Agent Kekko in The Slave of the Cowboy

Agent Kekko was having the time of her life. For the past two weeks she was staying at a nice resort in Singapore and had one more week to go. At this time, Kekko had no worries about evil men putting her life in peril or trying to sell her into white slavery. She read a magazine from her native Japan, she was trying to catch up on all of the J-Pop culture she had missed.

Kekko went to take a slip of her drink when she realized it was out. She looked around for a waiter and to her delight one was waking up to her. With a fresh drink. "Gee this is the best vacation ever." she thought.

Kekko went to get her money the waiter waved it off. "Completments of the gentlemen by the bar."

"Really?" Kekko looked and saw a dark haired man in a tank-top and pants. He held up his drink and Kekko smiled back and took the drink and held it up. "Thank you," Kekko said to the waiter who walked off.

Kekko had a lean, curvy body but had a huge chest. She was pretty in the classical Asian way and very much modern. But those who came into contact with her realized she was not very bright, in fact some people said she was dumb. She completed all of her assignments by dumb luck.

She took another slip of her drink and continued to read. The page begin to look fuzzy and Kekko shook her head. She tried to read on and then she yawned. She looked up and saw the man who sent her the drink walking up. "Why did he have to pick now?" She thought.

"Hello" He said.

"Hi," Kekko yawned. "Sorry."

"I see it's working," The Man said.

"Sorry, I have to go lie . . . what's working?"

"The seditive I put in your drink."

"What? Why?"

"You're coming with me Agent Kekko." He picked up her things and put his arm around her.

"No, I'm on vacation." she said. She yawned and tried to pull away, but held her tight.

"Come along daring." He begin to lead her away. Kekko half-walked, half-stumbled as the man lead her away.

"How did you know?" Her voice trailed off.

"You're wanted by a lot of people baby, but I got you."

"What do you mean?"

The man led Kekko into the elevator, her body and her eyes felt heavy. She couldn't even lift her arms to use her vast karate skills. She looked up at him, he wasn't really all that bad looking but he looked like he had his share of battles.

He kept Kekko close to him as they exited the elevator and headed to a room. He opened the door and put Kekko on the sofa. He then took her hands, and begin to tie them. Kekko tried to call out for help but the drug made it impossible. She watched has her ankles, and then her torso was tied up.

"I hate to do this but the drugs will soon were off." He said as he put a bag gag in her mouth. He then tied it off. Kekko then difted off to sleep.

Kekko woke up, lying on the sofa and still tied. She begin to try to work her way free, but the ropes were too tight. Kekko made noises, and trying to loosen the ropes but would not give. Suddenly she felt eyes on her, she turned and saw the man watching her. Kekko tried to frigured out a way to hide.

"I bet you have a thousand questions, Kekko." He said.

Actully Kekko did, but she didn't know where to begin. She watched as he loosen her gag and held up a soda with a straw in it. Kekko slipped it, but then she stopped, "What if it was."

"Don't worry, it's not laced." He said.

"Thank you."

"You may call me Cowboy. I've followed you adventures. You have a knack you getting yourself into trouble. Like Mr Smith and The Gagger, I helped you out of those problems.

" You did? Thank you. It really put me in good with the boss. If you wanted me to tell you 'thank you' you didn't have to kidnap me."

Cowboy said," Acttlly I kidnapped you because there is a contract out on you now."

"A contract? But I already work for the company! I can't make a movie."

He looked at Kekko, "Not a movie contract, a contract on your life."

Kekko looked blankly, "Huh?"

"To kill you."

"Oh no, I have to get out of here!" Kekko began struggling. "I have to report this."

Cowboy smiled and shook is head.

She stopped. "Wait a mintue. If you know about the contract and now you got me. Uh, oh my, Your going to kill me! NO! Please don't, I'll do anything."

"I'm not going to kill you, I'm going to keep you."

"Keep me?" Kekko was starting to panic.

"Yes, I have everything I need to retire, expect one thing."

"What's that?"

"A slave and that's going to be you."

"NO! Not me! Let me go. Please!"

"Why should I let you go, after all of the work I put into capturing you."

"Now I have to prepare you."

Kekko didn't like the sound of that. She kicked out at the Cowboy but missed. He then regagged her, dispite her protests. She wiggled and squrimed but she still couldn't get out of the ropes. She looked up and saw him coming toward with a cloth in his hand. He then stopped and pulled something out of his pockets. He walked up to Kekko and put it around her neck. "It didn't look like a necklace, but what could it be?" she thought.

He finished fastening. "Ok dear, now that your collared, your going to start your new life. As my slave."

Kekko's eyes widened as the cloth came toward her face and covered her mouth and noise. She realized that the cloth had something to make her go to sleep. Collars, a slave, contracts, everything he wants? Kekko wondered how she was going to get out of this. Then she difted off to sleep.

The End