The last thing Jim’s boss said to him before he left was, “If you are about to be captured take the cyanide pill. We cannot have the information in your head slipping into the wrong hands.”
Jim had rehearsed this a hundred times or more but he had never anticipated watching someone die from cyanide. The other agent he was working with took her cyanide pill as soon as they realized they would be overrun. He had watched in horror as fluids ran from her mouth and nose and her body shook violently. She appeared to be in a tremendous amount of pain before she finally passed over to the other side. Jim stood there staring at his pill contemplating his own death when he felt a sharp pain to the chest and then heard a gun. The bullet had traveled faster than the sound. Jim dropped to the ground thankful that the shooter had taken his life rather than having to take his own life.
Jim woke up with a pounding headache and found himself tied to a chair. He looked down at his chest and was shocked to see that everything seemed to be in place. There was a small drop of blood where he had felt the bullet but no gaping hole and he was breathing fine. Had he imagined the shot? He said to himself, “I thought I was dead” but his captors heard him too.
A large man with an East European accent laughed and said, “Ha, you thought we shot you with bullets. You Americans are so stupid. That was a tranquilizer gun you heard. We need information so you’re no good to us dead.”
Jim looked around the room and realized there were three very scary looking men in the room. The leader came up to him and alcohol poured off his breath. He said, “What were you doing in the secret police headquarter building?”
Jim answered, “I was with that woman. She never told me why we went in there.”
The man smashed the backside of his hand across Jim’s face and screamed, “Liar.” Jim could feel blood running down his face. He knew no one can withstand torture very long so he needed to make up something to give them. If he gave into too quick they would know he was making up information and if he took too long he might give into the torture.
Jim responded back, “Fuck you.”
The man punched him in the gut so hard that Jim spit up blood.
One of the other men stepped forward and said, “If you kill him they will make a grave big enough for four stupid. That is not how you get someone to talk. You have to use gentle persuasion.”
The tone told Jim that this man was more psychotic than the first but he had a deliberate and focused approach. The man pulled a gun and said, “Let me show me right you now Agent Osberg that this gun is loaded.” The man dropped the clip and showed it to Jim.
He saw Jim was surprised that he knew who he was. He said, “Don’t worry, your wife and child are sleeping safely but my men have your home in America surrounded.”
Jim snapped, “You’re lying.”
As soon as he said it he regretted it. He had just exposed a weakness. He quickly added, “I’m not even married.”
The man took the gun and held it Jim’s testicles and said, “Really? If you lie to me again you will be short one testicle.”
Jim couldn’t be sure but he was fairly positive that they could not know who his family was. He said, “I’m not married.” The man took the gun and jammed it hard into his balls. The pain was overwhelming. Jim screamed out and vomited right before he passed out.
Jim woke up to ice-cold water being thrown on him. The same three men were in the room with him but they weren’t touching him anymore. Finally the one man who had hit him in the balls came over and said, “I guess you and the mechanic get to have a little chat. I didn’t even know he was still alive but you’ll get to meet him.”
Jim tried not to display the utter panic he was feeling. The mechanic was an animal who mixed torture with truth serum to get his victims to talk. Just to add to the fear level he randomly kills some of the people he tortures and randomly lets some live. Jim had seen the pictures of other agents who had met the mechanic and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to survive the ordeal. Jim pissed his pants. The other three men looked down at the growing puddle and laughed. One of them said, “I guess he’s heard of him.”
They went back to their table and started drinking whiskey. The third man received a call on his cell phone and then hung up. He said, “He’s here.”
The mechanic stepped into the room with a black bag. He had the face of a wolf. His eyes were cold and he looked as if he took pleasure in other people’s pain. The mechanic said, “Is that him?”
One of the brutes pointed towards Jim and said, “What do you think?”
The mechanic replied back, “Don’t get smart with me.”
The mechanic then walked to a bag, took out a syringe and vial, and proceeded to fill the syringe. He walked towards Jim and said, “Agent Jim Osberg. Do you like to get high? I hope so because I am about to send you to happy land.” He turned to the other men, “Hold his right arm.”
Jim pointlessly tried to struggle as the needle went into his vein. He watched the mechanic inject the liquid and almost immediately felt a warm sensation on his brain. The mechanic said, “Good Jim. Don’t fight it. It feels so good to relax.” Jim was trying to fight it but his head suddenly felt so heavy and dropped forward. He felt so good that for a moment he forgot this was an interrogation technique.
The mechanic stepped forward and placed a drill to Jim’s left hand. He asked, “What were you doing in the secret police headquarters?”
Jim dreamily replied, “I don’t know. I followed that woman into the place.”
The drill came on and the mechanic started to drill into Jim’s hand. The pain was completely unbearable and Jim screamed. Just then the door came crashing in and men burst into the room. They shot the three men who had captured him and the mechanic.
Jim passed out again.
Jim woke up on a nice soft bed with a beautiful Asian woman in a nurse’s outfit standing over him. Jim tried to sit up but she gently put her hand on his shoulder and pushed him back down. She said, “Stay in bed Jim. You’ve been through a lot and you’re still very heavily drugged. We are still trying to determine what the mechanic gave you. Two agents will be here to debrief you. Now just relax and enjoy the soft comfortable feeling of the bed.”
Jim was shocked at how soothing her voice and words were. It was partly the drugs, partly the shock of waking up in a hospital bed but push that aside and he still found her words very relaxing. He leaned back in the bed and closed his eyes.
A few minutes later two men in suits came in. One of them said, “Agent Osberg? I am Agent Quinn and this is Agent Phillips. Are you feeling well enough to debrief us on your mission?”
Jim did not recognize these men. “Where is my boss?”
Agent Quinn said, “He is in route but we want to know why we lost Agent Johnson but you survived.”
Jim forgot about that. Jim said, “Oh yes, the drugs made me forget we lost her. OK. Give me the password and I’ll debrief you.”
The two men stood up and one of them said, “Go ahead and get some rest. We’ll wait for everyone else to arrive.”
Jim thought something was fishy. They seemed to be pressing him for information until he asked for the password. Just then the nurse came back in. She said, “How are you feeling Jim?”
Jim said, “I wish that drug would wear off. I am disoriented and I feel nauseous.”
The nurse said, “I can give you something for the nausea but it will actually make you sleepier.” Jim didn’t care. He could then get some sleep while he waited for his boss.
Jim replied, “Sure, give me the nausea medicine.”
The nurse disappeared and came back with a really long needle. Jim started to panic and sit up. She pushed him back down and said, “Relax silly, this needle goes into your IV not your arm.” She pushed the serum into the IV and Jim immediately felt relief from his nausea. He also felt like his hands and head were balloons. Jim watched the nurse as she moved around his hospital bed checking the various machines attached to him.
He said, “You’re beautiful. Do you want to go out?”
She lightly patted him on the face and said, “You’re married and have children.”
Jim smiled and said, “Sorry, I forgot I was married. I guess the drug and your beauty were too much for me to handle. Can I ask your name?”
She stepped in front of him, held her name badge and began moving it back and forth in front of his eyes. It caught the light from overhead and reflected back into Jim’s eyes. She said, “Go ahead and read it for yourself Jim.”
She continued to move the name badge back and forth and Jim seemed frozen by the reflecting light. Jim strained to read her name badge but the reflecting light was tiring his eyes. Her name was Li.
She continued for a few minutes and then said, “Just relax Jim and let Li take care of you. You are in safe hands now and you do not have a care of worry in the world. Your eyes are becoming so heavy and you are becoming so relaxed. Sit back and enjoy the wonderful anti-nausea medicine I gave you. Enjoy the wonderfully relaxing sound of my voice.”
Jim’s head was spinning and his eyes were struggling to stay open. He wanted to get some sleep but he also wanted to flirt with Li. She said, “Jim, you are struggling too much. You need your rest. Now be a good obedient patient and obey your nurse. Feel your eyes growing heavier and heavier as sleep quickly overtakes your body and your mind. Your thoughts are becoming foggy and you are finding it very difficult to resist my suggestions to sleep. You must be a good patient and obey your nurse. Are you a good patient Jim?”
Jim sleepily replied through his foggy mind, “Yes.”
Li continued, “Of course you are. You are a very good patient who will obey his nurse. The drug has made you sleepy and my voice has made you feel very relaxed. You are finding it quite easy to relax and drift off into a wonderful world of sleep. That’s a good boy Jim. Close those heavy eyes and sleep for me.” Jim couldn’t fight it anymore. A smile grew across his face as his eyes slowly shut.
Li watched him drift off and then said, “Jim, I am your nurse and I know best. When I say ‘now’ you will stand up, completely undress, and lie back down on the bed. Now.”
Jim obeyed and in less than a minute was completely naked on the bed. Li undressed and continued her induction. She said, “You said I am very beautiful. I want you to imagine making love to me and as you do, describe to me what you are experiencing.”
The smile on Jim’s face intensified and he began describing what was going on in his mind. “I am gently kissing your neck from behind you. I am reaching around you and gently stroking your nipples. You are moaning in pleasure and telling me you have always wanted me.”
As Jim continued his description she watched him become fully erect. She said, “That’s enough Jim you big stud. I want you now. I am going to climb on top of you and begin riding you. You are a very obedient patient Jim. As I ascend and descend you will find yourself being drawn deeper and deeper into a submissive and obedient state of mind. As the pleasure intensifies and you feel yourself moving towards orgasm your desire to submit to me and to obey me will also intensify. When you orgasm you will belong to me and will obey me without question. Do you understand little Jimmy?”
Jim had not been called little Jimmy since his childhood but he wanted Li so badly that he didn’t care what she called him. Besides, he felt so submissive towards her already that it seemed perfectly natural. Li climbed on top of him and began to ride him. As she rode him she chanted, “Submit to me. Obey me. Submit to me. Obey me.”
Li continued this mantra over and over as she rode up and down on Jim. She could see Jim succumbing to the pleasure and to her hypnotic powers. Then she said, “Jimmy, I want you to repeat that you belong to me and when you orgasm I want you to scream it. You cannot orgasm until I allow you to.”
Li continued to ride Jim as he repeated over and over, “I belong to Li.”
She could feel his body convulsing and she knew if she waited too long his orgasm would become painful so she decided to end the torment. She said, “Okay my submissive and obedient little Jimmy. You may orgasm when you’re ready.”
She no sooner said that when Jim exploded and screamed “I belong to Li.” Then he slumped over on the bed in a very deep trance.
Li said, “Jimmy, who do you belong to and who will you obey and submit to without question?”
Jim replied, “I belong to Li. I will obey and submit to Li without question.”
Li smiled as her chief came into the room. She said, “Jimmy, a few friends of mine have some questions for you. A friend of mine is a friend of yours and you will answer anything they ask you without hesitation and you will not withhold any information. Is that clear?”
Jim replied, “Yes Li, without question.”
Two hours later Jim’s mission had been compromised and was common knowledge to his captors and the enemy. Li’s chief said, “We’re done with him. Work your magic and I’ll see you when you get back into the country.”
Li said, “Yes sir.” She turned to Jim and said, “Jimmy dear. It is time for me to go now. You have been such a good obedient little boy that I’m going to give you a little present. Would you like a little present from your master and queen?”
Jim said, “Yes master, I would love a present from you.”
Li said, “I enjoyed making love to you and would love to occasionally see you again or even just talk to you on the phone. I am putting a cell phone in your personal belongings. Anytime the phone rings and the caller ID reads out my name your mind will return to this obedient and submissive state. You will answer any questions I have for you and if I command it, you will come to meet me. Do you understand my submissive little love slave?”
Jim replied, “Yes master.”
Li said, “Good boy. I am going to make love to you again and when you orgasm this time you will fall asleep. A regular nurse will awaken you and you will believe this whole encounter with me was nothing but a dream. I was only the night time nurse and we did not make love except in your dreams. Although you will not understand why you have this cell phone you will never show it to anyone, tell anyone about it or discard it. Do you understand?”
Again Jim replied, “Yes master.”
Li said, “Good boy. Now I want your penis fully erect so I can screw you into oblivion.” Jim’s penis went erect at his master’s command. Li climbed on top of him and rode him until he exploded in pleasure. His eyes fluttered shut and he fell into a deep sleep.
“Mr. Osberg? Wake up Mr. Osberg.” Jim woke up to an older woman in a nurse’s outfit shaking him awake. She said, “According to your chart you are free to go home. Do you have someone to pick you up?”
Jim was confused and disoriented. He said, “Where am I?”
The older nurse said, “You’re in a hospital in Baltimore. Your chart says your wife has been called.”
Jim got out of bed and as he did he remembered his dream of making love to that beautiful Asian nurse that had admitted him. He said, “Have you seen my coat?”
The nurse looked at Jim with a puzzled look. She replied, “The chart indicates you came in wearing the clothes you are in right now. Are you okay to check out today?”
Jim needed to find out what happened. He had to check out. He said, “Yes, I’m fine. I think the nausea medicine they gave me made me groggy.”
The nurse was just about to tell him he wasn’t given any medication when two men wearing suits came in. They flashed badges and asked her to step out. One agent said, “Agent Osberg, you failed to abort your mission. Can you tell us what happened?”
Jim looked at them. He recognized them. Jim said, “What is the password?”
One agent replied back, “Beelzebub.”
Jim was satisfied. “We were surrounded by enemy agents. Meg took her cyanide pill and as I went to take mine I was shot in the chest. When I woke up I was in here. That is all I remember.”
Jim realized he shouldn’t be checking out with a gunshot wound to the chest so he ripped open his jacket. There was a large welt and his chest was heavily bruised. The agent said, “Looks like your bullet proof vest saved your life.”
Jim was confused. He didn’t wear a bullet proof vest but he didn’t say anything.
The agent said, “You can debrief the mission on Monday. Go home and get some rest. We cannot be sure but we believe the enemy knew you were coming and laid in wait for our agents.”
Jim’s wife burst into the hospital room crying and hugged Jim. The agents excused themselves and left Jim to his wife and kids. As she kissed Jim and told him how scared she was all Jim could picture was making love to Li in his dream.
Jim’s wife drove him home. As he unpacked his belongings he found a cell phone. He didn’t know why but he hid it from everyone and said nothing about it. Jim’s wife iced his chest and asked him what happened. She knew he wouldn’t tell her but she asked anyway. She knew Jim had lost his partner because the agents had told her. Being the loving wife that she is she decided to give Jim a sedative so he could sleep off the stressful failed mission. As Jim drifted off to sleep visions of Li pumping him flashed through his mind. He fell asleep wit h a smile. His wife was happy to see him smiling and left him there.
Li programmed Jim’s cell phone number into her cell phone. She figured it would be a few weeks before Jim was given a new assignment. Whether Jim knew it or not he would be briefing her on everything his agency was up to. If the agency ever caught onto him she would erase his memory and self-destruct his phone. She hated living in America with the enemy but Jim and the other agents made great sex partners. She laughed as the thought to herself, “Too bad they couldn’t remember how much they enjoyed it.”