Oh Shit, Fossy! I didn’t see this twist coming. You definitely belong in that great pantheon of British spy thriller writers. Kudos!His voice was deep and cold, as he replied, “You can drop the act; I know what you are,” he pursed his lips and furrowed his brow. “With your tight-fitting dress and seductively pouting face that would drive any man crazy, what are you, Directorate K?”
Finally, the excruciating current flow ceased, and Yulia lay on the bench choking and sobbing, her whole body twitching with the after effects. Her toes still pointed as if in some sort of petrified state, while her fingers clawed helplessly at the bench. The vulnerable girl’s body was still unable to calm itself. Blonde hair hung in soaking wet clumps around her head, her nipple teats solid, and her skin shone with a covering of sweat. The electrodes attached to her genitals felt red hot between her slender, perspiration drenched thighs.