Author's Note: Graphic sex ahoy!

A few days later I decided to make an early evening of it. Vanessa had taken Peter to the movies to see the latest "Eldritch Abomination" film. Cherry was at my parents' house, with her doting aunt and uncles to fawn over her. Heinz was working on something in the labs and I was tired after several depositions for Admiral Acronym's investigation into Monogram's abuses of power. Carl had been placed as interim head of our division, but he was so popular with the rank and file that the odds were in favor of him being confirmed as the next division chief.

It would be a welcome change.

When I woke there was a sleep mask ever my eyes ensuring I could not see – not that I needed to. I could tell I was shackled naked to a bed, wrists above my head and ankles spread far enough apart that I couldn't get my knees together. My hat was gone, lying who knew where. A cushion of some sort arched my back up, leaving me exposed and vulnerable.

The bastard had me this time.

A familiar voice chuckled nearby. "Not so tough now, are you, Fletcher? We'll see how you soften up after a little 'special treatment'."

My growled reply turned into a sharp gasp as I felt him pinch and twist my nipple. He followed suit with the other one, alternating between that and roughly squeezing my breasts.

I managed to grit out a few words. "What is it you want?"

"To hear you scream, of course," he laughed. "What else would your enemy want from you?"

"You're wasting your time. Nothing you can do could be worse than what I've already been through."

"Maybe... Let's find out together." His breath was hot on my ear and he licked my jaw, then sucked on the earlobe. I shook my head to free myself from him and he chuckled again. "So spirited..."

The shock of ice sliding along my skin made me gasp again, the wet chill circling around my nipples, making them harden in spite of myself. Goosebumps appeared along my arms and down my ribcage as the ice trailed all over me, pausing for a few long seconds inside my navel. After the meltwater had filled it, the ice began moving again, trailing down my belly.

I bucked and wriggled when I realized where the ice was headed but he had me tied down tightly; fighting it was futile. The chill meandered around my pussy's outer lips before trailing along the inner lips and circling my clit, the small remnant finally sliding inside me. I managed to suppress a moan as I felt it melting inside me, the meltwater dripping warm down my taint.

Far worse was my own growing wetness, my body reacting against my will.

I couldn't hide it for long, even with the almond scent of the oil he was rubbing into my breasts and belly covering the scent of my arousal. His hands were strong and skilled, the pressure of his thumbs against my lower belly and the inside of my thighs making me tingle deep inside.

He laughed again, his voice low and smug. "So there is a limit to your resistance... let's see how far we can take you."

"Like hell you will!" I hissed, trying hard to not groan in pleasure as his hands worked me, his thumbs now firmly stroking my pussy lips. When they brushed against my clit it took everything I had to repress the shudder that shot through me.

My captor paused and I almost whimpered, half in relief, half in disappointment. The reason was soon apparent as I felt the cushion underneath me be shifted, raising my hips even higher, my knees spreading even more, all against my will.

His thumbs brushed against my naked, helpless clit again, then rubbing up and down my now-swollen inner pussy lips. One hand pulled away and after a moment I felt a warm liquid drizzle onto my tender flesh, some of it guided into my vagina by two of his fingers that held me open for the purpose.

He spoke once more. "Now you'll get what's coming to you." His hands slid up my body and kneaded my breasts a few times before he thrust himself into me, making me cry out in spite of myself. He was large, thick and rough, and I bit my lip, refusing to give him the pleasure of hearing my voice.

He moved slowly for a while, perhaps gauging my responses before fucking me hard, the head of his cock thumping against my cervix. Whatever that scented oil had been, it made me feel every ridge and bump as it slid in and out of me. His thumbs kept working my clit, and the pleasure grew by the second. My hands clenched and unclenched, and my hips bucked in spite of my efforts to control them.

He chuckled and spoke once more. "Maybe we should kick it up a notch?"

His hands slid up to my chest and started working on my breasts as he leaned forward, his pubic bone pressed against mine, his balls pressed against my ass as he thrust faster, his cock filling me beyond anything I had felt before. Still thrusting, he lowered himself onto me until I could no longer even try to buck him off, his weight pinning me.

I no longer cared about escaping. All I wanted was to get my ankles free to point my feet into the air with my legs open as far as I could spread myself while my enemy pounded me into oblivion, and wrap my arms around his ribcage to hold on tight by digging my nails into his skin.

"See? It's not so bad, it it?" he breathed before sinking his large, sharp teeth into the flesh of my shoulder. The pleasure-pain of the bite pushed me over the edge and I came, short screams of ecstasy coming in time with the contractions of my pussy around his thick cock that kept fucking me and fucking me and fucking me until I was almost unconscious.

He suddenly stiffened and groaned, pressing himself deep inside me. I felt his sperm flood into me, my spasming pussy milking it as I screamed again and again, begging him for every last drop.

Once he was done he growled in satisfaction and nibbled under the corner of my jaw, murmuring "That wasn't so bad now, was it, Geliebte?"

"Some days I don't know if I love you or if I hate you, Doofenshmirtz... you letting me loose anytime soon?"

Heinz slid his tongue into my mouth, and I sucked on it gently as I kissed back. He slid the sleep mask off of my eyes as he nuzzled me. "Ah, but you and I both know how much you enjoy being tied up. Why spoil something so good so soon?"

I kissed along his jaw and neck before growling "Because as much as I love having your cock stuffed into me, the pressure you're putting on my bladder is making me want to go. Now. So pretty please?"

"Oh, in that case...!" He pressed the quick-release buttons on my wrist shackles and pulled out of me as I sat up and clicked open the ankle restraints.

I hadn't been kidding. I relieved myself, then decided to give myself a quick rinse-off on the bidet. The cool water made me gasp, I was so tender. He was the best at what he did, in that respect at any rate.

When I got back to the bedroom Heinz was outside in his bathrobe, puffing on the end of a hose attached to a strange-looking contraption. The glow of pizzazzium infinionite spilled from the open lock-box and the bag of plant matter I had seen before lay inside the lid, open and with a portion obviously missing.

It finally hit me. The contraption was a hookah, and what was in that bag wasn't oregano.

I stepped out into the cool evening air. It was very mild for a November night, but the forecast was for snow within the next few days. I decided to mention it.

"You won't be able to smoke outside much longer... and just how long have you been using that stuff anyway?"

He turned his head to look at me over his shoulder and smiled. "Longer than you've been alive, Geliebte. And before you ask, yes, I was high as a kite that time at Lake Nose."

"I see..."

"No," he answered. "No, you don't. You can't, really, unless you experience it yourself. This is one of the things that's kept me sane all these years. Your brother could use some, while we're at it. It can only improve his sour mood... thank badness he and Cherry are so infatuated with each other."

"I know... it surprised me for a while, but come to think of it, he and I were fused together just long enough for it to sink in. He wouldn't take it out on her, anyway. We're not like that."

"I know, Geliebte, and I'm grateful for it. If he ever hurt Cherry or Peter I'd kill him without a second of regret."

"Neither would I, love..."

He offered the mouthpiece and I accepted out of no greater reason than sheer curiosity. As an Agent I'd been given all sorts of information about marijuana, but so very much of it was contradictory. That Heinz was a semi-regular user was no surprise, but that it had no apparent ill effects merited investigation.

I pulled deeply, the hookah filtering the smoke and making it easier to inhale than I expected. The smoke was slightly acrid, and it tickled my salivary glands a bit, but it wasn't too unpleasant. I took a second hit before Heinz took it away.

"Easy... it's your first time. Give it a few minutes."

I leaned onto the balcony rail and waited as instructed, thinking it wasn't going to work... then a warm sensation of well-being settled over me as my perception changed subtly. A thought that had been simmering just under the surface rose to the fore and I made my decision.

"Heinz... after we get back from Jamaica we're going right back to work."

He looked at me skeptically. "Are you sure about that? I don't think we can be nemeses now that we're married and have a daughter and a foster son."

"Oh, no... not like that, love. Perry was always your nemesis, and he's going to need you to focus on now that he's human. He needs the stability. I meant us, as a couple, getting to work."

"On what?"

"On taking over the Tri-State Area."

He blinked in surprise. "Wait, what? Didn't I tell you to not inhale too much right off the bat?"

"Oh, no, it's not that way at all. I've been working on it in the back of my mind." I looked at him directly. "I want Cherry and Peter to grow up in a safe place. Cardones proved that the authorities as they are now can't stop someone like him from coming in. If it hadn't been for your help, he would have taken over Danville already."

"I still fail to understand what you're getting at, Terry."

"It's simple, really. Since it takes evil to stop evil, it may as well be us taking over. I'll stay with the Agency to keep other threats at bay. Your job is to take over the Tri-State Area... while keeping Perry busy with false leads."

He took another puff of the hookah. "That's a tall order, don't you think?"

"Not for the two of us together. I'll even put a lab coat on if you want. Over a purple dress, and black thigh-high boots."

He thought for a moment then laughed. "Ah, Geliebte..." He pulled me close for a passionate kiss. "This is going to be so much fun."

We are, after all, a perfect match.

Author's note:

And so it ends... for now. The next installment in this series, "The Once and Future Platypus" has already begun!

My thanks and love to all of you who have followed my work for over a year since I first began publishing. If it hadn't been for your encouragement none of this would have seen the light of day.

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