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The Stinky Cheese Vault (Abandoned)
Author: Closet Fetishist

Written: June 2009


Jason enters the very sterile, very open office of one of Krapt's high-ranking executives.

"We appreciate you coming down here," the exec says.

"Job's a job to me; you need something, I got the tools and expertise to get it."

"Yes well, this 'job' is apparently more difficult than any of us imagined; we've sent in at least ten guys before you and none of them have been seen or heard from since."

"Well, I'm the best."

The executive smiles, "Excuse me if I don’t jump for joy; you're predecessors all said the same."

Jason leans forward, impatiently, "Whatever, let's get on with it; what's the job exactly?"

"There is a rival cheese maker down the street that churns out an irresistible bacteria aged cheese but our scientists cannot figure out the secrets. We need you to go in and find out what they are doing to make their cheese so delectable."

"Seriously? Five mil for some stinky cheese recipe?"

"Yes, Mr. Daniels."

"How much up front?"

"Half."

"What aren't you telling me?"

"Nothing. We are just eager to obtain their trade secret and that is our price to do so."

"Whatever, fine. I'll get your cheese recipe."

 

Jason is in the tour at 'Mama's Cheese Factory' the very next day looking inconspicuous with his baseball hat and flannel shirt.

The tour passes by the 'Top Secret' vault and moves on past it quickly. Jason ducks behind some crates and waits for the tour and any stragglers to catch up.

When the coast is clear, he emerges from his hiding place and walks to the vault. No lock. He begins to wonder why no one else could complete this mission; it seemed so very easy. A smile crossed his face as he realized that perhaps 'Mama's' company was paying even more to keep the recipe in house; dollar signs glowed in his eyes as he entered the vault.

An intense blast of smelly cheese invaded his senses, nearly making him gag at first. He wondered how anything that smelled so bad could be so coveted as a food item. He shut the vault door behind him and went to exploring the small, closet sized chamber. Nothing seemed extraordinary here and truly he had no idea what he was looking for in the first place.

Suddenly, the vault door swings open and in walks a beautiful, stark naked young woman with long blonde hair. There is no where to hide, Jason is promptly spotted by the beauty.

She smiles, "Well, hello there."

Jason stays silent, preparing for fight his way out but also fighting an erection.

"Are you here for the cheese secret?"

"I am indeed."

"Aww, that's too bad. I thought we could have a little fun."

"Maybe we can," Jason says, suavely.

The girl smiles, as she approaches him, "Okay."

Jason is incredibly turned on by the woman.

"You know, I love these cheeses, don’t you?"

"Whatever babe."

"They are just so great! You wanna know the secret?" She asked with child-like excitement?

"What's that hun?"

The girl scrunched up her cute little face, clenched her fists and stuck her butt out a little and produced a monstrous fart that sounded more like it should come out of a tuba rather than a petite girl.

"What the fuck?!"

"I know, amazing isn't it?"

"My God! You're disgusting!"

"I'm disgusting? I don't think so, this is an art form. And you will learn to appreciate my art!"

"I seriously doubt that bitch."

Jason makes a run for the door but the girl trips him and he falls to the floor. He turns onto his back and the girl towers over him.

"That's more like it, now you are getting into the spirit of things."

Jason tries to sit up and get out of there but the woman puts her foot on his chest and pushes him back to the ground. He grabs her foot and flips her to the ground and makes a break for the door. The handle doesn’t budge.

He turns to see the girl smiling from the floor.

"You think it's that easy? You think you can just leave? We saw you sneak in here; we made sure you weren't coming out."

"What do you want from me?"

"From you?" The girl shakes her head, "Nothing. We just want to make sure our secret stays safe."

"And what if I just kill you?"

"Um...well, the company will call the cops, you'll be arrested for murder and probably executed. Course, you'll probably end up dead either way so go ahead, kill me."

Jason begins to feel very woozy all of a sudden.

"See though, it's already starting to take effect."

"What is? What did you do to me?!"

"I didn't do anything but prolonged exposure to this cheese can make one a little light headed and..."

Jason falls to the ground.

"...pass out," she smiles.

She approaches his body with a rope and a ball gag she had concealed nearby. She continues to speak to the motionless man, "But see, I'm used to it. Most of this is my doing any ways so of course I can stand it. Everyone loves their own brand I think is the saying. I've made a business out of mine..."

She grabs he lifeless man by the collar aggressively, "...and you're not gonna fuck this up for me!"

She lets him go and Jason’s head hits hard against the concrete floor. She proceeds to bind him.

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