Agent Smith Trapped in the Dungeon – BDSM

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Agent Smith chronicles-she gets more than she bargained for.

Agent Natasha Smith had been with the bureau for six years now. She all the time aspired to be part of the National Investigative Bureau, and when she finally got the job, she invested her whole self into it. Over the last two or three years, it had become a place that she felt in tune with. The rules were very lenient, and there was a lot of latitude given to the agents. She was currently working on a few different cases officially. Still, like most of the other agents of her same mindset, they all the time worked a few on the side. These cases were off the books because they had no legal justification for pursuing them technically. Still, they would typically build the needed justification after they found enough evidence to move forward and put forth an actual case.

Natasha was the perfect example of somebody that was married to their job; she had absolutely no one in her life and nothing in her life besides work. Sure, she ran and tried to stay fit, but that was only because she felt it was necessary for her job. Every guy at work had hit on her, but she never gave in. She knew half of how she got her place in the bureau was how attractive she was, and the hopes of male supervisors that they would see what her tight body looked like without her suit covering it. But she was hyper-focused on her job. Not the people there.

She was currently running to off-the-books cases. But the one that she was working on today was the Nelson’s. She would discover financially successful people and try to get into their lives and figure out if there was anything she could use against them. This worked wonderfully in the past for her and many of her coworkers. It would eventually turn into a situation where they could extort money from them or discover something that could be turned into a crime. In their minds, it was doing whatever they needed to reach the outcome they sought, finding criminals that were staying under the radar.

Over the last few months, Agent Smith had found nothing she could use legally. Still, her curiosity and interest in the Nelsons had become almost obsessive. After her first drone overflight, where she had gotten aerial footage of their property, she became hooked. She watched as something went down in front of the large white house on the beach in front of a small lake. She literally watched from the beginning as the mail escorted the female out onto the beach, tied her onto a chaise lounge out there, and had his way with her. She had all the time been very vanilla when it came to sex, not that that mattered lately as she hadn’t had anyone in her life in quite a while. But she caught herself watching the video over and over for days on end after she found it.

This caused her to dig more into the purchasing habits of the two. She saw that both of them had purchased online from adult toy sellers over the last couple of years. The male had done much more shopping, but they were both participating. She even went as far as to look into specific purchases finding numerous exciting toys in their past shopping carts. She fantasized about having someone buy these objects and use them on her like they were doing to each other.

Beyond that, she had gotten into online document storage for both of them. She had found stories and letters they had written to each other that only made her more and more jealous of the sexually charged relationship they had. She tried to get into their home security system, and eventually, using the bureau’s software and reach, she did get in but saw that none of the cameras were seeing anything of value. They were purely used for security on the exterior of the home.

She pulled some strings to get house layouts and developed a reasonably good 3-D map. Agent Smith spent almost 8 months digging into the lives of the Nelsons. She found nothing illegal, but she was addicted to the personas she had created of them. It was a pair of middle-aged but attractive people who seemed to have an extremely open-minded sex life together. All she knew was that she was extremely jealous, and she couldn’t stop herself or her obsession to continuing to watch them from afar.

In the ninth month of her investigation she found her case load especially light and she was particularly upset about her lack of prospects at work, and she decided to physically get into their home one day when they were out. She had developed a fairly robust account of their movements. She felt comfortable picking a window to escape without being caught or found out. She had found some text messages between them recently that told her they were planning an overnight trip to a hotel a couple hours away, and she chose that to be the evening that she got in.

She procured all the electronic equipment to defeat their home security and surveillance systems. She was preparing herself for the intrusion that Thursday night.

When Thursday afternoon rolled around, she put herself in place a few miles away from their home. She set up all of her equipment in the back of her sport utility vehicle. When she watched their GPS signals get onto the highway heading east, she knew she had at least 24 hours to reach her goal. Her goal? She wasn’t even sure what she was doing; she had nothing to look for; she was just obsessed; she just wanted to get in and see what this life they were living looked like.

She didn’t admit it to herself, but she just wanted to go in and touch things they had felt, walk in the rooms they walked in every day, and maybe even lay down on the sheets they slept in. Still, she really didn’t know what she was doing. She was not behaving logically. She was just reacting to the emptiness inside herself. She moved towards the home in her vehicle; she used the radio frequency emitter to open their security gate and drove up the driveway towards the house. She parked right in the driveway because as she was pulling up, she dropped the code into the surveillance cameras remotely that blocked their signal, causing them to send a recorded loop from the day before over and over. She used the same radio frequency transmitter to open the garage door, and as she walked in, she closed it behind her looking around, taking it all in.

She had used her phone to log into their security system. She disabled it, which allowed her to open the door from the garage into the house. She walked around in awe, she had tried to imagine what they lived in, what the pictures of their life would look like, she had seen them out in about through surveillance, but for her to be able to open up their drawers and see all the clothes they owned made her feel much closer to them.

She held Lynns underwear feeling what it felt like between her fingers. She dug through the basket of socks that Alan wore every day, and she just tried to do anything she could to be close to these people whom she had been watching from afar for almost a year. She spent nearly an hour looking, trying to see intimate details about them. The main thing she noticed was that she didn’t discover a single item attached to their crazy sex lives that she had become obsessed with. Not even a single vibrator in the nightstand drawer.

Her main curiosity was the large part of the basement that seemed missing from all of the blueprints she could discover in the files. She thought if this was where she would discover the less public side of these two people she was learning about. She quickly found the access door from the closet where the basement’s sump pump was contained. Her heart fluttered as she walked into the dark room, hoping to see something scandalous, but she found only shelves of files. She continued to the end, where she discovered yet another hidden door. Her heart again began beating quickly. She knew this had to be it, and as she walked through, she saw another door, this one clad in steel. It almost looked like the door of a castle or a dungeon.

Her body was buzzing with excitement. She said this looked like a dungeon; all the web searches they had made, all the purchases they had delivered to their home, and all of the articles they wrote for each other revolved around what she hoped to discover in this room. And when she walked in and flipped the switch, the room illuminated dimly with red lights, and she saw everything she wanted. She instantly caught herself getting wet as the sexual excitement rolled over her. She walked around, touching and feeling everything in the room. She fantasized about being part of this room, having someone dominate her and use her in this room. Being able to look at the wall of toys and know that they have been used on her and used by her. She felt like she was only the brush of a fingertip from cumming in her pants.

About an hour before Agent Smith stumbled into his sex dungeon, Alan had got a weird notification from the camera at the end of his driveway, the one that was on a separate Internet user account from the main one at his house, and when he saw a vehicle pull through that he didn’t recognize, he told Lynn and they both decided they needed to get home and see what was going on.

Alan was also notified that their surveillance system was unavailable and the door alarms were no longer active. It was all quite curious as he didn’t think that was something a regular thief could do. But if it was, they were prepared. He had been running a parallel security and surveillance system just in case his main one failed, not in case somebody hacked the design but in case there was a hardware issue etc. As he discovered today, it proved to be well worth his time and money.

Alan and Lynn raced home, the whole time, Lynn watching the cameras by the gate to see if anyone had left, but as they drew within just a few minutes of their home, no one had left the property. From activity on their motion sensors it seemed as if the intruder may have made their way into their Dungeon. As they got close, Lynn asked “Can we watch the cameras in the dungeon from here?”

Alan said “No, I’ve made it so those can only be accessed locally at the house. I didn’t want that footage ever getting out. But as soon as we get on the property, I can get on our Wi-Fi, and I will be able to see those cameras assuming the motion sensors are correct and they actually found the access down there.”

Agent Smith felt like she was in a candy shop. She didn’t even figure out what some of these contraptions were or how some of the toys hanging on the walls were worked. Still, she knew that these two people whom she had been obsessed with for the past many months, she knew that they used them on each other; she knew that they enjoyed them together, and she knew that she wanted to discover a way to come close to that experience before she had to leave.

She stripped down to her panties as she walked around the room, taking different objects off the wall, touching them, smelling them, and trying to turn them on, if they could be turned on. The obvious ones like dildos or vibrating toys she tried and experimented with them. She just played around with some of the less obvious ones, trying to see if she could understand its purpose. She caught herself leaning towards some of the dungeon furniture; she wondered maybe she could just bind Herself in it and play with herself a little bit. Perhaps that would make her feel closer to these two people; maybe she would get the sexual energy that they had.

Agent Smith found herself in front of the St. Andrew’s cross. It was pretty obvious how it worked, and she first bound her ankles and then her left hand. She obviously couldn’t bind her other hand, but she figured she would keep that one free so she could play with herself, and it would be as close to the experience as she would get. She got her hand buckled in, took the toy she had been holding onto, and began to play with herself.

Alan and Lynn parked at the gate and moved up towards the house. Alan had grabbed the flashlight from his trunk. As they moved towards the house, Lynn stayed close behind him as he could see much better than she could. She was also using her phone to get into the cameras to see if there had been any intrusion into the dungeon. As soon as the feed popped up, she squeezed Alan’s shoulder, and he paused. She whispered “There is a woman in the dungeon!”

He said “It’s a chick? And wait, where in the dungeon? What is she trying to take from the dungeon?” Lynn just said without expression; “She’s on the St Andrews cross right now; somebody actually broke into our house and is playing with themself in the dungeon.”

Alan didn’t like the sound of this because it just didn’t make sense. He and Lynn got to the house, and he silently got them into the garage. He went to the fuse box and turned off the power to the house; he began moving through the home’s first level, clearing it quickly. Knowing anyone in the house would be in the dark and disoriented.

Natasha, who was halfway to making herself cum on the cross, was startled when the lights went out. It threw her because it was completely dark, and she lacked situational awareness. She just paused, waiting for them to pop back on, hopefully. She didn’t know that while she was frozen sitting there waiting for the lights to come back on, Alan was moving quickly through the house, making sure there was no one else there. Still, she sat there motionless, hoping the lights would come on after a moment so she could understand how to get out of the bindings. Actually, so she could finish what she was doing and then get out of the bindings.

Alan moved through the open door into the back part of the basement his bright flashlight made it easy to navigate. He silently opened the door, and in the cone of light from his flashlight he saw a woman attached to the cross sitting there motionless. He moved towards her, keeping the light on her face, blinding her, and when he was right on top of her, he grabbed her one unbound hand and pulled it quickly up to the strap and tightened it. She sat utterly silent, unsure of what just happened as Alan yelled up to Lynn to turn the power back on.

Lynn had been standing waiting at the fuse box and when she heard the signal she hit the lights and ran to the basement. The lights popped on, and Alan cautioned the intruder against any struggling. He said it would be useless and that they would be calling the police.

Lynn walked into the room soon after, instantly questioning the woman on what she was doing in their home. The questions were coming too fast for Natasha; she didn’t know what to do. It had gone so differently in her mind when she planned it out. While Lynn continued questioning her Alan was looking for something to cover up her naked lower body; Lynn said, “No, leave her like that. I want to know why she was in our house and especially why she’s down here playing with herself”.

Natasha went from being scared to thinking of anything she could do to get away in her mind. Still, now that she realized she couldn’t run, she tried to play any cards she could think of. She began spouting accusations that if they didn’t immediately let her go, she would be telling everyone about all the stuff she found in their home. She also mentioned numerous things she had watched them do on their property. Her training was all the time to begin making up accusations until the subject gave in out of fear of the feds. To that, Lynn immediately threw back that “having a bunch of sex toys isn’t against the law. It’s definitely not as bad as breaking and entering like you just did.”

Alan said, “How about if you tell us why you’re here? We won’t make you just disappear. I mean, I could make sure this night never happened, and you just wouldn’t be here anymore.”

Lynn then said, “Or how about if you explain why you’re down here I don’t take this and start beating you with it.” As she stood there holding a thin cane rod.

Alan said, “Based on the fact that we found her playing with your dildo, she might just like that.” She stood there naked from the waist down with her shirt still on.

Lynn walked over and said “If we’re going to make this uncomfortable, let’s make it really uncomfortable” she then grabbed Alan’s knife from his pocket and cut Natasha’s shirt and bra off, leaving her naked on the cross.

Throughout this, Natasha was going back and forth between asking to be allowed to leave, to demanding she be released; she then went all the way to threatening all the things she was gonna do. The noise was becoming too much for him to think, so Alan grabbed a gag and put it in her mouth, giving Lynn and him a little bit of peace and quiet for a moment. He looked at Lynn and said “OK, what should we do with this.”

Natasha kept mumbling through her gag, so Lynn said “Let’s walk upstairs and figure it out.”

As soon as they got out of earshot, Alan said, “This is crazy, this chick broke in here and strapped herself into our sex furniture, and then she tried to threaten us! Just the audacity makes me want her locked up forever”.

Lynn said, “So I looked and the camera footage shows her going in there tying herself into this equipment, so then what would’ve happened when we turned the power off?”

Alan responded, “I don’t think I have that on any sort of back up, so the cameras are probably off now, not showing anything after she strapped herself in and we killed the power”

Lynn said “Well I think it’s pretty obvious if that footage ever needed to be used that we didn’t do anything wrong and that she was obviously the one that came in here and did some weird stuff so I don’t think we have to worry about anything coming back on us.”

Alan then said “I wasn’t thinking about that, but I’m glad you did I just want her punished for invading our privacy. And what was all she said about how she’s been watching us? Some of the things events she talked about really happened, so I feel like she has been spying on us. I just feel like I need to hear the real reason she is here so I can not worry about this anymore”

Lynn then said, “, Well, we have everything necessary in there to interrogate somebody; let’s go in and see what we can get out of her.”

Alan said, “good plan babe let’s do it.”

They walked in, and Natasha began mumbling again through her gag as she saw them. Alan said, “Listen, lady, we’ll give you one chance to start telling us what’s happening here. When I take this gag out you don’t tell me exactly what you are doing here and why, then we’re going to hurt you! if you look around this room, there are many things in here for me to use to do that, and I’m more than comfortable doing it.”

With that, he removed her gag, and she began talking 100 miles an hour. She followed the same path that she took earlier; first, she was trying to negotiate, then she was trying to demand, and then she tried to begin blackmailing and threatening. Alan put his hand over her mouth and said, “Start explaining why you’re in my house, or we’re going to start hurting you.”

With that, Lynn grabbed one of the leather whips off the wall and struck her across her abdomen with it, which caused her to yelp. Alan asked, “What are you doing in our house?”

She started by pretending that she was doing an official investigation. Still, Lynn quickly interrogated that away because the woman had no substantiation to enter the house, much less a warrant, after a few more minutes of questioning with intermittent strikes, slaps, and whips, It was determined that she wasn’t there legally. In addition to the fact that she had no lawful reason to be there, it was starting to become evident that she was on the line of being a stalker. But they still didn’t feel like they were getting the whole story. It just didn’t add up.

With the amateur interrogation going poorly, Alan pulled Lynn apart and said he wondered they should take a different route and begin a less antagonistic path. She nodded her agreement and they walked back toward Natasha, who looked uneasy as if she was wondering what the judgment was. Alan told Lynn, “Get a blindfold and put it on her.” Natasha started questioning what they were doing, and they just ignored her. Once the blindfold was on, Alan began talking more gently and in a friendlier tone. He said, “OK, Natasha, we just want to get to the bottom of all this” As he was talking, he began feeling up her breast and playing with her nipple. She tried to pull away from him but, of course, could not. He said, “There’s no reason this has to be so uncomfortable. I mean, you’ve seen all the fun stuff we have in this room”. He continued playing with her nipple as he spoke. “I have no problem being much nicer to you; I just want you to tell me what’s going on. Be honest; you can’t blame us for being upset about all this, right?”

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