A Shocking Piece of Intelligence (Hitman)

A/N: A Shocking Piece of Intelligence was a commissioned one-shot originally written back in March of 2020. Posting it here for people to enjoy!

Themes: F/F, BDSM, Sex Toys

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Another day, another target. As Diana Burnwood settles into her chair at her desk, her computer powering up simply because of her very presence, the Agency Handler lets out a soft sigh, before pulling out the file on the woman she's supposed to be researching for the day. The information from Alma Reynard's computer was clear… the Providence defectors were Robert and Sierra Knox, a father-daughter duo.

Robert was the CEO of the robotics developer Kronstadt Industries, but today wasn't about him. Today was all about his daughter, Sierra. Sierra Knox, also known as The Daredevil, was a Class-A Ice Queen from all reports. She was also ruthless, amoral, utterly driven, and insanely competitive. As Diana begins to work her way into Sierra's past, putting every bit of the Agency's considerable resources to the task of digging up the icy woman's background, she begins to discover just what makes Sierra Knox tick.

There's no denying it, Sierra very clearly has daddy issues. Growing up in a household with just a father, and a father who was never there for her at that had left the woman to develop something of a reckless personality. Though, Diana could respect that while it was obvious she was trying to outdo everyone around her from an early age, it was equally obvious that she wasn't actually doing it all to impress her old man.

No, Diana would argue that what she was reading about the woman made it clear Sierra considered Robert as much her competition as anyone else… though based on their familial ties, it was equally clear that Sierra had never gone quite as far to beat her father as she had some of her other unlucky competitors.

For instance, Diana soon uncovers a story buried deep in the Ice Queen's past that certainly paints Sierra Knox in a very specific light. At the age of seventeen, she was so deeply invested in competitive short distance running on her high school track team that she paid a man to ensure her chief rival and competition wouldn't be able to race against her.

The other girl wound up in a wheelchair for the rest of her life, while Sierra won the race quite easily. As Diana delves deeper into the woman's past, she finds that this is a tactic Sierra uses again and again to get the upper hand in both athletics as well as life in general.

Of course, in stark contrast to this, rather than having some accident befall her father, Sierra had gone straight from Harvard to Kronstadt Industries without telling her dear old man, securing a job in the financial department and diligently working her way to the top before finally interviewing for the position of CFO, all without alerting a surprised Robert Knox, if the reports were to be believed.

Perhaps Diana's earlier assessment was incorrect. Sierra very clearly suffered from a rather serious inferiority complex. She wasn't just trying to out-do him, she was also trying to prove herself to him… and from the research that the Agency Handler was conducting, it was becoming obvious that she was coming up short.

That, perhaps, explained Sierra's current obsession with the Kronstadt racing team. Or perhaps the icy bitch just enjoyed being able to engage in a physical competition again. Either way, she was the company's lead driver in the annual Global Innovation Race, a race that she'd won multiple times by this point. That right there would be where Diana would inject Forty-Seven. The Innovation Race would be the perfect place for her Hitman to do his thing and assassinate both Robert Knox and his daughter.

As she's continuing to compile information on the targets, doing her due diligence on both the father-daughter duo as well as the location now that she's come to a conclusion about just where she'll be sending her assassin, Diana sends a hacking probe out to see if she can pick up any information from the Knox's electronic devices, or failing that, from those close to him.

As it so happens, Robert and Sierra Knox have very good cybersecurity. Not so good that they're alerted to the attempted hack or anything like that, the Agency's programs are top of the line, but good enough that the hack can't get through. This isn't true, however, of Sierra Knox's lawyer, a striking blonde named Brigitte Cabot.

When the hack successfully goes through on Brigitte's phone and it's digital contents are subsequently downloaded into a secured hard drive, Diana's eyes light up, the handler intrigued to see what juicy information she might be able to uncover. However, what she finds first… is a video file. Curious despite herself, Diana opens the video file and presses play… only to get the show of her life as a result.

"You've been a very bad girl, Sierra."

There, on Diana's monitor plain as day, is one Sierra Knox in an incredibly compromising position. The Class-A Ice Queen is, as it turns out, quite the freak in the sheets. Or rather, out of the sheets it would seem. It's a sex tape that Diana has uncovered… and quite the lurid one at that.

Sierra Knox stands there, restrained to a St. Andrew's Cross, her wrists and ankles both bound to the four corners of the X-shaped BDSM device. She's completely naked, of course, but that doesn't mean she's pristine or anything like that. All across Sierra's absolutely gorgeous, icy pale body are vibrators. Two of them, the standard classic cock-shaped sex toys, are inserted into her cunt and ass already, from what Diana can make out. Meanwhile, there are little pink bullet vibes taped down to Sierra's nipples and clit as well.

It's obvious that the video has just been started, especially because Sierra is looking at the camera somewhat incredulously, letting out angry growls from behind the big fat pink ball gag currently stuffed into her mouth. The voice from before sounds out over the video's audio, tinkling laughter filling the air.

"Don't you worry, sweetheart. I'm just recording this for me, no one else is ever going to see it. It's for my own personal… fun."

And with that, the owner of the voice steps into view. Of course, Diana already had an inkling of just who it had to be, but there was always a chance Brigitte had gotten the video from someone else. But no, it's Brigitte Cabot who steps into frame, dressed in what was obviously dominatrix gear, from the black leather corset to the leather heeled boots to the arm-length leather gloves.

She certainly looks good, Diana can't help but idly muse… but then, so does Sierra. Especially after everything the handler just got done reading. Seeing the icy amoral bitch tied up and helpless like this… it was something of a turn on for the brunette. Regardless, Brigitte continues to walk forward, humming as she reaches out and runs a gloved hand across Sierra's body. She smirks when the bound woman squirms and pulls away from her just a bit.

"Oh, someone WANTS to be punished, don't they? Someone is just ASKING for it."

Sierra glares at Brigitte, but Diana can't help but think the lawyer's assumption is spot on. As an Agency Handler, she is very good at her job, and her job is research, more than anything else. Part of that research is the ability to read people, to know people just by looking at them for a single moment, just by studying their body language and coming to a split second conclusion.

Diana has a lot more than a single moment with this sex tape, but truth be told, she still doesn't need anything more than that to be able to tell that Sierra Knox is greatly enjoying herself at the moment. Despite her ineffective struggling, despite her glaring and her growling… she's loving every last moment of this. Even being recorded is turning the Ice Queen on something fierce. What a kinky bitch.

Laughing as if she can see right through Sierra as well, which she probably can, Brigitte rears back a hand and brings it down on one of the bound woman's tits, slapping it from the side so as not to hit vibrator attached to her nipple. Sierra squeals through her ball gag at the impact, but Brigitte is already moving away, stepping out of the shot again for a moment.

It's in this temporary lull that Diana's libido gets the better of her. Licking her lips and glancing up from her computer to the closed door of her office for a moment, Diana reaches out and presses a button on her desk, one that locks said door and starts up a small electronic device which completely soundproofs her office. Standard equipment in her line of work to be sure, especially when it came to operational security… but Diana is using it for something else today.

Slowly, as her eyes remain fixed on Sierra Knox's nude, writhing, helpless body, Diana slides her hands off of her desk and down onto her own body. Reaching up, she begins to unbutton the buttons on her blouse, even as she spreads her legs apart, hiking up her pencil skirt in the process. By the time Brigitte steps back into view, Diana has a hand on one of her breasts and a hand betwixt her thighs and is slowly, languidly touching herself as she watches the video continue to play out with heavily lidded eyes.

"You know, I'd rather not have to punish you… but naughty girls get what they deserve, Sierra. And you've been a very naughty girl indeed."

In her gloved hands, Brigitte Cabot holds a device that Diana actually recognizes immediately, perhaps speaking to her own level of kinkiness when it came to the bedroom. The tool comes in two parts, though by the time Brigitte steps into view with it, it's already been brought together. The bottom is a violet wand, a tool used for the application of low current, high voltage electricity to the body. As such, while they were originally a testing device, these days they were most commonly used for erotic sensation play.

Of course, without the top part, the violet wand was pretty useless. Fitted into the wand's 'cone' where glass or metal probes could be inserted to be used with the wand… is what Diana knows as a Wartenberg Wheel. Looking like one of the spurs on a cowboy's boot from back in the old west, the Wartenberg Wheel that Brigitte has inserted into the violet wand for this session is made of stainless steel, with evenly spaced radiating pins jutting out from the top.

Brigitte brings the toy down upon Sierra Knox's flesh and the gagged Ice Queen squeals as her body shakes and spasms from the torturous electric touch. Diana's breath hitches, and her hands on her own body become more insistent, even as Brigitte grins sadistically, playing with her captive quite eagerly.

"You won't ever acknowledge us in public, will you? That's fine. I understand. You're afraid of what your father will think, aren't you?"

She's not actually waiting for an answer, obviously, more just talking for the sake of talking, as far as Diana can tell. All the while, she continues to roll the electrified pins of the Wartenberg Wheel across Sierra Knox's flesh almost casually, constantly electrocuting her with the low current, high voltage, high-frequency electricity. Back and forth, again and again, causing muffled squeals and screams to emit from Sierra's stuffed mouth, even as her spectacular naked form twitches and spasms and jerks this way and that on the St Andrew's Cross.

Diana, meanwhile, delves her fingers deep into her own cunt, now wet from the show, and she bites her lower lip to contain her own moans. Even if her office is soundproofed, she's not the kind of woman to let her voice out all willy nilly. Instead, she whimpers through her closed lips, her back arching a bit as she pinches and tugs at one of her nipples all while fingering herself.

The action in the video is ramping up now. The electrified pinwheel continues to roll across Sierra's flesh, but at the same time Brigitte has also reached down and grabbed hold of one of the two vibrating dildoes buries in Sierra's lower orifices, in particular the one in the bitch's cunt. She's working it in and out of her now, back and forth, even as she leans in close, her face mere inches from her captive lover's face.

"He's never going to love you, you know. He's never going to be proud of you."

To Diana's surprise, that's what finally does it for the Ice Bitch. Sierra's smoky, heavily lidded eyes go wide and then roll back in her head as she orgasms on the spot, the sensation along with Brigitte's words apparently proving to be too much for her. There's that inferiority complex that Diana had caught onto in play, the Agency Handler can't help but idly note.

It's not long after Sierra's orgasm begins to Diana tips herself over the edge as well, climaxing from the show right there at her desk. Gasping and groaning and finally letting out a moan, Diana squirts her pussy juices all over the underside of her desk, even as Sierra Knox spasms and jerks and seizes up in ecstatic bliss on the St Andrew's Cross.

And then it's over, with Brigitte dropping the wand and pinwheel toy and pulling the vibrators out of Sierra's holes and off of the most sensitive parts of her body. The ball gag remains in though, curiously enough, even as Brigitte unties Sierra from the cross and cradles her lovingly in her arms, a quiet murmur that the recorder almost doesn't pick up reaching Diana's ears.

"I love you…"

Sierra doesn't reply, and belatedly Diana realizes that the reason Brigitte didn't remove the ball gag was because she didn't want the other woman to reply. Perhaps she knew that the answer would never be 'I love you' back. Either way. It's obvious that Sierra Knox's lawyer has very strong feelings for her client… strong feelings that Sierra may or may not return, though she's clearly using Brigitte for sexual relief and sexual punishment, if nothing else.

After a few moments of just sitting on the floor, Brigitte cradling Sierra in her arms, the two stand up, with Brigitte helping her shaky lover walk out of the room. They pass close to the camera on the way out it seems, because Brigitte reaches out and the video ends there, presumably cut off by the blonde now that it was over.

For a moment, Diana just sits there in her chair at her desk, panting heavily. Her blouse is open, and her bra is flipped up, while at the same time her pencil skirt is hiked up around her waist and her pantyhose and panties are tugged down enough to give her access to her pussy lips. She looks utterly ridiculous, she knows that much… and after a second more, she puts herself back together, fixing up her clothing and regaining her professional look.

Once she's done so, the Agency Handler gets back to work, preparing the mission dossier for Forty-Seven. It's an interesting juxtaposition, sending an assassin to kill the woman she just jilled off to. For a moment, Diana considers putting the video and her observations on it into the dossier. Forty-Seven was well trained to make use of connections like the one between Sierra and Brigitte, if he had to.

But no, ultimately the handler decides against it. There were plenty of other ways to off the ice bitch without turning things sexual. And she had every expectation that Agent Forty-Seven would handle this mission with the same brutal efficiency that he handled every mission. The targets would be dealt with in short order, of that Diana had no doubt. Hopefully Brigitte would find a way to move on, in time. Sierra Knox didn't deserve the lawyer's love… maybe one day, long after the woman's death, Brigitte Cabot would realize as much.

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