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The room brightens from an ominous glow to reveal Paisley and Galas laid out in a body pile amongst a bag of sinister items. The pair awaken concerned for each other’s well-being and at a loss as to how they’ve arrived at the current point. They briefly recall memories of casual activity before being attacked and forced into potential kidnapping. The ladies discover a note at the corner of the bed which happens to be an invite to the world’s greatest spy agency. The catch is that only one of them can be the recipient as they must compete to find the room’s secret data. With regards to each other’s safety they hesitate as they attempt to escape their quarters. The two attempt to use the obvious door to escape the room, but conduct an electric shock through the nob that drains their vitality leaving them in a provocative body pile.
They come to, gradually getting to their feet as they swear to get revenge against whoever is behind their predicament. Their protest is cut short by pheromone gas that clouds the room as well as their senses. They clutch each other, trying to stay upright but their knees give way. They press face-to-face to withstand the dulling effects of the spray, but slowly drift to dreamland. Eventually they recover and in the heat of their entrapment engage in a steamy round of smooching. Their entanglement then becomes a bit messy as they clash for who will receive the invitation and Paisley sets if off with a sleeperhold to Galas. Galas strains in the submission hold but is knocked out by her racy rival.
Paisley begins the hunt for the data stash while Galas is left reeling as she seeks consciousness. She catches Paisley off guard with a sleeperhold of her own, regretful that she has to inflict such pain on her pupil. Paisley slumps to her ass as her consciousness is sapped. She squirms around begging for Galas to let up, but the stakes are too high. Paisley’s lights go out giving Galas ample time to scour Paisley’s figure for any hidden data. Paisley ends up stripped to her nylons and lacy bra before she awakens and Galas opts to keep her advantage. Another sleeperhold is fastened across Paisley’s throat causing her to moan for mercy as she frantically wriggles. Galas buys more sand for her hourglass as she observes the contents of the packed bag. Her little scouting session is interrupted as Paisley approaches from behind to stun her with several face punches and disarm her for her blackjack. Paisley lands a number of blows to the head of Galas, sending her to her knees for another set of strikes. Galas lays in the derri “air” position at her wit’s end, pleading for Paisley to spare her. A final strike of the club cleans her clock and Paisley’s back in command.
Paisley actually comes to the realization of her stripped garments and the possibility that the data may be on her opposition. She gropes Galas as she searches her tight-fitting bodysuit for it, but comes up short. The constant shuffling stirs Galas awake causing Paisley to retrieve some protection from the bag. Acquired is a can of pheromone spray that’s applied to Galas’ stripped bodysuit and clasped to her face. Stricken with lust, Paisley can’t help but lip locks with her foe as she’s vulnerable and aroused. Her sights return to the mission as she smothers Galas to unconsciousness in a rueful manner. Again, she continues to search Galas for the drive, but gets caught up in the allure of her voluptuous figure.
Galas once again shows signs of life and Paisley quickly retrieves a tranquilizer gun from the bag. As she lifts Galas to her feet she promises her that she’ll be safe, but the void in trust leads to a tussle for the pistol. Their scuffle is interrupted with another cloud of pheromone gas that turns their fight to fondles and smooching. Paisley forces Galas onto the bed and mounts her in dominant fashion. They intensely trib, thighs to groins and swapping saliva as they fiend for each other. Paisley goes for the full mount, grinding into Galas’ pussy causing her to moan in ecstacy. Paisley then uses her window of opportunity to plant a shot into Galas’ midsection. Galas finds the strength to reverse the gun on Paisley and plant a shot into her midriff as well. They exchange another pair of shots and grow increasingly weak to the point of depletion.
They lie face-to-face, tongue kissing as they enjoy the last bits of each other’s essence until completely passing out. Galas awakens once more finding herself craving Paisley’s body and goes to undo her bra. To her dismay she discovers the hidden data that the agency mentioned. She motions to make a break from the room but is stopped short as a mist to the face halts her in place. She topples over a comatose Paisley and neither girl successfully fulfills the agency’s objective. Was the agency truly seeking for one of the ladies to overcome the other or was there something more devious in store? The only certainty is that their fates rest in its hands as they lie spent for its desires.
Included: Electrocution KO, Pheromone / chloroform spray KOs, Sleeperhold KOs, Blackjack KO, Bodysuit smother KO, Tranquilizer pistol double KO, Derri “air” KO poses, Limb checks, Gunplay, Stripping, Tribbing / grinding, Fondling, Makeouts, French kissing, Groping, Body worship, Body piles
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