Undercover Ops Ch. 08

Undercover Ops: Ch. 08

Cas awoke groggy. It was late morning already. She growled as she rolled free of the comfortable bed. She hated pheromones! She cursed them as immoral. It didn't matter. Whether they were immoral, or even illegal, the corporations made a lot of money on them at the expense of men and women like her.

Potentially, the worst effect of them was the memory. While most substances provided the blissful anonymity of memory loss, these tormented the subject with complete recall of the night's events. While her conscious thoughts had been unable to focus on anything except the nameless man, and the amplified sensations of her desire, her subconscious mind recorded everything. Only after a night's sleep did the entire event become accessible,.

Cas was extremely embarrassed as the evening flooded back to her. She had allowed him, encouraged him even, to fondle her during the entire trek from the 'safe hotel' to this one. As they walked the streets, he lifted her shirt, exposing her breasts and his ministrations to countless early afternoon pedestrians and she hadn't noticed or cared. To make matters worse, still over a block away from the hotel she guided his hand to remove her skirt and play. Her every carnal thought spoken aloud without inhibition.

She groaned as she remembered how she stripped completely for him in the elevator. Then tried to thrust herself at his face as he stooped to gather her discarded clothing. Once in the room she literally jumped him. But that had only been the beginning of the session. His requests lasted through the afternoon and evening and well into the night.

She was forced to concede his amazing stamina while she remembered everything she had done to him. She used her mouth a number of times, allowed him into both of her other holes, and watched with glee as he climaxed, and poured a seemingly never ending supply of seed into her and over her.

At one point, as she delighted in smoothing the sticky substance to cover every part of her, one of the man's friends arrived with news. The man suggested that she entertain the friend. Cas had maintained the presence of mind to say 'no' until the man remarked she could have them both. Pheromone fogged mind found that acceptable, anything so long as he wished it and was involved.

She felt the need to shower.

Eventually, she collapsed from exhaustion. That he had access to pheromone laced cologne proved he was rich. Most people were only able to afford implants with a much reduced effect. The expensive cologne was its purest form, elicited the most powerful response. Cassidy resisted the suggestive power of the implants on the few occasions she came into contact with them. Against the commanding authority of the cologne her indomitable will remained helpless.

What was worse pheromones, as a natural substance, were considered a viable negotiating aid. Corporate policy was to send same sex executives to deal with any and all negotiations to prevent the use between each other while they allowed those same executives to take advantage of their wealth against the less fortunate. Legally it was considered no more immoral than sending a highly charismatic or intimidating negotiator.

As a result, her acceptance of his bargain, "to show her the 'safe hotel' in exchange for returning to his hotel for any acts he requested at an agreed upon fee", was perfectly binding. When she succumbed to the damned scent and threw herself at him, time and again, there had been no agreed price, which implied mutual consent.

In other words an entire day to use me as he wanted free of charge.

She stormed out of the bedroom and into the main room. She quickly found her discarded clothes and put them on. She paused on her way out the door. Even with 'honor among thieves' there were some truly unscrupulous executives out there. Likely some form of antidote or immunization had been created for the wealthy to protect them.

Cassidy found herself wishing she had the foresight to obtain whatever it was. She caught herself a moment later, when she remembered that Cas would be unable to afford it. An immunity last night, as the determined man made his advances would have blown her cover as surely as her augmented arms. Still, Cassidy needed to find out for future endeavors. She nodded in determination and left the room.

As she walked through the lobby, she wondered if any of these people had witnessed her spectacle of exhibitionism the previous day. She heard someone raise their voice.

"Miss! Miss!"

As with most other present she turned in curiosity. Unlike the others she realized that the desk attendant was desperate to get her attention. Confused, and hoping the man hadn't stuck her with the bill, she moved over to the desk.

"The young man you were with asked me to apologize for leaving so early this morning but he had some business to attend to. Otherwise he said he would have enjoyed spending another eventful day with you."

Cas blushed deeply as the message came so sincerely from the deadpan face. Maybe he hadn't seen her entrance to suspect what they had been doing.

"He said I should remember you from yesterday." A hungry look entered his eyes as he quite easily mentally undressed her to only her nude thong. He grinned hungrily as he produced an envelope. "He also wished for me to give this to you."

The envelope flicked just out of reach the first two times Cas tried to grab it. The desk attendant leered, implying she would have to truly work to get her just rewards.

If only he knew!

With speed that belied her true nature, her arm flashed out and snatched the envelope before it could retreat once more. Her overly sweet smile screamed false.

"Thank you."

She proceeded to storm out of the hotel, vowing to add some rather nasty comments about it on various forums in all three tiers of The Gutter when the situation was finally laid to rest.

Once safely on the street, Cas secreted herself into a doorway to investigate the envelope with relative impunity. Inside was a very large sum. Familiar with breaking down payments, Cassidy quickly realized the man had made a reasonable accounting for everything they had done the previous day. Additionally, he had either included a bonus for the threesome or substantially overpriced all of her services.

Regardless of the reasons, Cas realized the blessing for what it was. The money was more than enough to pay their rent and buy food. All in all, the windfall provided her with the potential of a few days to search the rest of the district without the need to sell herself simply to pay the bills.

She contemplated the turn as she began to walk back to the apartment. She would need to adjust the story however. If she told Luna of the money, all at once, the other woman would expect Cas to count her blessings while she hurried her out the door to make more money. Cassidy didn't need to fear the lean times but her persona would.

If she split the money, however, she could convince her roommate she made a respectable earning over the period of four days. The largest amount would cover the previous night, explaining her absence. Between the rest of the day, which she would claim to go shopping with her minor score, and the next three days she should have more than enough time to find the brothel. She knew covering a majority of the Barrens in four days would be difficult but manageable.

Copyright 2006, By Deathlynx