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Sarah vs. The Exchange	By : MV007 Category: 1 through F > Chuck Views: 16738 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Note: I wrote this more for my own entertainment. I was inspired by a few a stories on this site and others. I have no idea if anyone will enjoy this. All I know is that I enjoyed writing it and my only hope is that it inspires more people to write more Chuck smut. Whether its becuase you like my story or because you think its so bad that something good needs to be posted I don't really care. I just want to read more.

Sarah was frantic. He'd been missing for 48 hours and they had nothing. Sarah had been watching videotapes of the abduction and surrounding surveillance to no avail. They left no clues. Whoever did this was good. Casey was at the scene triple checking for any physical evidence they may have missed.

They were due for their next meeting with Beckman in 20 minutes and she had to change. Sarah had been wearing the same clothes for 3 days now. It was going to be a special night for her and Chuck. She was going to surprise him with a night in a hotel. They had been dating for a while now and while their sex life was good, she thought it could use a little kick. Chuck would never say it but Sarah knew he was obsessed with her ass. He loved fucking her doggy style and the way he used his hands to spread her cheeks and his thumb to rub her asshole, it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out. That night was going to be the night she would let him take it.

But it wasn't to be. Sarah quickly showered, changed and walked back into the main meeting room of castle. She immediately noticed Casey's somber expression and knew he had struck out too. It was at this time that Beckman came on screen. The two agents informed the general of their failure to find anything. As the debrief was winding down she interrupted Sarah

"Agent walker, obviously nothing has changed in the last few hours on your end, however, I believe we may have a caught a break. I was given a tip that may lead to Bartowski’s rescue"

"Oh thank god" Sarah mumbled under her breath.

"General whatever it is, we'll be happy to follow up on it" said an unusually eager John Casey.

General Beckman continued "as I was saying, we received a tip from a low level asset that this man" a picture popped up on the screen "may be behind Bartowski’s capture."

The picture on screen caught Sarah's attention. She didn't recognize him but he was a good looking, rugged man. He kind of reminded her of Cole Barker.

"Who is he ma'am?" Casey questioned.

"His name is Ryan Billings and he's one of the largest arms dealers in the world."

Sarah was perplexed "General why don't I recognize him if he's operating on that scale?"

With a hint of annoyance Beckman pressed on "unfortunately Agent Walker, we have been unsuccessful in our many attempts to get an agent undercover in any of his criminal enterprises."

Beckman paused and Casey took the opportunity to intervene "How should we approach this then general? We can't just go in guns blazing if what you say is true. He'd be too protected for that. And if we have no in with an undercover then we seem to still be at square 1"

"I'm glad you asked Colonel" Beckman answered. "While we do not have an agent inside we do have the low level asset we just turned who may be able to get us in."

Sarah couldn't hold herself back "fantastic, when can we meet this asset?"

"Relax, Sarah, this operation is going to take time and you need to know all of the details before jumping in."

"General, with all due respect, Chuck doesn't have time" Sarah retorted.

While she knew this already, General Beckman took the time to explain that this group that abducted Chuck could have just killed him. But they didn't they kept him alive for a reason and that would buy the team the time needed to find him.

Beckman continued "we need to make sure we do this right and make sure we don't set off any alarm bells. Sarah, the good news for you is that I think you're perfect for this mission. The bad news is that you're perfect for this mission"

Unfortunately, Sarah knew what was coming next. She'd been an agent long enough. But in this case she didn't care. She would do whatever it took to get Chuck back.

"In addition to being an arms dealer, Billings also peddles in flesh. He's a major player in the white slave trade. This is where our asset comes in. He is what they call... a procurement specialist".

Sarah had no visible reaction to Beckman's news. The general went on to explain the logistics of the meet-up with the procurement specialist and before Sarah and Casey knew it, the meeting was over. Casey immediately looked at Sarah "you don't have to do this Walker."

Sarah looked him square in the eyes "yes I do" and walked off. As she was walking away Casey bellowed "He wouldn't want you to do this."

Sarah looked back and Casey couldn't tell but he thought she looked a little glassy eyed. All she could do was say "I have to, it's the only way."

The meet-up with the asset was scheduled to take place in 3 hours. That gave Sarah enough time to go home, shower and contemplate what the next few weeks or months might entail.

The car ride home was filled with a feeling of distraught. But by the time she reached her apartment she had entered agent mode. Sarah knew she was attractive but Beckman had informed them that Billings only dealt in the most attractive of women. Knowing this, Sarah knew she had to prepare herself to look as good as possible to ensure that she would be "chosen" by Billings.

She quickly removed her jeans and shirt as she entered the bathroom. Now in just her matching black panties and bra she turned the shower on. She looked in the mirror and saw that she had bags under eyes but the shower and makeup would take care of that. Aside from that though she examined herself and saw that she would be just fine. Her breasts were full but not overwhelming. They threatened to spill out of her bra. Chuck loved to play with them and she knew they were one of her many assets. No, she told herself, you can't think of Chuck now. Her eyes drifted down to her abs. She worked hard to keep that toned stomach. It was flat and the product of an endless amount of sit-ups. Chuck loved to just rub his hand all around her stomach while they lay in bed.

"Shit" Sarah cursed "get a hold of yourself Walker" she muttered to herself. She mentally scolded herself that would be the last time she thought of him like that until this was over.

With a steely gaze she turned around and arched her ass in the air. It was just confirmation that her shapely ass would still have the desired effect. After the quick examination she unstrapped her bra and bent down to remove her panties. As she stood up she saw the reason she was here. Chuck liked a little bush so she had grown it out. She knew she couldn't go to the meet with pubic hair so she hopped in the shower and began to shave.

Sarah’s experience with organizations like Billings’ told her a cleanly shaven cunt was a sign of a slut, at least in these perverts minds so she had to play the role. She ran her fingers through the dark hair. It wasn't long but it was enough to let Chuck know she was a grown woman. As she was shaving it began to hit her just what would happen. She would be examined by other men. She would be fucked by other men. She would suck other men's cocks. She would be a sex slave. She didn't want to believe it but she could feel herself getting a little wet. She convinced herself that it was only the shower causing the wetness.

When she was finished in the shower she took out the her wardrobe. The procurer advised that she should wear a mini dress that left little to the imagination. Of course Sarah had this in her closet. She put on a sexy navy blue bra and thong set underneath a short black dress that hugged her tight ass and showed ample cleavage. The dress went about mid thigh exposed her long legs. The outfit was topped off with an impressive pair of heels that made Sarah sex on a stick. She took nothing with her. They would never let her get anywhere with a weapon. She would be thoroughly searched and couldn't afford to take any chances.

They had decided to meet the asset at the Buy More and Sarah saw Casey’s Crown Vic in the parking lot as she pulled up. It was late and the store was closed when she walked in. The sound of her heels echoed throughout the store. She could see the glow from the light in the entertainment section of the store. Curtains were drawn and she saw the outline of two figures. This was it. She was about to meet her new pimp.

The room was silent when she walked in. The two men turned around when they heard the door open. Their attention was drawn from the television. Casey’s face showed no emotion but he never could help the twinge that went through him whenever he saw Sarah like this. She was and always would a platonic partner but he was a red-blooded male and when she was dressed like this it was simple biology that would cause his dick to harden a little. The asset had a smile that would rival any of the slimiest douche bags Sarah could remember.

"Well hello Agent Walker" the asset introduced himself "Brad Connolly, it's a pleasure to meet you". All of this was said with a knowing smile and they all knew what the smile meant. Sarah refused to proffer her hand as this guy was merely a means to an end. "Casey, we ready to get started?" She asked.

"Of course" Casey answered. "Brad is going to give you the rundown on how it will all go down, while I go load everything up"

As Casey exited Sarah turned her attention to Brad, "Let's get this over with".

For a split second Brad showed an ounce of empathy before he sat down on the couch and began "first, you need to know that I can't take you to meet Billings. I've never met the man. What I will do is..." Brad shifted uncomfortably before continuing "you know you can sit down too, it might make this a little less awkward."

Sarah's only move was a lifted eyebrow which was all Brad needed to know he should just move on. "Ok, so as I was saying, I can get you to meet Billings’ right hand man, Pierre Lesoux." As Brad was talking, Sarah slowly walked over to the recliner and sat down. Her feet were beginning to ache from standing in heels. As Brad continued he had a great view as Sarah's mini dress rode up and exposed a tantalizing amount of thigh. He momentarily lost his train of though as he took in her silky legs. "...umm yea so... Lesoux has been my point of contact thus far and he vets the women before they get to Billings. At least in the case where the women are intended for Billings, which is the case here". Sarah crossed her legs and was able to do so without exposing anymore of herself to Brad and asked "is there anything else I should know?" Brad hesitated for a second and said "only that Lesoux expects me to have done most of the hard work by the time I get the girls to him."

"What does that mean?" Sarah asked

"It means that when you meet Lesoux, you need to be submissive. You need to have accepted your new place in life, at least to the point where you're no longer actively fighting it. You can resist a little and cry a little but too much and they'll just toss you to the side and move on."

Sarah had figured this but she still wasn't sure how she was going to react once she was in the thick of it.

"He's probably going to expect you to perform before moving you on to Billings." Before Sarah could say anything, Casey walked in and interrupted "we're all set to go". Brad walked out first and as Sarah made her way to the door Casey asked one more time if she was sure she wanted to go through with this. "I'll do whatever it takes" was all she said as they silently made their way to the car.

They drove for about half an hour to the outskirts of the city. Casey exited the car about a half mile away from the meet and quickly made his way to the surveillance point. Beckman had set them up with a powerful microphone and video camera that would allow him to see and hear everything from the building next door.

The meeting was in a warehouse and three men met Sarah and Brad outside. It was easy to pick out Lesoux as he had a custom made suit and gave off the aura of being in charge. "Bradley, how are you my friend?" he asked as the two men hugged. "Good, good sir, thanks for asking. And I would ask you but I know you're doing good because of what I've got for you tonight."

Lesoux turned his attention to Sarah and looked her up and down. It was a little chilly and Sarah was still only wearing her mini-dress. It's not like she could expect chivalry from her pimp. Unfortunately the cool night air had caused her nipples to stiffen and everyone could see. Lesoux stepped forward and extended his hand "and who do we have here?" Sarah had been looking at the ground the whole time and shyly glanced toward Brad "her name is Sarah, Pierre." Lesoux chuckled "it's cute that she looked to you for guidance Bradley". And with that Lesoux gently cupped Sarah's chin with his thumb and index finger "you only need to look to me now Sarah. I will tell you exactly what you need to do." Sarah was looking this man right in the eyes and she was transfixed. He had beautiful green eyes and Sarah felt something in herself just then. She couldn't describe it. She didn't want to describe it. It was just a small feeling that maybe she didn't quite understand. She just gave him a light nod and followed him as he and his goons turned and walked her inside the warehouse.

Casey was watching them walk in and took in his surroundings. He noticed now, that it was only Lesoux, his two henchman, Sarah and Brad in the warehouse. He couldn't help but watch Sarah's ass as the three walked away. It always mesmerized him and now in that short dress he just couldn't get the thought out of his head that all he wanted to do was lift that dress up to reveal that heart shaped ass.

With a shake of the head though, Casey refocused and took watch. Lesoux, Sarah and Brad went into an office while the two goons stood guard outside. The office wasn't small. It had a desk with two chairs in front of it and then a couch to the side. It was on the second floor and Lesoux had his back turned to the other two as he gazed out the window. Brad had taken a seat on the couch while Sarah stood at attention in front of the other side of the desk.

Without turning towards Sarah and Brad, Lesoux began "please Sarah, have a seat on the sofa". It was actually a love seat fit for two people and Sarah sat as far away from Brad as possible. She was sitting to Brad’s left. Again without turning around Lesoux continued "please, sit closer to Bradley."

Sarah rolled her eyes and scooted closer to Brad. As she did so her dress rid up her legs even higher. It was on the verge of rolling up to her hips and revealing her thong. As she brushed Brad’s leg she notice Lesoux making his way over to them. Lesoux grabbed one of the chairs in front of the desk and moved it about ten feet in front of the love seat.

"Now unzip his pants". Sarah's head shot up and she met Lesoux's stare. She was hesitant but knew she couldn't say no. She slowly started to turn towards Brad and with her right hand placed on his belt and her left hand on his zipper she peeled the zipper down. While she knew what Lesoux wanted next she wasn't going to proceed without explicit instructions, so after pulling the zipper down she sat back against the love seat, legs crossed and looked him in the eye again. Lesoux gave her a wry smile.

"Now take his cock out". Sarah briefly closed her eyes and began to move toward Brad again with both hands. "No, no, no" Lesoux uttered. "Just the right hand and face me". Sarah stopped herself and sat back again. She didn't cross her legs but she kept them together and with her right hand she dipped it into brads pants and gripped his cock. It was already rock hard. No surprise there. She knew he'd been hard since he first laid eyes on her. He wasn't wearing boxers and she pulled it out of his pants. He wasn't overly big. He was about average. Sarah usually loved the feel of a hard cock in her hand. Knowing she had all the power to bend a man’s will with a simple touch or stroke. But this was different. She was being commanded now.

"Good, now stroke it" Lesoux encouraged. Sarah began at a medium pace and Lesoux urged her to slow down. All the while the two were in a staring contest. "Slowly work up to a good speed darling" Lesoux instructed. "We don't want him blowing his load too soon do we? That's good. Stroke that cock". Sarah could feel Brad shift next to her as she began to ramp up her strokes. She took a peak down ward to see her work. Precum was leaking on to her fingers and the asset’s expression was one of pure bliss.

"Don't look away from me" Lesoux said sternly and Sarah immediately looked back toward her new captor. "Good, now jerk a little faster". While Sarah increased her pace, she took the opportunity to look at Lesoux's pants and noticed he was sporting an impressive tent. His right hand moved toward his cock and massaged it down so the tent was less discernible.

Casey couldn't believe what he was watching. He figured Sarah had done missions like this before. Sleeping with marks and such. But he's never witnessed it. He wanted to be professional and a good partner but she was just so damn sexy. And something about her predicament was really working him up. Watching her jerk off some low life made him harder than ever before. He'd never let anyone know but at that moment all he wanted to do was storm into that building, kill Lesoux and his men, and take Sarah right then and there. Just pound into her like there was no tomorrow. As it is, he'd have to settle for this peep show. He gently massaged his raging cock through his pants and cursed. He couldn't rub one out now when he could be called into action at any moment.

Up and down she stroked. Brad was groaning with more frequency the longer it went on. She could feel him getting harder as the pace increased. "Open your legs up" Lesoux instructed and Sarah instantly complied, giving him a view of her thong covered sex. "Wider." And as she moved to widen her legs she heard Brad "oh god, keep going, yea ugh...ugh that's it...fuck" and he exploded. A thick jet of cum shot in the air followed by another before falling back onto her hand. She kept jerking him slowly, milking a few more drops out of him. A final bubble rose out of his slit and she topped it off with her thumb. "Good girl" Lesoux said with a smile. "You can wipe it off on Bradley's shirt. He'll be going now." And with that, she grabbed a fistful of his shirt and wiped his cum off on it. Brad stumbled a bit as he got to his feet. He was weak kneed from Sarah’s work but after fumbling for a second he tucked his penis into his pants and walked out. As soon as he left the office he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
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