Sensory Training
**WARNING! This episode depicts intense sexual situations.**
Episode 2: Sensory Training
That evening, finally returning to Seoul, Yuna finally made her way back to headquarters. She was about to head up to see Sihyeon but got cold feet. She told herself that it was because she really needed to check on Lia, but that may or may not have been the true reason. She also assumed that getting out of the suit was no easier than getting into it and would take a bit of time, so best to go see Lia first. She got rid of her dirty sweatpants and hoodie, and put on some jeans and a sweater jacket that she had stashed in her bag, over her suit. Off she went to the hospital.
She took the elevator to the 8th floor and walked down the hall to Lia's room. Yeji was already there with Lia.
"Jisu, how are you?" asked Yuna excitedly.
"Oh Hon, I'm good. I'm so happy to see you." Lia grabbed Yuna's hand, and started crying.
Yuna sat down on a chair next to her and massaged her hand.
"Jisu needs to tell you something," said Yeji.
Random things went through Yuna's head. 'Did I mess up? Did she see me in there?'
"I'm so sorry, Yuna. But Yeji and I were talking, and I think I need to go on a break from activities. This has been a lot," said Lia, sobbing.
Yuna was relieved, "Oh love, don't worry. You take as long as you need. We got this."
Lia got control of her tears, "You don't cause Yeji any problems, you hear me?"
Yuna nodded 'yes' like a bad child.
Lia pulled her hand out from under Yuna's and grabbed the top buttons of Yuna’s jacket, throwing it open. "What the heck are you wearing?"
Yuna could only pray that there was no blood stains or random bits of brain on her suit, after what those Russians did to that North Korean boss. She decided to ham it up, situations like this were now going to be part of her daily life.
She pulled both sides of the jacket back showing off her suit. "It is from a new designer that contacted me recently. Isn't it stylish?"
Lia could only say, "NO!"
Yeji scolded her, "Child, I can see your boobs, and their nipples. DO NOT WEAR THAT OUTSIDE!!"
Yuna nodded like a bad child again. Trying to keep from giggling. She put the jacket back over her chest and buttoned it up, higher than before.
She stayed with Lia and Yeji for ten minutes or so until Sihyeon started blowing up her phone. "Okay girls, I really need to go."
They said their goodbyes and she headed back to headquarters.
***
She made her way to Sihyeon. The butterflies returned to her stomach, but she had to do what she had to do.
Yuna walked into the training room. Sihyeon was fighting the punching bag again. Sihyeon turned around. "Kitty cat! You did such a good job out there! I’m very impressed and very excited to be your handler. I’m not going to lie, I wasn’t sure about any of this…"
Yuna smiled, happy for the praise. She grabbed Sihyeon's hand. "Thank you for being such a good Russian!"
Sihyeon giggled.
Yuna pulled on Sihyeon's hand as though they were slow dancing and moved close to give her a hug.
She whispered in Sihyeon's ear, "I'm still so fucking horny after being tortured by that vibrator, please make me cum."
Sihyeon shook her head ‘no’ and giggled. "Not part of the job description. And girl… you also don’t need my, or any other person’s, help with that.”
“Sihyeon… please… I’m very needy, especially after… I need cuddles.”
Sihyeon stared at her new friend and field agent, oh also Itzy Yuna, giving her puppy dog eyes and asking to be ‘helped’ with her problem.
“Please… you don’t have anything better to do right now?”
Now Sihyeon wondered if this girl was going to whine like this about everything. “People don’t tell you ‘no’ very often, do they?”
“Of course not, but not because of where you are going with that though. I just don’t ask for things that I’m going to be told ‘no’ after.”
“Oh really…”
Sihyeon had a lot of concerns about this girl, and being back ‘on duty’ at all. But when Sihyeon agreed to do something, she did it to the best of her ability. Right now, she needed to get to know this girl as quickly as possible. “Okay, fine… just this once… I'll help you after what happened out there, let's go somewhere more private."
Most agents had a room at headquarters for private time and occasional nights when they had to stay over for various reasons, from the convenience of working late to simply being more secure at headquarters. Yuna was new and had not yet been given her room. Sihyeon led her to her own room.
"Lie down, Kitty Cat."
“I’m Yuna… I’m not in the field, no one is going to overhear you using my real name.”
“I’m doing this as your handler, you are still ‘Kitty Cat’.”
Yuna made a claw like a cat and pretended to attack Sihyeon.
“Hurry up, I have to go back and teach that punching bag who is boss…”
Yuna shook her head at Sihyeon while taking off everything other than her suit. She also let her hair down. She made the pillows on Sihyeon’s bed perfect for her neck and laid down on her back.
Sihyeon sat crossed legged on the bed next to Yuna. She ran her hand around Yuna's inner thighs and lower stomach. "You have a bit of a transparent spot down here... this will have to be fixed."
Yuna was already purring. "Please Sihyeon… I mean Pirate… don't tease."
"Well, roll over, I’m not entirely sure how this thing works."
Yuna rolled over on her side. Sihyeon searched the collar of Yuna’s suit and found a zipper, made of some hi-tech material. It had a mini latch that kept it from moving on its own. It took Sihyeon a bit to figure out how to free the tiny thing. Finally, she got is loose and pulled it down. It went all of the way down her back to the base of her butt. “Dahyun is tricky…” said Sihyeon.
Yuna rolled back onto her back. Sihyeon helped her get her arms out of the sleeves and then pulled the suit off of her front. Her breasts were already stimulated, nipples erect.
Sihyeon grabbed the suit at her thighs and pulled it down her legs. The wet spot she had left at her crotch was quite large on the inside and she was now dripping more. Sihyeon threw the suit on a chair next to the bed.
She marveled at Yuna's body. Perfectly shaped breasts for her tiny waist. Thin but muscular thighs. Her perfectly shaved pussy just waiting for Sihyeon to touch it.
Sihyeon put her hand on Yuna's belly. Yuna twitched in anticipation. She grabbed Sihyeon's hand and moved it down.
"We are going to have to get you some patience. But it won't be today." Sihyeon touched her wet clit with two fingers and rubbed for less than a minute.
Yuna did her best to stay quiet, she had an immense orgasm, her legs tensing and quivering and tensing more until she screamed and finally relaxed. Sihyeon doing her best to help pin Yuna’s legs to the bed.
"Damn girl, I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone pop that fast…" was all Sihyeon could say.
After a few seconds to catch her breath, she grabbed Sihyeon's arm and tried to pull her beside her to cuddle.
Sihyeon pulled away and gave her a pillow. "This will be a much better partner. Get some sleep, you have been awake for over 24 hours. You have Itzy schedules coming up for a few days, but I'll see you soon."
Yuna said, “I MADE A DEAL FOR CUDDLES!”
“And I gave you a pillow… and my room… and my fingers… and now I have to clean my bedding…”
Yuna scowled at Sihyeon, then crawled under the Sihyeon’s covers, hugging the pillow.
"We gotta get you some sensation training... This is going to be a problem," she said as she walked out of the room.
Yuna ignored her and fell asleep.
***
After being away from headquarters for a few days for Itzy schedules, now being adjusted because of Lia’s absence, Yuna finally had a day free and returned to check in.
Before making her way inside headquarters, Yuna took a walk, exploring the two blocks around the building. It was remarkable, she had been down these streets many times in the past, not realizing that a simple, non-descript three story commercial building was actually a spy headquarters. Honestly, her main goal was scoping out places to eat and drink on her way to and from the bus stop back to her apartment and the JYP building. The most convenient place seemed to be a Subway restaurant, but she also found a convenience store and went inside to check it out.
She made mental note of the available drinks and snacks and saw a young mother, not much older than herself, wheeling about a toddler in a stroller and carrying an infant on her arm. She was looking at the shelves, seemingly in a daze.
Yuna beamed a smile at her and said, "You don't have enough arms, can I help you grab something?" That was usually enough to make anyone near her reciprocate with conversation, but the woman looked at her and an immense sense of sadness swept over Yuna.
The woman just nodded, 'no' and said, "I'm fine..."
Yuna was about to walk away but her intuition mixed with curiosity made her take a step back instead. "I know I'm just a stranger, but you don't seem fine."
The woman seemed upset that her facade wasn't good enough today and burst into tears. "My husband lost his job and I need to buy these things, but I don't know how I'm going to feed my kids tomorrow if I do."
Yuna was a deeply empathetic individual. She wanted to burst into tears with this woman, but the intense phycological training in ‘spy school’ greatly helped her control her emotions without losing the advantage her empathy gave her in dealing with other people. She poked the infant's cheek, trying to at least get the child to smile, but that seemed to fail also.
Yuna's life was blessed from an early age. Her parents provided for her perfectly and supported what she always wanted to do in her life, even though they had no idea about her second life. More recently, as her fame increased, the sudden appearance of Itzy Yuna could suddenly solve a lot of problems, and the rest of her problems were usually solved by JYP managers. But now, embarking on this new life, she had to take on every problem she was presented, and solve it with the enormous skill set she had worked very hard to bring into her life. Standing in front of this woman and her children was no different than digging that bicycle out of the muck under that dock in North Korea.
She put it back in the woman's court. "How can I help you?"
"You can't... but giving me some faith in the rest of humanity and pretending to care about my life was certainly a good start."
Oh, this woman didn't know it, but she just challenged Yuna to a battle. Shin Yuna’s caring is never pretend.
Yuna opened her purse, an obviously expensive and fashionable bag she was gifted for some ad work she did. She dug out a 50,000 won Starbucks gift card. "This won't literally buy food for your children, I mean… I wouldn't suggest buying coffee for them... but maybe you can sell it to someone that can use it."
"I'm not going to take your gift card. I don't need your charity."
Still holding the gift card, Yuna closed her purse and let it hang loosely from her shoulder again. She bent over to the toddler in the stroller. The boy was a bit startled until he saw Yuna's fiery red hair under her baseball cap. She gave him an adorable smile in her best aegyo. He giggled at her in response. Yuna handed him the gift card. "You're cute. Your mom is having a rough day. You be good for her, okay?"
He nodded 'yes'. "Good. I'm going to stop bothering her, but give her this after I leave." He took the gift card from her and held it tightly in both hands while still giggling.
Yuna put her hand on the woman's shoulder and said, "The worst days just make the best days possible." She walked out of the store without another word.
***
Yuna made her way to headquarters and found Sihyeon in the sparring room.
"Hey Yuna, how are you today?"
"Having a day... Also… do you do anything else but beat up that punching bag."
"Sorry... Everything okay? Also, I’ll happily beat you up instead, if you prefer."
"No thanks… I ran into this sad lady at the convenience store. I tried to help her... but she will just be sad again tomorrow."
"Umm..."
"What?"
"In this job Yuna... you can't be like that..."
"Like what?"
"The decisions you make will have to be for the better good of a lot of people. You can't help every single person. The world doesn't work like that."
"I let you get me off, so now I have to take your advice?"
"Of course not. I'm your handler, so that’s why you have to take my advice."
"I can make the world work like that... one person at a time... Don’t challenge me…" Yuna turned left the sparring room.
Sihyeon shouted, “Hey! Go see Dahyun!”, then she sighed and went about back to beating up the sparring bag.
***
Yuna heard her and went up to Dahyun’s lab.
"Miss Yuna! I'm happy to see you!" said an excited Dahyun.
"Oh?" asked Yuna.
"Sihyeon has signed you up for sensation training. Which means we get to test my new machine!"
"Oh?" asked Yuna warily.
Dahyun led Yuna to a side room of the lab. "Oh, by the way, you made a nice wet spot in the crotch of your suit. Don't worry, I'm going to build in more absorbent material for the future."
Yuna squirmed a bit, thinking about that vibrator. "Well, okay, but I'm sure I'll never need it."
"That's the plan!"
"What plan?"
"Look!" said Dahyun pointing to a machine. It was basically an X-shaped metal table, and didn't look the slightest bit impressive to Yuna.
"What does it do?" asked Yuna.
"You lay on the table. There are attachments sized perfectly to your body. The ones on your wrists and ankles restrain you, so you can't move - they also measure all of your vital signs. This bar goes across your chest, designed to fit perfectly over your breasts and this device fits on your crotch. They give random but constant stimulation at various levels so we can desensitize you."
"Desensitize? Umm, Sihyeon wants this?"
"Yes, I built a similar, although less hi-tech machine, for her - she can last over an hour on the hardest setting."
Yuna looked horrified. "I don't think I'm up for this today."
"Miss Sihyeon made an official order, it is mostly required."
"Mostly?" asked Yuna.
"I might be able to bend the rules a bit and give you a session of my own, old fashion style. We just won't tell anyone," said Dahyun, refusing to make eye contact with Yuna.
"Oh?" asked Yuna. There are some days that you just shouldn't show up to work, she thought.
After thinking about it briefly, Yuna was having none of this today, "I'm going to go to the bathroom."
Dahyun nodded.
Yuna went to the bathroom and then snuck back through the lab and back out to the main part of the building. She headed to a bench, outside and down the block a bit, for a breather.
She sat outside for maybe ten minutes when someone came and sat down next to her.
"Sihyeon! Hi!"
"What's up with you sneaking out like that?"
"Damn, is everyone watching me everywhere?"
"Think about where you are..."
"I needed a minute, Dahyun was scaring me."
"Ignore her. She's a bit of an... odd duck..."
"What that guy did to me with the vibrator was so scary and wonderful at the same time, I don't know how to describe it."
"Yeah, it is obviously getting to you. That is why you need this training. It will be like every other training exercise you do."
"Can't you be there? Or do it instead of a machine?"
"No, you are already looking at me with strange eyes since I helped you the other night. I'm your handler, we are going to keep it professional. You are stuck with Dahyun. If I didn't think you could handle it, I wouldn't have made it happen."
“Is this normal? For me to be consumed by this one thing that happened on my first operation?”
“I thought it was the drugs they gave you?”
“I don’t know… I’m a very sexual creature. What if this is my kryptonite?”
Sihyeon put her hand on Yuna’s knee. “We all have things that we are good at and not good at. The scariest thing is when you find one that you aren’t good at, and at the worst possible time. You handled it well, though… But just, let’s make sure it doesn’t happen again.”
“Those guys were clueless. If they knew what they were doing, everything they said could have actually happened.”
“Sensory training… Go do it… Now…”
"Fine, I’ll go! Also, you are hot when you’re bossy…" Yuna got up and headed back inside the building.
***
She went back to Dahyun’s lab.
"Okay, Miss Dahyun, I'm ready to try the machine."
Dahyun did a little dance. "Great! Strip! Are you okay? Why did you take so long in the bathroom?"
“My mind is having some issues wrapping itself around some things that happened in North Korea. Don’t worry, I’m okay now…”
They walked to the side room with the machine. Yuna took off her jacket and blouse and then took off her shoes and socks and crawled out of her jeans. Dahyun stared constantly. Yuna tried to just ignore her and then popped open her bra, her boobs excited to be freed, and pulled down her panties.
She went over and sat on the machine, spreading her arms and legs like the X-position it was built for.
Dahyun made sure Yuna’s legs were fully extended and her ankles were in the correct place. She flipped down both ankle restraints and locked them in place. Yuna yelped a bit as her thighs were forced down onto the cold metal and her entire body got goosebumps. “You really should put a heater in this thing.”
"Oh, great idea Miss Yuna!" She then made sure each of Yuna’s arms was pulled above her head onto the X and also flipped down the wrist restraints. “These wrist restraints also measure your pulse and pulse-ox. Are they too tight?”
Yuna said, “Shockingly comfortable for lying on a bed of metal… Can’t you put a towel down or something?”
“No, the metal table can measure your conductance, how much you are sweating.” Dahyun got an idea and went over to her lab book and began writing things down and drawing schematics. She came back a few minutes later, I'm sorry, I got distracted. I forgot that you are, 'tied up'.” She giggled to herself.
Yuna did her best to stay calm. Dahyun then grabbed a large metal bar that attached to the table with a hinge, but hanging next to it. It fit over Yuna’s chest and latched on the other side. Dahyun made sure each of Yuna’s breasts were properly situated. “Anything pinching you?”
Yuna nodded ‘no’.
Finally, at the bottom center of the X, Dahyun flipped up another metal contraption that locked down on her crotch. Dahyun said, “No penetration, it is just going to vibrate you, so you can move against it with the limited bit of motion you have available.”
Yuna nodded ‘yes’.
Finally, she handed Yuna a controller with three buttons. "Keep this in your hand. When you can't take the stimulation anymore, press the big button. If anything goes wrong, or you get scared, or have a cramp or something, press the other two buttons at the same time and everything will stop and the restraints will all pop open."
"Okay, that makes me feel better. I got it! Let's start."
"One more thing! Sensory deprivation is important, so you are only focused on the stimulation. I'm going to put a helmet on you that will keep you totally in the dark and play a track of running water so you can't hear anything else that is going on."
Yuna nodded and Dahyun put the helmet on her. She then started the machine.
It alternated stimulation, vibrating her nipples or crotch at random places, intervals, and intensities. After a few minutes, it started ramping up both the intensity and frequency.
Yuna started really squirming and often moaning after three minutes. She couldn't hear her own moans, so they were much more frequent and louder than she might have been otherwise. Dahyun had a hard time just studying the data with all of the hot squirming and moaning.
Ten minutes and twenty seconds in, Yuna had enough and pressed the large button. To her surprise, strong vibrations attacked her entire chest and crotch and she came instantly. She let out a massive scream and tensed all of the muscles in her thighs and biceps trying not to pull against her wrists and ankles. The machine then stopped and Dahyun took off the helmet. "Good?"
"Yeah, wow that was really good!"
"Okay, well this has been your baseline measurement. From now on, you will have to improve."
"Improve?"
"Oh yes, remember, Sihyeon can go an hour on a much more difficult setting."
"I see... Can you let me out?"
Dahyun opened all of the restraints. Yuna stretched her arms and legs and sat for a bit as Dahyun was flittering around like a butterfly writing down various measurements in her notebook. Yuna was very tempted to ask her for cuddles, but was certain that was a bad idea. She went to the shower to clean up a bit and then got dressed.
***
Next on the agenda was to see the boss, so she met Sihyeon and they headed to the briefing room.
Their boss gave them a debrief: "We found some interesting information about that drone you brought back. It was built at a small lab here in Seoul. Not sure what that means. We got you credentials, so you now work there! Tomorrow, you start your new job! See what you can find out. Go about it however you two like. Let's find out how this got to North Korea."
Yuna excitedly asked the obvious question. "What is my fake job? Engineer? Chemist? Programmer?"
"Secretary. One of the high-ranking scientists there is extremely busy and apparently is a total dick and can't keep administrative assistants for more than a few weeks."
"Lovely."
Unlike Sihyeon, the Boss gave her little praise for her performance. Was he upset about how she did? Or just didn’t give praise? She wanted to ask him things, but he didn’t seem like the type that would answer a question as simple as “How was your day?” even.
“Do you want to go on a brief tour? I have a few minutes?” he asked.
Yuna said, “Sure…” She looked behind to see Sihyeon still tagging along and Yuna gave her the ‘please don’t leave me alone with the boss’ look.
He said, “We have been meeting in what I call ‘the briefing room’. It is for small or informal debriefs. This room is ‘command central’.” He opened the door and let Yuna and Sihyeon enter before him. There were two massive LCD screens hanging on the wall, a desk with several computers that obviously ran them and two other desks with smaller screens as well as a small area in the back with four chairs. “This is where we run operations that require a lot of support. Several of us can be relaying GPS or satellite data to the handler and then to the field agents.”
“Wow, very fancy…” said Yuna.
“We are upgrading things more and more every day. Our computer guy is a… wizard… at making all of this happen.”
“Where is he? I haven’t met him?” asked Yuna.
The boss said, “Alright, let’s go see if he is in his lab.”
They went upstairs to the computer lab. Inside was a loud whir of hundreds of computer fans. In the center of the room was a large desk with a very fancy gaming chair looking at an array of four LCD screens.
Yuna decided to test the Bosses’ sense of humor. “Okay, your computer guy obviously just plays games in here…”
The boss did chuckle. “I cannot confirm or deny. But if we need something hacked, he can do it in seconds, so I don’t question his choice in chairs…”
Yuna nodded and smiled. There were several other desks with terminals and several server closets with makeshift fans blowing on them and a corner with seemingly ‘broken’ equipment.
“Anyway, I guess he isn’t here. He isn’t just good at computer things, he also designed your dart gun, and Dahyun designed the ketamine cocktail, just for your application.”
Yuna said, “I appreciate that you accommodated my request for that.”
“We will do anything we can to support you, Yuna. Without ground agents,” he stared hard at Sihyeon, “we are nothing, our purpose here is to make sure you can do your job to the best of your abilities.”
Yuna smiled again.
Finally, he took her to her new room. It was a small 4 meter x 4 meter cubby with a single bed, dresser, and desk. She was excited to have a new place to call home when necessary. After her new ‘job’ tomorrow, she would ‘Yuna’ it up and bring some spare clothing.
The Boss and Sihyeon left her alone in her new room and she sat on the bed for quite a while, full of excitement, wonder, and trepidation about what the days ahead had in store for her.