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GRAPHIC CONTENT WARNING

It didn’t take long for Miss Marilyn to find herself strapped down on the “operating chair”, inside Dr. Lunatof’s secret lab. Her clothes were all missing from her body, neatly folded on a desk; a result of an urgent request at gunpoint. Her seat looked like a typical dentist chair, discounting the many leather straps springing from its sides, which were currently earning their living by holding the furious spy down. The young woman’s wrists, arms, ankles and thighs were rendered immobile by them, as were the woman’s midriff, her perky chest and her neck. A final strap went over her forehead, keeping her head pinned on the headrest.

The woman’s angry defiant struggles made the whole chair shake lightly in a metallic ruckus. Her moans were muffled not by the panel gag she was wearing earlier, but with a clear, thin strip of special tape, which had been fixed over her juicy, red lips. Despite the much subtler look, it was still preventing her from speaking, her protests treated like white noise. The apprehended American cursed and shouted her way into absolutely no response.

“I’m going to have to ask you to depart. Only medical personnel are allowed in my laboratory”, the Dr. addressed the three Russian henchmen. “And you, too, Mister Secretary…” the man added to his surprised boss. “But…I have to oversee…the process” the definitely not medically trained man tried to make his very weak case. “I’m sorry sir, but you have to trust me. I’ve been working on this technology for quite some time. It’ll make the great nation of Russia proud”, the zany man replied with a really wide smile.

Dr. Lunatof’s lab looked straight out of a horror movie. Fluorescent, liquids of green, purple and red colors were ominously bubbling inside glass vials. Other clear glass vases with various body parts of any imaginable species were in full display in the many shelves of the room. On his desk, a mess of disorganized papers, scattered all over. Many, many dusty, science books were covering the walls of this lab, some with visible rodent bite-marks.

Marilyn could not move her head at all, tightly strapped down on the chair. As she nervously scanned the room with her eyes, she found nothing that could be interpreted as a good sign. This place was giving her the chills.

Only the doctor and his two nurses, two light-blonde women with identically cold, emotionless eyes, were left in the room to get to work. “Hm, what an exquisite human specimen...indeed!” Dr. Lunatof commented on the sight of the naked American laying on his medical chair, as he shifted his own wheeled chair to inspect closer. Marilyn felt his gaze “burn” on her exposed skin through his large, round goggles that obscured his eyes, even though his examining look was more akin to scientific wonder than lust.

Just then, the laboratory’s door swung open, and in walked a breath-taking woman, in more ways than one. She had the air of a thousand cardinals, dressed in a white and light-brown, lynx fur coat. The colors seamlessly blended together along with the faintest dark spots of the animal’s hide. It looked soooo puffy and warm and soft to the touch, swaying back and forth with every step. On the woman’s dark, straight, bob-cut hair was a large, fur hat of matching print as her coat. Who knows? It might even belong to the same animal. The tall heels of her black, knee-high boots clicked with raw confidence, a smile was painted on her blood-red lips.

“Hm, not that bad…I can live with that face”, she said as she laid eyes at her distressed, former co-worker. Marilyn returned the woman’s gaze with one full of hatred, her blue eyes speaking volumes, working overtime for her lips, which were forced pursed and sealed by the clear tape. The two women had interacted scarcely in the agency. They never really got along, almost as if the KGB had room for only one hottie spy.

“Welcome, Miss Natasha! What a pleasure to see you again, my love”, the scientist greeted Miss Vladimirovna. The woman took of her furry hat and tossed it with grace at a nearby table. She unbuttoned her coat to reveal a gorgeous bodycon dress of a dark-green color underneath. The Russian woman proceeded to take a comfy seat in a similar chair to the one Marilyn was restrained on, though no straps would be needed for her. This would be a double operation, but one subject was much more willing to participate than the other. Natasha seductively crossed her legs, which were covered by some seductive, thigh-high, black stockings. The motion caused her skimpy dress, which normally ended at the middle of her juicy thighs, to ride up just a tad, revealing a bit more. She still kept her fur-coat on, though. She loved the caressing feeling it offered her body.

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