Spy vs. Spy

By Matt Nicholson

Heather Granger is an attractive, twenty-two year old spy for the United States. Her alter ego, Olga Roshenko, is a nineteen year old college student mentored by her target, Aleksandra Goshkov. Fortunately for Heather, Aleks likes pretty young women, and she likes them bound and submissive.

Months into her assignment, however, Heather's cover is blown and she finds herself being interrogated by the same woman she'd submitted to. That's when their past play ramps up, and erotic bondage and torment take on a more stereotypical Cold War flair.

(Editor's Note: This work contains graphic language and sometimes extreme sexual depictions of consensual female bondage and sadomasochism. It is intended for mature audiences only and is not suitable for persons under eighteen years of age.)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Darker Pleasures
• Release date: Sep 9, 2011
• ISBN: 9781466139176

Matt Nicholson

Matt Nicholson is a freelance writer and editor for Darker Pleasures Publications, which makes him lucky enough to have written or edited all, or parts of, every story Darker Pleasures has published.Matt is a fan of both hard breast-oriented BDSM as well as hard femdom CBT. His tales, and those of his co-authors, range from R-rated erotica to hard bondage and more extreme BDSM fantasy. Their stories are available individually or in a number of anthologies including the "Tales of Submission" series, the "Beat 'Em or Bite 'Em" series focusing on breasts and BDSM, and the "Bust 'Em or Bite 'Em" series focusing on ball busting and hard CBT.When asked about his work, he says, "My goal is to make your most daring dreams of tit torture or cock and ball torture come to life. I want you to want to be in my character’s shoes, no matter how far from safe and sane the scene might be. Depending on your kink, you might not dare some of it in real life, but the idea still makes your cock stir or your pussy wet. I want to make sure you can’t help but wonder. That’s why we have fiction, to get around real life sensibilities. You read it to live in a world of BDSM you can’t live outside of the covers of a book."So, if you dream of being on the receiving end of such things and think Matt may be onto something, sit back and spread your legs. If your fantasy is to take a pair of tits or balls to the cleaners, turn on your reading lamp and settle in. Oh, and hear would love to hear what you think at mattnicholsonwriter (at) gmail.com.

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Prologue

She hung with her arms tied tightly behind her for almost six hours.  Her breasts held most of her weight, though the pads of her biggest toes just barely brushed the floor.  Blood burned two choked circles around the bases of her breasts, pounding futilely against the rope to get to her gloss-purple nipples and the rest.  Beyond the cords, they were a dangerously dark blue, cold, numb and battered.

Her bottom stung almost as badly as her breasts throbbed.  Livid pink where it wasn’t decorated with broken horizontal stripes of bruised blue and red, it matched her swollen pussy lips.  As if to prove pain hadn’t been her only friend, her lower belly ached from repeated orgasms and her inner thighs were sex slick almost to her knees.

She’d been visited every half-hour, tortured or pleasured some more—she could hardly tell the difference any longer—and left to hang once it became apparent she still wasn’t ready to talk.  She’d passed out a couple of times.  For now, she was determined to stay awake.

It was in that determination that she thought back to everything that happened to bring her there in the first place.

Two Months Ago to Now

On her 22nd birthday, Heather got a promotion, a healthy raise, and a trip to the former Soviet Union.  She also regained four years, nine months, and sixteen days of her life, at least on paper.  What would have been a hell of a birthday present for most people, however, was actually one of the more dangerous assignments she could have taken.  With her modified credentials, Heather had officially become America’s youngest spy.

On February 2, 1987, Heather Granger, twenty-two, agent of the United States Government, left New York bound for Mikhail Gorbachev’s homeland.  On February 3, 1987, Olga Roshenko, seventeen, a quiet and unassuming young college student, stepped off the plane headed for Yaroslavl State University as an undergraduate student.

Her target was Aleksandra Goshkov.  Officially, Goshkov was Head of the International Department and a part time professor ay Yaroslavl State.  At not yet thirty, she’d risen through the ranks very fast, and very young for the Soviets.

It was due, in part, to that meteoric rise Heather’s bosses believed Goshkov was