Special Agent Jack: Black Widow
I had been given the most difficult task in destroying FREYA and its henchmen. It would take time, but I am not going to fail the mission. My first target is the FREYA's right hand woman, a dangerous woman called the Black Widow, who is also the leader of FREYA's elite assassins, the VALKYRIE.
Black Widow, real name Elina Volkov, was an infamous Russian spy in the old world. She was a deadly spy, who killed dozens of high-ranking military officers of NATO, Russia and other countries. When the virus spread across the globe, she took advantage of the situation and established VALKYRIE.
As the leader of the VALKYRIE, Black Widow was a formidable enemy. She had a pair of powerful guns and a sharp set of blades. Her physical capabilities were beyond human, and her skills were unmatched by the other members of FREYA.
She was an enemy to be reckoned with.
My first step was to infiltrate the facility and locate Black Widow. But even if I did, there were other dangers inside the facility, like the other henchwomen of FREYA, which consisted of a bunch of beautiful and deadly women with enhanced physical abilities.
I have been tasked with destroying FREYA, and that includes killing all of the henchwomen.
There were a few dozen women, and I had a lot of work to do. I had been tasked with the elimination of all the henchwomen and Black Widow, but my first priority is to survive and complete the mission. I could deal with the women later.
The facility was heavily guarded by the henchwomen. They were clad in skintight, high-cut leotards, giving a sexy and dangerous look at the same time.
I had no idea what the outfits were made of, but they looked so tight that the fabric looked like a second skin. The outfit was not designed for protection, but rather for easy maneuverability and flexibility. It left little to the imagination, leaving a lot of skin exposed, but at the same time, the outfit offered little protection against bullets and knives.
One thing was for sure, the outfit was very flattering on the female body, making the curves more pronounced and accentuating the breasts, hips and ass. It made the women look more attractive than they already were, and it gave them a more seductive and alluring appearance.
As I surveyed the scene, I couldn't help but admire the beauty and sexiness of the women. Even though they were deadly killers, their beauty was undeniable.
The facility was well lit, with bright lights illuminating the area. There were guards stationed everywhere, keeping an eye out for intruders and intrusion. I could see that the henchwomen were alert and ready for any kind of trouble.
It would be tough to infiltrate the facility. I had no idea how many henchwomen were there, but I knew that they would be tough opponents to deal with.
I needed to make sure that I had a plan, and that I would be able to take down Black Widow and the VALKYRIE before it was too late.
I started by looking for an entry point. I scanned the building, and after a few minutes, I found a weak spot in the security. It was a ventilation shaft that led to the roof of the facility.
I climbed the shaft and slowly made my way through the vent. The air was thick and warm, and the heat was starting to get to me. The air was so thick that it felt like it was suffocating me.
I finally reached the end of the shaft, and after a few moments, I found the exit. I opened the cover and peeked outside.
The air was cold and fresh. It was night-time, and the sky was full of stars. The air was clean and free of smog and smoke. The city was quiet and peaceful.
I had to take a moment to catch my breath. It was nice to breathe some fresh air. I hadn't had a chance to breathe fresh air since I had entered the facility.
I was wearing a black combat suit, and it was a bit too hot for the weather. The heat was getting to me. I decided to remove my helmet and wipe the sweat off my forehead.
The facility was surrounded by a forest. There were a few trees, but it was mostly an open area. The trees were not tall, and they didn't offer much cover.
I surveyed the area, and after a few minutes, I found the perfect location for an ambush.
The area was a bit dark, and there was a patch of shrubs and trees. There was enough cover for me to hide and wait for my target.
I moved into the position and prepared my weapon.
I could see the guards patrolling the perimeter of the building. There were several guards, and they were armed with rifles.
I waited patiently. I didn't want to attract any attention to myself.
I heard a sound. It was a rustling noise. I turned my head and saw a figure approaching. It was a woman.
She was dressed in a black and white leotard. She had a long black ponytail. She was tall and curvaceous. She had a nice pair of tits and an ass. She was an attractive woman.
She had a gun in her hand. She was an assassin.
I knew that I had to take her down.
I raised my gun and pointed it at her.
"Freeze," I said.
She stopped. She looked at me.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"I am a UN agent. I am here to take down FREYA," I said.
She was silent.
"I don't want to kill you. Put your gun down and surrender," I said.
She didn't say anything. She looked at me.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Katarina," she said.
"Are you alone?" I asked.
"I'm not alone," she said.
"Where are your friends?" I asked.
"They are inside the building," she said.
"Are they armed?" I asked.
"They are armed," she said.
"You don't want to fight me," I said.
"Why not?" she asked.
"Because I'll kill you," I said.
"You don't have a chance," she said.
"Don't try me," I said.
We were staring at each other. I could feel the tension. I was ready to fire.
"Last chance," I said.
She didn't say anything.
I pulled the trigger and fired a bullet at her.
It hit her in the chest. She fell to the ground.
I rushed to her.
She was still alive. She was struggling to breathe.
I could see the fear in her eyes. She knew she was going to die.
I held her in my arms. I put my hand on her chest. I could feel her heart beating.
I put my hand on her throat. I squeezed.
I could feel the life draining out of her.
"Die," I said.
I squeezed harder. I could hear her gurgle.
"Die," I said.
She was choking. She was dying.
I could feel her heart stop beating.
She was dead.
I stood up and walked away.
I had a feeling that the rest of the henchwomen were not going to be this easy.
I was wrong.
As soon as I entered the building, I was ambushed by a group of henchwomen. They were fast, and their strength was inhuman.
"Fuck!" I swore as a punch landed on my stomach. I stumbled backwards and fell on my ass.
"He's alone," one of the henchwomen said.
"Take him down," another said.
I got back up and lunged at the nearest woman. She was big and strong. She easily blocked my attack.
"I'm not gonna go down without a fight," I said.
"I hope not," she said.
She punched me in the face.
I stumbled backwards.
"Fucker!" I yelled.
I swung at her, but she dodged the punch.
"You're going down, asshole," she said.
"Not today," I said.
I charged at her and tackled her. We fell to the ground. I grabbed her and put her in a chokehold.
"Not today," I said.
Her eyes went wide.
"You're not going anywhere," I said.
"No!" she shouted.
She struggled, but it was no use.
"I'm going to snap your neck," I said.
"Stop!" she yelled.
I twisted her head and snapped her neck. She let out a gurgling noise and went limp. She was a beautiful woman, but I didn't have time to admire her.
I was going to take down FREYA and its henchwomen one by one. I drew out my combat knife, ready to cut down all of these henchwomen.
I charged at the closest henchwoman and slashed at her throat. The knife cut through her flesh like butter. Blood spurted out of the wound.
She was shocked and horrified. She fell to her knees. Her hands went to her throat, trying to stop the bleeding.
"Please…" she gurgled. Delivering a coup-de-grace, I stabbed her in the chest and yanked the blade out. She fell to the floor and lay still.
A few other henchwomen rushed towards me, but I was ready for them. I blocked a punch with my arm and delivered a swift kick to the side of the knee, knocking her off balance.
She stumbled backwards and I used the opportunity to grab her and throw her to the floor. She landed with a thud.
I straddled her and pinned her to the ground. She struggled, but she was no match for my strength.
"Get the fuck off me!" she screamed.
I smirked as I stabbed her in the middle of her eyes. Her struggles ceased as the blood oozed from her eyes.
"Three down," I said.
The rest of the henchwomen looked horrified and terrified.
"You're next," I said.
They stared at me, but they didn't move.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" I asked.
"Fuck you," one of the women spat.
"I'm not the one who's about to die," I said.
"Kill him," the woman ordered.
"Are you stupid? He'll kill us all," another woman said.
"Do you want to die?" the woman asked.
"Fuck no," the woman replied.
"Then kill him," the woman said.
"Fuck it," the woman said.
The woman charged at me. I stepped to the side and punched her in the face. She fell to the ground.
"You're dead," I said.
"You bitch," she groaned.
I punched her again and again. Her face was a bloody mess.
"Stop," she gurgled.
"Fuck no," I said. I slashed her throat with my knife. Blood spurted out of the wound.
"That's four," I said.
There were still six women left.
I could take them.
"You're dead," I said, sneering. I could easily kill them all, but using my knife would be more fun and challenging.
I lunged at the nearest woman and slashed her throat. Blood spurted out of the wound.
"What the fuck," she gurgled. She fell to her knees and collapsed.
"That's five," I said.
"You son of a bitch," another woman cursed.
She lunged at me. I blocked the attack and kicked her in the stomach. I then stabbed her in her head. Blood splattered on my face.
"Six," I said.
Three women were left.
"You're dead," the biggest and strongest woman growled.
She charged at me.
I side-stepped the attack and punched her in the face.
She staggered backwards.
"You're mine," I said.
I grabbed her and slammed her against the wall.
"Fuck," she groaned.
I kneed her in the stomach. I grinned, planning to go all out on this henchwoman. I would destroy her and make an example out of her in front of the remaining henchwomen. They would soon fear my skill and power, and they would think twice before wasting their lives to kill me.
I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. I punched her in the face. I punched her again. And again. And again.
"S-stop," she pleaded. Her face was a bloody mess. Her nose was broken and some of her teeth were knocked out. She was once a beautiful woman, but now she looked ugly and pathetic.
"Why should I stop?" I asked.
"Please," she whimpered.
I smirked as I slashed at her throat with my knife.
"Seven," I said.
The remaining women were terrified.
Tossing aside the henchwoman's body, I turned around to the remaining henchwomen, smirking. I was covered in blood. I sure looked terrifying to them.
"Do you girls want to die too?" I asked.
One of the women shook her head.
"Good, though I can't simply leave you be..." I said, feeling somewhat mournful. These henchwomen were hot and sexy babes, and it was a shame that they had to die. If only they hadn't picked the wrong side, they could have been my bedmates.
I looked at the remaining henchwomen.
"Hmm… what to do with you girls…" I muttered, licking my lips.
"Y-you could try sparing us?" One of them, an ebony beauty with voluptuous figure which was barely covered in her high-cut leotard, suggested.
"Maybe," I said.
"Y-yeah!" The other one, a blonde beauty with fair skin, whose skimpy leotard covered very little of her curvaceous figure, agreed. "W-we'll be good girls!"
"Will you now?" I asked. "I mean... I killed your friends there." I pointed at the corpses of their fellow henchwomen.
"T-they were just henchwomen," the black-skinned henchwoman said.
"Yeah! T-they were expendable," the white-skinned henchwoman added.
"Expendable huh? Is that how you view your allies and comrades?" I asked, arching my brows.
"T-they were weak!" The black-skinned henchwoman argued.
"T-they were just cannon fodder!" The white-skinned henchwoman supported her friend's arguments.
"And are you strong?" I asked.
"T-that's right!" The black-skinned henchwoman exclaimed.
"T-that's why we're not dead yet!"
"Or maybe it's because I haven't fought you two yet," I suggested.
"Y-you're wrong," the black-skinned henchwoman stammered.
"We're strong," the white-skinned henchwoman said.
"So strong," the black-skinned henchwoman affirmed.
I laughed. Well, at least they were entertaining.
"Very well. I won't kill you girls. But I still gotta kill your leader first, Black Widow." I said. That was why I was here, soaking in blood in the first place.
"S-she's too strong," the white-skinned henchwoman stammered.
"S-she's a monster," the black-skinned henchwoman quavered.
"Well, I'm a monster too," I said, licking my lips.
The girls trembled in fear.
"W-what are you going to do to us?" the white-skinned henchwoman asked.
I thought about it for a moment.
"Do you have a holding cell in there?" I asked.
"Yes," the black-skinned henchwoman replied.
"Then, pretend that you have captured me. I killed your teammates, after all. You should report the news to Black Widow. Then, once I'm in her presence, I will take her down," I said.
"T-that's a great idea!" The white-skinned henchwoman exclaimed.
"T-that's perfect!" The black-skinned henchwoman agreed.
"Just don't forget to keep yourselves safe. I would hate to see such pretty girls getting hurt," I said.
The girls nodded.
"Good," I said.
I dropped my gun and put my hands behind my back.
"You'll have to handcuff me," I said.
"O-okay," the white-skinned henchwoman said. She tried to hide the fact that she was scared, but it was obvious.
"It's okay," the black-skinned henchwoman reassured. She was less scared than her friend.
"I'll try not to hurt you," I said.
The white-skinned henchwoman produced a set of handcuffs and placed them around my wrists.
"Tight enough?" She asked.
"It's fine," I replied.
"You're a strong man," the black-skinned henchwoman remarked.
"That's right," I said.
"You don't seem like a bad guy," the white-skinned henchwoman noted.
"That's because I'm not," I said.
"I guess so," the white-skinned henchwoman shrugged.
After I was properly handcuffed, I gave them my next instruction. "Next, bring me inside. Make sure to pretend that you have captured me after I killed your teammates. Make a show to other henchwomen too. Bring me into the holding cell as quickly as possible. After that, let the others deal with me," I said.
"W-what do you mean?" The white-skinned henchwoman stammered.
"I-it means..." The black-skinned henchwoman started. "W-we'll have to t-torture you."
"Y-yes," the white-skinned henchwoman concurred.
"Well, go ahead then. I've already killed your friends. Just make it believable," I said.
"O-okay," the black-skinned henchwoman nodded.
"Y-yes," the white-skinned henchwoman agreed.
"Well? Let's get this show on the road," I said.
The girls nodded. They grabbed my arms and escorted me into the building.
"What the fuck happened here?" One of the guards asked. It seemed that they still had male employees, though they were small fries compared to the henchwomen.
"This UN asshole killed our friends!" The black-skinned henchwoman yelled.
"Is he alone?" Another guard asked.
"Yes," I answered.
"Fucker!" The guard swore.
"Kill him!" A guard yelled.
"No!" The white-skinned henchwoman argued.
"Don't kill him! Black Widow wants him alive!" The black-skinned henchwoman screamed.
"W-why?" A guard asked.
"He's a UN agent!" The white-skinned henchwoman yelled.
"T-the fuck? Why didn't he kill all of us?" The guard asked.
"I dunno," the black-skinned henchwoman answered.
"B-Black Widow wanted him alive," the white-skinned henchwoman added.
"Shit. She's gonna be pissed," the guard cursed.
"W-what are we gonna do with him?" The other guard asked.
"C-can we kill him?" The first guard asked.
"Fuck no," the black-skinned henchwoman snarled.
"B-Black Widow wanted him alive," the white-skinned henchwoman said.
"Fuck," the guard swore.
"Let's put him in the holding cell," the black-skinned henchwoman said.
"Y-yeah," the white-skinned henchwoman agreed.
"Alright, we'll bring him in," the guard said.
"T-thanks," the black-skinned henchwoman said.
"H-hello, mister UN," the guard greeted.
"Hello, you pathetic piece of shit…" I sneered.
"What the fuck did you say?" The guard roared.
"I called you a pathetic piece of shit," I clarified.
"You son of a bitch," the guard snarled.
"You can do better than that," I said.
The guard pulled out his baton and smacked me across the face.
"Fuck!" I swore. It hurt like hell, but I had taken worst hits than that.
"Not so tough now, are you?" The guard taunted.
"T-that was uncalled for," the white-skinned henchwoman protested. "Just put him in the holding cell."
"Fine," the guard grumbled.
"You're a lucky son of a bitch," the guard said.
"You'll see how lucky I am," I sneered.
"T-take him," the black-skinned henchwoman ordered.
"Yeah, yeah," the guard grumbled.
He grabbed my arm and escorted me into the building.
"Here's your new home," the guard said. It was a holding cell, but it was rather big. Also, it kept its occupants from being seen from outside.
"Damn. Five-star accommodation," I quipped. "Hope you got a toilet and a bed," I added.
"Shut the fuck up," the guard snapped. He shoved me into the cell and slammed the door shut. "Make yourself at home," the guard said through the small window on the door.
"Thanks. It looks very comfortable," I said. It was indeed very comfortable, with a toilet and a bed.
"Yeah, yeah," the guard said dismissively.
"So, what's gonna happen to me?" I asked.
"I dunno. That's for Black Widow to decide," the guard said. "Now, stay put and don't do anything funny. We'll let you know what's going on," the guard added.
"You won't regret it," I said.
The guard harrumphed before he walked away.
The holding cell was indeed a five-star accommodation, at least as far as a holding cell could go. It was clean and well-maintained. It was also equipped with a toilet and a bed.
But most importantly, it was isolated from the outside world. It was a soundproof room, and the walls were thick. There were no windows, and the only source of light was a single bulb.
"This is perfect," I said.
I sat down on the bed and waited for something to happen.
A few minutes later, the door opened and two henchwomen stepped in. They were those who I spared earlier, and they were armed with guns and knives.
"W-we're here to interrogate you," the black-skinned henchwoman said.
"Interrogate me?" I arched my brows. "You gonna put screws up my toes? Wrap my balls around the telephone receiver? Shine the lights on my eyeballs and stick electrodes on my nuts?"
"W-we're not gonna torture you," the white-skinned henchwoman reassured. "I mean, you're gonna kill our boss soon, so we might as well learn things so we can survive. I-if we don't get useful information, the guards are going to torture you."
"Smart girl. Well, I can't just give out vital intel so easily," I said.
"We understand," the black-skinned henchwoman sighed.
"Well, instead of about me, why don't you two tell me about yourselves?" I suggested. "This cell is soundproof. No one can hear us talking, and we can speak freely. I won't judge," I added.
"T-talking about ourselves?" the white-skinned henchwoman stuttered.
"Yeah, how about it?" I asked.
"Ummm…" The black-skinned henchwoman muttered. "Well, there's nothing much to say. I joined FREYA because it was the only way to survive the pandemic."
"Me too," the white-skinned henchwoman added.
"Yeah," the black-skinned henchwoman sighed. "We were both infected, and FREYA gave us the cure."
"I see..." Well, those other henchwomen I slew were probably the same, but there was nothing that could be done about it. They had chosen the wrong side, and they had to pay the price for it. "Tell me your names. We might as well talk like normal people," I said.
"R-right," the black-skinned henchwoman said. "My name is Maria."
"Liz," the white-skinned henchwoman introduced herself.
"Maria and Liz, eh?" I nodded. "I'm Jack. Nice to meet you."
"Likewise," Maria smiled.
"So, uh, what should we talk about?" Liz asked.
"Hmm, how about your life before the pandemic?" I suggested.
"O-okay," Liz said.
"Well, I was a university student," Maria started. "I was studying medicine. Then, the pandemic hit. The entire university was quarantined. We couldn't go out, and we couldn't contact anyone outside."
"We were stuck in the university," Liz added.
"It was scary," Maria continued.
"Then, the university was attacked by a group of thugs. They killed the professors and the deans. They also killed most of the students."
"Fuck," I swore.
"There were only a few survivors," Maria said.
"They forced us to work for them," Liz added.
"Yeah, we were their slaves. They used us for menial tasks, like cleaning and cooking."
"It was awful," Liz said.
"It was terrible," Maria agreed.
"It must have been rough," I sympathized. "So, how come you girls became FREYA's henchwomen?"
"We were saved by a woman named Elina Volkov," Maria said.
"Elina Volkov?" I echoed. That was Black Widow's real name.
"Yes. She killed the thugs, and she took over the university. She saved us."
"She gave us the cure, and she gave us a choice: to join FREYA, or to die," Liz said.
"I-I was a nurse," Liz continued. "I was going to become a doctor."
"And I was a pre-med student," Maria added. "I wanted to become a surgeon."
"So, you two are skilled in medicine," I noted.
"We were," Liz said.
"Yeah," Maria agreed.
"But that was in the past," Liz sighed.
"What happened to the other students?" I asked.
"A-at first, a few of them were recruited by Elina to join FREYA," Liz said.
"But they were quickly eliminated by her," Maria continued.
"Eliminated? As in... killed?" I asked.
"Yes," Liz nodded.
"Elina was a harsh woman," Maria explained.
"She's the Black Widow, after all," I said.
"True," Maria sighed.
"After the other students were eliminated, the remaining students had no choice but to join FREYA," Liz added.
"We were the only survivors," Maria said.
"That was tough," I muttered.
"It was," Liz said.
"I can't imagine how you two must have felt," I said.
"It was the hardest time of my life," Liz said. Her hands trembled.
"I-I was so scared," Maria quavered.
"I-it's okay," Liz stuttered, comforting Maria. "T-the past is in the past."
"B-but it still haunts me," Maria cried.
"S-shhh," Liz whispered. "It's okay."
"I-I'm sorry," Maria apologized.
"I-it's okay," Liz reassured.
"I'm sorry for being weak," Maria said.
"You're not weak," Liz comforted. "You're a survivor."
"B-but I'm a coward," Maria stuttered.
"You're not a coward," Liz denied. "You're brave."
"I-I'm sorry," Maria said.
"Don't be," Liz said.
"Okay," Maria sniffed.
"Feeling better?" Liz asked.
I grinned at them. "So, you two are friends, eh? Thought you henchwomen think of each other as expendable," I chuckled.
"W-well, we were not really friends before, but we are now," Maria said.
"That's good to hear," I said.
"Thank you, Liz," Maria smiled.
"Don't mention it," Liz replied.
I looked at both Maria and Liz. They were beautiful women with curvaceous, hot smoking bodies. They were both clad in skintight leotards, giving a sexy, dangerous look. Their outfits left little to the imagination, revealing their curves, cleavages and asses. An idea came to my mind.
"So… you two are alive because of me, correct?" I asked.
"Yes," Maria answered.
"And you two owe me, correct?" I asked.
"I guess so," Liz muttered.
"Then, how about you two repay me with your bodies?" I suggested, licking my lips.
"Y-you want us to have sex with you?" Maria stuttered.
I chuckled. "Why not? You're not dead, and you're very much alive. You're beautiful, and you're very much my type."
"I-I..." Maria hesitated.
"Come on," I coaxed. "You girls are beautiful, and I'm very horny. I mean, if I hadn't spared you, you two would have been dead, like the rest of the girls out there. Consider this as a reward."
"Y-you're right," Maria agreed.
"S-sure," Liz said.
"Good girls," I smirked. "Now, let's have some fun," I added.
"O-okay," Maria muttered.
"W-what should we do?" Liz asked.
"Oh, you don't have to do anything. Just lay back and enjoy," I said.
"Y-yes," Liz muttered.
I walked towards them and placed my hands on their breasts. They were soft and plump. The material of their leotards was smooth and silky. It was tight, and it showed off their curves and contours. I squeezed their breasts.
"Mmm…" Maria moaned.
"Aah…" Liz sighed.
Their nipples were hard, and I could easily tell that they were getting turned on.
"Your tits feel great," I complimented.
"T-thanks," Maria stuttered.
"D-do you like them?" Liz asked.
"Of course," I answered. I squeezed their breasts, hoping to hear their squeals.
"Oooohhh!" Maria moaned.
"Aaahh!" Liz gasped.
"Nice," I said.
"W-what now?" Maria asked.
"Oh, we're just getting started," I answered. I then pulled them closer to me and started making out with them, kissing their lips and sucking on their tongues.
"Mmmm!" Maria moaned.
"Mmmm!" Liz moaned.
Our mouths were wet and our saliva was exchanged. Our tongues danced with each other. Our teeth clashed and our lips rubbed against each other. Our faces were close to each other. I could smell their perfumes.
"Oh god!" Maria moaned.
"Ohhh!" Liz gasped.
We kissed passionately. My hands were all over their bodies. I squeezed their tits and asses. They were both moaning and gasping. Their bodies were warm and soft.
"Ohh!" Maria groaned.
"Aah!" Liz squealed.
My cock was straining under my pants. I needed to take them off.
"Ohh," I grunted.
"Mmmm," Liz moaned.
I released their mouths and unzipped my pants. I took them off and dropped them on the floor.
"You two are going to love this," I said, springing my cock free.
"Ooohhh," Maria and Liz moaned, staring at my cock hungrily.
My cock was fully erect. It was throbbing and twitching. My balls were aching. I needed release.
"Suck on my cock," I ordered.
"Yes, sir," Liz said.
"Of course, sir," Maria said.
They knelt down in front of me and wrapped their mouths around my shaft. They were very good at giving head. Their tongues were wet and warm. They were slurping and sucking.
"Mmm," I groaned.
"Ohhh," Liz moaned.
"Ahhh…" Maria sighed.
Were henchwomen taught to do this kind of thing? Well, they were also used for seduction, so perhaps this was one of the lessons they were taught.
"Mmm," Liz moaned.
"Ahh," Maria sighed.
They sucked and slurped and licked. I was getting close to my climax.
"Mmm," Liz moaned.
"Aah," Maria sighed.
"Fuck, yes," I groaned.
I was going to cum.
"I'm gonna cum," I announced. "Take it all, girls! Take it!"
"Mmm," Maria moaned.
"Ahh," Liz gasped.
My cock exploded, spraying my thick cum all over their faces. Their mouths and noses were covered in my semen.
"Mmmm," Maria moaned.
"Aah," Liz gasped.
"Good girls." I complimented. They looked so hot, covered in my cum. "Clean each other up first. Lick and swallow my cum. Then, I'll fuck you nice and well," I said.
"Yes, sir," Maria and Liz obeyed.
The two henchwomen licked and sucked each other, cleaning themselves from my cum. They kissed and shared the taste of my semen, their tongues dancing with each other.
"Mmm," Liz moaned.
"Aah," Maria sighed.
It was a beautiful sight.
"Good girls," I praised. "Now, who's going to be the first to ride my cock?" I asked.
"Ooohhh!" Maria squealed.
"Aah," Liz gasped.
They were so excited.
"Maria," I said. "Ride me. I want you to be the first one to have my cock inside you."
"O-okay," Maria stuttered.
"I wanna see you ride me," I said.
"Y-yes, sir," Maria said.
She got on top of me and lowered herself onto my cock. The ebony beauty pulled aside her leotard to reveal her cunt. It was dripping wet. She then grabbed my cock and guided it into her pussy.
"Ooohhh!" She squealed.
"Mmmm," I grunted.
Her cunt was tight and wet. It was warm and slick. It was amazing.
"Fuck, you're so tight," I said.
"Ooohhh," Maria groaned. She arched her back and started to ride me.
"Oh god!" She moaned.
"Mmm," I grunted.
Her cunt was so good.
"Ohhh," she moaned.
"Fuck," I groaned.
She bounced on my cock, up and down. Her cunt was amazing.
"Mmmm," she squealed.
"Oh fuck!" I grunted.
I grabbed her tits and squeezed them.
"Ohhh," she moaned. "Aaaaahhh…"
Her cunt was so good. I was getting close.
"I'm gonna cum," I groaned.
"Aaaahhh!" she moaned.
"Ooohhh," I grunted.
"Yeeessss!" She squealed.
My cock exploded, shooting my thick cum inside her, filling her fertile womb. Her body trembled, and her cunt contracted around my shaft. Her expression was that of pleasure, with eyes rolled back and mouth agape.
"Mmmm," she groaned.
Her body twitched, and her breathing became ragged.
"Fuuuck…" I groaned.
It was the best orgasm I ever had.
"Mmmm," she moaned.
I pulled out my cock, and a stream of cum flowed out of her pussy. She slumped on the floor, spent and satisfied.
"How was it?" I asked.
"Amazing," Maria breathed.
"Your turn, Liz," I said.
"T-thank you, sir," she said.
She was so submissive and obedient. She was a very good girl.
"Now, Liz," I said. "I want to take you from behind. Bend over."
"Yes, sir," Liz said.
She bent over, her ass facing me.
"Spread your legs," I ordered.
"Yes, sir," she obeyed.
I knelt down and lined up my cock with her pussy after I pulled aside her leotard.
"I'm gonna fuck you now," I said.
"T-thank you, sir," she said.
I rammed my cock inside her, and she screamed, her body trembling.
"Fuck!" She swore.
"Oohh!" I groaned.
She was so tight.
"Mmm," I grunted.
I slammed my cock in and out of her cunt, and her body shuddered.
"Aaaahhh!" She moaned.
I grabbed her hips and rammed my cock inside her, pounding her.
"Ooohhh!" She whimpered.
Her body trembled, and her cunt contracted around my shaft.
"F-fuck," she groaned.
I slapped her ass, and she yelped.
"Ah!" She gasped.
I grabbed her tits and squeezed them.
"Mmmm…" she moaned.
I pounded her cunt, and her body quivered.
"Aaahhh!" She gasped.
"Fuck," I groaned.
"Ooohhh," she whimpered.
I rammed my cock inside her, and she screamed, her body trembling. Soon, I came inside her, filling her fertile womb with my thick cum.
"Oooohhhh…" she moaned.
My cock was still hard.
"I want to fuck your ass," I said.
"Y-yes, sir," she whimpered.
I pulled out my cock and rammed it into her ass. She screamed, her body shuddering.
"Ooohhh!" she squealed. "Mmm!”
I fucked her ass, and she cried out.
"Ah!" She gasped.
Her body trembled, and her asshole tightened around my shaft.
"Mmmm," I grunted.
"Fuck," I swore.
I pumped my cock inside her, and her asshole twitched.
"Aaaahhh!" She gasped.
"Mmmm," I grunted. "Take it, bitch," I growled.
I rammed my cock inside her, and she screamed, her body quivering. I came again, shooting my load into her asshole.
"Mmmm… ooohh…" she groaned.
Feeling spent, I sat on the bed. Both Maria and Liz slumped on the floor, with semen oozing out of their cunts, and asshole, in Liz's case.
"How was it, girls?" I asked.
"Amazing," Maria sighed.
"Very good, sir," Liz smiled.
"Excellent," I smirked. "Rest up. I'm planning to continue my mission soon. Make sure to hide while I kill the rest of your friends," I said.
"O-okay," Maria stammered.
"As long as you keep us alive," Liz said.
"I won't hurt you. I mean, I saved you girls from death. Sure, it was on a whim, but still," I said.
"I see," Liz nodded.
"W-we're grateful," Maria said.
"Sure," I chuckled.
After a while, they recovered enough to stand up. They were going to take their leave soon.
"So, uh, you'll be going now," I said.
"Yeah," Maria replied.
"Don't worry," I said. "I'll keep you girls alive."
"T-thank you, sir," Maria stuttered.
"Thank you," Liz nodded.
They bowed before leaving.
Now, it was time for me to finish my mission.
I put on my pants and zipped up. I would need to wait until it was time for Black Widow to see me.
Until then, I spent my time in the holding cell mediating. It was good for mind and soul.
Soon, the guards came for me.
"It's time," the guard said.
"Time for what?" I asked.
"Time for you to face the music. Black Widow wants to see you," the guard answered.
"Alright," I said.
"Just make sure to not do anything funny," the guard warned.
"I'll be good," I said.
"Sure, like we'll believe you," the guard harrumphed.
He handcuffed me and escorted me outside.
"This way," the guard said.
I was brought to an elevator.
"We're going to the top floor," the guard explained.
"I see," I nodded.
"Don't do anything stupid," the guard warned.
"I won't," I reassured.
We entered the elevator.
"What is Black Widow like?" I asked.
"She's a ruthless woman," the guard answered.
"Tell me about her," I said.
"Well, she's very powerful. She controls the world's economy," the guard said.
"Interesting," I said.
"And she has her henchwomen," the guard added.
Soon, we arrived at Black Widow's office. There, the leader of VALKYRIE was waiting.
"So, this is the UN agent who killed my henchwomen," Black Widow mused. She was a beautiful woman of Russian descent, with platinum blonde hair, fair skin, and icy blue eyes. She was wearing a black and red leotard that hugged her voluptuous figure. Her outfit was similar to the ones her henchwomen wore, with the difference being the color and the spider-like motif. Being high-cut, her leotard exposed her curvaceous hips, thighs, and cleavage. She was a dangerous woman, and she looked the part.
"I killed them," I confirmed.
"You killed them, eh? Not bad," she said.
"You sound impressed," I remarked.
"Oh, I am. You're a strong man, and a worthy opponent," she said.
"So, what happens now?" I asked.
"Well, I'm offering you a job," she answered.
"A job?" I arched my brows.
"Yes. You can work for me," she offered. "A man of your caliber is more than welcome to join my organization."
"You mean FREYA?" I asked.
"Of course," she confirmed. "And your genetic materials are surely welcomed too," she added.
"Genetic materials? What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, if you accept my offer, I'm going to make you my lover and mate. It is only fitting," she explained.
"You mean... you want me to be your partner and husband?" I asked.
"Yes," she answered. "And the father of my children, of course," she added. "Of course, you can take as many lovers as you wish. Pump your seed into my henchwomen and produce strong children. They will be great assets of FREYA," she continued.
"I see," I said.
"Well, do you accept my offer?" She asked, grinning. "You can't get anything better than this," she boasted.
I thought about it for a bit. The prospect of working for a powerful woman and being her partner and husband was indeed enticing. And I would have lots of women to impregnate and create strong offspring. I would live a life of luxury and have the world's most beautiful women at my beck and call. It was a dream come true.
But that would mean betraying UN. It was something I could not do.
"Sorry, but I must refuse," I said.
"Hmph, pity," she snorted.
"What now?" I asked.
"I guess I have no choice but to kill you," she shrugged. She took out a gun and pointed at my forehead. "Goodbye, Mr. UN Agent. You were a worthy adversary."
She pulled the trigger, and the gun fired.
The bullet pierced through my head, killing me instantly. My corpse fell to the ground, and blood oozed out of my head. Or at least that was what should've happened, if I didn't activate my Amadeus Clock implanted in one of my molar teeth. Amadeus Clock was a fantastic gadget developed my Doctor Amadeus that could turn back time slightly, giving the user a chance to fix his/her mistake or escape an impossible situation.
Using Amadeus Clock, I rewound time by three seconds. Enough to avoid the bullet from piercing through my head. Black Widow gaped at the sight of me somewhat dodging bullet.
"How the fuck?" She uttered.
Before she could react, I charged at her. She was a powerful and deadly woman, but she was not fast enough to dodge my attack. I punched her in the face, and she staggered backwards. I then took the gun from her hand, and with great precision and efficiency, I gunned down the guards and her secretary.
"H-how? How did you avoid my bullet?" She asked.
"Simple. It was just luck," I answered.
"Fuck!" She swore.
I fired the gun, and a bullet pierced through her head. Black Widow was dead.
But something seemed odd. As soon as Black Widow died, her appearance changed. She became a different woman. Still beautiful, and different. And was dead from a gunshot to the head.
"Body double?" I guessed.
"You're not the only one with a trick up their sleeve," Black Widow's voice came from the loudspeakers. "So, that was Amadeus Clock, correct? Figured that the old geezer had whipped out something so useful. Too bad he's dead now. Anyway, congratulations. You managed to defeat my body double. However, my real body is not here."
"What?" I exclaimed.
"Hmph, the great Jack. UN's best agent, yet he failed to defeat me," Black Widow taunted. "Now, try to escape my base alive. Good luck," she laughed.
I gritted my teeth. Black Widow had escaped. And now, I was stuck in her base, and the security had been alerted. This was not good. I took the guns and knives from the fallen guards and prepared myself for a fight.
"This is going to be fun," I grinned.
I stepped out of Black Widow's office and saw more than three dozen henchwomen waiting for me in the hallway.
"Kill him!" One of them yelled.
"Fuck him up!" Another one ordered.
They were clad in their skintight leotards, and they looked ready for a fight.
"Well, hello ladies," I greeted. I held a gun in my right hand and a combat knife in my left. I was ready to wreck shit up. “Wanna have some fun?”
"Die!" A henchwoman screamed.
"I'll take that as a no," I said.
I pulled the trigger and gunned down the closest henchwoman.
"Ahhh!" The henchwoman screamed as she was shot in the head.
Blood splattered, and her body slumped to the ground.
"Fucker!" A henchwoman swore.
"DIE!" A henchwoman screamed.
"Not gonna happen," I retorted.
I shot the second henchwoman in the head, and she slumped to the ground.
"Damn," another henchwoman cursed.
"Fuck this," another henchwoman swore.
The henchwomen were getting ready to rush you.
"Bring it on," I taunted.
One of the henchwomen charged at me. I charged through, shooting and slashing at anyone standing in my way.
"AHHHH!" A henchwoman screamed.
"DAMN YOU!" Another henchwoman cursed.
"I'm not dead yet," I quipped.
I killed several henchwomen and made it to the end of the hallway. The elevator was there, and the door was open.
"Time to get the fuck out of here," I muttered.
"You're not going anywhere!" A henchwoman screamed.
I looked at her and smirked. "Watch me."
I went into the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor.
"Fuck," the henchwoman swore.
I smiled as the elevator door closed. I was now descending towards the ground floor.
I had to hurry. My mission was not over yet.
I had to find Black Widow.
As the elevator descended, I took out the cell phone I had found on the henchwomen.
"Hey, is anyone there?" I spoke.
"This is Maria," a voice came from the phone.
"It's me," I said.
"S-sir," Maria stammered. "Y-you're still alive!"
"Of course. But I'm stuck in the elevator. Where are you now?" I asked.
"Uhh, I'm in the garage," Maria answered.
"Alright, meet me here. And bring your friend, Liz. We'll have to escape this place together," I said.
"Yes, sir," Maria answered.
The elevator reached the ground floor. The doors opened, and I stepped out.
"Shit, it's him!" A henchwoman swore.
"Stop him!" Another henchwoman screamed.
"That's not going to happen," I retorted.
I opened fire and gunned down the nearest henchwomen.
"AHHH!" One henchwoman screamed.
"Shit!" Another henchwoman cursed.
"Damn, he's tough!" Another henchwoman swore.
I continued firing until the magazine of my gun was empty.
"Fuck!" I swore.
"You're fucked now!" A henchwoman taunted.
"I guess I have to use this..." I sighed before I brought my hand to my left eye. With a grunt, I pulled out my eyeball, and the henchwomen gasped in horror.
"The fuck is that?" A henchwoman gasped.
"He's crazy!" Another henchwoman swore.
"Fuck," a third henchwoman cursed.
With a smirk, I threw the eyeball to the floor. It exploded. The henchwomen around me screamed in agony as they were struck with energy beam that I was immune to thanks to my enhancement.
By the time the dust settled, many henchwomen were on the floor, some of them dead. The others were severely injured.
"Fucker!" One henchwoman cursed.
"You're a real psycho," another henchwoman swore.
"Hmph, you have no idea," I said. Now I had to make do with only one eye. It wasn't that big of a deal. It would be difficult to aim thanks to the lack of depth perception, but it wasn't a big issue.
I picked up the guns and knives from the fallen henchwomen.
"Alright, I'm coming to get you," I said.
I started moving.
The henchwomen were trying to stop me, but I quickly gunned them down.
"AHHHH!" One henchwoman screamed.
"Fuck, I'm hit!" Another henchwoman groaned.
"Shit, he's too fast!" Another henchwoman swore.
I shot and slashed my way through the henchwomen.
"Aaahhh!" A henchwoman screamed.
"Gaaahhhh!" Another henchwoman gasped.
Soon, the path was clear. I ran through the hallway, killing any henchwomen in my way. I finally reached my destination: the garage.
"Maria! Liz!" I called out.
"Sir!" Maria and Liz responded.
"Thank god," I sighed.
They saw that one of my eye sockets was empty, and they were horrified.
"Your eye…" Liz uttered, reaching out to my face.
"Don't worry, I can see well enough," I reassured, shaking my head. I grinned as I took out a black eyepatch. "Good thing I had this." I then placed the eyepatch over my missing eye. "Arr! Captain Jack has arrived, lassies!" I joked despite the tense situation.
"U-uhh, y-yes, sir," Maria stuttered.
"L-let's hurry up and get the fuck outta here," Liz muttered.
"Right, follow me," I said.
"We'll get on a vehicle," Maria suggested.
"Excellent," I approved.
We rushed to a black van.
"I'm driving," Maria said.
"Yeah," Liz nodded.
I sat at the back.
"Drive!" I ordered.
"Yes, sir!" Maria and Liz saluted.
Maria started the van and drove it towards the exit.
"Hold on tight!" Maria warned.
"Yes, ma'am," I grinned.
We drove out of the garage, and the henchwomen tried to stop us.
"STOP THEM!" A henchwoman screamed.
"Run them over!" I yelled.
"YES, SIR!" Maria and Liz saluted.
Maria and Liz stepped on the gas pedal.
"FUCK!" A henchwoman cursed.
"AAHHH!" Another henchwoman screamed.
"DIE, BITCH!" Liz shouted.
"Take that, motherfuckers!" Maria growled.
We rammed into the henchwomen, killing several of them.
"AAAHHH!" One henchwoman screamed.
"GAAAAAHHHH!" Another henchwoman squealed.
The van rammed into a henchwoman and crushed her to death.
"YES!" Maria whooped.
"Nicely done," I complimented.
We were now out of the building.
"Now, drive away!" I ordered.
"Yes, sir," Maria and Liz obeyed.
Well, the mission was a failure, though my superiors always told me to stay alive, so at least it wasn't a complete failure. Plus, the intelligence didn't know that Black Widow had a body double, so the mission was technically successful.
As the van drove away, a helicopter appeared above us.
"That's the Black Widow!" Maria gasped in horror, recognizing the helicopter.
"Fuck," I cursed. "I guess desperate times call for desperate measures." Thankfully the van had a sunroof, which I opened and stood through it.
"W-what are you planning, sir?" Liz asked.
"You'll see," I smirked. I pointed my left arm upwards. "Rocket Puuuunch!"
And my arm detached from the elbow downwards and flew towards the Black Widow's helicopter.
"What the fuck!?" Maria exclaimed.
The rocket punched the helicopter, and it exploded.
"Holy shit," Liz cursed.
"W-what are you?" Maria gaped.
"I'm Captain Jack, lassie," I answered. "You henchwomen aren't the only ones with body modifications. In fact, I have enhancements far beyond yours. The only difference is that my enhancements were not performed by FREYA, but by my employer, UN. The United Nations."
"Are you a robot, sir?" Liz asked.
I laughed. "No. I'm not a robot, but I do have cybernetic enhancements, such as my eye, which can detect thermal heat signatures. And my arm, which can be detached and reattached. My heart and part of my brain are also artificial."
"Amazing," Maria remarked.
"Yeah," Liz agreed.
"Well, now that we've escaped, let's get the fuck outta here," I said.
"Agreed," Maria nodded.
"Yes, sir," Liz concurred.
We drove the van away from the FREYA base, and no one tried to stop us.
Finally, we arrived. Lacking an eye and an arm, I immediately reported to my superiors.
"I think I had killed Black Widow, sir," I said. "But it turned out to be a body double. Her real body was not there. But then, I shot down a helicopter that was believed to be hers. If you can check out the wreckage, you can probably confirm her death. That's about it."
"We'll take care of it, Agent Jack," my superior, a middle-aged man named General Smith, said.
"Yes, sir," I nodded.
"By the way, Agent Jack, nice job on taking out the henchwomen," General Smith complimented.
"Thanks, sir," I smiled.
"Still, I can't help but notice that you have taken two of them home. Care to explain?" He raised his brows.
"Oh, they're turncoats. They're no longer loyal to FREYA. So, they'll serve the United Nations," I answered.
"Ah, I see. Well, I guess we'll have to interrogate them first," General Smith said.
Both Maria and Liz seemed afraid of what the United Nations was going to do to them.
"I'll vouch for them, sir," I offered. "They're not hostile anymore. I'll be responsible for them. You still can interview them, though. See if they are good fit for UN. They're quite smart and skilled."
"Okay," General Smith nodded. "For your next mission, you will be sent to China and destroy FREYA's base there. It is located in an underground tunnel, so you will need to find the entrance. After that, you are free to do whatever you want."
"I'll go and kill the leaders of FREYA, sir," I said.
"You can, but you're not required to. Just destroy their base," General Smith replied.
"Yes, sir," I said. "When should I depart?"
"Tomorrow morning. Replace your eye and arm first," he instructed.
"Yes, sir," I nodded.
"Also, Agent Jack, we are considering replacing your right hand with a bionic one. It will allow you to shoot more precisely and increase your combat abilities. What do you say?"
"Sounds great, sir. Thanks."
"I'll talk to the engineers, then. See you tomorrow, Agent Jack."
"See you, sir."
Well, special agent’s works never seemed to end. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I had been given the most difficult task in destroying FREYA and its henchmen. It would take time, but I am not going to fail the mission. My first target is the FREYA's right hand woman, a dangerous woman called the Black Widow, who is also the leader of FREYA's elite assassins, the VALKYRIE.
Black Widow, real name Elina Volkov, was an infamous Russian spy in the old world. She was a deadly spy, who killed dozens of high-ranking military officers of NATO, Russia and other countries. When the virus spread across the globe, she took advantage of the situation and established VALKYRIE.
As the leader of the VALKYRIE, Black Widow was a formidable enemy. She had a pair of powerful guns and a sharp set of blades. Her physical capabilities were beyond human, and her skills were unmatched by the other members of FREYA.
She was an enemy to be reckoned with.
My first step was to infiltrate the facility and locate Black Widow. But even if I did, there were other dangers inside the facility, like the other henchwomen of FREYA, which consisted of a bunch of beautiful and deadly women with enhanced physical abilities.
I have been tasked with destroying FREYA, and that includes killing all of the henchwomen.
There were a few dozen women, and I had a lot of work to do. I had been tasked with the elimination of all the henchwomen and Black Widow, but my first priority is to survive and complete the mission. I could deal with the women later.
The facility was heavily guarded by the henchwomen. They were clad in skintight, high-cut leotards, giving a sexy and dangerous look at the same time.
I had no idea what the outfits were made of, but they looked so tight that the fabric looked like a second skin. The outfit was not designed for protection, but rather for easy maneuverability and flexibility. It left little to the imagination, leaving a lot of skin exposed, but at the same time, the outfit offered little protection against bullets and knives.
One thing was for sure, the outfit was very flattering on the female body, making the curves more pronounced and accentuating the breasts, hips and ass. It made the women look more attractive than they already were, and it gave them a more seductive and alluring appearance.
As I surveyed the scene, I couldn't help but admire the beauty and sexiness of the women. Even though they were deadly killers, their beauty was undeniable.
The facility was well lit, with bright lights illuminating the area. There were guards stationed everywhere, keeping an eye out for intruders and intrusion. I could see that the henchwomen were alert and ready for any kind of trouble.
It would be tough to infiltrate the facility. I had no idea how many henchwomen were there, but I knew that they would be tough opponents to deal with.
I needed to make sure that I had a plan, and that I would be able to take down Black Widow and the VALKYRIE before it was too late.
I started by looking for an entry point. I scanned the building, and after a few minutes, I found a weak spot in the security. It was a ventilation shaft that led to the roof of the facility.
I climbed the shaft and slowly made my way through the vent. The air was thick and warm, and the heat was starting to get to me. The air was so thick that it felt like it was suffocating me.
I finally reached the end of the shaft, and after a few moments, I found the exit. I opened the cover and peeked outside.
The air was cold and fresh. It was night-time, and the sky was full of stars. The air was clean and free of smog and smoke. The city was quiet and peaceful.
I had to take a moment to catch my breath. It was nice to breathe some fresh air. I hadn't had a chance to breathe fresh air since I had entered the facility.
I was wearing a black combat suit, and it was a bit too hot for the weather. The heat was getting to me. I decided to remove my helmet and wipe the sweat off my forehead.
The facility was surrounded by a forest. There were a few trees, but it was mostly an open area. The trees were not tall, and they didn't offer much cover.
I surveyed the area, and after a few minutes, I found the perfect location for an ambush.
The area was a bit dark, and there was a patch of shrubs and trees. There was enough cover for me to hide and wait for my target.
I moved into the position and prepared my weapon.
I could see the guards patrolling the perimeter of the building. There were several guards, and they were armed with rifles.
I waited patiently. I didn't want to attract any attention to myself.
I heard a sound. It was a rustling noise. I turned my head and saw a figure approaching. It was a woman.
She was dressed in a black and white leotard. She had a long black ponytail. She was tall and curvaceous. She had a nice pair of tits and an ass. She was an attractive woman.
She had a gun in her hand. She was an assassin.
I knew that I had to take her down.
I raised my gun and pointed it at her.
"Freeze," I said.
She stopped. She looked at me.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"I am a UN agent. I am here to take down FREYA," I said.
She was silent.
"I don't want to kill you. Put your gun down and surrender," I said.
She didn't say anything. She looked at me.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Katarina," she said.
"Are you alone?" I asked.
"I'm not alone," she said.
"Where are your friends?" I asked.
"They are inside the building," she said.
"Are they armed?" I asked.
"They are armed," she said.
"You don't want to fight me," I said.
"Why not?" she asked.
"Because I'll kill you," I said.
"You don't have a chance," she said.
"Don't try me," I said.
We were staring at each other. I could feel the tension. I was ready to fire.
"Last chance," I said.
She didn't say anything.
I pulled the trigger and fired a bullet at her.
It hit her in the chest. She fell to the ground.
I rushed to her.
She was still alive. She was struggling to breathe.
I could see the fear in her eyes. She knew she was going to die.
I held her in my arms. I put my hand on her chest. I could feel her heart beating.
I put my hand on her throat. I squeezed.
I could feel the life draining out of her.
"Die," I said.
I squeezed harder. I could hear her gurgle.
"Die," I said.
She was choking. She was dying.
I could feel her heart stop beating.
She was dead.
I stood up and walked away.
I had a feeling that the rest of the henchwomen were not going to be this easy.
I was wrong.
As soon as I entered the building, I was ambushed by a group of henchwomen. They were fast, and their strength was inhuman.
"Fuck!" I swore as a punch landed on my stomach. I stumbled backwards and fell on my ass.
"He's alone," one of the henchwomen said.
"Take him down," another said.
I got back up and lunged at the nearest woman. She was big and strong. She easily blocked my attack.
"I'm not gonna go down without a fight," I said.
"I hope not," she said.
She punched me in the face.
I stumbled backwards.
"Fucker!" I yelled.
I swung at her, but she dodged the punch.
"You're going down, asshole," she said.
"Not today," I said.
I charged at her and tackled her. We fell to the ground. I grabbed her and put her in a chokehold.
"Not today," I said.
Her eyes went wide.
"You're not going anywhere," I said.
"No!" she shouted.
She struggled, but it was no use.
"I'm going to snap your neck," I said.
"Stop!" she yelled.
I twisted her head and snapped her neck. She let out a gurgling noise and went limp. She was a beautiful woman, but I didn't have time to admire her.
I was going to take down FREYA and its henchwomen one by one. I drew out my combat knife, ready to cut down all of these henchwomen.
I charged at the closest henchwoman and slashed at her throat. The knife cut through her flesh like butter. Blood spurted out of the wound.
She was shocked and horrified. She fell to her knees. Her hands went to her throat, trying to stop the bleeding.
"Please…" she gurgled. Delivering a coup-de-grace, I stabbed her in the chest and yanked the blade out. She fell to the floor and lay still.
A few other henchwomen rushed towards me, but I was ready for them. I blocked a punch with my arm and delivered a swift kick to the side of the knee, knocking her off balance.
She stumbled backwards and I used the opportunity to grab her and throw her to the floor. She landed with a thud.
I straddled her and pinned her to the ground. She struggled, but she was no match for my strength.
"Get the fuck off me!" she screamed.
I smirked as I stabbed her in the middle of her eyes. Her struggles ceased as the blood oozed from her eyes.
"Three down," I said.
The rest of the henchwomen looked horrified and terrified.
"You're next," I said.
They stared at me, but they didn't move.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" I asked.
"Fuck you," one of the women spat.
"I'm not the one who's about to die," I said.
"Kill him," the woman ordered.
"Are you stupid? He'll kill us all," another woman said.
"Do you want to die?" the woman asked.
"Fuck no," the woman replied.
"Then kill him," the woman said.
"Fuck it," the woman said.
The woman charged at me. I stepped to the side and punched her in the face. She fell to the ground.
"You're dead," I said.
"You bitch," she groaned.
I punched her again and again. Her face was a bloody mess.
"Stop," she gurgled.
"Fuck no," I said. I slashed her throat with my knife. Blood spurted out of the wound.
"That's four," I said.
There were still six women left.
I could take them.
"You're dead," I said, sneering. I could easily kill them all, but using my knife would be more fun and challenging.
I lunged at the nearest woman and slashed her throat. Blood spurted out of the wound.
"What the fuck," she gurgled. She fell to her knees and collapsed.
"That's five," I said.
"You son of a bitch," another woman cursed.
She lunged at me. I blocked the attack and kicked her in the stomach. I then stabbed her in her head. Blood splattered on my face.
"Six," I said.
Three women were left.
"You're dead," the biggest and strongest woman growled.
She charged at me.
I side-stepped the attack and punched her in the face.
She staggered backwards.
"You're mine," I said.
I grabbed her and slammed her against the wall.
"Fuck," she groaned.
I kneed her in the stomach. I grinned, planning to go all out on this henchwoman. I would destroy her and make an example out of her in front of the remaining henchwomen. They would soon fear my skill and power, and they would think twice before wasting their lives to kill me.
I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. I punched her in the face. I punched her again. And again. And again.
"S-stop," she pleaded. Her face was a bloody mess. Her nose was broken and some of her teeth were knocked out. She was once a beautiful woman, but now she looked ugly and pathetic.
"Why should I stop?" I asked.
"Please," she whimpered.
I smirked as I slashed at her throat with my knife.
"Seven," I said.
The remaining women were terrified.
Tossing aside the henchwoman's body, I turned around to the remaining henchwomen, smirking. I was covered in blood. I sure looked terrifying to them.
"Do you girls want to die too?" I asked.
One of the women shook her head.
"Good, though I can't simply leave you be..." I said, feeling somewhat mournful. These henchwomen were hot and sexy babes, and it was a shame that they had to die. If only they hadn't picked the wrong side, they could have been my bedmates.
I looked at the remaining henchwomen.
"Hmm… what to do with you girls…" I muttered, licking my lips.
"Y-you could try sparing us?" One of them, an ebony beauty with voluptuous figure which was barely covered in her high-cut leotard, suggested.
"Maybe," I said.
"Y-yeah!" The other one, a blonde beauty with fair skin, whose skimpy leotard covered very little of her curvaceous figure, agreed. "W-we'll be good girls!"
"Will you now?" I asked. "I mean... I killed your friends there." I pointed at the corpses of their fellow henchwomen.
"T-they were just henchwomen," the black-skinned henchwoman said.
"Yeah! T-they were expendable," the white-skinned henchwoman added.
"Expendable huh? Is that how you view your allies and comrades?" I asked, arching my brows.
"T-they were weak!" The black-skinned henchwoman argued.
"T-they were just cannon fodder!" The white-skinned henchwoman supported her friend's arguments.
"And are you strong?" I asked.
"T-that's right!" The black-skinned henchwoman exclaimed.
"T-that's why we're not dead yet!"
"Or maybe it's because I haven't fought you two yet," I suggested.
"Y-you're wrong," the black-skinned henchwoman stammered.
"We're strong," the white-skinned henchwoman said.
"So strong," the black-skinned henchwoman affirmed.
I laughed. Well, at least they were entertaining.
"Very well. I won't kill you girls. But I still gotta kill your leader first, Black Widow." I said. That was why I was here, soaking in blood in the first place.
"S-she's too strong," the white-skinned henchwoman stammered.
"S-she's a monster," the black-skinned henchwoman quavered.
"Well, I'm a monster too," I said, licking my lips.
The girls trembled in fear.
"W-what are you going to do to us?" the white-skinned henchwoman asked.
I thought about it for a moment.
"Do you have a holding cell in there?" I asked.
"Yes," the black-skinned henchwoman replied.
"Then, pretend that you have captured me. I killed your teammates, after all. You should report the news to Black Widow. Then, once I'm in her presence, I will take her down," I said.
"T-that's a great idea!" The white-skinned henchwoman exclaimed.
"T-that's perfect!" The black-skinned henchwoman agreed.
"Just don't forget to keep yourselves safe. I would hate to see such pretty girls getting hurt," I said.
The girls nodded.
"Good," I said.
I dropped my gun and put my hands behind my back.
"You'll have to handcuff me," I said.
"O-okay," the white-skinned henchwoman said. She tried to hide the fact that she was scared, but it was obvious.
"It's okay," the black-skinned henchwoman reassured. She was less scared than her friend.
"I'll try not to hurt you," I said.
The white-skinned henchwoman produced a set of handcuffs and placed them around my wrists.
"Tight enough?" She asked.
"It's fine," I replied.
"You're a strong man," the black-skinned henchwoman remarked.
"That's right," I said.
"You don't seem like a bad guy," the white-skinned henchwoman noted.
"That's because I'm not," I said.
"I guess so," the white-skinned henchwoman shrugged.
After I was properly handcuffed, I gave them my next instruction. "Next, bring me inside. Make sure to pretend that you have captured me after I killed your teammates. Make a show to other henchwomen too. Bring me into the holding cell as quickly as possible. After that, let the others deal with me," I said.
"W-what do you mean?" The white-skinned henchwoman stammered.
"I-it means..." The black-skinned henchwoman started. "W-we'll have to t-torture you."
"Y-yes," the white-skinned henchwoman concurred.
"Well, go ahead then. I've already killed your friends. Just make it believable," I said.
"O-okay," the black-skinned henchwoman nodded.
"Y-yes," the white-skinned henchwoman agreed.
"Well? Let's get this show on the road," I said.
The girls nodded. They grabbed my arms and escorted me into the building.
"What the fuck happened here?" One of the guards asked. It seemed that they still had male employees, though they were small fries compared to the henchwomen.
"This UN asshole killed our friends!" The black-skinned henchwoman yelled.
"Is he alone?" Another guard asked.
"Yes," I answered.
"Fucker!" The guard swore.
"Kill him!" A guard yelled.
"No!" The white-skinned henchwoman argued.
"Don't kill him! Black Widow wants him alive!" The black-skinned henchwoman screamed.
"W-why?" A guard asked.
"He's a UN agent!" The white-skinned henchwoman yelled.
"T-the fuck? Why didn't he kill all of us?" The guard asked.
"I dunno," the black-skinned henchwoman answered.
"B-Black Widow wanted him alive," the white-skinned henchwoman added.
"Shit. She's gonna be pissed," the guard cursed.
"W-what are we gonna do with him?" The other guard asked.
"C-can we kill him?" The first guard asked.
"Fuck no," the black-skinned henchwoman snarled.
"B-Black Widow wanted him alive," the white-skinned henchwoman said.
"Fuck," the guard swore.
"Let's put him in the holding cell," the black-skinned henchwoman said.
"Y-yeah," the white-skinned henchwoman agreed.
"Alright, we'll bring him in," the guard said.
"T-thanks," the black-skinned henchwoman said.
"H-hello, mister UN," the guard greeted.
"Hello, you pathetic piece of shit…" I sneered.
"What the fuck did you say?" The guard roared.
"I called you a pathetic piece of shit," I clarified.
"You son of a bitch," the guard snarled.
"You can do better than that," I said.
The guard pulled out his baton and smacked me across the face.
"Fuck!" I swore. It hurt like hell, but I had taken worst hits than that.
"Not so tough now, are you?" The guard taunted.
"T-that was uncalled for," the white-skinned henchwoman protested. "Just put him in the holding cell."
"Fine," the guard grumbled.
"You're a lucky son of a bitch," the guard said.
"You'll see how lucky I am," I sneered.
"T-take him," the black-skinned henchwoman ordered.
"Yeah, yeah," the guard grumbled.
He grabbed my arm and escorted me into the building.
"Here's your new home," the guard said. It was a holding cell, but it was rather big. Also, it kept its occupants from being seen from outside.
"Damn. Five-star accommodation," I quipped. "Hope you got a toilet and a bed," I added.
"Shut the fuck up," the guard snapped. He shoved me into the cell and slammed the door shut. "Make yourself at home," the guard said through the small window on the door.
"Thanks. It looks very comfortable," I said. It was indeed very comfortable, with a toilet and a bed.
"Yeah, yeah," the guard said dismissively.
"So, what's gonna happen to me?" I asked.
"I dunno. That's for Black Widow to decide," the guard said. "Now, stay put and don't do anything funny. We'll let you know what's going on," the guard added.
"You won't regret it," I said.
The guard harrumphed before he walked away.
The holding cell was indeed a five-star accommodation, at least as far as a holding cell could go. It was clean and well-maintained. It was also equipped with a toilet and a bed.
But most importantly, it was isolated from the outside world. It was a soundproof room, and the walls were thick. There were no windows, and the only source of light was a single bulb.
"This is perfect," I said.
I sat down on the bed and waited for something to happen.
A few minutes later, the door opened and two henchwomen stepped in. They were those who I spared earlier, and they were armed with guns and knives.
"W-we're here to interrogate you," the black-skinned henchwoman said.
"Interrogate me?" I arched my brows. "You gonna put screws up my toes? Wrap my balls around the telephone receiver? Shine the lights on my eyeballs and stick electrodes on my nuts?"
"W-we're not gonna torture you," the white-skinned henchwoman reassured. "I mean, you're gonna kill our boss soon, so we might as well learn things so we can survive. I-if we don't get useful information, the guards are going to torture you."
"Smart girl. Well, I can't just give out vital intel so easily," I said.
"We understand," the black-skinned henchwoman sighed.
"Well, instead of about me, why don't you two tell me about yourselves?" I suggested. "This cell is soundproof. No one can hear us talking, and we can speak freely. I won't judge," I added.
"T-talking about ourselves?" the white-skinned henchwoman stuttered.
"Yeah, how about it?" I asked.
"Ummm…" The black-skinned henchwoman muttered. "Well, there's nothing much to say. I joined FREYA because it was the only way to survive the pandemic."
"Me too," the white-skinned henchwoman added.
"Yeah," the black-skinned henchwoman sighed. "We were both infected, and FREYA gave us the cure."
"I see..." Well, those other henchwomen I slew were probably the same, but there was nothing that could be done about it. They had chosen the wrong side, and they had to pay the price for it. "Tell me your names. We might as well talk like normal people," I said.
"R-right," the black-skinned henchwoman said. "My name is Maria."
"Liz," the white-skinned henchwoman introduced herself.
"Maria and Liz, eh?" I nodded. "I'm Jack. Nice to meet you."
"Likewise," Maria smiled.
"So, uh, what should we talk about?" Liz asked.
"Hmm, how about your life before the pandemic?" I suggested.
"O-okay," Liz said.
"Well, I was a university student," Maria started. "I was studying medicine. Then, the pandemic hit. The entire university was quarantined. We couldn't go out, and we couldn't contact anyone outside."
"We were stuck in the university," Liz added.
"It was scary," Maria continued.
"Then, the university was attacked by a group of thugs. They killed the professors and the deans. They also killed most of the students."
"Fuck," I swore.
"There were only a few survivors," Maria said.
"They forced us to work for them," Liz added.
"Yeah, we were their slaves. They used us for menial tasks, like cleaning and cooking."
"It was awful," Liz said.
"It was terrible," Maria agreed.
"It must have been rough," I sympathized. "So, how come you girls became FREYA's henchwomen?"
"We were saved by a woman named Elina Volkov," Maria said.
"Elina Volkov?" I echoed. That was Black Widow's real name.
"Yes. She killed the thugs, and she took over the university. She saved us."
"She gave us the cure, and she gave us a choice: to join FREYA, or to die," Liz said.
"I-I was a nurse," Liz continued. "I was going to become a doctor."
"And I was a pre-med student," Maria added. "I wanted to become a surgeon."
"So, you two are skilled in medicine," I noted.
"We were," Liz said.
"Yeah," Maria agreed.
"But that was in the past," Liz sighed.
"What happened to the other students?" I asked.
"A-at first, a few of them were recruited by Elina to join FREYA," Liz said.
"But they were quickly eliminated by her," Maria continued.
"Eliminated? As in... killed?" I asked.
"Yes," Liz nodded.
"Elina was a harsh woman," Maria explained.
"She's the Black Widow, after all," I said.
"True," Maria sighed.
"After the other students were eliminated, the remaining students had no choice but to join FREYA," Liz added.
"We were the only survivors," Maria said.
"That was tough," I muttered.
"It was," Liz said.
"I can't imagine how you two must have felt," I said.
"It was the hardest time of my life," Liz said. Her hands trembled.
"I-I was so scared," Maria quavered.
"I-it's okay," Liz stuttered, comforting Maria. "T-the past is in the past."
"B-but it still haunts me," Maria cried.
"S-shhh," Liz whispered. "It's okay."
"I-I'm sorry," Maria apologized.
"I-it's okay," Liz reassured.
"I'm sorry for being weak," Maria said.
"You're not weak," Liz comforted. "You're a survivor."
"B-but I'm a coward," Maria stuttered.
"You're not a coward," Liz denied. "You're brave."
"I-I'm sorry," Maria said.
"Don't be," Liz said.
"Okay," Maria sniffed.
"Feeling better?" Liz asked.
I grinned at them. "So, you two are friends, eh? Thought you henchwomen think of each other as expendable," I chuckled.
"W-well, we were not really friends before, but we are now," Maria said.
"That's good to hear," I said.
"Thank you, Liz," Maria smiled.
"Don't mention it," Liz replied.
I looked at both Maria and Liz. They were beautiful women with curvaceous, hot smoking bodies. They were both clad in skintight leotards, giving a sexy, dangerous look. Their outfits left little to the imagination, revealing their curves, cleavages and asses. An idea came to my mind.
"So… you two are alive because of me, correct?" I asked.
"Yes," Maria answered.
"And you two owe me, correct?" I asked.
"I guess so," Liz muttered.
"Then, how about you two repay me with your bodies?" I suggested, licking my lips.
"Y-you want us to have sex with you?" Maria stuttered.
I chuckled. "Why not? You're not dead, and you're very much alive. You're beautiful, and you're very much my type."
"I-I..." Maria hesitated.
"Come on," I coaxed. "You girls are beautiful, and I'm very horny. I mean, if I hadn't spared you, you two would have been dead, like the rest of the girls out there. Consider this as a reward."
"Y-you're right," Maria agreed.
"S-sure," Liz said.
"Good girls," I smirked. "Now, let's have some fun," I added.
"O-okay," Maria muttered.
"W-what should we do?" Liz asked.
"Oh, you don't have to do anything. Just lay back and enjoy," I said.
"Y-yes," Liz muttered.
I walked towards them and placed my hands on their breasts. They were soft and plump. The material of their leotards was smooth and silky. It was tight, and it showed off their curves and contours. I squeezed their breasts.
"Mmm…" Maria moaned.
"Aah…" Liz sighed.
Their nipples were hard, and I could easily tell that they were getting turned on.
"Your tits feel great," I complimented.
"T-thanks," Maria stuttered.
"D-do you like them?" Liz asked.
"Of course," I answered. I squeezed their breasts, hoping to hear their squeals.
"Oooohhh!" Maria moaned.
"Aaahh!" Liz gasped.
"Nice," I said.
"W-what now?" Maria asked.
"Oh, we're just getting started," I answered. I then pulled them closer to me and started making out with them, kissing their lips and sucking on their tongues.
"Mmmm!" Maria moaned.
"Mmmm!" Liz moaned.
Our mouths were wet and our saliva was exchanged. Our tongues danced with each other. Our teeth clashed and our lips rubbed against each other. Our faces were close to each other. I could smell their perfumes.
"Oh god!" Maria moaned.
"Ohhh!" Liz gasped.
We kissed passionately. My hands were all over their bodies. I squeezed their tits and asses. They were both moaning and gasping. Their bodies were warm and soft.
"Ohh!" Maria groaned.
"Aah!" Liz squealed.
My cock was straining under my pants. I needed to take them off.
"Ohh," I grunted.
"Mmmm," Liz moaned.
I released their mouths and unzipped my pants. I took them off and dropped them on the floor.
"You two are going to love this," I said, springing my cock free.
"Ooohhh," Maria and Liz moaned, staring at my cock hungrily.
My cock was fully erect. It was throbbing and twitching. My balls were aching. I needed release.
"Suck on my cock," I ordered.
"Yes, sir," Liz said.
"Of course, sir," Maria said.
They knelt down in front of me and wrapped their mouths around my shaft. They were very good at giving head. Their tongues were wet and warm. They were slurping and sucking.
"Mmm," I groaned.
"Ohhh," Liz moaned.
"Ahhh…" Maria sighed.
Were henchwomen taught to do this kind of thing? Well, they were also used for seduction, so perhaps this was one of the lessons they were taught.
"Mmm," Liz moaned.
"Ahh," Maria sighed.
They sucked and slurped and licked. I was getting close to my climax.
"Mmm," Liz moaned.
"Aah," Maria sighed.
"Fuck, yes," I groaned.
I was going to cum.
"I'm gonna cum," I announced. "Take it all, girls! Take it!"
"Mmm," Maria moaned.
"Ahh," Liz gasped.
My cock exploded, spraying my thick cum all over their faces. Their mouths and noses were covered in my semen.
"Mmmm," Maria moaned.
"Aah," Liz gasped.
"Good girls." I complimented. They looked so hot, covered in my cum. "Clean each other up first. Lick and swallow my cum. Then, I'll fuck you nice and well," I said.
"Yes, sir," Maria and Liz obeyed.
The two henchwomen licked and sucked each other, cleaning themselves from my cum. They kissed and shared the taste of my semen, their tongues dancing with each other.
"Mmm," Liz moaned.
"Aah," Maria sighed.
It was a beautiful sight.
"Good girls," I praised. "Now, who's going to be the first to ride my cock?" I asked.
"Ooohhh!" Maria squealed.
"Aah," Liz gasped.
They were so excited.
"Maria," I said. "Ride me. I want you to be the first one to have my cock inside you."
"O-okay," Maria stuttered.
"I wanna see you ride me," I said.
"Y-yes, sir," Maria said.
She got on top of me and lowered herself onto my cock. The ebony beauty pulled aside her leotard to reveal her cunt. It was dripping wet. She then grabbed my cock and guided it into her pussy.
"Ooohhh!" She squealed.
"Mmmm," I grunted.
Her cunt was tight and wet. It was warm and slick. It was amazing.
"Fuck, you're so tight," I said.
"Ooohhh," Maria groaned. She arched her back and started to ride me.
"Oh god!" She moaned.
"Mmm," I grunted.
Her cunt was so good.
"Ohhh," she moaned.
"Fuck," I groaned.
She bounced on my cock, up and down. Her cunt was amazing.
"Mmmm," she squealed.
"Oh fuck!" I grunted.
I grabbed her tits and squeezed them.
"Ohhh," she moaned. "Aaaaahhh…"
Her cunt was so good. I was getting close.
"I'm gonna cum," I groaned.
"Aaaahhh!" she moaned.
"Ooohhh," I grunted.
"Yeeessss!" She squealed.
My cock exploded, shooting my thick cum inside her, filling her fertile womb. Her body trembled, and her cunt contracted around my shaft. Her expression was that of pleasure, with eyes rolled back and mouth agape.
"Mmmm," she groaned.
Her body twitched, and her breathing became ragged.
"Fuuuck…" I groaned.
It was the best orgasm I ever had.
"Mmmm," she moaned.
I pulled out my cock, and a stream of cum flowed out of her pussy. She slumped on the floor, spent and satisfied.
"How was it?" I asked.
"Amazing," Maria breathed.
"Your turn, Liz," I said.
"T-thank you, sir," she said.
She was so submissive and obedient. She was a very good girl.
"Now, Liz," I said. "I want to take you from behind. Bend over."
"Yes, sir," Liz said.
She bent over, her ass facing me.
"Spread your legs," I ordered.
"Yes, sir," she obeyed.
I knelt down and lined up my cock with her pussy after I pulled aside her leotard.
"I'm gonna fuck you now," I said.
"T-thank you, sir," she said.
I rammed my cock inside her, and she screamed, her body trembling.
"Fuck!" She swore.
"Oohh!" I groaned.
She was so tight.
"Mmm," I grunted.
I slammed my cock in and out of her cunt, and her body shuddered.
"Aaaahhh!" She moaned.
I grabbed her hips and rammed my cock inside her, pounding her.
"Ooohhh!" She whimpered.
Her body trembled, and her cunt contracted around my shaft.
"F-fuck," she groaned.
I slapped her ass, and she yelped.
"Ah!" She gasped.
I grabbed her tits and squeezed them.
"Mmmm…" she moaned.
I pounded her cunt, and her body quivered.
"Aaahhh!" She gasped.
"Fuck," I groaned.
"Ooohhh," she whimpered.
I rammed my cock inside her, and she screamed, her body trembling. Soon, I came inside her, filling her fertile womb with my thick cum.
"Oooohhhh…" she moaned.
My cock was still hard.
"I want to fuck your ass," I said.
"Y-yes, sir," she whimpered.
I pulled out my cock and rammed it into her ass. She screamed, her body shuddering.
"Ooohhh!" she squealed. "Mmm!”
I fucked her ass, and she cried out.
"Ah!" She gasped.
Her body trembled, and her asshole tightened around my shaft.
"Mmmm," I grunted.
"Fuck," I swore.
I pumped my cock inside her, and her asshole twitched.
"Aaaahhh!" She gasped.
"Mmmm," I grunted. "Take it, bitch," I growled.
I rammed my cock inside her, and she screamed, her body quivering. I came again, shooting my load into her asshole.
"Mmmm… ooohh…" she groaned.
Feeling spent, I sat on the bed. Both Maria and Liz slumped on the floor, with semen oozing out of their cunts, and asshole, in Liz's case.
"How was it, girls?" I asked.
"Amazing," Maria sighed.
"Very good, sir," Liz smiled.
"Excellent," I smirked. "Rest up. I'm planning to continue my mission soon. Make sure to hide while I kill the rest of your friends," I said.
"O-okay," Maria stammered.
"As long as you keep us alive," Liz said.
"I won't hurt you. I mean, I saved you girls from death. Sure, it was on a whim, but still," I said.
"I see," Liz nodded.
"W-we're grateful," Maria said.
"Sure," I chuckled.
After a while, they recovered enough to stand up. They were going to take their leave soon.
"So, uh, you'll be going now," I said.
"Yeah," Maria replied.
"Don't worry," I said. "I'll keep you girls alive."
"T-thank you, sir," Maria stuttered.
"Thank you," Liz nodded.
They bowed before leaving.
Now, it was time for me to finish my mission.
I put on my pants and zipped up. I would need to wait until it was time for Black Widow to see me.
Until then, I spent my time in the holding cell mediating. It was good for mind and soul.
Soon, the guards came for me.
"It's time," the guard said.
"Time for what?" I asked.
"Time for you to face the music. Black Widow wants to see you," the guard answered.
"Alright," I said.
"Just make sure to not do anything funny," the guard warned.
"I'll be good," I said.
"Sure, like we'll believe you," the guard harrumphed.
He handcuffed me and escorted me outside.
"This way," the guard said.
I was brought to an elevator.
"We're going to the top floor," the guard explained.
"I see," I nodded.
"Don't do anything stupid," the guard warned.
"I won't," I reassured.
We entered the elevator.
"What is Black Widow like?" I asked.
"She's a ruthless woman," the guard answered.
"Tell me about her," I said.
"Well, she's very powerful. She controls the world's economy," the guard said.
"Interesting," I said.
"And she has her henchwomen," the guard added.
Soon, we arrived at Black Widow's office. There, the leader of VALKYRIE was waiting.
"So, this is the UN agent who killed my henchwomen," Black Widow mused. She was a beautiful woman of Russian descent, with platinum blonde hair, fair skin, and icy blue eyes. She was wearing a black and red leotard that hugged her voluptuous figure. Her outfit was similar to the ones her henchwomen wore, with the difference being the color and the spider-like motif. Being high-cut, her leotard exposed her curvaceous hips, thighs, and cleavage. She was a dangerous woman, and she looked the part.
"I killed them," I confirmed.
"You killed them, eh? Not bad," she said.
"You sound impressed," I remarked.
"Oh, I am. You're a strong man, and a worthy opponent," she said.
"So, what happens now?" I asked.
"Well, I'm offering you a job," she answered.
"A job?" I arched my brows.
"Yes. You can work for me," she offered. "A man of your caliber is more than welcome to join my organization."
"You mean FREYA?" I asked.
"Of course," she confirmed. "And your genetic materials are surely welcomed too," she added.
"Genetic materials? What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, if you accept my offer, I'm going to make you my lover and mate. It is only fitting," she explained.
"You mean... you want me to be your partner and husband?" I asked.
"Yes," she answered. "And the father of my children, of course," she added. "Of course, you can take as many lovers as you wish. Pump your seed into my henchwomen and produce strong children. They will be great assets of FREYA," she continued.
"I see," I said.
"Well, do you accept my offer?" She asked, grinning. "You can't get anything better than this," she boasted.
I thought about it for a bit. The prospect of working for a powerful woman and being her partner and husband was indeed enticing. And I would have lots of women to impregnate and create strong offspring. I would live a life of luxury and have the world's most beautiful women at my beck and call. It was a dream come true.
But that would mean betraying UN. It was something I could not do.
"Sorry, but I must refuse," I said.
"Hmph, pity," she snorted.
"What now?" I asked.
"I guess I have no choice but to kill you," she shrugged. She took out a gun and pointed at my forehead. "Goodbye, Mr. UN Agent. You were a worthy adversary."
She pulled the trigger, and the gun fired.
The bullet pierced through my head, killing me instantly. My corpse fell to the ground, and blood oozed out of my head. Or at least that was what should've happened, if I didn't activate my Amadeus Clock implanted in one of my molar teeth. Amadeus Clock was a fantastic gadget developed my Doctor Amadeus that could turn back time slightly, giving the user a chance to fix his/her mistake or escape an impossible situation.
Using Amadeus Clock, I rewound time by three seconds. Enough to avoid the bullet from piercing through my head. Black Widow gaped at the sight of me somewhat dodging bullet.
"How the fuck?" She uttered.
Before she could react, I charged at her. She was a powerful and deadly woman, but she was not fast enough to dodge my attack. I punched her in the face, and she staggered backwards. I then took the gun from her hand, and with great precision and efficiency, I gunned down the guards and her secretary.
"H-how? How did you avoid my bullet?" She asked.
"Simple. It was just luck," I answered.
"Fuck!" She swore.
I fired the gun, and a bullet pierced through her head. Black Widow was dead.
But something seemed odd. As soon as Black Widow died, her appearance changed. She became a different woman. Still beautiful, and different. And was dead from a gunshot to the head.
"Body double?" I guessed.
"You're not the only one with a trick up their sleeve," Black Widow's voice came from the loudspeakers. "So, that was Amadeus Clock, correct? Figured that the old geezer had whipped out something so useful. Too bad he's dead now. Anyway, congratulations. You managed to defeat my body double. However, my real body is not here."
"What?" I exclaimed.
"Hmph, the great Jack. UN's best agent, yet he failed to defeat me," Black Widow taunted. "Now, try to escape my base alive. Good luck," she laughed.
I gritted my teeth. Black Widow had escaped. And now, I was stuck in her base, and the security had been alerted. This was not good. I took the guns and knives from the fallen guards and prepared myself for a fight.
"This is going to be fun," I grinned.
I stepped out of Black Widow's office and saw more than three dozen henchwomen waiting for me in the hallway.
"Kill him!" One of them yelled.
"Fuck him up!" Another one ordered.
They were clad in their skintight leotards, and they looked ready for a fight.
"Well, hello ladies," I greeted. I held a gun in my right hand and a combat knife in my left. I was ready to wreck shit up. “Wanna have some fun?”
"Die!" A henchwoman screamed.
"I'll take that as a no," I said.
I pulled the trigger and gunned down the closest henchwoman.
"Ahhh!" The henchwoman screamed as she was shot in the head.
Blood splattered, and her body slumped to the ground.
"Fucker!" A henchwoman swore.
"DIE!" A henchwoman screamed.
"Not gonna happen," I retorted.
I shot the second henchwoman in the head, and she slumped to the ground.
"Damn," another henchwoman cursed.
"Fuck this," another henchwoman swore.
The henchwomen were getting ready to rush you.
"Bring it on," I taunted.
One of the henchwomen charged at me. I charged through, shooting and slashing at anyone standing in my way.
"AHHHH!" A henchwoman screamed.
"DAMN YOU!" Another henchwoman cursed.
"I'm not dead yet," I quipped.
I killed several henchwomen and made it to the end of the hallway. The elevator was there, and the door was open.
"Time to get the fuck out of here," I muttered.
"You're not going anywhere!" A henchwoman screamed.
I looked at her and smirked. "Watch me."
I went into the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor.
"Fuck," the henchwoman swore.
I smiled as the elevator door closed. I was now descending towards the ground floor.
I had to hurry. My mission was not over yet.
I had to find Black Widow.
As the elevator descended, I took out the cell phone I had found on the henchwomen.
"Hey, is anyone there?" I spoke.
"This is Maria," a voice came from the phone.
"It's me," I said.
"S-sir," Maria stammered. "Y-you're still alive!"
"Of course. But I'm stuck in the elevator. Where are you now?" I asked.
"Uhh, I'm in the garage," Maria answered.
"Alright, meet me here. And bring your friend, Liz. We'll have to escape this place together," I said.
"Yes, sir," Maria answered.
The elevator reached the ground floor. The doors opened, and I stepped out.
"Shit, it's him!" A henchwoman swore.
"Stop him!" Another henchwoman screamed.
"That's not going to happen," I retorted.
I opened fire and gunned down the nearest henchwomen.
"AHHH!" One henchwoman screamed.
"Shit!" Another henchwoman cursed.
"Damn, he's tough!" Another henchwoman swore.
I continued firing until the magazine of my gun was empty.
"Fuck!" I swore.
"You're fucked now!" A henchwoman taunted.
"I guess I have to use this..." I sighed before I brought my hand to my left eye. With a grunt, I pulled out my eyeball, and the henchwomen gasped in horror.
"The fuck is that?" A henchwoman gasped.
"He's crazy!" Another henchwoman swore.
"Fuck," a third henchwoman cursed.
With a smirk, I threw the eyeball to the floor. It exploded. The henchwomen around me screamed in agony as they were struck with energy beam that I was immune to thanks to my enhancement.
By the time the dust settled, many henchwomen were on the floor, some of them dead. The others were severely injured.
"Fucker!" One henchwoman cursed.
"You're a real psycho," another henchwoman swore.
"Hmph, you have no idea," I said. Now I had to make do with only one eye. It wasn't that big of a deal. It would be difficult to aim thanks to the lack of depth perception, but it wasn't a big issue.
I picked up the guns and knives from the fallen henchwomen.
"Alright, I'm coming to get you," I said.
I started moving.
The henchwomen were trying to stop me, but I quickly gunned them down.
"AHHHH!" One henchwoman screamed.
"Fuck, I'm hit!" Another henchwoman groaned.
"Shit, he's too fast!" Another henchwoman swore.
I shot and slashed my way through the henchwomen.
"Aaahhh!" A henchwoman screamed.
"Gaaahhhh!" Another henchwoman gasped.
Soon, the path was clear. I ran through the hallway, killing any henchwomen in my way. I finally reached my destination: the garage.
"Maria! Liz!" I called out.
"Sir!" Maria and Liz responded.
"Thank god," I sighed.
They saw that one of my eye sockets was empty, and they were horrified.
"Your eye…" Liz uttered, reaching out to my face.
"Don't worry, I can see well enough," I reassured, shaking my head. I grinned as I took out a black eyepatch. "Good thing I had this." I then placed the eyepatch over my missing eye. "Arr! Captain Jack has arrived, lassies!" I joked despite the tense situation.
"U-uhh, y-yes, sir," Maria stuttered.
"L-let's hurry up and get the fuck outta here," Liz muttered.
"Right, follow me," I said.
"We'll get on a vehicle," Maria suggested.
"Excellent," I approved.
We rushed to a black van.
"I'm driving," Maria said.
"Yeah," Liz nodded.
I sat at the back.
"Drive!" I ordered.
"Yes, sir!" Maria and Liz saluted.
Maria started the van and drove it towards the exit.
"Hold on tight!" Maria warned.
"Yes, ma'am," I grinned.
We drove out of the garage, and the henchwomen tried to stop us.
"STOP THEM!" A henchwoman screamed.
"Run them over!" I yelled.
"YES, SIR!" Maria and Liz saluted.
Maria and Liz stepped on the gas pedal.
"FUCK!" A henchwoman cursed.
"AAHHH!" Another henchwoman screamed.
"DIE, BITCH!" Liz shouted.
"Take that, motherfuckers!" Maria growled.
We rammed into the henchwomen, killing several of them.
"AAAHHH!" One henchwoman screamed.
"GAAAAAHHHH!" Another henchwoman squealed.
The van rammed into a henchwoman and crushed her to death.
"YES!" Maria whooped.
"Nicely done," I complimented.
We were now out of the building.
"Now, drive away!" I ordered.
"Yes, sir," Maria and Liz obeyed.
Well, the mission was a failure, though my superiors always told me to stay alive, so at least it wasn't a complete failure. Plus, the intelligence didn't know that Black Widow had a body double, so the mission was technically successful.
As the van drove away, a helicopter appeared above us.
"That's the Black Widow!" Maria gasped in horror, recognizing the helicopter.
"Fuck," I cursed. "I guess desperate times call for desperate measures." Thankfully the van had a sunroof, which I opened and stood through it.
"W-what are you planning, sir?" Liz asked.
"You'll see," I smirked. I pointed my left arm upwards. "Rocket Puuuunch!"
And my arm detached from the elbow downwards and flew towards the Black Widow's helicopter.
"What the fuck!?" Maria exclaimed.
The rocket punched the helicopter, and it exploded.
"Holy shit," Liz cursed.
"W-what are you?" Maria gaped.
"I'm Captain Jack, lassie," I answered. "You henchwomen aren't the only ones with body modifications. In fact, I have enhancements far beyond yours. The only difference is that my enhancements were not performed by FREYA, but by my employer, UN. The United Nations."
"Are you a robot, sir?" Liz asked.
I laughed. "No. I'm not a robot, but I do have cybernetic enhancements, such as my eye, which can detect thermal heat signatures. And my arm, which can be detached and reattached. My heart and part of my brain are also artificial."
"Amazing," Maria remarked.
"Yeah," Liz agreed.
"Well, now that we've escaped, let's get the fuck outta here," I said.
"Agreed," Maria nodded.
"Yes, sir," Liz concurred.
We drove the van away from the FREYA base, and no one tried to stop us.
Finally, we arrived. Lacking an eye and an arm, I immediately reported to my superiors.
"I think I had killed Black Widow, sir," I said. "But it turned out to be a body double. Her real body was not there. But then, I shot down a helicopter that was believed to be hers. If you can check out the wreckage, you can probably confirm her death. That's about it."
"We'll take care of it, Agent Jack," my superior, a middle-aged man named General Smith, said.
"Yes, sir," I nodded.
"By the way, Agent Jack, nice job on taking out the henchwomen," General Smith complimented.
"Thanks, sir," I smiled.
"Still, I can't help but notice that you have taken two of them home. Care to explain?" He raised his brows.
"Oh, they're turncoats. They're no longer loyal to FREYA. So, they'll serve the United Nations," I answered.
"Ah, I see. Well, I guess we'll have to interrogate them first," General Smith said.
Both Maria and Liz seemed afraid of what the United Nations was going to do to them.
"I'll vouch for them, sir," I offered. "They're not hostile anymore. I'll be responsible for them. You still can interview them, though. See if they are good fit for UN. They're quite smart and skilled."
"Okay," General Smith nodded. "For your next mission, you will be sent to China and destroy FREYA's base there. It is located in an underground tunnel, so you will need to find the entrance. After that, you are free to do whatever you want."
"I'll go and kill the leaders of FREYA, sir," I said.
"You can, but you're not required to. Just destroy their base," General Smith replied.
"Yes, sir," I said. "When should I depart?"
"Tomorrow morning. Replace your eye and arm first," he instructed.
"Yes, sir," I nodded.
"Also, Agent Jack, we are considering replacing your right hand with a bionic one. It will allow you to shoot more precisely and increase your combat abilities. What do you say?"
"Sounds great, sir. Thanks."
"I'll talk to the engineers, then. See you tomorrow, Agent Jack."
"See you, sir."
Well, special agent’s works never seemed to end. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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