The touch of a woman...

The puppet master disrobed and languidly strolled across to the emperor sized bed. He pulled back the soft Egyptian cotton sheets and climbed under the bedclothes. Reaching to the bedside table he picked up his lighter and a fat Cuban cigar and lit it. He puffed greedily on the large Figurado, enjoying its warm timbres and alluring aroma. Another of his enterprises had ended successfully, and the additional drama of a potential shoot out had served only to whet his appetite yet further for more daring endeavours. The only negative was that he had not broken the man’s heart. Somehow the man called Tony had discovered that something was up. He had even planted a microphone and a camera in Melissa’s bag – he had had to chide the girl harshly for her failing – and he had broken into Marilyn’s apartment looking for information and evidence against the puppet master himself.

But still, all that was useful learning. The next time they would need to be more careful, he and Marilyn. Melissa had served her purpose and now she was a liability, just as Steve had become a hindrance. The team though needed more than two people to create a satisfactory sex sting and so he needed to recruit. Fortunately Marilyn’s attractiveness to other woman allied to her line of work, dancing in sex clubs, had meant that they had not been short of a second female member of the team for too long.

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Marilyn and Sasha awaited their instructions from the mysterious puppet master, his charisma as well as his cigar lighting up the room. The two girls were dressed identically, in skin tight cotton bodysuits, their hair and make-up identical. They looked, as the puppet master intended, as twins, for that was how they would entangle the latest fly in their inescapable spider’s web. The girls were naturally blonde but the jet black hair look suited them well. The ornate, gothic tattoos of dragons on their backs were exotic and sexual, inspired by the famous books by the Scandanavian author Stig Larsen they were meant to be ironic though the puppet master knew that this would be beyond most of the human population, whom he held in contempt for their stupidity. Thankfully the sprawling masses did have something they could bring to the table – they could be dumb participants in a sexual tragedy of his making.

Gesturing to the girls to continue with their performance he sat back, relaxed and enjoyed the sight of their gyrating hips and bouncing breasts, thinking that he could have them whenever he wanted and that power tasted good in his mouth...

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