Vice 18: Attack

“Entrar!” A deep masculine voice called out in Spanish after Mickey’s knock.

Mickey opened the door and entered a large room. She had never been in the VIP suite before but she was familiar with its layout because she had seen it several times in her training videos. Mickey stood in the main room of the suite, which consisted of the main room. A small kitchen area and a bedroom were entered by doorways on the right. To her left was a bathroom which doubled as a dressing area for the girls if they needed it. The main room featured a beautiful stained wood and glass bar to her right and a sitting area featuring a couch, coffee table and several chairs in the center. The main feature of the room was to the left where five individual lounge chairs were arranged around a hardwood dance floor which included a dance pole.

Mickey closed the door and struck a pose that was drilled into her in all of the training videos. It was a combination of raw sexuality and complete submissiveness. She stood with her hands clasped behind her back, feet together but with one knee artfully cocked to raise the hemline of her skirt and draw attention to her sculpted legs. Her back was arched to display her curves and highlight her breasts straining against the tight low cut dress. Her head was slightly lowered and her eyes downcast seemingly focused on the floor in front of the men. It was a pose designed to convey the clear message that she was there to do whatever she was told and that her purpose was their pleasure.

“Señores buenas noches,” murmured Mickey as she surreptitiously eyed the occupants of the room.

Three men were in the room. The older man relaxing on the couch and facing the door looked to be about fifty with a handsome face and gracefully greying perfectly cut dark hair, was obviously Cardone. He was wearing a black suit which was obviously expensive and perfectly tailored. Italian shoes adorned his feet, his fingers glistened with numerous gold rings, and a large gold Rolex watch was attached to one wrist. The other two men, both much younger, in less well kept and slightly rumpled suits, and missing their daily shave, were the rest of the body guards: each armed with an assault rifle and positioned at opposite corners of the room.
Cardone stood up and smiled as he gestured for Mickey to come closer. “Aquí viene mi pequeña flor.” Come here my little flower. Keeping her eyes down, Mickey gracefully moved in front of the cartel leader.

Cardone caressed the young Latina with his eyes before taking her chin in his hand and gently lifting her eyes to meet his. “Es tan hermoso.” You are so beautiful he murmured as Mickey lifted her eyes to meet his and she saw the lust and desire that burned there. Cardone was a man who felt no need to hide his wants and emotions. She noted that neither he or either of the guards seemed to take any particular notice of the swords she carried carelessly in one hand.
“Gracias, señor,” Mickey whispered as she smiled shyly.

Cardone stepped back and gestured toward the dance floor.”Por favor entreténganos Señorita.” Please entertain us.

Mickey, now letting the Starr persona temporarily take complete control, smiled seductively and spun on her heel toward the dance floor while looking over her shoulder at Cardone. “Sí señor. Sólo dame un minuto para prepararse.” Yes sir. Just give me a minute to get ready. Starr strutted to the center lounge chair and ran her long manicured fingers across it invitingly. “Por favor siente aquí a mi hombre guapo.” She flipped her hair over her shoulder as she winked at the cartel leader and absently tossed her swords into an empty chair. Her hips had an extra sway and she made sure to work them as she quickly went to a built in control panel next to the ornate fireplace that decorated the wall opposite the dance floor. Starr’s training kicked in and she quickly dimmed the lighting, cast a dark blue strobe light across the dance floor, and then filled the room with a pulsing Latin beat.

Starr turned from room controls and made eye contact with the cartel leader while giving him a dazzling smile. Her body naturally picked up the rhythmic beat of the pounding music as she slinked across the hard dance floor toward Cardone. Unconsciously she altered her stride so that each step pushed her tight clingy dress further up her thighs so that by the time she stood in front of him, legs spread and her arms on her bear thighs above her stockings, the vee of her black thong was visible to the seated man. Starr stared into Cardone’s eyes. Slowly she ran hand up her thigh, over her taunt belly and caressed her breast. She watched his eyes flick down to her nipples which she tweaked until they were prominently pushing through the thin material of her bra and her dress. Her body swayed naturally to the beat as her hands roamed continued to roam and she licked her lips provocatively. When he next looked into her eyes she smiled and brought her thumb to her mouth and slowly and sensuously sucked it as she moved her hard gaze from his eyes to the bulge which had formed in his tight Armani pants.

Spinning in time with the music Starr fast walked from directly in front of Cardone to the pole halfway across the dance floor. Halting abruptly in front of the pole in a side legged stance, she rocked her hips for several beats to make sure that she had her audience’s attention , and then grabbed the hem of dress and ripped it over her head in one fluid motion. She then pivoted on her toe and turned to face cordone with her hip cocked and her back arched…her tiny full bra and tight thong fully on display.
Tease Mr. Cardone and unbutton his shirt. Discover 9mm in a shoulder holster.

Mickey knows she now has Cardone’s full attention. A quick glance at the two guards confirms that they too are riveted on her every move. The undercover policewoman smiled seductively at Cardone and locked her eyes on his as she slowly spun around the dance floor in her skimpy lingerie. She could feel his eyes drinking in her curves, her long toned legs in their silky sheaths, and her soft breasts straining in their fragile support. Sliding from the pole back to the her feet Mickey strutted in the blinking blue strobe light back in front of Cardone.

In four long strides the petite dancer was back in front of the seated cartel leader. She gently kneed his legs apart as she positioned herself directly in front of him. She looked down at him as her nubile hard dancer’s body pulsed amid the bouncing strobe lights inches from his hands resting lightly on his thighs. He stared up, eyes fixed on her bobbing breasts which she squeezed and coddled with her long fingers through the thin silk of the bra. His mouth gaped slightly as Mickey slowly bent at the waist and leaned forward bringing her perfect orbs to within inches of his face. She cradled her breasts with her hands and lifted them slightly to his lips. Cardone, completely entranced by the prominent nipples pushing blatantly through the silk and the soft round skin offered up like the most perfectly prepared gourmet feast, leaned forward and kissed the tops of Mickey’s breasts.

Mickey moaned softly to encourage the kissing as she slid both of her hands around Cardone’s head and held his face to her breasts. She arched her back pressing them up and into his anxious lips while at the same time she quickly reached behind her withone hand and undid the clasp of her bra, letting the material lose. A quick practiced shrug of her shoulders and the bra straps fell down her arms and one at a time, she let the straps drop off her arms and the flimsy silk garment then drifted to the floor.

With her bra off Cardone feasted on her big soft nipples and Mickey could feel them grow and harden as the enraptured gangster kissed, licked and suckled on them. Mickey encouraged him with soft moans. “Oh señor. Eso se siente tan bien!” That feels so good. She ran her hands back through his hair as she gently but firmly pressed her breasts to his face. Suddenly, she pulled back firmly on his thick hair lifting his face from her now hard pointed nipples. He looked up at her in surprise as she dropped her lips to his in a deep wet soulful kiss. Holding his head by his hair her tongue forced itself between his lips and raped his mouth.

Cardone was awestruck by the transformation of the small shy Latina that had entered his suite a few minutes before. As soon as the music turned on she had become a blood pumping vixen. And as he let her invade his mouth he squirmed with shivers of pleasure that her unexpected forcefulness compelled in him. His hands lifted from his thighs and firmly gripped her slender waist. They squeezed and caressed her curves and then snaked around to cup her plump firm cheeks and hold her close.

Mickey prolonged the kiss by sucking and nipping at the excited man’s lips. She showered tiny kisses over his face and neck as she moved her arms down. Her fingers caressed his neck and her then traced the line of his broad shoulders as she alternated deep French kisses with loving licks and kisses of his neck. At the same time she raised her knee and set it between his splayed thighs, pushing it firmly between his legs and pressing it against the hardness she found there.

Sliding her arms over his shoulders Mickey loosened Cardone’s tie, and unbuttoned his shirt. All the time her lips were everywhere: locked on his; on his throat, on his chest, kissing down his neck. She also subtly rubbed his hardness with her knee as she felt his hands roaming and cupping her bottom which was completely bare except for the strip of her thong. Arching her back again she brought her breasts back to his lips and guided him back on to her puffy nipples. She let him worship her for several minutes in the blinding blinking blue light while she continued to moan and whisper soft encouragement in Spanish. She also looked at the two guards who had moved closer to the dance floor to observe the treats their boss was receiving.

Calculating that the room geometry was not going to get any better, Mickey broke her embrace with the cartel leader. She smiled and spun around after jerking his suit jacket down over his shoulders and to his elbows. She turned away from him but stayed between his knees and bent over offering her smooth perfectly curved backside to him. That move distracted him from his trapped arms as he took the obvious invitation and bent forward and began kissing the soft smooth skin Mickey offered.

Mickey watched the two body guards move to the edge of the dance floor as she rocked her knees causing her perfect rear to quiver enticingly for the distracted cartel leader. Both guards had laid aside their rifles. One was behind her leaning to watch his boss lick and kiss her soft behind. The other was in front of her staring at her breasts which she cupped and kneaded for his benefit. She instinctively understood that it was the time to strike.

Mickey straightened up and spun away from the seated Cardone. Her movements were jerky pulses to the watching gangsters as she spun around the small dance floor under the harshly blinking strobe lights. As she passed one of the empty chairs she picked up the previously positioned swords. Cardone and his two body guards did not notice as they stared transfixed at the curves of the beautiful dancer pulsing under the lights.

Suddenly, in one graceful and incredibly powerful swinging movement, Mickly slashed a guard in the throat with unsharpened but hard edge of a sword blade. He grabbed his paralyzed throat and fell to his knees. Mickey spun away and as she moved in the opposite direction the second blade connected solidly with his temple. The dull blade barely broke the skin but the hard steel blow knocked him unconscious. Mickey pivoted and turned, never slowing her dance and in three spinning steps was in front of the other guard. Neither he or Cardone had really processed what they had saw of the flashing blade in the powerful blinking light. They were completely distracted by the strutting spinning temptress and her succulent body. The blades in Mickey’s hand flashed and slashed again, this time first in a downward slash that shattered the other guards wrist and then in another sharp blow to the temple that sent him slumping oblivious to the floor. Mickey added a spin kick to the head as the guard fell to insure that he didn’t get back up.

Mr. Cardone barely perceived that in the space of six seconds both of his armed body guards were rendered unconscious. As his brain began to understand what was so hard to observe in the dark of the blinking blue strobe lights, he began cussing in Spanish as he struggles to free his arms from his jacket and get to the Beretta in his shoulder holster.

Mickey saw the realization in Cardone’s face but she knew it was too late for the cartel leader to retrieve the situation. She dropped her two swords and dove towards him onto her hands and then rocketed up and over in a running handspring to close the distance to him in a half a second. Cardone, in shock, fumbled ineffectively to free his sidearm while his eyes remained mesmerized by the twirling, kicking, diving and now threatening red-headed vixen. Mickey was suddenly back between his still spread thighs. She wasn’t even breathing hard as Cardone stared up at her. His hand continued to wrestle helplessly with the still locked in place pistol. Ironically, he couldn’t take his eyes off her perfectly formed breasts beautifully displayed inches from his face. Then Mickey’s fist hit him square in the face with a sharp quick jab that stunned him and rocked him back in his chair. Before he could recover she has moved behind him and locked him in a hard sleeper-hold.

Less than a minute after beginning her attack, Mickey stood alone in the still strobing light and blaring salsa music. Cardone and his guards were slumped around the room. Mickey armed herself with Cardone’s Beretta as she contemplated the room door and the lone remaining guard on the other side.

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The 18th in the "Vice" series. Click below to see the start of the series or the previous installment:

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