Tilly is a good wife, a caring and obedient wife. What her husband doesn't realise is that she's leading a double life. She's a skilled and stealthy spy and when she's called upon she makes excuses to step out of the house. Like tonight.

As she's cleaning up the kitchen, the phone rings. This time it's regarding the discovery of a serum that might change the world as know it. It's rumoured to be in a warehouse down town but it's exact whereabouts are unknown. If she can slip in there and steal it before it becomes widely available, it could say a lot of people - and become availabl...

Tilly is a good wife, a caring and obedient wife. What her husband doesn't realise is that she's leading a double life. She's a skilled and stealthy spy and when she's called upon she makes excuses to step out of the house. Like tonight.

As she's cleaning up the kitchen, the phone rings. This time it's regarding the discovery of a serum that might change the world as know it. It's rumoured to be in a warehouse down town but it's exact whereabouts are unknown. If she can slip in there and steal it before it becomes widely available, it could say a lot of people - and become available to her boss so he can sell it on the black market and make all of the profit! She tells her husband she has to fetch a casserole dish from her friend's house before tomorrow and he grunts his acknowledgement.

The spy drives off into the night and parks discreetly in a side street adjacent to the warehouse. She crawls past the lasers that would trigger the alarm system, then stands and makes her way into a backroom, certain that she's avoided risk of detection. She rummages through some boxes and makes her way to a side table where some chemical have been arranged. Could it be here? Could these at least be the ingredients? She doesn't have time to find out before a dose of something potent is shot into her hip by an unseen assailant. She kicks. She screams but a hand clamps over her mouth and muffles the sound. Then she's hoisted up over the shoulder where she protests for a little longer before slumping over. Her hair and arms sway as she's carried out of the room and up the stairs.

When we see her again, she's clearly had some of clothes removed. Dressed only in a red silk bra and thong, she's draped on a stool, her ass exposed and her upper body completely motionless. If she's aware of her surroundings, she doesn't give an indication of it. Things haven't gone to plan, to say the least...