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He works hard in rain, then comes home to her.
"Not bad," she said. "Now try this." She thrust a blazing psi-bolt at him.
The man maintained a casual expression, but Wren sensed the intense concentration. She felt her psi-bolt strike, but knew instantly that it had had no effect. She had struck a high-level shield.
"Well, well," said the man. "No formal training...and yet, you struck with a high-intensity blast that required at least some basic knowledge. You intrigue me, Wren."
"I hope so," said Wren. "I do try to maintain an air of mystery. I also try to cover every contingency, however, including the scenario where maybe someone turns out to be tougher than I expected."
"I assume you mean Anna standing behind me with the taser?" said the stranger.
"You know her name, too?" said Wren. "They prepared you well."
"Yes, I know her name," said the stranger, his one grey eye unreadable. "I also know that Jenny is standing just outside the door to my right with several pairs of handcuffs and that Opal is with her, holding a bag full of toys. You had some interesting plans for me, I see."
"Have, Sparky. Not had."
"Confidence is good, Wren," said the stranger. "Over-confidence? Well, not so much."
There was a sudden rustling from just outside the door. Then a series of squeals, followed by a clinking sound.
Wren looked toward the doorway. "Opal?" she said. "Jenny? What the hell are you guys doing?"
"Mmmmppphhh!" came the reply.
Wren looked at the stranger, who looked back impassively. "All right, guys," she said. "Come out here."
A moment later, Opal and Jenny appeared in the doorway. They shuffled in sideways, facing each other. They were naked, and each had a butt plug inserted firmly in their tight rear entrances. Their wrists were handcuffed behind them. They both wore leather collars, but the two collars were connected by a short chain. Incredibly, Opal and Jenny were kissing.
Wren blinked. "What...What are you guys doing?"
"Mmmmppphhh! Mmmmppphhh!" said Opal.
"They can't answer you," said the stranger. "They can't stop kissing, you see."
"You did this to them?" asked Wren. "How did you get them to handcuff themselves like that? You couldn't even see them."
The stranger shrugged. "I'm a man of some ability," he said. "Much like yourself."
Opal and Jenny continued to make out, unable to free themselves or even separate their lips. Their eyes were wide, but they continued to lick, nibble and kiss each other with heated intensity.
"Okay," said Wren. "I'm impressed, but whatever. Anna, what are you waiting for?"
"I've been trying to pull the trigger!" said Anna. "But I can't!"
"It's true," said the stranger. "She has been trying. She's actually pretty strong-willed. I can see why she's your second-in-command."
"I'll...get...him...in...a...minute..." said Anna, scowling as the stranger smiled. Her intense concentration obvious. "You...won't...be...laughing...then...jerk."
"You know, I believe you'd be able to do it eventually," said the stranger, "but I have to talk business with your boss, and I don't need a taser pointed at my back while I do so, so..." The stranger's eyebrow twitched once, and the grey eye watched impassively.
The hand aiming the taser remained rock-steady. Anna's other hand, however, slid smoothly into the waistband of her mini-skirt.
"You think that's going to stop me?" said Anna, her hips beginning to wriggle. "I'm going to...to...to...Omigod..."
"Yes?" said the stranger.
"Omigod...I...ohhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhh..." said Anna. "Wren...I...I have to..."
"Actually," said the stranger, "you can't climax at the moment. You'll need to be fully naked and using both hands."
"No!" said Anna. "You won't get away that easy!"
"That's fine," said the stranger. "I can wait."
There was a strange silence in the room for several seconds.