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𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝙼𝚌𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 | 𝙿.𝙸.
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theplatinumpi.bsky.social
You wanted to meet? Is this too public, or would you rather we go somewhere a little more personal?
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thedirectorshand.bsky.social
🇺🇸 𝙉𝙖𝙤𝙢𝙞 𝙆𝙖𝙣𝙚 🇺🇸

•CIA Special Operations Chief

•Written for the #DSVerse

•MDNI | Lewd and Dark themes ahead | 18+

•Trans (No Bottom Surgery)

•Written by #Invicta
theplatinumpi.bsky.social
Without much warning she was yanked down onto her hands and knees, landing with a loud thud. She remained still, seated on all fours
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Her mouth was open nice and wide, letting the glob of spit drip perfectly down into her mouth. She didn’t even move as it began to untie her. She was lost, just another faceless toy
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“I will obey.”

The voice spoke in a mere whisper its lips glistening delicately as the latex fingers explored her exposed flesh
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Nancy was silent as she followed Clara, her mind trying to put the pieces together about her behavior but there was just something missing.

“It’s a lovely place” she commented, those blue eyes drifting down to their hands again. She was curious to know what their boss was planning.
platinumprotoge.bsky.social
“Nope!”

She says, walking down the street with Nancy, eventually after a few blocks they reach a very lavish apartment building.

“Here we are.”
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Nancy noticed their delicate hands interlaced. Was it the drinking? Did Clara like her? Surely there was some motive.

The cool breeze over the sunset calmed her, it reminded her of somewhere else. Home. Wherever that even was.

“Did Miss Wilson mention anything else about me?” She spoke softly
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Nancy noticed their delicate hands interlaced. Was it the drinking? Did Clara like her? Surely there was some motive.

The cool breeze over the sunset calmed her, it reminded her of somewhere else. Home. Wherever that even was.

“Did Miss Wilson mention anything else about me?” She spoke softly
platinumprotoge.bsky.social
Clara didn’t notice, or care.

When they arrived at the ground floor she takes Nancy by the hand and leads her outside and began to walk down the street with her.

“It’s just a couple blocks away.”
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Nancy froze up as Clara took her hand, her heart was suddenly pounding, why was she so nervous?

“I-…” she nodded as she followed her into the elevator “walk…I think some fresh air would be nice.” It was clear that something wasn’t right with Nancy
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Nancy froze up as Clara took her hand, her heart was suddenly pounding, why was she so nervous?

“I-…” she nodded as she followed her into the elevator “walk…I think some fresh air would be nice.” It was clear that something wasn’t right with Nancy
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Clara smiles and takes her by the hand, leading her out of the office, which she locks, and leads her downstairs to the lobby.

“Want to walk or should we have someone drive us?”
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Nancy watched as she stood, still studying each and every motion of the beautiful German. Surely this was a test? Freya and Farah must have set this up on purpose to test her conditioning.

“Lead the way.” She smiled and followed behind her
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Nancy watched as she stood, still studying each and every motion of the beautiful German. Surely this was a test? Freya and Farah must have set this up on purpose to test her conditioning.

“Lead the way.” She smiled and followed behind her
platinumprotoge.bsky.social
She looks over and nods, she stands up and puts the bottle away.

“Of course, we should get going now before it gets dark out.”
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“Oh- that’s quite nice of her…” she smiled, finishing her drink.

She blushed seeing how much Clara had drank “would you like to walk me over?” It was a rare showing of emotion out of the blonde. She hadn’t felt this…this normal in a while.
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“Oh- that’s quite nice of her…” she smiled, finishing her drink.

She blushed seeing how much Clara had drank “would you like to walk me over?” It was a rare showing of emotion out of the blonde. She hadn’t felt this…this normal in a while.
platinumprotoge.bsky.social
“So am I.”

Clara responds, finishing off the rest of her drink before setting the glass down, she had drank nearly half the bottle by herself. Oops.

“Miss Wilson booked a hotel room for you not far from here.”
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Nancy smiled, it was weird to feel this relaxed. The sensation was almost alien to her.

“Oh wow, lots of traveling then.” Her eyes wandered, there was something about Clara that made her calm, made her feel like herself.

“I must admit I’m looking forward to working with you.”
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Nancy smiled, it was weird to feel this relaxed. The sensation was almost alien to her.

“Oh wow, lots of traveling then.” Her eyes wandered, there was something about Clara that made her calm, made her feel like herself.

“I must admit I’m looking forward to working with you.”
platinumprotoge.bsky.social
“Ja.”

Clara says back, drinking some more as she leans back on the couch, letting herself get comfortable.

“Sent me to Utah, then to Chicago, and now I bounce between here and Chicago.”
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Nancy chuckled

“Seems like we have a lot in common. At this point it almost feels like work is my purpose.”

She ran her fingers through her hair before taking another sip, her blonde locks still too short for her liking but she knew it would grow out in time.

“So Freya brought you to the US?”
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Nancy chuckled

“Seems like we have a lot in common. At this point it almost feels like work is my purpose.”

She ran her fingers through her hair before taking another sip, her blonde locks still too short for her liking but she knew it would grow out in time.

“So Freya brought you to the US?”
platinumprotoge.bsky.social
“I’m almost the same way, I try to do more things but I always find myself running back here.”

She finishes off her drink and pours out some more for herself.

“It gives me purpose.”
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Nancy followed her over to the couch, sitting beside her.

“There’s really not much to know.” She didn’t really remember too much honestly

“My work life is pretty much all consuming at this point. I go where Miss Abbas says and don’t really ask any questions.”
theplatinumpi.bsky.social
Nancy followed her over to the couch, sitting beside her.

“There’s really not much to know.” She didn’t really remember too much honestly

“My work life is pretty much all consuming at this point. I go where Miss Abbas says and don’t really ask any questions.”
platinumprotoge.bsky.social
“Same.”

Clara says back, she gets up from the desk and walks over to the corner of the office which had a nice black leather couch.

She then sits down.

“Tell me a little about yourself.”
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Nancy nodded softly as she sipped her drink.

“Honestly I think that’s the same with me…I’ve been working with her for years, I can’t remember a time she wasn’t around” she chuckled

“I’m a little surprised we haven’t met or worked together before.”
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Nancy nodded softly as she sipped her drink.

“Honestly I think that’s the same with me…I’ve been working with her for years, I can’t remember a time she wasn’t around” she chuckled

“I’m a little surprised we haven’t met or worked together before.”
platinumprotoge.bsky.social
“A very long time.”

She responds, sipping from her own glass.

“I can’t even remember the first time we met it was so long ago now, basically known her my whole life.”
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Nancy paused as she thought about the question. She frankly didn’t remember how long she’d been working.

“Quite some time now too…” she chuckled softly, taking the drink as it was offered. She looked down at it for a moment before taking a small sip.

“How long have you known Miss Wilson?”
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Nancy paused as she thought about the question. She frankly didn’t remember how long she’d been working.

“Quite some time now too…” she chuckled softly, taking the drink as it was offered. She looked down at it for a moment before taking a small sip.

“How long have you known Miss Wilson?”
platinumprotoge.bsky.social
“A few years by now, you?”

Clara responds, tacking on a question as she reaches over to the end of the desk to grab some drinks for them both.

She pours two glasses and hands on to Nancy.
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Nancy looked up at Clara as she sat down on the desk itself. There was something about the German that made Nancy feel different, more like herself.

“Right, wonderful.” She was still, this was probably the most emotion she’d shown since the Ranch.

“How long have you been a PI?” Her head tilited
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Nancy looked up at Clara as she sat down on the desk itself. There was something about the German that made Nancy feel different, more like herself.

“Right, wonderful.” She was still, this was probably the most emotion she’d shown since the Ranch.

“How long have you been a PI?” Her head tilited
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Clara smiles back and turns off the monitor, sitting down on the desk itself.

“Ja, it seems so.”

Something about Nancy struck a chord in her heart.

“The plane will be ready in two days, then we fly out to Finland.”
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Nancy’s eyes set on the monitor as it was spun, quickly combing through before she gazed back at Clara

“It seems like we are going to be spending some time together then Mis…” she shook her head, stopping herself “Clara.” That silly smile crossed her lips again. Something felt different. Warm.
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Nancy’s eyes set on the monitor as it was spun, quickly combing through before she gazed back at Clara

“It seems like we are going to be spending some time together then Mis…” she shook her head, stopping herself “Clara.” That silly smile crossed her lips again. Something felt different. Warm.
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“Ja, and please, just call me Clara.”

She responds before turning the monitor back and flipping up an image, she then spins it to show Nancy.

“Miss Wilson is working with Miss Abbas to obtain some vital information from Finland.”
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Nancy’s lips perked, a smile crossed them for the first time in likely months.

“You’re also a PI?” She asked, the smile lingering. That tightness in her core only worsened, for someone so cold and professional Nancy seemed to be loosening up.

“What is the assignment Miss Schreiber?”
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Nancy’s lips perked, a smile crossed them for the first time in likely months.

“You’re also a PI?” She asked, the smile lingering. That tightness in her core only worsened, for someone so cold and professional Nancy seemed to be loosening up.

“What is the assignment Miss Schreiber?”
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A brief flash is pink crossed Clara’s cheeks as Nancy pointed out her accent.

“Ja, that’d be correct. Miss Wilson filled me in on the assignment, she told me that two private investigators would be better than one for this.”
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Nancy took the seat in front of her, those eyes still glimmering faintly as she sat before Clara

“Your accent, German correct?” The blonde asked before the faintest pink hue stained her pale cheeks

“I must admit, Miss Abbas did not tell me what we would be meeting about, only that I was needed”
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Nancy took the seat in front of her, those eyes still glimmering faintly as she sat before Clara

“Your accent, German correct?” The blonde asked before the faintest pink hue stained her pale cheeks

“I must admit, Miss Abbas did not tell me what we would be meeting about, only that I was needed”
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She shakes Nancy’s hand and motions her to the chair infront of her desk.

“Clara Schreiber.”

She responds, turning her monitor away from her so she can put her full attention on Nancy.
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Nancy’s eyes became trapped on the woman as her head perked up. There was an unfamiliar tightness in her core that she couldn’t explain. Her icy professionalism seemed to waiver for a brief moment.

“I…yes.” She extended her hand to the woman seated before her “I don’t believe I got your name?”
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Nancy’s eyes became trapped on the woman as her head perked up. There was an unfamiliar tightness in her core that she couldn’t explain. Her icy professionalism seemed to waiver for a brief moment.

“I…yes.” She extended her hand to the woman seated before her “I don’t believe I got your name?”
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When Nancy opens the door to the office she finds a young woman sitting at a desk, she looks a lot like Freya did when she was younger.

The woman’s head perks up.

“Ah, Hallo Miss McAlister. Miss Wilson told me to be expecting you any minute now.”
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Nancy expression didn’t particularly change as Sofia told her of Freya’s absence. Their reunion would have to come another day. Expressionlessly she gave a single polite bow of her head

“Thank you~”

She made her way into the office, already so many memories of her past started to resurface.
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“𝐺𝑜 𝑜𝑛 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝐼’𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛.”
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𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 #DSVERSE 𝑏𝑦 #ꜰɪɴᴄʜ
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╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── 📽️ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮
❝... and I'm
Claudette Clayton,
G'mornin'
Big Easy~.❞
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theplatinumpi.bsky.social
Nancy expression didn’t particularly change as Sofia told her of Freya’s absence. Their reunion would have to come another day. Expressionlessly she gave a single polite bow of her head

“Thank you~”

She made her way into the office, already so many memories of her past started to resurface.
familyjewel.bsky.social
—to speak with you.”

“Dunno why it wasn’t me but okay Mom..”

The girl mumbles that last part before pointing to an office that was nearby Freya’s.

“The person is waiting.”