Date: Tue, 19 Apr 2005 03:29:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeff Exilimar <jeff_exilimar@yahoo.com>
Subject: Story - Probing Mildred, Part Six

Probing Mildred
Part 6

By Jeff Exilimar


	The jet landed on the runway, touching down on the far side
of McCarran Las Vegas International Airport and taxied to a
remote complex. Forty people got off the plane and went into the
terminal. Three hours later, thirty-nine walked out into the
parking lot, got into various vehicles and drove off to enjoy a
month of normal life before returning for another two weeks duty
at Nellis' Groom Lake facilities.

	As each car left a little device scanned each plate and each
face and tapped into the Nevada Department Of Motor Vehicles. It
built profiles matching up each person and rated the chances for
the possibility of contact. A matronly fifty-nine year old woman
scored a meager 15%, a young man who frequented local strip
clubs rated a 71%, and oddly enough a sixty-two year old Colonel
who had a penchant for certain websites rated a 93%. This data
was batched, correlated, sorted and sent to a small suite in a hotel
outside of Primm...


* * * * *


	Another quiet Tuesday night at the surveillance stations left
Mildred and Lena casually watching the assorted people move in
and out of the casino for most of their shift without much to do.
Hassan had security check out a possible dice swap at craps table
#4, but is just turned out to be an epileptic with dice themed
cufflinks and a now comped room for his trouble.

	Fifteen minutes before shift change there was finally some
commotion. A fifty-ish Japanese man of obvious wealth walked
onto the floor with a young black girl on his arm, appearing on
Lena's camera number 5.

	"Hey Mildred, come see this.", called Lena.

	Mildred transferred her cameras to other stations and
moved up behind Lena. "Yeah. What happens in Vegas stays in
Vegas."

	"That is Mr. Sanaka."

	"Highroller."

	"And on the board of Panadise Electronics."

	"So?"

	"He would be a good source of data on the Japanese
industries."

	"We can't mingle with the customers, and it's shift change."

	"Right, we'll follow him."

	"Huh? Follow him where?"

	Lena dialed up security and directed them to check the ID of
Mr. Sanaka's companion. They reported back with an all clear, but
Lena informed them that she'd indeed caught the pair of bills
transferred from Sanaka's handlers to the guards. With a great
deal of bowing and scraping by the guards, Mr. Sanaka elected to
leave the casino.

	Mildred and Lena followed the limo to the oddly shaped
pyramid hotel and casino known as The Thebes. Once they were
assured the Japanese CEO was inside, they parked the car and
found a bathroom to change into far more appropriate (and sexy)
clothing.

	"Lena, why in hell are we doing this?"

	"It's my mission, you know. Mr. Sanaka has some
weaknesses we can exploit, and frankly, he's an unsavory
character in his personal life. He needs to find the balance his
culture seems to revere."

	Mildred gave up and followed Lena onto the floor. She liked
how her green satin dress attracted the eyes of many, and most of
the eyes that weren't directed her way were investigating the
daring blue dress that Lena had donned. Boldly the two women
strode up to the craps table Sanaka had claimed. He was shooting
dice and sipping a scotch as they approached, waiving off his
bouncers before they could intercept the ladies.

	"Pretty girls always welcome to watch me shoot dice!"

	"Aw Millie, he flatters up.", Lena said.

	Mildred nodded as he rolled a pair of snake eyes. "Lucky
with women, however doesn't mean he's lucky with dice."

	"Quite Millie. Sanaka-san, if you would be so kind?" Lena
held her hand out, and the middle aged Japanese man dropped
the cubes into her hand.

	"New shooter!"

* * * * *

	Fifty-five minutes later Mr. Sanaka had a nice pile of chips
in front of him. Lena had watched his betting style closely and had
timed her 'cheats' carefully.

	Mr. Sanaka spread his arms wide. "Girls! You are very lucky
for me tonight! Would you care to dine with me in my suite?
Everything will be perfect." The young girl at his side cringed
slightly. "What is wrong with you?"

	The girl, near panic, stumbled out "I have... have to use the
bathroom, sir."

	Sanaka pointed to a bodyguard who began to escort her
away. Mildred touched Lena's back quickly, then followed. When
she got there the bodyguard was turning women away from the
bathroom but she strode in, hoping the look on her face said, "I'm
in with your boss, toady."

	She found the girl in a stall, trying not to cry. Finally up
close, she could see the girl looked physically older than she was.
Her body screamed maturity her face, her eyes, could not match.

	"Honey, what's your name?" Mildred asked.

	"Aliesha."

	"You're not with Mr. Sanaka by choice, are you?"

	"No. Mom's a crackhead. His limo followed me home and he
offered my mom some money for me."

	"Bastard."

	"I'm afraid of him and all of his men. I'm afraid what they're
going to..."

	"Don't worry. Lena, the other girl, has a plan."

	"What is it?"

	"Frankly, I have no idea.", Mildred said, suddenly
exasperated. "But she's very smart and she doesn't like Sanaka,
but she needs him for something. Mistreating you means it's
probably going to get odd."

	Mildred had Aliesha leave first, then actually used the
bathroom quickly before rejoining the group at the crap table. She
quickly tapped Lena's back three times.

	"So would you like to take advantage of Sanaka-san's
hospitality Millie?", Lena asked cheerfully.

	"I can't imagine a more wonderful way to spend the night",
Mildred responded, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

	Sanaka and the girls were escorted to his private suite by
the pair of toughs who'd followed him wherever he went. Once
inside the bodyguards secured the door and took up 'posts' beside
the entrance. Lena had everyone right where she wanted them.
Lena and Mildred went to the bathroom, telling their gracious
host they needed to touch up their make-up. When they emerged,
they used Mildred's zappers to paralyze the goon squad in short
order.

	Frozen in the act of pouring a drink, Mr. Sanaka was
flabbergasted. "What are you two doing?! Who are you? What are
those?"

	Lena turned to him and smiled. "You, my fine host, are in a
touch of trouble. Our records indicate you were lucky in New
Orleans, and your payoff in Atlantic City was really quite
dramatic. We're here to ensure your stay in Las Vegas in not
bothered by such complications."

	"I do not know..."

	"Quiet." Lena said sharply as she began to approach him
much like a tigress stalks a small forest creature. "You have had
five trips to America for pleasure resulting in three girls
hospitalized and two dead. If you cooperate you can return to
Japan without anyone the wiser. The alternative isn't really quite
as pleasant."

	"What do you want?"

	"A: When you come to Las Vegas, you will treat your
escorts, consensual escorts, with kindness and respect. If you
need to harm them to get aroused, I suggest you do without. B:
You will send updated and access on your company's R & D to this
email address. It is quite untraceable, so do not try. The
consequences..."

	"I cannot betray my company, my country."

	Lena walked over to his laptop and swiftly decrypted his
files and copied them to a disc. "Considering the nature of these
photos you kept, like trophies, I humbly suggest you have already
betrayed yourself."

	Sanaka hung his head down. Lena took his arm and guided
him to the plush sofa. "We need to ensure your cooperation. Please
remove your clothes. All of them."

	Sanaka removed his suit and neatly placed them in a pile on
the floor. Mildred had Aliesha take them and place them on the
table. Lena pulled out some silken cord and tied Mr. Sanaka up in
a fetal position, further humiliating him. Mildred pulled out a
small 35mm camera and a digital camera. Lena put some KY onto
Sanaka's exposed asshole.

	Lena moved to disrobe. "Don't get my breasts in the shot,
Mildred. We need it to look as 'bad' as possible for Mr. Sanaka
here."

	Aliesha looked as the prostrate businessman. "Was he going
to do that to me? Tie me up and..."

	Mildred placed her arm around the young girl. "Well
considering his equipment, there couldn't be much 'and'. But the
photos from the laptop... you wouldn't have cared much for that."

	"So he was going to torture me. What could Lena do to... Oh.
My. God."

	Lena had removed her dress and undergarments and stood
bare behind the businessman, her eight-inch penis swaying out in
front of her. Sanaka twisted around when he'd heard Aliesha cry
out and now started begging for mercy from this crazy woman
with the long, fat penis.

	"Mildred," Aliesha asked quietly, "is that a strap-on?"

	"No honey, she kinda came with that."

	Aliesha flinched as Lena pressed her penis into the Japanese
man bound at her feet. He cried out at the penetration, and
Mildred moved over to snap photos. With careful positioning and
some posing of Mr. Sanaka, they soon had several pictures of what
appeared to be the CEO taking a man up his back door. Lena
pulled out and went into the bathroom to clean up while Mildred
began packing up.

	"That is all?"

	Mildred spun around and looked at the tied up man.
"Whatdyamean 'that is all?'"

	"She, the one with the penis, she is done?"

	"Yeah. We're going to blackmail you. You're the sicko."

	To Mildred's surprise, Sanaka's face changed. "You... you're
disappointed?!"

	"What do you mean, Mildred?", Aliesha asked, confused.

	Mildred threw her hands into the air. "He's a freak. He
wants Lena's cock in his ass. Freaky little freak, he's getting off on
all of this. God save the world from weirdoes with money."

	Lena walked out, dressed again. "What was that, Mildred? I
could hear you raise your voice in the other room."

	"He'd", Mildred pointed down at the hog-tied CEO, "began to
enjoy this."

	"Oh. I suppose I could use this opportunity for my primary
mission as well. My 'training' won't allow me to be in that
position, but if he wants to be..." Lena shrugged and walked back
over to Sanaka. "Do you want me to continue? You man say no
and we will be done here."

	"Please mistress Lena-chan, prove onto my body the error of
my ways."

	Lena looked at Mildred, shrugged, and got out the ball gag
and nipple clamps and placed them onto Sanaka. He whimpered
and writhed a bit, but his organ did stiffen to its full twelve point
seven centimeter (five inch) length. Lena hiked up her dress and
re-lubed her own penis, which she worked back into Sanaka's rear
end. When Lena reached for the soft whip, Mildred took Aliesha
into the bedroom.

	"She's got a... y'know... like boys have." Aliesha said to
Mildred.

	"Yeah. Just one of those confusing things life doesn't prepare
you for."

	"I guess. It sure did make me feel funny though, seeing her
all naked like that, with that big... y'know."

	"Penis. The word you're looking for is penis."

	"I know!", Aliesha blushed. "It's just that since I got my
breasts, I kinda know when I'm getting 'checked out' and I get a
funny feeling."

	"You're just coming of age. Hormones do funny things."

	"Yeah. I guess. Like this?"

	"Huh? Oooomph..."

	Mildred's inquiry was quashed when Aliesha's lips pressed
over her mouth and her body forced it's way on top of Mildred.
Mildred felt Aliesha's curves, curves of a woman, but the body had
all the tightness of youth. Aliesha pulled back and grinned,
bringing Mildred back to a modicum of reality. "Aliesha, this
isn't... we can't..."

	"Why not? Considering I'm in a bedroom with a lady who's
girlfriend has a penis after being pimped out to a crazy Japanese
guy, who's getting that penis in the next room, by my mom, I
think I've earned the right to make my own bad decisions."

	"Bad. Decisions."

	"C'mon. I came close to losing my virginity to that 'freak'
tonight. Can't I at least lose it, in some way, to my rescuers? It
was too close... too close..."

	Mildred leaned back to her and embraced the young woman.
Soon, when she felt Aliesha was comfortable, she undid the clasps
on her dress and peeled it off her ebony body. She was braless, her
tight youthful skin providing all the support for her nice c-cup
breasts. She had on flaming read crotchless panties, enough for
the perv in the other room to rip off, not enough to get in the way
if his strength failed him. Mildred began to kiss the young girl,
really kiss her, her tongue trying to find the other's. Pale white
hands began to softly stroke and kneed dark breasts, causing
small moans to escape Aliesha's throat. Mildred broke the kiss
and moved to take a nearly black nipple into her mouth. A sigh
became a whimper as Mildred's hands found a new place to roam
between Aliesha's legs. She softly stroked the outside of the young
girl, running a finger over the sensitive nub within her folds.

	"Oh god, this is too much!" Aliesha cried.

	Mildred however proved her wrong by moving between her
legs and licking Aliesha's clitoris. Her tongue darted to and fro
over it, making forays amongst the folds and crevasses of the
young girl. Finally Aliesha seemed to explode, arching her back
and driving her crotch into Mildred's face. Soon she collapsed back
on the bed, her arms hugged tight around her. Mildred wiped up
with a corner of the bed sheet and helped Aliesha up to get
dressed.

	They walked out to find Sanaka and Lena having a cup of
tea. Mildred looked at the other girl quizzically, but Lena
shrugged. Sanaka insisted on giving Aliesha quite a bit of money
to apologize, which Mildred offered to hold onto so the mother
couldn't use it for dope. Aliesha left with Mildred and Lena, who
drove her to her grandmother's house, not quite ready to confront
mom.

	"Can I see you two again?", the young girl asked.

	"Sure. We'll keep an eye on you, so don't go looking for
trouble.", Lena said.

	Aliesha smiled and leaned in the car window to give Mildred
a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for making sure my first time wasn't
my last.", she whispered.

	"Maybe it won't be our last either.", Mildred whispered back.
"Make sure you stay good, though.", she said louder.

	As the girl disappeared behind the door of the house,
Mildred pulled away, hoping her life wouldn't get any more
complicated than it already was.

	"I've got to go to Boston in two weeks."

	And with that statement from Lena, Mildred felt a migraine
begin to come on.