The Perfect Agent - Part 3

As he sat in the restaurant Matt smirked at Samantha's jibe about spending his time watching porn under the guise of doing "research". He mused at why she had said he was an natural submissive. Samantha had always attracted and intimidated him in equal measure. perhaps after he was officially a field operative he'd be able to flirt with her more. Field operatives were given much more leeway at the agency, some of the outrageous double entendres they came out with would get matt sacked.

Matt had indeed spent the time in the lead up to his interview researching. Whilst it was tempting to focus solely on what he'd find at the Blissdom BDSM club he knew it was more important to give a captivating performance as an interviewer. First impressions were everything and if Matt didn't impress and engage with Cassi whilst playing the part of the enthusiastic young journalist then a chance encounter at a nightclub was irrelevant. To yhis end he looked up everything he could find on Cassiopea Demetet, previous interviews, her history, her activism, her business empire

In short he felt ready.

He had arrived ten minutes and was waiting at his table when Cassi arrived. She was, if anything,more attractive than her posed portrait photos gave her credit for. She wore a deep blue summer dress with a plunging neckline that show off her sumptuous cleavage. Her chest was utterly captivating and before ordering himself to refrain from staring at it Matt estimated it must have been in the G-cup range. He stood up to great her and shook hands respectfully "Ms Demeter, it really is such a pleasure to meet you". He smiled and took a moment to gaze at her face. She had a round face with full cheeks and delicious, plump lips painted a deep, deep red. Her eyes were a steely blue-grey with rich dark makeup giving her a striking allure. They shone as Matt introduced himself and it was clear she was assessing him from the start.

Cassi smiled warmly "and it's a pleasure to meet such a polite, well-spoken young man" she said letting her hand slip from his and taking her seat. Matt realised he'd been holding his breath as she'd touched him and finally took a breath. There was a rich floral perfume in the air, hardly surprising given he was meeting the owner of one of the world's most famous cosmetics brands. He savoured her scent. It was flowery but with a hint of spice and exoticness.

As they were now seated a waiter approached and Cassi ordered a gin and tonic, Matt asked for an iced water and Cassi raised an eyebrow "My dear...you wouldn't let a person drink alone would you?".

Matt grinned "Where are my manners?" He exclaimed and changed his order to a bottle of beer.

With drinks on the table and tapas on the way Matt began playing the part of a enthuiastic, sligjtly starstruck journalist. He asked questions on topics he knew Cassi would be comfortable talking about and scribbled notes despite having a voice recorder. He tried to be agreeable and deferrential without being too sycophantic.  He also tried to be playful and flirtatious wherever he could, Cassi seemed well capable of giving as good as she got on this front. All in all it was a pleasant encounter as Cassi ensured that the drinks flowed.

By the end of lunch both Matt and Cassi had laughed a lot, flirted casually, had a good meal and several strong drinks. They both stood to leave and Matt rushed to get Cassi's coat and hold it out for her. She smiled "Good manners will get you a long way my dear" and despite himself he grinned bashfully and blushed.

As they were about to part Cassi reached into her bag and produced a small bottle of perfume. She sprayed some on her wrist and said "Could you help me with a little trial I am doing, what do you think of this scent".

She held her wrist up to Matt's nose and he breathed deeply. It was the same scent he'd detected earlier.  Up close the spiciness was even more pronounced, it suited Cassi perfectly. She held wrist there to allow him to breath a rich gulp of the vapours before moving it away, as she did her fingertips brushed his cheek ever so skightly sending a shiver of excitement through him. She moved her hand to his shoulder and moved her body closer to his until her chest was pressing into his. For an instant he could feel her warmth permeating through his shirt. "It's very sensuous isn't it" she purred.

Matt was dumbstruck as arousal washed over him. This beautiful older woman knew how attractive she was and was happy to use her charm. He stammered "It's...er,  it's lovely, very exotic...." he said lamely.

Cassi retreated "Glad you kike it....thank you for an enjoyable afternoon Mathew" and with that she left.

Blood Dancer - Part 2

Kate walked across the car park and into the Church as the Maine sunshine burnt every exposed inch of skin. She did not hurry though, today was all about normality.

Contrary to popular fiction a simple church building held no fear for her, neither did a simple wooden cross. True she had had some epic battles with some of the Roman church's warriors with their incence, Holy water relics and hated silver but a local church like this could not harm her. In fact she had always rather liked the simple worship and sense of community she found in these places.

She stepped inside and walked nonchalently down the aisle. Her operatives had been extremely thorough, she knew she would find her prey here. Several people turned round and glanced at the strikingly beautiful new stranger but were too polite to stare. Kate didn't care, she knew how beautiful she was, how both men and women lost themsleves in her deep, dark eyes. She had yet to find a human who could resist her.

She glanced round but could not see the people she was looking for so took a pew a quarter of the way down the ailse in order to observe the congregation.

Eventually just before noon the crowds began to become heavier and she spotted who she was looking for. A homely, plump, unreamarkable midde-aged woman and a tall, handsome young man. She allowed them to pass and drank in the vision before her. He was certainly desirable for a human. Tall and well-built she imagined he must be the object of lust for the young woman in his peer group, probably a lot of the older ladies too for that matter.

Kate looked at him discreetly as they took their place a few rows in front. She hoped his honest, wholesome up-bringing had kept him chaste. She needed a virgin for her malevolent purposes. Her operatives had been fairly sure he had not yet been intimate but they could not be sure. The urgency with which she had dropped her life down in New Orleans and moved to this dull Maine backwater reflected the high stakes.

The mother would be the key. Beth Langburg, she was descended from the Kings of Bohemia and she didn't even know it. The bloodline went through her Kate was sure, the alerts in her geneology systems confirmed it. Her son Carl was, to a vampyre, the most cherished, prized human imaginable. If he was still a virgin he was a source of Kingsblood and Kingseed.

The service started and a female pastor emerged from the sacristy. Kate followed preceedings but observed the Langburgs closely. Carl looked bored and restless as a young man might. He looked round frequently whilst Beth stayed focussed on the service.

At the end of the service everyone mingled and Kate made her first move. She saw Beth talking to the pastor and some of the other congregation and so gravitated towards them. The pastor smiled warmly and offered her had "Hi, Reverend Wilma" she beamed at the newcomer.

Kate smiled in the return "Kate" she replied "...I just moved into the area". As she spoke shegently pushed out her charisma towards the group of ladies. It was all too easy, centuries of experience had make her an expert at manipulating humans. She deftly caressed their minds to open themselves and instantly feel comfortable and friendly towards her. Had she wanted to a woman of her immortal powers could have had the entire room as enslaved, besotted servants within a minute however this was not how a Blood Dancer did things. Whilst the more vulgar of her species would simply invade a victims mind and wrench it into obediense with Kate it was artistry...subtle and all the more irresistible.

Within minutes she was exchanging small talk with the group and laughing away. They asked her about why she'd moved to town and she entered into her cover story. She was European writer researching American history, at this Beth could contain herself no longer. Kate's mental manipulation had been more powerful and specific with Beth and she was desperate to impress and ingratiate herself with Kate. "Oh really? Whereabouts in Europe? My family has European roots, German or Czech I think". The other ladies frowned ever so slightly and Kate got the distinct impression Beth was determined to make everyone aware of her heritage at any opportunity.

Kate smiled inwardly but feigned interest "I am from Spain originally, have you travelled in Europe much?"


Beth's face fell slightly at this "Oh no" she said sadly "just a soccer-mom here I'm afraid". Her senses told her one or two of the other ladies were delighted that Beth's revelling in her recent genealogy discoveries had been cut short. A flush here, a twitch of a smile there.

Kate decided to use this as an opportunity "JUST a soccer mom? In Spain we our take futbol VERY seriously believe me.". Beth was clearly delighted at this and the conversation continued as the group of woman endeavoured to welcome this attractive, interesting, strangely captivating stranger to their congregation".

After about twenty minutes Reverend Wilma and the ladies had invited Kate to their lunch-club and afternoon teas. It was going perfectly according to her plan but she was eager to focus on her main target. Thankfully before too long Carl sauntered over "Mom, we probably need to go...I have practise".

Beth smiled and rolled her eyes "This is my little Messi...if you saw his room you'd know why I called him that" Carl groaned whilst everyone else laughed. He blushed as he noticed Kate for the first time, without even being caressed by Kate's alluring powers he was already attracted to her. Kate sensed a wave of pleasure as his mom introduced him "Kate, this is Carl" Kate extended her hand and Carl shook it. The effect on Kate was instantaneous. She nearly came on the spot. Virgin Kingsblood, there was no doubting it, even the touch of his sweat sent a shockwave of pleasure through her body. For the merest second Kate felt her control and decorum slip...her fangs actually began to extend and a small climax surged through her. Then infinitesimally quickly she controlled herself.

"OH FUCK" she thought. This was all too good to be true. She had her prey. Pure, virgin Kingsblood. Unsullied and ripe for the taking. Her mind was a whirlwind. If just touching him was that pleasurable imagine having him cum inside her, imagine feeding off him. She began work immediately touching Carl's mind and planting her Glamour into his unsuspecting mind. She had done this many times and was totally adept. Carl would now focus on no-one else but Kate. She would dominate his thoughts and dreams from now on. He would quickly lose interest in all other women as the Vampyric manipulation took hold.

Standing virtually ignored now was a pretty young blond girl who seeing Carl neglecting her for this darkly alluring older woman coughed slightly for attention. Carl was snapped out of his reverie "Oh, Kate...this is Stacey my girlfiend". Kate smiled warmly and took her hand earnestly "Not for long sister" Kate thought.

The group chatted amiably for a short while before they began to disperse. Kate was overjoyed at her morning's work. There was still lots to do but she had made huge progress on just her first morning.

As this was happening across town a lady called Brigid dropped the book she was reading. At first she couldn't believe she what she was sensing. Magic, here in Lincoln Lake?

The Perfect Agent - Part 2

For the next couple of days Matt was like a cat on a hot tin roof. He worked hard to clear the backlog of work he'd accumulated whilst investigated Kali Incorporated and the scientists. As instructed he didn't tell anyone about his investigation he simply downloaded all the information and quietly deleted the files.

Not only was this his big chance to become a field agent but it might help Venus, he couldn't mess this up. All the training and experience had lead him here and he was going to take this chance. He got into the office early on Wednesday and waited outside Verity's office.

The building was all but empty and Verity was waiting for him. "Come in Matthew" she ordered. Matthew quickly entered the office and Verity closed the door behind him. Sitting in the corner was Samantha Anderson, head of field operations. He handed over the disc which she added to a box-file on her desk. Verity was inscrutable and Matthew could gain no indication of what he should expect. Samantha had always struck him as aloof and condescending but putting agents into the field fully prepared and well equipped was her area of expertise. This had to be a good sign he though.

"We have a lead" said Verity

Matthew waited

Verity continued "You might not like it but we think we get you in front of  Demeter in a way....."

Verity hesitated for a moment and Samantha cut it "...It's James Bond stuff, but you might have to take one for the team"

Verity shot Samantha a glance "We have arranged for you to interview Ms Demeter for a publication around women in business...I trust you can play the part of an polite, charming, enthusiastic journalist"

Matt nodded "No problem, I know short-hand, I did several journalist jobs in college"

Verity smiled "I know, that was why we took this approach...it's after that we need to focus on. Cassiopeia Demeter will certainly be guarded towards a journalist or a random encounter. Later on the same day we know she'll be in a specific nightclub. We figure if you impress in the interview and turn up later you can have a chance to get close to her. Other than that we have no way to proceed. Our surveillance tells us she is leaving the country in the next week.

Matt couldn't have been happier, he was going to become a field agent. He'd be the youngest one ever. An interview and a trip to a nightclub in order to charm a businesswoman. It was exactly what people thought secret agents did. He smiled "No problem".

Verity paused for a few moments "There is a slight...eccentricity. Ms Demeter frequent Blissdom, it's a BDSM nightclub. Do you have any experience with that?"

It was Matt's turn to frown now "Well...no, not really...other than what you see in the papers. Whips, handcuffs, 50 shades of grey. I will do some reading up"

Samantha giggled "Watching porn as part of a mission preparation?" True dedication!"

Matt smiled at this too before Verity scowled "Samantha please, this is serious. His cover is that he is a journalist, he needs to go in there and convince the target he is genuine. Any hint that he's faking and she'll walk away."

"Oh please Verity, the guy has submissive written all over him" chuckled Samantha then added "...No offence". Matt frowned at this, he didn't really think it was appropriate but he didn't want to blow his chance at getting this mission.

Verity continued "There is a catch though Matthew, you know the rules on field operatives, you also know that the data you worked on was highly illegal. If this goes wrong or anyone discovers this mission the entire department would be closed."

Matt held up his hands "I will be discreet and no-one knows about this, I am single and not a lot of family....I can do this without raising eyebrows"

Verity took a deep breath "I know all that, it's not enough..." she took a piece of paper out of her desk "...I need to you sign this"

She slid the piece of paper over to him and he began to read it "What? My resignation? I don't understand"

Verity sat back in her chair "It is just a formality. I will keep it in the file along with the disc. Samantha will give you full operational support. We'll just tell the other staff you are unwell. If you have a lead on Venus' disappearance we have to follow it up but I can't put the whole department at risk"

Matt nodded, he didn't like this one bit but it made sense. He had to take the risk. He reached over to the pen holder and signed the bottom of the form. It was done.

With that in place Samantha opened her laptop and began sending documents to the printer on Verity's desk "Okay Matt, between now and Saturday we will need you to read up on Kali Incorporated, Demeter's life and her lifestyle. You need to be totally drilled on her business back-story and get comfortable with her lifestyle. Forget about your natural charm kiddo, you need to be a gushing fanboy and the perfect fit for her when you meet her in the club"

Matt started taking the sheets and scanning over them "So what is her lifestyle?"

"She is a lifestyle dominatrix..." replied Samantha "...as far as we can tell nothing too wild but she will instinctively reject an alpha male. Blissdom is a place for people with those predilections to meet up. Your cover will be that you are new to the scene but have been stood up by another Domme. After that it's over to you"

They spoke for a further hour about the various mission parameters and then Matt left discreetly via the back door armed with a file full of details on Cassiopeia Demeter. He was on his own.

He spent the rest of the day reading up on Kali Incorporated and Cassiopeia's rise to being over of the most successful businesswomen in the cosmetics industry. It was certainly impressive. The company seemed to own a huge amount of world famous brands from perfume through to skincare and an impressive array of mens grooming products too. Further that that they provided raw materials for countless other products too. The company turnover was massive and "Cassi" Demeter was at the heart of it. She was 47 and the majority shareholder for the company she had founded. She had had a string of high profile romances with rich and famous men but was still single. Several interviews with her made reference to this but she rebuked the interviewer every time. She was a passionate advocate of equality and had lead a high profile campaign about women's pay and conditions that had brought her to the attention of the media. For the most part the tabloids were cynical and patronising and she had, in recent years, taken a back-seat.

Matt stared at her picture. Although over 20 years older than him she was still strikingly beautiful with long black hair piecing blue eyes, full face and luscious lips, despite himself Matt found himself fantasising about being with her.

Next he started researching the Blissdom nightclub and the world of BDSM. There was a lot to take in so he concentrated on female domination and what a typical domme might look for in a companion. This was key, too much or too little and she wouldn't be interested, the chance would be lost and the mission a failure.

Although the subject matter was extremely titillating Matt was highly professional and on Saturday afternoon he sat in a hideously expensive restaurant ready and waiting for his encounter the mysterious Cassiopeia Demeter.

The Perfect Agent - Part 1

Matt looked at the hourglass and the screen and sighed. "Come on" he growled.

Even with the the agency's most powerful computer it was taking hours. Hours he didn't have. Hours he should have been dedicating to his actual work.

A voice sounded behind him "Mr Fyfe?". Matt's shoulders sagged Verity Milterton. His boss, his undoubtedly pissed-off boss.

Her clipped tones spoke of a woman who didn't suffer fools "Do you mind telling me why the South America Desk are still waiting for their weekly monitoring report and you are here sat down here staring at a data dump?"

Matt began to gather himself to explain but before he could she leaned over at the screen "Are those bank details" she glowered at him, her tone instantly more frosty "What's going on here? Why are you processing bank transactions on a government computer?"

Matt was busted, there was no point in any pre-amble. He just had to lay out what he'd found "I think I might have a lead on Venus".

The sentence hung in the air.

Venus Phillips was one of the agency's top field agents, she had disappeared two weeks ago whilst investigating a strange case. It wasn't expected to be remotely dangerous. There had been several reports in the media about a brain-drain in the science industry. In the space of 6 months 8 of the world's top female chemists, DNA experts and neuro-scientists had all handed in their notice and left their positions. Several big health projects had been delayed. There was a minor furore in several science journals. Venus had been curious because all the scientists had been women, leading lights and role-models in a male dominated industry. Venus had persuaded Verity to allow her to do some investigation and then...nothing.

Verity breathed heavily, she looked like she was trying to decide between fury and curiosity "You have three minutes".

Matt took a deep breath "I was looking through Venus' emails on her last case"

Verity took a step back "Her emails? How did you get access. You don't have clearance for that!"

This was going badly "Miss Milterton I am sorry, I told the techs I needed a report she'd sent...it's my fault but I was sure there'd be something to go on"

Verity stared at her junior agent "And?"

Matt breathed a sigh of relief "Nothing much but I found a few things worth searching about in one of her field logs. Most of it lead nowhere but I found a reference to the word 'Femitropin'"

Verity's eyes narrowed as if scrolling through her mental archives "What?"

Matt continued "I have no idea, it is just a word....nothing about it on any of our archives, nothing on any databases, nothing online but I found a reference to it on a Wikileaks archive"

Again Verity stared, frowning at him "What did it say"

Matt was becoming more hopeful now "Not a lot, it was in a huge dump of emailed hacked from various pharmaceuticals and cosmetics companies by animal rights activists...there was an internal email from Kali Incorporated talking a list of company projects that were being closed. It was sent by Cassi Demeter, their CEO, she is..."

Verity snapped "I've heard of Cassi Demeter, everyone has..." then she paused for a moment "...Okay so a reference from Venus and an email from a cosmetics CEO. Not exactly much to go on".

Matt realised his chance was slipping away "I know, I managed to get some details for the scientists who disappeared and looked into their bank details, phone logs, mail records"

Again Verity cut him off genuinely angry now "WHAT? Personal data? How? That could get our entire department locked down and investigated!"

"Verity please" Matt pleaded "...I have got something. All the scientists had special deliveries come in from anonymous couriers just before they finished their jobs. Every one from the same company. Also they all had phonecalls from Geneva in the weeks leading up to them moving. I crunched the data on our supercomputer and the deliveries were from a subsidiary of Kali Industries. The phone calls were going to the same cells as Kali's main lab in Switzerland.....there is a link"

Verity pulled up a seat now, Matt was sure he'd persuaded his boss there was a lead worth following now. Verity Milterton was the first woman to be placed in charge of the nation's secret service and undoubtedly brilliantly intelligent she had a reputation for being tough, demanding but fair and open.

"Kali is a huge international company, we'd need to get someone in their head office" Verity mused

Matt took a deep breath "That is what I am doing now. I tracked Demeter's movements and the calls to the scientists all coincide with her location" He pointed at the screen "I am sure the bank payments will coincide too. She's in London now, we need to track her, I can get on the inside"

"You? Matt you know agents won't be cleared for field work until they have five years experience. No I'm sorry I will pass this onto one of the operatives". Matt had worked for the agency for over two years now and in that time had proved adept in most fields. He had supported agents on their operations but his burning ambition was to join their ranks.

"We don't have resource, they are all in South America or the middle east. If we let this chance go we might lose our lead on Venus" he pleaded

Verity sighed. The entire department had been shocked when Venus had disappeared. It was the first loss under Verity's tenure in command. Her absence hung over the office. Everyone knew the risks field agents took but this was just a routine check and Venus had seemed utterly indestructible. Cool, smart & tough she had been Verity's protege. A hero to the women who worked there and probably each and every male would admit to having a crush on her...for Venus to disappear was unthinkable.

Verity looked at Matt "Have you told anyone about this?"

"No..." he replied "I knew I'd get my arse kicked" he added suppressing a smile

"Well don't, I don't want this getting out and I don't want to get anyone's hopes up. Prepare your data, put it on a disc then bury it, delete everything that might get us shut-down. Get back to your job and I will start pulling some strings" said Verity "We will meet at 7am on Wednesday morning"

Inwardly Matt gave a cheer. It was Monday morning now, two days to wait.