Dorrian

Summary: 009-1 is sent to find a scientist that is developing an anti-radioactive gas. Once she finds him, she has to do a little 'convincing' to get him to come with her. M/F

Mylene Hoffman was the best field agent in the elite 009 squad. This group of covert agents worked in a world where the cold war has raged for over 100 years. Mylene was called into the office of her boss, a man simply known as Zero.

"009-1, your next assignment will take you deep inside the eastern bloc. Your mission is to find the scientist named Dr. Dorrian and bring him back." Zero said.

"Why is he important?" Mylene asked.

"Rumor has it he has developed an anti-radiation gas. Imagine this: throw a gas canister into a nuclear missile silo, and all warheads there are rendered useless." Zero said.

"That would be a huge problem for the side that doesn't have it." Mylene said.

"That's why we're asking you to find him." Zero said. "Get the details from my secretary."

After getting the details, Mylene headed off for the Eastern bloc. Mylene entered that realm and started looking for clues as to Dorrian's whereabouts. In Dorrian's hometown, she found out he was in a well-guarded realm in the heart of the mountains. However, before she could leave, a soldier recognized her as a spy.

"Stop that woman! She is a spy!" He shouted as he opened fire with his automatic rifle. Mylene had to rush at lightning speeds to reach the woods. She did nicked with bullets twice, but none of the shots managed to do more than give her a cut. Mylene hid in the trees as soldiers searched the area for her. After they went on, Mylene managed to slip out of the sight of the guards, using her stealth training to blend in with the surroundings. She went on to the area where they said he was.

It took her more than a week to arrive at the center. When she got there, she found the place crawling with guards like roaches on food left in the street. She had to stay a distance back and think of a way to enter the place carefully.

She had to carefully study the guard movements for over a week before she found the weakest spot. It wasn't easy to punch through it; it meant taking out three guards before they could sound the alarm. This was no easy task; they were highly-trained and well-armed. Mylene decided to create a diversion while she broke in.

She then set things up. She rigged a device to hurl a bunch of twigs and stones into an area. Remotely setting it off, she swung into action. Even with the distraction, she was spotted within a minute of entering the compound and the alarm sounded. Gunfire sounded in the night and sirens blared. Despite being hit in the arm, Mylene was able to make it to a pile of old wood and hide there. She covered herself with some old wooden planks and hide.

While the guards searched for her, the general arrived and demanded a report from the head guard.

"Dorrian is sealed in the hold, general. At this time, nobody can get to him. Once we find the intruder, we shall dispense with her at once." The guard said.

"Describe her to me." The general said. The guard did so.

"009-1! I should have known it was her." The general said. He gritted his teeth and sneered.

"I want that bitch shot on sight! She has been a pain in the ass since she became a spy! Don't even think of taking her alive!" The general barked.

"Yes sir!" The guard said obediently. He had heard the codename before; it was one that caused extreme hatred of the western block. She was good at what she did. Too damn good. She caused no less than 7 generals to be sent to the gulags. Catching and killing this evil woman would assure, at minimum, a promotion. She was public enemy #1.

Mylene herself hid while her wounds healed. She knew she couldn't get out easily. It was time to think of her next move. She contemplated how she would get out of this situation for a bit. The next day, she heard some guards coming close. One of them was smoking a cigarette.

"So what's this heap for?" One of them asked.

"We're supposed to burn it." The other guard said. The first guard then threw his lit cigarette onto the pile. What nobody present knew was that the wood already had gasoline poured on top of it. The fire from the cigarette caused the wood pile to burst into flames. Both guards were a bit too close, and got singed. Mylene had no choice but to leave and make a break for the lab. In the ensuing chaos, she barely managed to make it into an air duct before she was spotted.

Now safe in an air duct, Mylene worked her way down into the lab. She reasoned it must be underground and well-guarded. Using her instincts, she was able to elude the guards inside the ducts. Unfortunately, the way to Dr. Dorrian was blocked by steel. He couldn't be reached, at least not without a fight or two. Mylene had no time to think, however; she knew that now that she was inside they would simply evacuate the building and use poison gas on her. She feared that they had already taken Dorrian elsewhere. She knew she had to act fast.

"Sir, we need executive permission to move Dorrian! 009-1 has infiltrated the base!" The general said into the phone. In the wall, Mylene heard him talking. She also saw there was a hole in the air vent, and lying next to that hole was the phone line. Mylene took out a pair of clippers. It took her a bit, but she successfully cut the phone line just before the authorization code was given.

"Sir! Sir! I can't hear you!" The general said. He then realized what happened and slammed the phone down.

"009-1!! I know you can hear me!! We will find you and kill you!!" The general shouted. "Give yourself up and we'll make your death painless!"

Oh right, like I would ever surrender to a motherfucker like you, Mylene thought. She had been in worse situations before. Mylene crawled away from the area and went onward. She then found a female guard that was about the same size as her, and alone. Mylene ambushed this guard and knocked her out. After trading clothing with her, Mylene felt she could move freely about the base more. She could get access to Dr. Dorrian.

Upon walking down the corridor, Mylene ran unto another bit of good luck. The CIA had heard about Dorrian and sent their top man to get him. That man, who was also wearing an Eastern Block uniform and sporting an AK-47, recognized Mylene immediately.

"Miss Hoffman..." He started. Mylene held up her AK-47. Physically, he was tall, muscular, and dark. He was Hispanic and had a killer ass. Mylene liked what she saw in him; under different circumstances, she might have wanted him.

"It's me, Steven Ochoa." He continued. Mylene lowered her rifle. She knew the name; he was one of the CIA's best operatives.

"Well... So the CIA wants Dorrian too, hmm?" Mylene asked. The two of them then relaxed a bit, but kept an eye out for danger.

"Neither of us can do it alone, but we might pull it off together." Ochoa said.

"Sounds good to me. Do you know where they're keeping him?" Mylene asked.

"The door in front of his room is 20 cm thick Krupp C 55 steel." Ochoa said. "I could pick the electronic lock if I could get a bit of time."

"I'll buy us some time." Mylene said.

They made their way to the door, where three guards were waiting. In a burst of superhuman speed, Mylene sprayed gas into the faces of all three guards before they could react. The guards collapsed and were then shoved into a closet. Mylene watched out for problems as Ochoa picked the lock. Once the door opened, Ochoa and Mylene entered to find Dr. Dorrian working on a lab set.

Physically, Dorrian was in his 30's, had close-cropped black hair and brown eyes, and was physically fit. He seemed a bit on the thin side, however.

"We have come for you, Dr. Dorrian." Mylene said.

"You must be those two Western bloc spies that everyone is so upset about." Dr. Dorrian said. "I'm not going with you."

"Why not?" Ochoa asked.

"I have a comfortable life here, researching things. I can work without interruption most of the time. My colleagues are quite supportive of me. What can you offer that's better in the west?" Dorrian asked.

"Freedom." Ochoa said.

"I already have that here." Dorrian said.

"You drive a hard bargain, Doctor. All right, I'll throw in a night with me." Mylene said.

"Well, that sounds interesting. All right then, let's go." Dr. Dorrian said. The three of them walked into the corridor where they were met by three guards.

"What is going on here?" The guard asked.

"Executive orders! Dorrian is to be moved until the spy is captured!" Ochoa barked. They seemed a bit confused at first, until Ochoa pointed his AK-47 at them.

"Move! That is an order!" Ocha snapped. The guards moved. Mylene, Ochoa and Dorrian made it as far as the car shed when they were discovered. They had to shove Dorrian into a car and drive away at top speed while dodging a hail of gunfire. The chain-link fence at the gate was no match for the car. After running through it, they drove for the Western bloc border.

It took about two days to lose the guards. After that time, they checked into a modest hotel and settled in. That evening, Ochoa stood guard outside while Mylene and Dr. Dorrian were inside.

"Well, Ms. Hoffman, I think it's time to see if you're true to your word." Dr. Dorrian said as he put his arms around Mylene from behind. She gave a sly grin.

"Well, Dr. Dorrian, are you ready for the best time of your life?" Mylene asked.

"Always." Dorrian said. His hands went from her waist to her tits. Dorrian found out that her mountains, while artificial, still felt wonderful to feel. Mylene reached down and caressed his clothed cock, and it started to respond to her touch. Dorrian then undressed Mylene, and she undressed him in return. Once naked, Dorrian reached down and caressed Mylene's hot slit. She moaned softly as he did this. Mylene had been trained in how to make love expertly, and she was using that to its fullest here. Mylene then lay on the bed and parted her legs, inviting Dorrian to eat her out. He went down on her, and he stuck his cock in her face. Mylene knew she was supposed to suck that hard rod of his, so she eagerly took it into her mouth. While not great tasting, it wasn't bad either. She's had worse. Mylene also got her snatch licked by Dorrian's tongue. He was so-so with that. Mylene knew that she shouldn't concern herself that much with how she felt; Dorrian's pleasure came first. One slip up and he'd walk away. She moaned softly as they did the 69. She found herself fantasizing that it was the hunkier Ochoa that she was doing. Mylene didn't let it slip out that she was doing this, however. After a while of doing the 69 with Mylene, Dorrian turned around. Mylene got a female condom on and then Dorrian stuffed his cock deep inside her hot, tight pussy.

Mylene seized his rod hard with her snatch.

"Ooh... It feels so huge..." Mylene said breathlessly. She really didn't feel that filled up, but it wasn't like she was fucking a pencil. Mylene moaned and gasped as Dorrian went deep inside her and back. He felt great fucking Mylene's eager tunnel. She didn't seem to mind him inside her though. It was one of those cases where it wasn't bad, but it wasn't great either. Dorrian continued to ram his sausage deep into Mylene and back. She also ran her hands over his chest while they fucked. After a bit of this, Dorrian came into the condom he wore, and ten Mylene came as well.

Dorrian collapsed next to Mylene after coming. She then took the condom and threw it away.

"I thank you for this. I haven't had sex in 8 years." Dorrian said. "They shipped my pregnant wife to Siberia to keep me loyal. She immediately got sick and died, a mere nine weeks before the child was due." Mylene put an arm around him.

"Where you're going, anyone you fall in love with will be by your side as long as you want." Mylene said. They continued to cuddle, and then fell asleep together.

-To Be Continued-