IT SHOULDN'T HAPPEN TO A SPY

Jane Bond. That's my name. I was teased about it at school, but that didn't stop me pursuing the career of my male namesake. And here I was, somewhere in Saudi Arabia, wishing I was somewhere else. But I had a mission to perform, and I couldn't jeopardise it - the fate of the world was at stake.

My orders had been simple. Infiltrate the palace, find my way to the Prince's office, locate certain documents on microfilm, escape. Easy? The initial recon of the palace showed that security was too tight for me to attempt breaking and entering, so I had to apply for a position on the Prince's staff. That was the problem - the only job available to a young, Western woman involved numerous positions on the Prince's staff.

And this was how I found myself in the Prince's harem on the first night of my employment. The plan was simple. Every night, the Prince's girls danced for him and he chose one or two to keep him company for the rest of the evening. All I had to do was make sure I wasn't selected and I would have the run of the palace. Retrieving the microfilm would be simple.

I looked at myself in the mirror. Curly blonde hair, full lips, rosy cheeks, bright blue eyes. The four other girls were easily more beautiful than I - it was one time when I was glad that I was surrounded by supermodels. The instructions we had received from the Prince's assistant for tonight had been to wear black, so that's just what I was wearing - a black leather sling bikini and black leather stiletto boots that came up to mid-thigh. I had heard that the Prince liked subtlety, so I hoped my outfit would turn him off.

The chime of a bell interrupted my thoughts. It was time to meet the Prince. We lined up in the harem as the Prince entered. He was a tall, dark and handsome man, and filthy rich. In another situation, I might have fancied him. But my motto was work before pleasure - possibly the opposite to my male namesake.

'Girls,' he smiled, 'you look beautiful tonight. Please, follow me.'

He led the way through to the next room. I took the opportunity to examine the other girls. Laura, a raven-haired American, was wearing a black teddy with hold-up stockings and heels. Miko, a very cute Japanese girl, had opted for black rubber shorts, boots and crosses of tape over her nipples. Sonia, another Englishwoman, had bright green eyes and fiery red hair - she was wearing a very small bikini. Lastly, Siobhan, an Englishwoman of African descent, was wearing a black corset with stockings and suspenders. They were all beautiful - I didn't have a chance of being picked.

'You are all so beautiful,' the Prince said, 'I cannot possibly pick between you tonight. So, I have a little game to aid the selection process, which some of you may have played before.'

He pulled a curtain aside to reveal a large chest, which the Prince opened to reveal a small fortune in bondage equipment. I raised an eyebrow as I guessed what the game involved.

'If you would care to approach the chest and select an item to begin with,' he grinned, sitting with a smile on a small pile of cushions so he could watch us at his leisure.

I looked at the contents of the box. I decided that I would select something that would turn the Prince off. And then I saw it - a strap-on dildo. I selected it with a smile and turned back to the Prince.

'And now, if you would kindly give that item to the girl on your left.'

I cursed as I gave the strap-on to Miko. Siobhan, who was to my right, had obviously played this game before - she had constructed an object from three, and handed it to me. A ring gag head harness with a pair of handcuffs padlocked to the back. I looked at the object in my hands and shuddered - I would have serious trouble retrieving a microfilm if I was wearing that. The Prince was looking at me. I glanced to the other girls - Miko had donned her strap-on, Laura was wearing a pair of handcuffs and the other two had managed to get away with just a mask each.

I shrugged and pulled the harness over my head - I pulled the ring gag tight into my mouth and closed the padlock around the straps at the back and the chain of the handcuffs. I put my hands behind my head and felt for the metal cuffs - I took a deep breath and closed them around my wrists, trapping myself securely. James Bond never had to go through this.

'Perfect,' the Prince grinned, 'now you may entertain me.'

Sonia pulled Laura away to one side and began to kiss her. I would have watched but I was distracted by Siobhan's hand on my buttock and then her tongue in my mouth. I could do nothing to stop her deep, passionate kiss and I suddenly felt very helpless as her other hand slipped under my sling bikini and began to fondle my breasts. She gently pushed me to the ground so I was kneeling and moved away from me. I breathed a sigh of relief but was shocked to see Miko standing over me, holding her strap-on with a big smile on her face.

Miko grabbed my hair and pulled my head towards her, pushing her strap-on into my mouth - I struggled at first but could do nothing about it. She forced me to lick and suck at this rubber cock filling my mouth - I shut my eyes and imagined I was servicing my boyfriend. But then I felt Siobhan sliding on her back on the floor, between my legs - I felt her breath on my inner thigh and she pushed my bikini to one side. Feeling her tongue gently moving over my pussy made me gasp - I was beginning to enjoy this.

I had completely forgotten about the Prince, I was just interested in the sheer pleasure these two girls were providing me. Siobhan's tongue explored deeper into my very wet depths while Miko began to thrust into my mouth - I could only writhe with ecstacy and hope that this moment lasted forever. I vaguely heard groans of pleasure from Laura's direction, and felt that I was on the verge of orgasm myself. As Siobhan found my ready and waiting clit, I closed my eyes in preparation for sheer Heaven...

'That's enough!' the Prince said firmly, before I had the chance to cum.

Siobhan and Miko immediately stepped away from me and I was left there, panting, on the brink. I felt so frustrated!

'I have made my decision. Miko and Siobhan are going to join me tonight. Meet me in my bedroom once you have made sure your friends are as happy as you will be tonight.'

And with that, the Prince left. I wondered at his words, but then I saw Miko and Siobhan heading for the toy chest. Miko and Siobhan then approached where Laura and Sonia were waiting - a minute later, and their victims were blindfolded, wearing ring-gags and handcuffed together naked in the soixante-neuf position. I then wondered what my fate would be.

Siobhan approached me with a big smile on her face and a pair of nipple clamps in her hands. I began to shake my head and I tried to back away, but she was too fast. She attached a clamp to my right nipple and I gasped with pain.

'Dear Jane,' she smiled, 'I'm sorry we didn't bring you quite to orgasm. You must be feeling very frustrated. Oh well... you'll just have to watch Laura and Sonia pleasuring each other.'

The nipple clamps were attached to each other by a short chain, and she used this to pull me towards the two girls. She wrapped the chain around one of the pairs of handcuffs and attached the other clamp to my left nipple. I was trapped. With a wink, Siobhan led Miko away in the direction of the Prince's bedroom. And all I could do was watch Laura and Sonia licking at each others' pussies. It was arousing... but I had a mission to complete.

I reached into my hair and pulled out a small handcuff key I had concealed there earlier before I released my wrists. I had no key to the padlock so the harness would have to remain. I spent a moment rubbing my sore wrists and then turned my attention to the clamps on my nipples. I gasped as I released them and then spent a moment rubbing my sore breasts. The sensation was, as was to be expected, rather arousing... I considered spending a moment to complete my orgasm, but I decided against it. I got to my feet and marched swiftly across the room to a large pair of mahogany doors. I got down on my knees and looked through the keyhole - Siobhan was on her knees, being taken from behind by Miko, who was being taken from behind by the Prince. They all looked very happy, so I decided to leave them to it.

Crossing to a set of double doors on the opposite side of the room, I knelt and peeked through the other keyhole. The Prince's office. Bingo.

Within minutes, I was standing on the balcony, the microfilm concealed in my hair. I was wearing a ring gag harness with an open pair of handcuffs hanging from the back and a black sling bikini - my boots were on the ground next to me, since the heels were too noisy. I climbed onto a handy trellis and slowly clambered down to the ground. I would have to be careful to not alert any guards.

With my back to a wall, I sneaked around the side of the palace until I could see the main garden gates, lit by floodlights. The only other lightsources were the windows of the palace and searchlights on the roof, manned by armed guards. Guards and dogs also patrolled the grounds, but I had memorised their patterns and I knew exactly where to go.

A quick run, ducking behind a wall, led me to a small shed. It was a storage shed full of equipment for maintenance of the grounds, and I knew that it would be empty at this time of night. Somewhere to hide until the guards changed. I opened the door and slipped in.

'What do we have here?'

I spun around to see one of the guards, sitting in the shed and smoking a cigarette. Obviously, he was taking an illegal break. Perhaps I could use that information as leverage... if only I wasn't gagged!

'One of the Prince's harem girls? Lost, are you?'

I nodded, and he smiled, pulling his AK-47 from his shoulder and pointing it at me.

'You do know that the punishment for disobeying the Prince is death, don't you?'

I shook my head, and he obviously saw the fear in my eyes.

'Put your hands back in those handcuffs,' he said, 'and we'll come to some form of compromise.'

I wished that I hadn't discarded the key - once my hands were in those handcuffs, I would be utterly helpless. I couldn't let that happen. I span to one side, out of the way of his gun, and jumped towards him - the confines of the shed meant that I couldn't perform any fancy martial arts kicks. My only choice was to overpower him.

He effortlessly grabbed my wrists and pushed me back against the wall of the shed, a smile on his face as he slowly pushed my hands up towards my head. I closed my eyes and struggled hard but he managed to close the handcuffs around my wrists - I was helpless again. He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees.

'That wasn't very nice,' he frowned, 'How should I punish you?'

He picked up his gun and pointed it at me. My eyes were wide with fear and I didn't dare move a muscle.

'You have a choice. Pleasure me or...' he smiled, looking at his gun, 'I see how far up your ass I can push my AK-47 before I pull the trigger. An easy choice, perhaps.'

Without waiting for any response from me, he put the gun to one side and removed his trousers. The experience so far had obviously aroused him, and he had a little trouble fitting his huge erection into my mouth past the ring gag. I did nothing but wait for him to finish.

'You'll have to do more than that,' he said, his hand moving back towards the gun.

I nodded a little and began to massage his cock with my tongue, moving my head back and forth along his length, sucking a little when I could. His moans of pleasure told me that he was enjoying it and the experience began to arouse me too. I began to move faster and was surprised that his erection grew further - I worried that he wouldn't be able to remove it from my mouth until after he had cum. I continued to move my tongue around his cock, up and down the length, softly caressing the head while moving my head back and forth on him... I felt throbbing down the length and knew that the inevitable was due. His hands gripped my hair so I couldn't move away as he began to pump into my mouth and his cum shot forth, filling my mouth and dribbling down my chin onto my chest.

Once he was spent, he pulled away from me and sat down. He pulled his trousers back on again and lit a cigarette. There was a huge grin on his face. I staggered to my feet, unable to clean myself up, just forgotten. But I couldn't go without leaving him something else to remember me by. His silent scream as he lay on the floor in the foetal position, clutching at his heavily-bruised crotch, would stay with me forever as one of my most satisfying memories.

I slipped back out of the shed - it was time for the guards to change. I managed to make my way to the perimeter wall of the palace grounds. With my hands cuffed behind my head, it took a very long time to scale that wall but I made it and soon I was on the road to the nearest town. What a sight I must have been - a young woman wearing a head harness and a sling bikini, her hands cuffed to the back of her head, running along the side of the road, her breasts jiggling up and down with every step, the crotch of her sling bikini rubbing against her in a very pleasing way as she moved.

I stopped as I saw a pair of headlights approaching. I quickly moved to the side of the road to avoid being detected but then I saw that I recognised the car - a silver Aston Martin. It was my car. I stepped out onto the road and the car stopped.

'Jane! Is that you?'

Mario stepped out, a broad smile on his face. He was my contact out here in the Middle East. I was safe.

'What on earth are you wearing?'

I did my best to shrug my shoulders and he opened the passenger door for me. I got in and he fastened the seatbelt around me - in my present position, I was so helpless that I couldn't undo the seatbelt without his help. Ahead of us was the palace - I saw the searchlights begin to swing wildly and heard the barking of dogs. They were looking for me.

'Back to the hotel?'

I nodded and he swung the car around. Minutes later, we were sitting in his hotel room. And I was still recovering from the strange look the receptionist had given me.

'Let me help you out of that,' Mario smiled.

I turned around and was surprised to see that he had undressed. He sat next to me on the bed and produced a pair of scissors. I wondered how he was planning to free me from my gag and handcuffs with a pair of scissors, but then discovered that that wasn't his intention. The twin blades closed around my sling bikini and, with a couple of snips, it was soon removed and I was naked... apart from the gag, harness and cuffs.

He pushed me back on the bed, his rough hands moving over my breasts and tweaking my rock-hard nipples. I moaned softly into the gag as he pushed me onto my side and laid down behind me. I felt his hard cock against my buttocks and obediently bent one leg, parting my thighs and allowing him to push his cock deep into my pussy. I brought my legs together and purred as he began to pump, his hands gripped my breasts hard as both his and my pleasure grew. The sexy experiences of the night had been too much for me... and seeing my like this had been too much for him... we came together in a loud and violent orgasm, and I was in Heaven.

He pulled away from me slowly and pulled the bedsheets over me. I looked at him, my eyes asking a question.

'Oh, don't worry, Jane,' he smiled, 'I'll find a key to release you in the morning.'

I closed my eyes. Uncomfortable though I was, I could survive a few more hours like this. But that was assuming that he didn't change his mind about releasing me... But now it was time to sleep.