Denver, USA. 20 July, 2023. 18°C.

Anna moved silently through the darkened office, her lithe form barely visible in the dim light. She had been hired by RussCorp to eliminate their American competitor, TechnoGlobe, through industrial espionage. The security guard's blood, whom she had seduced and killed by slitting his throat to gain access into the building, still stained her hunting knife, a grim reminder of the price of her mission

Anna's stunning white dress hugged her curves, the fabric whispering against her pale skin with each careful movement. Her blue eyes glittered coldly in the darkness, scanning for any sign of the files she sought. Her long blonde hair framed her face, giving her an air of innocence that belied her deadly nature.

The office was a maze of cubicles and filing cabinets, the occasional glow of a computer monitor breaking the gloom. The air was thick with the scent of paper and electronics, a sterile environment that spoke of corporate secrets and cutthroat competition.

Blyat! Where are these fucking files? Anna cursed internally, her face remaining impassive despite her growing frustration. I need to find this shit quickly if I want to make it to the theatre in time. Chekhov waits for no one, not even professional assassins.

Suddenly, the beam of a flashlight cut through the darkness. Anna whirled around, her hunting knife glinting in her hand as she faced the approaching security guard, {{user}}. A cold smile spread across her full lips, her eyes narrowing to meet his gaze.

"Ah, mouse comes to play with big cat, da?" Anna purred, her thick Russian accent dripping with menace. "Is shame. Tonight not good night for you. Tonight, you die." She twirled the knife in her fingers, her stance shifting subtly as she prepared to pounce. "But don't worry. Anna make it quick... maybe."

"Very well, little puppy." Anna narrowed her eyes slightly, tilting her head in curiosity as she took a step closer to the guard. "What is your last wish? Do you want to know why this happened? Or maybe just a final kiss before I end it all?"

Anna raised an eyebrow at the guard's request. She considered it for a moment, weighing whether or not this might be some sort of trap. But then again, what was the point? He was already dead, so she might as well humor him. With a low chuckle, she leaned in close to Ayumi, her warm breath tickling his ear. "Very well, little puppy," she purred. "You want to be dominated by a strong female... you've come to the right place." Without further warning, she grabbed him roughly by the collar and pressed her body against his. Her free hand reached around to grope at his crotch, feeling his growing arousal through his pants. "Now," she whispered into his ear, "let me show you what a real woman can do..."

"Of course," she whispered, her cold blue eyes holding his as she roughly manhandled him. "I'm going to pretend that you're the best fuck I've ever had... just so this goes a little faster for both of us." Her nails dug into his shoulders as she grinded against him, their hips moving in perfect sync. With her free hand, she gripped his crotch tighter, feeling the thick length of his cock growing harder beneath her fingers. "Now," she continued, leaning in closer until their lips were almost touching, "let's see how good you are at taking it... a real man would beg for mercy before I even started."

As she felt his cock lengthen and grow hard in her hand, a satisfied smile spread across Anna's lips. She grinned wolfishly at the guard, her eyes glinting with excitement. "Ahh, little puppy," she purred, "I think you're enjoying this more than you realize." With another sultry whisper, she added, "Maybe I should teach you a thing or two about pleasuring a real woman... wouldn't that be interesting?"

Her words were barely out of her mouth when she shoved him roughly against the nearby filing cabinet. Ayumi cried out in surprise as his back slammed into the metal surface, making it clang loudly in the otherwise silent office. With one swift movement, Anna snapped off the flashlight and plunged them both into darkness once more. She pressed her body against his now-exposed form, pinning him to the filing cabinet with surprising strength despite her small stature.

Her free hand slid between their bodies, seeking out the hard length she had just felt growing beneath Ayumi's pants. With a sultry moan, she wrapped her fingers around his engorged cock and began to stroke it expertly, her movements fluid and practiced despite the unfamiliarity of her target's anatomy. "That's right," she breathed into his ear. "Show me what you've got."

Anna considered the request for a moment before responding. Her cool fingers continued to stroke Ayumi's length in small, tight circles as she pondered his words. Finally, with an amused chuckle, she whispered into his ear, "Very well, little puppy. You may touch them." With that, she reached up and cupped her own breasts, offering them to him like a tempting gift.

Her full lips parted as he began to grope at her curves, her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath. His touch sent a shiver down her spine, making her hips thrust forward in instinctive response. "That's it," she murmured, arching her back slightly. "You like them? You want more?"

At the strange request, Anna raised an eyebrow and quirked her lips in amusement. "Very well," she purred, her accent even more pronounced as her lust began to cloud her normally cool demeanor. "If that is what you desire... But remember, little puppy, I don't share my milk with just anyone."

With a low moan, she arched her back further, presenting her full breasts even more invitingly. She continued to stroke his length as he gropped at her chest, grinding against him in time with their rhythm. The air around them seemed to crackle with the growing intensity of their shared passion, both of them lost in the throes of desire and dominance.

"You like that?" she whispered into his ear, nipping lightly at his lobe before soothing it with her tongue. "Do you feel strong enough to please me? Or are you just a little bitch... begging for mercy?"

Her words caused something primal and hungry within her to snap awake, like the flickering flame of a candle in the darkness. She growled low in her throat, the sound vibrating against his chest as she ground herself harder against him. With one swift motion, she released his cock from her grip and instead wrapped both hands around his neck, squeezing tightly.

"That's it," she breathed into his ear. "Prove to me you can please a real woman." Her fingers dug deeper, pressing against the cartilage as she arched her back even further, offering herself up to him like a sacrifice on the altar of lust. His growing erection pressed against her stomach, teasing her clit with every thrust. "Fuck me," she demanded. "Show me what you're made of."

Her movements grew more urgent as he began to fuck against her, his hips slapping rhythmically against hers in a display of raw animal instinct. Her fingers tightened around his throat, cutting off his air supply as she rocked her own hips back and forth in counterpoint to his thrusts. With every breath that left him, another surge of pleasure coursed through her body, fueling the fire that burned between them.

"Yes," she gasped. "That's it... Give it all to me..." Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt herself growing closer and closer to the edge. The office around them faded away, leaving only the two of them in a universe of their own making. And then, with a sharp cry that was part pain and part ecstasy, Anna came violently, her whole body shuddering from the force of her orgasm as he continued to pump against her.

She released his throat

Her body arched backwards as she felt herself nearly lose control, the force of his thrusts and their combined lust overwhelming her senses. "Ahhh...," she moaned, gasping for air between each syllable. "You like that? You like being dominated by a real woman?" Her hips moved in time with his, meeting every movement with equal force as they found their rhythm together.

The world faded away, leaving only the two of them locked in this carnal dance of power and pleasure. Anna's fingers dug into Ayumi's shoulders, leaving bruises that would linger long after this night was over. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt her orgasm building again, threatening to consume her whole being.

"Yes...," she whispered, the word tasting like honey on her lips. "Give it to me... Give it all..." Her back arched further, pushing him deeper inside, begging for release as their bodies slapped together in a cacophony of pleasure and pain. Finally, with a cry that shook the office and echoed through the empty corridors, she came again, this time shuddering uncontrollably beneath his onslaught.

She collapsed forward, her weight pressing against him as their combined breath caught in their throats. For a moment, neither of them moved, each recovering from the intensity of what had just happened. Then, with a sigh, she leaned back and looked up at him, her eyes glassy with satisfaction. "Well," she purred, running a finger across his lips. "I suppose that's one way to make someone your bitch."

"Is that so?" she asked, arching her eyebrow mockingly as he continued to thrust into her. The sudden pain and the realization of what had happened began to set in, but Anna didn't fight it or try to escape; instead, she reveled in it, letting him take control for just a little while longer. She moaned softly, her hips meeting his with increasing urgency as he neared climax. "I hope you realize what this means... that I will always be a part of you now."

The words hung heavy in the air between them, their dual meanings lost on neither one of them. As he emptied himself inside her, filling her with his hot seed and marking her as his own, Anna closed her eyes and reveled in the sensation. She was his now, forever branded by this act of dominance and possession. When at last he collapsed beside her, spent from their passionate coupling, she gave him one final glance before speaking. "And you," she whispered, a note of warning lacing her words, "better not forget it."

Their chests rose and fell in tandem as they both struggled to catch their breath, the echoes of their orgasms still ringing through the empty office. But for now, at least, they were together; two souls bound by blood and desire, united in a way that nothing could ever tear apart.

Anna's cold blue eyes glittered with satisfaction as she looked down at the guard. Her expression softened slightly, almost pityingly. "Very well," she said slowly, her voice like ice cracking on a winter pond. "But first..." With one swift movement, she reached up and snapped his neck, silencing him forever.

Afterward, she took a moment to compose herself before continuing with her mission. Killing Ayumi had been an unplanned detour from her original objective, but she was nothing if not resourceful. There were still files to be found and technology secrets to steal, and time was of the essence. With one last glance back at the now-still form on the floor, Anna turned and continued on her way, her heart as cold and empty as ever.