Jenny as the Undercover Housewife Part 3 By Panther Chapter 12 Tackling the problem head on The next two weeks went in a blur. Jenny's day started with her pussy getting eaten by Martha and afterwards getting pounded by the two huge vibrating dildos which nearly liquefy her innards. After waking up with an orgasm and then orgasming straight for nearly an hour she hopped on for a quick bath after breakfast and to the yoga class. There the Indian yoga teacher would proceed to fuck her in various difficult positions which pushed her to her limits of flexibility until he can't get raised again. Weary to the bone, Jenny would meet her husband, the senator, to talk for a bit. Once the senator leaves for his office, Jenny snoops around the house. After lunch, she would drive to the attorney general's house where she would have a couple of hours of steamy sex with Clara. Clara had an eclectic collection of dildos and soon Jenny was well acquainted with all of them. Sore in all her holes Jenny would then go to the gym, where the two ex-marines Steve and Jack would take care of her workout. The two hugely muscled trainers would proceed to fuck her thoroughly and so hard that Jenny would be left unconscious on the gym floor covered in cum and sweat with her pussy and ass gaping open and rivers of cum dribbling out. After another quick bath she would return home for a quiet dinner alone and then the secretary Robin would fuck her brains out for a nightcap. Jenny had a soft corner for her pretend husband, Mr Johnson. He was gay, which was a difficult thing to be in the conservative county. He had to hide his true nature. Jenny did not have the heart to tell him that, on top of that his wife was a nymphomaniac who fucked nearly half a dozen men and women every day, including his own secretary and his friend's wife. Her snooping went slowly but steadily. She managed to search everyone's room and found about a lot of secrets. But none of them was connected to being an enemy agent. In short, her mission wasn't going on well. News from London was not well either. There had been no trace of Mrs Johnson and it was being assumed that she had escaped the net. If that is the case then Jenny's mission would be failed as well. The handler of Mrs Johnson would know that the person pretending to be Mrs Johnson is not the same. There would be no contact and Jenny's life could be in danger. I view of this information, MI6 brass informed Jenny to give it one more day and then come back. Jenny wasn't sure to be relived or not. She had a stellar record of success. But in none of her other missions, she put herself through this. Nearly half a dozen men and women thoroughly abused and molested her body. She wasn’t sure if this was something she could have done for long. Overall, she was a bit sad about leaving the mission unfinished. Chapter 13 The fifth column When the last day of the mission arrived, Jenny was a bit relieved. Last night Robin had taken her ass instead of pussy and Jenny was still sore from the brutal fucking. After Martha and the Yoga teacher finished with her, Jenny wished to be dead. The last two weeks had been brutal for her body and she was now feeling miserable. It seemed that all she got out of this mission was to be the plaything for few men and women. Jenny went to meet her husband the senator Mr Johnson for the last time. He was at his desk in his office. He stood up as soon as Jenny came in. "So, tomorrow you are going to Europe again dear. I am sorry I could not join you this time,” he said keeping with the cover story. "Yes dear. I will miss you." Jenny said with feeling. She debated long and hard last night after Robin left her drained and cum splattered on her bed. She decided not to tell this poor man that his wife was an adulterer too along with being a traitor. After a few moments, Jenny walked out of the room. Robin was, as usual, sitting at his desk. Like every day, he was courteous to a fault betraying to hint that only last night he was sampling the goodies of the gorgeous woman in full flavour. Jenny said hello and then turned to leave. She suddenly stopped in her tracks. Then smiling sweetly she leaned closer to Robin and whispered breathily, "tonight, when you are going to use your big cock on me, don’t stop...at all." Robin, whose face was suddenly inches away from the warm swaying mammaries of the blonde heroine, smirked at her words. He fondled the hanging boobs and gave a few squeezes. "Sure", he said, without peeling off his eyes. If he had done that, and Jenny knew that he would not, not when she dangled her abundant boobs in front his face, he would have seen a very puzzling picture. Jenny peeking at the open page of the newspaper on Robin's desk. That puzzle would soon have turned into suspicion and our secret agent's game would have been up. But agent Jenny's big luscious heaving boobs prevented that. Boobs 1 and Villains 0!! But what captured our naive agent's attention in the newspaper that she had to bring her hated boobs into play? It was a news item headlined, "Attorney General inaugurates children's play store". Though not a newsworthy item, it had nevertheless carried a picture of the AG....and his wife. And it was a middle-aged, frail-looking woman, a far cry from the lusty and juicy Clara who had been thoroughly fucking our hapless heroine since last two weeks. Which means someone is lying. Jenny gently but forcefully removed her boobs from Robin’s grasp, where he had grabbed both the mountainous breasts in his fist and was happily motorboating them, buttoned up her dress. Then without a backward glance, she left the room. In her room, Jenny seethed with rage. Here she was thinking that the poor senator was the victim of a conspiracy involving his horny slut wife. But it seems that the senator himself is involved in some nefarious scheme and had been trying to pull wool over Jenny's eyes. Well, now that our beloved heroine has caught wind of the conspiracy, she will put an end to it. She will succeed in her mission and for that, she needs information. With a determination to finish this mission today itself, Jenny started preparing for her tryst with the imposter masquerading has attorney general's wife. Chapter 14 Tables turned A few hours later Jenny left Clara's apartment. The curvy brunette was not easy to break, but once Jenny started using the dildo, she divulged everything. It seemed that the senator was the mastermind. He was not even gay. Clara was an escort whom the senator sometimes used. Out of the blue, he had contacted her and asked her to play this role with an English agent. Apparently, he said it is important for national security that she does this. He even promised a bonus is she could make videos. Seething with cold fury, Jenny walked out of the apartment. The next stops would be the British embassy after she makes the call informing Commander Holt about the senator' aide. She made the call but before she could speak anything a white van screeched to a halt just behind her and even before she could turn around, a bag was pushed on her head and she was bodily lifted into the van. The mobile phone clattered on the sidewalk. Jenny tried screaming but a taser in her curvy ass took care of that. Her vision darkened as the van manoeuvred a rapid turn and she lost consciousness. With returning, consciousness came in darkness. Jenny’s mouth felt much like it did after a night’s sleep. Whether this meant she'd been unconscious for a long time she didn't know. What she did know was that her circumstances had changed. For a start, she was lying on the floor like a sack. Her hands were tied behind her back and her legs were tied at ankles. Opening her eyes, she saw the senator standing before her. "Welcome back, Miss Richards", the senator said smilingly. "What?” Jenny was confused, a state very familiar to her. "I personally wanted to thank you for helping me to get elected again. Since you made the call, I had informed that my aide is missing. Soon, they will figure out two and two is four and Robin is the traitor. Once he is arrested, I have enough paid police officers to confirm that he will confess to my wife's murder too. Of course, he would die by his own hand before someone actually interrogates him. Who do you think will win the election again, me, the strong leader who despite his misfortune still stood by his principles or some nincompoop the other team throws up.", the senator gloated. Jenny was horrified as she realized she had unknowingly walked into a conspiracy to implicate an innocent man. Then horror of horrors she realized that in addition to being lied to, fucked by various strangers and now being tied up she was going to have to endure a further indignity. He was going to monologue. Like all criminal villains who have the advantage of their adversary he just had to lord it over her and explain. Explain what he'd achieved, explain why he was the best and explain why he'd get away with it. The senator was obviously in a loquacious mood and just like a typical baddy couldn't resist a monologue eager for someone to know how clever and devious he had been. All she could do was watch the man who she fully expected to launch into a self-aggrandizing monologue. She wasn't to be disappointed. They always do the bad guys. It's one of the rules. "He's going to monologue and bore me to death", Jenny thought. To save her sanity, she decided to explore her situation. She was in some type of closed down building. The room was deserted. There were no chairs or tables. The door to the outside was of heavy wood and devoid of any traffic noise, Jenny was sure, it would be far enough from any curious eyes and ears. The door to another room was heavily padlocked. There was a small, waist-high pass-through opening in the wall behind her, which seems to be open to the kitchen and sink area in the back room. Meanwhile, the senator was chattering away excitedly. Jenny, through snatches of words which she tried to ignore, got somewhat a view of the whole picture. Apparently, the senator had been selling his country's secret for a long time. Once, his wife became suspicious, it became necessary to silence her. He murdered her in London and his foreign associates took care of the body. He assumed that he would be scot-free, but the presence of a similar looking agent complicated the matter. "I tried my best to keep you distracted. All the guying you have been fucking is on my payroll. It would have been perfect if you had left today. But you had to go and find out about Clara. By the way, did you know, her whole apartment and is bugged. We sure had a jolly good time with the tapes that you made. The same way we also knew when you found out about our plan and tied up Clara. Suddenly I had a better plan. But sadly, you have to die now. Robin would, of course, be accused of the crime. Sad. Lad never knew what is going to happen to him when I told him that you have eyes for him", the senator ended, perhaps expecting some kind of applause. Suddenly there was a noise of a car coming to rest outside. "That would be my associates. I will go and meet them. A lot of work to do tonight. Murder you, getting rid of your body, plant evidence in Robin's room. See you later, or maybe not", with a fake cheery smile, the senator open the wooden door to outside and left. Jenny immediately jumped to work. First, she pushed her shoulder back and tried to push her tied hands under her ass. Then she folded her knees and squeezed her body so that it passes through her tied hands. Her highly flexible body did the rest and suddenly her hands were at her front. Then it was a matter of few seconds for her to open the simple knot using her teeth. Once freed, she scooted to the outside door and placed her ear on it. Murmurs of conversation and heavy thunks of metal implements told her she did not have much time. The goons would be coming to kill her soon. She ran to the other opening which passed into the kitchen. Jenny bent her head down to the top of the pass-through to peek in. She could see the rusted metal sinks and platform in the kitchen, but it was deserted. There was another door which seemed to be closed from inside. Having made her mind she bent over all the way and leaned in through the opening with her elbows resting on the bottom ledge. It was a tight fit, and her shoulders were now scrunched together. There was a sound of the wooden door unlocking. Panicked, Jenny squeezed in through the opening to clear the opening. Several things happened at once. First, the door opened and there were shouts in several voices. The murderers are here! As this realization hit, her huge breasts cleared the ledge, her dress tore and her giant boobs tumbled out inside the kitchen! Jenny scrambled to clear the opening but realized to her horror that she was stuck. Her ample hips are not going to pass through the opening. The top half of her body was in the kitchen and her bottom half was raised up in the air with failing legs in the restaurant. There were stunned silences for a few moments at his hilarious visage of a gorgeous ass and legs sticking out of a hole in the wall. Then all of them started to laugh at her predicament. Jenny heard the voice of the senator laughing uproariously and saying something about an open invitation. From the other voices, Jenny guessed that all the villains of her ordeal were here and she was providing a very poor picture to them. There was an argument going on about what to do with her. The majority seemed to be the opinion of just killing her and hiding her body somewhere, others thought about keeping her in confinement. Though, the unanimous agreement was to have some fun with her. Soon, Jenny felt her panties being torn away and dress being lifted. "Let me tap that first. All these days I kept hearing from you how good this pussy is. Now I gotta sample some", the senator said. "Do it boss. She is a complete slut. She probably gets sad if no one sticks a cock in her in every few hours", probably one of the gym trainers said with a loud snicker. All these dirty talks and the danger of being violated again by multitudes was getting to Jenny. She wriggled some more to get some purchase against the opening and realized that her pussy was getting wet. The goons behind her saw that too and there was again loud chattering, "told ya, boss. What a slut." Next, she felt the unmistakable sensation of the head of an erect penis being brushed up and down across her privates, finally coming to centre poised against her moist vagina! "Whoa!" she cried, as the firm shaft plunged in up to her womb! She was now pinned up against the opening, with her breasts swaying with the motion of the cock now buried deep within her. The sight of her jiggling ass proved to be too much for the senator and soon he was cumming deep in her belly. Once he finished, it was open season on our hapless heroine's ass. One after another cock started plundering pleasure from her body. Some took her juicy pussy and stuffed it full of their meaty cock. Some took her ass and made her wreathe and groan in pleasure while they fucked the living daylight out of her. Martha and Clara were there too and they had brought that giant vibrating dildo with the intention to thoroughly use it. Clara especially had a grudge and wanted to take revenge for the earlier humiliation that Jenny did. Both them were more vicious on our poor Jenny's tender privates than a horde of sex-starved randy rabbits. Jenny nearly broke her voice from all the screaming and moaning. When all of them finished having their fun, the blonde secret agent hung limply from the opening. Her body had been through the wringer and back. Her exposed boobs were glistening wet with sweat and her drool. Her lower body was a mess. Dried cum and sweat marred the perfectly smooth alabaster skin, angry red finger marks showed where the villains had gripped her. Her pussy and ass was gaped open and was angry red from all the stimulation they received. White semen, deposited in the orifices multiple times by the villains was now slowly dribbling out. Jenny, hanging down from the opening opened her eyes blearily. Someone, from the other side of the wall, was discussing how to murder her in a calm way, like someone discussing which cheese to which for a sandwich. Someone was suggesting inserting a stick of dynamite in her pussy and letting it explode. Jenny shuddered. Suddenly she noticed a board underneath the opening. It said First Citizens Bank - Deposit Centre. Suddenly a lot of incongruity about the place started to make sense. It was an abandoned bank. And the opening that Jenny got stuck in the counter. So, that would mean the door to which Jenny was trying to escape was actually the inner vault. Jenny was simply running herself into a bigger trap. No wonder her captors were laughing so hard. Jenny would have felt miserable, or more miserable if she had not spied what seemed to be an alarm button near the floor. Jenny stretched her arm but was just a few inches short. A few good pushes could have done that. She tried wriggling but realized it was a futile effort. That seemed to leave only a single option. The busty agent took a deep breath and spoke out, “are your children done with your playing or would you like a lollypop too? Tied up with my ass open, and what all you guys did? I am so disappointed. I thought I would get to meet a real American man. Who would take his great big American cock, spread my soft pink pussy and plunge it deep inside me? Then he would pound my writhing body, pumping me, forcing himself into me, stretching me, fucking me, even when I beg for mercy. Deeper and deeper, pounding into me, taking me, screwing me until he fills me with his cum'. The beast that is in all men erupted from its cave roaring. Even the sane voices of Martha and Clara could not check them. Jenny braced herself and called out, "here I am. Trapped helpless with my naked butt sticking up, defenceless, available. He would have done anything he wanted and I couldn't have stopped him." There was stampede like sound and Jenny gasped out, "Aiiii". Someone drove his penis down inside her. Thoroughly drenched with juices and cum it went deep and yet sliding effortlessly. The massive schlong started fucking her earnestly. Suddenly another equally massive cock entered her ass. A shudder slowly spread through her whole body. Then another in her already stuffed pussy. Then it all broke at once. “Ohhhhhhh!” she squealed, as her orgasm took her. Her eyes rolling back, she tried reaching to the alarm button. Whoever was fucking her, kept pumping furiously, driving her mercilessly. Instantly a second devastating orgasm slammed through the trapped secret agent. Jenny opened her eyes wide and screamed as she shook helplessly with the three massive cocks buried deep inside her. Before the first ended a second started to build within her ravaged fertile hips. Unable to help herself, her squeals grew louder, higher, and faster with each passing thrust, as orgasm after orgasm rolled in and over and through her, combining together and building in strength. She bucked and brayed like a bull upon the massive schlongs, while still demolished by continuous and overwhelming pleasure, tried to reach to the alarm. But squirm and scream as she might, she could not reach it. Then, with a furious cry, all three of her rapists slammed their massive lance down into her with all the force and power they could deliver. Jenny reared back, her eyes rolling back into her head, and shuddered. Overwhelmed by the sheer depth of pleasure she had to undergo, she felt her world starting to slip. Her fingers reached the alarm button and she pressed it with all her strength and it went downwards slightly. The last thing she heard before she blacked out was someone yelling, "enough! Just kill her". A gun barrel was inserted into her pussy. Jenny slowly succumbed to the gathering darkness. Chapter 15 Endgame When Jenny came back, she was covered in a warm blanket. She looked around and it seemed like a hospital bed. A nurse came to check up on her and seeing her awake pressed a buzzer beside her bed. Soon, the hospital room turned into a railway station. Commander Holt as there so was the director of FBI and a few men in uniform and their aides and a few hangers-on. Jenny suddenly realized that she was buck naked and was only covered in the hospital white sheet. She tightly grabbed the sheet around herself, hoping she wouldn't have to salute anyone. With a nod to everyone, Commander halt started, "Agent Richards. You have successfully completed the mission. Due to your timely alarm, the culprits were caught red-handed. It was shocking to the whole establishment when it was found out that the senator himself is a traitor. Thanks to you, our cousins caught him before he could do any major damage. I appreciation of what you have done for this country, you are hereby presented with the presidential citation of honour." Jenny was giddy with joy. A big, round shiny medal was presented to her on a tray and after looking for a few moments to find a place to pin it and Jenny squirming and struggling to keep hold of the sheet, Holt simply kept it on the tray and handed it to her. "The FBI director has also offered to take you on a loan as a special agent. What do you say to that?” Holt said. "Me! Special Agent?” Jenny asked round-eyed. "Of course, sir. It would be an honour". "In that case, welcome to the 'company' Special Agent Richards. Hope you like it as much as the 'firm'", the FBI director said with a smile. Jenny, with nearly bursting out chest with pride, jumped up and said: “Yes Sir!!". The sheet dropped. There was a collective intake of breath and a moan, "HOLY MOTHER OF...!” followed by a familiar yelp!! Epilogue Jenny was nearly all smiles as she looked at the open-topped car in a cute pink colour. She had gotten a weeklong vacation before starting her new assignment and she always wanted to go on a cross-country drive. The used car salesman was a reasonably honest man. If he was not so dazzled by the blonde beauty walking into his store and asking to see a pink car for a cross-country trip, he would have probably mentioned the great big desert she would have to cross. But as it was, he completely failed to mention that and when Jenny bent over to look at the speedometer (because someone told her, she should look at the kilometres before buying a used car) and noticed zero and the thought the car as ‘brand new’ used card, she flashed a smile and half an areola at him, he nearly creamed his pant. All in all, Jenny got a hefty discount for her cute little pink car and happily drove on, not knowing that she is running into another of her misadventures. To know what happens next, read Jenny and the Phantom Cowboys By Brummie.