The Miss-Adventures of Agent Kekko; The World’s Dumbest Secret Agent

Agent Kekko meets The Gagger: Part one

by Desperado

Kekko studied the file for several minutes. The sexy, well endowed, agent was in

a dirty alley. She was dressed in her usual two-piece bikini based on a geisha outfit and

high-heeled boots.

“So I say this password? Ok?” She said. “Let’s try this door.

Kekko walked up to a well-worn door and knocked.

A man opened a window hole and peered out at Kekko, then said. “Whips or chains?”

“Huh? Oh, wait.” Kekko opened the file and leafed though it. “Here it is. Chains, right?”

The man’s eyes narrowed, but he said. “You may enter.”

“Thanks.” Kekko said.

The club smelled of expensive wine and perfume. Kekko noticed that there where

men dancing together as women did too.

“Hmmmm interesting.” She thought. Kekko then asked “Have you seen this

man?” Kekko reopened her file and went to pull the picture out. But then she dropped the

file and it spilled on the floor.

“My bad. I’ll get it.”

Kekko bent down to get the papers, maps and photos. “This man, Barnett Gamble,

I need to see him. Hey, they call him the Gagger, I wonder why?”

The man looked at her. “He’s not here.”

“But the file said he was here, I’ll look for him.”

Kekko rushed to the back area and started barging into rooms. She tried several

doors finding gay sex, but she was not interested in that. She finally busted into one room

that turned out to be an office.

“Who are you?”

“Agent Kekko. And you must be Barnett Jackson. You take a nice picture.”

“You must be a superb agent. No one knows I operate out of here.”

“That’s nothing,” Kekko said. “I just asked to be dropped off in the seediest part

of town and started knocking on doors. That’s how I find my house sometimes.”

“How clever.” Jackson said.

Kekko looked at her file again. “Now where are those arms shipments that your

selling? Uggh, that’s disgusting.

“Excuse me?”

“The arms you sell, how sick, those poor people. I’m really to tell you off.”

“You don’t need to worry about them,” Jackson said. “Not where you are going.”

“Going?” Kekko said. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Suddenly a man grabbed Kekko from behind and started to put a damp cloth on

her face.

“That’s it, Ramos.” Jackson said. “Let’s get this bimbo out of our hair.

But then Kekko grabbed her attacker’s head and flipped him over.

“That’s been done to me before.”

Kekko turned and saw a second man charge her and she spin-kicked him.

“Ha! Got him.”

The first thug recovered and tried to grab Kekko again, but she punched him and

kicked him. The second thug tried a weak grab at Kekko but she grabbed his wrist and

tossed him.

“Ha ha. I’m bad, go girl, go girl.” Kekko danced around.

As she celebrated, Jackson came up behind and hit her in the head with a

blackjack.

Kekko turned to Jackson; “Hey that was really rude.”

Jackson hit her in the head again.

“That hurt.”

Jackson hit Kekko a third time and then she fell to the floor. The thugs recovered

and put the cloth on Kekko’s mouth and nose.

“Get that file,” Jackson said. “Take this slut to the private room. Prepare her.”

End of part one

The Miss Adventures of Agent Kekko; The World’s Dumbest Secret Agent

Agent Kekko Meets The Gagger part 2

by Desperado

Kekko awoke to find herself chained down to a table. She tried her bonds and

found that her hands where cuffed to the table.

“Why does happen to me? Kekko moaned. “Oh, my hurts too.”

“Well Miss Kekko, glad your back with us.” Barnett Jackson said.

“Thank you. Hey could you do someone about this? Someone tied me up here.”

“I had you tied up, Miss Kekko.”

“Oh, well could you untie me, I have to be going now.”

Jackson sighed, “Miss Kekko, I’m afraid you are not going anywhere.”

“Why not?”

Jackson shook his head.. “Miss Kekko, you are my prisoner.”

“Prisoner? Well if you wanted me to stay that bad you could’ve asked.”

Jackson grabbed his head. “Miss Kekko, there is a reason they call me The

Gagger.”

“I wondered about that. Why?”

Jackson regained control of himself. “I’ll show you.”

Jackson put a hand on a big dildo that was hanging over Kekko’s head.

“This is one of many things that I enjoy putting in people’s mouths.”

“But if you did that, they couldn’t talk.”

“That’s the point!”

“Oh! Hey you’re not going to try to make me go into white slavery or something.”

“No, I want to ask you some questions.’

“I don’t see any problems with that.”

“First question, who prepared this file on me?”

“One of the guys in research, they do a good job huh?”

“Who do you work for?”

“Many people.”

“The man of your company?” Jackson was getting frustrated.

“I don’t have a company, we are spies.”

“If you don’t know. Bonnie, Connie do your worst.”

Two twin women walked up to Kekko. She smiled at them.

The twins smiled back, one began undoing Kekko’s top and the other lowered the

dildo.

“What are you doing?” Kekko asked.

“If you’re not going to tell us your organization, we’ll just have to torture you.”

“Is that all? I course I know who I work for, . . . uh . . . .uh. Gee . . .”

“Well Miss Kekko.”

One of twins lowered the dildo over Kekko’s mouth. The other finished with

Kekko’s top and now was undoing her shorts.

“Uh . . . well . . . I don’t know.” She said.

“What!”

“There’s so many words to remember. Gosh.”

“Either you are the toughest spy I met or you are a complete moron. Deal with

her.”

Kekko weakly smiled at the twins. “It is hard to remember.”

One of the twins shoved the dildo in Kekko’s mouth. “Mmmmmmmmmmgh!”

The other turned on a second dildo, Kekko’s eyes became wide. “What are they

going to do to me?” The first twin put nipple clamps on Kekko’s nipples. Kekko let out a

yelp but it was muffled by her gag.

“You a tough agent,” One twin said. “But we have the answers for tough agents.”

The second twin stuck the dildo in Kekko’s pussy. The vibrations begin to send

waves though her body. Kekko wiggled trying to get it out of her.

“Should we turn on the one in her mouth?” One twin said.

“Naw, this is enough. I’m wondering how long she’s going to last.”

“Don’t worry, I put fresh Duracell Batteries in this thing. They keep going and

going and going. Let’s see if she can.”

They flicked the nipple clamps on Kekko, laughed and walked away. Kekko tried

to wiggle, squirm and break free but nothing worked.

“What am I going to do?” Kekko wondered, “ I’m helpless!!!!!!!!!”

End of part 2