CHAPTER XXX
In Tokyo the traders were settling in to their new day, they followed their usual rituals, scanned the headlines, read the reports and prepared to execute their orders as best they could. This morning the main event would be the publishing of the quarterly balance of trade report and later in the day the interest rate meeting was due.
Expectations had been set, results anticipated reactions plotted, usually these events caused a little jolt to the markets as the equity traders sized up what the figures meant for the future and the currency traders sought to manage their exposure to the changing trends in the flow of money.
There was a low murmur in the trading halls and floors of the various brokerages. From the basement mail rooms to the executive offices of the top floors the atmosphere built as the mini flurry of action was preparing to be unleashed. The currency traders at the hedge funds prepared to re-balance the ballast tanks of their money laden enterprises while the investment bankers eyed their portfolios preparing to cut the dead wood and buy a potential rising star.
The key financial news ticker began, the digital Kanji script paring down the report to the key pieces of meat.
Exports Up , Imports Down ,not unexpected but the values were a shock. Buried in the imports report, key items like raw materials and energy were down heavily . The weak currency had stifled buying opportunities abroad and that was strangling the economy at home.
Trading became mute, uncertainty brewed and in all minds the thought was to wait and see what the interest rate meeting would decide. The sensation was though that while no one had screamed 'Fire' there were a few sniffs as the great collective wondered if they had sensed smoke.
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Kara could only wonder what was going on behind her, Kimberly had drawn up something to sit on and had laid out her cables and prepared her inks and then had sat in silence. Kara could feel the slight sickening feeling of the green aura in the air around her and could only wait for what was to come.
Kimberly had her eyes shut as she sought a moment of clarity. Below her was the sound of the sea as it pounded the supports of the structure and she drew in the scent of the salty air, the new smell of freedom. In her minds eye she could see the design she wanted to put on the stretched out body infront of her and her eyes wrenched open as she superimposed her vision on to smooth perfect skin of Kara's back.
HUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
The tattoo gun came to life and Kimberly leant in close to Kara who flinched at the sound of the tool coming springing into action.
"Ngh...fuck" protested Kara subtly as the needle and its ink burrowed into her shoulder blade. She twisted to look behind her prompting a rough hand to make her stand still once more. One of Kara's booted feet rose from the floor as her body momentarily tensed before she stomped it down again, almost as a means of relief.
Kimberly gauged the blonde's reaction to the needle as the fine dots of ink started to form the foundation of her latest work of art, a sort of half smile, half snarl appearing on her face for a moment.
"For someone who probably hasn't felt pain before you are doing well ....." Kimberly said slyly as she placed a fraction more force into the machine as she continued her work.
Since her first encounter with Selena the heroine had truly learned a whole host of new sensations. Defeat, pain and humiliation had been inflicted on her but she had learned to embrace those feelings and accept them and by doing that she had tamed Selena just as Selena had tamed her.
Now Kara could feel the burn of the ink as Kimberly worked, it was just about bearable and Kara's eyes stung with her distress. Kara's mind whirled as she took in the reality of being marked, tainted even by Kimberly's artistry. Would Kimberly's great work be forever, the ink trapped beneath a layer of invulnerable skin, or , would her physiology destroy the ink that was trespassing into her body the moment her power returned?
"What will it be ..... when you are done ?" Kara asked, trying to take her mind off of her discomfort. Already she could feel the burning sensation starting to intensify in the area of Kimberly's focused efforts.
"It will be a surprise ....." Kimberly replied curtly, pausing a moment.
Kimberly resumed her work and Kara's flesh reddened in protest as Kimberly focused her sinister imagination into the pores of Kara's pale flesh, the merciless hum of the machine scoring out it's path along the heroine's back.
"Fuuuuck that stings ......." Kara protested.
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Although it was mid Sunday evening in New York Bobby had remained at his office as he waited to see his plan take fruition. The epic war chest of cash that Mike Loughlan had assembled for him had been converted to Yen already and he was waiting to see if his plan would succeed.
Gradually their was a hint of movement on the dollar, the euro and the pound as well as other major currencies. The rumor was that there would be a backlash, that perhaps these other countries would seek to re-balance themselves with Japan or worse, Japan would fix the situation by themselves with an interest rate hike.
"Yes !" grinned Bobby as he could visibly see his gains accumulating before his very eyes as the uneasiness in the currency markets took hold.
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Lucy looked up at Lisa, her eyes struggling a moment to focus on her tormentor.
"Wow .... this .........beer ........ went straight to my .......head ...." Lucy frowned as she tried to make sense of her situation.
Lisa placed a kiss onto Lucy's forehead and began to tug at the zipper of Lucy's suit.
"Oh sweet Lucy ......" smiled Lisa ".... cant you tell what I did ?" Lisa asked.
"Wha ...... what have you done ?" Lucy stammered as her eyes tracked Lisa's hand as it dragged down the zip of her suit, exposing her unitard underneath.
"Quarter of a roofies ....... into your drink ....." said Lisa as her hand plunged inside the suit coming to rest over the Asian's underarmour clad pussy. Lisa gently stroked at the channel between Lucy's legs and gradually carved out the groove marking the frontier between Lucy's labia.
Lucy's head flopped back submissively as she took in the sensation of being gently played with, completely powerless to defend herself. Her mind was dazed and it was hard to focus yet she knew she still had options to escape provide Lisa didn't find all her tools. So far she had been stripped of her hairpins and picks hidden about her head and ....
"Lets get you out of these clothes ....." Lisa said mischievously.
"Mmm.." moaned Lucy as she struggled to focus on her escape plan.