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"Gmph mnnr fnmphhm hnnn nff mm!" Xia Lan strained against the course nylon ropes that bit into her flesh.
The ropes had become her world, all she had known. They seemed to have a mind of their own, and anticipate her every move as they hugged her voluptuous figure, which only seemed to accentuate her breathtaking beauty and porcelain skin.
Her captors changed her position often, and this time she was seated with her long, curvy, toned legs crossed over one another.
Ropes circled her thighs as well as her ankles.
Two ropes affixed themselves to the bindings around her ankles and secured them to opposite posts of the bed she occupied.
This particular tie ensured Xia Lan couldn't uncross her legs and her arms were tied "bunny ear style" with her wrists bound together and her arms folded behind her head.
A thin black leather cleave gag was pulled tightly between her succulent lips and reduced her complaints to grunts and groans.
The ropes were bad, but the hands that wandered her bound form were even worse.
"Gnnphh! Ummpf!." Xia arched her back and twisted her waist side to side as she struggled to evade the hands that massaged and groped her large, firm breasts. In response to her pleas, her tormenter grabbed her nipples and twisted them between her fingers.
"Nrrhh!" Her gagged moans seemed to excite him, something that was easy for her to notice since she was seated on his lap.
"Grrhh! Mrr hncch hmrhmr!!" She grumbled at her captor as she wiggled her plump, round rear end in hopes of squirming free.
Her captor grabbed a hold of her face and pulled down her gag.
Xia took a deep breath to scream, yet before she uttered a single sound, he pressed his mouth against hers and locked it into place.
His long, slimy tongue probed her mouth, took control of her tongue, and twisted them together in an embrace.
."Hghoch chihhinh nhe!!" She protested, trying to wriggle out of his grasp.
As he held the kiss, his hands continued to maul her large breasts.
"Non'gh eghen ghhinch ahough igh!!!" Xia’s eyes widened in shock as she continued her futile efforts at escape.
One of his hands drifted down to her waist and caressed her well-toned abs.
"Unngh!" Xia Lan huffed through her nose as her mouth remained firmly affixed to his.
Behind her burly captor, Xia heard a deep chuckling, and opened her eyes to see the guards standing around, watching.
The way he kept her tied and gagged was horrible, and the way his hands explored her body was worse, but the utter humiliation came from the guards, who had become their nightly audience for the past five long years.
Five years…
Part of her still couldn’t believe it. Five years since this ogre had captured her and kept her bound, gagged, and hidden away from the world, locked away in a prison that looked like a luxury bedroom.
She was a princess kept in a tower by a greedy giant.
Not only did he keep the ropes tight and intricately knotted, but the guards, who stayed in the room all day with her, were armed with stun guns and chloroform.
She was always aware of their hungry eyes on her as she struggled, day in and day out.
Her bondage was a riddle that she was determined to solve.
Her Kidnapper expertly tied her and ensured all knots were far from her fingertips.
He also tied Xia Lan in various positions that prevented her from untying herself.
Her current bunny ear tie offered a prime example.
With her hand tied behind her head, finding a knot seemed impossible.
Still, as his tongue continued to intertwine with hers, her fingers desperately flailed about.
He gently grabbed the back of her hair and pulled it back in response. "Mmphh!" She groaned in defiance.
Yet, he remained unmoved, his lips locked onto hers like a vice.
"Grrmph, Nrrgh!" Xia glared up at his dead, golden eye.
“The boss looked it up the other day. The world record for “longest kiss” is 59 hours,” One of the security guards informed his colleagues. “I think he wants to break the record. Hell, he probably wants to smash the record.”
Xia Lan's eyes widened when she heard these words.
“Hihghy Eihhgh houuh? Ih he cuaghy.” She protested and tried to wiggle away.
Still, her captor’s false eye glared unblinking at her. She didn’t know what was worse, that eye, made completely of solid, 24 karat gold, or his real one, which was an icy blue.
“Ho hucch youuheuh, ahhhoue!!” Xia closed her eyes.
She needed to focus on escape. The one thought that had kept her going through this long ordeal was gaining back her freedom, and getting back to…
Her heart melted at the though of being home, of seeing…
NO! She hardened herself. Escape first.
Escape, and ripping that stupid golden eye from her captor’s skull.
Almost as if he knew she harbored thoughts of escape, he returned his fingers to work, pinching one of her nipples again and instantly breaking her concentration!
"Nrrt!" she flailed about, and she kicked her legs out.
The ropes around her ankles held fast, and her legs remained crossed.
She twisted her waist, but his arms held her in place.
She moved her face back and forth, but his face remained glued to hers.
"Luegh nhe ho! I uuiuu chiuu you, I huueau!!!!!"
Time continued to tick away as the kiss went on longer and longer.
As he held the kiss, Xia cursed her Kidnapper. More than that, she cursed the day she entered this wretched country.
Five years earlier...
Xia Lan stared at the photos of the bound and gagged women on the stage, committing their features to memory.
All three were attractive, beautiful in fact, and would fetch a great price, she was sure.
They clad in black bras and thongs, with their hands tied behind their backs, and mouths gagged with thick, white clothes.
“Three our own agents, they went undercover in Muzzaria three months ago and we lost contact. Now they show up here at a slave auction.” Robert Stevenson pointed at the pictures and took a drag from his cigarette.
Xia leaned back and lifted the photo slightly before looking over her shoulder. The wide brim of her hat shaded her from the punishing New Zealand summer sun, and hopefully would protect the image from any nosy passers by.
“Why don’t you just show it to the whole cafe.” Robert cracked.
“Hey, you picked the spot.” Xia slid the photo back to him.
“Yeah I cant be far, Trailey’s recital is tonight.” He took another drag from the cigarette and then a sip from his coffee.
Robert appeared like the classic hardened agent on the outside, constant wise cracks, disheveled suit, perpetual five o’clock shadow, but in the two years he had been her handler, she also learned that he was a dedicated family man, and his daughter was his world.
The small cafe they were seated outside of was located in a town about 45 minutes from Robert’s home.
It seemed like a cute spot, but in the middle of a weekday afternoon, was anything but busy.
No doubt Robert had chosen a place where they hopefully wouldn’t draw attention.
Unfortunately, that was a hard thing for Xia.
She grew up in Hong Kong, and her beauty reached transcendental levels the moment she matured.
With a body that belonged in a comic book and a face that could cause the downfall of nations, Xia received lecherous looks everywhere she went.
Unwanted attention was what Xia was used, and why she had no doubt been brought into Interpol
Even now, with her wide brim hat and large sunglasses, she could feel men watching her as they walked up and down the small town street. Equally, she could feel their envious eyes on Robert, wondering how a guy like him scored a woman like Xia.
If they only knew. She smiled and took a sip from her coffee.
“So, another job for the Unconquered Goddess?” She smiled at him.
“Not so fast,” He sighed. “There’s something fishy here.”
“After all this time, you still don’t trust me?” She feigned shock.
“I worry about you.” He huffed.
Xia had graduated from Interpol's six-month training program, aced the written test, and joined the organization at 18.
The youngest graduate in their history. She endured day after day of sexual harassment and patiently waited for her opportunity.
Her early days of supervised fieldwork often saw her undercover in a bikini as her male supervising officer "staked out" their target while rubbing lotion on her backside for hours.
Xia had endured those first two years thanks to her lover, whom she had met in the training program.
After every exhausting stake out, every bust, her lover was there, waiting for her at home.
As the time passed, the two of them began to build a life together, motivating each other, pushing each other, knowing that this wasn’t all there was to life.
Xia earned her stripes two years later and became an independent field agent, and thats’ when she was introduced to Robert Stevenson.
Robert was gruff and distant at first, but as they worked case after case together, they grew closer, and Robert began to treat Xia like his other daughter.
Those first two years were harrowing for Xia.
Interpol assigned her to the human trafficking department as per her wishes.
Working as an undercover operative chasing Human traffickers is a sweet gig for male agents.
After all, human trafficking carries shorter prison sentences than murder in most countries.
Therefore, these busts are less likely to devolve into shootouts.
For female officers, Human trafficking is a dangerous matter, especially for attractive female officers and even more so for an earth-shattering beauty such as Xia,
who tried to avoid missions where she posed as a potential target and instead would go undercover as a buyer or a member of a rival organization.
However, as soon as the slavery outfits caught sight of her, she became their top target.
Fortunately, two things worked in Xia's favor: her skilled hand-to-hand combat skills and the fact that her pursuers often underestimated her due to her looks.
Whenever she started an op, her skills were sufficient to protect her.
Still, even Xia could only fight off so many people.