By Panther
<This is the third part of the story following Jenny in the Undercover Housewife (Alternate Ending) and Jenny - Escape Back to Danger. This story is a tribute to Brummie's Jenny the English Spy stories in Mr X forum. Characters are taken from the stories already written by him and referred to as well. Also, many plot points and descriptions are from the original stories as well. Finally, this is an adult story containing MF sex. Please do not read this if you are not of legal age in your country.
Feedbacks are welcome at philosopher_cat@protonmail.com. >
< Read the story Jenny and the Undercover Housewife, Jenny and the Undercover Housewife (Alternate Ending) and Jenny – Escape back to Danger to know what happened beforehand. The recap below is a short description of what happened till now.>
- Finally!! After four years, the story is finished. It was supposed to be a simple mistaken identity story. But it ended up being a complete series spreading across America, Africa, Russia and England with more than a dozen characters.
- I am also finishing the current series of Jenny the MI6 agent. The stories would continue but Jenny would be in a new avatar.
<Story till now: Jenny was betrayed by Suki and she sent someone to kill and hide Jenny’s body. But Jenny was able to escape. She gets help from her erstwhile boss, Holt. They plan to entrap the Senator and get a confession from him to clear Jenny’s name. Jenny joins the same college as the Senator’s daughter pretending to be a Latina. She struggles and finally manages an invitation to get close to the Senator. >
Chapter 10
All threads converging
London MI6 HQ
Suki Namura, the acting chief of MI6, was busy. But she still managed to find time to keep an ear out for the travel plans for an individual. A certain Mr Johnson who also happens to be the President of the country. But Suki was interested in learning about his personal travel plans.
The document that she was holding in her hand was one such plan. She read the document with interest and then pulled out a burner phone. She dialled a number from memory.
- “It is me. We need to talk.”
- ..
- “Yes. Again. I have needs and unless those needs are met, I have to keep working. So yes, we need to meet again.”
- ..
- “Tonight? Black House? Okay.”
- ..
- “Yes, I know what precautions to take. No one will know about it.”
- ..
- “Goodbye”
Jenny reached the address she was taken a bit aback. It was a manor house, set quite far away from any road or other dwellings. Must be for security reasons, Jenny thought and pressed the buzzer.
A hulking man opened the door.
“Hi, I am Lola Martinez. Kat, Katherine Swallows asked me to come here for an interview”, Jenny confidently said.
“Ah. You are the one Bruce mentioned. Come inside. My name is Frankie”, the hulking guy said. He carefully looked over the beautiful Latina. With dark hair and dark eyes, she has the body of a pornstar. She was wearing a long grey skirt and a white shirt. Even this conservative dress could not hide the huge boobs pushing the shirt up.
Jenny walked inside and sat in the drawing room.
“Anything you want? Coffee, Soda?” Franking asked.” Bruce is finishing up something and would be here in a minute.”
“Some water would be nice”, Jenny politely said.
As soon as Frankie moved to the kitchen to get water, Jenny opened her bag and drew a small device. She switched it on and polled in underneath the sofa.
“There goes nothing”, Jenny thought. It was a listening device which will record all conversations around for forty-eight hours. She is hoping that she would be able to persuade the Senator to say something incriminating.
Frankie came back with water. As Jenny raised her hand to take the glass of water, Bruce came in. Busy drinking the water, Jenny didn’t notice. Bruce stared at the woman for a few seconds.
Then with a sudden realization, he immediately moved out. He called out from behind the door.
“Hey, Frankie. Bring our guest to the basement now. Boss is here.”
Frankie went still for a few moments and then with a fake smile said, “let’s go to the basement ma’am”.
Jenny thought of refusing but couldn’t find anything to say. She shrugged and walked into the door.
Immediately Bruce grabbed her from behind and started yelling, “grab the bitch Frankie! She is the bitch who escaped from our US hideout and got captured again. We sold her to our Russian partners but it seems she escaped again. But this is her end.”
Jenny struggled hard but against the two hulking security guys, she was helpless. They dragged her to the basement and closed the door.
After an hour, the main door opened and walked in Suki and the Senator.
- “Ms Namura, I do not appreciate being accosted on the doorstep of my own house.”
- “Then Sir, with due respect, fucking pay me”, Suki said with her teeth clenched.
- “I have already paid you hundreds of thousands of dollars”
- “And you will pay me millions of dollars. Do I need to remind you what I have done for you?”
- “I remember”
- “No, you don’t. That is why you are thinking of cutting me out. I betrayed an active operation on you. Five good agents died. I betrayed the agent who came close to finding out about you. She was my friend and she died in a foreign land. I am even now passing on all information about your misadventures and the misappropriation of public money to a foreign nation for your own personal gain. Shall I go on?”
- “No need. I understand that you know too much and therefore your silence must be bought.”
- “Yes! Thank you for understanding”
- “I have your due credit ready. Jason and Lorrie, if you please?”
Suki turned around to see two hulking guards standing behind her. Before Suki could move, they grabbed her and lifted her up from the sofa like a doll.
“Let me go!”, Suki screamed.
“No, you are too dangerous. Search her, strip her and then bring her to the basement. Bruce has prepared the acid vat?” Senator said pointing a gun at her.
“Yes, Boss,” Jason replied.
Despite Suki’s struggle, the guards efficiently stripped her completely naked and then carried her like a piece of luggage to the basement.
The door closed once again.
Chapter 11
Hunter and Hunted
One hour back
Frankie and Bruce dragged a struggling and screaming Jenny into the basement. There was a vat, the size of a bathroom, bubbling with acid.
“I knew you at once from your tits.” Bruce chuckled. “Boss had planned to off someone and I was preparing the acid for it. And look who dropped in.”
Jenny remembered Bruce. He was pretending to be an Indian Yoga guru in the Senator’s house. If she had seen him a few moments before, she could have escaped. Frankie held her arms behind her to make her stand straight.
“Don’t worry. We are not going to make the same mistake this time. This time we are going to make sure you don’t escape” Bruce smirked.
He reached out and put a palm under each jutting tit, weighed them appraisingly, then squeezed the two melons and said, “Damned, Frankie, they are as good as I remember”.
He released the fleshy, jiggling tits and grabbed her ass. He slapped each cheek very hard and they barely quivered. Then he grabbed two handfuls of tits, clamped down viciously, and then brought his knee up between her thighs as hard as he could. The surprise blow was so powerful that it lifted her booted feet off of the floor and brought a loud groan of pain from her lips, as her mouth dropped open in shock, as her pussy lips were temporarily flattened.
The crunching blow sent her crashing to the floor, on her back.
Bruce then moved over to where she was lying and began walking around her, stomping and kicking her writhing body, nailing every part of her but her face. As his steel-shod foot bounced off of her curves he laughed and cursed at her, “How are you liking this, worthless cunt,” he asked.
She didn’t respond as she rolled around on the floor trying unsuccessfully to protect herself. He concluded the assault with a thunderous kick to the pussy that sent the toe of his shoe two or three inches up into her pussy.
Bruce stepped back and Jenny heard him order Frankie, “Get her up.”
The gorilla-like thug leaned over and grabbed a tit in each hand and used them to jerk her up to her feet. “Now, hold her so she can’t move,” ordered Bruce.
Bruce stepped behind her and put a full nelson hold on the dazed agent.
Frankie moved in front of her and blasted a straight right into her perfectly rounded stomach. The heavy punch splatted against her belly flesh, drilling in up to the wrist and making the shocked victim look like she was going to throw up.
The first blow was followed by three more that were all delivered to exactly the same spot. By the fourth one, Jenny’s head was slumped forward, chin on her chest and her tits heaving, as she gagged uncontrollably. Frankie grabbed her by the front of her hair, jerked her face up and said, “Get used to this, you filthy British cunt. We are going to be spending the night fucking your brains out and reaming your ass until you will need a manhole cover to hide the cavern we are going to be leaving behind. Then we are doing to dip you in acid, alive.”
Still holding her by the front of her hair, he brought his knee up into her crotch again, re-flattening her pussy lips, and then slapped her face as hard as he could, several times.
“Put her on the hoist,” Bruce ordered. Frankie dragged Jenny to one of the ceiling hoists, then tied her hands and put the hook between her hands. Then he hit the button and the agent lifted into the air until she was standing on the very tips of her toes.
The two security guys stepped up to the hanging beauty and each took a swing at her, burying their fist in her stomach and bringing a loud “oof” from her open mouth. Two more thudding gut shots were landed and these started drool trickling out of the corner of her mouth.
Bruce and Frankie kept punching in her tits and belly until a comatose Jenny stopped moving.
“Let’s fuck her ass”, Bruce said.
They cut her down and Jenny fell down on her front. Bruce stripped her and then dropped his pants and mounted her. His dry cock went in like a sledgehammer. He grunted and kept ramming his cock until his whole nine inches were in her ass. Once it went in completely, Bruce kept up a steady pace until he came inside her. Then Frankie took the change and fucked her relentlessly. Frankie was much bigger than Bruce, nearly fourteen inches, and even semi-conscious Jenny started moaning.
Once Frankie was finished, they dragged Jenny to a table and were trying to nail her tits to it. Jenny has regained consciousness by now and was feebly trying to resist when the door opened again.
“Is that the bitch we sent to Russia? How the hell she is here?”, Senator screamed out.
Bruce suddenly realized that he never asked her the story of how she found them here. He was trying to say something when the Senator said, “doesn’t matter. This slant-eyed Asian bitch was trying to blackmail me. After betraying her country and this other slut, she thought to betray me! Now both of the sluts will die. Put them in acid”
Jason and Lorrie dragged Suki towards the acid vat when Suki planted a kick on the Senator’s hand. The gun flew out and hit the floor. It accidentally fired a round. The Senator angrily pulled out his bowie knife and stabbed Suki in her belly. He pushed it in leaving only the hilt outside. Suki stiffened and groaned out in pain.
Suddenly, Bruce stiffened and then started howling. The bullet hit him right on his balls. Frankie immediately left Jenny and went to grab Bruce.
Jenny saw her chance and picked up the gun. She fired and Jason dropped like a rock with a headshot. The Senator tried stabbing Suki in her heart but managed to stab in her underbelly. He left the knife and jumped behind a pillar. Frank jumped on Jenny and Jenny fired three times. The bullets passed through him and hit Lorrie and he too went down.
Jenny staggered to Suki and just managed to drag her behind some cover when the Senator rose up again with a machine gun. It clattered and the rounds chewed close to them. Jenny dragged Suki closer and said, “don’t worry Suki. I won’t let them hurt you”.
Suki, pressing the wounds in her belly, gasped, “why? I betrayed you. I left you to die.”
“Because you are my friend Suki”, said Jenny simply as she raised her head to take a shot at the Senator. Suki stayed quiet, tears flowing from her eyes.
“Last bullet”, Jenny said. She prepared to stand up and take the shot knowing full well that the machine gun in his hand would make mincemeat of her. As she was about to stand up and Suki was trying to stop her when sounds of booted feet came all around them.
“Drop your Gun, Mr Johnson. This is MI6 and FBI. You are under arrest.”
Jenny dropped back with a sigh.
Aftermath
Six months later
Jenny walked out of the MI6 building for the last time. She has resigned. With the listening device picking up all conversations between Suki and the ex-Senator, the government had ample evidence to prosecute them. Mr Johnson went to jail. His property was also got confiscated. Suki went to the hospital for a long time and then would be in jail for an even longer period.
Jenny got her name cleared. She also got a shitload of money as compensation.
She decided that it was enough. She lost her husband to this job and now her only friend too.
As she walked home, she wondered, can she open her own detective agency?