The Black Card - Sex Stories

The Black Card

... puzzle. They couldn’t get enough of each other. Unfortunately the next day Destiny received an alert from one of her online gaming programmers. The text read that a sub code had been discovered that was putting a percentage of the credit card transactions into her controller’s personal account. Destiny had always felt that her generosity guaranteed loyalty. But this was not the case. This was something she would need to deal with personally. Destiny left Germany with a very satisfied pussy and another potential gold mine under her wing. “Think about my proposal,” said Destiny as the attractive couple parted ways. “I will,” Armondo responded. Days later when the magic of their experience had trickled off, Armondo went to the government and told them what Destiny had said. A special high ranking undercover agent was assigned to the case. “Tell her you’re interested, and do exactly as she says,” said Remy the Australian agent assigned to the case. He had been hearing numerous reports but to date, it was all hear say. Now it was time to take action. Somehow the private and very secretive Black Knight Intelligence Agency was involved. It just made sense. Encrypted messages about an island and a credit card ring had been intercepted. Rumors about the covert operations of the Black Knight Intelligence Agency were becoming more and more frequent. The beautiful seductress Armondo described intrigued Remy. Destiny hoped she had successfully recruited another continuous supply of ...

... credit card numbers to max out at her discretion. Destiny knew every opportunity like that was a goldmine. Most jumped to the chance. If they didn’t and reported her to the authorities there was no way of finding her. Destiny traveled the world, never visiting the same place twice, or she existed in her inner sanctuary. Finding out that her controller Ernest, her sexy island fuck toy, was skimming, was disheartening. His long black Rasta hair, with streaks of blond, strong chiseled features and stamina made him a perfect fuck buddy. Besides he liked being her Pet and there was nothing she liked more than a devoted and obedient sexual partner. His tongue was long, and thick. Her handsome Pet eagerly spent hours licking her pussy coaxing one orgasm after another. Now she would need to find a new man. To find one so skillful in the art of passion might be a challenge. Destiny wrestled with herself. She didn’t know what to do. Tonight she would be sleeping with the enemy for the last time, or maybe she would spare him and forgive him. But she would make Ernest pay with a lesson in obedience in the bedroom for trying to deceive her. It was always her intention to smooth out the wrinkles to retain or regain loyalty when dealing with people. It was the more bees with honey idea. Even though he was skimming his allegiance could be won. Couldn’t it? His big black cock definitely fit inside her perfectly she thought squirming. A part of her was entirely too satisfied with her perfect fuck ...