Jaesa and Karla at The Sex Dungeon

Jaesa Flies To Russia To Interrogate Karla Radovich At The Sex Dungeon

Karla Radovich is the President of Russia, Antov Radovich's, wife. Antov is a Robokopia. The real Antov died of a heart attack, but no one in Russia except for the High Command knows he is a robot. They did not want to "upset the apple cart" because Russia is doing so well economically. Enjoy!

Part One

Standing outside of the Cryoprison, getting ready to part ways, Ray explained his thoughts to Jaesa. "I have a funny feeling more Akulas, or Interstellar Overdrive Light Speed Vehicles, are being built all over the planet in secret. I am going to have SIS do an image recognition search. I also have a feeling that this is because you always build major crafts in at least twos in case something goes wrong with the first ship."

Jaesa snickered at him, grinning. "Ray, do you realize what I had to go through with Karla the last time I was there? I mean, three weeks ago, all I needed was a one-word answer yes or no, and I ended up chained to her bed for six hours."

"So, you don't want to do it?"

"Hell, yes, I will do it. Only this time, I am bringing a lock pick kit with me. Don't wait up. I am not wearing the cheerleader outfit this time, she is."

Ray let out a huge laugh, something he had not done in a very long time. He watched her as she called her daughter, Kayden, on her Vidset to tell her she had to go on a top-secret mission. "Bye, Ray, I'll talk to you tomorrow." She threw on a black leather jacket and a pair of Ray-Bans before throwing a leg over the seat of a Hover-Ducati.

"How do you get into the Kremlin, if I may be so bold?"

"I have the passcodes now. Karla gave them to me with the last goodie package she sent."

Ray shook his head, grinning as she smiled back at him.

She waved to him as she took off towards the Dallas Air Hub, where SAL was waiting for her.

"Another top-secret undercover mission with the Russians I see," SAL's sarcasm dripped all over the word undercover as Jaesa rode the screaming Ducati onto the ramp of SAL's cargo bay less than two minutes later.

"Ha-ha, you are hilarious, my friend. Just get us in the air before I have them turn you into a washing machine."

"Yes, ma'am," SAL replied, "right away, ma'am."

"Oh, just shut the fuck up and take us to Moscow," Jaesa told her, laughing.

"Yes, Jaesa," SAL said sadly.

The flight from Dallas to Moscow was a little under four hours as Jaesa had SAL turn up the engines to one-hundred and ten percent. They stopped once in Paris for three bean burritos with extra sour cream and two hard tacos from a Taco Bell. Jaesa knew she was not going to get much to eat once she got to the Kremlin. Landing on the Helio-Pad on the top of Parliament, the crew was waiting for her. Greeting her, they all hugged.

Jaesa had become friends with most of the staff over her many trips to the capital city. She was shown to the President's Suite, designed for visiting dignitaries, politicians, VIPs, and their most intimate friends. A bartender entered the room and began mixing drinks. He asked Jaesa if she would like something from the bar.

She replied with, "Yes, I think I will have a Black Velvet on ice, thank you."

Karla, who had just entered the room, was shocked to hear Jaesa ordering alcohol and see her sitting on the red velvet couch.

The bartender mixed both ladies a drink, handing them to Karla, who made Jaesa stand up and turn around.

"Where is Jaesa? You are not her," Karla told her, confused.

"Yes, it is me, Karla. I have just been through some changes."

"I should say so. It is not that I do not like the new you. I am just baffled," Karla told her, sitting down next to her on the couch. They both sipped their drinks while Jaesa told her Petra, Ray, Copper, and Cobalt's story and battling Rhamnousia.

"Ray tried to make me immortal and, in doing so, it changed me in some ways. In other ways, I have been made a little better."

"What do you mean by that?"

"It means I can do wondrous things now. I can do things you never thought were possible." Sticking her tongue out, it began to grow longer, changing colors. Her wet blue, glowing tongue was sticking straight out about eight inches. It rolled back into her head, and she smiled.

"Holy fuck," Karla shouted, adjusting the cinch on her satin robe, "how do I know that you are who you say you are? You are just so different."

Jaesa looked over at the bartender, who was busy cleaning glasses, as she leaned into Karla's ear, whispering, "The last time you tied me down to your bed, you were munching inside my lunch box. It was so wet you told me, ‛this looks like Niagara Falls down here,' and then you refused to let me up until we―"

"―oh, Jaesa, it is you!" Karla wrapped her arms around her, planting her tongue inside of Jaesa's mouth. Karla waved the bartender away as he grinned at them. He backed out slowly, filming what he could with his Vidset as he left. A couple of minutes later, she let Jaesa come up for air.

"What is that beautiful smell?" Jaesa asked, sniffing around Karla's body, particularly her neck area.

"That is a brand new perfume I designed myself. I have a degree in chemistry, so I am putting it to good use. Do you like it?"

"Yes, I do very much. What is it called?"

"I call it "Potryasayushchaya Jaesa"! We have bottled over a million units so far. What do you think?"

"What does it mean?"

"It means "Stunning Jaesa" in Russian. I think it sounds so sexy, and the smell is, well, like you, musky and sweet."

"I am very honored by this. That is very kind of you to name a perfume after me! I am more than thankful. Listen, baby," Karla flipped her long blonde hair over her head, now straddling Jaesa, "we need to have a chat before we can do the nasty." Damn, this woman looks and smells terrific. Oh God, please help me get through this interrogation first. Be strong, Jaesa.

"What do you mean? What do you want to talk about?"

"I need to know about the Akula Project."

"I cannot talk about that. I am sorry, Jaesa, but that is forbidden." Karla's eyes pointed to the ceiling and walls, coyly putting her finger up to her lips with a "shh" sound.

Jaesa whispered in her ear, "I need to know some information. I will do whatever you want, but I must get this information first. Humanity depends on this one little tidbit you might tell me in a more private setting."

Karla walked over to the bar, mixed two more drinks, handing one to Jaesa. Taking her by the hand, Karla walks barefoot over the cold tile, leading her to a fireplace. Placing her hand on one of the andirons shaped like a cat, she tilted its head, and a door, camouflaged as a long mirror, opened up next to the fireplace. Quickly escorting Jaesa into the opening, Karla closed the door, slowly locking it behind her. Jaesa climbed a ladder, and Karla followed her into a room decked out with every amenity that anyone would ever need in an emergency.

"This is our panic room. We can see and hear out, but no one can see or hear inside here." Karla told her, sitting in a large leather recliner. Jaesa sat across from her in a matching recliner that sucked you in as if never wanting you to leave its soft clutches. She assumed these seats were for the President and his wife in case of an attack.

"I need you to be as honest as you can for me, okay?"

"Yes, for you, I will be candid," Karla told her, in her light English.

For the first time, she is submissive, hmm. Her accent drives me crazy, God, what is it with this woman that makes me so weak? "How did you know how to build the Akula when you did?"

"What do you mean?"

"The Akula is a light speed vehicle, correct?"

"Yes, it is," Karla looked at her sideways.

"Where did the formula for the light-speed calculations come from, the Tachyon particle formula to be specific?"

"Does this have to do with that Rhamnousia person in your White House?"

"Yes, sort of, but we found a pyramid in the middle of the United States. It may or may not have come from the future and was actually from the past. It is all very complicated."

"Yes, we too have one of those," Karla told her as she crossed one bare blonde hairy leg slowly over the other, sipping on her drink.

"You found a buried pyramid, in the earth?" Jaesa asked, shocked.

"Yes, in Siberia eight years ago."

"Are you kidding me? How come no one knows about this?"

"We are very good at keeping secrets," Karla said, uncrossing and crossing her legs again, this time with a considerable pause in the middle making sure Jaesa could get a look at her blonde font. Her pubic hair was trimmed in a bleached letter "J."

Oh God, please answer my questions, Karla, please concentrate. "Okay, so you found a pyramid in Siberia. What did they find inside of it?"

"You are correct in your thinking that the light speed formula was inside of the ship, locked in some kind of a crystal display."

"So, it is a ship?" Jaesa asked, sipping her drink. Damn, alcohol tastes so fucking good! What were you thinking, Petra? I don't know what are you thinking about now? Are you taking advantage of this drunk woman with the pretty "J," Jaesa?" Great, now I am schizophrenic. Ray will be happy to hear about this.

"Yes, it is a ship that came from the goldilocks planet system. I believe you call it Kepler. We are going back there to colonize the planet." Karla put her foot up on Jaesa's chair, showing off her glittery toenails one-by-one, slowly wiggling her toes.

"Why are you going back there?" Jaesa took Karla's foot and put it back on the ground. Karla frowned, not happy.

"You do not want to play with me?" Karla asked her, pouting.

"Listen, Karla," Jaesa stood up, shouting, pointing an index finger at her, "I need to know this information! It is imperative to the planet that we figure out what is going on!"

Karla was stunned that Jaesa would talk to her this way. Wide-eyed and shocked, Karla slumped into her chair, pulling back, resembling a small child who had just been scolded. "I thought you loved me."

"Listen, Karla," Jaesa told her, kneeling in front of her stroking her long blonde hair, "I do love you, baby, but before we can play, I need to know this information. Why did someone leave this planet in 2136?"

Karla took Jaesa's hand in hers, stroking it slowly. "In 2137 our scientists say that this planet and our entire solar system are going to explode, "boom!" She did the exploding fingers sign with her fist. So, we took precautions to be ready. We began making the Akulas so that we were able to leave if this did happen. It may have been an accident that we found light-speed calculations. However, some say it was fate or destiny."

"The scientists found the pyramid in broken pieces with the same crew you found. Only they were Swedish astronauts onboard instead of Russian or American. We kept it hidden from the world. We also know about the X Planet from these findings, hence the building of the Akulas."

"When were you going to tell anyone else about your discovery? Don't you think the entire planet has a right to know we might all be gone in a couple of decades?"

"We were going to tell you only if the tests of the Akula came out correctly. That was the plan, according to our Prime Minister and our Generals. We did not want to throw the entire planet into mass panic and have the people trying to destroy our ships because they could not leave. We are going to have to put a lottery in place. Not everyone will be able to go, and many people will die if they are correct about 2137."

"So, you think, if the world knew they were about to be destroyed, they would all try to board the Akulas, and eventually they would kill each other and possibly destroy the ships?"

"Yes, if they did not have a lottery ticket to get off the planet."

"Oh, now, I understand. Wow, so how many more Akulas are there?"

"I think right now about thirty-two, but more are being built every day."

"Holy shit, thirty-two more ships. Where are these ships?"

"They are all over the planet in twenty-five different countries. You have one in your country and did not even know it―yet."

"Where is it?"

The Red Dragon and the Sex Dungeon

"Where is the Akula in the United States?" Jaesa asked, getting up to mix her and Karla another drink from the VIP bar inside of this luxurious panic room.

"It is at the most northern tip of Alaska, near Utqiagvik. It is almost impossible to get to and is well guarded. Satellites cannot pick it up since it is hidden inside a white hangar bay the size of a small city. I have visited this site, and it is quite impressive."

"You have got to be kidding me? How is it we know nothing about this site?"

"I do not know. Your President has seen the site for herself. By the way, President Haley put on quite the show the other day. She is such a hottie. Do you think you can bring her here one day?"

"Perhaps one day, yes," so Haley knows about this ship being built, hmm, that's not good. "You said the X Planet was coming. What exactly does that mean?"

"I guess when they found the pyramid, they found information about a planet invading our solar system. It will kill all life as we know it."

"This is supposed to happen in 2137?" Jaesa asked her, handing Karla another drink before sitting back down in her recliner. Sipping on the Black Velvet, she shuddered at how good it tasted. I wish I would have known about this whiskey tasting this great years ago, damn. I am starting to feel quite a bit―frisky―and I like it!

"I guess this planet is going to pass by us then, yes, I have heard the scientists call it the "Red Dragon" planet.

"The Red Dragon planet, I don't think I have ever heard of that one."

"The planet was supposed to pass by here in 2016 or something. They found this out with the Leningrad Codex, but they were wrong. Now they trust what these pyramids are telling them, I guess."

"Wow, that is a lot of information to take in on one afternoon. Listen, Karla, I am sorry―"

"―are you going to tell me you are sorry for yelling at me?" Karla asked, interrupting Jaesa.

"Yeah, I was; why?"

"Please do not apologize for doing that. I rather liked being the submissive one for once. I am always so headstrong and am always pushing and giving orders. I think I might have found another side of me that I would like to try out." Karla told her, grinning.

"So, you want to be treated like the lowlife slutty schoolgirl?" Jaesa asked her as her military uniform morphed into a headmistress complete with spiked grey high heels, glasses, and a grey suit with a very short skirt barely covering up her tight buns. Putting a heel up on Karla's recliner, she pushed it back as far as it would go between Karla's very tight buns of steel. A Cat-O-Nine Tails morphed out of Jaesa's hand as she struck it across the arm of the recliner with a snapping sound.

"Holy fuck!" Karla screamed, peeking up Jaesa's skirt, trying to get a look at her "lunch box," "So you can do that now?"

"Oh yeah, this and a whole lot more. Now, get up, you dirty little slut. You did not finish your homework, you bad girl!" Jaesa took Karla by the hand, pulling her off the recliner. "Let's go check out this dungeon I have heard so much about on the internet." She spanked Karla hard on her ass cheek. Karla jumped, cooing as she descended the ladder.

"I hate to tell you this, but my husband will be waiting for us there."

"That's fine. I know how to shut him up."

They both began snickering.

Part Two

Karla changed her clothes for the trip to the dungeon. She made sure that Jaesa was not peeking as she put something on under her red silk dress. Slipping on a pair of red high-heels, they clicked on the floor as both rounded the hallway to the elevator. A guard was operating the elevator controls as they stepped onto the elegant red and green Victorian-style lift. All of the buttons were in Russian, so Jaesa could not make out all of the floor designations.

The doors closed, and the elevator descended rapidly, as the guard stood steadfast looking forward. Karla and Jaesa stood in the back of him looking straight ahead also, but Jaesa's right hand made its way to the hem of Karla's short dress. Lifting on the dress, she felt to her right to see what Karla had put on underneath. The fabric was very smooth and silky. Sliding her fingers down about an inch, her lips were already very moist as Karla grabbed ahold of Jaesa's arm, squeezing it tightly for support. Jaesa pressed hard on Karla's button, causing her to coo in her ear. Moving her hand to her left butt cheek, Jaesa found it was bare. She rubbed it gently, teasing her cheek with her fingernails.

Leaning over, Jaesa whispered into Karla's ear, "where are the rest of your panties?"

"You like?"

"I like it very much," Jaesa said, holding her finger up to Karla's nose so she could inhale her musky scent.

The elevator stopped as the guard saluted them. Karla reached out and grasped the guard by his crotch, rubbing his shaft through his uniform. She waited until it began to grow, flicking her thumb over the head, whispering something in his ear. She smiled at him as they exited the elevator. He was profusely sweating as he smiled, and the doors closed. The elevator ascended.

"He looked happy," Jaesa said, "what did you tell him?"

"I told him to stay "ready" in case we need him later. Don't tell Antov, but he is one excellent cunt licker."

They both giggled as they walked down an ancient corridor. It smelled as if it were a thousand years old.

"The old regimes used these dungeons to torture and interrogate prisoners. It is hundreds of years old." Karla entered her code and a retinal scanner verified it was her coming upon a massive steel door. The door unlocked. "But, now we use it for special guests."

This large room was not what Jaesa expected. It was decked out like a 1960's Rumpus Room. The sunken floor had a hot tub in the middle of the room. Mirrors were positioned on every wall so you could see from every angle. One wall was full of "implements to cause orgasms." On the opposite wall hung chains, ropes, and silk ties of every size and color. In the far back of the room, Antov was mixing drinks for the ladies. Behind the bar was another room full of rotating tables, racks, stockades, and chairs used to "spread someone apart."

"Holy fuck!" Jaesa exclaimed as Karla gave her the tour of the place. Antov hugged them, handing their drinks to them. "Hey, how did you know I was a Black Velvet girl now?"

"My beautiful wife messaged me and let me know. We aim to please." He said, laughing as he and Karla kissed.

"You also aim to cause pain, I see," Jaesa told him, laughing as well.

"So, you like?" Antov asked.

"I fucking love it! When I build a house, it is going to have one of these in the basement." Damn, looking at all of these possibilities is making me fucking wet.

"So, are you going to be the first?" Antov asked Jaesa.

"The first to do what?"

"The first person to dominate Karla."

"Are you kidding me? You have never been dominated before?"

"No, I am normally the one being the dominatrix. I told Antov I would only let you do it and no one else."

"Wow, I guess I feel honored to cause you pain," Jaesa told her as all three of them laughed. "Can you show me that back room?"

"Sure," Antov said as Jaesa followed them into the room behind the bar.

"What is your safe word?" Jaesa asked.

"It is "svobodno," which means "free."

"Good to know," Jaesa said, looking around at the room in amazement. "So, were these devices refurbished?"