." Together the couple sweeped the bunker with their shock pistols drawn, each watching their backs and clearing their corners. It took them 10 minutes to locate all unconscious Darkwatch sentries and secure Hartley and Mansour, all unconscious. Satisfied that the bunker was clear, Miranda gestured to her wife to call in Pavlova and squad 1 from Stuttgart Station. Placing her hand to her earpiece, Nadja spoke. " Pavlova? This is Vesper and Nightingale. Bunker is secure and the packages are prepped for delivery. Awaiting your ETA, over." Pavlova's Russian Accent answered. " Roger that you two, fine work as always. Our ETA in one-hour, over." Nadja nodded holding up a finger for Miranda. "Roger, see soon you. Vesper and Nightingale out." Miranda walked over to her wife, leaning against the command table. " So about that hour..." She said, gently caressing her arm through her stolen uniform. Nadja looked thoughtfully at the unconscious bodies of Mansour and Hartley, a wonderful idea formed in her mind. " Do you think all these Darkwatch bitches are a tad... overdressed?" She said to her wife, raising her eyebrows. Miranda turned to look at the unconscious Darkwatch, a grin forming across her face as she caught her wife's thread. "They do don't they? It would be an awful shame for them to keep their clothes on. I know let's round them all up in here, and strip them all down to their skivvies. Let's have some fun." Nadja laughed at her wives kinkiness, together they scoured the bunker, picking up the unconscious sentries and bringing them to the command centre.As an afterthought, they also carried the naked unconscious bodies of the two sentries from outside.
It took them only ten minutes to round everyone up, Miranda shoved the table against the wall as they lined the unconscious Darkwatch in a row. " Right, first the lovebirds. I will take the blonde. You ok with the chestnut sweetheart?" Vesper nodded her head, as they quickly stripped the unconscious Darkwatch lovers. After they piled up their uniforms on the table they regarded the underwear clad bodies of the two women." Look. You can tell these two were into each other, the blondes got lovely black lace wonderbra and a gorgeous black G-string, definitely not standard issue, and she looks like a supermodel. She was definitely going to surprise this one." Miranda pointed at the brunette, "They both have looked after themselves, very toned and athletic". Vesper nodded. " I like the brunette, she as a cute nerdy girl next door look about her, you can tell with the matching floral crop cami and hipster shorts, nice B-cups though. She reminds me of Carrie." Miranda shook her head. "Nah, Carrie's way better looking." Vesper chuckled. " Don't let Poppy here you saying that, she will get jealous." After they finished their appraisal of the two lovers, they moved on to the next pair. One dark brown girl with a pixie cut, with high cheekbones and a heart shaped faced, the other a very out of place Japanese girl, with light brown almost blonde hair done up in small pigtails." I call dibs on the Japanese girl." Said Miranda as she knelt by the girl. Nadja shot her a look of teasing disapproval. "You always pick the prettiest girls to strip." Miranda gestured to girl next to Vesper. "I don't know, she is a looker too." They quickly stripped off the Darkwatch girls uniforms. "Nah, these ones got standard issue, moving on. She does have have sweet C-cups though, nice nipples too." Miranda gestured to the underwear clad Japanese girl. "This one's got matching white lace bralette and hipster shorts. Look you can see her tits. Wow." The couple stopped to admire the small B-cups of the Japanese girl, with small dark brown areolas. After Miranda had stripped a particularly ravishing Latina sentry, it revealed that she had a matching set of dark red lace bra and thong set. Miranda grinned. " Now, who was she trying to impress. These two?" She said as she gestured to the unconscious Darkwatch assassin's. Nadja shrugged. "Maybe it was a three way thing? I have never partook myself. I'am more of a one woman kind of woman." Miranda kissed her on the cheek.They knelt by the two Darkwatch assassin's. Miranda rubbed her hands together. "Time for the main event." Nadja grinned mischievously has they peeled the assassins out of their form fitting catsuits. When they were finished, there eyes widened. " Wow." Miranda exclaimed. " They go commando under their suits." She said as she beheld the toned tanned athletic body of Nabila Mansour, with firm C-cups with full dark brown areolas and shaved full vulva. "Just like we do, under our suits. Maybe we are not so different after all." Nadja glanced down at the naked toned body of Isabelle Hartley, with well rounded C-,cup breasts with circular pink areolas and small vulva with a triangle shaped trim of black pubic hair. "Vesper, Nightingale? Pavlova here, ETA momentarily." The sound of the Russian sergeants voice in their earpieces interrupted their appraisal. " Roger that, Pavlova. We are coming out." Nightingale fell into step beside her wife, leaving the bunker and the 7 naked Darkwatch women behind.
" Nightingale, Vesper. It's been to long." Said Pavlova as they each gripped her wrist. She turned to her squad. " Okay ladies, let's get them prepped for transport." They saw Donnelly and Foley, sharing quick hugs with their friends. "Congratulations, on the engagement by the way." Said Miranda. The couple flashed their rings. " Well it's about time someone made an honest woman of me." Quipped Donnelly, as she passionately kissed her fiancee. "Hey sarge, why are they are all naked?" Came the voice of Vanderbilt, Pavlova's second in command. The dark haired Russian shot them mock accusing glances. It was Nadja who spoke first. "We were just killing time. Seeing them in their underwear had nothing to do with it." Miranda injected next. "And we were bored. How do you expect a married couple to entertain themselves, while we waiting for you lot?" They all laughed together, as the rest of 1st squad entered the bunker. They felt their ear pieces crackled. "Congratulations on sweeping up the last of Darkwatch, guys. Miranda and Lupa have also reported a mission success." Came the voice of their friend and SOG 6 logistics officer Carrie Reynolds. Miranda laughed. "At least they didn't get captured this time." Nadja have her a affectionate thump on her arm, shaking her head. ," Well I seem to recall so did you. Anyhow. We have a new contract, should be right up both your alleys. How do you feel about the Ukraine?" The couple caught each others eyes. "Looking forward to it." Said Miranda with a grin.
"You know, my love? It is my imagination or do these Darkwatch sentries just keep on getting prettier and prettier?" Said Senior Operative Miranda 'Nightingale' Croft as she handed the night vision binoculars to her wife Nadja 'Vesper' Gadot. Nadja gently caressed her wife's shoulder as she looked through the lenses, her eyes widened and she let out a low whistle. " You are not wrong, my heart. But I have better, right here." They both leant in and passionately kissed on the lips."Flatterer" Miranda smiled as they pulled out, Nadja caressed her wife's cheek."I try." The couple both laughed as they continued their recon. For Miranda the time had simply flown by, it had been a year since they were wed, they were getting stronger by the day, and since the arrest of Dr Cross which led to the collapse of Darkwatch, Miranda had even started to grow her auburn hair adopting a small ponytail . SI intelligence had detected the last remaining holdouts, this one in the Black Forest and the other in Iceland. Miranda smiled, Nadja and her had beaten Mira and Lupa at Rock, Paper, Scissors for this gig but she did not envy them freezing their tits off up there. This particular bunker was an old WW2 Nazi bunker, refurbished by Darkwatch as a VIP bunker. There mission was to secure the bunker, and apprehend the Darkwatch assassin's, lovers Nabila Mansour and Isabelle Hart!ey. Who had set themselves up here, as the new "leaders" of Darkwatch. Miranda turned back to her scouting." Yep, I'am going to miss stripping these Darkwatch sentries." Nadja kissed her on the cheek. "You and me both, my heart. You do know we have a sentry uniform and officer uniform each, back home." Miranda nodded as she returned the kiss. "I know we get them out on Saturday nights and roleplay, but still end of an era." Returning to the sentries, Miranda appraised them. The sentry on the left was a beautiful brunette with high cheekbones a heart shaped face and almond shaped green eyes, her raven black hair done up in braided pigtails that hung down her shoulders, under her black beret. Her partner was a striking ginger haired girl, with slender cheekbones slightly squared features and narrow deep blue eyes, her face highlighted by a smattering of freckles. Her flame coloured hair was done up in a braided ponytail. " So my loving wife, Nadja. Do you want the cute redhead or the sultry brunette?" Nadja took one final look through the binoculars. " The redhead I haven't been a redhead in a while, and she is cute." Miranda shot her wife a look of mock jealousy. "But not as cute has you, my heart." They both squeezed hands. "That leaves the foxy brunette to me. One more question, sweet heart. Shock pistol or Shock glove?" Nadja snapped on her shock glove. "Did you really have to ask?" Miranda laughed as she snapped on her shock glove. They shared another passionate embrace before sliding down the bank, closing in on the Darkwatch sentries.
Darkwatch sentries Michaela Grüber and Liesel Schweitzer, stood outside of the entrance to the Darkwatch bunker and were completely bored. At 23 and 22 respectively, the brunette Michaela and her redheaded friend Liesel were local girls who had joined Darkwatch the week before it fell apart, they were both attired in the standard sentry uniform of an all black jumpsuit, with matching tactical vest, boots, gloves and berets. Both equipped with CTAR-21 assault rifles and USP .45s holstered at their hips. With at least three spare mags for the rifle on their tacvests. They had been stationed at a Darkwatch listening post outside of Karlsruhe, when the SI took down the HQ Platform. Themselves and the 5 other all female staff of the post had been requisitioned by fleeing assassin's Nabila Mansour and Isabelle Hartley, who had proclaimed themselves the "New Darkwatch". All the sentries considered them blowhards just like every Assassin was in the Darkwatch ranks, overpaid and definitely oversexed. In fact many of the sentries had considered deserting to return to their families or join the SI, and they would have if they weren't so afraid of the lovers. Michaela turned to her friend. "Lissy, why are we here? Darkwatch is caput and they are no longer paying us. Let's just pack up our shit and go." Liesel shook her head. "We can't do that they will hunt us down and kill us, besides the SI could be out there right now sizing us up." Michaela raised her eyebrows. "Sizing us up, what like cattle?" Liesel rolled her eyes in frustration. "Nien, dunkoff. For our uniforms. Don't tell me you haven't heard the stories. Of SI infiltrators they knock you out and strip you completely naked. Then they take your face." Michaela felt a shudder go down her spine."Y-your face. How is that possible?" Liesel didn't take her eyes off the forest. "I don't know the details, but the stories are real. All I know is it's not going to happen to me." Michaela found a glimmer of hope. "So they are really just stories? That's a relief." Liesel shot her another angry look, but before they could say anything more, they both felt the peculiar sensations of having their necks pinched and then an electric shock course through their bodies. Both sentries let out brief cries of arousal as they collapsed onto the earth, unconscious. "That never gets old, my love." Said Miranda as she peeled off her glove, still panting from the arousal she felt. Nadja also feeling intense arousal peeled off her glove and passionately kissed her wife, as they stood over the unconscious sentries. "Ok, let's get these two naked." Said Miranda as she hauled the brunette up, picking her up under her shoulders. "I tell you another thing, my heart. They may be getting prettier but they are also getting dumber." Laughing the couple dragged the unconscious sentries into the bushes.
Once they were safely concealed, the couple stripped off their catsuits now naked they knelt by the unconscious women and began to strip them. Miranda started by removing the beret, tactical vest, boots, gloves and holster from the unconscious brunette. As she started to unzip the jumpsuit, Miranda turned to her wife."10 quid says she is wearing standard issue." Nadja smiled " You are on, sweetheart." As both women peeled off the jumpsuits from the unconscious women, they both swore. "Damn it they both are wearing standard issue." Miranda looked at her wife. "That's 20 quid you owe me." Nadja threw her a mock look of scandal. "I already owe you 50 from the last time." Miranda shook her head."Your the one that said cops don't wear boy shorts." She teased. Nadja chuckled at the memory. Miranda relented. "Tell you what? I will knock off 50 because I love you so damn much." Nadja grinned widely. "Love you, honey." She blew her wife a kiss. Laughing, Miranda flicked up the sentries arms pulling her sheer black crop vest over her head. "Wow, she as got nice tits. Take a look, Nads." Miranda gestured to the unconscious brunettes perfectly formed, firm C-cup breasts with circular dark pink perky areolas. Nadja let out an impressed sound, but her eyes shifted to Miranda's naked breasts." I like mine smaller, and British." Miranda laughed blowing her kiss. As Nadja pulled off the redheads vest, she gestured to the redheads smaller buoyant B-cups with full red roundel shaped areolas, they had a gentle dappling of freckles that complimented them. " Not bad but I prefer mine larger and Israeli." Laughing they came together and passionately kissed. When they pulled out, Miranda whipped of the black hipster shorts that protected the brunettes modesty exposing her small vulva crowned with a strip of trimmed black pubic hair. " Very nice, perfectly trimmed, how about yours love?" Nadja raised her eyebrows as she pulled down the redheads shorts. Exposing her fuller pink vulva with a tuft of red fuzz poking out the top. Nadja sighed with disappointment "Not bad but she could have at least grown it out some." Miranda gestured to her hair. "What like my new hair cut?" Nadja looked at her hair. "I think I preferred it short, but maybe it will grow on me." Miranda let out a scandalised breath, as she and Nadja pulled on their stolen underwear, then their new uniforms. When they were finished, Nadja took out the mimic gun and assumed the redheads appearance, then unwound her braid copying the hairstyle. Tossing the gun to her wife, Miranda assumed the appearance of the brunette, copying her pigtails. They looped the assault rifles over their shoulders. "Right, Nads. We will leave these two in the bushes. Squad 1 can pick them up when we make the call." Nadja picked up there duffel, looping it over her shoulder. "So we find the ventilation room, drop the Morpheus grenades in, and call the Calvary." Miranda fell into step beside her wife as they entered the bunker. "You know it will take them a hour to get here right?" Nadja caressed her wife's cheek. "Don't worry we will find some way to kill time." She said suggestively.
As Miranda and Nightingale made their way through the Bunker towards the ventilation room, they passed additional Darkwatch sentries each more prettier then the last, who flashed them nods, smiles and greetings in German as they took in the bunkers surroundings. "You know Nadja. They have kept all the original features." Miranda whispered in her borrowed German accent as they passed a Nazi mural." What can I say, fascists attract fascists. My grandparents survived the Holocaust." As they both made their way past the command centre, catching brief glances of their targets. Isabelle was a raven haired Brit. A former test pilot, she was responsible for the theft of the Typhoon Mk2 from RAF Northolt last year, where she had murdered 3 RAF personnel for their uniforms and handed the jet over to the Russians, among other crimes. And her lover Nabila Mansour, a former Libyan Marine. She was responsible for the murder of the Ukrainian Ambassador in a busy London restaurant, where she had murdered 2 civilians for their clothes. Her list of crimes were also numerous. As they entered the ventilation room they found two Darkwatch sentries snogging each other, they pulled out as soon the door opened. One was blonde with a wound braid under her beret, the other a chestnut brunette with shoulder length hair, a pair of glasses framed her blue eyes. "Please don't tell anyone guys. You know what they would do to us if they found out?" Pleaded the blonde. The brunette looked at them. "Wait, Liesel, Michaela? I thought you two were on guard duty?" Before they could react Miranda and Nadja whipped out their MK2 shock pistols. "Sorry, they are currently naked asleep in the bushes. Want to join them?" Quipped Miranda as they shot both women with their shock pistols. The two briefly let out small cries of pain, as electricity coursed through their bodies before they both collapsed unconscious onto the floor. "That was so fucking hot, my heart. I love it when you toy with them like that." Miranda flashed her a mischievous grin as they blew the barrells of their shock pistols, they kissed each other on the lips. "Right let's put this place to sleep." Nadja said as they fixed on their gasmasks, Miranda took two Morpheus Gas grenades pulling the pins she dropped the grenades into the shaft. "Nighty-night Darkwatch." Said Miranda, her voice muffled by her gas mask, as the grenades tumbled down the shaft.
It took only 3 minutes for the white gas to disperse through the complex. 5 women, Hartley and Mansour along with 3 other Darkwatch sentries coughed and spluttered as the gas overcame them. They fell unconscious at their posts and would be for at least 12 hours.
Nadja checked her digital display on her watch, because this was her Mk2 formula the gas would take less time to dissipate then the Mk 1 formula. When she and Miranda had returned from Gallia's Island, Nadja had between inundated with requests from almost every law enforcement agency in the world, for her Gas. As soon as the readout reached 00:00, she gave Miranda a thumbs up. They both removed their masks. " I have always said this my love, but you are a genius. I have always loved your gas." Nadja smiled at her wife's compliment. " Right, my love let's secure the bunker and call it in." Together the couple sweeped the bunker with their shock pistols drawn, each watching their backs and clearing their corners. It took them 10 minutes to locate all unconscious Darkwatch sentries and secure Hartley and Mansour, all unconscious. Satisfied that the bunker was clear, Miranda gestured to her wife to call in Pavlova and squad 1 from Stuttgart Station. Placing her hand to her earpiece, Nadja spoke. " Pavlova? This is Vesper and Nightingale. Bunker is secure and the packages are prepped for delivery. Awaiting your ETA, over." Pavlova's Russian Accent answered. " Roger that you two, fine work as always. Our ETA in one-hour, over." Nadja nodded holding up a finger for Miranda. "Roger, see soon you. Vesper and Nightingale out." Miranda walked over to her wife, leaning against the command table. " So about that hour..." She said, gently caressing her arm through her stolen uniform. Nadja looked thoughtfully at the unconscious bodies of Mansour and Hartley, a wonderful idea formed in her mind. " Do you think all these Darkwatch bitches are a tad... overdressed?" She said to her wife, raising her eyebrows. Miranda turned to look at the unconscious Darkwatch, a grin forming across her face as she caught her wife's thread. "They do don't they? It would be an awful shame for them to keep their clothes on. I know let's round them all up in here, and strip them all down to their skivvies. Let's have some fun." Nadja laughed at her wives kinkiness, together they scoured the bunker, picking up the unconscious sentries and bringing them to the command centre.As an afterthought, they also carried the naked unconscious bodies of the two sentries from outside.
It took them only ten minutes to round everyone up, Miranda shoved the table against the wall as they lined the unconscious Darkwatch in a row. " Right, first the lovebirds. I will take the blonde. You ok with the chestnut sweetheart?" Vesper nodded her head, as they quickly stripped the unconscious Darkwatch lovers. After they piled up their uniforms on the table they regarded the underwear clad bodies of the two women." Look. You can tell these two were into each other, the blondes got lovely black lace wonderbra and a gorgeous black G-string, definitely not standard issue, and she looks like a supermodel. She was definitely going to surprise this one." Miranda pointed at the brunette, "They both have looked after themselves, very toned and athletic". Vesper nodded. " I like the brunette, she as a cute nerdy girl next door look about her, you can tell with the matching floral crop cami and hipster shorts, nice B-cups though. She reminds me of Carrie." Miranda shook her head. "Nah, Carrie's way better looking." Vesper chuckled. " Don't let Poppy here you saying that, she will get jealous." After they finished their appraisal of the two lovers, they moved on to the next pair. One dark brown girl with a pixie cut, with high cheekbones and a heart shaped faced, the other a very out of place Japanese girl, with light brown almost blonde hair done up in small pigtails." I call dibs on the Japanese girl." Said Miranda as she knelt by the girl. Nadja shot her a look of teasing disapproval. "You always pick the prettiest girls to strip." Miranda gestured to girl next to Vesper. "I don't know, she is a looker too." They quickly stripped off the Darkwatch girls uniforms. "Nah, these ones got standard issue, moving on. She does have have sweet C-cups though, nice nipples too." Miranda gestured to the underwear clad Japanese girl. "This one's got matching white lace bralette and hipster shorts. Look you can see her tits. Wow." The couple stopped to admire the small B-cups of the Japanese girl, with small dark brown areolas. After Miranda had stripped a particularly ravishing Latina sentry, it revealed that she had a matching set of dark red lace bra and thong set. Miranda grinned. " Now, who was she trying to impress. These two?" She said as she gestured to the unconscious Darkwatch assassin's. Nadja shrugged. "Maybe it was a three way thing? I have never partook myself. I'am more of a one woman kind of woman." Miranda kissed her on the cheek.They knelt by the two Darkwatch assassin's. Miranda rubbed her hands together. "Time for the main event." Nadja grinned mischievously has they peeled the assassins out of their form fitting catsuits. When they were finished, there eyes widened. " Wow." Miranda exclaimed. " They go commando under their suits." She said as she beheld the toned tanned athletic body of Nabila Mansour, with firm C-cups with full dark brown areolas and shaved full vulva. "Just like we do, under our suits. Maybe we are not so different after all." Nadja glanced down at the naked toned body of Isabelle Hartley, with well rounded C-,cup breasts with circular pink areolas and small vulva with a triangle shaped trim of black pubic hair. "Vesper, Nightingale? Pavlova here, ETA momentarily." The sound of the Russian sergeants voice in their earpieces interrupted their appraisal. " Roger that, Pavlova. We are coming out." Nightingale fell into step beside her wife, leaving the bunker and the 7 naked Darkwatch women behind.
" Nightingale, Vesper. It's been to long." Said Pavlova as they each gripped her wrist. She turned to her squad. " Okay ladies, let's get them prepped for transport." They saw Donnelly and Foley, sharing quick hugs with their friends. "Congratulations, on the engagement by the way." Said Miranda. The couple flashed their rings. " Well it's about time someone made an honest woman of me." Quipped Donnelly, as she passionately kissed her fiancee. "Hey sarge, why are they are all naked?" Came the voice of Vanderbilt, Pavlova's second in command. The dark haired Russian shot them mock accusing glances. It was Nadja who spoke first. "We were just killing time. Seeing them in their underwear had nothing to do with it." Miranda injected next. "And we were bored. How do you expect a married couple to entertain themselves, while we waiting for you lot?" They all laughed together, as the rest of 1st squad entered the bunker. They felt their ear pieces crackled. "Congratulations on sweeping up the last of Darkwatch, guys. Miranda and Lupa have also reported a mission success." Came the voice of their friend and SOG 6 logistics officer Carrie Reynolds. Miranda laughed. "At least they didn't get captured this time." Nadja have her a affectionate thump on her arm, shaking her head. ," Well I seem to recall so did you. Anyhow. We have a new contract, should be right up both your alleys. How do you feel about the Ukraine?" The couple caught each others eyes. "Looking forward to it." Said Miranda with a grin.
