Major Grimes nodded and said, “Yes, we were acting as CENTCOM’s QRF and now we are doing that for EUCOM. The support which the Air Force provides us is most appreciated, sir.”
They continued to chat pleasantly with Lieutenant Colonel Horvath for several minutes and then were finally dismissed. As they made their way back to Team Twenty-Two’s headquarters, Major Grimes said, “That went well, Missy! The colonel’s eyes were obviously opened when he realized what an amazing soldier you have been and will continue to be. I sense our unit will be accorded a little more respect from him and his people now.”
Missy chuckled and said, “That’s great, sir! Glad to have helped with that.”
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Friday, May 27, 2022
Missy teleported into the luxury apartment in Moscow which she had forced Yury Borisovich to maintain for her as his fake mistress and she got dressed for the evening. She now had an accumulation there of many expensive gowns, shoes, accessories and jewelry items along with her fake identification documents (passport, driver’s license, etc.) as Missy Kabachnik. She also had credit cards and bank accounts in that name. Her account at the bank in Cyprus where Yury was depositing three hundred thousand euros for her every month had now grown to almost a million in U.S. dollars.
Yury was a Russian oligarch, a billionaire who had no choice but to agree to all her demands due to the proof which she held which showed him to be a traitor. While he had not really made those banking transactions (the SOD Group had made them) he had no way to prove that and thus he was completely at her mercy. Otherwise, he would be disgraced, his assets would be seized and he no doubt would be killed soon thereafter. The current regime in Russia did not tolerate those whom they viewed as being traitors.
It had been almost three weeks since Yury had last seen her and she knew he was anxiously waiting to again bring her out and show her off. Although he hated the predicament he was in, he had benefited greatly by their association. His investments had grown significantly thanks to her influence. And, now that Russia had invaded Ukraine, his importance to the regime was greater than ever. The military relied on his businesses for goods such as equipment and pharmaceuticals as well as for the transportation of those items. Further, the government needed the funding which his energy exports brought them. China, in particular, was importing his liquified petroleum gas which he was providing them using his railcars.
Thanks to all the visibility and publicity which Missy had gained as Yury’s celebrity mistress, she could present herself to Russian society in ways which would never have been possible otherwise. She was famous there now with Bonafide’s as a former college girl from Izhevsk, a city seven hundred and fifty miles east of Moscow and the capital of the Udmurt Republic. There was no reason for anyone to believe she might possibly be a spy.
Like in Ireland, many people of Udmurt descent were redheads. They even celebrated that at an annual festival. Thus,Missy was trusted to have won Yury’s attention (his previous three mistresses had all been redheads) and she was now well known to many important Russian leaders in both the military and the government. In particular, the Defense Minister Sergey Fradkof wanted to join Yury whenever he went out and had Missy with him.
When Yury knocked on her door, she opened it so he could see her recognize it was him. She then closed the door to remove the chain which had still been attached. She liked having him aware she always kept that chain on her door. Although he had a key to the place, he would not be able to just barge in on her. Then she opened the door wide and welcomed him inside.
“I trust this outfit will be appropriate for our going to the Propaganda once again,” said Missy. “Do you like it?” The Propaganda was one of Moscow’s famous nightclubs and they had often gone there for dinner and drinks, meeting Yury’s friends and business associates.
Thanks to Lisa and Marie, who were able to remotely access her mobile phone which she always left on and kept plugged in at the apartment while she was away, she and Yury had been exchanging text messages. Thus, she knew of their plans. Some texts had actually been from her while many had been created for her with the help of Captain Novikov at the SOD Group. Missy knew where he was taking her and who many of the guests were whom they would be seeing once there.
“Missy, as always, you look gorgeous,” exclaimed Yury. “Your many fans as well as the paparazzi will not be disappointed.” As usual, when observing Missy strut about in a revealing gown, with her voluptuous curves on display for all tosee, he was getting aroused. He knew it would be yet another night when his testicles would be aching from his prolonged arousal without relief by the time the evening ended.
Missy sensed this, of course, and was quite satisfied. She had drawn in a great deal of energy while in her spirit state such that when she finally manifested back in her human form, her body had actually gained some weight. Yeah, her boobs and her ass were much bigger thus making her appear very voluptuous indeed. She referred to this version of herself as her “Moscow body”. Not only did it help with her role as Yury’s mistress but, combined with all the glamourous makeup which she was wearing, photos of her hopefully would not get recognized by any of the many WIJO leaders and Iranian leaders whom she had confronted during the past three years.
“Is the Defense Minister still planning to join us tonight, Yury?” she asked.
“Oh, yes! He claims nothing relieves all the stress which he experiences in his very important job like being in your presence. Spending an evening being entertained by you always helps rejuvenate him.” Yury sighed. His many businesses had benefitted greatly thanks to the positive influence and recommendations which the Defense Minister had been providing ever since his meeting Missy. Once again, Yury was frustrated by the fact his own relationship with Missy was fake rather than real.
“Very good, then!” exclaimed Missy. “Let’s go help him and all your other good buddies forget all about their stressful lives, pillaging and plundering from the good people here in Russia as well as from those in other countries who can also betaken advantage of.” Missy enjoyed taunting him like this in private.
Yury sighed once again, very accustomed now to her satirical sense of humor at his expense. Then they proceeded down to his limo and headed over to the nightclub.
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Upon arrival, they were led over to Yury’s usual table where he always hosted the entire dinner plus drinks the entire evening for all his guests. The cost was miniscule when compared to all the monetary benefits which his businesses would receive as a result of his apparent generosity.
The Defense Minister Sergey Fradkof was indeed there and had brought two special guests with him, both key leaders in the current regime. He greeted Missy warmly, saying, “Missy Kabachnik, where have you been? We have all missed you, my dear. Let me introduce you to my good friends.”
After the introductions were made, he went on to announce, “I want to be the first to give a toast tonight. Russia is winning its special military operation over in Ukraine and we are all once again able to celebrate that with Yury’s beautiful mistress, Missy Kabachnik!” He raised his glass of vodka high in the air and once everyone gathered there had done likewise, he consumed his drink in a single gulp.
Missy joined the others in also downing their shot of vodka in a single gulp and then following that with a bite of zakuska (an assortment of cold appetizers, snacks and savory dishes) which had already been arranged on the large circular table.
Another evening of revelry had begun and was off to a good start. It would become progressively noisier and more boisterous once the dinner had been eaten and the serious drinking had gotten underway. Missy was the only woman there and, as always, she would drink the rest of them under the table.
She made it a point, while making it very clear she belonged to Yury, to spend some time with each of the other guests, allowing them to lustfully appreciate her teasingly seductive manner while she played up to their very male egos. She was anexcellentlistener, of course, and was able to pry many interesting secrets from each of them.
Chapter Four
Saturday, May 28, 2022
Missy had actually spent the night (what there was left of it by the time Yury brought her home) sleeping in her bed. This was rare for her but she had already done enough spying in her spirit form earlier in the week and, other than the two new individuals whom the Defense Minister had introduced her to, she didn’t have anyone whose electronic devices she needed to infect with her Missy virus.
This virus was the special software which Lisa and Marie at the SOD Group had created and stored on a website which Missy could access once she got into someone’s phone or computer and connected to the internet. She would do that, of course, while in her spirit form using her telekinesis ability. After downloading the program from Marie’s website, she would run the program. It would provide access to Lisa and Marie so subsequent programs could be installed by them and run remotely. These would all be in the background and were virtually undetectable. They would locate any devices connected via Bluetooth and infect those devices as well. Marie’s software was even capable of recording voices during phone calls and sending that data back as well.
